#are there even muse dash players out there???

[maskyartist]

sitting here glaring at muse dash on my switch like yknow miku's comin to the game....are you actually gonna make the update work or is this gonna be another damn TEASE-

[servicpop]

loosing a bet delinquent oc x president bttm male reader

It was a bet amongst your friends against some silly game. They all supported one team but you supported the other — whether you actually had a big interest in the game or not, it didn't matter, you still preferred one over the other to win. If your team won, they would have to embarass themselves by wearing a cheerleader outfit, if their team won, vice versa.

What could go wrong? Both teams were good and predicting the win would be difficult.

The flashes of your friend's cameras caused you to hold a hand up to your face, desperately trying to hide the bright pink blush spreading across your cheeks. How did he mess up that last shot? The game was so close and right at the breaking point, the player missed and costed the whole game and your dignity.

It was a skimpy outfit with thigh high tights, no sleeves, and a skirt that probably met your mid-thigh. You could not let Adrien see you in this. Like a group of laughing hyenas, you and your friends finally walked out of the changing rooms, your head glued to the floor as you walked through the hallways. Everyone's eyes were on you and you swore someone wolf-whistled in your direction as a half-assed joke.

"You gotta wear it the whole day, you lost the bet," you felt a harsh clasp on your shoulder and your friend was met with a cold glare. You honestly wish you just bet money at this point. You were about to round the corner when you heard a familiar voice — Adrien's sickly smooth tone. Your heel grounded into the floors and you dashed the other way, ignoring the confused shouts of your friends.

Adrien's head tilted when he watched someone dressed in a pink cheerleader outfit practically run for their life in the other direction. At first, he genuinely thought it was some cheerleader girl who probably missed her practice or something, but the more he stared at the running figure, the more he realised. "Shit, is that prez...?" Earning a nod from the group, a smile curled onto his face. He's totally forgotten how different your friend groups were seeing as they furrowed their eyebrows being so close to a delinquent.

"I'm gonna... get a drink from the vending machine, go on without me," Adrien flashed a toothy grin at the boys and walked in the direction you ran, picking up his speed but not breaking into a sprint. You two still weren't an official or public thing. You hadn't run very far, opting to retreat back to the student council room — people wouldn't come in here willingly anyways. But one person would.

A whistle caught your attention and as you whipped around, Adrien was already in the room, closing and flicking the lock on the door. "What a sight," He chuckled, slinking a hand around your waist to get a better look at you. "It's not what it looks like," you try to defend yourself, pushing at his shoulders as he leans closer. Your back is pressed against the table and he's gripping your hips like you're about to fall.

"How'd you even get this?" Adrien drags his tongue along his teeth flipping up your pink skirt, "Wearin' anything underneath?" He muses, and to his disappointment, you were, but he couldn't complain since it was a pair of lacy white panties. "It just came with the outfit," You mutter, pushing the fabric back down as you turn your head. "And...? You still put it on," Adrien laughed, his eyes crinkling at the corners. You couldn't deny the fact that you had the choice not to put it on, but you still did so you kept quiet.

"Are you mad at me?" His voice is nothing but a whisper now as his head leans dangerously close to your ear. The delinquent has one hand on your waist while the other descends your back, trailing down to your cute skirt, pulling it up enough so that he could push your underwear down. You don't have half the mind to swat his hand away when he's so close to you. He slips the white fabric down just enough, spitting on his fingers before he teases you lightly. Adrien's brownish hair brushes against your ear as his head is positioned right next to yours, peering over your shoulder to look at his hands and your ass.

"You're always mad at me baby, I'm sorry," He cooes a gentle tone but it's deceptive. You flinch when he slips a finger past your rim, your arms instinctively moves to grip his shoulders. "I can't help it when you're dressed so cute," You can't see his face fully, but you know damn well he's smirking.

He's doing that knee thing where its pushed forward enough that if you rutted against it just a little bit, it would send sparks flying through your veins. "Adrien..." was basically the only thing you could whine when he's slipping a second finger, and then a third past that tight ring. He's really overestimating himself. His palm is against your tail bone as he pumps his fingers in and out of you, your warm, wet walls squeezing his fingers just right.

"Fuck, why do you have to feel so good, I can't just fuck the prez here," Adrien groans and you catch a glimpse of his eyebrows furrowing, he was genuinely frustrated. "I just wanna dick you down and make you take it like a good boy, I wanna see how loud you can— sorry that's corny," he bites his lip, slightly shivering from his own words. He knew you weren't like that, especially being such a goody-two-shoes; it was like second hand embarrassment from himself. He felt a twinge of guilt, a guy up to no good corrupting an angel like you.

"It's fine," and suddenly Adrien's head clears. Your reassurance was like cupid shooting multiple arrows into his heart, was he having a heart attack or was it just you? Adrien's head moves mechanically, like it was programmed to kiss you right then and there but he stops, short-circuits even. Kissing was out of the question. His relationship with you wasn't like that but oh how bad he wanted to. Adrien let's his head plop onto your shoulder, his fingers finding motivation to speed up, causing your body to straighten up.

He even adds a cruel curl to his fingers, pressing harshly against your prostate. "You're so evil," he murmurs, "Says— you!" You couldn't help the embarrassing moan that rips from your throat, the jerk of your body made you grind against Adrien's clothed knee, the cool fabric of the skirt rubbing against your tip wasn't helping either.

So you're stuck here, humping Adrien's knee as he fingers you from behind. Adrien slips his index finger out, leaving his middle and ring nestled inside you. Somehow, this allowed him to slam his hand deeper, pressing against your prostate once again. You could feel his breath fan over your shoulder, his back rising with each breath as his knee shifts, pushing against the underside of your dick behind the skirt. Your hands claw at his clothing, moans and whimpers spilling out of your lips.

His fingers work to aimlessly stretch you out before he pushed them in deeper, stilling them and curling them at random intervals. He was just playing with you at this point. You could feel your orgasm building but you weren't at the edge yet. Adrien seemed to hear your whines and desperate grinding, he smiles, "Alright sorry, sorry, I'll let you cum." He pulls his fingers out, groping your flesh before slapping his fingers against your hole, eliciting a confused gasp out of you.

Before you could open your mouth to insult him, he plunged his fingers into your entrance once more, fingering you as roughly as he could. His other hand that was holding you in place moved to the tent in your skirt. He smiled at the dampness pooling at the fabric, cupping the head of your dick with the fabric wrapped tightly around. The cool sensation of the fabric on your sensitive tip make you squirm, your body was unfamiliar with the feeling. Adrien clenched his arms around you, holding you still as he thrusted his fingers faster, humming at the wet sloppy sound.

You felt your eyes rolling back and your hands balled into fists, leaning on his shoulder for support. "W—wait!" You groaned as your body convulsed from the pleasure, tears welling in your eyes as you came, the mess contained by your skirt. "That's it," Adrien whistled, letting you ride your high out as he rubbed the fabric over your tip for a bit before stopping.

"Keep this," he grinned, "I'd like to see this next time."

a / n ; my motivation is in the dumps right now TT

[overnowsfcb]

halfway out the door; fermín lópez

summary: fighting to keep a little flame alive underwater, you couldn't lose the only stable thing in your life

warnings: ANGST!!! (no good ending) mature language, mental health issues (panic attack, anxiety, emotional distress), relationship struggles, unhealthy dinamics, brief mention of smut themes. if any of these topics makes you uncomfortable, i advise against reading this story.

word count: 3,3k

note: hiii! it's me again, this time posting for my sweet boy (who is not as sweet in this story) fermín. im planning to do something with all the 1989 vault tracks x barça players. so take it as the first from the series!! also, apologies if the angst hits hard, promise to post fluff next time (its a bit of challenge for me haha) super excited about this and would love to hear your thoughts or suggestions! – venus 🫂💐🫧 p.s.: im so proud of this one tbh

He didn’t seem to have enough time for you anymore. You didn’t want to see the subtle twist, but you knew him all too well and an imperceptible change for everyone was an imposing earthquake in your world.

It was in the hours that your messages would be waiting for a response and the way he wasn’t starved to taste your lips anymore. Once, he’d find an excuse to be with you, even if only for brief minutes. He’d dash to your apartment bearing your favorite chocolate with the pretext of keeping you fed. A smile brightening and your stomach still produced the same fluttering butterflies, as the first time he kissed you underneath the moonlight at fourteen.

Back then, everything was perfect, the chill air in your faces as you ran with sand getting between your toes, you could still feel his timid hands and tender touch on your waist as you both shared a breathtaking kiss.

Your mother's words echoed - relationships don't last forever. You'd always dismissed her musings, attributing them to the bitterness stemming from your father's departure. But now, that thought held a glimmer of truth.

He was your soulmate, your solid backbone, he would hold the candles for you even if his arm grew weary, drawing strength from unimaginable places. Unseen pictures would fill his phone, capturing your candid moments, proudly setting you as his lock screen. One cherished memory stood out: a photo of you, pajama-clad, returning from a late-night ice cream run, a victorious smile on your face. You had lost a bet that day, darting to the store at 1 AM, just a street away from your building.

However, now everything appeared to be falling apart; the last picture in his gallery folder, titled 'I love, mine, mine, mine,' dated back to July, and it was already November. It contrasted the warmth of July with the chilling absence of recent affection.

Yearning for something to blame, tears seemed futile as memories replayed relentlessly, etched deep within your heart. Each sob felt like a painful reminder of the emptiness in the cold, desolate bed without him by your side. Staring at it blankly, your mind echoed the silent void, your chest tightening with every expelled breath.

Sleeping alone always felt unbearable. You reached for your phone, gazing at the lock screen displaying a snapshot of both of you in a summer pool. His outings with friends never bothered you; you accepted that he was now part of Barcelona's first team, and you weren't his priority. However, deep down, a simple goodnight message like "Sweet dreams, Pip, I love you" was all you silently longed for. Was it too much to ask from someone who claimed to love you?

The absence weighed heavily as you saw the clock strike 4 AM. This hour always induced a sense of dread, a time too late to sleep, opening the gates to wandering thoughts about life's choices. Moving to Barcelona for him might have been a hasty decision.

In Sevilla, there wasn't much to lose. Your little town overwhelmed you, especially under the weight of your living nightmare, your mother and her pursuit of perfection. That was until she married your toddler brother’s father, her focus shifted almost forgetting about your existence.

He was your escape from that suffocating environment. Initially, it felt liberating, but gradually, it became confining again. The cage expanded as you became his pillar while his name was in everyone’s mouth, especially girls who found him attractive. The weight of being his support, witnessing the attention he received, caused an internal storm. But he wouldn’t change you, right? Yet, the conflict brewed within, the tug-of-war between being the support he needed and holding onto your own identity.

You grew tired of waiting for him, tossing and turning in bed for ten minutes, before finally succumbing to sleep, cocooned in blankets to ward off the cold.

Abruptly opening your eyes, hours later, your body spasmed and your heart raced, reflecting the recent struggles with sleep these days. Observing to your side, relief washed over you; he lay there peacefully, an arm draped over your waist.

Tears welled in your eyes, a sense of loss filling your chest. Deeply in love, you realized your first waking thought was about him, albeit taking a negative turn.

What if I lose him? What if I lost the lighthouse in the middle of the sea? The uncertainty of the waters and the potential fall weighed heavily.

You wanted to get back to those times when you smiled as you landed your eyes, his body next to you, where blonde strands of messy hair framed his face and you delicately organized them while you talked and kissed every morning, staying in bed like an old married couple, feeling each other's warmth, laughter used to fill the air as he playfully booped your nose.

The weight of invisible hands squeezed your chest, making each breath a desperate gasp for air.

You didn't want to feel this anxiety; your breath became erratic. Rushing to the terrace, you breathed as if your mind forewarned a trailer of what has to be.

Struggling to regain control, your hands tightened on the cold railing, a reminder of the grounding reality you struggled to grasp.

Peering down, the height induced paralysis, intensifying your vertigo. "y/n, estás bien?" (are you okay?) His concerned voice, muffled and distant, struggled to penetrate the thick fog of panic, fear rooted you in place, afraid the floor would fall through if you made a step.

"Amor, háblame." (darling, talk to me) He approached, unsure. This panic attack was the first in years. His hand on your shoulder offered reassurance like an anchor, and you emerged from the state, meeting his gaze with your tear-stained eyes; he was still your gentleman. He was still yours.

And you needed to repeat it to stave off madness.

"Abrázame," (hug me) you whispered in a fragile plea. His arms enveloped you, he was the refuge that you needed; his familiar scent eased your breathing.

His head on yours, he sought to share his heartbeat, attempting to quell the sudden anxiety and the questions that haunted your mind. His furrowed brows hinted at his confusion, but conversation could wait. For now, it was about you. The one who never failed him; he couldn't fail you now.

When your body distended completely, he gently guided you back to bed. You clung to him, as if he could run away at any moment.

You walked to your side of the bed and he tucked you in like no one ever did before, leaving a sweet kiss on your forehead, an attempt to dissipate the negativity.

“What time is it?” you inquired, looking up at him.

“Six a.m., sleep. ok?” He stroked your head, and your eyes closed under the weight of fatigue. “I love you so much.”

Days passed after the incident. He chose not to ask more about the reason behind your anxiety, he decided to act as if everything was fine.

This didn't imply he lacked concern for you, but it certainly felt that way. His demeanor towards you was still unchanged.

Feelings unaddressed hung in the air, manifesting in the cold kisses and the superficial small talk that never deepened. But, in front of everyone, you maintained the façade, accepting compliments from everyone about your seemingly perfect relationship. Only if they knew the underlying truth…

Yet, you personally sensed his gradual withdrawal, a palpable feeling of him slipping through your fingers. The strain became evident as you found yourself having to repeat things that were important to you at least three times, only for him to continually forget. Or the lackluster pecks he gave you, making you feel pathetic.

Although feeling unwanted, you weren't a resentful person, so you would religiously sit in the stands at every game and witness how he gained fan's hearts with outstanding performances on the pitch, earning the title of man of one of the champions league matches and you loved how the stadium echoed his name as he made an incredible goal.

You found joy in his happiness, doing his thing with the team of his dreams. In that moment, your mind transported into a different time – those moments when you stood by his side, offering comfort during his moments of self-doubt, back when he believed his dreams would forever be just that – dreams.

His satisfaction meant the world to you. Meeting him as he emerged from the dressing room, already showered, you couldn't help but admire how his wet hair framed his face.

A big smile adorned his face as he approached you. Opening your arms, your bodies collided as he effortlessly lifted you spinning around, creating a whirlwind of laughter that filled the air.

Once he gently set you down, you couldn't contain your pride. Cupping his cheeks, you locked eyes with him. The sense of accomplishment and joy was overwhelming. Your lips met his in a deep, meaningful kiss – one that hadn't been shared in weeks, but in that moment, it felt like the perfect reunion.

You believed this moment marked a fresh start, a much-needed rejuvenation to propel you forward. That optimistic outlook, however, disintegrated after he bid you farewell at your apartment, scrolling through TikTok on your couch, a video of his post-match interview caught your eye, and an involuntary smile crept onto your face.

His voice echoed through the video, captivating in its beauty. The interviewer's final question lingered in the air, "Who are you going to celebrate this with?" Anticipating a mention of teammates, family, and you, you were bewildered as the final words left his mouth – your name conspicuously absent.

And in that instant, the realization struck: he hadn't kept his promise to do a heart gesture to include you in his celebration either. But you decided to let it slide; perhaps it was the adrenaline coursing through his veins that caused him to forget, and you were willing to overlook it.

You turned on the TV to avoid your thoughts. He no longer watched movies with you, and lately, the time you spent together felt like his phone held more allure than anything you did to catch his attention.

Without even mentioning that he wasn't fucking you lately, offering excuses of exhaustion from training or unexpectedly halting any progress when things got heated and leaving your folds wet.

But still, your mouth stayed shut, justifying every action. What you didn't know is that only one drop was missing in the glass before it overflowed �� the last straw.

And eventually, the bomb exploded in the least suitable scenario. You stood by his side, his arm around your waist, desperately wanting to take his hand out and shout your feelings in front of everyone.

You didn't want to be there; you longed to be at home with your fluffy cat, who offered more comfort than Fermín did in these past months.

He was so smooth about it, engrossed in the conversation with his friends, seemingly oblivious to your distress. You whispered in his ear that you needed to get home, you weren’t feeling at your best, the strobe lights blinding you, the music pulsating louder than your heartbeat. It felt like water was reaching your nose, and you feared you'd stop breathing any moment.

Yet, you stayed, like a naive girl striving to make everything perfect for her lovely gentleman. But was still that gentleman who put you above all else?

The voices and laughter from his friends overwhelmed you. While you genuinely liked them and had never encountered an issue before, this night seemed a challenge you couldn't survive.

Your gaze darted around, hoping for a savior amid the sea of faces. But there was no one.

The air seemed to get thinner, and your chest constricted, as if locked in a slowly tight embrace. The blue dress discomforting your skin, felt like an additional layer of confinement, fantasizing to shed not only the fabric but also the skin beneath.

It was as if transparent walls were materializing around you, and this was the moment to escape a place to which you didn't belong, feeling like a misplaced puzzle piece, you watched him again with pleading eyes, silently urging him to notice you.

“Fer, really, I need to go home.” You whispered, careful not to let his friends overhear. He scanned your gestures, it took him a few seconds to realize that something about you was off. You wish he had seen it earlier.

Everything he did was later than you needed it, when he did the things, you have already fixed yourself into the uncomfortable.

“Okay, let's go.” He nodded and he finally took out his hand off your waist, allowing a momentary exhale. Greetings were exchanged with his friends and you reciprocated, not wanting to show an impolite image.

Almost running, your feet propelled you outside of the disco, pushing people out of your way, without waiting for Fermín.

The doors swung shut behind you, plunging the abrupt silence upon your ears. Relief washed over you.

Closing your eyes, you took deep breaths. You needed to hold yourself like the grown woman you were and not cry. As the doors swung open and closed again, you turned to find Fermín, a frown etched across his face.

“Why didn't you wait for me?” his voice held a trace of anger, making you shiver. Realizing the street wasn't the place for such a conversation, you began walking towards the car, your feet aching from the high heels worn that night.

He hurried to catch up, the tension palpable. When the car alarm reached your ears, signaling it was unlocked, you opened the door and entered as quickly as you could.

Sitting there, attempting to adjust to sudden silence, you sensed his presence beside you.

Leaning back into the headrest, you brought your hands on your face.

He started talking again. “What's going on you?” you hesitated to face him, reluctant to confront those expressive brown eyes you memorized like the back of your hand.

As he insisted again to hear a response, anger got to your head. Without warning, you exploded, all the carefully restrained words meant to preserve your relationship pouring into a torrent.

“I'm just so damn exhausted! I feel like I'm invisible. I ache to be seen, to matter in your eyes again. I’ve been here, baring my soul, and it feels like you're a million miles away.” Your scream echoed, tears smudging your makeup. You saw the weight of his actions settling on him as his eyes reflected comprehension. A sob escaped your lips, he stood frozen. “I'm just asking you to hear me, to truly see me, and realize that I'm shattering inside because I've already fought too much alone for the person who I thought I would marry.”

He shook his head, a boy who had always the right words now seemed that they left their mind, leaving him defenseless. A hesitant pause filled the car.

Lips parted, but the sentences seemed to dissipate before finding form. It was as if they were navigating a maze of thoughts, searching for the right words to offer comfort or understanding, yet coming up empty-handed.

You got tired of waiting, you've been doing it for such a long time, you almost felt old. But if he just opened his mouth, you knew you would forgive him. “Let's go home.” You whispered, disappointed about a man who you were calling the love of your life.

He gripped the steering wheel and hit the road. Memories flooded back of the anecdotes shared in that white car, now slipping through your fingers like ash.

You pondered the absence of rain, almost expecting the heavens to open up. Wasn't it obligatory for the sky to weep when something magical began succumbing to rationalism?

When you arrived at the house, he finally was able to speak. “I'm so sorry for everything that I caused you.” He didn't know if physical contact would be well received from you. So he gripped even more the steering wheel, needing to make something with his hands, getting out the tension.

“What happened to us, Fer?” your heart-wrenching question hitting him. You were already talking in past tense.

There wasn't an exit for this situation, and he knew that. He wished he could build a time travel machine and make everything alright, fix the first mistake that led to this big snow ball that was making an avalanche. “I-I don't know.”

“I think I'm coming back to Sevilla.” you confessed, stepping out of the car. Your headache due to the tears that you've been letting out and your eyes were puffy.

As you stood outside the car, the quiet suburban street provided a bleak contrast to the storm raging within your emotions.

Fermín, still gripping the steering wheel, searched for words that could somehow mend the gashes that had formed between you two. The realization of the inevitable distance settled on him like a heavy cloak.

“I never meant for it to come to this,” he finally uttered, voice heavy with remorse. “I let things slip away, and I can't forgive myself for that.”

You, caught between the pain and the need for resolution, gazed at him with a mixture of sorrow and longing. The familiar surroundings of the neighborhood seemed to transform into a backdrop for the end of something significant. You already knew you were never coming back here.

In the distance, a streetlamp flickered, casting intermittent shadows on the pavement. You took a deep breath, the chill in the air stinging your lungs, and said, “Sometimes, we have to go back to move forward.”

His eyes, filled with regret, met yours. “Is there anything I can do to make things right?”

But the answer remained unsaid, it wouldn't be fair to give him instructions and keep rowing and carrying him while he was just there. Wounds were already too deep and your energy was drained.

You turned away, the distance between Sevilla and this quiet street growing smaller in comparison to the emotional gap that now separated you two.

The door creaked shut, marking the end of a chapter that perhaps, in the unfathomable depths of your heart you didn't want to admit that you anticipated it.

In the solitude of your apartment, surrounded by echoes of shared laughter and the ghost of a love that once flourished, you confronted the daunting task of rebuilding your world. The faint glow from the streetlamp outside cast a melancholic light on the remnants of what was.

Fermín, still parked, felt the shared years withering in the blink of an eye, something you had been discerning for a torturing amount of time. The engine hummed softly, an averse companion to the lingering regret in the air. As he drove away, the distance between your hearts seemed insurmountable.

You watched as Blaugrana, your Calico fluffy cat, approached you unawarely of everything surrounding her, you sat on the wooden floor with her purring next to you. The sparkle of her collar made you remember how your life was bound to be lived with Fermín forever, in that collar your initials were carved. You didn't want to fall back to this cruel reality.

You even commanded yourself to religion to save your relationship, months before. Night after night, you poured the essence of your yearning into prayers addressed to Aphrodite, beseeching her to weave the threads of love and passion back into your relationship, to restore its former glory. Each whispered plea carried the weight of your sincere desire, a desperate hope that the goddess of love might heed your call and guide your connection to the blissful days of yore.

But even that didn't work. And you realized the hug of what you thought would be a fresh start unraveled into the deceptive clarity of terminal lucidity. Now you would hear the eternal melancholic tone of the complete loss of vital signs. Forever.

[rpdepartment]

ROLEPLAYING  GLOSSARY

new words might be hard to understand right away if you’re new... here’s some basic glossary to help getting started! some are more obvious than others, of course, but i know lots of people who might be confused, especially people who don’t speak english as their first language, so i figured it’s better to write down any “important” words

this list might be updated every now and then!!!

A

activity: the abount of time spent on a specific blog. it can be high, medium, low, or even lead to hiatus or semi-hiatus

affiliates: blog canons who tend to be tied together

archived: an archived blog is what remains of a blog no longer used, but that the player prefers not to delete. The blog might’ve been remade, so always check!

AU: alternate universe, when the story setting changes completely. 

C

canon-divergent: a blog that follows canon only to a certain extent, making significant enough changes to distance itself from the original version of the character

crack: silly posts, more often than not out of character, meta and meant to be jokes. crack intreactions are generally considered non-canon for the blog

D

dash commentary: in-character comments about what’s currently happening on dash, like other characters’ thread or replies to asks

DNI: do not interact; a list of people or blogs you don’t want to interact with, for a reason or another

double: people who play as the same character

E

event: a roleplay event is, for lack of better terms, an event that lasts for a generally specified amount of time, that involves a handful of characters to the whole dash. examples of events could be working together to save someone from another muse, or simply partecipating to a holiday ball

exclusive: a blog who doesn’t roleplay or ship with doubles of certain muses, since they already have mains who play them.

F

FC: faceclaim, the face used to represend a character, usually OCs

G

godmodding: any form of cheating to win an argument or a fight, usually involving metagaming or ignoring the partner’s actions to succeed. an example of godmodding could be the good ol’ “it’s an hologram” thread

H

hard block: blocking someone permanently

hiatus: a blog on hiatus means that the player isn’t going to be around for a long amount of time, generally unspecified

HUB: when someone makes secondary blogs to roleplay with, they usually keep their primary blog (the one they use to follow others) as a HUB where they can redirect others to all their other blogs

I

IC: in character; what your character says

icon: small images used to represend your characters’ expressions

interest checker: a post, or a google sheet, people ask to like, comment or fill up to see if they’re interested interacting with a certain character or blog. 

M

magic anon: anons of bygone eras, who cast “spells” on muses in their askbox for a specified amount of time. for example, a magic anon could “transform” your character into a cat for a week, and expects you to roleplay the situation accordingly

main: a RP partner with who the player interacts with more often; some mains can be or become exclusives

meta: metagaming, playing in character using knowledge the characters themselves don’t know, but the player do. it’s the RP equivalent of knowing how to deal with a boss in a game because you watched a walkthrough, making your character break the fourth wall and godmod to win

moved: a blog that was remade, usually either reusing the same URL or keeping a post with a link to the remade blog, leaving behind an archived blog

muse: the character you play as

musing: sentences, prose or lyrics, often written in stylistic manners, that represent the muse’s feelings, thoughts, relationships and history ( you can find a lot of them here )

mun: the player. this is you!!!

mutual: someone you follow, and who follows you back. a lot of blog are mutuals-only, meaning they’ll roleplay only with people they follow and who follows them back

O

OOC: out of character; when the mun talks. the opposite of IC

P

para/multipara: long threads, written in paragraphs

permanent starter call: generally speaking, permanent starter calls are posts the mun asks others to like or comment to make sure they’re “allowed” to send asks, interact, dashcomment or mention in other threads

promo: a post where the players promote their blog and their character, where they often give an idea of who the character they play as is, very basic rules and links to rules and about pages. please reblog those if you want to interact with them

prompt: also called ask memes or sentence starters, posts with a bunch of pre-made sentences used to break the ice and send as asks. they can be both in character and out of character ( you can find a lot of them here )

R

reblog karma: when someone reblogs a prompt, it’s common courtesy to send them something before reblogging the same prompt, or at least wait a few minutes and then reblog from the source

RP: roleplay

RPC: roleplay community, the “main” fandom you’re roleplaying with

rules password: a word or sentence left in the rules page of a blog, meant to be sent to prove the mun you read their rules. while the trend died down and even those who leave passwords generally agree that it isn’t something you’re forced to send, a lot of people at least notify their partner that they read their rules

S

semi-hiatus: a blog on hiatus means that the player isn’t going to be around very often for a long amount of time, generally unspecified

selectivity: depending on a mun’s selectivity, it means how open they are to play with new people, or non-mutuals. non-selective blogs are open to anyone to join, semi-selective blogs are much more reserved, being much more open to mutuals and people you know, while selective blogs are more often than not mutuals only and tend to have mains or even exclusive partners. someone being selective doesn’t mean they will never roleplay with you, and someone who’s non-selective isn’t automatically better than others. decide how selective you are with your blog based on nothing but your own comfort

softblock: blocking and unblocking someone in your follower list, not blocking them completely but still making sure they don’t follow you . A lot of mutuals-only blogs prefer to softblock people they don’t follow anymore

starter: the first post in a thread

starter call: a post muns ask others to generally like or comment if they want a starter for their muse. they usually have a specified limit

T

tag dump: the list of tags the mun uses in their blog, often to help people finding specific kind of threads (like ships and crack), or to make sure tumblr saves the most elaborate ones expect tumblr to not save them and remake the tag dump a few times

thread: the interactions between two (or more) muses

V

VC: voiceclaim, the voice used to represend a character

[merrock]

Good morning, Merrockites! Today was our last holiday activity check, meaning that moving forward, the following standards are expected to be met by all writers in the group:

each character must reply to two threads every week.

those two threads must be to two different characters.

& it would be great if those two characters were written by two different writers.

The activity check schedule will always be posted here to this page. Checks are done Friday mornings, although they are put together on Thursdays. Therefore, if you are only active in the last 24 hours before check, you may get a notification that you were tagged -- if you do not see your name on check, please ignore this! it's a 'ghost tag.' Unfollows are done Monday evenings at 11PM (ish). If you are unfollowed, you have 48 hours to reclaim your role, which can be done up to 3 times before you are asked to reapply.

Some things that we want you guys to keep in mind in regards to activity and checks and what we are looking for:

only activity counts as activity. Social media posts, gifts, tasks, photo sets, etc. do not count towards activity, only interactions.

creating an open starter no longer counts as activity.

creating closed threads does (as we are assuming you've plotted with someone!), and replying to opens does as long as it is not your only activity (meaning you continue on the thread!)

You are responsible for your own activity. Some people find it helpful to use a tracker, others are just very diligent with checking activity notifications or keeping an eye on dash: find what works for you. Avoid bubbling, if you need more threads on someone, reach out to another writer and say hey, let's plot. Be mindful that people rely on you, so it's important to not drop or ignore threads (it's okay if you need to work on something for a plot, or have a lot of muse, as long as you're still doing your other threads). The way that you treat other players & your threads is going to determine how they respond to you, remember that.

Hopefully, this serves as a little refresher heading out of the holiday and into the rest of the year! If you ever have any questions, please don't hesitate to ask me. xx

[shiningliive]

Live Emotion Tap Spaces

A too long post on the Live Emotion preview clip only having two touch icons:

I've seen mixed reponses. Some people are happy to see a more accesible layout that is less likely to cause hand and wrist damage from long/frequent play sessions, and some are dissapointed and fearful that it might be too slow or too basic.

I'd take an educated guess that what we're seeing in this clip is an 'easy' difficulty, with higher levels hopefully having at least a faster speed. When comparing this clip to the easy difficulty of Shining Romance on SL, both are nearly identical with 11-12 taps within 8-9 seconds.

It's hard to say how I feel about it so far without seeing more footage. Personally, I think at least 4 would be ideal but I can't say until more footage is revealed. It's certainly possible there are more tap spaces in higher difficulties, or the higher speed and potentially more gesture options would make up for it.

Here are some other rhythm games with similar amounts of touch spaces. I've tried to link higher diffulty levels to show the potential:

Love Live All Stars - Very similar layout to Live Emotion with two tap icons, however there are also some notes that have to be swiped in the direction indicated which I think could be implemented in higher difficulties in LE. Also has a mode with less distracting bg visuals (that is customisable with unlockable backgrounds) which I am also currently hoping to be a toggle in LE.

Aikatsu - This I believe is a two player mode that is being played solo, but it does show another example of a 2 touch icon UI. I think it's also played with a controller, but its easy to imagine the arrows as directional sliding gestures as well. Aikatsu has a slightly younger demographic, so it makes sense if the beatmaps skew a bit simpler.

Idolish 7 and I-Chu - Both with four tap icons.

Then of course you have games like Bpro and SIF that have a similar high amount of tap icons to Shining Live. There are also some with similar functionality but different look, like Show By Rock, D4DJ, Project Sekai, and Hypmic.

And for more varied rhythm gameplay styles, but to highlight the potential of different gesture types, you have:

King of Prism - Tapping and making certain swipe gestures as they skate through hoops. This and some others linked also have segments where you trace shapes on the screen at certain parts of a song, or whena gauge fills up.

Te to Te Connect - Arcade game with beatmaps that encourage copying the movements on screen. These sort of swiping and tracing shape movements are especially interesting to me but I dont know if we'd see something like that in LE.

Muse Dash - A different style of rhythm game to what we've seen so far from LE, but there may be something in there to inspire you.

Fit Boxing - Again very different and doesnt really translate to touch screen, but while holding a joycon the player does different types of punches and movements corresponding to the icons.

Osu - A classic, with its icons taking up the screen in various patterns rather than staying in set positions, this is also something I dont expect to see in LE, but is a fun gameplay style. Osu also has a large spinning wheel that shows up occasionally for a short period of time, and has to be spun in circles very quickly.

All that to say, who knows what we're in for. I would prefer a few more touch icons, but even if harder difficulties still only have 2 I think its possible to get a fun and difficult game out of it if theyre fast enough, and have various tap gestures to keep it intersting and engaging (tap, hold, spin, multi-tap, swipe up/down/left/right etc).

Lets wait and see what the next game reveals showcase.

[krovscastlerpg]

Please reblog this list of anons in order to participate in the event. For players with multiple characters, please only reblog these posts ONCE on your main character account and tag your other participating character accounts in the caption below in order to avoid spamming the dash with the reblogged M!A lists.

Remember to send out anons to other players participating too!

Rule #63: Muse has been physically transformed into the female version of themselves. The effect lasts for 72 hours.

Leather: Muse must wear a leash and collar, becoming extremely horny as a result. If another mun sends this off anon, the muse must be their character’s slave for the duration and do whatever they ask. The effect lasts for 48 hours.

Hate Fuck: Muse has this sudden and deep desire to fuck the person they hate the most or whoever anon specifies to be the target of the muse's newfound ire for them. Hey, passion is passion, whether it's loathing or loving. The effect lasts for 24 hours.

Role Reversal: Muse's personality becomes the complete opposite of how they usually are. Hard-working becomes lazy, a kind person becomes mean, someone patient would be short-tempered, good becomes evil, and so on. The effect lasts for 48 hours.

Roleplay: Muse is now dressed in a sexy costume and can’t remove it. This can be specified by the anon or chosen by the mun. The longer they are dressed that way the more they take on the persona of what they are dressed as. The effect lasts for 24 hours.

Take It Off: Muse takes off an article of clothing every time their name is said. They can’t put their clothing back on for one hour after removing it. The effect lasts for 24 hours. 

Unlucky: Muse is plagued with some seriously bad luck. The effect lasts for 48 hours. 

Weathervane Mood: Muse's emotions now dictate the weather around them. Feeling sad might cause dark clouds and a downpour, anger could create wild thunderstorms and winds, happiness would bring on sunny and warm days, etc. The effect lasts for 24 hours.

Say My Name: Muse will have a sudden orgasm every time someone says their name. The effect lasts for 48 hours. 

Honest Abe: Muse is unable to tell lies and will be forced to speak the truth with any question they’re asked. The effect lasts for 24 hours. 

Freaky Friday: Muse has swapped bodies with another character of anon’s choosing (both muns of the characters involved must agree to this FC swap before answering anon on the dash). The effect lasts for 48 hours.

Irresistible: There’s just something about the muse today. Anyone who comes across the muse will be unable to control themselves. No matter who they are or how they feel, they’ll be compelled to try to get some personal time with the muse. And it’s not for an interview. The effect lasts for 24 hours. 

Bound: Muse will be physically chained/handcuffed to [anon decides] and can't break free until the spell ends. The effect lasts for 48 hours.

Mask Off: Oh no! Does your muse have a human disguise hiding their true form? Not any more! Any disguise hiding a supernatural’s true form is now broken with no way for the character to restore it until the spell ends. The effect lasts for 72 hours. 

Bleeding Out: Anon specifies a sudden injury that can be anything from as minor as a paper cut to something more severe and life-threatening that manifests on the targeted muse's body. If anon doesn't specify an injury and the muse already possesses healed scars, those scars will rip open fresh as the day they were received. Muse will not die (even though they may feel like it) from these wounds and will heal back to normal once the spell ends. The effect lasts for 24 hours.

Body Mod: Muse has a specific physical trait changed, added, or removed by anon’s choice (eye color, height, scars, hair length or color, size, etc.). Anon can request anything as minor or as weird as they like. The effect lasts for 48 hours. 

Spring Fever: Muse, regardless of their species, has been afflicted with the stereotypical symptoms of the common cold –– sneezing, coughing, congestion, runny/stuffy nose, chills, headache, fever, etc. Muse can only recover once the spell ends. The effect lasts for 24 hours.

Kinky Boots: Muse is now dressed in some sort of fetishwear (crossdressing, bondage gear, chastity devices, body harnesses, anything leather or latex or other material, etc.) either at the anon’s specification or left to the mun’s choosing and can’t remove it. The longer they are dressed this way the more aroused they’ll feel. The effect lasts for 72 hours. 

Flesh: Muse is insatiably horny and sensitive as if their whole body has become an erogenous zone. They also crave rough sex (being thrown/throwing their partner against a wall, biting, scratching, etc.). May need repeated rounds until feeling satisfied. The effect lasts for 48 hours. 

It’s Not the Midas Touch: Everyone that the muse touches will have a sudden (terribly timed) orgasm. Oops? The effect lasts for 24 hours. 

Species Change: Muse now has all the traits and abilities of a different species specified by the sender. Unspecified can be left up to the receiver to decide at random. The effect lasts for 48 hours.

[p1ayer120]

#현주 an independent portrayal of  JEONG HYUNJU , from 𝚜𝚚𝚞/𝚒𝚍 𝚐𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝟸.  semi-show canon and extremely hc based. mature themes, spoilers, and potential triggers will be present.  ( MINORS + PERSONALS DNI )   A  COMPREHENSIVE  STUDY  IN:  sought comfort, the monetary chase, fighting for what's right, choosing self, falling into the depths of a foreboding atmosphere ... /// perfected by 𝐸𝐸𝑅𝐼𝐸. 21+. they/she/ mixed korean. if you're a personal blog, i am immediately blocking.

affiliated w. @player456 ,

NOTE: this is a side-blog, apart of a hub of muses. follows back from mythsung. more important notes under the cut.

[ 001 ] : other themes to be present involve mentions of death, corpse reanimation, bugs, etc. THERE ARE CERTAIN MUSES DERIVING FROM HORROR SETTINGS : vampires, zombies/corpses, entities; including but not limited to japanese horror: ringu, and other potential medias i may explore. i will generally tag things with tw , cw , etc. personals and minors DNI, immediate block.

[ IMPORTANT ] : i've had terrible experiences from the squid game fandom in the past and i wasn't even in it. i'm mixed korean american, and as a pointer to new blogs, all i ask is you remain mindful and do your research. if i see a blog, esp writing characters like kang sae byeok and kang no eul ( both intermix with north korean backgrounds ) i again, am going to hope you're respectful and mindful about it. if you don't, i'll try to have a convo, otherwise i'm blocking.

WHILE THE ACTOR IS NOT TRANS, i am still using park sung hoon as a faceclaim. this was under fire, but i would also like to ask everyone to be mindful of the culture, how lgbtqia+ are treated and how exactly the treatment for anyone in that group goes in south korea. its dangerous, should they have asked actors who weren't out, and it's not against the writer or director for choosing someone who isn't trans. the story itself is the strongest i've seen, and i hope will bring more light to being open to these castings. read more here.

SECOND.

*please note: I am not opposed to writing against the characters portrayed by these face claims : I AM NOT COMFORTABLE with writing against these faceclaims because of the allegations.

face claims:

li jin-wook ( sweet home, squid game ) /apist who sued his victim for defamation while admitting she did not give consent : sources. sources. player 246, Gyeong seok. immediate block if you use the fc.

[  002  ]  :  i'm going to keep things low-key here , but basically BASIC RP ETTIQUITE IS EXPECTED. any form of hate, bigotry or nonsense will not be tolerated, at this point I feel it's pretty stark on what that entails. any form of racism, anti-semitic, ableism, aggressive posting / duplicate bashing, vaguing , petty callout posts. any gross behavior , please do not bring any of it to my blog. I will also often remove myself from things that make me uncomfortable and soft/block for my comfort. if i do unfollow i always softblock , this rarely every happens, but please do not approach me asking why.

[  003  ]  : the easiest way to write w me:   continue prompts i've answered , turning them into threads. or alternatively, I will reblog anything you answer as a thread if muse strikes. spam me with memes / prompts! i always say this but , there's no expiration date to anything i reblog. if you want to interact , sending memes is the easiest way. i like to keep a small following , focusing on a dash with those who i can see myself writing with, which means I won't always follow back. this is not meant to be taken as serious as it sounds, i just genuinely cannot write with everyone , i hope you understand. i can sometimes be slow with replies. if i owe, i truly don't mind being reminded.

[  005  ]  : shipping isn't necessary to write with me, however i'm always open to the idea of different ships, as well as platonic connections.  i can't ship instantly even if we're writing muses that have a connection. i'm heavily plot based and that includes shipping. i prefer to talk about our muses in depth before considering whether or not the chemistry is there, but this isn't a ship -driven blog.

[veilflame]

i just. want to write something in the matter of shipping because it's something that's just so weird and particular to me. also goes in the direction of memes and so on.

This will be a longer post. I will probably link it somewhere but. Yeah.

So. I love shipping as much as anyone. However, ships are not really a focus on my blog, and it has several reasons. tl;dr: I am afraid to seem like a force-shipper and muses need to vibe well before I (seriously) ship.

Female muses, especially OCs ( or semi-OCs, when it comes to player character muses ), always have this horrible reputation of wanting ships, forcing ships, and only wanting to play if they have ships with their faves. Oddly enough, that's rarely the case for male muses, which is already a bit off-putting in general. I could go on and write how off-putting that is, but that's for a different day. For me, that's a big source of anxiety when I follow blogs that either play the LI from the games, or have said LI on their multimuse roster, as I seriously shy away from even interacting with those muses and if, only sending them the most neutral memes. That, in turn, also causes my anxiety to rise when it comes to other ships and attempting other ships that I may find interesting.

My stance on shipping furthermore is very chemistry-based, but I like to try around and play around with options. When I see a shipping call on the dash, I, as mentioned in 1), fear that it might be seen as overly aggressive and shipping focused ( yes, it doesn't make sense ) but I also... really don't like it discussing and planning a ship when there hasn't been anything there. I mean, we can plan around as much as we want, but if the muses don't really vibe IC ( and I can be very particular about that ) in a romantic sense, I really want to break it off. And I also don't want to make promises that I can't fulfill.

Also, only speaking for Ashara — she is very flirty. She will want to hit on your muse, flirt around a bit, maybe express interest not in dialogue but her thoughts, but that does not mean I want to ship directly, and I do not expect you to... dig in directly. Or at all. However, this may be misconstrued as me wanting to ship and even worse, wanting to force a ship. I don't. She doesn't. If there is a spark and they both vibe, then we can discuss it.

Finally, memes. I will write another post about memes, but just in short - I often see memes as separate from the canon and treat them as fun writing exercises. Meaning, everything is possible. I like to send shippy stuff. I like to receive shippy stuff. That doesn't mean that I want to pursue a ship ( if you don't want to ).

In short. I'm just vibing and feeling out and mostly an anxious mess when it comes to expressing interest in a ship.

[syrupspinner]

top 10 most anticipated indie games!

in no particular order, not affiliated with any of em, etc etc

of the Devil

so, funny story. i had some fanart of this game set as my phone background when i went to get a new phone. check it out here! anyway, the cleric who only really plays ff14 looked at it and went "woah, what's that? it looks like danganronpa." and i was like. yeah buddy! sure does! then, of course, i began proselytizing, about how the game's demo did an amazing job at establishing not only the game's wonderfully directed art style, with the ui and the music and everything else working together to make a perfectly opressive cyberpunk atmosphere, but how the writing of the mystery and morgans character is so intriguing and compelling and auuuugh i wanna play this fucking game dude. i love morgans smile i hope she makes me eat a bomb

2. UNBEATABLE

so imagine muse dash, but instead of high-contrast anime girls and dubious dlc practices, it's just punk as fuck. theres nothing i can say about the game other than linking the side-story/demo and telling you to just go with the flow and dig the vibes. the soundtrack rocks hard, and the visuals are so well done. everything looks like a poster collage for a garage band youve never heard of. also the trailer for the full game showed off a graffiti mechanic and thats all i need

3. Demonschool

i talked about demonschool a lot back in my nextfest post, and my thoughts havent changed at all. im a slut for strategy rpgs, and a big reason for that is i like planning my moves in advance and seeing what the best use of all my ally's abilities are. so the game's mechanic of the shared ability meter that you use for multiple moves over one turn, plus the ability to rewind moves before committing to them, AND the high level of combo potential in everything's interactivity? pumped as hell. there was recently a dev update about how you can light yourself on fire and spread that damage to the environment with every attack if that helps sell you

4. Roman Sands RE:Build

i dont need to say shit. just look at it. LOOK at it. this is so ridiculously catered to my tastes on presentation alone that i cant even come up with a hyperbolic simile. its y2k dreamcast beach artstyle, its time loop with routing optimization, its arbitrary celestial puzzle with unexplained mechanics, its stupid gomotion noodle people, its abstract nonsense that is actively and literally hostile towards the player for trying to understand it. im gonna CUM dude

5. Sorry We're Closed

how often do you see a fixed-camera shooter about a woman with three eyes? the fucking atmosphere, man. even from the demo i can tell that a la mode knows what theyre doing. i love how there isnt like, a limit or meter on your third eye, thats something i can easily see another game doing. but the downsides of only being able to hurt enemies in range AND having to aim at their weak spots is already a good balance to encourage you to switch it up. its so deliciously frictional that you have to go in first person to attack anything, and theres a delay when you do it so youve gotta be really cautious and defensive. and oh man, the cleaver enemy! that was so tense, and so much of that was from the expert audio design that made it so unclear how close he is or where exactly he is, just that hes getting closer. im gonna lose my shit about this game when the full thing drops. fun fact: this releases tomorrow, so this is literally the last day that i can post this. oops!

6. .45 PARABELLUM BLOODHOUND

how often do you see a fixed-camera shooter about a woman with three eyes? ive never played parasite eve, which this is purported to be a spiritual successor to, but the action seems really interesting. sukeban's website explains it like this: "you move and dodge in real time while you wait for an Action bar to fill at a speed determined by character and weapon stats. Once that’s done you can then stop time and plan your offensive". that sounds stupidly fun. judging by the trailers and shit, theres gonna be a big focus on combo chains and your character having multiple attacks she can switch between, but theres not much i can really say about that until theres a demo or something.

7. YIIK: A Postmodern RPG (Update I.V)

i know an update is cheating a bit, but ackk studios considers it to be a thorough enough reimagining that it almost constitutes a sequel. if you havent played the demo then you should give it a shot. my only experience with yiik before it was secondary, through discussions and lets play compilations, and i was totally blown away. the combat was totally reworked, so instead of those repetitive and drawn-out minigames its a way more engaging system where you can use "karta" as defensive shields with passive buffs or sacrifice them for spells. its one of those things that sounds weird and complicated when you explain it, but in gameplay it just kinda clicks. it also seemed to double down on he surrealism and abstract psychological themes, which is my fucking jam. i think missed potential is the worst flaw something can have, so hearing that yiik is growing into its most flawless form is exciting as hell

8. FreeJack Online

unfortunately, i found out about this game about a month after its last online playtest. the dev's discord says they wont reopen unless they find a publisher, and theyre not sure if thats gonna happen reasonably soon. but secondhand, this game looks like a killer time. you guys know im super into this hip hop skatepunk urban style, so even if the gameplay is total shit ill still be all over the ost and character design. but this gameplay doesnt look like shit! you build up trick combos and that contributes to your speed as you parkour around and try to win races. its been a while since ive sunk myself in a competitive online game and i think thisll be what gets me back into it, someday

9. Hyper Light Breaker

yknow im kinda surprised this list hasnt been more roguelikes considering how much i play em. hlb looks like its aiming for an interesting combo of roguelike and open-world, and im really interested in how that shakes out. the combat looks like a really good transition of the speedy high-stakes fighting from hld into 3d. im really hopeful for this game, especially everything heart machine is going through with gearbox and the fanbase backlash for the delays.

10. The Hundred Line -Last Defense Academy-

im saying this counts as indie because im in denial. so, i mentioned how the phone clerk guy was a danganronpa fan, right? he played all the mainline games, and even got into zero escape looking for more (he played VLR before 999? lmao) but he had no idea what too kyo games was. never heard of Death Come True, or Akudama Drive, or World's End Club, or Rain Code, or Tribe Nine. really goes to show how much publicity matters, huh? anyway, in case you couldnt tell, i am a 'fan' of danganronpa. theres a lot you could say about it, like how the writing is juvenile and contrarian and how it consistently struggles to write unpredictable mysteries despite this and also how kodaka just fundamentally fails at writing minorities and the pacing issues and flat characters and... you get it. but its never boring. and considering they officially hired the guy who wrote the spin-off novel where kirigiri gets cloned into a houseplant, i feel like its just gonna get less boring from here

look at this shit. im along for the ride at this point

[montecristohq]

𝐎𝐂𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝟔𝐓𝐇 — 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘯𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦

DAY TWO comes to a close . with their nerves somewhat calmed after the awful events that culminated upon their arrival , the group decides to kick off their long-awaited film the same way the original trip ended : a bonfire . friendly company , cheap booze , a smorgasbord of s'mores , and , of course , a few good scary stories — it's the perfect start to their week-long stay . but , as the booze flows and excitement grows , space for less than stellar ideas weasels its way into their minds .

surprisingly , it's ISLA who announces that a ouija board is tucked neatly within her other belongings , and , soon enough , the group has migrated from the fire to her and KODY'S cabin . the group , as usual , is split on the matter . some simply see it as a fun time , others wonder what entities within the ghost town will be drawn out , and the rest have no interest in partaking at all . the players vs the watchers . in a matter of minutes , despite strong arguments from the group skeptics , candles are lit , the board is laid out , and those partaking are circled around with their hands hovering at the ready .

there's no turning back .

happy halloweeen to our favorite gaggle of ghouls <3 this drop will take place over discord and tumblr dash , separated into two different events . the discord event will be the ouija board , while the dash will be the bonfire .

on DASH , you’re welcome to do threads ( & group threads of 3+ people ) that take place at camp or its general vicinity . use this time to build or flesh out relationships , explore , or investigate . nowhere is off limits , not even other muses cabins .

on DISCORD , we will follow a similar format to last time while also mixing in elements of the group chat . first, your muse must decide if they want to be a player or a watcher . from there , it will operate similarly to the gc ; there will be no writing order , and everyone can have there muses interject , act , re-act at any time ( adding to the natural chaos of the situation ) . the narrator bot will also add context here and there to keep the story moving , as well as determining and explaining the outcomes of any ability rolls .

should anyone have any questions , you know where to find us :)

this event will start NOVEMBER 1ST and go until TBD . please have all current threads wrapped up & finished by 11:59pm , OCTOBER 31ST .

[lcftyambiticons-archive]

RULES.

GNEREAL

25+ ONLY. This blog is written by an adult for other adults, so please act accordingly.

I'm careful about how I curate my online space. The block button and I are besties. Muns who engange in OOC drama, OOC bigotry and LGBTQA+ phobia of any kind, callout posts, OOC political discourse will be blocked on sight. I also tend to steer clear of writers who have lots of DNIs or triggers.

This blog is anti-censorship. Fiction =/= reality. If you don't like someone's content, block them. Protecting your online space is a mature thing to do, and I promise I'll 100% support that. What's NOT okay is trying to police adults on what to write on their blogs (go touch some grass).

Triggers you may encounter on this blog: violence, murder, abuse, gore, monsters, gaslighting, manipulation, cults, canon-typical fantasy racism and overall offensive / problematic themes. Triggers won't always be tagged. If you're triggered by any of these, this blog isn't for you. I love angst and exploring dark content!! If you have any triggers, let me know.

Communication is key! <3 Writing is so much more fun if the muns get along. I promise, I don't bite!!

INTERACTION

This is a private blog simply because I can't spread myself too thin. I'm particularly selective when it comes to mumu-blogs featuring muses from fandoms outside the DnD / BG3 verse. If I follow you, I have read your rules and want to interact! Don't be shy <3 I will also assume that if you follow me back, you're fine with me sending you memes / tagging you in starters / sliding into your IMs to plot.

Personals are welcome to follow, but no touchy my RP stuff.

If you're a RP blog, I'd love it if you follow with the intention of interacting. Also, if you followed me first, I'd appreciate it if you reached out first to start things off — I'll do my best to do the same! I feel like this approach makes it easier to get interactions going.

If we're not mutuals: You're welcome to send headcanon and plot-idea asks! If I can take on another thread, I'll let you know. <3

Formatting: For accessibility reasons, I won't follow if you use spaced out words and punctuation, all caps or all lowercase (for entire paragraphs).

MEMES. YES! If you want to continue a meme, go right ahead!

Plotting: Hmu with a plot idea anytime! I'm not a fan of plotting out every detail, but Lorroakan is a particularly uncooperative muse. Having a general idea of where we want this to go really helps to keep the ball rolling, even if we end up going in a different direction!

SHIPPING / RELATIONSHIPS

This blog is multiship, male lean. Fair warning; Lorroakan isn't particularly interested in romance or sex, and he's a prick. I'm open to shipping, BUT ships will most likely be toxic / one-sided, particularly with Rolan (with the potential to develop into something wholesome over time!), and slow burn. By slow I mean glacial. In most cases, at least.

I won't write smut on the dash. The steamy stuff will be moved to discord or IMs.

Pre-established relationships: Yes. While first meeting or "they have been business partners" threads can be fun, they often take a while to get juicy, or they end up fizzling out. What if your muse was Lorroakan's childhood bestie? Another (former?) apprentice? A fellow scholar of the arcane he used to work with? An ex?

MUN NOTES

Mun =/= Muse, I obviously don't condone any of Lorroakan's bs IRL. While I will absolutely respect your boundaries OOC (if you talk to me beforehand about them, pretty please with a cherry on top), I won't water him down.

I have the memory of a soggy pickle. If you don't want me to interact with you, hard-block.

Activity: Sometimes I'll reply super fast, sometimes it takes me ages, and sometimes I can only focus on specific threads / muses.

Discord is available for moots I interact with frequently.

They / Them, hatched 1995, dog parent, hyperfixating on problematic villains, D&D player.

[alteregozowie]

Role-player name: Zowie/Jamie

Role-player pronouns: She/They- I don't care

Muse name: Alastor, Radio Demon

Preffered Communication: DMs, Discord - I talk a lot!

Experience: 20+ years, started out in the yahoo chatrooms, but this is my first time in an RPC 😂

Preffered RP type: Wherever the flow of the story takes me, sometimes I hit the dash with the one-liners/humor, but I do like to write so it varies 😅

Pet Peeves/Deal breakers:

- Too abrasive. In character is fine, especially with a charcater who rolls that way- it's fun for Alastor, in fact. But I will back away if it comes off as a little too close to being real.

- Please talk to me if I'm doing something you don't like! I don't always read the room, and can get carried away with hyperactive nonsense.

- I'm not here to just ship, I like a variety of stories: angst, fluff, adventure, comedy...even nsfw if it comes to it. I really had never shipped until I jumped into the RPC 😅

Best time to write: Any time that I have time 😂

Are you like your muse?

Yes, unfortunately. With the exception of being a serial killer, of course xD

[the-silver-peahen-residence]

||A Deadly battle part 20: Post-battle||

Hello, it seems something else has come back from the past. If you remember this drabble, it's 'A deadly battle' a mini series drabble me and my friend demon mun started. Yeah, I got a little spark to write something but it's better than nothing.

So, I think I wanted to add something to it but quick note:

((This is not the ending/Final chapter. Demon mun is writing or is going to write the final parts of this from what I remember so this is still during Sukuna and Ink's fight. This part going to focus around the fractions and their teammates but you'll see. Keep a eye out for the final chapters from demon mun in the future.))

If you wanna read where this is going now; the chapters are down below

~~Chapters so far~~

||Chapters 1-9|| ((Click here))

||Chapters 9-18|| ((Click here))

Chapter 19: The deadly battle begins

((Your reading Chapter 20))

~~Drabble summary~~

The battle between Van ink the dragon and Sukuna is underway while the fractions were watching from the side lines. They were cheering for her to beat him though, Sukuna already was excited for this game. However, seems he wanted to add some new players in the game but it's towards the fractions? What idea is he speaking of? Wanna know what? Read to find out.

~~Warning~~

-Blood will be present

-fighting is seen

-Over use of demonic powers will be present here

-Close encounters will happen here

~~Guests in the drabble~~

Demon mun’s guests

The DBT with some the other fractions, their leaders, and the devils belong to @demon-blood-youths

My guests

Some of the demon fractions with their leaders and some of the devil’s belong to me.

Sukuna Ryomen, Yuji Itadori, Megumi fushiguro, nobara kugisaki, and gojo satoru belongs to the anime and manga jujutsu Kaisen but also to me due to rp them as muse.

((Their will be Grammar mistakes and errors on this drabble but it was written for fun. So please understand okay? With that said, please enjoy <3))

The sounds of destruction and things exploding was heard in the streets of NYC seeing the final battle still going. The king of curses Vs. Van ink the dragon. Two going head to head with one another as they were dashing towards each other trying to fight. Sukuna was enjoying this game a lot, even with the fight and seeing the new tricks Ink has come up with.

He lands crushing a car but moves seeing Ink come down trying to attack. Only for her to crush the car even more from where he was standing.

"Hahahahahaha! Not bad Inky, Not bad! You really know how to make games so much fun! Even with the new tricks you were showing off this is so much fun!" he laughed swiping his claws but she dodges like before looking at him.

"Thanks! At least you can tell I did learn something new during my training!" she grins but keeps a good grip on her greatsword. However, this made Sukuna chuckle.

"Which still impresses me. You really know how to make things fun so keep showing me more! Lets give our audience a good show shall we!?" he laughed still attacking and fighting her while indeed a few was still watching this.

"Lets hope your next course of actions are just as interesting!" he laughed before Ink keeps her guard up to fight him.

~~~~~~~~~

Megumi and Nobara was watching, worried about Yuji since Sukuna was too much. However, Gojo was still keeping a eye on the battle. He had hopes that Ink will keep on her guard or till Sukuna gets bored. But seeing how excited he was, that might be a problem.

He even saw the other fractions still trapped and forced to watch. The leaders trapped in their own spears with the chains holding them down along with one around their necks. As for the teammates, they were in a bigger dome like spear to see this as they were cheering for Ink to beat Sukuna's ass.

"Come on Ink! You can do this!" Navarro shouted.

"YEAH, BEAT HIS ASS!! YOU CAN DO IT!" Echo shouts cheering her one.

"COME ON, COME ON! KICK HIS ASS TO THE CURVE!! COME ON DAMN IT!" even some of the lovely horrors were cheering even with Matt watching from his spear with the other leaders.

"COME ON INK! BEAT HIM AND GET US OUT OF THESE THINGS!! YOU BETTER WIN!" Kali shouted.

"I know Ink can do this. She's really smart and knowing her she will win!" Mouse said nodding to agree.

"It's due to her strength. We know she can do this! She's Van ink the dragon for fuck sake!" Navarro said.

"We know that Navarro but I know she will do this. She can beat him.." Shdwkyz said hearing everyone else cheering for her still. They believed in her knowing she can do it. She just had to!

'I just hope Ink can keep this up. But knowing Sukuna, he might try to make the game interesting. Which is a troubling thought.' Gojo thought seeing the fight.

~~~~In the demon world~~~~~

The Devils were also watching after the fight with Sukuna's minions were done. They were safe for now but in another safe haven. They were in Goa's domain to see this. Everyone was worried knowing it's going to take a few hours for Vanity's domain to self recover. However, they were worried about their heirs.

'Come on Ink....You got this..' Vanity thought watching this.

~~~~~~IN the real world~~~~~~~

Ink swings once more seeing Sukuna laughing again when he kicks her back hard in the gut sending her flying through a building. He rushes taking aim to the building to blow it up but Ink gets out before the building got to that point. He sees her rush towards him again only for him to block her swing of her great sword while he was grinning.

"Now bad Inky, seems you really are putting on a good show aren't ya? This is really so much fun." he chuckled as Ink was holding her ground, her grey eyes glowing with determination to take Sukuna down.

"Thanks...it's all to the training but you know that." she grins back but that's when she heard her friends cheering her on. They would know Ink wouldn't give up. Not a chance! This got Sukuna hearing their cheers too but that's when he smiled to have a idea. A twisted evil idea.

This got her attention to look at him confused, what was he thinking?

"Well, I do feel bad for leaving your friends out of our game!" he said this while shoving her back seeing her skid to hold Wyvern tight in her hands. "But I wonder if your friends would like to join us.." he sneered.

"Hey, this is between you and me, Sukuna. You said you were not going to involve them in-"

"Oh no you misheard me. They are not going to be joining to fight us..." he smiled to look at her.

"Huh?"

"I would let my little friends play with them first......to keep them busy. So I hope they don't mind some new friends to play with." he said to snap his fingers that Ink's eyes slowly widen to look to where her friends are being held.

As the other fractions were cheering, Sid felt something off like something shaking. That's when she looks down seeing some cursed like energy smoke rising as the ground cracks up. "???"

"What's wrong Sid?" Shrika said.

"Everyone, I think we have a problem.." she said as the ground cracks up more making everyone stop to look down. The ground under their feet was cracking up!!!

"What the fuck!?" Navarro said almost losing his footing as the others. The fraction leaders even noticed but got worried.

"What is that!?" Yuuka said worried.

"I don't know! What's going on!?" Jinx said worried for her team.

"I think it's Sukuna. He must have done something!" Willow said as they saw the ground now crumbling more that it started showing things popping out of the ground. They looked to be undead spirits that claws the ground getting out as they howls in a ghoul like tone seeing the members backing up from them. That's when more and more show up now starting to show up around them.

"W..what are these things?" Timmy asked nervous.

"I don't know..but something tells me...they are not friendly." Gerald said nervous too seeing these things surrounding everyone. However, the leaders were shocked seeing the things.

"Guys!" Joshua was worried seeing this.

"W..what is going on?! What a..are those monsters!" Ashley said crying.

"I don't know...from the feeling, those things are from Sukuna.....what is he planning here?" Rex asked.

"I don't know...but it seems like he added some new game to this....and were in it." Matt said.

"Then........what is he planning to do with us???" Jinx asked.

She got the answer when the chains suddenly glows starting to burn the leaders!

Willow, Jinx, Kali, Rex, Matt, Ethan, Yuuka, Fin, Guam, Joshua, and Ashley winces from the burns but steam shows from their before the chains tighten around them. After that, something started filling the spears.

"Uhhh guys?! S..something is filling up in the spears!" Ashley panics seeing black liquid as the leaders saw the same. They begin struggling trying to break free seeing the liquid going up slowly.

"What is this!?" Yuu said looking at the liquid but the other leaders were not sure.

"This must be something curse related from Sukuna. What is he planning on doing with us??" Willow said not liking this.

"Whatever he's planning it can't be good. We need to break out of these spears and help our teams!" Ethan said.

"But the chains have us tight, we need to think of something.." Guam said struggling but the chains or collars around their necks

Now the ground with the teammates were broken up and cracked before the monsters tried attacking the others! Some dodge or deflects the monsters but they had to avoid the holes to fall down. But that was not the worst of it. Seems the holes were getting bigger as most fall more holes open showing some flames down below. Was Sukuna planning on burning them alive!?

~~~~~~~~~

"What did you do Sukuna?" Ink asked as he smiled.

"Nothing much. Just add another game. Besides, your friends will be fine and if they die, I might be nice to bring them back. i Just wonder how long your friends or the leaders can hold their breaths." he chuckled.

"It's a simple game; beat the monsters and it might free your friend leaders..if their quick enough. If not...well...I feel bad if some lose their leaders. Or if they figure out how the game works in time before that happens." he snickered.

"What?!?"

"But enough of that...we still got a game here!" he said fighting her. "Lets focus on us first Inky!"

Now Ink was worried knowing he put her friends in danger again! She had to focus on the fight and hopes they can hold on. She knew they can.

~~~~~~~~~~~

"Stay the fuck back!" Navarro fires one of Echo's bombs at the monster as it screeched at them angry but Echo threw another energy bomb to trap it in some goo. She sees the others fighting off some that was trying to eat or kill them but some was sent flying crashing against the spear.

"We need to get out of here!" Breezy kicks one away while Rust punches it down into the ground crushing it's skull.

"But how!? Were trapped in this dome and we need to help the others and the leaders first!" he said to her seeing everyone else fighting or some that could.

"i don't know..whatever is going on it's not good!" Angel said firing arrows to kill a few. However, as Oblivion was smashing one, she looks noticing the leader's spears.

"Guys?...Guys, what the fuck is that!?" she said as a few looks seeing the leaders but something was filling the spears they were in. Some black thick liquid.

"I don't know. What the hell is that!?" Shdwkyz said but Vivi looks worried seeing that.

"It feels deadly from the looks of it. However, It seems like Sukuna's work. He must be the one doing this." she said as Melinda was worried while Jaron was too. Whatever that stuff was it was filling up the spears a bit fast but not rapidly fast.

"Gojo!? What is that stuff!!" Fosh asked worried.

"That's something Sukuna is doing..I think he's trying to curse them. However, that stuff is not safe. I get the feeling if that fills up, he's planning on either drowning them or taking control of them. You might have to find a way to break those things!"

"WHAT!?" most did not like that as now they were worried for their leaders.

"Matt, don't worry we'll get you out!" Jason said as they tried to smash the dome they were trapped in more of those things got in front of them to prevent that. It seems they wouldn't let them get out even with the leaders in danger.

"Sensei, we have to help them!" Megumi said.

"I know but we can't. Remember, Sukuna warned anyone not to interrupt his game and this is another one he just sets up. If we tried to help them, we are breaking that rule for him."

"ARE YOU KIDDING ME!? IF WE DON'T DO SOMETHING THE LEADERS WILL DIE!" Nobara said.

"I know...I just hope their teammates can help them before it comes to that! Even if we move to help, we'll end up getting them killed." he said but the other two was worried now seeing the fraction team fighting.

"But now it's serious..because the ground is crumbling under them too. He has a bigger plan now.." he said. Some of the leaders were trying to think of a plan and seeing Rex trying to calm Ashley down who was worried but crying now.

"D..Don't cry Ash, we'll get out of this! I know we will!" Joshua said.

"B..but our friends! Those monsters are g..going to kill them! We don't even know what this black liquid is going to do to us!"

"Easy. I don't know either but worrying isn't going to help. We need to stay calm and think of a plan......if only we could use our demonic abilities-"

"We can't.." he looks to see Willow said this. "I think the chains and metal collars nullified our demonic powers. I can't even use my flames to melt the chains or blast the spear." she said.

"What??" the other leaders tried to do something but no luck, were the chains really nullifying their powers?

"Son of a-"

"That's low even for Sukuna! Now what do we do!?" Jinx said angry about this but seeing her team fighting off the monsters but was worried seeing the ground breaking up even more that holes were much larger now.

"Hope that our teams can think of a plan before we are drown.." Fin said.

"But what of the floor, It's breaking up more faster now...."

"I don't know Yuuka but...something tells me that will be bad if it did. They have to stay calm and think of this." Rex said.

~~~~~~With the devils~~~~~~

"Is he insane!? He's planning on killing our heirs!?" Vanity heard a angry Eigor shout now standing up worried. The others felt the same seeing this madness happening from a giant crystal ball. Seeing their hears fighting or worried of the leaders trapped in the spears filling up with liquid.

"But what is that black substance?" Goa said not liking it.

"....Black death..." the devils look hearing Nagi speak but he was angry while worried.

"Black death?" Goa said.

"A old curse liquid that is found in the lowest parts of the demon realms. Any demon that swallows that will die within moments. Some say that stuff is..alive. It can make you weak if it touches you but it has to be ingested to do real harm. That's why most never bother with it and leave it to where they found out." Nagi said with arms crossed over his chest worried.

"It don't do much to the skin but it makes one feel really weak like it's draining your life force away. I don't know how Sukuna got his hands on that but it's very dangerous because only full blooded demons can survive it. But our heirs..that's a different story. He might have used this to either kill them..or control them." he said worried.

"W..what??" Goa was shocked dropping her fan but quickly looks seeing this.

"But what of the monsters?" Uriprayt asked more worried seeing Navarro and Echo blasting a few away.

"They are just monsters he created out of cursed energy but..I also see some of that stuff in the hole under the heirs. I really am fearful that he's planning on tempting them by seeing how fast they can get out of those spears before...." He didn't want to say that but the other devils were worried.

"Son of a bitch! How dare he!" Ymir said now slamming his fist on the table. "We need to do something!"

"We can't! Even if we are doing this! We are trying to be sure none of those things sent to Vanity's realm find us! Right now, the heirs are doing what they must to fight and stay alive." Cal said seeing his heir Ashley but didn't like this black death rising in the spears. However, he knew Nagi was right.

"Even now..I can sense their demonic energy is getting drained slowly but they don't know yet. I fear they will have to be quick and figure out how to get out before it gets bad." he said gripping his chair. Now the devils were concerned seeing their heirs now in danger.

~~~~~In the real world~~~~~

The fraction members were keeping up with their battle knowing the monsters were drawing closer to them. However, a few of them were still trying to attack while some was being crushed creating more cracks. However, that's when Shdwkyz and Viv noticed the deep hole down below.

It was filled with something but the others were still fighting. "Shdwkyz, do you see that? Something is under us..and it don't look safe." She saw as he slashes another but looks from a hole. She was right something was down there but when they looked some of the monsters fall in but end up hearing a splash.

The two snake said nothing waiting for the monster to come up but as it did, their eyes widen seeing a skeleton where the monster was.

Yeah, something was down there!

"It's.....that thing became a skeleton. What the fuck is that!?" he hissed.

".....No way...that's Black death..." Vivi said but Shdwkyz looks to her.

"Black what?"

"Black death..it's a dangerous liquid that's only found in the lowest areas demon realm. My devils Nagi and Orochi told me about it. Sukuna must have brought some from there to the real world. If we touch that stuff, we will die within moments. Or worse..." she said but feels a tremor from the ground seeing everyone fighting.

"...The cracks..The floor is breaking up the more we smash these things. We have to tell everyone to not do that before.."

As she was explaining it, another tremor was felt only seeing the ground breaking up even worse. Everyone stumbles now but some moves from the ground that was caving in on it's self to show the black water below.

"What the fuck is down there!?" Luna said shocked.

"Everyone, move from the holes! Do not fall!" Vivi warns moving away keeping near Shdwkyz. "The liquid is dangerous, we are not to fall down! Or we will end up dying!" she said.

"What!?" Everyone shouts seeing the ground breaking more and more. Everyone was stumbling and getting close to one another away from the cracks. The leaders were worried seeing this as they tried to get free to help their teams.

Even the monsters were falling hearing more splashes. This was bad! Really really bad! The floor keeps cracking up as everyone was nervous seeing it was too close. In a second, the ground fully breaks up to send the teammates down into the deep hole with that black water.

"NO!!!" The leaders shouted in shock seeing this.

Some was screaming as they fell but as they did, something catches them or on platforms being invisible. They looked confused seeing this but quickly looks seeing someone holding their hands up.

"Melinda!?" Jaron was worried seeing Melinda glowing but she was using her telekinesis to catch everyone in time now being on platforms to hold a team/fraction.

"Geez, too close.." Rust said nervous.

"Nice one Meli!" Breezy said.

"Not bad...Hey can you can hold it till we get to the top again or near. We can get out somehow!" Shrika said.

"I can try...but the top has no place for us to stand on now. I can bring us up above this pit away from that stuff. We need to think of s..something here or a plan to get out." Melinda said worried since she can only hold the platforms for some time but not forever.

Jaron was worried holding her shoulders but looks down seeing the black liquid bubbling under them. Everyone looks down as well not liking the water but the leaders lets out a sigh of relief seeing they were safe. However, more of those monsters starting showing up.

"Guys! Guys watch out!" Fin shouted seeing the monsters now trying to attack. The leaders can only hope Melinda can hold the platforms for as long as she can. And keep her safe from the monsters that are now attacking them on the platforms she made.

~~~~~~~~~~~~

"Sukuna, what did you do!?" Ink said swinging her blade sending out more of the Flaming Wyrms. He jumps back to dodge seeing them trying to attack as he was aiming to take them down.

"What??? It's a game. You know I love games Inky. Your friends are very lucky to have someone that can use telekinesis. If not, they would be dead already hmm?"

"Sukuna.." Ink growls but he laughs even more.

"Oh come on, it's not that bad. I gave them some time to figure out what to do. Though, I wonder how long they can keep it up for? Even your friend who has everyone on what they can stand on to keep above the danger." He laughed but Ink knew someone that did. Being serious, she swings her sword again only for Sukuna to flip and dodge.

"Oh oh oh! Seems like I got your attention better now! Lets keep on playing!" he laughed as Ink glares gripping her great sword with her grey eyes burning.

The fight continues but with her friends now on the line. She has to win this to help them!

[divehq]

DIVEHQ is officially OPEN for plotting !

in the honour of opening for plotting and as we wait to set an opening date for rp, please find a masterlist of ask memes to get to know our muses a little better below the cut.

please make sure to create a pinned post in which you note whether you would like to receive ask memes to ensure that everyone is informed whether they participate in the ooc discord or not (and as to not clog the dash with reblogs of this post). there is also a channel available on discord in the 'in character' section called 'ask box links' where you will be able to share a link to your inbox to show you would like to partake.

thematic headcanons:

hc + 👪 for a family-themed headcanon

hc + 🧡 for a friendship-themed headcanon

hc + 💌 for a romance-themed headcanon

hc + 💕 for a loved-themed headcanon

hc + 💔 for a headcanon about a sad experience

hc + 🤥 for a lie-themed headcanon

hc + 😶 for a headcanon about a secret they know of / keep

hc + 😴 for a sleep-themed headcanon

hc + 🌇 for a headcanon about morning- or evening rituals

hc + 🧼 for a hygiene-themed headcanon

hc + 🏠 for a home-themed headcanon

hc + 😃 for a happiness-themed headcanon

hc + 😨 for a fear-themed headcanon

hc + 🤕 for a pain-themed headcanon

hc + 🚶‍♂️ for a habit-themed headcanon

hc + 👍 for a headcanon about things they like

hc + 👎 for a headcanon about things they dislike

hc + 💪 for a sport-themed headcanon

hc + 😡 for a headcanon about something that makes them angry

hc + 👻 for a headcanon about supernatural occurrences

hc + 🥣 for a food-themed headcanon

hc + ☕ for a drink-themed headcanon

hc + 🐈 for a pet/animal-themed headcanon

hc + 🌸 for a plant-themed headcanon

hc + 🌄 for an outdoor-themed headcanon

hc + 🌍 for a travel-themed headcanon

hc + 🗡 for a weapon-themed headcanon

hc + 🎡 for a hobby-themed headcanon

hc + 🌘 for a night-themed headcanon

hc + 🌞 for a day-themed headcanon

hc + 🪐 for a universe-themed headcanon

hc + 🌂 for a weather-themed headcanon

hc + ⛄ for a season-themed headcanon

hc + 🎉 for a celebration-themed headcanon

hc + 🏆 for a goal-themed headcanon

hc + 💯 for an achievement-themed headcanon

hc + 🚬 for a headcanon about a bad habit

hc + 🎭 for an arts-/crafts-themed headcanon

hc + ✂️ for a hair-themed headcanon

hc + 👗 for a clothes-themed headcanon

hc + 💍 for a jewelry-themed headcanon

hc + 💄 for a makeup-themed headcanon

hc + 🎓 for an education-themed headcanon

hc + 📿 for a faith-themed headcanon

hc + 📱 for a media-themed headcanon

hc + 🎥 for a film/tv-themed headcanon

hc + 📔 for a reading-themed headcanon

hc + 💰 for a money-themed headcanon

hc + 💼 for a job-themed headcanon

hc + 💉 for a medical-themed headcanon

hc + 🛒 for a shopping-themed headcanon

hc + ❓ for a headcanon of the receiver's choice

music themed headcanons:

📚 a song or album your muse could write a term paper on

📣 a lyric that feels like it is specifically calling your muse out

📅 a song that calls up a very specific time and place for your muse

🩹 a song your muse wants to hear when they are feeling low

💖 a guilty pleasure song

🧼 what your muse sings in the shower

🔎 a song your muse can't stop analyzing

🥲 a song that makes your muse cry

➡️ a song that makes your muse want to move around

🧑‍🎨 a musical artist where your muse drops everything to hear their latest work

🌃 a song for night time

🌅 a song for sunrise

🥳 an album or song your muse would put on for a party

👶 a song your muse remembers enjoying in their youth, perhaps their parents, siblings or cousins were playing it a lot.

in game themed headcanons:

a. an interaction your muse had with an npc that they will never forget.

b. what mount is your muse's favourite? why?

c. what companion is your muse's favourite? why?

d. what is your muse's opinion on guilds?

e. has there been a time where your muse went out of their way to help another player?

f. has there been a time where your muse received help from another player?

g. what are the most used items in your muse's inventory?

h. are there any items your muse collects in their inventory despite not needing them?

i. where does your muse go for some alone time?

j. what are some locations in game your muse frequents regularly?

k. how does your muse feel about being stuck in the game?

l. what are some skills your muse has acquired in game they wish they had in real life?

m. what are some skills your muse wish they had in game, that they have in real life?

n. where does your muse currently reside in the game?

o. how does your muse feel about their username? what does it mean to them?

p. is your muse happy with the class they have chosen? would they have made a different choice after being stuck in the game for a while?

q. did your muse create an avatar perfectly in their image or did they add any special features (like eye colour, fairy ears, etc. )?

r. something your muse absolutely despises about the game.

s. something your muse absolutely loves about the game.

t. how far has your muse explored floor one?

u. has your muse ever run away from a battle?

v. has your muse ever stolen something from another player?

w. is there a material your muse would like to get their hands on for a future weapon?

x. is there a player your muse looks up to? and why?

y. is there a player your muse does not trust? and why?

z. what is your muse's tactic to form a connection with a mount/companion?

spooky season themed headcanons:

horror movies or silly cartoon spooks?

when does spooky season start for your muse?

favourite spooky movie?

does your muse have any halloween traditions?

earliest halloween costume your muse remembers wearing?

what was your muses costume last year?

what would this years costume have been?

does your muse enjoy carving pumpkins? what is their favourite design?

how much decorating does your muse do? describe your muse's spooky decoration/style!

favourite halloween candy?

witches, vampires or ghosts?

favourite spooky season smell?

what’s the soundtrack for your muse's fall experience?

did your muse like ghost stories as a kid? do they now?

chocolate or hard candies?

how old was your muse when they stopped trick or treating? (or are they… still? - have they ever trick or treated before?)

does your muse believe in ghosts?

diy costumes or store bought?

does your muse enjoy haunted houses?

sources: idiopathicsmile, asks-bait, resourcesofaqueen

[2dkapsddr]

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NOTE: As of January 2nd, 2025, this post has been replaced with another somewhat more updated pinned post to sort of ring in the new year and start off on a fresh new slate. For archival purposes, this post will be preserved in its original state with the exceptions of some links being fixed. Thanks for sticking with me and reading, and I hope I can make this 2025 year bigger and better than ever!!!

Welcome to the rhythm game scoreposting account of Kaps, the rising jack-of-all-trades-master-of-none! Also going by TopKaps and, most often recently, 2DKaps, this is my public hotspot where I've posted and archived eeeevery score I've gotten over the years! (or, at least scores that I've saved either on my phone, phone's camera, new PC, or Nintendo Switch).

Here in my humble abode, I've documented my near-daily experiences with a ton of such games, and for further ease of access, I've started using tags of my own for these such games to make them easier to view and sort through, in case you're stalking my scores for a tournament match or just looking through my progression!

Listed below are all the tags I use on this account for different games, and listed even further below are all my friend/rival codes/IDs in case you want to compete with me off the account too! If I ever try a new game, new version of a game, or even enter a new year, I'll update the list with its new respective tag and the easiest way to search it!

// Game-specific tags (sorted by Arcade/Mobile/Home, then alphabetically)

#2dkaps beatmania, #2dkaps chrono circle, #2dkaps chunithm, #2dkaps dar, #2dkaps danevo, #2dkaps ddr, #2dkaps drs, #2dkaps ez2ac, #2dkaps gc, #2dkaps gitadora, #2dkaps iidx, #2dkaps jubeat, #2dkaps maimai, #2dkaps museca, #2dkaps music diver, #2dkaps piu, #2dkaps sdvx, #2dkaps smx, #2dkaps tetote, #2dkaps wacca, #2dkaps arcaea, #2dkaps beatstar, #2dkaps cytus, #2dkaps daistar, #2dkaps enstars, #2dkaps kalpa, #2dkaps neon fm, #2dkaps noisz, #2dkaps orzmic, #2dkaps overrapid, #2dkaps phigros, #2dkaps piu m, #2dkaps proseka, #2dkaps rhythm hive, #2dkaps rotaeno, #2dkaps takumi, #2dkaps voez, #2dkaps diva, #2dkaps djmax, #2dkaps etterna, #2dkaps ez2on, #2dkaps festival, #2dkaps itg, #2dkaps jd, #2dkaps muse dash, #2dkaps osu, #2dkaps quaver, #2dkaps rhythm heaven, #2dkaps taiko, #2dkaps v/s,

// Version-specific tags (arcade and some home)

#2dkaps ddr extreme, #2dkaps ddr sn2, #2dkaps ddr x, #2dkaps ddr ii, #2dkaps ddr a20, #2dkaps ddr a20 plus, #2dkaps ddr a3, #2dkaps ddr world, #2dkaps iidx 27, #2dkaps iidx 28, #2dkaps iidx 29, #2dkaps iidx 30, #2dkaps iidx 31, #2dkaps sdvx vw, #2dkaps sdvx eg, #2dkaps wacca lily r, #2dkaps wacca reverse, #2dkaps piu xx, #2dkaps piu phoenix, #2dkaps jubeat festo

// Miscellaneous tags (years, auto tags, etc)

#2dkaps 2019, #2dkaps 2020, #2dkaps 2021, #2dkaps 2022, #2dkaps 2023, #2dkaps 2024, #Youtube (posts with videos recorded of gameplay), #2dkaps etc (posts with BONUS in them like vids, random photos, funny stories, etc.), #2dkaps updates (posts regarding account changes)

And now, for the hotspot of them all, where you might've come here for! (probably not, but Pleaseee i need more rivals across everything) It's the...

// Rival codes!!!

DDR Rival Code: 6158-7110 (2DKAPS)

IIDX ID: 2349-1996 (DJ 2DKAPS)

SDVX PLAYER ID: SV-3473-9971 (KAPS)

Proseka ID (Global): 162415143295172610 ([39s] Kaps)

Proseka ID (Japan): 170058506242576384 (Kaps)

Arcaea ID: 334 526 936 (TopKappa)

Steam (for DJMAX, EZ2ON, Muse Dash, etc.): topkaps

Nintendo Switch Friend Code: SW-3296-1907-2304

3icecream (DDR scores): Kaps (also on SkillAttack!)

// Account changelog (last updated 1-29-2024)

Here's where I'll link any updates to my account as I write them, usually formatting changes or revisions, maybe a few mechanical changes that might affect followers or viewers (as if i have any of those LOL)

January 29th, 2024: Unimportant Note Regarding Account Privatizing

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