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[hopelessromance21]

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𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐬/𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: sʟɪᴄᴇ ᴏғ ʟɪғᴇ,

ᴇxᴘʟɪᴄɪᴛ ʟᴀɴɢᴜᴀɢᴇ, ᴛʜɪɢʜ ʀɪᴅɪɴɢ,

ᴅᴇɢʀᴀᴅᴀᴛɪᴏɴ, ғɪɴɢᴇʀɪɴɢ, ʜᴀɴᴅ ʀɪᴅɪɴɢ

(sᴏʀᴛᴀ… ᴛʀᴜsᴛ ᴍᴇ), sᴜʙᴍɪssɪᴠᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ,

ᴘᴏʀɴ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ғᴇᴇʟɪɴɢ, ᴀʙsᴏ��ᴜᴛᴇ ғᴀɴ sᴇʀᴠɪᴄᴇ

ғᴏʀ sɪᴍᴘʏ

[ᴜɴᴅᴇʀᴛᴀʟᴇ ᴏᴄ] 𝐋𝐮𝐧𝐞 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

“𝘼𝙇𝙀𝙓𝙄𝙏𝙃𝙔𝙈𝙄𝘼” (3/3)

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 3,742

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here we are, part 3! i would rate this 🌶️🌶️ out of 🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️.

June and Lune belong to @simpymf

💃 enjoyyy~

THE SURFACE

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐃

𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐁𝐀𝐑

21XX

[ᴘ ᴀ ᴄ ɪ ғ ɪ s ᴛ]

Lune left you in the break room alone, stepping out into the dining room again.

You stood mute against the locker, face aflame with the knowledge of what awaited you at the end of the night. Dazed, you looked around the room, gathering yourself slowly.

You brushed a hand through your hair, the other holding firm on the keys to Lune’s apartment. Once your mind was working properly again, you stepped out of the break room, quietly walking back to the front door.

You walked back to Lune’s apartment, the distance passing in a blur as your mind was preoccupied with your imagination of what Lune would do to you… of what she did in that break room.

You arrived at Lune’s apartment building and stepped inside, climbing the two flights of stairs needed to reach her door. Her keys jingled in your hand as you took them out to unlock the door.

You had been to this apartment before, hosted by June. You two had lunches and romantic dinners here, spent time talking or watching movies, and you had slept over once or twice.

But opening the door, it felt like an entirely different apartment. Despite nothing changed, the furniture and the layout all the same, it held a more mysterious and sober air as you stepped into the dark entryway.

You closed the door behind you and turned on some lights, leaving your shoes by the door. You were once again met with the living room, the cozy couch set in front of the tv, a bookshelf and lamp set against the wall.

To your right was the open kitchen; plain white countertops and dark wood cabinets, a stove, refrigerator and microwave, and a small island with a breakfast bar. Past the kitchen was the hallway, where the bathroom and the bedroom was.

Outside it was past dusk, the city bathed in blue with stars twinkling overhead. Cars and other noises of the city polluted an otherwise peaceful night.

You walked in silence to the bedroom, peeking inside. It felt odd to be here alone, without June or Lune accompanying you in their space, and the innocent action of stepping onto their bedroom rug felt like some sort of sin.

You stepped inside the bedroom, looking around in perverted curiosity. The bed was neatly made up, the pillows set against the headboard and the covers pulled up. You recognized the clothes left around by June’s scatterbrained tendencies, shoes kicked off here and there, but the room was otherwise tidy.

Opening the closet, you found clothes of varying colors and styles hung and folded in their rightful places. You carefully sorted through the hanging clothes before finding a black hoodie you had seen Lune wearing before.

Whatever possessed you was too strong to fight as you took the hoodie out of the closet and pulled it on. It fit loosely around your body and surrounded you in the scent of Lune. You blushed as you held the collar to your nose and breathed in and out, retreating out of the bedroom before you went further into Lune’s wardrobe.

Stepping out into the living room, you drew out your phone to see how much time had passed…

45 minutes.

You groaned, dreading the next 4 hours you had left to spend without Lune. You settled on the couch to watch TV— not feeling comfortable rooting around Lune’s kitchen.

After an hour of watching TV, you fell asleep, curled up under a blanket, your nose snuggled into Lune’s hoodie.

And that’s how Lune found you when she got home.

Her five hours of work passed both too slowly and too fast. She was annoyed at any delay or difficult customer that wasted her time and kept her from completing actual work. And when she was working consistently and the passage of time became noticeable, she grew flustered, trying to stall for time, not prepared for what was waiting for her at home.

She replayed the interaction that occurred in that break room thousands of times. Something about your proximity in that moment intoxicated her, left her thoughtless and hungry. She just wanted you, and now she hated that her job got in the way.

Lune disliked the heavy feeling of anxiety in her chest. It wasn’t a feeling she often felt, and all feelings were muted and dull around the edges from their borrowed sources. Still, she felt it. It left her mouth dry and fuzzy.

She finished her shift and clocked out, gathering her items out of her locker before leaving the darkly lit, grimy establishment. Outside in the chill of approaching winter, Lune breathed in and out, banishing any lingering hesitation she held.

Despite her reservations, she now knew very clearly that you cared about her and there was no use in questioning it. And she knew that you were attracted to her, possibly waiting all this time for a move from Lune that never came.

And despite her inability to feel or express it, Lune did want to show that she gave a shit about you. And now she knew how.

Her walk home was quiet and uneventful, leaving her to her thoughts, to imagine what she would be greeted with at the door. Now able to think more clearly in the silence, Lune was thankful that June’s consciousness was completely dormant, peacefully sleeping and unable to chatter on with unhelpful commentary or give her bad advice. Her opinion was the last thing Lune needed at this moment.

Arriving at her door, Lune habitually reached for her keys before remembering that she didn’t have them. She tried the doorknob and found it turned under her grip, twisting open to let her into her home.

The TV played faintly in the open living room, some late night show going for the motionless figure stretched across the couch. At the door, Lune quietly closed and locked it before slipping off her shoes. She approached the couch slowly, looking over the armrest to find you sleeping peacefully in wait for her.

Lune circled around the couch and sat at the other end, the dip in the cushion and the sound of her shuffling movement enough to wake you. You opened your eyes, first seeing the bright TV still playing. Looking to your right, you saw Lune sitting at your feet, one of her arms draped over the back of the couch.

“Oh… God, I fell asleep,” you realized, sitting up and rubbing your face of any lingering tiredness.

You heard Lune scoff at your obvious words. When you looked at her again, she was still watching the TV, an intense focus in her eyes.

You shuffled closer, sitting next to her now. You tried to read her features, as impossible as it was. To you, she looked… distant and focused. Thoughts swam in her eyes that you couldn’t distinguish.

“… how was work?” You began to ask, hoping to open a conversation with her.

Breathing in, Lune removed her focus from the TV and looked at you. She noticed the borrowed hoodie that you wore, the sight giving her pause, and leaving your question in silence. Finally she looked into your eyes, bright lemon irises seeming to glow in the dimness of the room.

“Fine. Nothing really happened,” she answered.

A beat of silence passed between you; you, searching for anything to respond with, her, trying to get around to what she wanted to do.

Her hand pressing against the small of your back startled you out of any words you prepared to say. Instead you stared at her, expectant and hopeful. The slight pressure she gave with her hand guided you to move, slowly following to sit on her lap.

Already, you felt flushed and speechless as you sat here, looking down at Lune. Her eyes roamed over you, her hands shifting under her hoodie that you wore.

“You missed me or something?” she asked, her voice a low murmur that you almost didn’t catch. Her voice was deadpan, but you were certain she was being sarcastic.

Goosebumps ran up your arms and wherever her warm palms coasted over. You nodded before you could find your words, a nervous grin rising to your face. “‘f course… always do…”

Lune chuckled, though it was dry. Somehow it gave you flutters, the almost patronizing laugh exciting you in an odd way.

“You’re so obvious… I can't believe I didn’t see it before,” Lune spoke, tilting her head back to look up at you.

She held your hips and pulled you closer, bringing you to seat yourself completely on her lap. You obeyed, resting your weight on her, leaning your chest onto hers. You could almost taste her lips again, eager to kiss her again and grow lost in her touch…

“I can’t believe I didn’t see how fucking horny you are for me…”

Those were Lune’s final words before she ensnared your mouth with hers, kissing you hard and firm. Her hands grabbed at your hips and waist, locking you down on her lap.

You squealed in delight, face burning with delicious shame at how Lune saw right through you now. Your arms wrapped around her neck, melting into the passionate and filthy kiss that you were subject to. Lune wanted to devour you, it seemed. Her tongue roamed your mouth obscenely, leaving no part unexplored for her.

You moaned breathlessly, left to squirm in her lap as she stole the air from your lungs. When she finally broke the kiss, you breathed in deep, mouth agape and senses fuzzy with delight. You didn’t have long to recover before she pulled you back in, taking you through the same dizzying experience. Her teeth bit at your lip, her tongue bullied your mouth to open wider.

As she kissed you into a daze her hands moved, one keeping a firm hold on your hips while the other traveled under the hoodie and your shirt. Her palm slid up, up, up your stomach and to your chest. Her fingers wormed under your bra to cup one of your breasts, her thumb rolling over your nipple before pinching and tweaking it, teasing you with the pleasing pain.

As you reacted to her touch with a curve of your spine and a whine from your throat, her other hand remained at your hip, groping and squeezing on your ass before moving down to your thigh. She felt your legs clench around her body in response to her actions.

She pulled away from the kiss to look at you, staring with always-intense eyes at your flushed face. You blinked back at her in a daze, and as if reading her mind, pulled off her hoodie and your shirt with it. She didn’t need to ask for you to undress, you were desperate to take it all off.

Lune smirked, barely amused by your eagerness. Her eyes devoured the sight of your bare skin, watching you reach behind and unclamp your bra as well.

From a stronger pinch of your nipple, you reacted with a gasp and roll of your hips, growing restless and aching above her. Lune caught this, intrigued as her hand gripped your thigh.

“What, this isn’t enough for you? You need more, baby?” she asked, breathing on your neck.

You responded with a breathless gasp, nodding as your hands clung to the front of her jacket.

“You’re so desperate to get off, aren’t you? Willing to do anything… you’re lucky I’m in a good mood right now…”

You shuddered from the tone of her voice, so cold and uninterested, a fraction of amusement in her undertone, teasing you and touching you in the dark.

You felt her fingers unfasten your shorts, leaving them loose around your hips. Without direction you got up and shimmied them off, taking your tights off with them.

Before you could remove your underwear, Lune pulled you back down onto her lap, now with you straddling her thigh. She remained fully clothed in her jeans and shirt, with a jacket on for the cold outside. Her fingers worked at unzipping her jacket, but she took her time with it.

“Look how nice I am, letting you ride my thigh to your heart’s content. Go on…”

Her eyes commanded you, and you were eager to do whatever she demanded. Holding her shoulders, you began rocking your hips on her thigh. The friction between her jeans and your clothed cunt was barely enough— making you hotter and wetter, but hardly satisfying you with the stimulation.

Lune watched, her jacket unzipped and off, leaving her in a grey t-shirt. Her eyes stared at your body as you swayed back and forth on her lap, your face the picture of neediness and desperation. Her hands rested on your waist, warming your skin with her touch.

You whined, your face flushed red as you felt the meager friction of your cunt on Lune’s thigh making you more wound up, but nowhere near enough for release. You wanted more. You wanted her.

“Please…” you whimpered, your head low as you rocked against her leg, your underwear pulled tight against your cunt from the forward movement.

Lune tilted her head, staring at you with eyes alight with… satisfaction.

“What’s that, horny girl? You want more?”

You nodded, biting your lip as you lifted your head and looked at her with begging eyes. You saw her smirk, and she held your chin to keep your eyes on her.

“You want more than my thigh to hump? Then beg.”

Your face was hot with shame already, and it felt hotter as Lune gave you your only options. You lowered your head, gasping shakily as you thrusted your hips on her thigh.

“Ngh- G-God… please… please, Lune- I can’t- mh-… ha- I need more… n-need- ah… n-need you…”

Lune watched you desperately hump her leg, feeling her thigh grow warmer with the friction and slightly damp from your wetness. She stared with apathy as you whispered desperate pleadings to her, your voice barely an octave higher than the TV that played at low volume in the background. Your gasps and breathless pants filled the otherwise silent apartment as you tried to chase a high Lune knew you couldn’t get in this way.

“P-Please-! F… fuck…”

She let out a laughing breath through her nose, grabbing your hips and making you stop.

“Up.”

Your breath shuddered as Lune commanded you with her voice and hands. You stood up, standing on nearly trembling legs. You felt her fingertips dance over your bare thighs before tugging down your underwear.

The flimsy cloth slipped down your legs with ease, leaving you bare while Lune sat fully clothed on the couch. Weakly, you grabbed at her shirt, tugging on the front in a pitiful beg to see some of her skin.

Her features refused to flinch as she watched you, the only sign of her compliance being her torso leaning forward. She let you lean down to gather the hem of her shirt, pulling it up and over her head. As you leaned closer, she breathed on your neck, inhaling deep before exhaling hot breath on your skin.

Her hand pressed between your thighs and pushed them apart, palm cupping your warm cunt as her middle finger began to slide between your folds. She felt the slickness of your womanhood, your body prepared for whatever to come.

You shivered, blindly guided to sit on your knees above Lune’s lap. She held you up with a hand on the curve of your ass. Her eyes stared up at your face, drinking in the vision of you bare and submissive to her every whim.

Her finger only traced the outer parts of your cunt, running her fingertip up and down the middle, circling around your clit after nudging the hood up. She watched you gasp out, your features contorting into bliss as you selfishly rocked your hips into her hand.

“So fucking needy,” Lune scoffed, her voice awakening your body as your heart fluttered. You felt your walls clench around nothing.

“So needy… like a little whore…”

Your eyes were shut, unable to see that Lune watched your reaction to her words, testing what would go well and what wouldn’t. She didn’t realize that you would happily take any vile and degrading name she threw out.

“Yes…-” you moaned, still rocking your hips down in hopes of more from Lune’s hand. You felt the length of her finger slide across your pussy, fingertip finding your clit and adding pressure there; you whined helplessly as she teased you.

“Fuck- you’re fucking soaked…” you heard her mutter, and her hand left your aching folds.

You frowned in protest until you felt her fingertips prod at your lips. Opening your eyes, you found her watching you expectantly, her index and middle finger waiting at your mouth.

“Suck them, pretty whore.”

It was a demand, one you submitted to without question. You opened her mouth and took her fingers in, sucking and drooling on her digits as filthily as you could. You saw her face flush and eyebrow twitch as you swirled your tongue around her fingers and wriggled between them, thoroughly coating them in your saliva.

Lune smirked as she pulled her fingers out of your mouth, scissoring them to see the gossamers of saliva stretching between her fingers. Her hand slowly dropped while her eyes remained on yours, hypnotizing you with her stony stare.

Your eyes fluttered but refused to close as she traced her two fingers through your folds before finding your entrance. She prodded at it, feeling the gummy flesh give to the slightest pressure and open for her digits. With the added slickness of your saliva, she inserted both fingers slowly.

You swallowed and let your body cave, arms draped over her shoulders and your forehead resting on hers. Through your hazy vision you saw Lune’s eyes staring up at you, quiet and observant.

Lune remained silent as she pumped her fingers into your slick cunt, feeling your walls convulse around her digits. You groaned, gently rocking your hips to match her movements, greedy for any stimulation Lune would give you.

Lune ran her mouth over your jaw, hot breath crawling across your skin and down your neck. Her teeth grazed against your flesh as she listened to your quiet breathing and muted whines. The slickness of your cunt with her thrusting fingers began to emit a wet squelching.

“Tell me what you are,” her voice whispered in your ear. You felt her fingers pulse into you firmer, making you whine.

“I’m- I-I’m a whore…” you muttered, dropping your head to her shoulder. Your hands slid down her shoulders, caressing over her still covered breasts.

“My whore,” Lune crooned almost affectionately as she curled her fingers, her middle finger rubbing into your g-spot. She felt your gummy walls clamp and then yawn around her.

“Y-Yours… ah-”

You moaned and squirmed restlessly, rocking your hips into her hand in desperation. You plucked at her bra straps in a silent question. She lifted her torso in response, attaching her mouth to your neck and biting on your soft skin.

Gasping softly as Lune teased your g-spot again, you unhooked her bra and slid it off the one arm you could; your hands found her breasts, full, soft, and pale. You squeezed and massaged them, thumbing her nipples as they firmed in the cool air.

“Fuck-” you heard her growl against your neck, her tongue running along the bruise she left on your skin.

Her free hand held your hip as you rode her fingers, cunt drooling and wet as she pulsed her nimble fingers into you. She thumbed your clit, rubbing slow circles into the sensitive nub.

“Lune… ha- oh fuck-…” you moaned, squealing as she abused both sensitive areas. You heard her chuckle darkly.

You felt so close to your finish, eyes growing teary and vision hazy with bliss. You rocked your hips desperately, hissing in pleasure as Lune curled her fingers.

“Mm… gonna cum for me, little whore?” Lune murmured against your jaw, feeling your gummy insides flutter and move as if gasping around her fingers.

You nodded hastily, whimpering into her neck as you hugged her close.

“Please, please, please, please Lune,” you begged. “‘m so close- f-fuck… please, I wanna cum…”

Lune listened with steady breath as you whined and moaned to her, squirming in her lap with the pressure in your gut nearly at the tipping point. She breathed slowly on your bare shoulder, lips pressing to your collarbone as she continued pumping her fingers into you.

You bit your lip as you felt the pressure mount in your gut, Lune’s fingers working you up to the climax you were desperate for. Your tipping point was a final brush against your g-spot, bringing you to sob in delight as your body was engulfed in euphoric bliss.

Lune watched as your body seized on her fingers before relaxing, easing you out of your climax with continued movement from her fingers. Finally she pulled her hand away, her bra slipping off her freed arm.

You relaxed in her lap, breathing softly, sniffling with teary eyes as you returned from your high. You caressed down her waist, looking up at her profile while your head rested on her shoulder.

Lune shifted, laying you back on the couch. You watched as she unfastened her pants and slipped them off with her underwear. She began to climb on top of your blushing figure, her eyes glinted with muted amusement at your dazed state.

“You didn’t have any other plans tonight, did you?” she asked, leaning over your reclined body.

You blinked dumbly, processing her words. Finally you shook your head in an answer.

“N-No…”

Looking up at her face, you watched the corner of her mouth twitch before she grinned in a way that was wicked and nefarious with intention.

Your body felt engulfed in warmth as Lune settled between your legs, her hands on your hips. Her hot breath fanned over your face, her eyes alight with an excitement you had never seen before.

Her hand traveled up and rested over your sternum. Oddly, you felt a fluttering ache there… as if your very SOUL was responding to her.

Her voice growled in your ear as she leaned in.

“Good. I’ve got a lot I want to show you.”

[starbase777]

When you have the desire to write four paragraphs of deep lore about your OC's history including a fine combination of angst and character progression but have no energy to do it

[tevintersnakes]

From among my doodles for today, putting him in power armour again cos I needa practice drawing it, and just generally hanging out with doc more.

[unforgivable-miracles]

【II】 ANGELIC ABSENCE

a white angelic-themed free docs. this template can range from singular/multi-muse muse docs to lore docs. feel free to copy and paste the pages including the breaker page to increase the length. it includes six pages including the breaker page and can hold at least 800 words minimum.

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[saintofmisery]

012 :: DILIGENCE

april was tortured poets department month so this is a month or two overdue. but i was inspired to create a doc perfect for writer characters! ink spills and coffee stains, isn't it a little reminiscent of colder months even if it's nearing summer? it's cozy, beige, and was utterly lovely to create.

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[tinywater]

hi!! in need of moots who share a love for writing, creating ocs, world building, & all that fun stuff!!! i would love to have more people to be able to talk about ocs / canon characters, writing, and original universes with, so don’t hesitate to interact with this if this sounds like you!!!

[stavroguine]

𝟏𝟏 𝐁𝐈𝐒 ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ 𝐖𝐀𝐓𝐂𝐇 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐈𝐈 (30 APR. 2024)

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ㅤㅤㅤㅤPERSONNALISATION : ★★★★★

ㅤㅤㅤㅤDIFFICULTÉ : ★☆☆☆☆

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ㅤㅤ 𝗟𝗜𝗞𝗘&𝗥𝗘𝗕𝗟𝗢𝗚𝗦 are appreciated.

[leeluvsu]

006: Love Letters !

introducing. . . , Love letters , a google doc character template inspired by the holiday: valentines day! The doc holds three landscape pages. It includes spots for the profile, persona, backstory and 4 spots for additional information.

( !!! ) make sure to credit me! in order to do that, keep my @ at the bottom of the first page!

HOW TO USE ! ◞ . . . most of the drawing are made up of drawings, to make it simple, use the replace image option. There is also one quote made up of a drawing, which the text can be easily replaced for pc users. ◞ . . . the doc would look good with any kind of pictures, though I will say the color theme shouldn't be changed as the png's wont be able to change colors. ◞ . . . If you have any questions, please ask! ◞ . . . I'm not sure of the models name, but here's where I got the photos. ◞ . . . download here

[kaikoikei]

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝕮𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐘 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐌𝐘 𝕿𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐘

(⠀free gdoc template⠀)

⠀⠀another⠀BLACK BUTLER THEMED⠀single-muse template — minimal palette of black & white. six pages accompanied with visuals belonging to the manga; misery of a debt unpaid and the sort of thing from your nightmares. people back from the dead to haunt you and stir your guilt like a pot of honey, the sweetness overwhelms you. easy to use — can fit 3000~ words ( 22200~ characters ). ⠀⠀MEMORIES⠀are easily forgotten⠀. . .⠀based on the past and encouraged by the future.

⠀⠀⠀⠀𝐂𝐔𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 !

⠀﹙ ✦ ﹚⠀any image featuring a gradient is a drawing, which you can customise to your liking by replacing the backing image with whatever visual you like ! ⠀﹙ ✦ ﹚⠀careful with how much you type as the foundation of most of the sections for writing are tables, so forewarning before you go experimenting how much you can put into it. ⠀﹙ ✦ ﹚⠀some main images are beneath text meaning you can't select them if you click on a table above it, try right-clicking above the image and selecting it on the pop-up—most, if not all, pngs are above text.

⠀⠀⠀⠀𝐔𝐒𝐀𝐆𝐄 !

⠀⠀DO NOT REMOVE CREDIT⠀the main credit source is a small four-pointed star ( ✦ ) either in the header of footer of the first page of my docs. ⠀⠀TO COPY⠀—⠀file > make a copy ⠀⠀TO COPYLOCK⠀—⠀share > settings icon ( ⚙ ) > uncheck "Viewers and commenters can see the option to download, print, and copy"

﹙ ! ﹚⠀all the art⠀used in the doc belongs to yana toboso's Black Butler. ﹙ ❤ ﹚⠀feel free to like & or reblog

[stargazingdesign]

22 - GIENAH | Stargazing Design - DOWNLOAD HERE

Hi everyone! Got a little bit inspired by the sorceresses (and obviously by my wife a.k.a Yennefer of Vengerberg) while replaying The Witcher 3, so today I bring you Gienah, a witchcraft themed google docs template. This doc might be perfect for your witchcraft related muse, featuring an abilities section with a lot of room to write. Hope you enjoy it!

✦ How to Use After purchasing, you will receive a link to the live template. Just click on it, select “file” and then “make a copy”. You can and you should edit anything you like, but please: ✦ Don’t remove my credits and the link to my tumblr ✦ Don’t allow others to make a copy of your copy ✦ Don’t share the link that you received for this doc

The pictures are of Anya Chalotra in The Witcher series.

If you have any doubts or need help to edit, feel free to contact me, I’ll be happy to help!

Likes and reblogs are appreciated! 💖 Thank you so much for your support! ✨

[dramatwrgy]

▍⠀⠀⠀COMMISSION⠀|⠀CHAOS&DREAMS

CHAOS&DREAMS is a google doc layout commission i made for a client on twitter! it was made to match the previous i made for her, this time to post her character's analysis. it follows more of a newspaper aesthetic than the previous one.

i got to make two commissions to the same person, and talking to her made me so happy. knowing people remember me by what i do is truly amazing and i'm so glad i made these commissions. i'll soon be posting a temporary info doc about commissions!

EDIT: i’ve officially opened my commissions! if you’re interested in it, you can find more info here.

[hopelessromance21]

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𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐬/𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: sʟɪᴄᴇ ᴏғ ʟɪғᴇ,

ᴇxᴘʟɪᴄɪᴛ ʟᴀɴɢᴜᴀɢᴇ, ᴀᴡᴋᴡᴀʀᴅ ᴅᴀᴛᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛ,

ᴍᴜʟᴛɪᴘʟᴇ ᴏᴄ ᴄᴀᴍᴇᴏ, ᴘʟᴏᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ɪᴍᴘᴇɴᴅɪɴɢ ᴘᴏʀɴ,

ᴇᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟʟ�� ᴄᴏɴsᴛɪᴘᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ

[ᴜɴᴅᴇʀᴛᴀʟᴇ ᴏᴄ] 𝐋𝐮𝐧𝐞 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

“𝘼𝙇𝙀𝙓𝙄𝙏𝙃𝙔𝙈𝙄𝘼” (1/3)

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 4,093

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so, uh. some context? this is a fic i wrote for christmas for my bestie. 11k words of purely self-indulgent simping for her own character :) annnd yea, i got her permission to post it here as well.

(Ialsomightveprintedandbookbounditsoshehasaphysicalcopybutthatdoesntmatterhaha)

June, Lune, and Ruebris belong to @simpymf

Sorel and Ange belong to me :)

Enjoy part one~

THE SURFACE

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐈𝐓𝐘

[𝟐𝟒 𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐇

𝐎𝐅 𝐌𝐓. 𝐄𝐁𝐎𝐓𝐓]

21XX

[ᴘ ᴀ ᴄ ɪ ғ ɪ s ᴛ]

You met Lune at the same time that monsters joined the world. Well, correction: you met June. Lune you met a few nights later, as you ran up, expecting to be greeted by the bubbly, cheerful demeanor of June and instead met by a sour face and look of indifference.

As first impressions go, Lune never made good ones. When you asked her, mistaking her still for June, why she looked so sour, you got a snappy remark and scowl. The next day June called you in a panic, and explained everything at lunch later that day.

But you got over it, introduced yourself properly next time you encountered Lune and invited her to get coffee with you, at whatever time she liked.

She scoffed at you with this look of disbelief, taking your kindness as something degrading and demeaning. A form of pity and attempted inclusion. It took her a while to get used to the idea that your kindness was only that; kindness.

Five dates in, she still met your interest with doubt and pessimistic dread.

Standing in front of the mirror, Lune hated that you made her dress up nice for dinner. Nice for Lune was a short black skirt and a small black shirt with some lace on the shoulders— not that anyone would see with the leather jacket dwarfing her top.

She kicked on her platform boots reluctantly, scowling as her pink hair got in the way of her vision.

‘Quit acting all grumpy! We’re going to see her tonight!’

June, as peppy as ever, scolded Lune within her mind. Her tone dripped with a sappy puppy love that made Lune grimace.

“Ugh- can’t believe you’re making me do this…”

‘Wh-! You like seeing her too! I know you do!’

If she could stand in front of her right now, Lune knew that June would poke at her chest indignantly, her cheeks puffed with insistence. Lune would roll her eyes and shove her away.

Instead, Lune just struggled to tune her out as she left her apartment, June yapping incessantly about how Lune should be lucky that she keeps getting dates with you.

It was late in the evening as Lune walked down the street, knowing the way to this classy, upscale restaurant that you didn’t ask, but told her to meet you at. You learned to give her no choice in the matter, only telling her where and when she had to be there.

Even if you had given her the choice to say no, June would bitch in Lune’s mind until she had to say yes, for her own sanity’s sake.

Though there was a bit of chill in the air, Lune’s jacket shielded her from it, and her black tights kept her legs warm. She knew how to dress for the weather, unlike some people…

‘Why are you walking?? Get a cab, or an uber!’

‘It’s a seven minute walk. And it’s cheaper, since we’re dining so extra tonight.’

Lune barely felt the tickle of impatience that ebbed from her shared SOUL with June. She ignored it, rolling her eyes at how hopeless her alter was.

June’s chattering seemed to die down as they grew closer to the restaurant. The glow of the neon lights could be seen on the street, a bright orange-red spelling out MTT RESORT II. Lune scoffed.

From afar Lune could see you standing outside the front doors, looking around expectantly. She had a thought to ditch you, as much as June would bitch about it later. But you looked down the street and saw her, your face brightening so obviously. Lune sighed as she continued forward.

“… hi,” she greeted you flatly.

“Hi,” you replied with a smile, stepping closer.

Lune saw your silent offer for a hug, and permitted one, though stiff and from the side.

“I’m so glad you could make it! I had to make this reservation a week in advance. I guess it’s pretty popular.”

“Mm.”

Sensing that the outside conversation was hitting a dead end, you flashed another smile as you let your jacket slip off your shoulders and stepped towards the door.

“Let’s head in.”

As you stepped away, Lune looked you over, her eyes devoid of obvious interest. You wore baggy whitewashed jeans and a pink shirt with a strawberry print scattered across. The neckline was low, accentuating your chest.. Your coat was unimportant; a cream white and long, reaching your knees.

Inside the restaurant, it was warm and bright. Basically the same layout and colors as the first one. Lune found it even uglier than she remembered.

A human stood at the hostess podium and quickly found the reservation under your name. She gathered two menus and utensils before leading you and Lune into the dining room. You reached behind and grabbed Lune’s hand, walking in with her.

Lune stiffened as your hand gripped hers with certainty. She stared at your back as she followed you, eyes narrowed with suspicion.

The hostess brought you to an intimate table for two, set with a tablecloth, dishes, and a centerpiece of candles. Faint jazzy music played, filling the dimly lit room with a cozy aura. Lune grimaced.

‘Smile!!’

‘No one likes my smile and you know it.’

‘Th-that’s not true! People just need to… t-to get used to it!’

Lune rolled her eyes, taking her seat unceremoniously. You seated yourself across from her, shrugging your jacket off completely and letting it drape over the back of your chair.

Lune slouched back into her seat, letting her eyes wander around the room. Other tables around them were occupied by two or three, and across the room was a loudly chatting party of five people. A bunch of monsters listening to a tall skeleton tell an animated story. Lune subtly tugged her jacket collar up.

“So, what have you been up to this week?” You asked, opening your menu and passively looking over the options. What in the world was a Glamburger?

Lune avoided looking at you, studying her menu as well. Her eyes glanced over the listed options, nothing looking appetizing in the slightest.

“Uh… worked. That’s it.”

She could see from her peripheral that you smiled and looked at her over your menu.

“Oh yeah, June told me you started a new night job. How’s that going?”

Lune grit her teeth, overcome with irritation that the little blabber-mouth told you about her new position as a dressed-up cocktail waitress. It was not a job she wanted to brag about, and she explicitly told June not to say anything.

“Yeah. It’s fan-fucking-tastic. I get groped every night for tips.”

Your expression wilted noticeably, and for some unknown reason it brought Lune’s gaze to flicker upward.

“Really? It’s that bad?” You asked, your concern weighing on your face with your frown.

Lune sighs, sensing June’s inner urging to console you.

“No, it’s not that bad. I give off enough of a vibe to keep the creeps off of me. It’s just a seedy joint. Not a place you’d be into.”

At this, you perked up, grinning in a way that Lune still couldn’t decipher in the few times she’d seen it.

“Oh really? You don’t think I’m the type to go there?”

“Pffft,” Lune snorted, taking a drink of her curiously bedazzled water. “No way.”

You kept your next thought to yourself, keeping control of your smile as you looked back down at the menu.

Lune had no appetite for any of the listed items on the menu, but she obliged with a Glamburger while you ordered The Show Stopper Salmon.

The idle minutes spent waiting for your meals were spent with you doing most of the talking. You told her about your job and how it was going, some of the annoying customers you handled in the past week, your excitement for the first Monster Comedy Special premiering soon; every mundane detail you shared was something Lune couldn’t care less about, but sat there and listened with brief head nods or gruff “mhm… uh-huh…”s.

‘Don’t act like you’re bored!! You’re not doing anything for this conversation! You’re making her do all the work!’

‘Well she seems to be doing just fine! All she’s doing is talking about herself!’

‘Because you barely answered any of her questions!!’

Lune grimaced at June’s accuracy, though you read it as dread for this ongoing conversation— promptly alerting you to how much you talked about yourself.

“Oh- I’m sorry, I’ve been talking too much-!” you laughed at yourself and waved your hands.

Lune’s eyes passed to glare at a corner of the room, her lips pursed in reluctance.

“Nah, it’s fine. You’ve got a nice voice.”

‘!!!’

Your eyes grew wide, face flushing a noticeable shade as you stared at Lune.

“O-Oh-! Uh- th-thank you!”

“Mhm..”

Seconds ticked by in silence, punctuated as the waiter arrived with your plates. You thanked them politely as your meal was set before you, readying your utensils to dig in.

Lune unfolded her napkin slowly, watching you begin to cut into your dish.

“… I wouldn’t mind seeing that Monster Comedy,” she spoke up, taking a bite out of her burger immediately after.

You paused mid-slice with your steak knife, looking up at Lune in momentary shock. If you were reading into it right, and you hoped you were, Lune was proposing a future date…

Your eyes lit up with anticipation, watching her chew her burger with an expression of bewilderment directed to her meal.

“Yeah? I think the local theater is showing the premier next Tuesday. Do you wanna. . .”

You trailed off in the hopes that Lune would ask you outright, a clear sign that there was something here, some progress being made and some effort being put in by her.

“Yeah, sure. I can come get you at six.”

Her tone was only apathetic, borderline disinterested in the notion of another date. But watching her, you could swear you saw her blushing.

Your smile reappeared as you cut into your fish and took a bite, ignoring the odd, tingly sensation that spread across your tongue from the edible glitter, and the fluttering in your stomach from the woman across from you.

“So, tell me about your first day at work…”

𝐓𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐃𝐀𝐘

‘I’m so proud of you!!’

“Shut up,” Lune muttered between her teeth.

“Hm?” You asked, walking down the street on Lune’s arm.

“Just talking to June.”

Lune caught the slight surprise that crossed your face, not expecting her to admit to speaking to her other half.

You knew she did, and that June did the same when she was out. But Lune never admitted it or outright ignored you in the past when you caught her mumbling. You took to assuming her irritated expressions were directed internally about 50% of the time.

“Oh, okay,” you laughed sheepishly and tucked yourself closer into Lune’s side.

Lune grimaced as she looked down at you, her face turning a slight red.

“What are you doing?”

You looked up at her, feigning innocence only to give yourself away with your flustered smile.

“I’m cold,” you answered and shrugged your shoulders underneath an obviously warm coat.

Lune scoffed in dismissal, clearly seeing through your ruse. You had appeared warm and comfortable enough when she arrived to pick you up, greeting her at the door in a cozy sweater (that June had lent you and then forgot about-) and form-fitting leggings.

However, she put her arm around your body, pulling you close as you walked along.

“Should’ve layered up.”

You couldn’t help but laugh.

“Yeah, I should’ve.”

Stepping into the theater that was several degrees warmer than outside, Lune removed her arm around you to pay for the tickets. You busied yourself with buying popcorn and two drinks, feeling Lune step up behind you after her transaction was finished.

You turned to her and handed her one drink with a smile.

“Ready?”

“Yep,” she answered, handing you your ticket stub.

You took the paper from her, before taking her hand in yours to hold as you both found your theater room.

‘You’re blushinggg~’

‘Shut the fuck up.’

You both walked into your theater room, up the carpeted walkways until you reached your seats. You sat down and settled in, waiting for the rest of the theater to settle and the show to start. Around you people whispered in conversations of excitement as they took their seats.

“NYAH-HA-HA! I CANNOT WAIT!”

‘Oh my God-’

“I know Papy, but we have to be quiet! We don’t want to be kicked out, hehe-!”

“Do you want some

popcorn, Rueb?”

“Oh… sure…”

“‘scuse me, don’t mean to make a production over here- ererer…”

“Oh my God-”

You were about to ask Lune about the mutter of dread you just heard from her, but were interrupted by a shrill gasp before you could speak a word.

“Oh, Lune!!”

“Shhhh-!”

“SHH-!”

“Shhh!!”

“Shh!” “Shhh!”

Grimacing in her seat, Lune attempted to slump lower to hide herself. But even in a dark theater, her bubblegum-pink hair was unmistakable.

“Lune!! What a small world, hehe-!”

You turned in your seat, viewing a familiar mossy green monster looming over Lune’s seat. Coils of her willow-branch hair dangled over Lune’s sour expression, the monster’s bright yellow eyes glowing in the dark as she stared down at your date.

“… hhey, Ange,” Lune greeted her begrudgingly. You saw the monster’s elf-like ears begin to flutter.

“It’s so nice to see you out! I didn’t know you enjoyed comedies!”

Lune stared forward with a look of regret, her face blooming with a red hue. You couldn’t help but grin at how helpless and disgruntled she looked.

“Yeah… trying something new,” Lune muttered through her teeth.

“How wonderful! It’s always good to broaden your horizons! Even if you don’t enjoy it, you still tried it!!”

“That’s true!” You chimed in. The moment your voice met her fluttering ears, Ange turned her head to stare at you. Her eyes widened and grew brighter in recognition, her ears turning to green blurs on either side of her head.

“Oh!! Lune, I didn’t know you were on a date!”

You laughed at Ange’s sudden shift in attention and smiled up at her. Lune stared into the middle distance with an expression of wishing she was anywhere else other than here.

“What a coincidence, we’re on a date too!”

“Oh God…” Lune groaned. You smiled at her with sympathy.

“We’re on a double date with Sorel and Rueby!”

“… mhm…” Lune mumbled in hesitant acknowledgement.

“What if we made it a triple date?!”

“That sounds like fun!” You answered, holding Lune’s hand and giving it a gentle squeeze.

Ange kicked her feet excitedly, bounding back to her seat where Papyrus, who you had met briefly in the past, sat. She leaned close to whisper to the flustered skeleton. In reply he bellowed, in what you could only assume was his lowest voice, “WHY, THAT IS WONDERFUL ANGE! WE WILL SOON HAVE A COUPLE ARMY!”

“ey, i don’t mean to make a scene over ‘ere…”

“Oh my fucking God-”

Craning her neck to see the short, pudgy skeleton that continued to crack movie-themed puns, Lune glared venomously at Sans, who only grinned back smugly.

“but the show is starting so… we need quiet on the set…”

“Fucking die.”

“Lune!” You laughed, pulling her back into her seat. You curled your arm around hers, feeling her reluctantly settle down beside you.

“Tch- he’s so fucking annoying…”

“Don’t worry, I’ll fend him off,” you joked. Lune only rolled her eyes, the theater falling into silence as the show began to play…

𝐓𝐰𝐨 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬 𝐋𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫…

As the comedy show concluded, you laughed along and grinned at the jokes sprinkled into the ending. Occasionally you turned to glance at Lune, viewing her either stone-faced or allowing the occasional chuckle or huff of amusement.

Once the lights brightened the room, everyone stood and began collecting their things. You gathered your bag and trash, Lune standing behind you and watching you collect yourself. Once you stepped out into the aisle, Ange rushed up to Lune, leaping up to hug her tightly.

“Hi Lune!”

“Eh… hi…”

“I’m so glad you enjoyed the comedy show! I heard you laugh three times!”

You caught the way Lune’s face flushed with shame, her eyes looking left and right to see if anyone else saw this embarrassing display.

“Yeah… wasn’t horrible.”

“YES, I BELIEVE MOST OF THE JOKES WERE TOLERABLE. FAR BETTER THAN MY BONE-HEADED BROTHER’S!” Papyrus chimed in, stepping into the conversation as Ange released Lune from her hug.

“ey, c’mon now bro, i think i’m pretty.. humerus.”

You snorted at the play on words and heard Lune scoff at the same time.

“AHEM- ANYHOW… SINCE YOU ARE A PART OF OUR COUPLE ARMY, YOU MUST JOIN US FOR SOME ICE CREAM!”

“Oh yes!” Ange squealed, clapping her hands excitedly. “Please join us, Lune!”

Lune made no reaction as all eyes landed on her, only turning to glance back at you. You smiled at her and shrugged; willing to join them or to leave if Lune wanted.

She sighed, turning back to the eagerly awaiting monsters.

“… okay, fine.”

“Oh goodie!” Ange cheered, hugging Lune once more.

Now absorbed into the party of monsters, you and Lune walked out with them into the lobby of the movie theater. Ange chatted excitedly with everyone, asking their opinions on the jokes since she didn’t understand any of them. You made friendly small-talk with Sorel, you and him seeming to mirror each other as you both had stoically silent partners on your arm.

Lune cast her eyes out on the collection of monsters surrounding her, all the while feeling the warmth of your touch around her arm. Everyone’s voices clamored around her in a jumble of irritating noise as the group traveled down the street.

“OH YES, MY SWEET ANGE, THAT WAS A VERY FUNNY JOKE—”

“Ohh, so that’s what it meant??”

“and then i said to him, i said, ‘that ain’t a scientific prop, that's my mom!’ ereererer—”

“Heh… that is

very funny, Sans….”

“So, are you and Lune having a good night?”

“Oh yeah, I think so!”

Hearing your voice ring out with tentative hope, Lune glanced down at you as you continued conversing with the Screenface.

“Last week we went to the MTT Resort. It was pretty nice despite the wait and all…”

“Oh! That-that’s really nice!”

“Mhm!”

“… D-Did you enjoy the Resort, Lune?”

Lune stiffened as she was caught by Sorel, who didn’t spare her for eavesdropping on their conversation and instead invited her input.

Lune frowned as both he and you turned to look at her. She looked away, searching for her opinion of last week’s date.

‘Tch- I didn’t really care either way—’

‘It seemed like a shitty restaurant, especially with those insane prices—’

‘I dunno why she insists on dragging me out every weekend or whatever—’

“It was fine, I guess. They fucked up hamburgers, which I thought would be impossible.”

You and Sorel laughed at Lune’s dry and genuine criticism of the restaurant, Lune looking at you both with a blank face.

Sorel sighed, leaning into Ruebris’ arm. “Yeah, I never did get the Resort’s food. Whatever sells I guess…”

Ruebris’ brows knitted together as he thought back to a memory. Through his mandibles he muttered; “there was even glitter in the water…”

You laughed as you slipped your hand down to hold Lune’s hand. “Yeah.. I still had a good time, though.”

Lune felt your eyes settle on her, staring in apparent admiration. Though she kept her gaze fixated ahead, her features unmoving, her cheeks did glow with a subtle pink. She blamed June… somehow.

“Ooh! We’re here!” Ange exclaimed, clapping her hands.

The party stopped in front of an idyllic ice cream shop, looking warm and cozy inside while it remained frosty and cold outside. No one wasted any time stepping in, the party of seven filling the somewhat small store.

“WHAT WOULD YOU LIKE, MY DEAR SWEET ANGE?” Papyrus asked the short Moss Maiden with tender sweetness, leaning down to meet her face. Lune grimaced as the two brushed noses in affection.

“Mint chocolate chip, please!”

“ONE MINT CHOCOLATE CHIP FOR MY LOVELY MOSS MAID!”

Queuing up in the line, Papyrus stood with his brother to make his order. Ruebris and Sorel stood together behind them, with Sorel reading the menu that hung above the cashier while Ruebris squinted blindly.

You parted from Lune’s side, taking out your wallet with one hand.

“What would you like?” You asked her.

Lune stood in silence, considering refusing to let you buy her ice cream— but she wouldn’t buy herself any either, and she figured the group would complain about her lack of participation.

“Hh… whatever’s cheap.”

You blinked in surprise, the questioning clear in your eyes. But you just smiled and nodded, stepping into the line behind the other monsters.

Lune expected to just stand around in wait, boredly watching the line shuffle along. However, her mundane plans were ruined with Ange pulling her to a table in the corner. Lune found herself sitting across from the energetic and always-cheery monster, and already felt like she fell into a trap.

Her ears fluttered softly as Ange stared with bright yellow eyes. Lune’s sour gaze stared back, blank and dull.

“I’m so happy to see you out, Lune! Normally we only see you if you’re spending time with us!”

Lune glanced left and right, shifting in discomfort in her seat.

“Yeah…”

“And it’s so nice that you’re going on dates with _______! It seems like you’re having a good time with her!”

Lune blinked, struck with slight surprise at Ange’s words. She almost didn’t believe her— how could she look like she was having a good time?

“I-… I do?”

“Mhm! Well- I mean, obviously you can’t very obviously show that you’re enjoying yourself, but you are acting warmly towards her! Letting her hold your hand or lean on you! I see that as you enjoying yourself— otherwise you would just leave!”

Lune shifted again, her discomfort growing as she found herself stuck in one of those introspective, emotional talks with Ange.

“Mm… I guess…”

Ange tilted her head at Lune, propping her head in her hands. “What, is that not the case?”

Lune glanced from Ange to you still waiting in line. She frowned in thought, always finding it difficult to be introspective about her entirely absent feelings.

“I guess I just feel obligated to stay… if I ditch, it’ll make her upset.”

Looking back at Ange, Lune’s frown worsened as she read that Ange was delighted by her words.

“Oh Lune, that’s wonderful! That means you care about her feelings! I’m so happy for you!”

“Wh- I… no I don’t— tch-”

Ange giggled softly, shaking her head and making her willow locks shuffle around her shoulders.

“Well, you care about my feelings, don’t you? Or- you’re aware of them. Isn’t that why you agreed to join us here, even though it wasn’t in your plans? And I’m just your friend!”

Lune stared pensively at a spot on the table, her gaze so intense it almost appeared she was trying to burn a hole into the patterned surface.

“… yeah, I guess.”

“All I’m saying is I’m happy to see you doing things without us. I want you to have a life and interests outside of me and Sorel and Papy and Sans! It’s good for you!”

“— ONE MINT CHOCOLATE CHIP FOR MY LOVELY ANGE!”

Arriving at their table suddenly, Papyrus swooped to Ange’s side with a waffle cone topped with bright green ice cream speckled with chocolate. Ange gasped in surprise and took the treat, her ears fluttering happily as she kissed Papyrus’ cheek.

“Oh thank you, my sweet Papy!”

“Ugh-” Lune groaned, rolling her eyes to the right. As she did, you fell into her view, walking up with two separate cups of ice cream.

“I got you vanilla,” you said, taking the seat beside her and passing her the ice cream.

Lune looked down at it in contemplation, a mound of creamy white with a spoon stuck into it. She glanced at you as you ate a spoonful of ice cream— also a cream white, but blemished with frozen mounds of edible cookie dough.

She huffed as she draped her arm around the back of your seat, taking a spoonful of her ice cream. From the corner of her eye, she saw you smile.

“Thanks…”

[nanistar]

SERPENTINE PROMISE | Hidden in Plain Sight.

Serpentine Promise is a 16+ literate Horror / Slasher Warriors RP set on the coast of Belize in the heart of a meteor crater called the Cardinal. This RP takes heavy inspiration from the beautiful indigenous Mayan cultures of Belize for its worldbuilding.

You are part of three groups known as Arrows. You live in relative peace, guided by your Celestial Leaders in the skies above - the Jade Tiger, the Red Tiger, and the Gold Tiger. Centuries prior, these three leaders created the Arrows, but in doing so created something worse. The North Serpent wanted the crater for itself, and would only be satisfied when it ate the sun. The three tigers fought together against the serpent to the death.

In modern times, these Celestial Leaders are growing increasingly distraught, until they disappear one night and leave you with nothing but an omen … Cats around you begin to drop dead soon after. Your objective? Survive. Keep one eye open. Figure out which one of you is slaughtering cats by the dozen, or die trying.

𓆙 ━─┈

🌊THE EAST WAVES Living on the sandy coasts of the Cardinal, the cats of the East Waves are weathered, brave, regal, and know their way around the barrier reef, and the raging seas. 🌴THE SOUTH RAINS Nestled in the dense, lush rainforest of the crater, the cats of the South Rains are intelligent, agile, gifted and flighty. They know how to traverse the land without ever placing a paw on the dangerous jungle floor.

⛰️THE WEST PEAKS Settled in the mountains along the edge of the crater, living within caverns and along cliff faces, cats in the West Peaks are hardy, strong, tough and independent, battling the biggest threats of all — Harpy eagles, amongst other dangerous raptors. 𓆙 ━─┈ WHAT WE OFFER🐍

A safe, secure environment for all with safety nets in place for any incident that would otherwise occur in a large space.

A server open to writers of any experience.

An extremely large expanse of lore and world-building including a glossary of brand new terms, in-depth lore and history inspired by Mayan cultures, unique ranks and roles to each Arrow, and an entirely new herb and medicine system created entirely for the RP, amongst a dozen other additions!

A server run by BIPOC and LGBT+ moderators, including a Belizean admin and consultant.

High Ranks and Roles open for application for writers of any experience and skill level!

RP affiliation / partnership — advertise your RP server in ours!

EXPLORE THE WORLD & APPLY NOW! >> https://serpentinepromise.carrd.co/ << =

(please note that i, nanistar, am NOT the host of this RP. i am merely a moderator and the tumblr liaison. i can answer some basic questions, but for anything more in-depth else please contact BADMIRACLE on tumblr. he is an amazing rp host and has spent months bringing this together and developing this rp.)

[lostdurast]

0.1 ━━━━ history is written by the victors.

i've decided to start posting on tumblr, so this is a new beggining! i've had this doc idea for a while, and i'd like for it to be an indicative of what i can do. ❝ history is written by the victors ❞ is a text-heavy, single-muse google doc, that has a variety of links & a few images. it's very obviously centered around finnick odair, and I hope that the doc has managed to capture at least some of his essence.

about the use go to file, then select make a copy. do not remove the credit, please. turn off the ability to make a copy before using it. like & reblog this post if you are going to use it.

likes & reblogs are appreciated!

access the document · ━━ ˊ * 𝐇𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘...

[unforgivable-miracles]

【XIV】 RECALLING EVENTS

a combination of newspaper and illegal document-themed docs. this was previously an exclusive document but now it is for public use! it includes four pages including general information, a roleplay sample, an important event, an important relation, appearance, persona, and connections.

do not get rid of credits — if you don't know how to edit already: file > make a copy — after copying, go to share > settings (top right icon) > uncheck "viewers and commenters can see the option to…" — to replace images: right-click image > replace image — to replace images in drawings: right-click drawing/double tag drawing > right click image > replace image — dm me if you have any questions

[saintofmisery]

011 :: LUCIFER

new year, new doc! have you missed me? lucifer is vastly different to what i used to have. slightly vampiric and beautiful in red with slight motifs of roses. romantic in all ways, elegant. it's clean, almost magazine-like. perfect for those who seek out docs with less frills.

how to use :

— go to file & select make a copy.

— don't remove or modify the credit.

— before using, turn off the ability to make a copy.

— likes and reblogs are greatly appreciated!

how to edit :

— edit however you want, but some elements will get moved if you go beyond the text amount.

— what you'll receive upon purchasing is a zip file with the link, coloring, and other detailed instructions on how to use. 

— the faceclaim on this doc is danielmillar_ on instagram.

DOWNLOAD HERE.