#empty-blog-for-lurking

[sockdooe]

Guys who should get a medical degree and are totally sane <3

HAPPY (late) BIRTHDAY EMPTY!!!!! @empty-blog-for-lurking

[void-tiger]

Hi! I hope it is alright if i ask you this but do you happen to have or know posts with Shiro and/or Black Lion meta? I struggle to understand their characters since i am more biased towards others but i really do want to understand them better (and if it is alright could they be more ship neutral or from people who are more ship neutral? Most metas i had seen claim to be about Shiro, only to end up as sk ship manifestos and no hate against the shippers but i dont care about sk and it has gotten really goddamn annoying) thank you!!!

I know I’ve made some, but they’re closer to headcanon territory vs proper meta. Check my takashi shirogane, vld shiro, black paladin shiro/bp shiro, blacktashi, and black lion tags. (It’s been probably a few years since I posted or reposted them though.)

I also know @headspacedad has made and reblogged others proper meta, and I often see @mckinlily and @noisypaintersong with Black Paladin Shiro stuff on my dash as well.

I’m trying to remember who else is active who might know—feel free to jump in y’all!

[thus-spoke-lo]

the problem with dialing back my time spent on here is having to catch up on blocking ageless blogs. please, i don't think it's too much to ask to have some sort of age indicator in your bio, pinned, etc. and if you don't, that's also fine but you get the block.

[borifem]

WIP

hi, I'm bori, I'm gonna turn this into a proper intro when I have time but in short! i'm a 21yo girl, I have noticed my views started to shift, and I made this account to explore the ideas of radical feminism, open up a dialog and seek out the opinions and guidance of other women. so far, I've always been in very q*eer circles both irl and on line. a huge portion of my irl friends and close ones are trans/q*eer - this change of views is truly a huge deal to me. i feel as I am betraying those I love, but the internal conflict is gnawing at me, thus driving me to make this account. I hope it'll bring me peace; a conclusion.

besides that: im bi, a slav, vegan, i love nature, birds, reading, some fandoms I dabble in, being silly, kindness in the face of struggle and so on and so forth. i am mentally ill, and a SA victim, but I'm not disclosing more than that for now. toxic yuri can save the world. bye! :)

[yazthebookish]

If they actually have evidence for people targeting their "month" they won't hesitate from barking names and posting screenshots. But they don't have evidence because like the list of Elr*el names that was made up before, it's utter bullshit.

It's easier to do things anonymously after all. There is no accountability.

[marswasnothere]

I think I must have hallucinated a picture of Daniel where it looks like he has massive pussy lips cause I thought I saved it but can’t find it ANYWHERE

[danikatze]

I blocked nearly 200 spam bot blogs (or whatever you call them) yesterday and I have 200+ more to scan through now.. I feel really bad if I blocked someone who wasn't a fake blog, but I don't have the mental capacity to check whether a blog is real or not.

[kazz-matazz]

does anyone else have a fucking influx of bots following them because i swear i woke up to 5 and then 2 more came in and one of them had some not so great stuff on their blog. love waking up and having to block bots. so awesome.

PLEASE change headers and profile pictures and make your blog TITLED or else you will look like a bot.

[urfavoritemistake]

EVERY WORD YOU SPIT IS ABSOLUTE FIREEE OMGG U GET IT. i cherish all the ogs who were in the trenches in 2015-2016

welcome to the Murdersex zine, a zine celebrating all things sex and murder. but um. we don't want to romanticize it or anything so don't make your submissions too murdersexy. we will do extensive background checks on all applicants and if we decide a past work of yours has too much sexy murder we'll have to remove you, sorry. we have limits, you know, we want a tasteful gory spread you could put on your coffee table, and having the Wrong people in it would kill the vibe (and we condemn all killing! wholeheartedly!)

[habibisagi]

literally nothing more embarrassing and humbling than u accidentally double tapping when scrolling as u lurk on someone’s blog (that u had history with/ex mutual) LMFAOOO 😭 THE SHEER PANIC TO UNLIKE SO FAST LIKE THAT DID NOT JUST HAPPEN

[sockdooe]

Shiro or Allura for the meme!

Help me this took an unnecessary long time but in my defense class got to me HELP

[voidd-essence]

what would u do if I started posting on here

[strawbrrrry]

Hello. I am seemingly blocked from your joint account any chance I can be unblocked? I assume it was due to no age in bio before, cannot think of another reason

bro u got empty blog. pay us u can have forever access silly lil guy

[koushirouizumi]

{Today's Block.}

You know what, I'm just leaving the name in this time... {If you're a real person, actually reply to this post and show some way of proving you're a human and not a bot, please.} (And please follow or Like/rb from a different blog than a blank blog.)

[m1ckeyb3rry]

hi hi!! while i don’t necessarily agree w taking up tags for an irrelevant post i feel like i see variants of this sentiment floating around with some frequency and i figured i would just add in my thoughts once and for all:

imo there’s two main reasons why this happens!! the first is tagging — some of the short fics you’re referring to tend to be multi character in nature so they show up in a lot more searches/recommendation, which naturally leads to way more notes. the second is investment — it is 10x easier to drop a like or a barebones/empty reblog on a fic you can quickly read while scrolling than it is to take active time out of your day to read something longer!! i don’t even think that’s like a statement on society or anything HAHA we only have so many hours in a day after all 🥲 but yeah i don’t think it’s anything malicious it really does just come down to the nature of being online and whatnot

genuine question, what is more appealing about the fics that are posted that contain, at least, five to ten sentences? i’ve seen a lot of 5k+ worded fics with just 100 notes (at the most a lot of times) and the former mentioned gets, like, 3k in just a day. am i just missing a bigger picture or do most people not show proper attention to actual writings anymore? sorry for taking up tags in advance my curiosity needs to be satisfied 💔💔

[unriding]

PROTECTING YOU FROM A CREEP. ft. endo & togame (separate)

in which a persistent pursuer doesn’t quite get the hint … that is, until they come face to face with your boyfriend. potential warning for implied stalking ( not by the characters ). f!reader.

sfw. similar to headcanons from my previous blog, but is not a repost!

As if any unwarranted looks your direction could ever go unnoticed by Endo.

He’s pegged you as the type of person to be much too trusting of everyone you come across since day one, now even more so from the way you didn’t even bother to question the reason behind why Endo would suddenly want to pick you up from work (though.. had he known that your shifts were adjusted to wrap up at 11 PM, he certainly would have started doing so much, much earlier).

He decides to wait just outside the back entrance of your building, clock on his phone reading 10:58 PM. It doesn’t take him long to note that the street lights in this specific lot are dim, and the area itself is practically empty. Nothing out of the ordinary considering the time, but it’s definitely not the ideal place he would like for you to be walking alone in the middle of the night.

It’s not like Endo himself is immune to your cute face or your endearing personality either, but — everything about this just rubs him the wrong way.

That stranger that only visits your work when he knows you’re working. According to your coworkers, he’s got his hands on your full schedule for the month. How that would even be possible is beyond him, your coworkers, and your own comprehension. Apparently nobody had told him your hours, but in the end, he got the information from somewhere.

He thinks this has been going on for much longer than you’ve let on.

A sudden set of footsteps catches his attention, though they’re not as heavy as he imagined they would be. The new moon tonight makes it difficult for Endo to see clearly, but from what he’s able to make out — he’s smaller than him, at least.

Not that he would have a hard time with someone who happened to outsize him.

He almost says something. He certainly would have, without a doubt, but you’ve always had a thing or two to say about him ‘starting unnecessary fights.’

So he waits. He waits and watches as the man in the hood looks as if he’s about to open his mouth to say something, but changes his mind upon noticing Endo beside the door.

Specifically, the infamous infinity on his neck. The tattoo that anyone in Makochi could recognize in a single glance — one that spells death for whoever is foolish enough to bother him, let alone his girl.

The man freezes in place. The new boyfriend you’ve been talking about was him?

Perhaps Endo’s reputation as one of the strongest still stands even years after high school has passed — especially now, with the way the stranger stares at him, completely dumbstruck.

Something bordering sadistic in Endo bubbles inside his chest. He can’t help it — not when he knows that had he not decided to come to pick you up, you would have been alone with him by now.

And now that he’s seen him up close, he doesn’t like him one bit.

“Ah, here to pick her up?” Endo cocks his head to the side. “That’d be my job, don’t you think?”

“W-Who?” He stammers, eyes narrowing into his best attempt at a glare despite the tremble of his lip. “I don’t know anyone here, man.”

He almost laughs. “Well, don’t leave so soon,” he makes his way towards him, circles him like a wolf stalks his next prey.

“What’re you doing lurking at her work place like this?” Endo stops when he’s just beside him, ‘Frank’ only a couple inches from him now, “ya little punk?”

“I’m here for the trash. I can come back tomorrow—”

“Really now..” Endo leans in, almost laughing when he retreats backwards. “Because I thought you looked awfully familiar. You’re not that guy who got a hold of my girl’s work schedule, did ya?”

His eyes go wide. “N..n—”

“Cuz a nice girl like that’s already got a boyfriend,” he checks his watch, bored. 11:01. You’d probably be double checking your things by now. “Ah.”

“Unless you’d like for her to see you passed out on the floor, of course. We could arrange that.”

“Wouldn’t you like that, you mutt?”

You really, really should have taken up Togame’s offer to pick you up.

He’s always laughed at your glare, much to your annoyance. Presses a fingertip to the skin between your brows with an amused grin, reminding that you that “such a harsh look only looks cute when it’s you, y’know.”

Only, he’s nowhere in sight and this time, you truly hope your glare doesn’t come across as cute. Your back roughly bumps into the wall with your last step away from your pursuer, hand flying up to flash your phone’s messages his way — “my favorite turtle” clear across the top of the screen.

“My boyfriend’s really big and scary, just so you know,” your voice falters, panic flashing across your eyes for a moment. “And he’s on his way. I told him all about you.”

He smiles, and a chill runs down your spine.

“Did you now? Well, he doesn’t know you like I do,” he sneers, slowly moving to close the distance between the two of you. “I could treat you better. You know I could. Just give me another chance, and I’ll prove it.”

You shake your head as hard as you can. “I said you aren’t my type,” your voice comes out quieter this time, hoping the volume masks at least some of the fear, “a lot of times. And I have a boyfriend.”

It doesn’t faze him. If anything, you think he looks amused by your efforts to turn him down.

“Did you think I didn’t know that, silly girl?” He’s closer now, enough to stretch his hand out and nearly reach you, “I really, really like girls like you. I don’t care… about your little boyfriend….”

Your eyes slam shut, back pressed against the wall and your hands hugging your purse to your chest — tightly, as if something so small could still potentially shield you from him. “Well he’s gonna b-be here, so—”

Togame. Where is Togame? Your heart pounds a thousand beats a second, eyes clenched shut harder than ever before, and you wait—

But his hand never reaches you.

There’s only a brief noise of surprise from your pursuer before it turns into something resembling pain, and your eyes flutter open.

“Jo..!”

You quickly note the faint trace of sweat along his temples, as if he had frantically searched every corner of the town before finding you. It doesn’t take you much longer to note the furrow of his brows next — the way he always does when he’s angry.

“Got yourself in a real interesting situation while I was on my way, did you now?” Togame’s grip tightens on his wrist, and he winces. His eyes flicker towards you, taking a second to make sure you’re not hurt.

He sighs in relief when you appear unharmed — aside from the slight tremble of your hands, of course, but no visible injuries. Lucky for him, he thinks, or he would have had to ask you to leave the scene.

Which leaves one thing.

“Hey… you,” the look in his eyes darkens, “what do you think you’re doing bothering her like that?”

“Cornering her against the wall …. and what was that? Tell me….” Togame lets go of his wrist, only to grab a fistful of his shirt. “Exactly what you were planning to do while I was away.”