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ritualofcirice · 16 days ago

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They're here at last! My sincerest apologies for these taking so long. I threw you in two more H/Cs and wrote an entirely different set to make up for it too (I'll post it later today). They should cover a range of fluffy interactions. I hope you like them - and thank you so much for making me an official Mallek fan because oh my goodness, I will be writing more of him ♡

SFW Mallek x Human!Reader Headcanons (Mallek x Reader) [Requested]

🐑 ♡ I'm so happy that these are here at long last, I loved writing for Mallek ♡🐑

Part of a collection of imagines and scenarios for various Hiveswap characters.

Teen and Up Audiences, Graphic Violence, F/M, M/M, Other/M, Tag(s): Headcanons, Domestic Fluff, Fluff, Sharing Clothes, Hugging, Light Angst, Makeup, Ambiguous Gender Reader, POV Second Person

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SFW Mallek x Human!Reader Headcanons

♡ Are you interested in technology or body modification? Whether you said yes or no, you have no choice in listening to the endless conversations you’ll find that Mallek springs on you. You aren’t sure at times if he’s talking to himself, but when he turns to you to see if you’re following him, you know for certain that he’s waiting for a response. While you might not always understand what he’s talking about, you try your best to be a good listener. You ask questions - and even if he doesn’t outwardly express it, there’s a certain happiness that comes from people showing an interest in your hobbies. It’s something you can see in his eyes. When you notice it, it's hard to forget it. There's no way to explain how someone's eyes can become soft, but they can. Of course, Mallek doesn't always dominate your conversations. If you haven't been speaking much about your interests, he'll seek you out to ask you about them. He's constantly checking in with you, and if you need to remember something, he's your walking, talking memory card. Even if no words are shared between you both, the silence that follows is filled with a contentness to simply exist in the same space. After all, it's a miracle you're even beside him.

♡ One day you’ll find that he has printed out and sourced thousands of pages worth of Alternian education. It’s what he would have been given when he was younger, and it’s what all trolls are taught. Most of it is instructional material given to the Jade's that raise the offspring to begin with, but a lot of it sheds light on their society as a whole. Half of it seems like propaganda. Mallek turns his nose up at that sort of stuff, but after you spent so much time telling him about your world and how your species worked, he wanted to return the favour. It wasn't just for your entertainment, however. Anything that he gives you will help you survive in Alternia. That means your education also involves a lot of films, confusing diagrams of quadrants you still haven't gotten your head around, and some videos you wish you'd rather not seen. Even by listening to Mallek himself, there was plenty of valuable knowledge for you to pick up about Alternian society in his musings.

♡ There’s times where Mallek will savour your affection in the sweetest ways. When you’re helping him out with something, or you’re busy, he won’t hesitate to show you his appreciation by wrapping his arms around your waist and holding you close to him. Since he’s there he might as well remind you how much you mean to him. It’s not like he’s great at it, but he tries. He'll call you sweet names in his tongue that click and rumble in his throat. A soft kiss to your shoulder says more. The way he shares your space tells you that he enjoys your company. Hip to hip, he’ll wrap his hand around your shoulder if he has one to spare. When he does, he’ll play with the outline of your ear, or he will run the tip of his claws against your skin in delicate strokes. With the two of you together in his hive, the outside world melts away. The dim lights of computer screens flicker as you curl up beside him and rest your head in his lap. Sometimes, you’ll even wake up with him hung over you, fast asleep himself, your body his pillow. Never expect big romantic gestures from Mallek though. It's not his style. Outside, you don’t display much affection towards each other, but you’re quick to pick up on the fact that public displays of affection are much more frowned upon than you originally thought. Despite Mallek’s laid back composure, you have noticed that when you’re outside with him, he is always ready to direct you somewhere else at the slightest sign of trouble. You supposed with your looks and blood colour, you should care more about what you were doing too.

♡ Homemade meals are more of a delicacy, and your food is more of an afterthought rather than anything else. Once you’ve put a packaged meal in the microwave, it only takes five minutes for you to be able to shovel the goods into your mouth mindlessly. It's mobile, so you can eat while you do other things at the same time. Being low effort is a bonus too. They’re suited for long nights listening to music and playing games. After all, it's not the healthiest, but you're not sure what is healthy on Alternia. Mallek recommends ones you might like often though, constantly trying to accommodate for your different tastes the best he can. When something is made from scratch, however, you’re in charge. It helps to have him explain what different things are, or how you’re meant to cut them up - if they’re even edible to begin with.

♡ On the odd occasion, you will find Mallek wearing your clothes. He’ll shrug it off by saying he picked up the first thing he saw, but you’ll catch him later in the night with one of your shirts one. He'll have his face tucked under it, with the hem sat along the bridge of his nose. Of course, when you get the chance you’ll do just the same, and slowly you begin to have a blended wardrobe. Buying clothes become a joint venture of finding things you'll both like. You've bought things that you thought would look cute on him knowing he'll end up in it eventually. Likewise, Mallek will approach you with a new jumper or pair of jeans. He will hold it out with narrowed eyes like you've tried them on in his mind and he's judging the end result. Then with a satisfied huff, he'll hand them over to you to put on. You'll look good, he reassures you.

♡ Mallek will always be better at eyeliner than you, but that's okay. He can teach you how to do the sharpest wings you've ever seen in your life. Pout at him enough, and he might even do it for you. It’s a sure way to sneak in some physical contact as he holds your cheek to steady your face. There's a lot of concentration in his expression, and it won't even occur to him how close you are until it's too late. He's looked you in the eyes. Suddenly, he's way too close. A healthy cerulean blush dyes his expression, but he's trying not to let himself get distracted. With knit eyebrows, he'll try his best to finish your makeup before he leans in for a kiss. Grooming has become a shared routine for you, one that you didn't expect. It's a simple trade. You shave the sides of his head, and he'll do your eyeliner.

♡ The future is something Mallek wants to avoid and considers more often than he wants to admit. He's terrified of what it means for both of you. It's not just him anymore. Before you came along, he had his own problems to deal with. Yet the inevitable future crept closer to him night by night. Then you appeared. He can't help but see your smiling face erased from existence, so he plans on ways to save you both. At the very least, you have to stay together. He does want to see anymore pain or suffering. He doesn't want to be cause of it. He just wants everything to be alright. Night by night he's counting down the seconds until you're ripped apart from each other, and you don't even know it yet.

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ofanswereddreams · 4 months ago

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respond to the following prompts out of character, then tag others you'd like to get to know a little bit better.

Roleplayer name: Amy… I love nicknaming everyone, but my own name is not conducive to it 😭

Roleplayer pronouns: she/her

Muse name: Rhysand Moonbeam, High Lord of Night, Rhys, Illyrian baby

Preferred communication: I generally start with tumblr DMs and then if I feel like we are jiving/vibing, I will ask about discord because plotting is just soooo much easier there.

Experience: technically I started on Neopets, then moved to invisionfree forums, then took a long hiatus and came to tumblr RP a few years ago

Preferred roleplay type: generally multi-paragraph, because I just cannot shut up lol. Especially in a starter. I gotta set the scene!!!!! But sometimes I’ll do one or two paragraphs. I never expect someone to match length, although a one liner would be really hard to write a response too.

Pet peeves & dealbreakers: uhhhh I guess being ghosted? Also just… if you clearly didn’t read my starter when you replied. Like once I wrote a starter with a very obvious point in my muse’s life (based on their job title), and the other mun wrote a reply set 10 years later when my muse had a totally different role/life circumstances.

Plots or memes: I feel like memes are best first, because I can get a feel for your take on your muse and see if we will gel. If it seems like a fit, then I usually want to plot! And also I loooove chatting about our muses and sharing headcanons and stuff.

Best time to write: weekends or weeknights when I don’t have something to do after work

Are you like your muse? Uhhh hmmmm. I guess in some ways… I would never be cool with having a reputation as the Devil like he did lol. I care too much what other people think of me. 😁

Tagged by: @stareternyl

Tagging: @lifebloomd @meaercies @nightsartist @ircnwrought @firehcart

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beevean · 8 months ago

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a star ⭐ AND a query: are there any particular notes you have for Rain or What We've Lost and What We've Gained?

Ohhh!

Not much to say about Rain, it just came from a prompt and the idea that Hector would be "odd" enough to prefer rain over the sun. I'm not particularly proud of that one, to be honest, although I liked writing from Rosaly's POV and I took the chance to flesh her out a bit without straying far from what we know of her: she's disgustingly cute, she trusts Hector unconditionally and doesn't judge him for his weirdness, she's traditional in many aspects including having prejudices but willing to meet Hector halfway, and in short she embodies the better qualities of Christianity. I tried to incorporate other symbolisms, such as comparing Hector to a snake echoing his edgy moment in PtR, or Rosaly coming to appreciate the rain because it does kind of resemble his beloved in a way. And as I said in the notes, I just wanted to write a fully happy Hector for once lmao, let the man have one joy in the trauma conga line called his life :P

WWLAWWG is dearer to me, because I wrote a big part of it after suffering a loss - Julia's words about Isaac and her blaming herself for not loving him enough resonate too close to how I was feeling back then. I have all the feelings about her relationship with Isaac :) and i might have teared up a little when i wrote "i just want my big brother back!"...

It's worhty of note that it was born out of an idea that has little too do with the general theme of the fic - that Hector and Isaac can't have children due to their powers, something that would weigh on Hector when married to Rosaly as he'd see it as yet another consequence of his mistakes - and then spiralled into a much more wholesome headcanon that at last fixed all my grievances with the idea of Hector going to live with Julia. Maybe in the game Rosaly's makeshift orphanage doesn't exist... but nothing stops me from integrating it into the setting >:) I also go absolutely feral over the idea of Hector becoming Dracula, but this time in a positive way: by welcoming unwanted children and actually raising them with love, not to use them ;A;

Julia is a fascinating character for me to write, because she is a big big liar lmao. "Unlike her brother, whose thoughts and emotions were akin to a river in flood, and unlike Rosaly, with her clear, crystalline honesty, Julia was a placid lake, surface smooth and undisturbed." I could have phrased it better, but I liked the imagery here: Rosaly was gently honest and Isaac was brutally honest, but Julia hides everything behind her smile and slightly witty attitude, and Hector knows that something is lurking under the surface, and it's only a matter of time before it breaks the illusion. makes you wonder why she's like this...

I also tried to make Hector sound a little different here. This is post-CoD Hector, this is a Hector that has fully affirmed himself and his own agency. He's no longer the boy who would let himself be eaten alive to fill someone else's void :) it was very important to me that he took the decision to remove himself from a toxic situation, while still not looking like he was simply running away: I'm proud of myself for the idea of leaving the Devils with Julia, who in Kojima's art is shown taking care of them. There is something to be said that in theory, Julia would be an even better companion for Hector than Rosaly, because she fully understands Hector's powers and "curse", and being shunned because of it, and they can both be fully themselves around each other. This alone makes me imagine that the two would keep in touch through their lifetime, even from a distance.

(similarly I like the part where Hector muses that trying to assign blame on one person is eventually a futle endeavor, becase "it would always return to its starting place". You can't run away from grief, and what's the point in blaming dead people or yourself?)

And as I said in the notes, it's funny to me that it's the very first fic that used the Hector & Julia tag lol. But I still feel I wrote them as rather romantic, even though it wasn't my intention, perhaps for the moment of vulnerability they share together. I suppose you can read them as having the potential to fall in love, but kept apart by their trauma, which is the whole point of the story lmao.

and finally, this

“Then I’d better start packing as well,” she snorted, “for you seem hardly willing to part with your money.” “With all due respect, one hundred gold for a short sword may be on the excessive side–” “I’m simply teasing. Forgive me, but your pride is too easy to prickle.”

was a heartfelt jab at the game, specifically at my first playthrough where I didn't know how to stop being too poor for her shop :P

#not sure how to tag this #i guess #beev's writing #rosaly castlevania #julia laforeze #thank you for giving me the chance to talk about those fics :>

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waterfallofspace · 2 years ago

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A Little Game, A Lot Of Torture.

The one in which G/ojo has been a bit of a (loveable) prick, so his friends decide to hold a little contest to see who can get him back the best. Contest rules? Whoever makes him sneeze the most in one attempt wins, you can’t get his help, you can only use one method. Let the games begin! (Do I have requests I should be working on instead? Yes. Was this idea haunting my every waking hour until I finally agreed to write it? Also yes. I promise I’ll get back to requests tomorrow <;3) Takes a minute to get into heavy snz stuff, but hopefully it's still enjoyable! (credits to @snzdreams for the breathtaking headcanon that even talking about sneezing gets G/ojo going, and I hope it’s okay that I borrowed your genius to use in this <3 and doubly hope it's okay that I tagged you in it <33) Also I want to clarify: while they were all in the same class in highschool, this is set post-graduation, imagining a future where they all still hang out. (AU technically I guess haha~) Just making it clear, everyone in this story is meant to be an adult. Picture early 20’s. Characters: G/eto, S/hoko, and G/ojo. Plus a bit of S/atosugu Word Count: 4.1k (whoops-)

(References to swearing in case anyone doesn't like that!)

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The rules were agreed upon the day before, Geto insisting that they needed to be clear.

Rule #1: You only get one attempt. If you fail, or he manages to avoid/subdue the attempt, it’s over. You don’t get a second try. If you get subpar results, same as before, no second tries. Amendment added by Shoko: number of sneezes only counts from the first couple minutes. If said attempt results in sneezing for the rest of the day, those are not to be counted.

Rule #2: Gojo is not to be informed of this, or asked for assistance of any kind. You cannot ask him for a list of what makes him most sneezy, you must use your knowledge of him to come up with your own methodology.

And finally, Rule #3: You can only use one method. Said ‘method’ can include multiple inducing tools, so long as they’re considered one ‘attempt’. Ie. Multiple scented candles at once, or a bouquet of flowers are both considered one method. However, flowers and candles at the same time would be considered two. Amendment added by Geto: Helping him along with words doesn’t count as a method, and is therefore fair play.

With those in place, Geto and Shoko got to work, each with an idea in mind.

In order to not taint results the attempts will be held three days apart to give Gojo’s nose time to get back to baseline before the next attempt begins. Shoko is up first. Let the games begin!

~~ Shoko’s Attempt ~~

‘I’m at a disadvantage. I know Gojo, he’s my friend, they both are, but I’ll never know him the way Geto does. He’ll always know more of Gojo’s quirks, especially since they’re so obviously in love. They both deny it, but the looks they share when they think no one can see tells a different story. If not dating, the feeling is at least mutual.’

Shoko pauses her musing, letting a smile take over as she waves to the boys, starting her approach with a hand in her bag. ‘Always together, even when I’m not around. I know they care for me, but the bond they share will always be one step deeper.’ Despite this, she has a plan. Earlier she wrote out a list of what she remembers Gojo showing reactions to in the past, eliminating anything less than a full attack.

‘He’s quite sensitive, it doesn’t take much to set him off, but getting an actual fit from him is a touch more rare. Normally he has quite the exaggerated buildups, long and hitchy, which he makes a lot of noise about, but the actual sneezing is minimal. At least, compared to the results I’m looking for. No, I need something more than a simple sensitivity. If it was Geto I’d blow smoke in his face, but that’d only prompt a minor reaction out of Gojo.’

“Hiya Shoko, take a seat! Geto here was just sharing the mochi he bought!”

“I bought it for myself, you just stole half when my back was turned.”

“Come on, we both know if you put something sweet in front of me I’m gonna eat it.”

Shoko seats herself next to Gojo, sharing a glance with Geto when he’s distracted by the sweets once more. A darker tone dips into Gojo’s voice as he lets his sunglasses fall so Geto can see his eyes, a mischievous haze clouding them.

“You knew the risks, now you pay the price.”

“The price being my mochi?”

“Exactly! Now you’re catching on~.”

With that, Gojo grabs another one, laughter bubbling out as Geto attempts, and fails, to smack his hand away. However, before he can pop it in his mouth, he freezes, hand inches from his face. His breath catches, nose twitching. Shoko finds Geto’s eyes darting over to her, and she offers a slight shake of the head. ‘Nope, not my attempt, this is all him.’ Geto starts to speak, eyes flickering back over to Gojo.

“You alri-”

“heHh-! hah’adJSHhh’iew-! hep’gshh’iew-!”

“Blessings.”

“Guhhh- thank you.”

Shoko takes her turn to speak, eager to ascertain any possible advantages. ‘If he’s sick his nose will be extra sensitive, and I may be able to cinch this win. Especially given Geto needing to wait three days, ideally the window of sensitivity will have passed.’

“Feeling okay?”

“Indeed. This is just the price I must pay for being so talented- huEH’djZShh’uu-! I can't be perfect in every aspect, that would just be unfair!”

“Come again?”

Geto rolls his eyes, gesturing to the sky as he turns his gaze back to Shoko once more. Gojo meanwhile wipes a few tears from his cheeks, groaning lightly at the quickly increasing watery nature of his eyes.

“He’s just allergic to the sun.”

“I am not allergic- I’m just a tad sensitive to bright lights. Christ this is annoying.”

“Was the mochi really worth it?”

“Suguru Geto, don’t you talk like that! Mochi is always worth it!”

The eagerness has quickly faded out, Shoko letting an airy sigh press out between her pursed lips. ‘Right, I did know about this. I believe it’s called a photic sneeze response? He’s had it for as long as I’ve known him, though I believe he said it’s gotten worse the more he wears those glasses. Blocking out the light so much of the time only adds to his sensitivity when it inevitably breaks through. However, it causes very few sneezes, he said the main issue is his eyes watering.’

“If you touch the last piece I’m making you buy me a new one.”

“Aw- that’s not faiiiir!”

“Boys, boys, let’s not fight. I have a better solution.”

With that, Shoko swipes the last piece, grinning at the complaints from the guys as she places it against her tongue, savouring the sweet taste. Her mind dips back to her plan as Gojo starts to whine about being hungry again.

‘He’s incredibly sensitive, even the mention of sneezing is enough to get his nose itchy. Describing how much it must tickle is fair game, but on its own, pretty ineffective. He’s annoyingly good at holding back when he wants to be, so if he catches on that sneezing is what I want, he’ll do everything in his power not to. I just need him to think I’m teasing him for his reaction, can’t let him read deeper into my motives.’

“Shoko?”

“Hm?”

Her name pulls her back into the conversation, both Geto and Gojo watching her closely, a lopsided grin spreading across Gojo’s mouth. ‘Oh, I’m going to enjoy wiping that smug look off his pretty-boy face.’ Gojo speaks up again, Geto’s eyes following her movements as she casually lets her hand dip back into her bag.

“I was asking if you’d want to come with us to the mall, DiverCity specifically? I’ve been craving chocolates that they sell at one of the stores for days.”

“Funny you mention it, I was just thinking about that place earlier. I’d love to come, but I have an assignment. Next time though, yeah?”

“Aw fiiiine, but Geto, you’re still coming, right?”

“Sure, why not. I could use a few things.”

Shoko tunes out again, hand tightening around a bottle as she lets a smirk spread across her face. ‘Funny he mentions the mall, seeing as that’s exactly where I got my method from.’ The last time they’d gone together she’d been showing him around a store he’d never been to before. It specializes in calming methods, and given how stressful being a Jujutsu sorcerer can be, she finds herself drawn there often.

An employee next to them had been showing a few people a new pillow spray, and as soon as they’d spritzed it, Gojo had been bent over into his arm with a rapid fit. She’d had to drag him out of the store. ‘Quite embarrassing at the time, especially given how whiny he can get during an attack, but now? Now I’ll get to use that spray to get payback.’

“Hey, Gojo.”

She cuts into their conversation with ease, used to interrupting them. ‘With those two, someone is always talking. If you wait for a pause, you’ll never get a word in.’ Gojo turns to her with a curious look, across the blanket Geto mimics it, a hint of something deeper flashing through his eyes. She gives him a quick nod, smirk quickly spreading across his face as he attempts to cover it.

“You know how I’ve been having a lot of trouble sleeping recently? I found a new spray that has been really helping. I thought you might want to have a look at it, I know you sometimes struggle with insomnia too.”

“Oh, that’s kind of you, yeah show me- show me- show me!”

‘Kind isn’t quite the word I’d use, but I appreciate your excitement anyways.’ Pulling it from her bag, she’s unsurprised at the lack of recognition in his eyes. He’s never been one for cataloging irrelevant information, and for some reason he’d decided keeping a list of everything that sets him off was irrelevant.

Taking off the cap, she gives him an open smile, before spraying it right in front of his face. ‘Can’t risk actually hitting him, that would be too suspicious, but I want it to get as close to his nose as possible.’ The result, much to her delight, is instantaneous.

“hhaHhHH-! Wh- whAhht- what kind of sp- spra… sprayisthat… heH’gnDZShh’uuhh-!”

“Something wrong?”

“I think I’m- eH’GNDZSHh’uu-! I think- heHASIhh’oo-! ah’gehhzshh’iew-!”

“Are you okay?”

Geto’s watching carefully, Shoko’s sure he’s keeping count in his head. Still, needing Gojo to believe her facade, she offers sympathy, pulling a travel pack of tissues out of her bag. ‘Tissues that just so happen to be sprayed with the allergen. Still only counts as one method, according to the rules.’

“Y- yeah- hAgzshh’uu-! knDzshh’iee-! Oh, scus- scuseme- heHhh-!”

“Here, take these, you sound like you need them.”

“Th… thhhehHh- thank you- hH’GUHzshh’oo-! aiYISHH’oo-! aHH’DNGZSHh’uu-! Oh god…”

“Blessings, Gojo.”

Finally speaking up, Geto catches Shoko’s eye and mouths ‘nine’. She shoots back a whispered ‘so far’, catching a smile in response. Gojo’s too busy tearing into the pack of tissues to notice any of this, bringing one to his nose as he gets a pause in the sneezing. He manages to blow, breathing a sigh of relief, instantly cut short by an itchy inhale.

“heAHh-! hH’DnZShh’uu-! AYISHH’oo-! KETZSHHH’oo-! What the- henGT-! ainGT’shoo-!”

“Blessings indeed, Gojo. Are you alright?”

“The ti- tihhhckle- heH’kNGDT-! haAHh-! eh’dnZZShh’oo-! Scuse me- the tickle got wo- wo… worse… I’m… I’m gonna… heHh-!”

Shoko smirks as the tears start pooling in Gojo’s eyes, his nose quivering as it starts to flush a brilliant shade of pink. ‘Time to implement phase two: suggestions. Just gotta be careful not to tip my hand. He’s attempting to stifle, which will only help, it only makes the tickle stronger.’

“You must be allergic to the spray, I’m so sorry, I had no idea!”

“heH-! hh’gndJSHH’uu-! AIYShhh’iew-! heH’DJZSHh’uu-!”

“Oh, bless you. Sounds really itchy, are yo-”

“hH’DJEZSHh’aa-! Sh- Shoko- waaitt… ahh’keTShh’oo-!”

“-you feeling it? The burning sensation-”

“eh’GnDJZSH’aahh-! hAHh’inGKt-!”

“-filling your sinuses? Like a feather, gen-"

“nGEHT’choo-! hePt’choo-! eNgEHP’choo-!”

“-gently brushing the inside of your nose?”

“heAIISHH’uhh-! eh’GdJZShh’uu-! I need… I’m gonna… I can’t…!”

Geto gives her a pointed look, lightly tapping his wrist. ‘Time’s almost up, time for the home stretch. Gotta make sure I get one last fit outta him. I know exactly what to say.’ Gojo’s nose is pressed into his wrist, trembling with allergic need as the tears keep flowing down his cheeks, seemingly making the tickle even worse as they brush up against the edges of his nose.

“I’m so sorry, Gojo. If I’d have known you were this allergic I never would have sprayed it so close to your nose! I mean, the droplets must have just floated through the air, gently landing on your skin, right on the tip of your nose-”

“Cru- Cruel Shoko- hEH’EDZSHH’uu-! eh’KTZSHhh’aa-! aiYISHH-keATzhh’oo-!”

With that, Shoko meets Geto’s eyes one last time, mouthing ‘how many?’, quite satisfied by the ‘thirty-two’ she receives in return. Her satisfaction only rises as Gojo ducks into his arm with another tightly stifled burst, Geto raising an eyebrow at the display.

“hH’KNGt’choo-! iNGt’choo-! hah’DNGt’choo-!”

“Blessings, Gojo.”

“Snff- Thank you, Geto. Guhhh… I’m gonna be itc- itchy… hh’GNZshh’iew-! for the rest of the day.”

Shoko pulls the tissues from Gojo’s lap while his focus is aimed towards Geto, replacing them with a second pack from her bag. ‘As fun as it is to watch you suffer, my attempt is over, no need to prolong the exposure. This reaction is gonna last for most of the day anyways.’

“Blow again, it might help dispel some of the allergen.”

“Yeah, good- eh’aISHH’uu-! good idea. Ya know, that may help you sleep, but I’m- heHh-! hEZSHHH’aa-! I’m getting the vague notion it wouldn’t do the same for me.”

Geto laughs, a smile tearing through Gojo’s itchy face at the sound, Shoko soon joining in. ‘Always one step removed, just outside the joke, but that’s okay. At least for now, I’m in on the joke while Gojo isn’t. I can live with that.’

Final Results: Thirty-Two (32) sneezes from Shoko’s Attempt. Method Use/Application: Linen spray Gojo is allergic to, sprayed in front of face/on tissues presented to him. Sneezy talk was also implemented, increasing success.

~~ Geto’s Attempt ~~

‘Shoko’s try yielded better results then I was counting on. I may know more about Gojo but some facts escape even my grasp. I had no idea he was so allergic to that spray. However, that wasn’t what set her apart, it’s her cunning. She explained to me after that she sprayed it on the tissues. Truly genius, I would’ve never thought of that.’

This time it’s Geto’s turn to approach the duo, eyes closing as he smiles, Gojo giving a shout and Shoko putting out her cigarette. ‘I guess she doesn’t want to be called out for interference. It’s no matter, I don’t plan on letting anything distract me from my attempt. I didn’t have to think long about what to use, just how to best utilize it.’

“Geto! Shoko was just telling me about a new type of chocolate she saw the other day! Can we go buy some? Pleaaaase? Pretty please?”

“You still owe me for the last pack I bought you.”

“Aw, come on, you know you wannaaa~! You don’t wanna deny me of my happiness, do you?”

“You can have happiness without chocolates, Gojo.”

“How could you say such things?”

Gojo lets a pout spread over his face, lightly huffing as he leans his head against Geto’s shoulder. ‘Dramatic as always. Though, I guess that’s the reason we came up with this little challenge in the first place. One I’m sure to win with what I have planned.’ His mind starts to drift back to the first time he got to witness Gojo and lavender in the same room.

They’d been in a meeting together, the higher ups needing something Geto can’t recall now. It’s not of importance, even at the time it was one of the last things on his mind. Front and center was Gojo’s losing battle against the vase of lavender sitting almost mocking him on the table.

Normally, should the situation call for it, Gojo could hold off an allergy attack for hours, or at least upwards of twenty minutes. However, against the lavender he lasted no more than three, needing to leave the room just after seven because he was no longer able to form full words between the sneezing. The higher ups had been quite irritated, but today it would serve Geto well.

“Earth to Geto? Suuuguruuu? You there?”

“Huh?”

“Jeez, what is it with you two lately? Did I miss something, or is it just ‘stare off into the abyss with a smile creeping at your mouth’ season?”

“Sorry, I was just reminiscing.”

“Any particular memory you want to share, Geto?”

Shoko offers, eyes flashing with mischief as Geto sends a dark look in her direction, quickly replaced by a smile as she playfully sticks out her tongue.

“Not at the moment.”

“Oh, I know! Why don’t we play ‘share your favourite memory of Gojo’!”

“Yeah, no.”

“Aw Shoko, you’re no fun.”

Geto chuckles, ruffling Gojo’s hair as he gazes up from behind his sunglasses. ‘Just placing the lavender near him wouldn’t work. He could either leave the area, or the attack might not surpass thirty-two. The reason it had such a severe effect in the meeting was likely do to the pollen having a chance to gather in that tiny room.’

“Gojo, I have a gift for you.”

“A gift? You shouldn’t have!”

“Well if you don’t want i-”

“Hey, woah-woah-woah- of course I want it-!”

Reaching into his bag, Geto starts to set his plan in motion. ‘My best chance is getting some form of lavender where I can get it near his nose, close enough for the pollen to have a chance to float around him, but not obvious enough that he’ll just avoid it. I think this is the perfect solution.’

Making direct eye contact with Shoko, Geto sends her a message clearly. ‘My attempt is about to begin, get ready’. His hands grip around the present, placing it gently on Gojo’s head, fighting a smirk at the joy filling Gojo’s eyes.

“A flower crown!?”

“Yes. You showed me how to make them a while back, and so I made this one myself. I thought you might appreciate it-”

“Suguru… I love it! What kind of flowers are these?”

“Mostly sakura, though I did add a few other plants I found in the area to tie it together.”

‘If I just used lavender he’d simply take it off when he started sneezing. However, given that it’s not a type of flower he’s allergic to, it won’t be his first thought. Because of that, he’ll be too focused on sneezing to worry about removing it, letting the hidden lavender keep sending wafts of pollen down into his face. Plus, I made sure the sakura was quite pollen soaked. He’s not allergic, but with his nose already being set off from the lavender, the sickly sweet smell is sure to prompt a few extra sneezes.’

“It’s bea- hEHh-! Oh, scuse me. It’s beautiful.”

“You alright?”

“Yeah, just thou- ahHh-! Hehh… thought I was… o- oh… I am…. I’m- hH’DjZEShh’oo-!”

“Blessings, Satoru.”

“iHh’kETChh’uu-! S- sorry I… eH’DtjZSh’iew-! hEh’kezzchh-aiyshhh’aa-knGT’choo-!”

“And again.”

A glance over to Shoko tells Geto she’s keeping track, fingers tapping against the railing she’s leaning on with every sneeze. Gojo lets out a faint whine, hand coming up to scrub at his nose as tears start dripping from his eyes.

“hH’GNt’choo-! ehH-! Ohfuck- hH’NGT-EINGT-nNGT-knDT’choo-! aINGT’choo-! hAH’DJZSHHEW-!”

“Christ, Satoru, bless you.”

“knngT-! aIghNT’choo-! hH’YEZSHH’aa-! AIYShh’oo-! neH’GEDT’choo-!”

Geto risks another look at Shoko, barely containing his smirk at the dumbfounded expression she’s wearing as Gojo frantically fans his face. ‘I haven’t even started talking about the tickle yet. He’s more allergic than I remembered. I almost feel bad…’ His thoughts are cut off by Gojo pressing his rapidly twitching nose into Geto’s shoulder, hitching against the fabric of his shirt. ‘And that’s why it’s only almost.’

“henGT’choo-! hH’DEHgnT’choo-!”

“You should stop that, you’re not-”

“heH’KNDTZSHH’uhh-! ihh’GNXXZT’choo-!”

“-gonna be able to catch a breath.”

“You- you’re right… Suguru it- it tihhhhckles… hEaHh-! AIYZSZHH’uu-! kuh’MMZSHH’aa-!”

Gojo’s voice is muffled from the congestion already seeping through the cracks, and Geto feels a pang of guilt tear at his heart. It’s quickly replaced by something calmer as Gojo aims the next fit at Geto’s chest, flower crown shaking lightly as he ducks his head, only releasing more pollen. ‘Sorry Satoru, but this is well deserved. Time for a little power of suggestion.’

“aH’GnZH’euu-! hehHh-! hH’MMZSHHH’oo-!”

“Blessings. Those sound quite itchy-”

“emmpffshh’oo-! hEPT’choo-! ehP’choo-!”

“-don’t they? Something bothering your sensitive-”

“hHMPPT’choo-! AInGT’choo-! S- Suguru- hNGT’choo-! heH’KDZGT’choo-!”

“-nose? I bet it’s tickling something awful, isn’t it?”

Meeting Gojo’s watery eyes, Geto lets himself slip right into stage three of his plan, time quickly running out. ‘Knowing him, he should be sensitive enough by now that just the word sneeze will set him off. Let’s try to get a handful more. I believe I’ll win anyways, but better safe than sorry.’

“eNGXXT’choo-!”

“Don’t you just-”

“hepDT’choo-!”

“-have to…”

“hAhHh-!”

“Sneeze so badly?”

“hAH’ADJZSHH’uu-! keTSCHH’aa-! AIYZSHH’uhh-!”

“Blessings again for those sneezes.”

“I kn- know what…. Ohgod- hEH’EDZSHHEW-! guhhH’DNZSHH’oo-! I know what you’re doing.”

“Doing? I’m simply blessing you as you sneeze.”

“AIYZSHH’oo-! hH’GNkZSHH’uhh-!”

Taking pity on him as Shoko mouths ‘time’s up’, Geto pulls the crown from Gojo’s hair, tossing it to the side as the sneezy man ducks into his arm for another fit. ‘Whoops… maybe I should have removed it a bit sooner…’

“iNGt’choo-! heASHH’oo-! kEtCSHh-aizshh-kezZSHH’uu-!”

“Bless you Satoru…”

“You- hEHnGT’choo-! Sound quite gui- guilty- eh’knSHH’uhh-! Guilty, Suguru. Why ever could- hh’gEZSHH’aa-! Christ… Could that be? Wouldn’t have any-hNGSHH’iew-! Anything to do with my having two allergy attacks in the past four days, would it?”

Geto’s eyes snap to the floor, a warm tint starting to spread across his cheeks, Shoko chuckling as she lightly pats Gojo’s back, letting her eyes close with a slight huff.

“I think he’s caught us, Geto.”

“I believe so.”

“hNNSCHh’iew-! Would someone care to explain to me what’s going on exactly?”

“Of course, but first we should probably get you some allergy medication. There was lavender in the flower crown.”

Gojo’s watery glare meets Geto, his mouth hanging open. ‘Probably less from shock and more for the sake of breathing. I doubt much is flowing through his sinuses right about now.’ Geto can’t help but smile at the sight, pink nose vibrating as Gojo attempts to end the attack by pinching it shut, tears streaming from his gorgeous eyes. ‘If he wasn’t so miserable, I’d want to see this side of him more often, he’s quite adorable like this.’

“I want to be mad bu- knDJZSSH’uu-! But I proooobably deserved this.”

Laughter erupts from the group, Shoko nearly falling over as it bursts from her chest, Geto pulling Gojo closer as they start walking back into the school, explaining the competition to a still sneezing Gojo.

Shoko leads them to her office where she keeps a stash of medications for situations like this. ‘Well, not exactly like this,’ Geto chuckles to himself, ‘I doubt there’s even been a situation quite like this one. Oh, that reminds me-’

“Say, Shoko, I did win, didn’t I? Even not counting-”

“hHNGTshh’aa-!”

“-the bonus ones?”

“Unfortunately, yes. It’s not like I stood a chance in the first place, you two obviously know more about each other.”

“Actually, I didn’t know he was allergic to that spray. That was all you.”

“Huh, really? Interesting. Oh- I guess you want to know the numbers?”

Geto flashes a smile, eyes wrinkling as Gojo whips around with another small fit aimed at the floor. He nods at Shoko, murmuring a blessing against Gojo’s hair as he convulses.

“heh’gnZSHhh’oo-! eh’kshhh’iew-! heHh-! hAH’DTZShhh’uu-!”

“Again, not counting the extras, you rang in at forty-two. Exactly ten more than mine, surprisingly enough.”

“Oh Christ, that wasn’t counting the ones I- hH’gnZZShh’aa-! I’m still doing?”

A blush spreads across Gojo’s face, one of the strongest sorcerers in the Jujutsu world apparently not immune to embarrassment. Shoko offers a laugh in response, rummaging through her desk until she finds a blister pack, handing it over. Geto grabs a bottle of water from the fridge, passing it to Gojo with another blessing, lightly cupping his face for just a second.

“I saw that, ya know.”

This time both men blush, Shoka rolling her eyes playfully, then throwing a box of tissues at Geto. Gojo hastily yanks out a handful, blowing his nose with a deep groan before sniffling into the pile.

“Clean him up, will ya? It’s been a long day, I’m headed home.”

“hH’AieZSHH’uu-!”

“Let’s play again some time, shall we, Shoko?”

“Yes, let’s. Next time I’ll beat you for sure.”

“hAH’ZASHH’oo-! How ‘bout next time it’s a free for all? I’d like a little chance for revenge.”

“This was the revenge, Satoru. Ours.”

“Oh fine, but you two owe me some chocolates! Oh- oh, and mochi!”

Shoko smacks Gojo upside the head as Geto lets a laugh burst from his chest, the other two soon joining in harmony.

The world outside may be a dangerous place for a Jujutsu sorcerer, and the three of them aren’t immune to the stress, but right here, right now, they’re just three friends sharing a laugh.

Final Results: Forty-Two (42) sneezes from Geto’s Attempt. Method Use/Application: Lavender hidden in a flower crown already dripping with sakura pollen. Also used suggestibility, increasing success with sneezy talk.

#waterfallwrites #is this way too long? yes. have i not slept enough to be writing this much? also yes.#am i posting it anyways bc i loved writing it and the concept was so fun to me? yes #anyways thank you to anyone who bothers to read this #and i hope you enjoy!!!#snz #snzkink #snzfic #j/jk #g/ojo #g/eto #s/atosugu

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fortruechaos · 22 days ago

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it's munday so i wanted to do a munday meme...i stole this one from the tag because i didn't like most of the ask prompts lol

ROLEPLAYER NAME: Ren or Cloud.

ROLEPLAYER PRONOUNS: he/they.

MUSE NAME: Shadow the Hedgehog BABYYYYYY

PREFERRED COMMUNICATION: Tumblr IMs if we are new mutuals or if we only talk every once in a while to hash out plotting and stuff or ask questions about a thread on occasion ; Discord otherwise

EXPERIENCE: I've been rping online since I had access to a computer but I had a blog on tumblr in 2016 I ran for almost a year and then I came back to making and running blogs more often on tumblr starting with Shadow in 2019.

PREFERRED ROLEPLAY TYPE: Longer running threads are my preference, I hate starting stuff to get like a reply or two into it before dropping it. I usually like starting things by either sending or receiving asks and developing kind of on the fly from there, then plotting as needed / if there's something specific we want to do. I'm pretty flexible with planning as things come up and I can feel stuck if stuff is too rigid with where we want it to go, but sometimes having a general direction helps a lot, as long as we're cool with getting distracted on the way lol.

PET PEEVES & DEALBREAKERS: The aforementioned 2 replies on a post before it's dropped just to continue the plotline in another thread. I don't mind dropping threads, sometimes not every thread is a banger or you lose muse and that's fine. What I do mind is assuming the other thread has been completed and just continuing in a new one. I like plotting but I like to write the plots out, so I don't really like using the assumption of OOC chatter to fill in the blanks if that makes sense, especially with a character like Shadow who is kind of hard to get to know and track how he evolves over time and stuff.

Also, I'm not follow-for-follow, if I follow you I want to see what you're writing and interact, it's not just a placeholder thing I do. I hate radio silence on stuff I'm posting like headcanon posts or when people don't send asks or like calls or do starters when I've liked theirs in the meantime--mainly this is a problem if someone's active pretty often on the dash. Sucks to be giving people likes and stuffs to get nothing in return. I think since coming back to this blog I've been better about just softblocking when this crops up though; it really annoys me and I'm at a point where I prefer writing with smaller amounts of people than I do "putting my muse out there" anyways.

PLOTS OR MEMES: Oops I guess I kind of answered this already but I'm a bit of both. I like to use memes and asks to start threads and then branch out from there as needed. Sometimes a silly ask can create great opportunities for other threads, like when Fer and I wrote a thread where Shadow was talking about his air shoes that's since evolved into a separate thread with them shopping in Metal City. Sheena, Foxbee and I are always chatting about our threads too before it turns into "hey that's a good idea for another one to do sometime." It's been really fun.

LONG REPLIES OR SHORT REPLIES: I inevitably am drawn to longer replies overtime. I think I typically average about 2-5 paras. Sometimes one-liners and crack replies are fun, but they aren't really my thing for serious development and "canon" stuff on the blog. I like being able to bust out a single paragraph in a reply though and hit send. Makes me feel like a master of Succinctness.

BEST TIME TO WRITE: I work from home so honestly I'm on my computer all day M-F so...then. LOL my job is really boring

ARE YOU LIKE YOUR MUSES: I think inevitably people put a little of themselves into every muse they write. Just kinda comes with the territory of being a writer. So yes but also no. We have a lot of similarities I think but there's a lot of differences too. I don't really like just writing myself over and over again anyway, it gets boring. But sometimes it can be funny to write something and be like "Wait, I do that!"

because i stole this from the tag i'm not tagging anyone so just feel free to do it if you want to. happy munday

#ooc.

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demonsfate · 9 months ago

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munday topics ! // accepting // anonymous asked . . . 23. another RPC you’re no longer part of (Luna) 🐰

geeeee... is it embarrassing to admit that i've been in SO MANY RPCs? (i've been rping on tumblr for 10 years now!!) i wouldn't even know where to begin. i guess i'll talk about one that i've been thinking about! but... i don't know if it can even be CONSIDERED an RPC, because like... my muse was from something so "niche" - that there were NO other RPers for it. and like, i'm not even talking about "oh it's a dead fandom" - like i legit believed there was no other RPers for it EVER. at least, i couldn't find any evidence of it existing. and hell, it only got a few RPers 'cos i managed to get people into it. MOST ppl legit believed this muse was an OC before following LOL.

but i wanna say before revealing what i'm talking about is that i wrote him back in 2018-2019, and liiike oddly enough now it's gained traction. i dunno if it's 'cos smiling friends is so popular and ppl are checking out other [adult swim] content but yeah!! i now notice on twitter, exceptional fanart or posts tend to get 1k likes. and then i notice MORE fanart popping up on tumblr! i even see fanart of mah favorite ship with my former muse! and even my old posts are getting regular notes now! and it's like whaaa?! where were y'all back when i was in the fandom?! like i swear - there were SOME fans, but barely any. i couldn't find ANY fanart to reblog at all. it's frickin wild!

anyway, i wrote bill dickey (and later, who i headcanoned as his twin brother, aaron winkleman) from the eltingville club! which was a comic book making fun of toxic nerd culture in the 90s. many also know it as welcome to eltingville, as sadly, it has a pilot from the early 2000s for [adult swim] that never picked up!

USUALLY when i write muses from unpopular fandoms, i STRUGGLE to get interactions like y'all won't believe. usually it ends with me giving up because i just can't get any mutuals at all. but bill was a special case! ppl ended up LOVING bill despite not knowing about his source material, and i ended up getting a lotta great interactions! i guess because bill is such an entertaining character, it's easy to like him despite how horrible he is! lol! plus as i said, many ppl thought he was my oc at first. XD i did get like 10 people reading it!

because the fandom was gaining traction again... i had CONSIDERED going back to the blog (since i actually still have it up!) buuuut... i also know i am VERY bad at managing more than one (or two) rp blogs at most. so...

like jin & devil, i'd also often write bill & aaron shenanigan posts, they went about the same, too... except probs even louder.

and in this case, there is no "good" one. both bill & aaron were horrible, horrible ppl lmao. (and yes, this is referring to the "area 51" raid if y'all remember that LMAO)

aah just talking about it makes me nostalgic. :') funny enough, this series also screwed over bill because i can't escape bad media that screws over my favorites DUNNO WHY SDFDSNJ. except in this case, it was the ending. hooo boy. i went on long rants about the ending like i would on this blog. like that may make me sound like a hater - but the ending was so BAD, they legit forget a character's name. they legit call one of the MAIN CHARACTERS by a different name. that's how bad & inconsistent it was. (tho it's also worth noting the ending happened after a 10+ hiatus, the creator was clearly done with it and didn't want to bring it back, but only did due to wanting to make a commentary on something that was happening at the time)

now i'm starting to get a lil nostalgic for these guys talkin' about 'em again. :')

#✏️ - ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴏsᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏsᴛ // (ooc)#✏️ - ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ? // (inbox)#// AS YOU CAN SEE - i rly enjoy writing chaotic rude assholes SDJFNDSJFNDSFJDF #// a lot of times i grieve that abaddon still isn't like that LMAOOOO #// thanks a lot character development + tk8 !

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kowaindar0u · 10 months ago

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👫 (Yuichi with either Saseki or Nagasone; or Taikyuu with either Nagasone or Yamatonokami. pick whichever :'3) ((@zantedeschia-praesul))

[ Send a 👫and I’ll write four headcanons I have about our muse’s relationship ]

This got long so I'm putting in a cut lol

Yuichi & Saseki:

I know we briefly mentioned it so far but I really love the idea that Yuichi will/would have so much fun just sitting and painting with Saseki LOL jfjsjf like... Even if Yuichi is definitely not a painter, I think Yuichi would really like the casual just... Hanging out, maybe having a drink, and just painting, like no pressure or anything, just vibing. Maybe learning something from Saseki, maybe just doing their own thing

Yuichi thinks Saseki is like... so cool lol. Like a peer who has done and accomplished and overcome so much and hasn't seemed to lose his marbles yet lol. He only hopes he can be as competent and resilient should he face something tough.

I think eventually they'll get close enough that Yuichi can try and joke around with Saseki LOL. Like right now, he likes him a lot, but he's still like ... "Oh, we haven't known each other that well yet, I don't want to embarrass myself lol" but eventually... We'll see.

Maybe this isn't a headcanon so much as something I think would be cool but like. Their citadels joining forces sometime to take on the HRA or something, almost like a crossover episode, or...like...idk... Professor X and Magneto joining forces LMAO

Yuichi & Nagasone (doing some cause I can't resist):

In tandem with one that you wrote, I think Yuichi would very much go for the hands, especially when stressed or overwhelmed. Like, he's not the best at showing affection outright, but with some of his toudans he's gotten comfortable enough to reach out his hands. And Nagasone has big, strong, warm ones lol. Catch him gripping poor 'Sone's fingers real tight when something happens

Yuichi is very conscious of the fact that Nagasone lets him lean on him, can witness some of his less proud moments, and is always looking out for him, and I think he tries to take extra care to do the same for Nagasone when he can. Making sure he eats enough, rests enough, is handling things alright-- naturally what he does for any toudan, of course, but ... What I mean is he wants to take care that he isn't returning the favor, and not taking advantage of that thoughtfulness.

Taikyuu & Yamatonokami:

Taikyuu finds Yamatonokami so annoying. He's so... nice, and usually pretty cheerful, and kind of an airhead sometimes. God forbid Kashuu be away or something-- I think Taikyuu might not be far down the list for people to bother.

However. As different as they might be in many regards, the two are similar in their ferocity on the battlefield, and this is probably what makes Taikyuu the most proud to share a name with him. They probably get along the best/Taikyuu admires him the most, when they're both covered in blood and going a little apeshit lol

Also as annoying as he finds Yams, he's one of the few other toudans that I think Taikyuu would let intrude on his space (even if begrudgingly lol). He could come in to his room or sit beside him on the roof or engawa without much of a fuss, besides maybe a half-hearted "what do you want?". Especially if Yamatonokami was feeling down or something, he's like... Fine.

I don't think Taikyuu would realize how much he likes (loves) and appreciates Yams until he's gone away on kiwame 😭 he's already a bit lonely waiting for... Spear(TM), but Yams being gone is like... 'There goes the one person I never had to TRY and be close to', y'know? I'm emo now thinking about it 😭

Bonus: if Taikyuu were in toumyu too the Yasusada bros would both be doing flips all over the stage together lol it would be amazing

#huhuhu? (asks)#hc:yuichi #hc:yasu #thats yuichi #thats yasu #zantedeschiapraesul #(since myu!yams already does so many flips and taikyuu has always been acrobatically-inclined)#yuichi & saseki #yuichi & nagasone #taikyuu & yamatonokami

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the-eggplantblog · 1 year ago

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Here’s some more word building headcanon:

The nymphs were created based off the Muse of Poets, she created their looks and appearance while Polokus used his powers to give them a physical form.

After the Nymphs next came the Teensies, Polokus convinced the Muse they should instead combine their powers simultaneously so they slept and dreamed together to create their children and put came the Teensies. While Polokus was proud the Muse of Poets was disappointed. They didn’t come out how she wrote or envisioned them. She tried to make it work but the thought just couldn’t leave her mind and so she left which left Polokus incredibly heartbroken. One could say that the first nightmare came from this heartbreak.

Betilla and her sisters are descendants of the original Nymphs created by the two.

Just interesting, I like the idea that nymphs were created based on the muse, it's a very interesting idea.

while the teensies were dreamed of by polokus and the muse, I like that too, the muse definitely expected her children to be very different, but they didn't turn out as she expected... that's why she left, she didn't like the idea of relating with his strange children.

I really think that the muse is a very bad mother: '], she ran away simply because her children were strange and did not come out "perfect" anyway, this definitely left Polokus heartbroken... .

I imagine this attempt to recover the woman he loved but she despised him and did not return, breaking up their relationship, Polokus could not sleep well believing that everything was his fault and from this very negative vision, Jano came out, that is why they look so similar... ..

It's good that at the time the nymphs were able to control Jano.....

I also find the idea that betilla is a descendant of the first nymphs interesting, I share a similar idea.

#rayman #rayman fandom #rayman 2 #rayman 1 #headcanon #foxy talk #polokus #the muse #teensies

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fridayyy-13th · 1 year ago

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20 questions for fic writers

tysm @three-magpies-in-a-trenchcoat for the tag!!

How many works do you have on Ao3? 4

What's your total Ao3 word count? 13,296

What fandoms do you write for? i used to write for the Hermitcraft fandom, but i've discontinued the one fic i started for it and moved on to The Magnus Archives. i've got a couple story ideas for other fandoms, but idk if they'll go anywhere.

What are your top five fics by kudos? well, i've only got four! but from most- to least-kudosed, there's: - Double Trouble (Hermitcraft, rated G, incomplete multichapter) - Know What Can't Be Shown, Feel What Can't Be Known (TMA, rated T, oneshot) - Time Enough to Spend Some Time Alone (TMA, rated T, oneshot) - Here, Nowhere, Somewhere With You (TMA, rated G, oneshot) and i'm totally not salty my two most kudosed fics are an incomplete work and something i posted at 3am, respectively.

Do you respond to comments? hell yeah! i love answering comments <3

What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? gotta say Time Enough, bc it's more refined than its predecessor, Know What Can't Be Shown (man i really need to stop giving my fics such long titles, i always end up shortening them when referring to them). but for reference, both are pre-Unknowing jmart kiss fics; it's a favored headcanon of mine. Time Enough also spends more time musing on how Jon and Martin are feeling—that is, they feel Bad. Absolutely Terrible. sad and scared, both for the Unknowing and for each other.

What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? Here, Nowhere, Somewhere, absolutely. the ending itself is pretty open, but Jon and Martin have reunited post-MAG 200, admitted they still love each other after its events, and found themselves Somewhere Else. it's the most hopeful.

Do you get hate on fics? not yet, thankfully. i'm not a well-known enough author for that lol.

Do you write smut? If so, what kind? i do not! and i doubt i ever will. props to everyone who does, though.

Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written? i don't really write crossovers, at least none i ever planned to publish, but i do have a couple fusion AUs in the works (that is, taking one story's premise and combining it w/the characters of another). and funnily enough, both are based on songs.

Have you ever had a fic stolen? i sure hope not.

Have you ever had a fic translated? no. though if someone offered to, i'd be honored!

Have you ever co-written a fic before? technically? a friend of mine and i made a couple AUs for a few different MCYT fandoms that never really went anywhere, but i've never co-authored something that's made it to publishing.

What's your all time favorite ship? probably jonmartin. i've read a ridiculous amount of fanfic for them, and i think pretty much all my WIPs feature it if both Jon and Martin are there (sometimes i'll make them queerplatonic, and sometimes they'll be part of a poly ship like jongerrymartin, but jmart tends to be pretty Do Not Separate in my mind lmao).

What's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will? ages ago i was reading this one rom-com webcomic where two people wound up as roommates bc the landlord accidentally rented the single apartment to both of them, which i thought was a really cute premise, but then BAM there was some really awful transphobia in it. when called out in the comments, the author doubled down, so i snatched up the concept and decided "i'm gonna make this t4t out of SPITE." but uh i've found spite doesn't work very well as a fuel source for my work, and i can get the same awkward domesticity/mutual pining out of a safehouse fic, so it'll probably just stay buried in the WIPs folder.

What are your writing strengths? dialogue. or at least, making a character's dialogue sound like their voice. vocabulary, things like stammering or using filler words, cutting oneself off or pausing a bunch, that sort of thing. though sometimes the dialogue itself feels a little clunky. i also think i'm rather good at writing emotional scenes, especially once i'm in the editing stage of things.

What are your writing weaknesses? over-editing. my utter beloathed. i sometimes get really caught up in trying to make everything as clear as possible, when that just makes the work 5,000 words too long and takes way more time to do. i'm trying to be better about it.

Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic? i think it's neat! but if you're monolingual you should read up on writing bilingual/multilingual characters beforehand, don't just wing it.

First fandom you wrote for? probably Pokémon? i'm not entirely sure.

Favorite fic you've written? Time Enough, hands-down. (though uh, hypothetically, if i wanted to make some small edits to it, would it be weird to do so? especially seven months after posting? there's a handful of lines i wish i'd phrased a bit differently.)

tags (no pressure!!): @radical-dadical-rafael @dramaticdads @winterswrandomness @ollieofthebeholder @ladydragonkiller @incandescentis @cornmazehater @jewishjon

#tag game #friday's fics #beloved mutuals #magpie tag #re: the edits for Time Enough—i noted them all down a couple months ago #some of them are probably too minor and i won't end up changing them #but others bug me every time i re-read the thing #but also yknow it's been seven whole months and i'm like ''ehhh that's a long time maybe i should just leave it''#so i figured i'd ask you guys & get some second opinions

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mjm5655 · 2 years ago

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SHIPPING INFORMATION

this post is honestly going to be half a headcanon, & just half general stuff i require for shipping on this blog, since majima is literally my first muse ( i have mostly wrote villains & animal characters in the past ) that can actually develop into having romantic relationships. i'll likely be linking this under shipping in my rules so it's easily accessible in the future.

it should be noted first that majima is a very dangerous man, in most of his canon verses, he is yakuza, & even verses where he is not yakuza a good majority of the time, he's still got that vibe to him ; he'll still smash a dude's head in if it called for it. he's also an enforcer in the yakuza, which is the type of yakuza that will carry out punishments, & even hits. this can make him a huge target to others, & his loved one can end up getting in this kind of mess too if they are discovered.

going off the previous, later on, when he has really established his family, he is considered the reigning force of the tojo clan, the chairman, daigo even has a lot of respect for majima, & tends to lean on him for advice, but anyway, his family consists of several thousand men, & maybe some women here & there. not all of them are outright yakuza, some are construction workers, some run clubs, but a good majority of them are yakuza. it is shown in the first yakuza mainly that majima has no issue punishing & killing any of his men that step out of line, & i would consider this still goes for the later verses too ! he is quite aggressive. but this is another thing that will have other clans going for his head, knowing he's the reigning force of the tojo clan, they realise this will be a big hit to the tojo clan if they were able to land a hit on majima, & were successful with it, likewise, his loved ones could be targeted to draw him out.

saying all this, majima is very soft toward women, he has a huge soft spot for them considering how scary of a yakuza he is, some women he goes with might not agree with this, & want to try & fix him, but honestly, hate to break it to you, there is no fixing him, this is the way he is, he would sooner want to break up if he felt he was going to be as controlled. generally, if a relationship is to go well with majima, this is something his partner will just have to accept, that it's a part of him.

if the partner can accept this fact, he is extremely protective, for example, if anyone even looks at his partner in the wrong way, they are walking on thin ice around majima. majima is very much willing to kill to protect the one he loves.

i headcanon majima to be heteroflexible, this means he mostly does prefer women, but he can be attracted to other men, there is dialogue that he says as goromi which reveals this, & also more dialogue when he's in a dirty dvd store ( where he discovers videos of naked buff men "wrestling" & seems into it ).

he does have his tastes when it comes to men, he really only likes strong, as in buff men, he wouldn't be interested in men who aren't, & he tends to really only want to have flings with men, nothing really serious, just a bit of fun.

as for women, he can be a bit of the polar opposite here, he really likes any kind of woman, he's not picky when it comes to his type of woman. though, he does have a preference to those he considers cute.

now just some general rules when it comes to shipping here !

i will only ship our muses if there is enough ooc plotting involved. i'm not into pre-established shipping, or just shipping on the fly, i prefer there's some development in the threads as well as plotting ooc for it.

majima has various different verses, his age range in them are 20-54. i would normally set him in a verse whereas there is not a large age gap between the two.

i do not outright roleplay fluffy stuff, so don't expect a lot of it.

smut may be written, but i will require there to be a lot of plotting involved, this just won't happen if no plotting, i choose to not write it in threads, i prefer doing so in asks only.

i don't like to write anything involving pregnancy. if our muses have kids, it's either via adoption, or we skip that part of the roleplay entirely. majima has kind of hinted at wanting kids in the series, so it is something that would otherwise have the chance of popping up but i would not write the pregnancy part & i ask people to at least respect this.

#﴾ MAJIMA ⸨ HC ⸩#﴾ PSA

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jasonsthunderthighs · 2 years ago

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Dizzy Dreamer (Sandman story)

Hey, it's DC. And that's what it was voted on in the polls. I know this is in first person, I wrote this as basically my own self insert. Sorry if you don't like that. I kinda like how this is written.

I'm also goin to take a break from postin so much for days straight. I try to make it different. Life is just so busy and gets in the way with sittin down and writin actual stories and headcanons without it lookin rushed. That's why I always do incorrect quotes.

I have no context for this story. I was just bored when I wrote this last year.

Anywhore, the character is as always nonbinary.

Word Count: 850 (So, pretty short.)

(GIF has nothin to do with the story.)

I float above the Dream Lord, watchin him work as he creates dreams and nightmares for the mortals in the wakin world. I sigh in boredom of the dreams he'd make but keep up on my toes for the nightmares. It was like watchin TV. But you don't have a remote control and the channels change from only two genres.

I hear the personification sigh, clearly annoyed of my presence. I don't blame him, I just LOVE causin trouble. There's a reason I'm the trouble muse. That's how I get along with his sibling, Desire, so well. “Two peas in a pod!” they'd tell me with a mischievous twinkle in their golden eyes as they grin at me. Miss that twin.

“Hello?” Dream spoke up, wakin me from my thoughts, growin impatient.

“Hmm?” I spoke up, lazily lookin at his gaunt pale face with a half ass smile.

“I asked you what your business here is, Muse.” he coldly says, lookin back at his work.

“Hmm.. None, just bored.. Desire is busy with their thing, so I decided the next best thing, Dizzy Dreamer.” I watch him glare at me for the nickname I gave him that he absolutely LOATHES.

“Don't me that.” we both said at the same time, me mockin his voice, hearin him growl in frustration at me.

“ENOUGH.” his voice booms in the big room as he turns to face me, gettin closer to me as I continue floatin upside down, flippin right side up to face him properly.

“You're such a stick in the mud, Dream.” I stick my tongue out at him playfully, not takin his frustration seriously in the slightest.

“You're an annoyance to my work and myself.” the stars in his black eyes twinkle in irrigation.

“I can't help it! It's who I am.~” I shrug playfully, “Blame Desire and Delirium for creatin me. Y'know I'm not new. Besides, I'm technically not doin anythin to you.”

Dream sighs in annoyance at my answer, closin his eyes as he pinched the bridge of his nose, I was right and he knew it, “I'm not workin for your entertainment, Muse.”

“Don't be so mean, Dreamer.” I teased, “Though the nightmares DO entertain me. Where IS the nightmare?” I'm tryin to ruffle him up now and he sees it.

Flexin his jaw in irritation, he gets closer to me where we're face-to-face like he was with his sibling, Desire. From what they've told me.

“That's none of your concern. Or any of your affairs to deal with..” his voice was cold when he answered, immediately shuttin down the topic, feelin his cold breath hit my face.

“Right.. My ‘affairs’..” I air quote the last word. Man, what a tough crowd. I sigh, lettin myself float down, my bare feet gently touchin the cold stone floor of the Dream Lord’s castle, my eyes not leavin his from my movement. “Y'know, ya should lighten up a little bit, Dizzy Dreamer. You're always so serious. Such a fun sucker.”

He doesn't reply, his face cold and unwelcomin as he still looks at me.

“Boop!” I quickly poke his nose, only for his hand to quickly shoot up, tightly grippin my wrist of the hand that touched him.

“DON'T touch me.. You're testin my patience, Muse..” his grip tightens and I hissed out in pain he's actually causin.

“Yea. Yea. I get it.. I'll leave.” I replied stiffly, yankin my arm to get out of his cold, iron grip, “You wonder why you're so damn alone and don't ever see that you push others away. You're always so serious bout anythin, even if it doesn't involve you.”

He glares at me coldly, not sayin a word in reply to what I said.

“Even Desire is honestly more bearable than you, cause anyone can BREATHE and not get yelled at. I feel bad for Lucienne. No wonder Cor-”

Before I could finish my sentence, Dream had his hand in my icy white hair so tightly, bringin my face close to his. “Ah!” I yelled in pain from his tight grip in my hair.

“DON'T. Speak of him, Muse. You DON'T know what my affairs are which are NONE of your business..” his grip gets tighter with every word he said, causin me to wince in pain, “Your next choice of words better be carefully thought out, as my patience has run incredibly low..”

I look at his pitch black eyes, swallowin hard as I try to reply, “I-”

“Carefully.” he warns me, watchin my reaction and waitin for a responce from me.

I swallowed hard again, breathin out, “I'll stay out of your affairs.. I'm sorry, Lord Morpheus..” I slowly replied as I picked my words to not anger him even more than I did.

He pauses for a moment, his tight grip in my hair loosens as he jerks my head away from him, almost knockin me down and losin my balance a little. “You better. Don't test me..”

I rub my throbbin head, givin him one last look before vanishin into smoke, goin right back to Desire’s realm.

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