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lgchyera · 3 years ago

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PLOTS

hi everyone! i just wanted to say thank you for all the welcome messages so far! i’m still getting through some of them if you see this and i haven’t replied yet, i apologize! however,,, in the meantime i came up with a few plot ideas and thought i’d share them in case if anyone is interested ^^ they are listed below the cut, and if you are interested in it for any of your muses please feel free to let me know or reply on the post with which you’re interested in and i’ll get a starter up for us!

TW: one of them has a short incident of stalking

what are friends ( 1/1 ) - ( past ) you seem to be having just as much as a miserable time as hyera. honestly, that’s enough for her to approach you and ask if you’d like to share the giant cake she has with her. it was meant for a party she was supposed to be at, but after she witnessed her friend share a deep kiss with the guy she had been talking to “exclusively” for the past few months well. that was enough for her to call it quits with that entire group of friends.

trainee life ( pending/1 ) - hyera doesn’t come from a poor family. but, she’s not fond of the idea that she’s a complete mooch off her parents considering she’s still a university student. put that together with being a trainee and there’s not much time left to work at all if hyera wants to function like a proper human. so she puts a limit on the allowance she receives from her parents. and she literally only has like two dollars and fifty cents left before her next allowance comes through. turns out, you also only have two dollars and fifty cents left too. want to share a cup ramen?

walk of shame ( 0/1 ) - hyera is running late to get to the company. seems like you’re late too. in your rush, the two of you drop your wallets while bumping into each other and don’t realize that you’ve swapped them. by the time that hyera does, you’re long gone and her bus is about to arrive. she swears she’s not a thief but she’s DESPERATE to make it to practice on time. so she makes note that she’ll pay you back double for the fare she’s going to use…. only to find that your bus card doesn’t have enough in it to even give her one ride. what’s worse, you don’t have any cash in your wallet either. commence, hyera showing up to practice one hour late and recognizing you when she gets to the company.

stars ( 1/1 ) - tw: stalking. hyera doesn’t get spooked easily. not even ghosts - although it’s really because she doesn’t believe in them. but, the sun is starting to set and she’s noticed from the corner of her eye that someone has been following her. with the streets dwindling down in numbers, she eventually gives in and latches onto you clearly panicked, telling you that someone is following her. you offer to walk her to where she needs to go but the person persists in following. the two of you begin to take random turns and do lose the person for a while, until they suddenly cut you off in an alleyway before handing out their business card and then claiming that “they can turn you both into stars if you join their company”.

i.o.u. ( 0/1 ) - hyera has some pretty shit luck sometimes. this is one of those cases because as she’s entering one of the vocal practice rooms with a piano she finds an empty snack bag on the floor… which leads to the couple of snack bags tucked behind the piano. cue the strictest and biased coach walking by just in time to see the bag in hyera’s hand. the coach doesn’t believe for one second that hyera isn’t the owner of the snacks, pursuing to heavily and loudly reprimand her right then and there. but hyera knows who the owner is. because only you like eating this brand and flavor of chips. and when she leaves the practice room to toss out the trash she catches you having witnessed the ordeal. now, you owe her some dinner. and hey it can’t be that bad right? except- hey- why does she keep ordering more and more food-

#ooc.#plots.#plot call.

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just-a-writer23 · 4 years ago

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Dumb jokes and fond hearts- George Weasley imagine

A/N: Hello guys, this imagine was requested by my dear friend @bl597. I sent her some prompts that I had found in here and she chose from those prompt lists. The prompts that she chose were from 50 Wordless ways to say I love you and Sentences starters. The prompts are the following:

11. “Telling them a dumb joke just to see them smile”.

32. “Wrapping a blanket around them when they are sitting on the couch watching a show”.

2. “Quit touching me your feet are cold”

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It was winter and the Hogwarts students had finally left the castle to visit their families in order to celebrate Christmas. The Weasley family were expecting their kids and their friends that were going to stay over for their holiday. Therefore, Violet and Hermione Granger were with them on their way to the burrow. Violet was sitting next to her boyfriend George Weasley and his twin brother Fred Weasley. The three of them were talking about things that the twins were planning to create for their future shop Weasley Wizard Whezees.

When they arrived at the train station, Molly and Arthur were waiting for them with big smiles. On their way to the burrow, they were all talking about what they wanted to do during the holidays. Molly was talking about all of the delicious food that she was going to prepare for Christmas eve and Christmas day. Arthur then said that she had being learning to make muggle dishes without using magic with was rather amusing for him. Hermione and Violet smiled at her and told her that they would gladly help and even provide some recipes which made Molly more excited.

Once they arrived at the burrow, everyone put their belongings in the rooms that they were going to be sharing with one of the Weasley kids. Violet and Hermione were going to be sharing a room with Ginny but before the older Granger could set her things in it a hand grabbed her. She turned around to see a smirk on George face and she raised an eyebrow at him while asking “If there something that you want to tell me?”. At that moment, he took her things and said “Follow me”, she gave him a confused look but decided to following him anyway. Suddenly, George stopped in his tracks and opened a door saying “You may enter to the actual place in which you will be staying”.

Violet looked around and realized that the two of them were in his and Fred’s room. She looked at her boyfriend who was actually setting up her things next to his bed and asked him if it was okay with his parents to do so; also, saying that she could stay with Hermione and Ginny. Of course, George crossed his arms and said that it was okay with their parents and that he would like for her to be closer to him. All of a sudden, Fred arrived and asked “Oh, am I interrupting something?” to which his brother replied with a shrug and told him what was happening. Fred looked at his twin brother amused and then said “So am I suppose to sleep here or out of the house with the ghoul?”

At that point, the brothers started making jokes of the different scenarios in which Fred could find himself sleeping with the bloody ghoul. Therefore, Violet sighed and said “No one will be sleeping with a ghoul and I will be sleeping with the girls”. Before George could say anything she gathered her things and went off to Ginny’s bedroom. Clearly, the decision that his girlfriend took, made him feel gloomy and annoyed. So, he was going to make her realize it by acting childish and pouting every time that she was near him.

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As matter of fact, George kept acting quite dramatically and Violet would just roll her eyes teasingly. However, she began to realize that behind all of his "dramatic acts and jokes"... he was actually a bit sad. In his point of view Violet had spent more time with the girls than with him. In fact, the girls were trying to plan what types of muggle gifts they could make or buy them for Christmas. Therefore, she was spending more time with them.

Violet started to feel bad for not spending that much time with him. She looked for him and hugged him from behind. Then he turned around giving her a confused look and saying "Oh... Violet...it's Fred". Right in that moment she feel her spirit leave her body. She quickly pull away and apologized then heard someone say "You don't even recognize your own boyfriend from his twin brother".

Her eyes got widen and she ran toward George and apologized to him. He kept on walking up to his room and she followed him. As they both sat on his bed an awkward silence had followed. Violet couldn't stand the silence and decided to make a joke to enlighten the mood. "Hey George, how would the Giant Squib go to war?".

He looked at her with a raised eyebrow and asked "How?". She smiled and said "Well armed!" after saying that she began to giggle to herself. He chuckled and smile then said "That was a very lame joke babe". Violet looked at him and shrugged saying "At least it made you smile". She got closer to him and hugged him saying "I'm sorry for not spending time with you. The girls and I have been putting too much work into your Christmas gifts".

Once she said that George bombarded her with a bunch of questions. Of course, he was trying to figure out why were they getting for them. Not only he was excited but he wanted to know why it took them so much time that his girlfriend could barely spend time with him. She sigh and told him that she couldn't say anything because it was a surprise. However, George kept insisting until she gave up.

Looking at him, she said "I'm getting you a small tv so that you can watch the muggle comedians show that I talked to you about". His eyes light up and asked her if she had it already. She nodded and tried convincing him to wait until Christmas in order for her to give it to him. Violet almost succeeded...but...George said that giving it to him now so that they could watch the show together; stating that it was the least she could do after not spending time with him.

An hour later, both of them found themselves watching the muggle comedian show in George's room. He would ask her questions about the muggle stuff that he didn't have any knowledge off. She would answer his questions and looked at him while he was watching the show. Violet loved to see the excitement and wonder in his facial expression. All of a sudden he said "You're staring" causing her to chuckle and say "Do you blame me? My boyfriend is too cute".

Then she stood up and looked for a blanket and put it around them since it was getting cold. They started to cuddled up together and everything was going smoothly. However, when George's feet touched Violet's leg she jumped. After asking her what was wrong and she said that his feet were too cold...well, things went south. He kept hugging her and touching her with his feet.

"Quit touching me your feet are cold" Violet said in a scolding tone. He grinned and said "IS PAY BACK FOR HUGGING FRED THINKING THAT IT WAS ME!!!". Then he began to tickle her as she screamed "GEORGIE IT WAS A MISTAKE, YOU BOTH LOOK THE SAME UGH". He looked at her as if he was offended and said "I'M MORE HANDSOME THAN HE WILL EVER BE. THAT MAKES US DIFFERENT". That comment made him tickle her even more.

"Please stop!!!!" She begged her boyfriend.

This kept happening until she admitted that he was more handsome and that she owed him 10 chocolate wands. Eventually when things calmed down, they kept watching tv. Slowly but surely Violet had started getting sleepy and fell asleep. When Fred got to the room he shared with George he winked at his brother. George chuckled and then said "Guess you're sleeping with the ghoul tonight mate".

#george weasley #george weasley imagine #fred and george weasley #harry potter imagine #weasley twins #fanfic #imagine #wizarding world #the weasleys

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mordoriscalling · 4 years ago

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Everything I Am, All That You Are (4/4)

Geraskier Soulmate AU, Modern with Magic, Post-Break Up, Getting Back Together

The last word of the song – “alone” – rings out in the silence in the concert hall. Jaskier’s voice is so resonating, so haunting, that Geralt has to put a great effort into walking away from it.

Then, he feels it. An unmistakable, soul-deep kind of touch.

His mate reached out to him through their bond.

Geralt sways on his feet and leans against the wall of the concert hall in order not to trip and fall. He looks back at the stage, meaning to catch Jaskier’s eye, but Jaskier stares at the seat Geralt has vacated a moment ago.

The audience erupts into roaring applause, giving Jaskier and Essi a standing ovation, which is definitely well-deserved. A performance like that is worthy of glowing reviews.

Geralt snaps out of the initial shock and strides out of the hall, spurred on by hope, now even more determined to carry out the plan that sprung into his mind when he talked to Yennefer earlier. It’s an excuse to talk to Jaskier, just a conversation starter, but it’s also something that Geralt has owed him for a long time.

He walks through the door which Jaskier disappeared behind after their first conversation this evening. It takes him to an empty corridor. In the quiet he meets, he’s able to catch the characteristic hustle and bustle that happens backstage. He follows the sounds until he finds himself in an environment that he’s rather familiar with.

After they bonded, Geralt used to wait backstage when Jaskier performed. Jaskier would come to him the moment he finished a set and ask for a review. Geralt would always respond in a similar way; it was an inside joke between them after years of Geralt giving Jaskier “three words or less”.

“How was my singing?”Jaskier asks, sweaty but grinning, as he greets Geralt with a peck on the cheek.

Geralt smiles. Through their bond, he shows Jaskier all the admiration and appreciation he has for his singing. It was a fantastic concert at a huge venue and Geralt is so immensely proud of how far his Songbird has come. He doesn’t put it into words, however, only leans down and starts nosing at the point on Jaskier’s throat where he’s the most ticklish.

Jaskier lets out a long squeal, high-pitched and delighted. “You can’t avoid giving me a review every time!” he laughs.

Geralt hums, then lays a kiss on Jaskier’s neck, then another, and another, enjoying the shivers he elicits.

With a breathy chuckle, Jaskier says, “One day, I will get a detailed opinion out of you.”

That day has finally come.

Geralt looks for Jaskier frantically but can’t find him anywhere. The hope that powered him starts plummeting now, making his stomach drop. Every minute of searching drags on like torture. In his desperation, Geralt intimidates some man into telling him where Jaskier is.

Following the directions leading him to a musical storeroom, Geralt feels his heart beat unnaturally fast for a witcher. He can hear it hammering in his chest as he rushes to the room, but when he barrels through the door and finally sees his mate, everything goes silent.

Amidst all the various instruments, there’re Essi and Jaskier, sitting next to each other on two chairs. In the cool light of the lamps, Jaskier looks almost deathly pale, with his hands cradled in his lap. He’s a picture of devastated.

When their eyes meet, Jaskier jerks in clear surprise

Before Geralt can lose the ability to speak yet again, he blurts out, “Your performance was stunning.” Jaskier blinks. Geralt swallows hard and goes on, “You command the crowd as well as you always have. Your control over your voice shows your mastery. I could hear everything you wished to convey.” Pain and plea. “You sounded...” Heart-wrenching, vulnerable, enchanting – “Beautiful.”

Jaskier hasn’t moved an inch, hasn’t looked away from him for a second. Geralt, flustered by the lack of response, turns to Essi. “I enjoyed your song,” he tells her, “The lyrics and the delivery were remarkable, and your voice is memorable.”

The girl inclines her head in thanks but her expression is stormy.

Geralt directs his gaze back to his mate, who eyes him cautiously.

“Thank you,” Jaskier murmurs, “I appreciate your review.”

Geralt waits for him to say anything more but Jaskier doesn’t add a word. Taking a deep breath, he forces the words out, “Jaskier, I – I need to talk to you. Alone.”

Jaskier sighs. He and Essi have a wordless conversation that consists of making various faces and gestures. Finally, the girl relents and gets up to leave. When she passes Geralt, she glares daggers into him.

After the door shuts behind her, heavy silence hangs in the room. Geralt takes a few careful steps towards Jaskier and, as he approaches, he notices that Jaskier holds something in his hands – a bowl of strawberries. He freezes

Jaskier smiles wryly, noticing his shock. “Oh, I was just...” He trails off, takes one strawberry and eats a small bite.

Geralt watches intently. The way Jaskier’s lips close around the fruit brings his mind back to all those times when Jaskier ate strawberries from his hand. He would lick Geralt’s fingers until they were clean of juice and Jaskier would suck at them, swirling his tongue around the tip, whispering husky praises like “you take such good care of me, my beautiful Wolf” or “you’re such a good mate, my love”.

As Jaskier finishes eating the strawberry, Geralt longs to hear the enthusiastic praise. He wants to go down on his knees and be at Jaskier’s command until he earns the gasped “just like that” and the moaned, “fuck, you’re so good”.

His hunger carries him the rest of the way. Geralt crosses the remaining distance between them and kneels at his mate’s feet. He hears how Jaskier’s breath hitches and his heartbeat stutters. Jaskier’s pupils dilate and his scent is tinged with arousal.

For a moment, Geralt can only close his eyes and cherish the fact that he can experience Jaskier’s body like this. He’s so relieved to be able to hear his mate’s heart and sense his scent that he could weep. Jaskier’s voice snaps him out of the joy.

“What are you doing?” he demands sharply.

Geralt sighs. Slowly, he takes the bowl out of Jaskier’s hands and puts it on the empty chair next to them. When he finally looks into Jaskier’s eyes, he says, “I want to apologize. To tell you that... life has already given me one blessing.” He puts his palms on Jaskier’s knees. “It’s you.”

“What are you playing at?” Jaskier snaps, his biting tone making Geralt flinch. “First, you don’t talk to me for years, then you show up here out of the blue, being all distant. When I reach out to you, you don’t respond, but now you’re being all touchy and lovely? What the fuck do you even want from me? Don’t you have a partner and a child to come back to?”

Every question is like a painful strike. Geralt clenches his fists, now placed in Jaskier’s lap, and utters, “I’m not bonded to Yen anymore. She found another Djin and we wished for the bond to be broken.”

Jaskier’s whole body tenses, then relaxes. “Oh,” he says quietly, “That’s... good?”

Geralt can’t help but chuckle. “Yes,” he replies, smiling up at his mate, “That’s very good. We’re both free now.”

Jaskier’s expression is bright like the sun but turns cloudy after a moment. “You stayed together, though,” he mutters, his voice dripping with bitterness.

“Not like that,” Geralt denies, with a vehement shake of his head. He shifts even closer to Jaskier so that his torso is pressed to Jaskier’s legs. “She’s Ciri’s mother and my friend, that’s it.” Drowning in the beloved shade of blue, he confesses, “Wolves mate for life.”

Jaskier purses his lips. For a minute, he’s silent. When he speaks, he asks, “If I’m your mate, why did you leave me for four years? When was the wish broken, by the way?”

“Five months ago.”

There’s the spark of anger in Jaskier’s gaze again. “And you still didn’t think to, I don’t know, give me a sign? A single thought through the bond, perhaps? Just... anything. Why did you make me wait?”

“I thought you wouldn’t want to see me,” Geralt admits, “after everything.”

Jaskier stands up so abruptly that he knocks the chair over. “Wouldn’t want to see you?!” he shouts, gesturing with fury, “Wouldn’t want to see you?! I was dying inside the whole time!” Geralt gets up himself and tries to get a word in but Jaskier rants on, “Everything I am is bound to all that you are and you... You have no idea how I felt. Four years of agony, thinking that you would never want me again – ”

“Of course I know!” Geralt bellows, “Of course I know, Jaskier, dammit!” He walks right into Jaskier’s personal space and growls, “Of course I know your pain. I’ve felt all of it and worse. It’s all my fucking fault!”

“No, it’s not!” Jaskier retorts, “We’ve talked about this. All three of us fucked up with the Djin!”

“What about the dragon hunt? Fuck, the things I said to you –”

“Did you mean them?” Jaskier cuts in, his stare hard and cold.

“No,” Geralt denies, “I was angry. It was all... too much. I couldn’t deal with it, I wanted to be left alone.”

“So I left,” Jaskier replies simply. “I hoped you’d find me, though, soon after.”

Geralt steps away from him and bows his head, hiding his face in his hair. Jaskier's words remind him why he didn't do exactly that. The shame of how he’s hurt his very soulmate returns to him with full force; it’s searing hot, just as strong as it was after he returned from the dragon hunt.

The flat is so quiet. In the silence, Roach’s whine resonates all the more.

Geralt sighs. He doesn’t have to move from the bed – their bed – to guess what the dog is doing. He knows that she’s sitting by the door to their flat, waiting.

“He’s not coming back!” he growls.

In response, the pitbull whimpers.

His eyes are starting to prickle so he closes them. The sheets still smell of Jaskier. He puts his head on Jaskier’s pillow and breathes in, trying to fill the gaping hole in his chest.

Most of Jaskier’s things are gone. The moment his scent fades away, Geralt will have nothing left of him. Nothing but a few books and the mark on his heart. With his fingers, Geralt traces the lines on the songbird’s wings, spread wide, and lets out a ragged breath.

His Songbird flew away, because Geralt made him. His words were so fucking stupid, he wants to cease to exist at the thought of having uttered them.

Roach gives a long, miserable howl. Internally, Geralt does the same.

Geralt swallows the feeling down. “I was too ashamed,” he admits quietly, “Thought that you’d be better off without me.” Jaskier scoffs and opens his mouth but Geralt talks over him, “Then I found Ciri and we stumbled into Yen and... Ciri wanted her with us but living together was difficult, with the wish. I couldn’t subject you to it.”

Jaskier’s expression is stony. He stands there, amidst all the instruments, motionless, glaring at the floor with his hands on his hips. “Did you sleep with her?” he murmurs.

The question sets Geralt off. “Who the fuck do you take me for?!” he barks, “I’m capable of restraining myself!”

Jaskier laughs, of all things. It’s a mirthless, ugly sound. “More than capable, it seems,” he remarks.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“I can’t believe you still haven’t learned your lesson,” Jaskier replies, seizing Geralt with a fiery look. “Can’t you really see it, Geralt? Every time you try to spare someone your presence, every time you don’t want to subject someone to your person, it brings pain not only to you but to everyone involved?!” He aims a pointing finger at Geralt and hurls the accusations on, “You wanted to undo the Law of Surprise and the Djin wish went to absolute shit! You didn’t claim your Child Surprise and she didn’t have anyone when her family was killed! You avoided me after the dragon hunt and made us both suffer!”

Geralt is rendered speechless but his lack of response seems to go unnoticed.

“Of course you were on your self-sacrificing bullshit!” Jaskier spits. “Gods, I should’ve known! How the hell didn’t I put two to two? Fuck, all that time when I was wallowing in my own hurt, you were stuck hating yourself more than anyone else could ever hate you.”

The last statement rings too true. The accuracy of it is nearly oppressive, and the following silence is unbearably heavy. Geralt brushes a hand over his face; his body suddenly reminds him of how tired he is.

Jaskier appears just as weary when he asks, “Why didn’t you talk to me? You could’ve just talked to me.”

Geralt wants to laugh at Jaskier’s naivety. All the accusations he’s heard start sinking in and, however right they could be, hurt. The instinct to strike back combines with rage unfurling inside him and Geralt lashes out before he can stop himself.

“And what?” he snaps. “Hear that it’s fine? Have you tell me that I shouldn’t worry when there was so much pain in your eyes? That I don’t have to be sorry when you were so fucking desperate for normalcy? That there’s nothing to forgive when you got so quiet after my fights with Yen? You tried so hard to pretend that everything was all right but you looked like you just waited for us to fall apart.”

Pain flashes in Jaskier’s eyes and Geralt knows he’s taken it too far.

“What else was I supposed to do?!” Jaskier exclaims, his voice cracking, “I didn’t know how to reach you, whenever you got so distant. I tried every way I knew but nothing worked. Nothing. You were hidden so deeply within yourself that I couldn’t –”

“There was nothing you could’ve done,” Geralt cuts in. He knows he’s being cruel but he feels so ugly right now, he may as well show all his monstrosity. “Sometimes there’s nothing you can do,” he tells Jaskier, “I know you’re used to getting your way, that exerting your influence and charm grants you whatever you want, but there are some battles you can’t win.”

“Really, Geralt?” Jaskier snarls, his teeth bared, “Really? Are actually a masochistic bastard? Are you trying to tell me that I shouldn’t have fought for you? That I should’ve just left you after Rinde? Should’ve just... given up? Or are you saying that this” – he gestures between them – “is a lost cause?”

The mere suggestion extinguishes all his anger in an instant. Instead, panic sets in; there’s decisive sadness in Jaskier’s eyes.

“That’s not true –” Geralt begins but to his horror, his mate doesn’t listen.

“But maybe it is,” Jaskier insist, “Maybe I’ll never win against your penchant for self-hatred. It’s been drilled so deeply into you, that you’re unworthy of love. I tried so hard to convince you but perhaps there’s indeed nothing I can do.”

The terrible resignation in Jaskier’s posture appears so final that a cold spear of fear pierces Geralt’s heart. He walks up to Jaskier so that he stands in Jaskier’s way to the door; he can’t bear to lose him.

“Jaskier, no, I – ” he stutters out. “I’m so sorry.” The sorrow in Jaskier’s gaze hasn’t changed, so Geralt begs, “Please don’t leave.” His voice sounds rough and wrecked, even to his own ears but at least Jaskier doesn’t leave. Encouraged by that fact, Geralt goes on, “I can’t ask you to forgive me, after everything, but – ” Tentatively, he reaches out and takes Jaskier’s hand in his. “Could you consider... coming back? We can figure this out however slow you want, just... Don’t leave. Please.”

Jaskier sighs, his eyelids fluttering shut, but he doesn’t shy away from Geralt’s touch. Geralt’s heart starts beating wildly in victory and then, as seconds pass and Jaskier still stands there, breathing, it turns to hope.

Yet, when Jaskier opens his eyes, he frees his hand from Geralt’s grasp. “I need some time to think,” he replies apologetically, “This... this is not it. This is not right.”

“What?” Geralt whispers.

“I’m not saying no,” Jaskier reassures. “I just... fuck, Geralt, I can barely resist you right now. I want my answer to count.”

Geralt opens his mouth to say something, anything, but he can’t muster a word. His throat is constricted in a silent, helpless scream. Jaskier smiles sadly.

“Thank you for the review, Geralt,” he says, “And don’t worry, I will see you around.”

Then, to Geralt’s anguish, Jaskier takes his hand and brings it to his lips, laying a kiss on Geralt’s knuckles. The feeling of his mate’s mouth on his skin sends a thrill down his spine and he gasps. Jaskier lets go and walks away. Geralt can’t will himself to move.

Jaskier leaves.

Geralt stays in the storeroom. Were he able to howl, he would do so, hoping that his Songbird would answer the call. Yet, Jaskier left once again. The memory of his touch is all Geralt can think about as he stands there, all alone, until he can take it no more.

When he finally springs into action, he knows he won't be stopped.

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#myfic #geraskier #geralt x jaskier #soulmate au

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aaetherius · 4 years ago

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I just wanted to slip on to say super quick that, like most everyone, my notifications here are fairly broken. I only get alerts for threads every so often, and I never get notifications for @’s or asks (even when the ask is replied to directly). I rarely drop threads (I do every so often if I get overwhelmed, but I never drop threads unless I happen to have multiple ongoing threads with someone and I feel one of them has reached a stopping point or I’m overwhelmed). So, if you ever believe that I have missed a response please let me know! Because odds are, I did/I never got the notification for the reply. I promise you I will never be upset with you for reaching out to me. And, heck, if you answer an ask from me or @ me in something, you are super welcome to shoot me an IM to tell me you answered it (honestly same with threads, you are more than welcome to shoot me an IM when you reply, I will never be annoyed by that). The oldest reply I owe on this blog at the moment is from December 24th. If I owe you anything older than that, I did not see it, please do feel free to reach out to me (or, even, reach out to me if I owe you something after that just to make sure I have it, I will not be upset with you).

The same applies to my side blog ( @caeruleis - which, reminder that is it s side blog so I cannot follow back from it so if we’re mutuals here and you follow there, we are also mutuals there. I know it can be super easy to think we’re not if you look at the following list). I recently missed a response on that blog and I feel so bad about it, so, please, if you ever think I’ve missed a reply, do contact me! I will never be upset with you for checking in. I am a slow writer, so replies do take time, but I do not consider reaching out to me to make sure I’ve seen something to be a bother or anything. I really dislike missing responses because I do adore my threads, so trust me if you reach out to me I will be thrilled.

I’m also honestly considering IMing people (or shooting some of my partners messages on Discord if I have you there instead) when I reply to asks because I know @ notifications just do not work for most people (and, if I look at it from my point of view, I’d be okay/happy to have someone message me for the same reason). Would that be bother or would you guys be okay with that/want me to do that (because gosh I feel so awful when I miss ask/@’s)? I can also do it case-by-case, because social anxiety is awful I totally understand if it would make you nervous for me to IM you for this (it’s not to pressure anyone to respond or anything to asks, though, as always, you’re welcome to, it’s just to make sure you actually get to see it because, as mentioned, I personally feel terrible when I miss asks and I don’t want anyone to think that I’ve ignored their ask either because most of the time I answer all of the asks I get unless it’s like a meme and you send me multiple/give me a choice, and even then I might answer multiples depending on how on top of things I’m feeling).

And, unrelated, but since I often have multiple threads with the same partners and their muses on my blogs (which I love, I can’t thank all of you enough for tolerating me I know I can pump out like stupidly long replies sometimes and I can be so much and I’ll never apologize for the length of my replies, but I do know it can be a lot, and I am always grateful to all of you who end up being subjected to my word vomits), I do typically assume that threads that take place in the same universe/AU take place after the prior thread/s (I often do this with asks as well). So things that happen in previous threads might be mentioned/brought up/thought about. That being said, if you ever want to go back in time/do something that takes place prior or fill in some moments we didn’t get to that you would have liked to explore, I am totally okay with that (just feel free to shoot me a random dm or even random ask or starter and let me know hey we’re doing this now loser get in). We do not have to be locked into any given time.

Anyway, I hope all of you are having a wonderful day! May your week be a blessed one!

Also, here are my Sandys under the cut because I am proud of them. You will behold them. Also, if we’re mutuals and you want to add me on GBF shoot me an IM and I’ll add you! I’m not very high ranked and my summons are kind of middle-tier I would say, but I can be helpful if I can use my earth or light teams on a thing though, and I can def very much help you out if you’re under rank 100!

#| ☩ Out of Time (OOC) ☩ |#{ tldr I very rarely drop threads so if it seems like I am taking forever and a year I did not see it tell me!! }#{ You can honestly just slide into my IMS like HEY DID YOU SEE MY THING }#{ and I'll be like yeah I saw thing or NO I AM SO SORRY I WILL DO THING }#{ I also do have memory issues so like it's helpful to be yelled at sometimes especially if I look at thing on my phone and then proceed to #forget thing ever happened when I log onto my laptop }#{ this happens a lot with OOC convos as a warning where I see them on my phone and am like cool #I will reply when I am awake and then out of sight completely out of mind }#{ so like if you want to pick up on OOC convo from months ago or weeks ago or whatever totally cool with me because I am also guilty #of missing things/forgetting to reply }#{ Sometimes I need a smack on the head gjdfhlu }#{ I am very difficult to annoy/offend I promise }#{ I'm just tired and my brain is in a constant state of brrrrrrrrr }#{ also very easily distracted }#{ Also thank you guys for tolerating/making sense of my typos }#{ I know they happen oh gosh do I know they happen }#{ My ADHD is very intense so I am very prone to typos }#{ and I miss them constantly in replies even when checking them over }#{ and by extension if you ever make typos in replies to me I sincerely do not care }#{ I am honestly chill I promise even though I know seeing my walls of texts can be intimidating }#{ I hope I've made it clear but I will not eat you if you can't/don't match my length it is really not important to me in the least }#{ why do I talk so much it takes me 10 years to make an OOC post or send an OOC message but once I do God I do not shut up lol }#{ Also might be slow during GW }#{ Probably not we're not aiming for anything }#{ But I am my crew's designated (tm) light main and last GW I was close to useless because my dark team was so bad I used my other teams #ferjkshfer so I want to help us get the rewards this time }#{ Evie will probably send me vaguely threatening discord messages if I don't carry her since she carried me through the dark up GW lol }#{ And I will deserve those vaguely threatening messages hfuldhfulk }

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punkscowardschampions · 3 years ago

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Charlie & Ronnie

Charlie: You said you were coming to this thing

Charlie: can I send your apologies instead now?

Charlie: 👍

Ronnie: you wish

Ronnie: ill be there like i said

Charlie: Time management was never one for the CV

Charlie: but you’re already more than fashionably late, dear

Ronnie: &

Ronnie: invite came from mckenna and he dont care

Charlie: It’s not his dinner party

Ronnie: no shit

Ronnie: its not yours either calm down like

Charlie: I’m just saying, you’ve wrangled an invite as is

Charlie: you’re gonna make it more awkward because?

Ronnie: if shes not got you working the door now as another favour why the fuck are you so bothered is what im just saying mary

Charlie: They’re nice kids, whatever beef you’ve got with your brother and the rest, I don’t see why you’ve got to involve them, is what I’m saying

Charlie: they’ve not got fuck all to do with your family drama

Ronnie: err he ll be made up dont you want me to be a boss big sister

Charlie: the kid clearly has his own issues

Charlie: I could spot codependent and toxic before you could walk, don’t lie to me, like

Ronnie: cant walk now so stall the starters or dont

Charlie: For fuck’s sake Veronica

Ronnie: you wanted the truth bitch

Charlie: You can’t show up here high

Charlie: they’ll be terrified, might call the cops

Ronnie: showing up sober is what i cant do

Charlie: don’t you think you should take a break from him

Charlie: whatever you decide to do after, you need to calm it down

Ronnie: it was you who said not to act like he werent about

Charlie: yeah, you can’t pretend it hasn’t happened obviously

Charlie: but that was before you shot him up

Ronnie: and after you told me to look after him

Ronnie: make up your fucking mind baby

Charlie: What would be preferable is you not fucking doing it

Charlie: really should go without saying

Ronnie: it fucking wouldnt

Ronnie: you cant hack living with me on gear how do you reckon itd be with me off it

Charlie: I meant dosing a kid, ‘cos there’s no way it happened the once

Charlie: and there are options for you, for free on the glorious NHS for now

Ronnie: you meant both 🖕 he werent a kid when you wanted to fuck him

Charlie: Not the same is it

Charlie: someone can be old enough for sex and not old enough for you to ruin their life

Ronnie: love ya for the flattery but his life was fucked before he found me

Charlie: was he using

Ronnie: youre the only cunt i know who reckons hes above it even B uses 💊

Charlie: yeah because there aren’t levels to it

Charlie: come off it

Charlie: the 💊s he takes aren’t on the level of smack, at all

Ronnie: mckenna aint never gonna let you daddy him you can stop pretending to give a shit

Charlie: I give a shit because you’re a mess

Charlie: more than usual

Ronnie: i dont usually have to babysit any bastard half brothers like

Charlie: you’re choosing to come tonight though

Ronnie: i owe him after that call centre bullshit

Charlie: and that’s it?

Ronnie: what the fuck else would it be

Charlie: You tell me

Ronnie: i just did

Charlie: Alright then

Ronnie: [show up so he can judge the absolute state of you IRL and have to make allowances for that and how rude you are]

Charlie: [we all know how this goes, feel his shame and judgment in how much work we have to do to cover up your behaviour]

Ronnie: [how offended and upset she would be that he's ashamed of her is killing me because how could he not be babe]

Charlie: [oh honey, like what else could we be lol]

Ronnie: [the real question is have you picked up on the jealous and intense incesty vibes yet boy or what do you think is happening lol]

Charlie: [If anyone would pick up on it, we know you and your possessive energy]

Ronnie: [yeah that was my thought cos he knows her the best and they have their own weird history and vibe so]

Charlie: [he’s obvs not going to talk to you right now because mad and also like !!! but feel free to do some if you wanna]

Ronnie: [gonna have her try and talk to him when Jamie is talking to Joe for obvious reasons lol but before we’re bleeding]

Ronnie: you can lord it you were right but lets bail yeah

Ronnie: charlie come ed soft lad

Ronnie: what you ignoring me for 🖕💔

Ronnie: fucks sake

Ronnie: [after the briefest pause because he won’t immediately reply to her just gotta go into graphic detail about that OD she had in Margate before Joe got there cos he can clearly see all the self harm that’s going on but she wouldn’t have told him about this until literally now]

Charlie: [just a look like DON’T that cannot be overstated]

Charlie: why would you do that

Ronnie: can we fucking go now

Charlie: you can

Charlie: don’t use your self-destruction to hold me hostage, you’re beyond too old for that now, Jesus fucking Christ

Ronnie: [this makes logical sense to be where Sophie pops up with the kitchen roll etc and then bathroomgate so all of that is kicking off]

Charlie: [just out here doing the most to cover for you]

Charlie: what the fuck are you doing

Ronnie: [because they are doing the most in that tiny bathroom LOL you can have a reply once she’s left]

Ronnie: leaving

Ronnie: youre welcome

Charlie: yeah, you did me such a solid there, tah

Ronnie: you too florence dead caring

Charlie: you can’t hack a kid’s dinner party?

Ronnie: fuck you

Ronnie: you know whats wrecking my head

Charlie: yet you can’t leave him alone

Charlie: how the fuck can I do anything if you won’t do that

Ronnie: you werent gonna do fuck all end of

Ronnie: youve not

Charlie: you aren’t a kid, I can’t force you to sort your life out

Ronnie: yeah cos being like you will save me

Charlie: I’m not OD’ing with strangers

Ronnie: 💔 everyone liked you better when you were using

Charlie: you did

Charlie: and that isn’t a good enough reason to be a junkie forever

Ronnie: no shit i did

Charlie: well I’m so sorry your majesty

Charlie: God forbid I sort my life for me

Ronnie: nobody but you gives a fuck you stopped snorting lines out of every twinks arse crack

Ronnie: god forbid you shut the fuck up about it and this recovery bullshit

Charlie: you clearly give a fuck, Ronnie

Ronnie: you give more of a fuck about mckennas flatmates than you do about me

Charlie: that’s bullshit

Charlie: you only came to ruin their night, you got mad when it weren’t going your way

Charlie: you expected me to help?

Ronnie: i dont give a shit about these teenagers

Ronnie: im losing it and you reckon theyre on my mind

Charlie: Is ruining his life going to fix yours

Charlie: no

Ronnie: youve never had to hack this dont fucking tell me how to

Charlie: because you’re the only one who has family issues

Charlie: fuck you, you know I’d give anything to be in your spot

Ronnie: if i could swap our places i would

Ronnie: i dont wanna fucking be here doing this with him & you aint even tried to get your head round that

Charlie: in what world does it need to be like this

Ronnie: the world im living in where the fuck is your head at

Charlie: why can’t you just fucking

Charlie: cut him off or actually try

Ronnie: this is me trying

Ronnie: i didnt hang myself off the back of their bathroom door

Charlie: then you need to stop

Charlie: I’ll tell him to leave you alone now

Ronnie: hes gonna do that now without you flouncing in

Charlie: I’m still doing it, you ain’t here to stop me

Ronnie: hot but you still aint his type

Charlie: not funny

Ronnie: not joking

Charlie: don’t be tapped, I wouldn’t go anywhere near him now

Ronnie: stick your dick where you like i dont give a fuck

Charlie: yeah well I’m slightly more discerning, tah very much

Ronnie: these days

Charlie: yeah, where we live now

Charlie: I’m not trying to relive my worst years every weekend

Ronnie: yeah such a grown up youre having dinner with kids

Ronnie: save this little speech to pull the wool over the eyes of whatever wool homo youre gonna try and pull at the weekend

Charlie: I never said I was there yet

Charlie: better than the state of you

Ronnie: 🖕💔

Ronnie: state of me yeah after whats just happened youve seen fuck all yet soft cunt

Charlie: that’s the sound of me being unimpressed

Charlie: grow up

Ronnie: shut up properly by getting out of my fucking face

Charlie: I’m going out

Ronnie: with your new bezzies

Charlie: what’s it to you

Ronnie: youre not a junkie and youre still the most selfish cunt i know have a word with yourself

Charlie: because I’m not jumping to do exactly what you want, no matter how dumb or shit an idea it is

Charlie: yeah, I’m the problem, alright babe

Ronnie: you reckon you wanna be in my place so bad but you cant even hack it from there

Ronnie: since when have i gotta beg for help off you

Charlie: I wouldn’t act like a dick if anyone from my family reached out

Charlie: and what help? You haven’t asked for help, you wanted me to help you shit on some random kids to make you feel better for 10 seconds

Charlie: if you actually told me anything seriously, if you wanted help and not just someone to get high with

Ronnie: i wanted to fucking leave & cos i didnt its pure fucked now

Ronnie: i am my head is worse than before and you dont give a single shit

Charlie: what did you do

Ronnie: like fuck are you getting the gossip

Charlie: gossip are you serious

Charlie: ‘cos this either is and I’m the shittest mate in the world or it isn’t and it’s ‘gossip’

Ronnie: shittest mate is right weve established it

Charlie: what did you do

Ronnie: fuck you its your fault

Charlie: then tell me what I did bitch

Ronnie: i told you we shouldve gone

Charlie: okay, we should’ve gone

Charlie: go on

Ronnie: you were there

Charlie: yeah, and I was covering for you

Ronnie: yeah well done

Charlie: you say that like I’m meant to know what the fuck you were doing, is my point

Charlie: i was a little busy sorting your mess

Ronnie: you had a cob on over that mess and the one im in after it is loads fucking worse so theres fuck all you can sort for me now

Charlie: calm down and stop being dramatic

Charlie: just tell me and we’ll sort it

Ronnie: fuck off

Ronnie: thank christ i dont need you to calm down

Ronnie: [gonna go get messy obvs so she probably won't reply but if you wanna try go ahead hun]

Charlie: yeah, smack has served you SO well thus far

Charlie: what a great idea

Charlie: come on

Charlie: oh, the silent treatment in return, really

Charlie: very mature

Charlie: I’ll see you when I get home

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calamitousrpgarchive · 4 years ago

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Hi. This could be a long shot but I used to rp on jcink and I left it almost a year ago to take a break as I found the communities very toxic. I miss my characters and I forgot you there were rp communities on tumblr! I have never rp'd on tumblr before and I'm not sure how it works, as in where is the actual place where written character posts are or where members chat? I'm a newbie to tumblr rp and would love to join. I would appreciate some advice on how to start! xx

Hey there! Thank for for taking the time to reach out to us, we’re more than happy to try our best and give you to tumblr RP rundown! Sorry to hear you had a poor experience elsewhere - rest assured, if you want to be part of Crooked, we don’t bite! (We even have Game Nights !)

A summary of what I’ll try cover:

Your blog is where you post as your muse/character per se, you can reblog musings and anything you like about your character(s) on here for the group to see.

Your replies/roleplay interactions are also on here where you can post responses to open starters and engage in all that’s happening! (If you don’t use discord - we use it as our OOC platform, your OOC communications will go on your blog(s) too!)

So, to begin, the way the process of on the dash RP-ing works is generally: You create a tumblr account separate to your personal/main. You can use a little trick in the sign-up process to avoid creating new emails and losing track. For example:

[email protected] can be used for your personal tumblr escapades! And then, for an RP one, you can use the same email, but format it like this: [email protected]. (It still goes to your same inbox, but it allows you to have multiple accounts - if you’re using them for different groups.)

I already feel like I might have lost you a little here - so, let me continue off this topic... we can always help you set-up later!

Once you have a tumblr account, you can then decide if you want to keep it organised in the sense of individual character blogs or if you want to compile multiple characters onto one blog; then use the tumblr tagging system to make it clear which you’re using if you have gathered a few muses! We have a mixture in the group who use Mumu blogs (multi-muse) and those who use individuals - it’s purely personal preference! Despite using a Mumu myself here in Crooked, I generally prefer individuals because it makes it a little easier to keep up with the replies I may owe!

Alrighty, so there’s that ramble added... It’s honestly much simpler to navigate than I may be making it out to be - my apologies! Essentially, you reblog interactions at your pace and create new ones for those to engage in and your threads are you ongoing interactions. If you would like some examples, I’ll list the admin blogs below so if you wanted to have a quick scroll for examples of how we kind of interact - there’s not really a right or wrong way!

@crxxkedevil , @twistedxpromises & @eternallyxcrooked

These listed above are all mumu blogs - so we have multiple characters we have compiled into a single blog, whereas we have members that have a main blog and then add side blogs for each picked up OC character. But you should be able to see the method of roleplay in each of these. There is also no rule on length or tense you write in ... you’ll see some variation, I’m sure. As long as it’s understandable and we can gauge interactions, you’re on for a win! Hurrah!

I feel like that’s the getting started basics kind of covered? Everyone has their own tumblr tagging system on their posts to be able to retrieve former interactions and such.

A beneficial program (I’d recommended getting.) is a free add-on for google chrome browsers called XKit as it offers the ability to edit posts once they’ve been posted and you can reblog just the newest interaction instead of swarming the dash with previous/repeat engagements. Honestly, if you haven’t realised I’m Queen of the Rambles - you... do now... but truly, we’re all friendly and willing to help you every step of the way! You’ll pick it up in no time, I’m sure! A lot of information and step-by-steps are covered in sections of the Main blog that might give you some insights beyond my explanations!

As for discord, this is the OOC platform we use for out of character interactions and general day-to-day conversations. (Also, game nights... and lots of other chaos.) It’s also free and is available on both mobile & desktop. There’s no obligation to be part of the server there - but you’re more than welcome to get to know your fellow members and RP-ers! Helps with plotting threads and interactions too.

As a last addition: we’ve broken down the process a little on the Navigation page (Mobile Navigation, here.) so you’re able to look at things pre-application and then post-application to try encourage an ease of access for all. Hopefully by looking at some blog examples of ours and having a meander through the CrookedSoulsRPG main blog that you should find some helpful resources. We also have a resources blog, here if you want to look at gifs and icons... especially if you’re potentially not used to using gifs/icons/gif icons in your interactions, we try to where we can and there’s many faces for inspiration if you haven’t acquired an arsenal of faces yet!

Thank you again for sending this in! I hope that this somewhat helped you in your starting up process? If you need clarification on more, you’re more than welcome to hit us with all the messages you like, or if you want to pop in an application if you think you’e got the ropes and an idea of what muses/characters you wanna throw into the Crooked world. A quick read down our guidelines to check they’re all good for you and you’re away!

We’re more than happy to continue helping you through the process in any way we can - we’re all very welcoming! Please, don’t be shy! Believe me, we’re all been there before, we all start somewhere!

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ivakir · 5 years ago

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MUN

Kasei, 21+, she/her; English is not my first language; I also roleplay on discord;

Experience: 5 years on Tumblr; 10 years on different platforms;

Languages I can write and speak: English, Russian, Chinese.

The blog was created in June 2015. Everything I post here (writing, graphics) belongs to me. Don’t steal, or we will end on a very bad note;

I apologize in advance for being slow with IMs;

I am pretty confident with my writing, so you won’t see here “my writing is shitty” and other whining.

NO:

You constantly take a hiatus / move your blog / drop threads / etc - in general, you barely write. I find stuff like this very demotivating, so I usually unfollow as soon as I start seeing such stuff very often. I believe that you are a good writer, but I don't want to waste my time on a huge reply to the thread which is gonna be dropped.

negativity. Stuff like: “It’s hard to rp here!”, but meanwhile you don’t even try to rp;

your character always leaves the thread without reason;

you don't warn me that you want to drop a thread or you delete your starter without warning. You're generally guided by the "I don't owe you anything" idea. I think this is very rude and does not make us equal partners. If you have troubles with communication, then I am probably not your partner.

you are a fan of "I will unfollow you if you are not active for 2 weeks". I am an adult with a job and other stuff. It doesn’t make us bad writing partners if we don’t discuss our threads every day. If I don’t post every day, it doesn’t make me a bad roleplayer. If you can’t wait and your interest quickly disappears, then I am definitely not the partner for you.

Who I am looking for:

adult roleplayers who can come up with a simple story, who are not ship-centered and who don't get a heart attack when someone tries to plot with them and talk to them.

I DON’T CARE ABOUT:

face claims, icons, aesthetic;

how long you take to reply (as long as you don’t drop every thread we have);

if your character is from cartoon, anime, game and etc;

if your character is OC or canon;

if you are multimuse or singlemuse.

I CARE ABOUT:

how you write, what you write and how you treat your followers.

WRITING STYLE:

I don’t do those fancy lists with mains and favorites.

I don’t drop threads, unless they are very short and without some kind of plot. Feel free to remind me about the thread if you think that I forgot about it.

medium / long threads, start from 150-200 words; check out my writing style before following. Deep details + inner monologues + action + plotting. It’s obvious that I don’t write short stuff.

genre: comedy, horror, adventure, action, drama. Depending on the tone of the threads, I may jump from one genre to another.

standard font, may adjust to the style of my partner (unless it’s something complicated). I rarely use icons;

Some of my threads are plot-driven. We don’t have to work on every detail, it’s enough to have at least some vague idea. If you don’t like plotted threads / long threads, then don’t ask for them. I also don’t see a point in plotting in IMs if we are not going to use these ideas;

I don't think our styles will work out if your main goal is only exploring relationships in roleplaying.

It doesn’t mean that I don’t write short stuff. To get to know each other, I usually suggest to start from something small.

Don’t like starter calls / plotting calls / inbox calls if you can’t keep interest and you don’t plan to roleplay.

If your blog doesn’t have rp related stuff (threads), I will not rp with you on discord.

CHARACTER:

is not nice;

is not me;

is alcoholic and workaholic. But don’t assume that she is drunk all the time;

FC: Seda Bakan and Freida Pinto. Ivakir’s face was based on how I see her, so the in game fcs and art on the left is the closest to how I see her. Links: artb,reeder; art; fallout 4

SHIPPING, NSFW AND TRIGGERS:

if you are here to find a new toy to ship with and then drop me two weeks later, because you have lost interest, then it’s a wrong place for you;

I don’t do ship calls. The only way to ship with me is to write threads with me. No threads - no shipping. I can hardly imagine how we are going to write a romantic story without any background.

Ivakir is a very hard character to ship with. I am not here to constantly write how our characters hold hands. One night stands are fine;

Writing smut is okay, but I prefer to keep such threads short-term;

Triggers are always tagged.

I UNFOLLOW IF:

⛔ I’ve tried to interact with you many times, but you ignore everything I send you. I usually unfollow six months later;

⛔ You constantly post negative stuff, especially something like “it’s impossible to rp on tumblr”, but meanwhile you don’t even try to write and keep threads. I am not going to chase you and remind you that we have a thread. If you can’t write, then don’t write.

Verses / AUs I have:

Fandomless:

Fandomless modern AU (poorly developed);

Fantasy witch AU (including modern fantasy and typical medieval fantasy; adaptable to magic-based world) (DEFAULT; highly developed);

Zombie Survival / Apocalypse AU (non-developed);

Horror AU / Evil Forest AU / partly RE8 AU (medium developed)

Fandom-based:

Fallout 4 (medium developed);

Final Fantasy IX (poorly developed);

Mad Max: Fury Road (under const.);

The Witcher (books/games based, show-friendly) (medium developed).

Kas, I want to write with you, what should I do?

check out possible plot ideas:

for witch verse;

for witcher verse;

for fallout 4 verse;

check out open starters (short); they are short, ALMOST for any verse and don’t need plotting;

check out open satrters (long), but send me a message before you do this

#ooc #(I wrote down eveyrthing I consider important)#(and tried to make it related only to writing)#(I edited it 100 times)#(constantly asking myself do I sound like a bitch? do I sound like a bitch?)

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spinblue · 5 years ago

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—How I Run My Blog!

if it wasn’t obvious already, I literally cannot shut the fuck up ever. I also never heard of condensing. That is a foreign concept to me.

Speed Basically I’m as slow as Sonic is fast —

I wish I could do replies faster, but I just can’t? I have literally sat at my computer for hours trying to reply and it just doesn’t happen. I guess I gotta be in a certain mindset to do replies, but heck if I know what kind. awoienaoweawenawe

I just don’t want to give out shitty replies, and in order for my replies to not be downright awful I gotta work on them a lot aowienaowie it doesn’t come naturally to me at all.

Replies

I'm all for rping any lengths and mostly I just try to match my rp partner’s lengths, and try to keep in mind what it seems like they are comfortable with.

Which includes not going over, and I gotta tell you, there have been threads were I have deleted multiple paragraphs of my reply because I realize that not everyone is up for multiparagraphed (borderline novella at times) threads. I just physically do not know how to NOT ramble.

That being said, if I ever do go off in one of our threads — you don’t gotta match lengths. Just give me your best shot and it’ll be fine, I promise. I’m never counting paragraphs here.

Formatting is very minimal, with usually just one icon per reply. I try to reply more or less in order ( so I try to reply to the threads where I was given the reply first ) but, unfortunately my muse doesn’t work that way all the time, so I do skip around here and there. I apologize if you’ve been waiting for a reply for a long while, I promise it’s not because I don’t want to rp with you, but as I said, I am horrendously slow at all things.

Starters

I don’t usually post starter calls. I lack the creativity honestly aoweianwe But also I am usually super behind on replies as is so ( though then again, that doesn’t stop me from liking other people’s starter calls and inbox calls bc I am a fool )

I do inbox calls occasionally, though! Usually when I’m lacking muse for anything in my drafts but wanna do something small. These can absolutely turn into threads and can sort of be seeing as a super mini starter? Though they also do not have to turn into anything more than a one-off interaction. Usually I ask if it’s okay to reply to an ask answer before I reply to it.

Inbox

My inbox is always open! I am horrendously slow at answering asks too though. Gosh I’m a mess. But if you ever do have something you wanna send me, please do! I’ll get to it eventually I promise aowienaowe

I’m forever accepting any and all memes that I reblog! If you wanna interact with me but lack ideas/kinda shy, sending in a sentence prompt meme is probably the best way to start, tbh.

Though I’m also perfectly okay with unprompted asks being sent! Just send me anything and everything tbh

I’ll always be open to turning an ask that I answer into a full thread if you want to!

Selectivity

I’m semi-selective and completely mutuals only. I do wish I could rp with everyone, but as I have said for each of these sections bc it affects literally everything I do — I am horrendously slow.

I also like to keep my dash clean, so I may not follow back if there are a lot of non-rp related things reblogged. I also usually don’t follow back blogs that have no rules, though sometimes I make exceptions if I know the mun is someone chill.

If you break my rules, that’s an automatic I’m never going to interact, sorry. It just says to me that either you didn’t bother to read them in the first place, or you did read them but then decided to ignore it. Neither is great honestly.

Please respect people’s rules. They are there for a reason.

Wishlist ( some of these I have threads for already, but I always want more okay aoweinwe )

I want to do a thread with Sonic signing for most of it, for whatever reason.

Someone calling Sonic out on his bullshit and how he has royally fucked up in IDW. I want someone to actually blame him, resent him, because those were actual, real, people that were all affected just because Sonic wanted to play the ‘good guy’ and believe in the ‘good’ in people despite having every reason to not.

Sonic actually talking with someone and telling them how much he cares for them. I don’t see him as the mushy-talky kind of guy. He usually likes to speak with actions rather than words — but at the same time words can be powerful. And one day he’ll just have to let his friends know how much they mean to him.

Basically give me anything with soft.

I live for supportive Sonic who’s life advice is basically just to go for it. To smile, to run, because you do have the freedom to, you just gotta make use of it.

I’d like a thread where Sonic can just joke around too?? Like he’d poke fun at someone, be poked fun at back, and just be general little shits together. Just a small silly thread for the fun of it

A lot more but I have zero memory when I need it

Honest Note

Okay real talk for a sec, but I sit on replies for weeks, and yet I want to always create more threads??

There are times where I want to invade people’s dms and talk about ideas and such that I have and that I want to thread. But then I look at my drafts and see that I still owe a reply, and feel too guilty to ask for more aoweinawe

Also I’m awful at one-on-one conversation. I just??? Don’t have the capability of keeping conversations going aoiwenaewoaieniaw I have no idea how to. So if we have talked and the conversation just fades out on my end, I am so very sorry and i promise it’s not a sign that I don’t want to talk with you. I just fail at human interaction aoweianwewe

But I do want to get to know everyone that I follow. You all are awesome as heck alright.

Other than that, know that I adore you all a lot. It’s a lot of fun seeing everyone on dash! Whether you are doing ic stuff, or ooc things. Keep doing what you are doing, because you’re doing great just as you are!

#sometimes i look at what i write #see how long it got #and wonder just why #➟ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ʜᴀꜱ ɪᴛꜱ ᴇɴᴅ [ OOC ]#meme answer

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exostan · 5 years ago

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The Ultimate Guide to Becoming Gay

Ship: Baekchen

Word Count: 2059

Genre: Friends to Lovers AU

Type: Oneshot

A/N: thanks to stan twitter for helping me with this fic! My acc for anyone wondering is @/Corgi_Kyoong!

Baekhyun swears by being straight but let’s be real, is he?

Hi I’m Byun Baekhyun.

That was overly cheesy but anyway you can just call me Baekhyun. It’d kinda be weird if you included my last name. I’m known by my friends, especially my best friend Jongdae, to do stupid and impulsive things and today is no exception. Buckle up because you’re also gonna probably be at your patience limit with me.

“HEY hey Chanyeol!” The brunette lifts his head at the mention of his name, eyes wide with curiosity. “What’s it like being gay?” I plop down at the lunch table, picking up one of the taller’s fries. Minseok laughs from beside me, “You don’t just ask people that, Baekhyun.” I shrug and look back at Chanyeol whose a little red on his ears. “The same as being straight?” He seems unsure of himself. “Baekhyun doesn’t know what straight is.” Sehun adds on, teasingly, sitting beside Chanyeol.

“Excuse me! I am straight.” I snap, stealing one of his fries too. Its punishment for talking smack, I swear. “You sure about that? I’m like 99% sure you’re at least a little gay.” I turn to Minseok, offended. “Wow hyung and to think I thought you’d defend me. Chanyeol?” I turn to the tallest, brow raised. “Cmon Baek, not even a little gay?”

“You know what? Fine. I’ll prove I’m not gay. Not that there is anything wrong with gay people.” I insist, taking a sip of my water. Minseok laughs again, “And how are you going to do that?” I grin back, “That’s a secret my dear Minseokkie hyung.” Chanyeol groans while Sehun just laughs. “Don’t bring Jongdae into this, he will kill you.” Chanyeol warns.

“Jongdae loves me WAY too much for that.”

“No kidding.” Minseok mutters, shaking his head.

“You have to be kidding.”

Okay so maybe not. “Cmon Jongdae, you do everything for me!” I whine, plopping on my bed. Jongdae snorts, “Yeah but now you’ve gone officially crazy.” I gasp, sitting up, “I have not!”

“Have too!”

“Literally I didn’t even ask you anything crazy, drama queen.” I snap, throwing a pillow. “You asked me to kiss you!” Jongdae snaps back, his cheeks pink from embarrassment. “Its not like you’re bothered by the idea, you’re just a big baby.” I mutter, crossing my arms. “Fuck off.” Jongdae snaps, throwing the pillow back at my face.

“So-“

“Don’t even talk to me, Minseok hyung.” I whine, pouting. “Now what happened?” Junmyeon chuckles, raising a brow. Minseok laughs, “God knows.”

“Can you believe Jongdae rejected me?”

Minseok chuckles, “Yes I can because it was about time he shut you and your ideas down.” I frown, staring at my shoes. “Hyung.” Junmyeon mutters, nudging the older. Minseok heaves a sigh before sitting beside me. “Fine. I’m kidding. But in all seriousness, you can’t be asking people to just kiss you.”

I don’t answer for a moment, “You would’ve done it right? It wasn’t too crazy. It isn’t like he’s a stranger.” Minseok sighs, slapping the back of my head playfully. “If you knew I would do it then why did you ask Jongdae?”

“He’s my best friend.” I reply, defensive. “You sure? You seem to only want Jongdae to kiss you.” Minseok teases and I roll my eyes, pushing him lightly. Junmyeon laughs, amused. “He won’t do it anyway.”

“He might if you push it enough.” Junmyeon chuckles, then continues under his breath, “That boy can never get off your hip.”

“Yeah but how long would that take?” I whine, irritated. “Probably not long. This is Jongdae we are talking about.” Minseok chuckles, patting my back.

“So-“

“What, Baekhyun?” Jongdae whines, laying on the futon. “Did you think about my offer?” I grin, sitting on my bed. “Oh my god, Baekhyun. Give it up.” He groans, covering his face. I grin wider, spotting his red ears. “Cmon Jongdae. Just one. One kiss.” Jongdae groans again. I get up, walking to him. “Pretty please?” I beg, pulling his hands off his red face. I also might have pouted for extra effect. “Fuck! Fine.” Jongdae gives in, sitting up.

“Yay!” I plop down beside him, grinning. “I hate you.” he mutters. “No you don’t. Now c’mere.” I cross my legs, facing the younger. Jongdae sighs, blushing more if possible, turning to face me. I grin when he whines wordlessly, earning a shove to the shoulder. “You look like a tomato.” I tease, amused.

“Shut up and kiss me.” Jongdae snaps, blush creeping up his neck. I laugh, grabbing his bicep before leaning in, tugging him closer to connect our lips faster. His lips are very.. soft. He starts to pull back but I pull him back in without thinking about it. I feel his breaths pick up as I shift to my knees to press closer. His lips are gentle and hesitant against mine, his hands coming up to gently grip my waist as my hands curl into his hair.

Not enough.

Jongdae gasps when I nip at his bottom lip, allowing me entrance. At the same time, it seemed to have drew Jongdae’s limit as he pushed me back. “Happy?” he snaps, his cheeks going back to red when i don’t answer at first. “Yeah.” I grin, making Jongdae roll his eyes. “I’m going to the bathroom.” Jongdae mutters, getting off the futon.

“You’re so stupid.” Chanyeol mutters, whining when I shove him off the bed. “No offense but you are.” Sehun calls from the futon. “Just how am I stupid?” I snap, crossing my arms. “For starters no one makes out with someone they aren’t attracted to.” Minseok chuckles, scribbling notes down for his homework. “Jongdae is handsome and his lips are really soft. But I’m still straight.”

Chanyeol groans, annoyed. “I’m what now?” Jongdae questions, walking in. “Don’t ask.” Sehun advises, smiling from the futon knowingly. “No one asked how his lips were by the way.” Minseok sing songs in my ear as he walks past, amused. Fuck.

“Fine fine. Choose the movie.” Jongdae sighs and I grin, satisfied. I catch Jongdae glance down at my lips before averting his gaze. I peck his lips quickly before jumping off the couch to grab the remote. “Baekhyun!” He gasps, blushing heavily. “What?” I chuckle, turning back to sit beside him. “What was that?” He whines, pulling his knees to his chest to rest his chin on them. “Nothing. C’mon its movie time and you know what that means!”

“Cuddle time.” Jongdae mumbles into his knees, holding his arm out for me to scoot closer. “Yup!” I shout, laughing.

“I swear I’m not attracted to him. In that way at least.” I insist. Sehun snorts, “You know Junmyeon hyung won’t judge you if you’re even a little gay.”

“But I’m not.”

“So like nothing? You kissed what once? and nothing?” Yixing questions, amused. “Twice.”

Minseok perks up immediately, pausing the movie. “Twice?”

“Yeah he let me choose the movie so I kissed him. It was quickie.”

“For starters, never call it a quickie again.” Junmyeon laughs before Chanyeol speaks up. “And second, you’re stupid. Why would you kiss him again?” I shrug, grinning. They make such a big deal over a kiss. It was only like half a second. Not a big deal. “So are you sure you aren’t gay?” Jongin questions, bringing the popcorn. “Positive. Just because I kiss him doesn’t mean anything. His lips are just soft and frankly it’s not my fault he’s cute when he’s shy.”

Yixing snorts while Minseok and Junmyeon share a glance. “Whatever you say.” Sehun snorts.

“Stop laughing!” I whine, nudging him. Jongdae apologizes through laughter, shaking his head. Oh, his smile is cute. His eyes glisten with how the sun is hitting them, the light brown looking like milk chocolate. Oh wait. He really is handsome. “Baekhyun.” Jongdae snaps his fingers, breaking my thoughts. “You okay? You never daze off.” He murmurs, touching the back of his hand to my cheek. I blush a little from the contact, his hand warm on my skin. “I’m fine.” I choke out, avoiding his gaze. “You wanna go to bed? Take a nap? You’re getting warm, you might be catching a cold.”

“Yeah. I’m sorry.” I clear my throat, standing up. “That’s fine. Get some rest, okay? I’ll probably finish my work then go.” He informs, voice softer, standing up as well. My gaze falls to his lips again and how inviting they look. I nod before i can think too much, heading to my room to sleep.

Holy shit. What the fuck was that?

Hi.

It’s Baekhyun again.

Now, I know what you’re thinking.

“Baekhyun, you’re stupid. You’re gay as the fucking rainbow.”

Shut up ok? So what if you’re right.

Assholes.

“Hello?”

“Hey Jongdae said you weren’t feeling well so I wanted to check in.”

I sigh, laying back down. “I’m fine. Thank you Minseok hyung.” A pause on the other line. “You were never sick were you? You sound fine.”

“Technically ‘not feeling well’ and ‘sick’ hold two completely different contexts.”

“No they don’t.”

“Yes they do. When you are sick you-“

“Baekhyun. What’s actually wrong?”

“Whatcha mean?”

“Baekhyun.”

“ithinkimconfused”

“What? Slower.”

“I. Think. I’m. Confused.”

“About what?”

“You know what.”

“Jongdae?”

….

“About time.”

“Fuck you.”

Sehun laughs, falling back against Chanyeol, who, to no surprise, is laughing as well. “You are all fuc-“

“Ok ok. Sehun, Yeol shut up.” Junmyeon smacks Sehun’s leg in scolding. “So what do you want us to do?”

“Help me.” I whine, ruffling my hair. “Why don’t you just ask him out?” Yixing suggests, turning his head to look at me from the floor. He’s not wrong. I should. But doing that means confidence. Do I really have confidence?

“Or just like fuck him until-“

“Sehun.” Minseok scolds, a smile forming on his face. “I’m serious.” I hiss, slapping Sehun’s arm. “Ow!” Sehun whines, huffing when Chanyeol rubs the injured spot. “I agree with Yixing. Just ask him out like a normal person.” Chanyeol suggests, smiling.

“No I can’t.” I complain, shifting. “Orrrr if you wanna be all cute take him to a date then ask him out. Jongdae is a hopeless romantic.” Kyungsoo suggests.

“I should’ve just invited Kyungsoo. He has the good ideas.” I retort, earning a punch from Minseok and Chanyeol. “There’s the festival this weekend!” Jongin pitches in, grinning. “I like you two.” I hum.

I laugh, sprinting after Jongdae through the festival. “Baekhyun! Look!” I follow his gaze, spotting a big brown teddy bear among other big teddy bears of other colors. “Come on, let’s try the game then.” I encourage, pulling him towards the booth. “Here.” He hands me the pouches, smiling. I stare at him for a moment, taking in how happy he looks before grinning back. “Wait let me try one!” I laugh before handing him a pouch back. He tosses it, missing the red circle by a few centimeters.

I chuckle when he pouts, playfully bumping him aside with my hip. He laughs, shoving my shoulder before stepping back. “Let a professional do it. Once I get him the green bear is mine.” I tease him. He rolls his eyes, raising a brow expectantly. I fix my posture, playfully exaggerating how far I push my shoulders back before tossing the pouch.

And it landed dead smack in the middle.

I laugh as Jongdae groans in defeat. “I gotta go to the bathroom.” He mumbles in my ear and I look at him in concern before smiling and nodding.

“You gotta be kidding.” He laughs, jogging towards me. I hold the bear he was eyeing up high grinning at him. “How did you-“

I shrug, letting him take the bear. “I might have paid a little more attention then I let on.” He shakes his head, pulling me in for a hug. I smile, accepting the hug, wrapping my arms around his neck. “Thank you.” He mumbles into my neck.

I pull back slightly, cupping his cheeks in my hands. He’s still grinning, his cheeks pink. My thumb strokes across his cheekbone. “What?” Jongdae whines after a moment, grabbing my hand with the hand that isn’t holding the bear. “Just trying to imprint this image in my head.” I mumble, making him blush harder.

And sucking up my big ego about being straight, I lean down, locking his lips against mine.

Yup. Defiantly gay.

#Baekhyun #baekchen #chen #jongdae #bbh-net #exo fics #romance #friends to lovers #thanks stan twt

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stray-itallian-greyhound · 5 years ago

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List for today

I work here in just a bit. I may be a bit worn out when I get off. Despite everything I am still sick. Mostly suffering from a cough now, so its not to much, but I get winded pretty quick.

After I get home, I have a few things I want to do.

1) I have a bunch of asks to reply to for @gamblealife to get some stuff going between Sawyer&Mark and Danny&Mark.

2) I may try and make some more icons. I don’t know yet. I have at least 30 for most characters,with some hitting up to 50 or more. Its just easier to find stuff for certain characters. I know I at least want some more for my OCs.

3) I need to get OC bios typed up. It’s something I’ve been putting off for a while.

4) I have about 15 drafts waiting. Most are starters that I’ve decided to write based off people commenting on my muse interest sheet. I also have about three replies waiting in there that I’ve just had a hard time thinking on. But, I want to try to get those written and added to my queue if I can.

5) I need to be more active on Discord. To those who have my discord, I apologize. I’ve been avoiding it due to old drama from a group of people I use to write with. I may just make a new one here soon and I will, of course, send it to those who already have my discord.

6) I have my queue set up to post things about 10 times a day. Maybe 12. I’m honestly not sure. So, if I owe you something, be patient. It is probably waiting there or in my drafts and will be added to the queue soon. I appreciate everyone waiting for me~!

I know I’ve been a bit MIA lately. This weekend took a lot more out of me than I care to admit and these past few days have as well. Plus, I just can’t seem to shake whatever it is I have and I tend to get worn out pretty quick.

Heading to work here soon, but I am going to try to get a few things taken care of. Thank you all for being so patient with me!

#i just settled into the glass half empty--(mun). (tickety.boo)

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agirlinhell · 6 years ago

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my blog: [reaches 100+ followers]

my eyes: ey yo look like i’m goin for a swim

HOLY SHIT IT’S BEEN A BIT OVER A YEAR AND Y’ALL ARE STILL HERE?? jfc I LOVE YOU GUYS. in all seriousness, though, i met just the greatest people ever while i’ve been here and uuuuuuuugh, I LOVE interacting with each and every one of you, i love seeing you guys on my dash and I JUST AGLGGALJGAGALJGAGLAJ so thank you all so much for sticking with me through this. i probably don’t deserve it and you’re all here anyway<333

before we get real deep into this: thank you. whoever you are, if you’re reading this, i’m thanking you. for being here, for following this trash ass blog and loving this muse as much as i do. also i’m thanking you for waking up today, for drinking water and eating your food, for doing your chores, for taking a shower, brushing your teeth, for taking a nap, for getting through yet ANOTHER DAY OF THIS BITCH OF A PLANET. and even if you did none of those things — thank you. stay with us. this world needs you. all of us are unique. there’s no one like you,

thank you for existing - i love you.

NOW LET’S GET DOWN TO BUSINESS TO DEFEAT THE HUNS

i hope you’re all ready bitches bc IMMA SHOWER Y’ALL WITH LOVE:

@keptmanners / @morefinesse / @worldendured : I’VE SAID THIS SO MANY TIMES BUT UUUUUUUUUGH, this person right here, ande, is one of the people responsible for this blog being what it is today. no joke. when i was at my worst (activity wise) ande was always here, replying to our shit, plotting and discussing concepts and screaming about our muses and just being nice and kind and understanding to me whenever we talked. the relationship we built between clem and ruby/louis/your muses was one of the things that kept me from leaving this blog altogether, so thank you so much - i honestly really appreciate and admire you.

@taggedbastard / @paulklee-guild: listen to me YOU LITTLE SHIT AKJAJGAGLJGA no jk, i love you so much and that’s so crazy because we haven’t even been talking for that long - we deadass started talking like two-three days ago? like, we fell in love with each other bc we’re cancerians and with the OTP in like 0.2 seconds and it was beautiful??? UGH I LOVE YOU BITCH AND I AIN’T NEVER GONNA STOP LOVING YOU BITCH.

@prctecthem : TSUKIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!! i got you, okay? but seriously, thank you for becoming such a good friend and great person to talk to these last few weeks. i am so glad to have met you <3 AND I LOVE OUR THREADS WHAT THE FUCK?? like we should have hundreds of them, honestly. no jk <3 bUT MAYBE???

@weprevail : BABEYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY !!!!!! I LOVE HOPE SO MUCH??? A VALID LEGEND IN THE RPC!! SHE SPOILS ME WITH LEE, DUCK, MITCHENTNE AND VIOLETINE CONTENT AND I CR Y!!! i love when we talk about stuff!! you can do it, you can accomplish your dreams, i believe in you - i’ve got your back okay??<33

@rcdhccdie : IRL BESTIEEEEEEEEEEE!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!! I’M SO HAPPY YOU’RE GRADUATING AND THAT YOU’RE ABLE TO KICK SCHOOL RIGHT IN THE ASS!! ILY ILY ILY ILY - I’LL SEE YOU SOON, OKAY??<333

the bad bitch brigade:

@dcadrct, @stillgcod & @mortuism: MY HOMIESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS. no seriously like, artie, merc and jude are the some of the bestest friends on tumblr/discord that i could have ever asked for and i can’t imagine my life without them anymore. i mean, lmao, i have more verses with them combined than anyone else in the world, artie and merc are just ALWAYS THERE WHEN I WANT TO TALK TO THEM AND I JUST !!!! <#3333 AND JUDE IS DOING HIS BEST AND I LOVE AND SUPPORT A LEGEND!! artie destroys my ass with marlontine / clouis angst/fluff, merc has me crying up in the club about sophietine and jaiko and jude makes me cry like a little bitch with his lee, carl, violet, brody and lilly content i am truly honored and glad to share this muse with such wonderful people ( or at least formerly in merc’s case ALGJGAAGLAGALJ ) and to just be your friend???? y’all have always been there to call me out on my shit if i ever fuck up and i get my shit together accordingly so i really appreciate it - y’all are also some HILARIOUS ASF PEOPLE

the gay juicebox squad

(or people i love interacting with and want to interact with/talk to even MORE &&& people that i JUST started interacting with and WANT TO KEEP GOING BC YOU’RE PERFECTION – &&&&&&& PEOPLE I HAVE PLOTTED WITH BUT I STILL OWE A STARTER / REPLY TO BC I SUCK, BUT I’M EXCITED TO RP WITH AAAAAAAA ):

@twdgdeadmanwalking, @rcdhccdie @creolejesus, @corpsepaintd, @zombeam, @pyrrhaeic, @weprevail , @crackinthewhip, @youngshct @we-are-strcng @livesrot @reekcd @corpsepaintd @forgedvalor @goldenngore @emsorcism @thecomplication @sympaheart @almostskylight @agirlofwinterfell

the SENPAIS

(bc i stalk you from far, far away and we either don’t talk much/at all and never interacted and i want that to change but i’m too intimidated by your everyday PERFECTION AND FLAWLESSNESS ON MY DASH):

@killthebxy @sevenbled @plannedahead @zaldrczes @highhking @creaturologist @dracharenae

IF I FORGOT ANYONE: i am sorry. i occasionally suck. plus, it’s deadass late. but i suck. yeah. love y’all <3

now let’s do the giveaway thing!!!

MY APPRECIATION FOR THE GOOD, ACTIVE (some inactive bc i’m trash) & TALENTED PEOPLE THAT I FOLLOW & THAT FOLLOW ME, CATEGORIZED.

THE WALKING DEAD

@twdgdeadmanwalking, @crackinthewhip, @keptmanners @prctecthem @morefinesse @stillgcod @dcadrct @victuus @weprevail @mortuism @shitbircl @ofstonerisms @worldendured @childtroubled AND SO MANY MORE

A SONG OF ICE AND FIRE/GAME OF THRONES

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@creaturologist

NARUTO

@bitiing @cursemcrked

GANGSTA.

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FANDOMLESS & MUMU & OTHER FANDOMS & FANDOMS I’M NOT TOO FAMILIAR WITH

@emsorcism @ncvabcrn @illicios @corpsepaintd @creolejesus @xendure @sevenbled @bonezone @bloominghands AND SO MANY MORE

;& PERSONALS

YOU’RE LIKE THE BEST? i have no idea why so many of you follow me, but i’m super happy to know that you like this blog for some reason. thank you for being here with me. you ROCK!!! ALL OF YOU!!!

a few honorable mentions: @aesthetic-survivor-of-twd @thewalkingclementine @rascet and @twdgjames!!<3

____________________________________________________________________________________________

As for the giveaway, I offer the following prizes: one drabble, one edit/promo, five to ten icons, or an aesthetic / moodboard - the choice is entirely yours.

-None of the art unless otherwise stated that will be used in aesthetics and edits are mine.

-I will mostly be doing individuals for aesthetics/drabbles/promo’s/icons, but if you want me to have it ship related, and if i can find the right pictures for aesthetics and icons, this will be done, too.

-If a winner desires a drabble for a prize, I will write any genre you want me to, but you must tell me what exactly you want. The genre, the characters, the settings, the events, canon or alternate universe, what happens in a plot ( if there is any ), whether or not there’s a ship. Lengths and verses may vary. Oneshot, only, no multichapters.

-For aesthetics, the programs I use are ipiccy because unfortunately I don’t have nor use photoshop at the moment. You must tell me exactly what you want.

-My drabbles / aesthetics / icons DO NOT HAVE TO BE THE WALKING DEAD RELATED. I’m perfectly happy with doing prizes in relation to our muses and in other fandoms / alternate universes / crossovers.

-I can show you previews of icons, drabbles, aesthetics and edits while I am doing them, but once I am done with the results, I will not be doing a second version or an update.

-THERE WILL BE FOUR WINNERS.

-We MUST be mutuals - meaning you must be following me in order to have a chance to win.

-Feel free to like and reblog this as many times as you want - it increases your chances.

-However, I must warn you that, due to time restrictions on my part, your prizes might possibly come in a bit slower, I apologize, but it’s the constraints that bind me to this.

-The winners have until tonight at 8:00PM EST, approximately TWELVE HOURS FROM NOW, to be exact, due to time constraints on my part, to contact me. If you do not contact me after tonight is over, you will not earn your prize and it will be given to someone else at random, just as it is with the chosen winners.

#IF WE'RE GONNA DIE WE MIGHT AS WELL HAVE FUN FIRST. ( FOLLOW FOREVER. )#( yOOOOOOOO THIS IS CRAZ Y )

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