#i know it's fine not to participate though and for anyone still reading these tags:

[eyelessfaces]

deep crust

firefighter!poe dameron x reader

happy poevember<3 here's this little alternate universe oneshot as a treat! it takes place not too long after the events of ashes to ashes, but you can read this even if you haven't read it (though it's probably more enjoyable if you have the whole context!)

summary: poe is utterly horrified to hear you've never tried a chicago pizza.

warnings: none<3

tags: poe being a drama queen, poe being absolutely whipped, fluff, kissing, just sweet stuff and moments tbh

word count: 1.2k

I gotta admit, my non american ass had heard of chicago style pizza but had never seen what it looked like before writing this so I realized it lowkey looks unappetizing (I'm so sorry chicago people)

heat me up masterlist

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updates blog: @eyelessupdates

The topic comes around the first time you officially invite Poe to have dinner at your new apartment. He's properly appalled, his jaw dropping in shock as he lets go of his fork.

“You’ve never had a deep dish?”

You smirk, knowing it would draw this reaction from him – or from anyone you know here, as a matter of fact. You know from experience, and it being so amusing each time kinda participates in the fact you’re refraining yourself from trying those famous Chicago style pizzas.

You give him a shrug of your shoulder, indifferently keeping on chewing on your salad. 

“That’s fine. I’m doing fine living this way” you chuckle. 

“Oh but you’re missing out.” he shakes his head, his hand closing around his glass of wine. “You don’t know it but you’ll realize and you will hate yourself for not trying them sooner.”

He sips on his wine and you scoff, looking at him, at his handsome face bathed in the warm glow of your apartment light. “You’re so dramatic.”

He points a finger at you, a stern expression over his face. “This is a proportionate reaction.”

You huff out from your nose.

He shakes his head in feign disappointment. “I can’t believe I kissed someone’s mouth who’s never had Chicago pizza” he mutters under his breath, a laugh escaping him when you playfully swat him with the back of your hand. 

From there, Poe takes it as his personal mission to get you to try a Chicago pizza.

At first, it’s just a running joke. Every time he sees you, he manages to smoothly slip it into the conversation. 

“I still can’t believe you’ve never had a deep dish,” he’ll sigh, shaking his head in fake dismay as you roll your eyes. Or he will go off on mini monologues, exaggerating the “wonders of Chicago’s pizza crust” – as he calls it, then proceeding to babble out an elaborate description of the layers of cheese and sauce with a genuineness that borders on comical. 

And each time, you brush him off with a laugh, stubbornly sticking to your claim that you’ll get around to it eventually.

But Poe is nothing if not persistent. And the principle of making you try a Chicago pizza is also what would be considered a date with you.

One evening, you receive a text from him, a link revealing “the top ten pizzerias” in Chicago, even though he knows which one is his personal favorite. 

“It’s so you have multiple options to choose from. Whichever seems the most appealing to you” he attaches to the link.

You receive another text not long after. “I’m willing to drop my favorite place but I know the owner and he would be pissed if he learned that the man that put out his kitchen fire went to another pizzeria.”

You can’t help but laugh and text him you will think about it, but he still doesn’t let up, because he has not won until he's leading you arm in arm to a pizzeria. 

Finally, the very next morning, you receive another text from him while he’s on shift at the firehouse. “Even my crew thinks it’s crazy you haven’t had a real Chicago pizza. Don’t let us down here.”

You smile, shaking your head as you type back, “You’re relentless, Lieutenant”

Seconds later, his reply comes. “This is important. History is watching”

Characteristically dramatic. Then, a picture pops up. His face, mouth twisted into a small pout, and a something in his pleading eyes that makes you think he knows exactly what he’s doing because you’re quick to text back,

“Fine. Pick me up on Friday”

—

“I’m gonna show you the best in town” he assures you on Friday, his face lit up with excitement and a hand at your back as you get close to his pizzeria of choice. 

You raise an eyebrow at him. “You know, I have high expectations now” 

“Yeah, maybe I’m overselling it,” he laughs. “But trust me” he grins, pushing the door to the place open. 

Comes the time you’re served and you take your first sample of your awaited first Chicago deep dish experience. Poe has pushed his own plate aside, waiting for the conclusion, the denouement of that whole affair.

“So?” he asks after a while, forearms leaned against the table as he intently awaits your reaction. His teeth sink into his lip, gaze thoroughly focused on every micro expression of your face as you take your time chewing on your first bite.

You lightly clear your throat once you’re done, taking the time to wipe your mouth with a napkin. 

Poe impatiently shifts his position onto his seat, and you take a deep breath for the dramatic effect and impending suspense.

“Don’t get mad,” you start, pinching your lips. He stammers, his expression turning into a remorseful one at the idea you think he would truly be disappointed for you not liking it, his hand reaching for yours over the table. “–I should have listened to you. You weren’t lying” you smirk as you continue, witnessing his face clear up almost instantly, a startled laugh escaping his mouth. 

“You had me in the first half” he admits with a grin, leaning back in his seat. “See? I would never lie to you.”

You glance up at him when you savor your next bite, but he’s not eating – he’s just watching you. There's a soft look of satisfaction and an underlying sweetness in his gaze, and the expression is so open and so unmistakably Poe it makes your stomach flip. 

“You can breathe now,” you tease, lightly nudging his foot under the table. “Come on, eat before it’s cold” 

—

You keep on teasing him when you exit the restaurant, telling him that maybe his reaction was a bit too excessive and dramatic for something that is “just pizza.” Only he’s quick to exaggeratedly counter, telling you that “it’s not just pizza, it’s a life experience”

It’s cold outside as you walk side by side down the street, in a comfortable silence between the both of you. 

Your hands lightly brush and Poe's smoothly slides into yours, taking a glance over at you to make sure it is fine, and without even looking over at him, you squeeze his hand in silent assurance, firmly looking ahead of you as the feeling of his touch makes something flutter inside your chest. 

His hand is warm and his grip is steady against your fingers numb from the cold, and it feels undoubtedly right to be holding his hand.

When you finally reach your building, he pauses, still holding your hand as he faces you, a soft smirk tugging at his lips. 

“Can I kiss you again now that you’ve tried Chicago pizza?”

You laugh wholeheartedly, spontaneously nodding, a wide smile over your face as you lean into him. His lips are soft as they press against yours, his grip on your laced fingers tightening when you rest your other hand at the side of his face. 

“Goodnight,” he says quietly, the feel of him lingering as he pulls back with a soft smile.

“Goodnight, Poe.”

You feel hollow saying this, already missing his presence.

You only let him go after kissing him again.

—

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@pigeonmama @c-losur3

[dandysworld-meh-imagines]

could you do a toodles x child reader (platonic obv)? due to all the overwhelm from the ichor operation and all that stuff they don't understand (cuz theyre kids) they decided to have a sleepover! (ive never been in a sleepover before so idk what they'd do sksksk)

thx and take care!

Toodles With A Child Reader Having A Sleepover!

JOKES ON ME I'VE NEVER BEEN TO A SLEEPOVER TOO, DEAR ANON, BEAR WITH ME Y'ALL I DIDN'T HAVE MUCH CLOSE FRIENDS GROWING UP BAHAHAHAHA SORRY IF THIS ISN'T ACCURATE- AHEM-

This is such a cute scenario though, hehe, despite the mess that is happening around them sobs, here you go, dear anon! Thank you for requesting! <3

-Anna

-With Gardenview closing, you and Toodles at least understood that there won't be any more visitors. One thing the other toons never told you about is what is happening on the floors. They pretended that everything is fine to you two, if it was anyone that should never find out the truth in there, it's you two. You were still young and things like that, you didn't deserve to worry about this situation but sadly it wasn't like things were rainbows and sunshine either. The toons had to even come up with excuses for toons that were missing or have become a twisted now, they try all sorts of excuses, they feel their chest hurting when they lie to you two like that though.

-If you two wanted to go down there, you would watch as the others just acted.. weirdly suspicious, telling you to play somewhere else because well.. they are just working on things! Mhm! Totally!! They know you will catch up eventually but until then? It worked for now, it kept you two away as you stayed in the lobby or even the hallways with everyone's rooms, just running around laughing. It.. helped with the whole mood of this place not feeling so hopeless. Some toons even had a rare smile on their faces as they watched you two play around, not even knowing the situation. It reminded them of the kids that used to visit here all over again.

-Since you two weren't really allowed to go on the other floors.. Toodles came up with a brilliant idea to have a sleepover! Even the other toons agreed so this was totally a good idea! You couldn't really access the floors that had fun stuff so why not bring your own toys and everything to one of your rooms! It was definitely better than being bored all day waiting for Rodger, after all! He sure kept having big adventures every day along with everyone else.. you and Toodles never could participate in them, though he did promise to bring back candy for you and Toodles, so that was good enough for the both of you!

-It starts around in the evening where the mood for playing comes back. You bring your own pillow, snacks you had hidden, your plushie and toys from your room happily as you make your way to Toodle's room! It usually starts with you two hugging before you come in and putting your things in the right spots, your pillow next to her own, even your plushie, your toys mixing which gets you two giggling and snacks on the table for you two to choose anything you want! What you do next is really up to what you two are feeling like doing. If you have energy, playing tag or with your toys together and making dramatic sounds sounds good! If not, something calmer like drawing or reading a fairytale together is nice too.

-It's those things mostly that happen at the sleepover. It's basically just you two trying to entertain yourselves while everyone else is doing their own thing and are very busy. Thankfully, your boredom helped you two come up with many creative ideas to pass the time, hell, sometimes you even just ran around (carefully too) in the long hallways and just laugh together, no one was there to tell you two to not be loud or anything, the place barely had any toons around but it wasn't like it bothered you two. You had this idea in your mind that they are having their own adventures, they didn't have to worry about you two being bored behind, this was fun!

-You two even make a pillow fort together with whatever you have! You even borrowed the pillows from the empty couches as you tried your best to build it! Toodles had done this with Rodger before so she had a decent idea of how it's build and how it works! You two do struggle and even though the end result is not the best, you didn't care! You just got in and kept giggling as you pretended to be in a huuuge castle. You even brought your toys and plushies and decorated around, making them the knights or guards and everything, you two went all out! One of you even pretended to be a dragon that attacked the pillow fort, it usually ended up in a big mess that had you two giggling from how dramatic and fun it was.

-Sometimes Pebble likes to scratch on the door and join you two as no one else is really in the mood to play with him so he also tends to stick around here and there! He even joins you two in various games like acting as the dragon in the pillow fort game, playing tag (he always gets you two very fast), even at hide and seek, Pebble is pretty good for the most part, unless when you notice his tail wagging unstoppably which always gets him spotted, he's just so excited to play with you two, he can't help it! Ending it by playing fetch with him? He's so happy! He tends to go back to his room or even sit on a pillow at the corner, keeping you two company at night.

-Funnily enough, even though Pebble has such huge energy to play around, he does sit still as you and Toodles try your makeup skills on him, at least Pebble is rewarded with a treat afterwards for sitting so calmly. Toodles has practiced on him before and even had put on a pink bow for him and Pebble doesn't know what to think, he is just happy to get the treat at the very end after the makeup is wiped off well from him. He really wants that treat, especially since the other toons refuse to give more to him!

-At night, where things are more quiet, you two pretend to sit around a candle, pretending it's a fireplace and try to tell scary stories. Of course, Toodles is very careful with it, especially after Rodger taught her to not accidentally cause flames with the candle. It usually ends with laughter and giggles as anything you two come up with is trying to sound scary but funny plot twists fly here and there that get you two smiling and giggling quietly. You even make random shadows with your hands at the walls and act like you are holding your toys up and pretend to attack each other's shadow, it's pretty wholesome!

-Eventually, it becomes this thing you two do almost every single night, the company is nice and Toodles doesn't feel so alone with you. You and her talk while staying under the warm covers together and just talking about anything that comes to your minds as you look at the ceiling. You two are holding your plushies as you talk until sleep catches up to you two. When Rodger comes up, covered in some ichor to check on Toodles and you, he smiles warmly before placing the bag of candy down on the table and gently tucking you two in before leaving quietly. He promises to stay safe in these floors just to see that wholesome image after all the bad things he has witnessed.

Thank you for reading! <3

[theolivetree123]

Elias's Fantasmic Adventure!

My 200 follower special!

(More under the cut!)

Event Summary

When Elias was younger, he always loved to read fairytales. Yet, there was one book that told a story that stuck with him till the present day. The story was about a creative and joyous mouse who, while asleep, dreams of himself on a spectacular journey through the depths of his own imagination. Elias loved that story, but as the years went on, the book fell into obscurity. No one in all of Twisted Wonderland seemed to know anything about this book! Elias thought he had been dreaming about it for years until he saw the same book in NRC's library. Though it was covered in dust, Eilas still felt the exact same spark that he had felt when he was little. As to not let the story fall into obscurity again, Elias begged Crowely to find a way to let people know about the book, yet Crowely couldn't help him. Elias almost ran out of ideas until he remembered a rhyme his mother would tell him.

Here in your mind

It’s magic you’ll find

When out of the night

Dark forces ignite

To blind you with frightening schemes

If you use your might

To brighten the light

You'll create night of wondrous dreams

This inspired Elias to put matters into his own hands. With funding from Kalim, Elias sought to put on a wonderful water and light show spectacular as a homage to his favorite fairytale. But, he will need actors and dancers! Help Elias create a nighttime fantasmic!

Actors and Dress Code

In the fairytale, the magical mouse goes on a trip through his mind. In his dreams, he sees wondrous, beautiful, and dangerous things. Since this live show is supposed to be inspired by that story, Elias would like all actors to dress appropriately for whichever part you may be going for. Of course, there is still a lot of room for you to be creative!

In this show, Elias will be playing the part of the mouse, who, fast asleep, dreams that he is a mighty sorcerer's apprentice with the power to control water, color, and magic.

In the original story, the mouse sees things such as:

A vibrant jungle

Elephants on parade

A Genie who can grant any wish

A large ocean with all sorts of creatures

Pirates

Fairies

Beautiful princesses

Evil monsters

Powerful dragons

With these in mind, you can decide how you want to be perceived in Elias's dream! Do you want to be a beautiful prince or princess? Or do you want to change Elias's dream into a nightmare?

Here's some references:

For your character's outfits, make them vibrant and fantastical! Anything can happen in Elias's dream!

If you're still stuck, then go watch the original Fantasmic! It should give you ideas for your character's outfits. (Yes, I know that the link is the outdated version, but tbh they didn't change much from the one linked and the updated one so IT'S FINE)

Rules

No NSFW!

This event will start today (September 3rd) and end on September 30th!

Anyone can participate! Whether it's an OC, canon character, or even a staff member.

You can participate by making cards, writing fanfics, or drawing fanart! Anything is cool!

If you make a card with voice lines included, please try to explain what role your character will be taking in the show.

Once you've made your entry, please tag me and use the hashtag, #EliasFantasmicAdventure!

Here’s the base if you’re making a card:

Actors

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Elias Miel by me!

Joseph Akaba by @readsrandomstuff67

Yuya Florence by @cheerleaderman

Melione by @the-rini-rush

Flori by @bunniehunn

Zagarius Hekkate by @screamintoad

Makaria Hekkate by @blood-red-bumblebee

Mariah Amathyst by @slumberingrose-fandom

I look forward to seeing what you all create!

If you have any questions, feel free to dm me or send me and ask!

[pelorsdyke]

thank you @reyesstrand for tagging me in seven sentence sunday!! I actually have something to share :-) a lil mohanwalsh for you

She still hasn’t spoken to the other woman, though. There’s always something to do and somewhere to be in the emergency department, so Samira just… keeps finding excuses. She knows why, of course— she’s got self-awareness in spades, okay, and she’s fine— but it’s starting to feel sort of… cowardly. And Samira Mohan is not a coward.

So when she finally takes Trinity and Mel up on their offers to join them on a night out, and Emery Walsh just happens to be right there in the bar with them, all perfect statuesque angles and controlled movements, Samira makes herself offer to buy the next round. She steps up beside Emery, burying the trepidation that pounds in her chest.

It’s the surgeon who speaks first. She must’ve caught a glimpse of Samira in the mirrored back of the bar, dirty and scratched as it is, because she doesn’t even turn her head, just puts down her glass with a little sigh Samira can’t even begin to read.

tagging @lavenderrdaughter @captain-gillian @pippytmi @lavenderstobins and @verynotkeith as well as anyone who my sleepy brain missed or who wants to participate!

[dxncingwithastrxnger]

you and me here, underneath the mistletoe (Sanemi x Reader)

A/N: Hey guys!!! Today we have a lil Sanemi Christmas drabble requested by my wonderful, amazing bestie @tojisangrylittlething!!! Sidney, I hope you enjoy this as much as I enjoyed writing it for you!! Ilysm!!! I hope anyone else who reads this enjoys it as well!!!

Pairing(s): Sanemi x GN!Reader (Pronouns not specificed)

Prompts: "Stop trying to get me to walk under the mistletoe.” + Decorating the tree from my Christmas Sleepover post

Tag(s): All fluff!!

Word Count: 675

Song Inspiration: Underneath the Mistletoe By Sia

Not beta'd, all mistakes are my own.

~*~

“Hey, ‘Nemi, can you help me out here? This box is way too heavy.” You ask the white-haired man, looking at him hopefully.

He turns his head with a raised eyebrow, looking down at the box and then back up at you. “Alright.” He simply says, unconvinced.

And then, instead of stepping up beside you to lean down and grab the box like you expected him to, he just grabs one of the cardboard flaps and pulls it all the way over beside the tree. You pout slightly in disappointment but perk up and decide to try again.

It goes like this for awhile, the two of you starting to decorate the tree as you continue to try and lure him beneath that little branch of green and holly berries. Somehow, he picked up on all of your attempts to do so. But you aren’t finished yet.

“Sanemiiiii.” You drag out playfully, holding your arms out to him with a bright grin.

Sanemi looks at you and sighs, a slight frustration on his face. “Stop trying to get me to walk under the mistletoe.” He tells you firmly.

You let your head fall back in exasperation and give out a loud groan. “You’re no fun, San. Please?” You plead.

He rolls his eyes at you. “You do this every year and the answer is still no. I’m not participating in that bullshit tradition. You’re lucky I even tolerate that damn branch hanging on our ceiling.” He huffs.

You sigh softly. “Why are you even so against it in the first place, huh?”

Your boyfriend scoffs. “Because it’s stupid. You know, real mistletoe is poisonous. Who looks at poison and says, “Oh yeah, I wanna kiss my partner under that”? Like I said, stupid.”

You can’t help but laugh at how serious he is about it, his expression telling you that if you asked for more of his thoughts on the topic, he’d go on for another hour, no questions asked. “You really are passionate about this, aren’t you?” You ask with a grin.

Sanemi gives you an exasperated look. “(Y/N). Seriously. Why do you like the tradition so much?” He questions you.

You smile and walk up to him, grabbing both of his hands in yours. “Because it’s just a cute little thing that people do and it can be romantic and sweet.” You tell him sincerely.

A slight pout forms on his face as he looks away from you and off to the side, though he keeps hold of your hands. “I can be romantic and sweet.” He mumbles.

You giggle softly. “I know you can, babe. So, prove it. And if you do it just this once, then I’ll never ask you to do it ever again, okay? I promise.”

He turns back to you with narrowed eyes. “Just one time?” He questions skeptically.

“Just one time and then never again.” You confirm.

He stares at you for another minute before sighing deeply and giving a small nod of his head. “Fine. Once.”

Your face lights up. “Thank you, thank you, thank you, Nemi!!” You exclaim, happily tugging him over to your previous spot underneath the waxy mistletoe hanging from the ceiling.

He follows along slowly, but he follows nonetheless. Once you both come to a stop, you look up at him hopefully and expectantly. He sighs again before looking down at you. He takes a step closer to you and takes one hand out of yours in order to place it on your cheek gently, cradling your face.

He mumbles something under his breath, but the only word you catch is “stupid”. Then, after one more moment of hesitation, he leans down and kisses you sweetly. You melt into the kiss happily and wrap your arms around his neck, kissing him back and holding onto him.

When the two of you pull away, you press your forehead against his. “Happy now?” He grumbles despite you knowing that he’s smiling.

“Very much so.” You tell him with a smile of your own.

~*~

A/N: How was it?? This was my first ever Sanemi fic!! I love that man sm. I hope you all enjoyed it!!! I'd love to hear your thoughts!! Thank you for reading!!!

[questinwitchface]

WIP Game

Rules: Share a snippet from whatever you’re currently working on, and then tag 5 people.

Thank you for tagging me, @sunsetmaidenwrites ! I have my hands full with my 31 Days of Halloween Advent Event right now, and I thought about sharing a WIP from that challenge, but to be truthful, I have been procrastinating working on those fics lately. So, instead, have this snippet from chapter four of The Sequel to The Pirate Fic, which I'm hoping to finish the draft of this year (though I'm currently on chapter 14 out of the 21 I have planned, and I've seemed to hit a bit of a roadblock, so we'll see if that actually happens).

I think everyone I would typically tag in a game like this has already been tagged, and I don't want to annoy anyone by double-tagging them, so if you're reading this and you want to participate, consider yourself tagged by me :)

“I’m fine, Sam,” Bucky repeats, and he even mostly means it. “You should rest with the others,” he adds, looking over at where Rita and Jim are sitting at the base of a tree as Jim bandages Rita’s hands for her. Further away, Oscar and John are sitting with their shoulders pressed together, talking quietly amongst themselves. Steve and Monty are chatting near the back of the group. Kate and Clint are both still standing guard. “I’m alright,” Sam insists. “I was mostly just hoping for some time with you.” Bucky smiles in spite of the fact that Kate definitely heard that. “Did you need something specific, or just to be around me?” Bucky asks, keeping his voice neutral. “I need to look at the map.” “I’m not stopping you,” Sam says, though his voice is tinged with a little sadness. Bucky can’t stand it when Sam sounds sad. He wraps an arm around Sam’s waist and holds him close, then puts the map into Sam’s hands. Sam grins and holds it open in front of them. “Okay, so we started here,” Bucky says softly into Sam’s ear, pointing out where they’d come ashore on the beach. “That was elephant rock,” he adds, pointing to where a drawing of an elephant appears on the map, with words in a foreign language Bucky knows Sam doesn’t speak underneath it. “Mhm,” Sam hums, nodding along. “What do those words say?” he asks, squinting at them as if that’ll somehow make their meaning clearer. “It says ‘the elephant guards the entrance to the forest,’” Bucky answers. Sam nods. “Okay, so we passed that and followed this path here?” he asks, tracing a line that intersects with the river. “Yes,” Bucky says. “Then we turned left, so we’re heading this way, along the river,” he says, tracing that line for Sam. “The next landmark is a waterfall.” Sam nods, looking at where the waterfall is illustrated on the map with more writing underneath. “This is fun,” he says after a moment. “Being out here with you, doing this.” Bucky can’t help a sardonic smile. “We just almost lost someone, and you’re telling me this is fun?” “I’ve always been a little bit reckless,” Sam admits, looking up at Bucky with those gorgeous brown eyes. “I couldn’t tell,” Bucky deadpans. Regretfully, he lets Sam go and takes the map from him. “It’s about that time,” he says. Sam nods. He pulls Bucky into a quick, sweet kiss, then turns and makes his way back toward the others. Bucky turns to watch him walk away and catches sight of Monty and Steve both giving him puppy eyes. Bucky scowls and then turns away from them. They laugh.

[lady-phenix]

Blog intro, Rules, Tags, and character profile

Welcome one and all to the Court of Ravens! My name is Ash and this my new rp blog. I'm trying to be a little better about being "professional" on here, though I wouldn't honestly call myself a pro. I've been role-playing here on Tumblr on and off since 2012 and I just like to have fun with it! That all being said I do welcome almost any and all folks from any Fandom to interact, with only few exceptions. Please continue reading below the cut to fully enjoy your stay ^.^

Rules

1. Absolutely no minors. Sorry guys, but im 30+ years old and not that I don't love yall and wish you the best, but it'd feel kinda awkward interacting with you guys. If you need help or advice though feel free to ask. I'm a person first and an adult second. Still if you're under the age of 18 please wait until you reach that age before interacting/following.

2. I don't generally do NSFW unless I know you very well (I'm demi-sexual and this kinda also applies to my characters). Also I'm not a porn source. I only NSFW if it serves the plot (I may be RPing as a demon but I generally don't participate in stuff like Sinday. More power to you if you yourself do, it's just not my thing). Also if you're below the age of 20 please don't try to do NSFW plots with me. If you have teen at the end of your age, you're kinda still a teen in my eyes. It's like that awkward gray area for me...sorry.

3. We are tolerant on this blog. I don't accept any kind of -phobia or -ism on here of any kind. Please be nice to each other and be nice to me. Don't be a dick.

4. I don't do Fandom drama on this blog. Whatever is going on with Viviziepop or who/whatever has nothing to do with me nor do I share any parties views. The opinions/thoughts expressed on here are purely mine. Don't pull me into drama or there will be problems.

5. Please be patient as I do have a life outside of this blog, and I'm about to work two jobs as well as work on a novel! I have a lot going on in my life so replies aren't always gonna be on my top priority. I also run several other blogs and have other OCs that I sometimes get more of an urge to write for. Thank you for your patience.

6. As the mun of this blog I have every right to choose who I do or don't interact with. Please don't take it personal if I don't get back to you right away. I'm probably super busy or I'm occupied with another rp for the time being. I admit I'm bad at multi-replies but I'm trying to get better.

7. Don't bring politics or social drama on here. I'm here for a good time and not to be reminded that reality sucks. Thanks!

8. I don't tolerate abuse of any kind. Mistreat me or my muse (as in like your characters whole thing is being an asshole for no reason) I will not hesitate to end the interaction and block. Me and my characters do not exist to be your punching bags. Fight scenes are fine, and insults depending on context are okay too. But being needless or senselessly cruel without reason isn't okay. Kinda goes back to just don't be a dick!

9. I LOVE shipping! I LOVE crossovers! And I LOVE OCs! All of that stuff! As it says in my description I'm Canon divergent and crossover/oc friendly. If this is a problem for folks I'm definitely not the blog for you. Please be respectful of my rp partners!

10. Seriously just have fun with it! I don't mind a little chaos, just so long as it's the fun kind. I try to be the cool mun who isn't so stingy about everything.

*as a quick side note, music is a big deal on this blog, so by all means feel free to share music yall love with me, and I may just do the same for you ;) *

Tags/taglist

This is kinda more for me than it is anyone else cause I'm terrible with tags and I'm trying to get better. These are subject to change/be updated. I'll also try to tag NSFW and triggering subjects as necessary.

tag: The Phoenix Sings- usually song/music related.

tag: thoughts of the Phoenix- usually just stuff I think Phenix would think of. These can be kinda random.

tag: matters of the court- anytime the Court of Ravens is mentioned, usually for lore purposes.

tag: matters of the goetia- any time the ars goetia or the goetia family are brought up/interacted with. Again this is usually for lore purposes.

tag: OOC- out of character, pretty self explanatory, whenever I interact out of character.

tag: open starter- any time I post an open rp starter that can be answered by anyone.

tag: rp title- I like to title rps sometimes so I'll use the title I come up with as a tag to keep better track of it. More for fun/organization purposes.

tag: Phenix interacts-tag used when interacting with specific characters. Again more for organization purposes.

tag: NSFW- pretty self explanatory

tag: TW- trigger warning: then followed by triggering thing- Done more as a courtesy than anything else.

tag: Phenix Aesthetic- Anything that goes along with Phenix's aesthetic

tag: Phenix Fashion- Things I imagine Phenix would wear. can be clothes, make up, etc.

tag: Phenix Poetry- usually poetry and/or quote related. Sometimes it's about her, other times will be specified.

tag: Phenix family- anything pertaining to her family, biological or in law.

tag: fanart- whenever I reblog fanart. Pretty self explanatory. Will also tag characters.

tag: The Phoenix Calls- used when reblogging rp memes and starters.

tag: Phenix canons- used for dropping bits of lore about phenix and her family.

About Phenix

And those are all I can think of. If I come up with anymore ill update them! ^.^

Verses and AUs

1. Canon universe- formerly trapped in an abusive marriage, Phenix spends most of her time taking care of imps and other hellborn and sinners who escaped bad situations in her family home, Raven Hall. She wishes to continue her mother's legacy with the Raven Court, and wants to eventually make it an official branch of hells government to give the so called lessers in hell a voice.

*Canon for the blog, but not the show. Though I do try to work within the shows boundaries with this.

2. Ward of the Morningstars/ ward!phenix AU- in this alternative universe, Phenix was taken in by Lucifer after her mother was killed because he felt partly responsible for what happened to Ravenna and for Phenix's fall from favor with Paimon. She sees Luci as a second, but primary, father, Charlie as her sister, and Damian Morningstar as her brother. Vaggie is her future sister in law, and the deadly sins are her aunts and uncles (though some she favors more than others).

3. Royal Guard AU- this is an AU where Striker is a captain of the guard in the House of Andras. Realizing just how bad Andras actually is, Striker and Phenix concoct a plan to free her and put an end to Andras' wicked hold on her. This features the pair Striker/Phenix in a romantic way.

4. Human AU- Phenix is a human royal from the small kingdom of Goetia who's of marriageable age.

5. Genderbent AU- Male Phenix whos escaped from a bad marriage and just wants to raise his two kids, Javier and Viviane, in peace.

6. Queen of Wrath AU- This is based on a fanfic that I'm writing in which Paimon and Satan, the king of wrath, struck up a deal many years ago and has led to Phenix becoming the deadly sin's wife. Unsure if I'll post the story itself but this will be updated if and when I do.

*please note that all of these are subject to be changed/updated*

Full name: Phenix Quezala Goetia

Gender: female

Age: 30+

Demon bird form: a giant five eyed quetzal (two on each side of her head plus one in the middle of her head) that appears to be made of various colored flames.

Ordinary demon form: (terrible at drawing so I'll give a physical description) 9 feet at the tallest. She's mostly red feathered, though she has gold feathers on her face, particularly around her eyes and prominently in her long tail feathers. Her chest is black feathered, with what looks like a light red/orange heart on her bust. Her eyes are mostly black with red-gold irises and odd lavender pupils. She has a third eye in the middle of her two regular eyes, but its usually shut so not visible to most unless they have supernaturally goof eyesight. The feathers on her head start short at the neck and shoulders and but spread elegantly down her back, as though theyre layered atop of each other. They're mostly red but are tipped in black with gold accents. Her style of dress varies on the day and who she interacts with. Despite her fiery colors she actually has a deep fondness for cooler ones like emerald green, blues of any kind, and anything purple. Will on special occasions wear her husband's colors of cream, black, and purple...rarely.

Powers: pyrokinesis, sound manipulation, imitation of any voice, knowledge of most if not all instruments.

Nicknames: Nix, Nixi, Rose Red (I highly warn against calling her this, unless you want your vocal cords pecked out)

Titles: Princess of the Goetia family, Grand Marquess in the House of Andras, and Queen of the Court of Ravens.

Blood Family: Shax (maternal grandfather), Viviane (maternal grandmother), Ravenna (mother), Marchosias (older maternal uncle), Malphus (younger maternal uncle), Paimon (father), Stolas (older half brother), Octavia (niece)

Married family/in laws: Andras (husband, a just no, JN for short), Caim (Andras' brother, a just maybe, JM), Larissa (Andras' mother, JN MiL), Aamon (Andras' father, a total Just Yes, JY FiL)

Important information: There's a lot of backstory to her, but I might reveal that in increments rather than just dumping it all here. So here are the top ten things you should know about Phenix:

She's King Paimon's oldest daughter, but not his oldest child. She's younger than Stolas by about eight years. He went through wives like Henry the 8th. Phenix is the result of his second marriage and her mother's name was Ravenna, who started the Court of Ravens under everyone's noses.

Phenix and Stolas are close, despite their mothers having been serious enemies. He's one of the few people in her life who call her Nixi. She's also 100 percent supportive of his divorce and is close to Octavia.

She got her grimoire at 11, much like her brother, and was given the purpose to act as a muse for musicians and poets throughout the world and across time. She was also betrothed to her husband Andras at this time.

She married Andras at age 20. They've been married for ten years but have no children...yet. Andras has tried to keep her content through the use of illusions. On the blog, she's mostly out of his fog, and he's the reason she hates the nickname Rose Red.

The Court of Ravens was created by her mother Ravenna when Paimon attempted to divorce her but failed. She meant for it to be a safe haven for anyone seeking refuge from a bad situation. Anyone can join the Court, no matter their station, any and all hellborn and sinners are permitted to join the Court.

Phenix has a key to the Court, which is disguised as a portrait ring of her mother. There's more of these rings that are commissioned in Lust and Gluttony. They all look slightly different but always have Ravenna's flying raven signature on them somewhere. Gates to the Court can be found in Gluttony or Lust, and they can only be gained access by the rings which are guarded by Beelzebub and Asmodeus respectively.

Phenix is technically Queen of the Raven Court, and has been since her mother passed. However, she didn't know about the Court until she herself had need of it.

Phenix is accepting to any and everyone. She despises the Goetia's way of thinking, and when she takes her place as Raven Queen, she denounces the Goetia in favor of "her" people, the outcasts and needy of Hell who come to her for protection and sanctuary.

She has seriously thought of killing her husband and taking his prized angelic sword, Exnoctum, as her own.

She does eventually want to have children, not only to succeed her as Raven Queen/King, but to pass on her so called radical beliefs about equality in hopes of eventually ending the stigma that comes with the caste system of hell.

And that's pretty much all you need to know about Phenix. If I come up with anything else or change her canon, I'll be sure to update the list. Now as I said there's a lot of lore surrounding this character and a lot of it involves her family, and especially her mother and connections to the other sins. However, I feel like those should be revealed in time. Until then, by all means feel free to interact! Phenix is super friendly towards most folks. Thank you so much for reading! I know it was a lot! <3

-Mun Ash

[aflyingcontradiction]

what makes a person christian if they don't believe in anything from the bible?

So it just took me like five full minutes to find the post you're referring to when I'm usually so good at tagging my ramblings, and I'm now minorly annoyed at myself for not doing that, but anyway: Here's the link to the post in question just so there's context to this for anyone who might need it.

First of all, note that I didn't say "don't believe in anything from the Bible". As far as I'm aware, the people I mentioned as examples still believed in and prayed to God and their concept of God was, at least loosely, based on Biblical teachings (as filtered through parents, teachers, church and general cultural osmosis, cause I doubt many people I've known ever actually read the Bible). At least, that very much applied to me when I still identified as a Christian, though I obviously don't know the inside of other people's minds.

But alright, let's assume this hypothetical person who is a Christian but doesn't even believe in a biblical God (and apparently this isn't hypothetical at all, there's a survey conducted in Germany in 2011 that has less than 80 % of both German-protestant (evangelisch) and Catholic (katholisch) people answering that they believe in God). So what makes that person a Christian? In my opinion? Any combination of: having been baptised as a baby, getting their confirmation/communion as a child/teenager, going to church on Easter and/or Christmas, and sometimes just because, getting married in church, participating in other Christian festivities not listed here, not actively leaving the church. And, most importantly and centrally, calling themselves a Christian. Cultural Christianity. It's a thing. (And not just in the way that I've seen it used on here, to tell people who don't identify as Christian that they still have Christian assumptions). Basically: If Christianity shapes the way someone lives their life, even if it's "just" in a cultural sense, and they're like "yup, this is fine, I'm Christian", then ... yeah, I'll count them as Christian when it comes to discussing what Christians are like. (And I would hazard a guess that this is actually a pretty common idea in Germany and central Europe in general, though it seems somewhat less common in the US. Don't have the data to back any of that up, of course.)

[artificalmouse]

This is about a character I'm hoping to write a book about :)

Age 10

The other kids didn’t like him very much. His power was too weak to play most games, and the few they played without powers he had too much of an advantage. That was fine, he’d rather climb up the playground equipment instead. Maybe if he found a good enough hiding spot the teachers would forget all about him, his parents still didn’t know about his nightly habits. Or if they did they care didn’t enough to mention it. He didn’t know which he’d prefer.

They didn’t like him much in class either, his powers gave him the answers or something. They didn’t know anything about NorthStar and they’re outrageous claims only proved it more with each day passing.

The teachers liked him, he was a good kid they said. He was smart and would go places, just not to hero society apparently.

“Does anyone know where my water bottle is?” One of the annoying girls with bows in her hair asked as everyone packed up for gym. Rune assumed in her cubby, because that’s where everyone had to put their water bottles for reading hour. How she didn’t think to look there was dumb of her.

The class seem to wait for Rune to say something, which yeah he could, but they didn’t let him play tag so he didn’t really care about some girl’s water bottle. Mrs. Sam grabbed it from her cubby and handed it to her before the waiting got worse.

“Is everyone ready for gym?” The fifth grade class nodded and stood in what could be a single file line if you squinted.

Rune didn’t know why he had to be in the gymnasium, after stretching all he did was sit on the bleachers. He wasn’t allowed to play any team sports, the gym teacher had said it was unfair if he always knew where the soccer ball was. He thought that was the point of soccer, but his gym teacher said that the point was teamwork. Rune had decided playing soccer was dumb anyway. Dodgeball was somehow even worse for him to participate in, “it isn’t very fun for everyone else if you always know where to throw it.” Rune didn’t even like arguing that point, his gym teacher clearly just didn’t want him to play, so he decided dodgeball was dumb too.

Soon enough every single game or sport the class played had become Rune proof, so Rune decided the whole idea of gym class was dumb.

Capture the flag actually made some sense to leave Rune out of. Not knowing where the flags were was a big part of the game, therefore it would’ve been an unfair advantage. Still it just meant another Rune wouldn’t be allowed to play, so capture the flag was dumb too.

For once though there was another kid sitting out. Sometimes kids had injuries or were sick so they couldn’t participate but this kid looked perfectly fine. Could it be? Was the new kid, or visitor kid whatever, a NorthStar?

“You a NorthStar too?” Rune said scooting closer to the boy, he’d be able to show him all his favorite spots when he wanted to avoid the “real” mages. He felt something suspiciously close to hope bubbling up inside of him.

“No, I’m a void.” He said blankly, he turned his entire body to face Rune and made direct eye contact. It was uncomfortable.

“Oh, that must suck.” Rune didn’t know much about voids but it was apparently super powerful and hard to control. Rune couldn’t imagine fighting to control his powers they were just there.

The boy looked at him like he’d just eaten a lemon, “my power is the most powerful out there, it’s a gift.”

“But like you can’t control it or something I can’t remember what they told me. It’s like alive or something.”

“I can control it.” He said quickly, “or I’ll be able too soon.” He said smaller, “it will take time.”

“So like I said that sucks, I can just use mine.”

“There isn’t much to use.” He said, but it didn’t sound like he was trying to be insulting, it was just a fact. Still the words stung regardless of how he’d meant it.

“Yeah I’m sure you would think that.” Rune said turning his back to him with his arms crossed, to think he was gonna show this boy his hiding spots. Humpf.

“I do apologize if I’ve hurt you, it wasn’t my intention. I just don’t understand how NorthStar magic works, to my understanding all you can do is know where things are, and even then precision and the distance in which you can locate things takes work and training. Correct me if I’m wrong.”

“You’re not wrong.” Rune muttered, “but I’m still going to be someone someday, weak power or not.”

“If you put you’re mind to it I’m sure, NorthStars are hired by hero society constantly.”

“No! I’m gonna be a hero.” Rune said facing the boy again and throwing his hands up in the air. This kid talked funny it reminded him of how his dad talked to business workers over the phone.

The boy thought over what Rune had said, “I’ve never heard of a NorthStar hero before, I don’t understand how you’d defend yourself, but me and my friends are going to be heroes too. You can sit with us at lunch if you’d like. Flynn is nice, but Jose is a bit of a butthead.”

[serandipity]

Rules;;

Rules

Hiya, I'm Sera or Serenade. First things first, this is a blog is mostly a blog dedicated to role-playing muses from the Legend of Zelda series!

General stuff

- Standard rules apply. No godmodding, power playing, whatever, etc. Yah know the deal

-I am 30+. This is an 18+ only blog. No minors. At all. I will block minors on sight.

-If you wish to unfollow me for any reason and cease interacting: please hard block me. I am decrepit, decaying, and have memory issues. I may think it was a mistake on tumblrs end and refollow which is uncomfy for everyone involved.

-Live and let live. If I do not want to interact with you, I will hard block you. I'm old and have found that I enjoy curating my online experience to be comfortable with me.

-I'm pretty friendly otherwise.

-This blog may contain darker themes but I always pretty liberally tag common triggers. If you need something specific tagged you are more than free to ask.

-I do not need anything tagged. It's on me to curate my own online space.

-I do not participate in call outs. If you believe I'm following someone genuinely harmful who has done awful stuff then you are free to message me about it privately.

-I tend to pre-emptively block people for my own peace of mind. You are always more than free to ask about the block if you're curious. Most blocks fall into one of two categories: 1.) People I've had bad run ins with in the past or 2.) Fandom Discourse. The second sounds silly, but I had a tendency to argue a lot back in the day and I still some times get really upset by some of the narratives perpetuated in fandom so I block pre-emptively to keep my peace of mind now. Live and let live etc.

Interactions:

-I am OC friendly provided you adhere to my rules. I've unfortunately had some really unfortunate circumstances of OC's trying to get into a power dick measuring contest with me. While in some instances that can be fun communication is key, and I would prefer something like that be plotted out.

-I am fine with characters having negative relationships with my character.

-I am multi-ship meaning I will ship with different versions of characters if it's been discussed before hand.

-Cool with crossovers too. I'm a big Rune Factory, Final Fantasy and Fire Emblem fan! But I don't have to know the source material to interact. I'm always willing to learn. :D

-I am fine with 18+ content, however I am picky about who I write it with. This isn't on anything or anyone, I'm just a little shy in this regard. While I respect and appreciate people who write smut for smuts sake, I prefer to write smut with my ship partners who I know well and get along with. I'm fine with raunchy humor from non-ship partners though. Any nsfw content will be tagged with spicy cw and put under a read more.

-Discord isn't real and I don't have one. This should cover the basics. Thanks for reading o7. This is a lot of words to say be cool. Be chill. Live and left live.

-While the blog canon is that Sheik is Zelda's brother in some verses (OoT, Skyward Sword), unless otherwise discussed I will default to calling Sheik a servant or a friend of the Princess.

[for-a-future-that-never-came]

RULES

These will make things so much easier for everyone involved. Please read these, and understand that any steps outside of the boundaries made in these rules are grounds for being blocked. With no warning, no explanation, and no remorse.

1. There will be no shipping if there is no build-up to it. While I have preferred ships ahead of time for them, I will ship almost anything with chemistry.

OCs and crossover characters are welcome to try and ship but do not just jump in expecting a ship. Desired characters to ship with will be listed on their shipping calls, but I will never, ever force a ship. That being said, I love shipping and will most likely be into it! Just let them have some time.

I do not have exclusive ships and I will ship with multiples of each character.

2. HEAVY warnings for: Gore, blood, canon-typical violence, monsters, religious themes, trauma, PTSD, regressive coping mechanisms, mental/physical/sexual abuse, mentioned CSA, unhealthy relationships, witchcraft, supernatural horror, body horror, death, cruelty, sociopathy, animal cruelty, animal death, fantasy body horror, mentally ill muses, mental health, dimension travel.

Know that I will not limit myself or my muses in any way if not asked by a specific partner. I will not write sexual abuse on this blog, though it can/will be talked about if it happens. Everything is tagged with cw -tag-. If you need something tagged I will tag it happily, just let me know. 

I may forget catch-all tags because I have a memory disorder that makes remembering hard. Please be patient with me and let me know if I forgot to tag something!

ANY HATE that I get is going to be deleted. I am not going to tolerate it on this blog. If you dislike what I write, simply go elsewhere. I will block people that overstep my boundaries, I’d like for you to do the same.

My NS/FW tag is (NSFShinra)

For anything else: Please tell me and I will tag whatever you need me to! Just a reminder that I’m not a monster, and I will happily tag whatever is needed. Also, you are always free to ask about what things I tag! I will happily get you a list!

3. If you have an OC, I need to know about them. I would prefer an image and written bio, but at least tell me about them and their relation to my character. Unless you have a good backstory and discuss it with me, no family of them that aren’t canon, please.

4. ABSOLUTELY NO EYE TRAUMA OR DEFECATION. At. All.

5. I have decided to write smut on this blog provided my partner is okay with it. I only talk/plot over DM, I do not rp there. If you cannot do Discord we will figure something else out. I do participate in Sexual Sunday and Hump Day, so Sundays and Wednesdays my memes will be of the horny variety all day.

6. If you have read these rules please say ‘It's fine, darlin', you're still divine!’

7. Please understand that my muses are heavily canon-divergent.

8. PLEASE no minors. If I follow you and you are a minor, please let me know. I do not have anything against you, but I am not comfortable rping with underage kids as I am over 30.

9. I operate under “reblog karma” rules. If I reblog a meme from you, I will also send at least one ask from said meme to you. I ask that you do the same for me. If you reblog from me constantly and never interact, it is an instant block.

10. Due to an influx in personal blogs following and not knowing rp blog etiquette: I do not mind if personals follow me. I do not mind if you like my threads. But do not reblog my rps, and do not like my starter calls. I understand that you like the gifs and that is fine, but do not interact with my starter calls. It messes up my bookkeeping system.

11. I have the right and ability to block anyone for any reason. Do not come to me about it. Do not block evade. Do not send your friends after me. I only hardblock, I never softblock.

12. Do not bring drama to my doorstep. I don’t care. I don’t want to be involved. I’m not going to be involved in any kind of call-outs, or any slandering of anyone. I do not condone bullying or harassment. If this applies to you and you do these things, do not interact. Only I decide who I will and won’t interact with.

I have never experienced a callout post that had any factual evidence to it. If I am interacting with an actual predator of some sort and you have actual proof DM me about it. This goes double for minors lying about their age. These are the ONLY exceptions to this rule.

13. I am semi-selective and mutuals only. Due to some recent-ish events, I have decided to become mutuals only. This is because people keep following me and breaking their own DNI. Semi-selective here means that I will write with almost anyone, but I don’t accept one-liners unless it’s a crack thread.

[whatisgoingoninmyhead]

I feel so bad sometimes for not wanting to take part in sexual situations. I'm perfectly fine with not wanting sex, but when there's sexual jokes in the group and they want me to participate and I can't bring myself to, that's when I feel guilty.

[onlyseokmins]

✨ ᴏɴʟʏꜱᴇᴏᴋᴍɪɴꜱ ᴏɴᴇ ʏᴇᴀʀ ᴄᴇʟᴇʙʀᴀᴛɪᴏɴ 🥂

❥ I'm super excited to announce my one year celebration with this blog and combine it with a milestone event! The main goal is to celebrate the writers and fics in the kpop community, so I hope you'll join me in doing so. A gentle reminder that if anyone is interested in doing something like this, please send me a message! I spent a decent amount of time organizing this so it would be appreciated, thank you. And without a further ado - from June 5th to June 19th, you can submit a fic via this form, tell me what you liked about it, and as an optional bonus: receive a headcanon of your choosing written by me! ❤

❥ Please makes sure to thoroughly read the following rules below because a keyword is needed for EVERY proper submission. Don't hesitate to send me a message/ask for clarification, concerns, or anything else! ♡

𝓗𝓸𝔀 𝓭𝓸 𝓘 𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓲𝓬𝓲𝓹𝓪𝓽𝓮?

⌦ The idea is that you provide a link to a fic, tell me what you liked about it, and I will send it over as an ask to the writer!

⌦ All feedback sent to the writer will be anonymous unless you choose to add your URL to your written feedback. It will not be linked to you even if you choose to be tagged in your headcanon post. So, please feel free to be an avid secret (or not) admirer!

𝓦𝓱𝓪𝓽'𝓼 𝓲𝓷 𝓲𝓽 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓶𝓮?

⌦ You get to brighten a writer's day, let them know you love their fics, and help them feel like their hard work, time, and dedication is worth it! Whether you want to revisit some of your favorite fics/writers and gush over them or have simply been too shy to send any feedback before - I'm happy to provide a fun avenue to celebrate the writers in the community!

⌦ Though it's only optional, you may also submit a headcanon request for me to write. Further details laid out below.

𝓘𝓼 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓪 𝓼𝓾𝓫𝓶𝓲𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓸𝓷 𝓵𝓲𝓶𝓲𝓽?

⌦ You can submit your responses to the form as many times as you want during the event period (June 5th - June 19th). This includes headcanon requests but you must submit a fic link and feedback for each request you send in.

⌦ Please do not abuse the system. Duplicate links/feedback for multiple requests will be deleted! There are a multitude of fics and writers to choose from, so go out and find some great fics! ❤

⌦ There is never a limit to sending writers love. Even after this event ends, consider still doing it on your own! If this is a success, I may also bring it back next year ♡

𝓦𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓯𝓮𝓮𝓭𝓫𝓪𝓬𝓴 𝓼𝓾𝓫𝓶𝓲𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓸𝓷 𝓻𝓾𝓵𝓮𝓼?

⌦ Though it seems like a lot, it should be laid out in the form clearly and simply. These just serve as clarification/elaboration.

The writer MUST be aged 18+ or older. No exceptions. I will NOT be interacting with any known minors. Thank you.

Likewise, absolutely no minors are allowed to participate. Trusting y'all on this!

Please note if the writer is comfortable with NSFW content. This is just a head's up for me but not mandatory so it's fine if you don't know. I will handle it accordingly via interaction with my SFW writing blog.

All written content within the kpop community is fair game as are any adult writers. However, please note I reserve the right to make my own judgment whether I feel comfortable before engaging with any fics or blogs!

Do not weaponize or put down derogatory remarks. I also reserve the right to decide if the feedback you provide is respectful before sending it.

𝓦𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓬𝓪𝓷𝓸𝓷 𝓻𝓮𝓺𝓾𝓮𝓼𝓽 𝓻𝓾𝓵𝓮𝓼?

Feel free to take a look at my guidelines on what I won't write. Any questions, don't hesitate to send me an ask!

NSFW and SFW headcanons are welcome though any SFW requests will be posted at a later date and can all be found @userseokmins

Similar to the game I did when I first opened this blog, these will be kept short so I can focus on my multitude of WIPs. Completed posts will be no less than ~5 sentences but no more than 1k words.

Posting will be at will without a time frame to avoid me feeling pressured. Please search elsewhere for a writer accepting requests if you want a more reliable timely manner. I'm still working on other requests and WIPs simultaneously!

I reserve the right to not post anything I don't want to. [the keyword, all lowercase, is deekay btw!!]

𝓦𝓱𝔂 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓭𝓸𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓼?

⌦ I've been thinking about this kind of event for a long time. I'm very excited to kick it off. Nothing gives me more joy than giving and sharing some to others!

⌦ I've also been looking to catch up on reading more fics, so please don't feel ashamed to promote yourself!

onlyseokmins: June 2023 ©

[writemanjiro]

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐍𝐔𝐑𝐒𝐄

| 560 words | fluff | tw: mentions of blood and wounds | tokyo revengers | manjiro 'mikey' sano x fem!reader |

: ̗̀➛ prompt: write a scene with your characters that takes place in a hospital

: ̗̀➛ note: the prompt for this week is hospital! Very vague, I know, but there's a lot that we can do with this. Maybe one of your characters are sick or injured, waiting to find out if they're pregnant or not, giving birth to their first child, visiting a character or family member that is about to pass away, or maybe they just work at a hospital. I went with the latter in this post. And yes, I went a few words over the 500 word limit, but its fine. I tried to reduce it, but for some reason it only got longer so I just gave up NFEKAF. Please remember that you can participate in writing for these weekly prompts that I write for by either commenting under this post, tagging me in your own story for the prompt, sending your story to me through my asks, or writing your story through a reblog! I'd love to see what you guys come up with! All fandoms are welcome to participate, whether you follow me or not! I hope you enjoy :D.

You were heading back to the emergency room from your lunch break when you noticed a change in the air. It was unusually quiet in the ER despite the large number of patients that were weirdly all sitting in one half of the waiting room. Your eyes wandered to the other half, stopping on the familiar form of your husband, Mikey. 

The notorious Mikey; everyone knew who he was as he was feared by many. They were also aware of your relationship with the dangerous man, hence why they usually never bothered you at work. You had full freedom to be a nurse that helped as many patients as possible without anyone holding you back–you really had no complaints. 

“Mikey!” You happily acknowledge your husband whose dark face softens at the sound of your voice. Your smile quickly falls though as you take in the state he’s in. He’s covered in blood with cuts on his knuckles and face.

“Come,” you order him to follow you and he obeys. You’re the only one who can get Mikey to obey your every command. Anyone else would be silly to think that they could get away with ordering the Commander around like that. 

“What on earth happened?” You ask in concern as soon as you’re in one of the empty examination rooms.

“Hm? Oh this? It’s not my blood, don't worry. I just have a few scrapes. If my beautiful wife could just clean them up for me…” His usual dark eyes lighten as they address you as a warm smile graces his features–a sight only you had the privilege of beholding.

Of course you’re relieved to know that the blood wasn’t his, but you can’t help but worry and wonder what caused such an altercation to occur. You knew Mikey wouldn’t hurt anyone without justification, but the whole gang thing was something you still weren’t completely used to even though you were married to the man who was Commander of said gang. He never got you involved, meaning all your questions were usually thrown under the rug. The closest you got to his gang was meeting his members who all swore to keep you safe–Mikey’s orders.

“Well…I’m glad you’re okay,” you mumble, getting to work as you gently clean up his wounds.

Your husband's smile fades a bit and raises his now bandaged hand to caress your face, “I know you wanna know what happened babe, but the more I tell you, the more danger that puts you in. I just…really needed to see you tonight after everything. I promise I’m okay. When I can truly ensure your safety, I swear I’ll let you in on everything. Okay?”

Of course he could read right through you. Despite the danger that came with being with Mikey, whose warmth you leaned into instinctively, you couldn’t care what befell you. You were so hopelessly in love with your husband that you had full trust that everything would be okay. You’d keep him safe with whatever power and abilities you had as a nurse just like he kept you safe everyday.

“Alright, I’m just glad you’re okay,” you press a kiss to his swollen lips, making him smile as he leans further into you, deepening the kiss.

No one would be stupid enough to bother you both as you continue to kiss every bandaged cut on Mikey’s face.

posted: 9/13/22

[arihi]

I’m torn about Charmed. On one hand, I’ve been curious forever. On another hand, I don’t want personal information in the hands of organizers because, even with the best intentions, accidents happen. On a disembodied 3rd hand - a very big hand - I’m deeply uncomfortable about being in such a charged space with people who do things I consider not remotely ok. For example, if I see, hear or smell the word “bimbo” I will be in a table-flipping mood, not a fun-having one.

Hi Anon,

I received both of your asks, though I’ll respond to them both in this one. Privacy and security concerns are certainly important, and it is a fair consideration to weigh. I’d probably suggest that Charmed will not sate your curiosity in a satisfying way. On your disembodied third hand, you paint sweeping generalizations about people who participate in example kinks separate from yours.

Since you seem to have read my blog, I wonder if you stumbled upon the post I recently reblogged with the tag that using your discomfort as a gauge of morality is an ignorant way to go about things. Your feelings are not a basis of morality just because you feel that you are a moral person. You have a right to feel uncomfortable, but you don’t have the right to burden other people in a shared space with your own prejudices.

The reality is if I were to run a “cringe-free” con (whatever that looks like), that appealed specifically to my tastes and my tastes only, it’d have a small audience of one. Everyone’s going to have different kinks and things they’re into, and different ways they go about it. It’s not an issue of morals – frankly, I’d hope you’d see the irony in trying to bring that up while Charmed is also still very much a sex/kink/fetish conference, and we know how the general population sees hypnosis. Credit card companies won’t even work with anything that uses the word ‘hypnosis’. In a community full of non-standard beliefs and preferences and lifestyles, who are you or I to decide what is TOO ‘nauseating’?

I know that a ‘not all kinks are my kink and that’s okay!’ hands-on-hips stance isn’t necessarily going to sway you, and I won’t pretend it will. Ultimately, people are going to have different kinks they participate in, that you do not personally need to be involved in. I’m not going to say that I myself understand every kink – I’m actually a bit more reserved on that front myself, and I’ve physically removed myself from areas when applicable. That’s because my discomfort is my own responsibility, especially when it comes to a, once again, *sex* con. You’re bound to see all sorts of things.

Cons aren’t for everyone, so you’re probably right – but that’s fine. Not every space is going to be best for every person. As Charmed is a kink positive con, there are inevitably going to be people with all sorts of kinks there. If that’s an uncomfortable notion for you to the degree you’ve indicated, it probably won’t be a fun experience for you or other attendees.

You were quite a bit harsher in your second ask, which I can’t imagine holding that kind of distaste for people you’ve never met. It feels like a wearisome and prickly way to go about things. Again, I won’t say I necessarily understand all the kinks out there – but I know that people have them, the same way I have one for hypnosis. And I’d want someone to extend the courtesy of not being disgusted by me without even knowing me, if not ideally a neutral, non-judgmental indifference. The likelihood any of this rambling post has swayed you is low, but it is an ever reminder to anyone in a kink community that we are more similar to one another in our lack of adherence to ‘normal’ societally acceptable tastes, and that infighting over arbitrary kink lines is at best, a waste of time.

[thatonebabybat]

Okay. Long rant ahead, but... I'm bothered by those ppl who use "SaYiNG GoTH IS A MUsIc SuBCULtUrE IS ABLEISt BC DEaF PeOpLE CaN'T LIStEN TO It--" as a reason for why they think they can call it an aesthetic or a fashion style. Like.

1. Blind people can't see aesthetics so what are you getting at here exactly?? Is liking aesthetics bad because some people can't see them? Your own logic is working against you here tbh..

2. The people saying this generally aren't deaf and therefore probably shouldn't be speaking for the deaf community. (I don't intend to either, so if you're deaf and reading this and there's something you'd like for me to correct or work on, please feel free.)

3. I'm sure most goths would be chill w a deaf person hanging out w them as long as they understand the history and are participating in the community in some meaningful way. Like, they might not be able to hear the music, but they may still be able to read/appreciate the written lyrics, or maybe they can't hear the music but they still enjoy clubbing and like participating in goth nights… And there are still deaf music artists so that's always an option too- Plus, some deaf people can still like music on occasion bc hearing aids have gotten really advanced, so to lump them all together as being completely unable to enjoy it at all is strange… There's a lot of ways a deaf person could still be able to chill in a music subculture. I don't think anyone is intentionally excluding deaf people from the scene. I would like to think most people would be understanding in that specific scenario.

..Doesn't explain why an able-bodied person with access to as much music as they could ever possibly want through the internet gets to totally ignore it though. I think it says a lot that these people are aware of their privilege to be able to listen to music and participate in the community in that way, but instead decide to use disabled people as a shield for why they shouldn't have to put in even a tiny bit of effort before claiming a 40+ year old subculture for themselves. They don't actually care about making goth more accessible, if they did they'd be subtitling music videos, or posting the lyrics and translations of goth songs to lyric sites, or making more efforts to make goth events more comfortable for disabled people… But no. It's just about them.

4. Even if someone decided being goth wasn't for them because they were deaf and couldn't hear the music, no one is saying you're a lesser person or "bad" somehow for not being a goth. Like. Deaf people can be goth. But becoming a goth isn't a requirement. If it's not your thing it's not your thing, but it does mean a lot to the people who have been in the subculture for a long time. If you like the fashion and not the music, just use another word for it (alt/darkalt is a personal favorite of mine, but there's other tags you can use too) and call it a day, no one's judging you for that. It's not like people who don't like goth music can't express themselves with fashion or moodboards, I'm fine with that. I like doing that myself. Just don't call it goth if it doesn't have anything to do with goth music. Don't flood a music tag with completely unrelated content. It's rlly not that hard. Idk why people get so hung up on NEEDING to use this one word for things that have nothing to do with that word. It's absurd the lengths people will go just to take over someone else's label when it's totally unnecessary.

I'd love to hear thoughts from the actual disabled community on the topic though. What do you think goths could do to make the space more accessible? How do you feel about these kinds of arguments?? I'd like to get to know more about the subject.