#i love this dr I need to actually write my script

[eddieisashifter]

a fellow magnus chase shifter!! :0 helloooo.

would it be okay if you maybe possibly if you wanted to only, introduced the dr. 🥹 i need some inspo :)

yee!! of course! I'm still working on it, but here's what I've got so far!

In my Magnus Chase dr, I'm a child of Loki like Sam and Alex. I think I'm leaning towards the idea that I knew I was a demigod when I was alive, my dad would have told me (not Loki, the bastard himself, my mortal dad lmao)

I'm trying to come up with a specific death scenario, I'm sort of flipping between a few (though, Sam is definitely my Valkyrie). But, nonetheless, I end up on Floor 19 with the gang. I imagine that I get to Valhalla a few years before Magnus does, that way I really understand the world at the time that I shift there.

Alex and I become besties, obviously, but I'm also pretty close with Mallory (which is always a good time because I'm Scottish so our cultures have a lot in common).

My magic is also a bit different than Sam or Alex's. Opposed to shapeshifting being my main ability, though I can make minor adjustments to my appearance, my main magic is... illusions! (imagine Loki's magic in the MCU)

In terms of plot, It's mainly the same as the books. The only change being that I take Magnus' place in the final battle of Ship of the Dead and defeat Loki myself (karma's a bitch, sucka) because I continue to make myself the main character in my DRs because why the fuck not

[xstrawberryshiftsx]

My waiting room <3

@norumis @coquettebratzdoll

THEME: cottage-core

THINGS I'VE SCRIPTED:

A fridge full of my favorite food

Big comfy bed

A laptop: I can script that I have access to every movie and show ever and watch it there.

Phone: Script that I have good wifi, (for fame dr shifters, script that you can watch edits of yourself)

A mirror where I can change my appearance (like diff colors of hair, eyes, etc)

A book with the answers to my questions, any questions.

A book with the opinions people have on ME (personally id love to see that)

an appearance room where I can see what I look like in each dr

A photo album full of my dr friends

My golden retriever Misty, my black cat Willow and My caramel cat Sage

I have a movie room where I can watch interviews/Movies/Memories of myself in my dr's

any book I could possibly want/this is where I write (ideas come straight away)/books I’ve created in my dr

any game i could possibly want with all the mods I need

the locals from the town near my cottage/farm rarely see me and think of me a bit like a crypid/urban legend (i do pop in time to time)

I’m always a subject of gossip and mystery

known as the strange-little-farm girl

no one actually knows my name

IM A MARY SUE IN MY WR DONT JUDGE ME

also please feel free to use any of these ideas and feel free to replog an add some extras <3

[mypoisonedvine]

Drabble Idea: Judge Crane decides to give his obsession a third option. Death, exile, or…….

You know he would use his position in order to get his crush all to himself while Gotham burns.

YES OMG SOME LOVE FOR JUDGE CRANE he's so underrated and I actually lost it when I saw the movies in theaters and he popped up <3 like omg look it's my husband

warnings: coercion, ownership, threats of noncon, yandere vibes

"You can't be serious," you mumbled, but you knew he was-- Dr. Crane wasn't an especially humorous guy, that whole death by exile bit from earlier notwithstanding.

He still smiled at you, though; "It's your choice."

"Well, it's not much of a choice, is it?" you scoffed.

"It's a better choice than anybody else got," Jonathan shrugged, "if you do choose exile, I'm sure these guys would love to give you a nice send-off-- right, boys?"

You didn't even have the heart to look back at the thugs who had dragged you in here, but you heard them chuckling and mumbling amongst themselves. Crane had made his message clear, and you let out a sigh of defeat. "Fine," you said.

"Fine?" he repeated. "What's that mean, you'll just die?"

"No, I--"

"You know, you said once you'd rather die than marry me, do you remember that?" He laughed. But that was years ago, when your father tried to set you up with him because he was a respected doctor and you were a nice young socialite-- it was more about rebellion than anything else then, but learning about his insanity and criminal activities wasn't exactly changing your mind.

"I was wrong," you admitted, "alright? I'm sorry."

He smiled again, a little more sinister than the last time. "Then you can wait for me with the others... sweetheart."

~

The huddled mass of the 'arrested' dwindled through the day, executives and politicians dragged up the stairs to meet their fate as determined by Crane; soon it was only half or less left behind, with you simply counting the minutes until you'd be taken-- you couldn't imagine what life would be like with Jonathan, and for now, you tried not to.

He came for you at the end of the day, standing above you and smiling down as you stayed sitting on the ground, leaning against a pillar and waiting for whatever he asked you to do. "I'm not sure what I'm supposed to say," he admitted as he stared at you. "Hi honey, I'm home or something?"

"You don't actually sleep here, do you?" you frowned.

"No, no-- I believe in work-life balance," he shook his head; then reached his hand out to help you up. "Come on, let's go home."

Though you hesitated, you took his hand and let him help you to your feet with a wince.

"Are you alright?" he asked, seeing the pain on your face.

"They kinda roughed me up," you admitted quietly, though your breath caught when Jonathan pulled you closer.

"Poor thing," he mumbled, petting your cheek briefly, holding your waist a little tighter. "And having to sit on this hard floor all day-- you must be sore, hm?"

You nodded slightly, though you felt strange talking to him like this-- like it was a normal conversation, and not something you had to do to keep yourself safe. If being with him could really be considered 'safe'...

"I can write you a script if you're in too much pain," he offered, "but I think you just need some rest: somewhere warm, a nice big bed..."

He leaned in closer as he trailed off, taking a deep breath beside your head as he rubbed your back. Though he must have noticed the way you tensed up and nearly pulled away, it didn't deter him.

"I'll be good to you," he promised, "if you just behave. You don't need to be so afraid of me."

But you could hear the excitement in his voice; he liked that you were afraid of him. Finally, he had the power over you that you'd denied him all those years ago. No matter how sweet he promised to be, one way or another, he was going to make you pay for that.

[tarasmithshifts]

𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐃𝐑 𝐔𝐏𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐄: 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐅𝐓

𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐈𝐍 𝐃𝐑. Almost 20 years! But time for me as a vampire is diffrent (i will explain that later lmao) 𝐀𝐆𝐄: as a vampire literally from 0-20 lmao 𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐒: still single butttt we are close to something lmao

「 ✦ 𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓻𝓽 𝓷𝓸𝓽𝓮𝓼 ✦ 」

hello? how are we feeling? I AM SO BACK? i'm super happy tell what happened, but everything will go super fast until cullens and I will move to forks

sooo let's get starteeeeeeeed

「 ✦ before forks ✦ 」

𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓮𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓮 - 𝓫𝓮𝓯𝓸𝓻𝓮 𝓯𝓸𝓻𝓴𝓼

1989 - i become a vampire

89-97 i learn how to live as one of the cullens

97-03 me and cullens live in mountains

2003 - we move to forks

1 9 8 9 - 2 0 0 3

so there is not much to write about, it was basically me learning and living in the mountains with the cullens. That’s when i decided to stay with the cullens as part of a family 🫶 we got to know each other etc. 😋

F O R K S

in 2003 we (finally) moved to forks! AND BEFORE WE MOVE ON:

I TOTALLY RECOMMEND SHIFTING TO TWILIGHT. THE VIBE IS E V E R Y T H I N G AND I WILL NOT DESCRIBE EVERYTHING HERE BC I JUST WANT YOU TO SHIFT THERE AND SEE YOURSELF LMAOOO

the cullens are sooooooooooo sweet and nice i'm literally DYING to see them again when i shift back there!

alice is the sweetest & nicest person on earth. i love her <3

SO

when we moved in, of course me and edward, alice, jasper ,emmet and rosalie needs to go to school, and that's when it all starts!

— ୨୧₊˚ school

it's actually pretty good there - i kept myself with the cullens, we spent whooooole days with each other and it's honestly pretty funny watching everybody from this perspective. (bella moved to forks in 2005, and i will probably skip a lot of things that are not important lmaooo). in school i "met" some of bella's future friends, and i meaaaaaaaaaan they were not giving any good vibe y'know? I JUST DON'T LIKE THEM OKAYYY

alice and edward are literally the best people on earth. THEY HELPED ME SOOO MUCH. gosh. and carlisle and esme???? the cutest oh my goooood.

actually school is pretty fun. i love going to schools in my drs (like hogwarts etc.) it's pretty fun experience!

— ୨୧₊˚ before 2005

pretty much nothing happened before 2005

HAHAHAHAHAHA SIKEEEE

ladies and gentleman, please welcome raphael pelli. bro is MAJESTIC.

basically his father is from Italy and his mother is from US, they decided to stay in USA, they lived in New York, but decided to move to forks where his mom was growing up. AND THAT'S HOW WE MET Y'ALLLLLLLLL.

and when i tell you he just freaking appeared there. literally from nowhere (i did not script how we will met, just a little bit from his backstory, just wanted to play with it and see what will happen!!!)

so one day in 2004, around may i just walked to school, as usual with edward (we were literally spending much more time with each other by then, yk, because alice was with jasper, emmet was with rosalie, we didn't want to interrupt lmao) and we saw some boys gathering around someone, when we walked pass them, i saw freaking raphael pelli. like for a milisecond. BUT WHEN I TELLL YOUUUUUU

timothee was the greatest choice for face claim i ever made LMAO

that was the first time i saw him, later i did not see him much, sometimes our eyes crossed during lunch, but that's all. BUT

yup, there is a BUT

BUT

during one of history classes he rushed in late, apologised and after few seconds of thinking he sat next to me. DUDE

and also i forgot to tell you about on thing. ABOUT SMELL. you know, it's known that vampires smell blood and shit, but i decided to do something a little bit diffrent - scripted that i do not smell just "blood" in general. for example = bella smelled like vanilla mixed with a little bit of honey. you know what i mean? i think it's better than just "a smell of blood". so,

i scripted that raphael smelled like fresh flowers on a glade. and i just sat there, in history class, thinking about that goddamn flowers. AND AFTER THE LESSON ENDED HE TURNED TO ME.

i was like "oh shit" and he went "i'm raphael" and i was still like "oh shit" so i just said "tara." BUT WHEN I TELL YOU that when i shifted i started using vivienne instead of tara. idk why, but it is soooo pretty. so i just added "but i prefer vivienne" AND GOSH

he just asked some questions like "you are living with the cullens?" (yes) "so you are also cullen?" (yes indeed) "people are talking" (people are always talking) "would you like to do the history presentation with me?" (the history teacher always gave us presentations to do in pairs, but i have always done them alone) (i always do them alone) "oh sorry" and i was like shiiiiiiiiiiiiit i fucked up, so i tried in other way (people will think you are a freak) "'why?" (no one talks to the freaky cullens. we are weird) "oh." and we just stared at each other in silence it was sooooo awkward for a second, but THEN HE SAID "i don't think you are a freak"

GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSH SHFKWEHFIUHWRUFIRIUGHUG

BRO. DO NOT TALK TO ME RN. IT'S THE FIRST THING I WROTE HERE WHEN I WOKE UP FROM THIS SHIFT. IM THINKING ABOUT THIS 24/7 how should i move on.

so we talked on our way out to the parking lot (as it was the last class of that day) you know, just some silly stuff, i asked him where is he from, why his famly moved here, how he finds himself here, he asked about my life before the cullens and I moved to forks, so obv i lied that we lived in canada, but we decided to move here as carlisle received a job offer. when we were outside and i saw edward waiting for me i just said bye and left it was soooooo awkward he just said "see ya" and went to his car IM SOOO MAD AT MYSELF THAT I DID NOT TALK TO HIM MORE THEN GOSH I WASTED THE POTENCIAL

so when i got back to car and edward was just standing there and was like "what was that" and i went "what?" and he went "y'know what" and i was like "oh that. he started talking to me in class, so i didn't want to be mean and continued" and he went "sure" BRO. EDWARD. STOP IT.

i can confirm that edward was first shipper here LMAOOOO

spoiler: i did the presentation with raphael. and we actually became friends? i mean we talked a lot during our classes, sometimes after, it was greattttttt AND HE SAID HE LIKES ME? and i was like bro HOOOOOLD UP. hold onnnnnnn. he sometimes even WAITED FOR ME after some classes to go with me to the parking lot etc. GOSH

in the next school year i decided to talk to him moreeee i mean i waited for that moment for so long LIKE LET US BE TOGETHER ALREADY GOD LMAO

once i sat with him and him only during lunch break, of course after that i think rosalie told carlisle about this and carlisle maybe he wasn't mad, no, he was just overprotective and was telling me "you know it will not work like that" "be careful you are still very young" and iiiiiiiiiiiii knooooooooooooow.

but i didn't stop talking to raphael hell no LMAO

— ୨୧₊˚ 2005

in january bella moves to forks, and one day when i'm waiting for edward on a parking lot after lessons and he comes back, i caan see something in him yk??? like something changed??? so i asked him "what happened?" he didn't respond and just opened the car door. "you know i can go inside your mind without you knowing right?" i laughed, AND HE LOOKED AT ME LIKE I WAS CRAZY OR SOMETHING LMAO

so he just told me about bella, and that she is diffrent than others.

after that in the evening i decided to shift back <3

it was super fun i will probably do some other posts about the cullens, AN ABOUT SOME MORE SITUATIONS ABOUT RAPHAEL!!!!!!! AND ABOUT THE MURDER BEFORE BELLA MOVED TO FORKS!!!!!!!!!! i wanted to give you this as fast as possible so so that's why there is not much in here! but bare with me lmao!!!!

[commsroom]

OK I need you to point me to the nearest entry point into this fandom. I don’t know what this is, but you popped up on my dash.. and I need to know what this is. Please lead the way.

oh!! that's exciting. yes. okay!! wolf 359 is a science fiction audio drama about the isolated and questionably competent crew of a deep space research station, the u.s.s. hephaestus. the initial four characters are comms officer doug eiffel, 'everyman' pop culture guy who really, really hates his job; commander minkowski, who cares about her job and the rulebooks that come with it a little too much, and desperately wants to feel like she's keeping everything under control; dr. hilbert... eccentric? station medical officer and mad scientist whose methods and mission objectives are not entirely above board; and hera, the station's mother program, who struggles with her job and the ways she's perceived by others.

there are other characters who show up later - i would say only three of the above characters are "main" characters, while the actual fourth main character is introduced in s2 - but that requires way more context, and i don't want to get into spoilers, obviously.

wolf 359 is a character drama - it's my personal gold standard for character writing - and the brief descriptions i gave you are the most surface, surface level parts of them. the writers once said something about it, like... that they weren't interested in subverting typical sci-fi character archetypes so much as looking at them and asking "why would a real person behave that way?" and i think it really worked. whether i like them or not, they all feel like real people to me. it has great sound design and a lot of "physicality" in the performances for an audio-only show, which i think comes down to gabriel urbina's film background and the way the scripts are written and performed. (and alan rodi's incredible soundtrack and sense for music cues.) you can't see a lot of what's in the scripts, but they're acted out in a way that you can kinda feel it anyway. i love that.

here's a fan made trailer that i think captures a lot of the right energy. it's a show about a lot of things, but some of the primary themes are communication + music, and i think the collaborative nature of the show itself adds something very sincere to that. it's also about corporate and medical exploitation, resisting dehumanization, what makes us human, connection, identity and autonomy, guilt and accountability, the stories people tell themselves to justify who they are or what they feel it's necessary for them to do, and, of course, the enduring philosophical question: "what's wrong with handcuffs?"

you can check it out at the website i linked above, or anywhere you can listen to podcast feeds! it's free, but they added ads a few years ago, which i hate, so you can pay a dollar here for the ad-free feed if that'll make a big difference in your ability to enjoy it: https://www.patreon.com/Wolf359Radio

it's a sequential story, nothing you really need to know about listening order except that i recommend not skipping the mini episodes (they have important character context and are where they are in the feed for a reason) (with the exception of mission mishaps ones near the end; those are comedy bonus episodes you can listen to whenever) and that you should definitely watch the live show after ep 26 and listen to special episode change of mind between s3 and s4.

i also have a folder here of every recording script where i edited any parts that were different from the show's dialogue + added transcripts for the ones that didn't have available recording scripts, if that's something you'd find useful! i also recommend checking them out just to see what i mean about how they're written.

the first season is pretty short, so i'd say stick with it until at least episode 12/13 (two part finale) if you can - i love the first season, personally, but that's the point it really becomes serialized, and so that's where i think you can safely say if it's something that's going to capture your interest or not. ... and that's it! sorry this is kind of an essay, but i got excited about it. i hope you love the show, please keep me updated, and let me know if there's anything else!!

[itsangelicasworld]

*･῾ ⁺ Welcome to My Teen Titans DR 🧨 .*

💥 ˗ˏˋ DESCRIPTION .ᐟ

In 2003 Jump City, a team of six teenagers called the "Teen Titans" fight against supervillains threatening their beloved metropolis. Along the way, they must face issues even worse than superpowered antagonists who want them captured; emotions, romance, and navigating the bumpy road of impending adulthood. My DR follows the plot of the show except with my own headcanons, scenarios, etc.

Like the show, there are no secret identities; so our superhero personas are quite literally just us. WHICH MEANS WE'RE TREATED LIKE CELEBRITIES!! People ask for photos/autographs, we have merch, and there's even an entire Teen Titans fandom with forums and fanarts and theories!! Not super relevant to this reality's lore, but thought it'd be cool to mention🤭.

🔆 ˗ˏˋ ABOUT ME .ᐟ

NAME : Angelica Sterling

NICKNAMES : Quin, Angel

AGE : 16-years-old

PRONOUNS : She/her/hers

ETHNICITY : Black and Mexican

MBTI : INFP-T

PERSONALITY : Optimistic, courageous, charismatic, empathetic, humorous, witty, mature, impatient, cautious, idealistic

HERO ALIAS : Quanta

POWER : Quantum Manipulation (basically the ability to manipulate the very foundation of the universe/matter because I'm the main character actually🤭)

SUB-POWERS : Healing, telekinesis, quantum empowerment, shapeshifting

DRAWBACKS : Using too much of my power at one time can lead to fatigue; symptoms range from mild (grogginess, irritability) to severe (headaches, unconsciousness). Additionally, under incredibly high-stress situations or potent emotions, my powers may become unstable or erratic

COMBAT SKILLS : Hand-to-hand, mixed martial arts, kickboxing, and of course using my powers, which include shooting projectiles and making defense constructs

🍕 ˗ˏˋ RELATIONSHIPS .ᐟ

I made moodboards + added some quotes for all of them here, so check that out if you wanna see their aesthetics🤭

ROBIN : My s/o!! I could write 100 paragraphs about this man but I'll list our tropes instead💪

Tortured hero (on his side, he gets it from Batman ftgyhuhgtfg)

Friends to lovers

Slooowwww burn

Mutual pining

Healing together

STARFIRE : Me and her are SUUCHH girly-girls. Having sleepovers, going to the mall, exploring the city, etc. is literally all we do and I love it. She also really likes ranting about Tamaran to me. Hearing her childhood stories is so sweet🛐

RAVEN : Initially, Raven needed time to warm up to me, but now we have a really close bond. UGGHH I can't wait to meditate with this girl and talk about spirituality. AND I SCRIPTED I'M THE ONLY ONE SHE ALLOWS IN HER ROOM, SO IT'S LIKE HAVING VIP TICKETS FFGHFFG BEAST BOY : This dude is such a jokester but he's so insecure I just NEED TO HUG HIM😭😭. He's like the little brother I never had; super annoying but I couldn't imagine my life without him

CYBORG : Although I'm not as close to Cy as some of the other members, he really means a lot to me!! He's kind of like my big brother. He really likes to teach me about mechanics and I know he's always got my back, and I have his. Even though we can squabble over his attitude sometimes💀

🦇 ˗ˏˋ OUTRO .ᐟ

Feel free to send in asks about this DR (and really any of them if your curious), they'd be greatly appreciated!! Thank you for reading THIS far <333

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝘂𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗹 𝗻𝗲𝘅𝘁 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲 *+:｡.｡ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ. . . . . ╰──╮

Aesthetics inspired by @/shiftingwithjaidyn's fame DR intro | Dividers by @/strangergraphics-archive

[lalalian]

helloooo

i’m making my own script (omg power and respect to you this shit is hard) about ruling over a fantasy kingdom, sorta like game of thrones inspired

my kingdom is VERY loosely based off of like… lyanna mormont’s house mormont in bear island (please look her up she’s kinda badass imo) and like….. do you have any tips on how to script your own kingdom? and all the neighbouring kingdoms and building world lore and all that stuff

any tips at all would help me immensely i’m struggling over here (literally how do you do it you’ve got the alruna dr AND the aethergarde dr with shit tons of lore my god that’s a feat to come up with, props to you)

thank very much, a struggling scripter

hihi!

First thing you should consider is your starting point. Your starting point can be something you're most interested (this is what I did with Aethergarde) or you can start with the general idea of your kingdom/world.

I know that most people recommend writers to start from the outside in, like the world itself-- or the inside in, which would be building the main cast first.

But if you start from the technical stuff first, it’s really easy to lose motivation! Scripts and books are different; essentially, writing tips shouldn’t be completely synonymous with script writing tips!

the problem with using general writing tips for scripts

Okay so there isn't actually a problem with it, per se, but you will get stuck for a long time on things that don't matter; you'll never end up scripting stuff that do matter.

What doesn't matter?

I know that i scripted some of these in my aethergarde academy DR, but exports and imports, extreme detail with the languages in your DR, and extremely minor conflicts that wouldn't really affect your experience in your DR.

(In my defense, I have the main stuff already written down 😒😒)

This doesn't mean that you shouldn't script these things at all, but just know that it's more optional than other things.

Script the less important stuff once you got the important stuff done!

Think about your experience first, then script the things that matter less if you'd like to.

Does knowing what kinds of plants grow in the southern part of your kingdom matter as much as your friends, your DRself, and the DR time line (plot)? Most shifters are less inclined to shift with an incomplete script, especially if the script doesn't even have anything about you or your experience in it. But if the vast majority of what you want to experience is down already, you'd be more motivated to shift there instead of still painstakingly working on that script.

When you settle down to shift there, you're less likely to wrangle with thoughts like "Oh but I haven't scripted this or that..." if the main shit is done.

How much time is in-between events?

Novels typically don't focus on how often an event happens, but with shifting, please for the love of god give yourself some time between particularly stressful events.

Trust me, your life will still feel as action-packed as it does here.

You don't have to script "2 weeks after X, this happens, and then 5 weeks after XX..." especially if you plan to remember the plot. If you happen to recall how long your breaks are, it'll make you unnecessarily antsy on the day it happens.

YOU WILL BURN OUT before EVER getting to the things that matter!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Your DR isn't a book; you don't need to convey a fully fleshed out world to your 'readers'-- the only reader of your novel is you.

Subconsciously, you know what you want the world to be like, you just haven't put it into words.

Again, it would be disappointing to burn out and discard a script before you even get to your DRself.

Always remember that the end goal is to shift there.

Never forget that this is a DR-- A place you can go to. Stop scripting somewhere. You have the knowledge of shifting, so use it! Sure, writing what you want is fun, but isn't doing what you want even more fun?

Find a stopping point or else you'll be working on that script forever, and you'll never shift.

SCRIPT THAT YOUR WORLD HAS PLUMBING SYSTEMS/SOME TYPE OF SYSTEM THAT ALLOWS ITS PEOPLE TO KEEP THEMSELVES CLEAN

Never ever EVER forget this. I nearly did with Aethergarde-- I added this affirmation last month to my script. I know that your subconscious knows what you want, but I think I'd cry if I was prompted to shit in a hole without toilet paper. No. Absolutely not. Even if there’s a slim chance of shifting to a world like that… I would rather not want to worry about that stuff 😭😭😭😭

Oh and if you plan to have kids, I recommend adding this affirmation to your script (this is directly copy and pasted from my aethergarde script)

There is significant studies in childbirth, at least as much as my OR, because of this, mothers typically do not die from childbirth and childbirth isn’t painful because of a similar medicine to an epidural… and of course, proper birthing practices

So... why not using writing tips?

We aren't full on authors, not all of us have the grit to write a full on book, and you won't know that until you do. Again, you're going to burn out sooner than you think.

Writing takes time, a LOT of time, but luckily for you, there's so much stuff you can skip. Don't make things so hard on yourself!!

Script you don't remember the plot

It'd be a lot more fun if you didn't remember everything; you'd get to experience everything authentically like everyone else in your DR will!

Ok now onto the actual world building tips….

I’m assuming you’re starting off your script with your kingdom; so I’ll start here for this post!

What kind of fantasy is your world?

Is it high fantasy, low fantasy, or historical fantasy? (I made that last one up, but like I’ll get to it soon, ok?)

High fantasy is set in a world totally different than ours. Some examples would be Avatar (the blue ppl one, not the anime) and Aethergarde Academy.

Low fantasy is set in a world much like our modern world, but there are some fantastical elements in it. A very famous example of this is Harry Potter.

I would define historical fantasy to be a world that is set sometime in the past (usually the Victorian era or medieval era), but it has fantastical elements (any Isekai otome manhwa with magic in it would fall in this category). I think house of dragons fall here too, though I’ve only watched like 4 episodes so far.

If you’re looking into making a futuristic DR, genres like steampunk, solarpunk, sci-fi, cyberpunk, cyberprep would prob suit your vibes more, but I won’t get into those today.

That narrows your DR down to historical fantasy!

Names

This is the worst part of scripting (actually this is the second worst part, government is the ABSOLUTE WORST).

Idk abt you or anyone else reading this, but I’m extremely picky with names. A name has to fit, yk, so don’t fret if you take a long time to find names.

First, start off with name generators.

This generator is PEAK, it has name generators for literally everything. But, personally, the kingdom names never really resonate with me. I typically use Pinterest or look at the names based on ethnicities to come up with names for my kingdoms & empires.

If you’re as picky as me, I wouldn’t recommend using ChatGPT to get names. The free version I use has such cheesy names, I’ll ask it for mysterious and dark guy names for books, and it’ll give me shit like ‘Lucifer Blackthorn’… like really… really…

Sometimes it has given me good names tho, I’d say the academia based names are pretty okay (Straus’ last name was from ChatGPT).

Another thing you could do is find a modern name you like and mix up the spelling a bit; I do this really often with character names.

Ex:

Lily > Liliya

Alexander > Alec, Xander, Xavie, or Xavier

Alfred > Alund

Callie > Caelye

Final resort for me is Google translate. I suggest translating random words that pertain to your kingdom into Greek or Latin (especially Latin), then taking pieces of those words and smushing them together.

Government

If you’re going to use ChatGPT for anything, I’d use it to make the government for your DR.

If you don’t want to use AI, I’d start researching government stuff, or go with the standard nobility/monarch format.

Languages

Remember, it’s best to script language stuff after everything major is done.

When you get to language stuff, I honestly just recommend describing it + making up some words in that language rather than going into extreme detail.

ChatGPT is a good option for this too; when I asked abt language, reya’s response had stuff like: Alphabet, Phonology, Script Design, Word Order, Morphology, Vocabulary, Tones and Aesthetics (sound + visual), & Cultural Context. Personally, I just say shit like ‘[insert language] has a [characteristic] and [characteristic] tone like [insert language here]’ or I say it’s a mix between a few languages. I really like Welsh for some reason, so noble language in my Aethergarde DR has the same kind of sound welsh does.

Here are some characteristics I’d give some languages, you can base your characteristics for your languages from this if you’d like:

The channel Wikitongues has a lot of ppl just speaking their language!

Smooth: Korean, Welsh, German

Regal: Welsh, Tibetan, Hindi, Hmong, Yoruba

Nasally: Japanese, Thai

Harsh: Russian, French, Cantonese

Round: (American) English

Sing song-y: Valspeak/ Valley girl accent (English), Hmong, Kazakh, Italian

Sharp: Russian

Throaty: Swedish,

Assertive/Strong: Spanish (Spaniard) (DON'T KILL ME, MY DAD IS FROM BOTH SPAIN AND MEXICO), Okinawan (Japanese, but it’s so distinct from other Japanese dialects)

Breathy: Navajo

Quick: Khmer

Social Hierarchy

(this is a good website that explains the power each title has, but the actual product is like... kinda a scam, don't buy from them)

Personally, I'd just go with the whole baron to emperor thing, though you can also just switch up the names of the titles and have the same kind of idea.

For reference, this is (to my knowledge) the aristocrat social status hierarchy (using all male terms):

MOST POWER

Emperor (leader of the empire)

King (leader of a kingdom)

Archduke

Duke

Marquess

Count/Earl

Viscount

Baron

Commoner (not a noble)

LEAST POWER

Map

If you really want to start with the world itself, I highly suggest making a map. I made mine on inkarnate!

You don't have pay to make a good map, just use canva or some sort of drawing app to make labels and border lines.

General Ideas

Do you like to read? If not, find photos that would reflect the architecture or scenarios that you'd see in your DR.

Reading can help you get some sort of idea on what you want from this DR!

conclusion?

Was this helpful? I'm not sure 😭😭 I'm super tired rn, so if there's any typos, I'm sorry.. try to ignore them; feel free to ask for clarification!

[cyanloves]

✨️ My pizza place Dr ✨️

(Part 1)

Okay so this reality was inspired by the roblox game "work at pizza place" lol. It's just chill typpa reality I specified because I want to spend some time living carefree and work on my inner child . Idk if it makes sense lol ! !

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🍕Me 🍕

Name: Elliot (idk any cool surname)

Age: 20-- idk till when I'm planning to be there

Hair color /eye color: blonde hairs , blue eyes

Height: 6'0

Gender: Male , alpha (it's omegaverse one)

I guess I'm build good in that reality

I have golden retriever energy ✨️ cause naa I'm gonna be carefree there I don't want myself feeling any shame in doing anything . I will keen to explore myself and my inner thoughts more than anything. Which I can't do being aware of my old reality.

Hobbies: Art, flute 🪈 ✨️ ,hiking ���️

Faceclaim: I'm not doing it ig because lol ,it just gonna be like my old reality but I guess more masculine and some changes as acc to reality

Personality : it's same as my old reality cause main purpose of this target reality is to heal my inner child . Still I would say I'm very sensitive and I will show every emotion without being criticised . I will not hesitate to do what my heart and mind says and I will explore my hobbies more.

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🐈‍⬛my S/O🐱

I was not planning to have any S/o in this reality but honestly why not? I mean I just want to protect and heal someone with me.

Name: William Graham (yes, the hannibal one)

Hair color eye color : black , blue

Height: 5'10 (I want him more shorter lol)

Gender: obviously male but he's an omega (pls don't judge me I want to see our babies)

Honestly , I didn't changed his personality much it's same as the Hannibal (show!, I meant not the shady bitch) . It's just I would want to actually heal him and not the thing hannibal did to my baby .

Hes like introvert and all but he's also very intimidating idk , 🤷‍♂️ but at the end of the day he loves me and that's all matters .

I also scripted slow burn because I want to experience the slowly developing feelings and trust like aaahhhshndjsksns!!

(Tell me if yall want some scenerios lol!)

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(Tat bit of facts about my reality)

> He works as criminal profiler and we got workplace very close even our house is like neighbor

> He and his coworkers comes at our pizza place to eat often . So hshdbshsbs

> My dad owns the pizza place and it's kinda big I honestly dont need to work but I just want to be humble.

> He is my friend on roblox and at night we spend lots of time playing horror games.

> My dad is Italian but we got our house in Uttarakhand, India (man it has place called rishikesh and it's like spiritual hub so and that place is near himalayas its soo fucking beautiful its like smol heaven between cold mountains)

> there is no sexism, racism and Misogyny or anything crimes (there are only stuff like theft at most) and r@pe cases are like 000.1% very rare .

> earth is like greener and pollution is very low

>people give physical healt priorities , we use more cycle and most cars are electric

>I have big family actually lol and will was so shocked seeing big and happy family

> We married quick after confessing lol.

(That's all for now lol tell me if u want to know more or any questions)

I have been feeling low on motivation from few days so thought writing about my reality might help.

Also sorry for my bad English lol..

[dayenurose]

I know this is a bit late in coming, but it is here (at last!). For @roguegambitweek Day 3 - MojoWorld.

I decided to do something a bit different this year for my annual Romy fic rec list. Instead of simply making a list, I decided to write a fanfic fic rec fic. This layers within layers effort was certainly a stretch of creativity, but I think it turned out rather well. I hope you enjoy!

TGIRomy by DayenuRose

Summary:

Rogue and Gambit receive a mysterious invitation to a movie night. Will the accept the invitation, or is it a trap? Will Rogue, Remy, Jubilee, Kitty and Logan agree on what to watch? And, why is no one paying attention to the commercials? Find out all this and so much more when you tune in for TGIR!—Thank God It’s Romy! Fridays at 8/7 Central.

(Read on [ao3])

And now for the main feature…

T.G.I.Romy - A MojoVerse Fic Rec List

The premise of this rec list is relatively simple–fics which could be a show on Mojo-verse TV. Most of these are some variety of AU or crossover, although a few are a bit more ‘canon compliant’. I’ve broken the list into two. The first half are the ones which appear in my fic rec fanfic. The second are those fics which fit the topic, but I wasn’t able to include in the fic. I hope you enjoy these fics.

Reality TV

Beauty and the Geek, X-Men Style by Chellerbelle @chellerbelles [ao3] [ff.net]

Rating: T | Universe: Evo | Words: 73,969 | Status: Complete

Summary: AU: The cast of X-Men Evolution does the reality TV show Beauty and the Geek. Can ten beautiful women and men, and ten intelligent men and women learn to become a whole lot more?

Notes: Chelle created a fun opening credits of the show. There’s a link in the first chapter “Notes.”

Sitcom/Holiday Special

Everyone Loves ROMY! - HOLIDAY SPECIAL Episode by NicoPony @nicopony79 [ao3] [ff.net]

Rating: G | Universe: Comics | Words: 12,610 | Status: Complete

Summary: It’s Christmas Eve on Krakoa with Mr. & Mrs. X. What holiday surprises are in store for our favorite couple and their family? It’s up to one merry Elf to make the season bright! Guest appearance by the Man in the Red Suit!

Notes: Written in script format.

Hallmark Movie

Chapter 5 - Day 4: So Close to Reaching That Famous Hallmark End of Fourteen Ways to Fall for You by lettersfromnowhere @lettersfromn0where [ao3] [ff.net]

Rating: G | Universe: X-Men | Words: 2,549 (Chapter 5) | Status: Complete

Summary: Day 4: this is why you should never give aliens access to TV movies - you’ll probably end up with a simulation somewhat like this over-the-top royal-and-commoner AU straight out of a Hallmark movie.

Notes: Each chapter is a different ‘genre.’ Chapter 5 focuses on our Hallmark Movie theme, though the whole story is a fun read. While the chapter begins (and ends) with a framing device which is part of the greater story plot, the chapter does work as a standalone.

Western

Gambler’s Bounty by Sandmans_Raven @sandmansraven [ao3]

Rating: T | Universe: X-Men | Words: 31,150 | Status: WIP

Summary: Shady things are afoot in Colorado. Who is Dr. Millbury and what does his miracle elixir actually do?

Notes: All of Sandmans’ fics are a great read. I highly recommend all of them.

Heist

Lebeau’s Eleven by IlargiKat @ilargikat [ao3]

Rating: G | Universe: Comics | Words: 14,182 | Status: WIP

Summary: Planning a heist is not easy, especially when you need special skills to pull it off. The luck of being an X-Men is that the skills are within reach, maybe not people willing to commit a heist.

Notes: While the G Rating is fine for the majority of the story, Chapter 5 is really more of a M rating.

Sci-Fi - X-Files

Strange Encounter by Valerie J [ff.net]

Rating: T | Universe: Comics | Words: 16,662 | Status: Complete

Summary: When a strange woman falls out of the sky without being harmed, Mulder and Scully are sent to investigate. X Men X Files crossover.

Faith and Dreams by Valerie J [ff.net]

Rating: T | Universe: Comics | Words: 64,232

Summary: Sequel to Strange Encounter. Dana Scully never really expected to see the mutants again. But when tragedy strikes, Dana finds herself embroiled in an alien conspiracy that threatens not only her world. But the Xmen’s as well. X Men X Files crossover.

Notes: Here’s two episodes for the price of one.

Special Features

Heist - Round 2

Counting Drinks by Sandmans_Raven @sandmansraven [ao3]

Rating: T | Universe: Comics | Words: 2,092 | Status: Complete

Summary: It’s a hot one at Gus’s Saloon.

Notes: If I could choose the way Rogue and Gambit the live action universe, it would be in a Leverage-esque series where Rogue and Gambit pull off heists and cons in order to help those who get taken advantage of by the rich and powerful. From time to time, they are joined by the Thieves Guild and their closest friends—Storm, Nightcrawler, Wolverine (Laura and Logan). When I read this fic, I felt like it would be a perfect episode of this show.

Bonus Heist Non-Fic

Playing for Keeps by NickBateman [YouTube]

FanFilm: (no summary on site) - Gambit is invited to an exclusive poker game featuring the worst of the worst. When the stakes are this high, did anybody actually expect this to play out differently?

Note: Who said all fan creations must be fanfics? Enjoy a fanfilm. This heist/con would also fit for an episode of my imagined series.

Sci-Fi - Matrix

Chapter 4 - Real Love of Threads by Ludi_Ling @ludi-ling [ao3] [ff.net]

Rating: M | Universe: X-Men | Words: 11,176 (Chapter 4) | Status: Complete

Summary: Whilst on a mission Rogue and Gambit become stranded in a world where the very reality of their love is tested. Movie-crossover.

Notes: Like “Fourteen Ways to Fall for You,” each chapter is a different universe. This was also another fic I read early in my Romy journey. It introduced me to many different worlds where we might find Romy (some worlds are comics adjacent while others are created out of whole cloth for this fic).

Quick content warning for the Matrix chapter - there’s some Rogneto and cheating. The OTP is definitely Romy, but Rogue is ‘technically’ in a relationship with Magneto, so your mileage may vary.

Sci-Fi - Pacific Rim

Compatible by DayenuRose @dayenurose [ao3] [ff.net]

Rating: T | Universe: Comics | Words: 2,891 | Status: WIP

Summary: Rogue is a former Jaeger pilot who has no interest in finding a new drift-compatible partner. Gambit is a potential Jaeger pilot who is unable to find a drift-compatible partner. Sparks fly–both figurative and literal–when these two meet. She wants nothing to do with him. He wants to understand her. WIll Rogue and Gambit be able to help each other gain control of their powers and reach their full potential in time to help save the world?

Sci-Fi - Star Wars (Clone Wars)

A Long, Long Time Ago: X by Seagull18 (crossoverqueen9703 on ff.net) [ao3] [ff.net]

Rating: G | Universe: Evo | Words: 22,928 | Status: WIP

Summary: ���Routine missions” are a joke to anyone remotely connected to a Skywalker, but if really shouldn’t include Anakin and Ahsoka getting caught by pirates and escaping with the master bounty hunter that caught them in the first place.

Or: Remy Lebeau, better known as Gambit, had never been one for subtlety; when he wants something, he rarely lets petty things like laws and common sense get in his way. If common sense said kidnapping Jedi and selling them out to pirates after siad pirates tried to kill him for cheating at gambling was a bad idea, he had no intention of listening to it.

Or: The only people with worse luck than the Skywalker lineage are X-Men. Rogue planned on spending her week freeing prisoners, test subjects, and slaves from a bunch of lame space pirates. The plan did not work.

Or: Post X-Men: Evolution Gambit and Rogue in Clone Wars.

Notes: This fic appears to end at Chapter 17, but the fic is marked as a WIP. Take that as you will.

War Film/Period Piece

Uncanny X-Men 1943 by stellarose [ao3]

Rating: M | Universe: X-Men | Words: 44,114 | Status: Complete

Summary: X-Men AU. Emma Frost runs Division X, a classified squad within the secretive Special Operations Executive based in London. It isn’t their job to win the war, only to save those they can. Emma’s squad of Psylocke, Angel, Logan, and Fantomex set out [to] rescue three mutants trapped in occupied and increasingly hostile France. But when the mission takes a turn for the worse, Emma and the team must decide if they cut their losses, or fight twice as hard to bring everyone home.

Notes: Romy is a secondary couple in this fic, but I do enjoy and highly recommend it. I read this early on in my Romy journey and this fic has always stuck with me.

[ckret2]

Hi! Love your bill fic<3

I'm sorry if you answered this already, but Would Bill be able to open gates, because I would think he could just think of them as 'pieces of fence that open', but again that's like loosely what doors are. So could Bill think normal doors(like doorknob swinging doors) as something like 'pieces of wall that open', 'gates of wood' or 'weird vertical roof lids', would that work or would trying to make a definition for the concept of doors not work?

Also I don't quite know if this is a spoiler, but does Bill's native language/text only require two different colours or do the colour change the meaning of the text?

Gates are definitely a kind of door, and—much like how the spell includes windows—gates clearly perform an identical enough function to doors that the spell probably internally specifies "and yes this category of object is obviously a door."

Yes, if Bill can convince himself that doors aren't [object in the internal mental category of what we perceive as doors], he could open one. Stating "a door isn't a door" is insufficient; it requires believing in your heart that this thing isn't conceptually a door. But looking at a door without mentally understanding it as a door is like trying to focus your attention on a written word without reading the word. Bill "lie until you can't remember what's a truth and what's a lie" Cipher has a bigger advantage at that than most humans, but even for him it's difficult. He's only able to use the "roof lids" trick when he's unconscious and can apply Dream Logic to the situation, doing something similar with door-doors would be even harder.

Here's my post about his native language! tl;dr the colors are irrelevant, there just have to be two, a "lighter" one and a "darker" one.

With the release of TBOB, I've decided his written language comes in two forms: a fancier "high" script and an easier "low" script. The color code used in TBOB is the "high" script, and it's fancier because you need to switch between at least* 26 different colors to write it, meaning it'd be a pain to write out by hand. The "low" script only needs two colors, Light and Dark, so it's a lot easier to write by hand.

(*"At least" because I'm assuming that Bill's language isn't actually literally English except it's written in colors, what we see in the book is just an approximation of how his language looks but his actual language would have its own words/letters/etc that don't match the Latin alphabet.)

The low script takes up a lot more space (since it could take 3 dots/dashes to write a letter that could've been represented by a single dot in high script), so it's only for handwriting; for printed documents (like books & newspapers), formal documents (like contracts), and digital documents (anything on a computer or typed & printed from a computer), the high script is used since it's easy to type out. The high script is probably hell for colorblind shapes.

[cyberbabyangell]

₊˚⊹☆ all my drs!!

have a list of all the drs i officially shift to (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶) .ᐟ.ᐟ (in order of discovery) The ages are accurate to the moment i will shift in these drs if that makes sense..

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Better CR ⪼ Soren Minerva, 15 years old

this is where i'll permashift to 😼

Solar System ⪼ Soren Minerva, 8 years old

this dr is very similar to my bcr, but its the one with lore and history and gods etc also i shift at 8 just so i can bask in the 2010 years again because lets be honest they were the best ( ˶ˆᗜˆ˵ )

My Hero Academia ⪼ Aiden Konoike, 14 years old

i'm just a girl in this one. ૮꒰ྀི∩´ ᵕ `∩꒱ྀིა

Demon Slayer ⪼ Hoshi Tomioka, 16 years old

i'll have to figure this one out again, i just know i have cosmic breathing 🥳 zenitsu is probably my s/o •ᴗ•

Genshin Impact ⪼ Fleur, 18 years old(physically)

this one is lore heavy as well, but rn im just a court multitasker/protean at fontaine. i picked neuvillette as my found family, and kaeya & thoma as my lovers •ᴗ•

ParadoxLive ⪼ Nova Fall, 18 years old

aka one of my most hyped drs. im an idol there and a very cliche one at that. like that one barbie popstar movie where she transforms on stage, me core. i date nayuta because he's the only true one for me ദ്ദി ˉ͈̀꒳ˉ͈́ )✧

What in HELL is bad? ⪼ Selene, 19 years old

i sort of follow the game plot, as in im the daughter of solomon. i didnt go too far in the game yet but i jst KNOW i either get close with satan or leviathan

Sonic the Hedgehog ⪼ Lune, do mobians have age..

this is the closest i currently am to being a princess, but im not royalty..sonic and shadow broke me out of my castle and brought me to green hill 😐 anyways i summon crystals with a wand weewoo! with the chaos emeralds i summon a crystal golem thing ◝(ᵔᵕᵔ)◜

Land of the Lustrous ⪼ Opal, 400 years old

not much to say except that opal looks uncannily close to diamond in appearance. i date zircon! or idk but we're best friends! ◝(ᵔᵕᵔ)◜

Helodon ⪼ Atria, 20 years old

this is my partner's world - he writes a lot like me so of COURSE he has his own world like me and allowed me to shift there. i dont have much info on myself either i just know im cute and i love sothoth ૮꒰ྀི∩´ ᵕ `∩꒱ྀིა

Spiderverse ⪼ Blair Fall or Minerva idk, 16 years old

my alias is haxxor bunny, because its literally bronya's haxxor bunny skin in hi3..i attack like her too! and i got beef with aiden<3 im not sure but i think i'll date a spiderman version of sero there ٩(^ᗜ^ )و ´-

90's dr ⪼ Kami Bateman, 26 years old

im a model hehe. and i date a perfectly sane and healthy patrick bateman really i just like his looks, i scripted he was really sweet ( ⸝⸝´꒳`⸝⸝)

AFK Journey ⪼ Merlin, 300 years old

again i lost interest in the game but im still shifting there. my alias is jinx and im a vampire, also im a dude lol. my s/o is valen<3 but soren is so close to taking the cake and i'd be so mad cause dude got the same name as the host 😨 also im dura's son!

Wuthering Waves ⪼ Orion, 20 years old

okay bare with me i still love the game but im unable to play it so i cry every day. anyways..my original plan was to be part of the fractsidus under the alias Hikaru but i dont think i wanna do that anymore. so yeah i dont much abt myself here either! i really like (male) rover i hold him 🫴 maybe i'll be like jinhsi's brother or something ( ⸝⸝´꒳`⸝⸝)

? ⪼ Viktor, 25 years old

bare with me (bis) when i say i love viktor but i became aware of him just because i love the steampunk aesthetic and because we dont have a mechanic in this list. i'm still hesitant of him being from belobog and possibly dating luocha or jing yuan, i need to play hsr more. "( – ⌓ – )=3

Undertale ⪼ Rune, 7-8 or however old Frisk is

this is actually my first ever dr. ive had a huge undertale hyperfixation (1-3 years) and i basically made an oc which was a self insert. it was also my first ever lore which was super complicated idk how 7 year old me thought of it. when i was 9 i accidentally manifested that what happened to frisk would happen to me, i didnt know what was shifting or manifestation i just wrote down the same thing about 100 times while believing in it a lot. guess it worked with a 7 years delay because now im shifting there! i dont know how it will go but i see a happy "ending" with the monsters living with me n frisk at the surface cause WHY TF NOT.

Kaiju no.8 ⪼ haha i dont have any info on them.

i recently started watching k8 and i love it and could see myself going there, but i don't know anything about myself there ദ്ദി(｡•̀ ,<)~✩‧₊

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[fangweaver2099]

A Minor Slip-Up Chapter 2

Miguel x Reader 18+

You've been working for Dr. Miguel O'Hara in Alchemax' R&D department for 2 years. For those two years, your crush on the gigantic, handsome man that just happens to be your superior has only gotten worse with time.

When you notice him alone at Alchemax' Christmas Gala, you take your chance. A one night stand.

You two agree it was just once, but it seems life has other plans.

It had been a week and a half since the Secret Santa had been arranged. Miguel still occasionally  stared down at the little slip he had gotten.

Your name was written in script – he hadn’t known anyone who knew how to write script anymore. 

Now he knew one - you .

Despite being far from an intern, you did all the coffee runs for his team, apparently liked it. The coffee shop in the main lobby was good and he’d seen you nursing your own cup nearly every day. Maybe your caffeine addiction was worse than his.

The white and green landscape of Nueva York’s uptown was the only light in the massive, messy apartment he called home. His mutated eyes preferred darkness - dark contacts he had developed soothed most of it, but going from no glasses to daily contacts wasn’t the most comfortable. Luckily, no one had commented on his sudden integration of sunglasses into his wardrobe.

He had settled on a gift card to the coffee shop. Quick, normal and obvious. The card was already sitting in his office in Alchemax, ready for the swap. Dr. Monroe had made the trade date the 19 th – the last day in the office before the winter break.

Somehow, the more mundane things in life were more stressful to Miguel than being Spiderman. The suit was easy. He had already replaced his original costume with something actually functional. Right now, it was just a small band on his wrist, the nanotech could be toggled on and off as Miguel needed.

Thankfully, he had learned quickly how to manage his claws and fangs. Miguel could function like a normal person in between his vigilante activities.

The genius had figured it out – mostly. The only problem was… Dana . His Fiancée. She loved him, there was no denying that. She hung on his every word and had put up with his absence for quite a bit now.

Miguel strode across his living room, rubbing his face as Lyla flickered beside him.

“Miguel, you have four messages,” her voice drawled into the silence of the apartment. Miguel grumbled and considered just telling her to delete them. He slowly sat down on the simplistic couch in the open plan living space.

It was about ten seconds of silence before Miguel glanced over his shoulder.

“Do you want me to read them out?,” Lyla asked.

“…Yes,” Miguel grumbled, resting a hand over his eyes.

“Yes what ?,” Lyla teased, flickering beside Miguel on the couch, her hologram body sitting down on the back.

“Lyla,” he grumbled, fingers parting to look over at his AI assistant. She was scrolling through a tiny screen as golden orange as she was. When his ex-girlfriend Xina had gifted him his own AI he didn’t expect her to have… such a personality. Now he wasn’t about to talk to her to fix Lyla’s sarcasm and when he tried it proved to be a bit above his understanding of coding and AI technology.

“…Lyla, please,” he groaned.

“Got it boss! You have one message from Tyler Stone,” Lyla chirped.

“Delete it,” Miguel snarled. Lyla reached forward, grabbing the little hologram picture and crinkling it in her fist like paper and tossed it over her shoulder as if faded away. Another paper appears before her.

“You have two messages from Dana.” Lyla leaned back and enlarged her screen. Miguel’s nod made the voice message play.

“ Miguel? It’s Dana. Remember you promised to come with me for my cousin’s engagement party. I sent you the details, how is work? I miss you .” He could hear the building frustration in her soft, anxious voice. The message ended with a click.

“…Fuck.” Miguel slowly sat up. “Lyla – how long ago was that?”

“Tuesday the 11 th , Miguel,” Lyla replied, flicking up as another message appeared before her. “Would you like for me to play the 2 nd message?”

Miguel sighed. “Play it.”

“ Miguel. Where are you? Lyla won’t let me in – again. You promised. We have to be there in an hour .” Dana’s voice was frustrated, and she hung up without saying goodbye. He could hear her waning patience. Miguel took a deep breath.

“Lyla, when was that?”

“Friday the 14 th , Miguel. Would you like for me to call her back?” Lyla tossed the message over her head. Again, as it fizzled to nothing. Miguel leaned forward, hands covering his nose and mouth. After dealing with the Public Eye goons, he had completely forgotten and passed out. He now needed to plan on how to make it up to Dana.

“Not... yet. What’s the last message?,” Miguel asked, formulating a plan – flowers. Dinner, maybe? She was a romantic at heart and Miguel… could be. She was easy to please and a bit desperate for attention -

At least, that’s how Miguel saw her.

“It’s from the R&D coordinator,” Lyla explained as she looked over her hologram paper.

“ Dr. O’Hara, reaching out to inform you about the expectations as a team lead. You’re expected to attend the Christmas Gala along with your team as your current project is pushing to market. We’ve sent the information and dress code to your assistant. You have one invite for a date or family member. 7 PM, December 18 th .” The voice was monotone and blunt – likely some sort of AI like Lyla that meant no need for some underpaid person to call every single person about some stupid… Gala.

Miguel sat up. He never went to these things; he didn’t have to. But now he had to go – he could take Dana. Maybe take her to dinner before. He’s never taken her to his job – just didn’t have the time nor want.

“Lyla, call Dana.” Miguel slowly stood as the AI floated after him, flickering in and out of existence as the towering man strode into his bedroom. Grabbing a shirt from his closet, he pulled it over his head and brushed his dark hair back as the phone chimed.

Lyla seemed disinterested, looking at her nails as the small screen beside her flickered to life.

He could see Dana was at work, hair styled in its usual short bob and bright blue eyes staring daggers into Miguel.

“… Now you call me – Miguel I’m at work. Are you still home?” Despite her frustration, Dana seemed concerned. “Why didn’t you answer me, I looked so stupid!” She snapped, pointing a finger at the screen.

“I-I’m sorry, they’ve been busting my ass lately, Dana. You know now that I’m- “

“That’s not an excuse you can keep using, Miguel! You never used to be like this – you used to answer my calls. Why call me now? Shouldn’t you be at work?” She snapped before he could finish.

Miguel frowned, brows furrowing. “I’m sorry – really. I just checked my messages. I wanted to talk to you about it and… uhm.” Miguel shifted on his long legs.

Dana’s face softened. “What?”

“I have to go to a party at work – tomorrow. I got a plus one. Come with me?” He suggested. “I can introduce you to my team and some of my colleagues.”

Dana raised a brow, it disappeared partially under her bangs. Miguel watched her for a moment.

“ No ,” Dana replied coldly, voice smooth, Miguel’s brows raised in surprise.

“No? Dana – come on. Baby, please . It will be nice, you always mentioned you wanted to see what I did-“ Miguel stumbled over his words as Dana’s icy eyes narrowed.

“No. Miguel – you’ve missed the last 4 dates you set up for us, you missed my cousin’s engagement party. Last time Conchata wanted you to visit you literally hung up on me! I’m sick of it!” Dana moved her hand forward to turn off the holocall.

“I-I’m trying to make up for it. Come on, it will be fun.” Miguel pleaded.

“No. You get to know how I feel.” She snapped back, hanging up on Miguel as the video feed cut. Lyla whistled, leaning back in her floating seat.

“Call her back.” Miguel snapped instantly. Lyla rolled her little AI eyes and poked the air.

It rang once – then was forwarded. “Dana D’Angelo, leave me a message.”

Miguel took a deep breath. “Try again.”

“Miguel – she’s not going to pick up,” Lyla remarked. “She’s that dramatic.” 

Xina’s programming came on full force with anything related to Dana. Miguel let out a long sigh.

“Try. Again,” he instructed through clenched teeth. The AI obeyed.

Again, it rang once – then was forwarded. “Dana D’Angelo, leave me a message,” echoed out in Miguel’s dark apartment.

“Mierda. ¿Qué diablos voy a hacer? ¡Lo jodí de nuevo!,” Miguel cursed out to nothing as he paced his bedroom.   [ Shit. What the hell am I going to do. I fucked it up again !]

This wasn’t the first fight the pair had and probably wouldn’t be the last. Miguel and Dana had an odd relationship - after all, Dana was his brother’s girlfriend first. Their infidelity had meant that neither of them were willing to let each other go. Was it guilt? Frustration? They liked each other, and intimacy wasn’t bad until... well, he became Spiderman.

Miguel was always distant, but Dana loved her job and her life. She had said yes to marrying him – and he could see the ring on her finger in their call. They fought and it was normal, right?

Right?

Miguel simmered as he sat down on his bed, the mattress creaking underneath his massive frame. He wouldn’t put Dana in danger by revealing himself. His constant deadlines were the perfect excuse. Being forced into the corporate raiders program is also why he became the monster he was.

Miguel could feel his claws against his scalp as his hands tangled in his dark hair. He forced a deep breath as they slipped back into the pads of his fingers. Calm. Keep calm.

“Are we leaving that as a message?,” Lyla asked as she flickered back to life in front of Miguel’s frustrated face. Her glow highlighted his cheek bones and tired eyes.

Miguel glanced up for a moment, red eyes in darkness. 

“ No . Just. Go away,” he grumbled, planning on brooding.

Frustration bubbled up in Miguel’s broad chest. He was trying to protect Dana. He didn’t want her to get hurt – to fall into this world where her very life could be used against him. What if Tyler found out that Dana knew Spiderman? What awful things would happen to the woman he loved?

Frustration turned to anger as he paced his apartment, informing Lyla that he was working from home today. He’d see his team tomorrow. Miguel didn’t remember he told Dr. Ariti and Dr. Monroe to hand in their testing logs for review today.

Dana didn’t answer any of Miguel’s calls that day or the next. Frustration had boiled into a sort of irritated indifference. Miguel’s ego was bruised.

After he attempted one morning call, he gave up officially and headed into work – 7am sharp. He wasn’t going to grovel. He wasn’t in the mood.

It seemed even the interns could sense Miguel’s mood and scampered away as he stomped down the white and frosted glass halls of Nueva York’s Alchemax building. Slipping into his office he saw the small transparent blue tablet on his metallic desk. He sat down, his chair groaning from his weight. The computer hummed to life as Miguel grasped the holotablet and it flickered on. He noticed a small note at the top.

“Handed this in yesterday like you asked, Your AI informed me you were working from home.”

Your name was neatly written in script at the bottom of the email, just like how you signed everything else that had it attached. Even the notes you sent in digitally had a digital signature. It was distinct and professional, he’d give you that. 

Miguel was thankful one woman in his life listened to him even if he wasn’t around. He flicked through the notes with trained eyes before deciding he’d bother with it later, moving to check his email instead.

The rest of the day went by quickly and… normally. Miguel spotted you and Dr. Yoshida in the lab, talking over a microscope with a dark slide slid into it. When he passed by them – he was reminded of what his plans were that night, whether he liked it or not.

“Are you going to the party?,” Dr. Yoshida asked. He had to crane his head up to look at the taller woman, but his smile made it look oddly affectionate.

“Planning on it – first time I got invited to one of these. I’m really excited. My sister convinced me to get this beautiful velvet dress and I’m excited to wear it,” you replied back, still leaning down over the microscope. You bent to scribble something down, before leaning back up to peer down at him. 

Dr. Yoshida smiled. “I can’t wait – I bet you’ll look beautiful.”

Miguel paused to glance back at the two – you were flirting. Raising a brow, he turned and left, not catching your reply.

Miguel headed back to his apartment once work was done. He could see his team members talking about the party as he left – apparently, it wasn’t often that Alchemax gave free booze to its employees at a party, much less unadulterated access. 

As much as Miguel felt he was going to stand there and be awkward, he felt obligated to go. He considered calling Dana one last time, but when he opened his phone and saw the nearly 15 unanswered calls and the fact his last message was left on read, he wasn’t in the mood. She’d come calling him again when she was lonely like she usually did. Dana cared about him, right? She was his fiancée.

His apartment was still dark and empty.

Miguel dressed, settling on something semi-formal. Suit with no tie or stupid bowtie, loose pale blue button up. He looked nice all things considered. Miguel went with his contacts – returning his eyes back to their dark brown they were before his ‘accident’.

Miguel stared at himself in the mirror, visible bags under his eyes and 5 o’clock shadow on his chin. He considered shaving at the last minute but decided against it. It’s not like anyone was really going to notice him, after all. He was there likely for Tyler to show off one of his favorite lackeys like he hadn’t drugged him and ruined Miguel’s life.

When he finally got to the Alchemax building, taking the train instead of driving. He could see most of the building was dark. It was snowing and the sounds of the city night echoed as he entered the main lobby. The entire sprawling lobby was filled with people in formal wear.

Miguel towered over everyone – he was used to this. He knew that his height was odd, only Tyler Stone came even remotely close to him, but it did make avoiding the massive corporate villain easier.

There were easily 300 people in the lobby. A sea of chatter echoed in his ears, reminiscent of his high school cafeteria. The moment Miguel found the open bar he settled with whisky to soothe his bruised ego. His superhuman metabolism and massive size made the concept of getting drunk nearly impossible anyway. He couldn’t remember the last time he nursed a real hangover and not a concussion.

Miguel had no idea where any of his team members could be. He settled along the wall in between a pillar and people watched. The bracelet hidden under his watch weighed heavier, knowing that if anyone were to pull anything – this would be the perfect place.

He didn’t like Alchemax – but many of the people who worked for the company were just trying to survive. So, he settled with sipping on his liquor as his eyes scanned the crowd.

It was nearly an hour into this mess of a party before he finally saw familiar faces. Miguel felt fine even if there was a heat to his ears he credited to the booze.

While Miguel didn’t see them first, Miguel’s team noticed the gigantic man in his black suit brooding in the corner like some sort of vampire.

Three people were approaching him – Dr. Yoshida, Dr. Shneider & one of their interns- Lara, maybe? She was a dark-skinned woman with curly hair. Miguel felt a twinge of guilt that he couldn’t remember her name. She was an intern, and they didn’t exactly talk. 

It was strange, to see everybody dressed formally - he’d gotten so used to lab coats and sensible shoes that seeing anything beyond that was… alien. 

He noticed them pause as Dr. Yoshida smiled brightly, a hand waving out as he noticed who the trio got distracted by.

You approached the trio.

See – you were usually… mousey at best. You wore your hair in a tight low bun, informal clothing, baggy pants and sneakers and too big sweaters. You often forgot about your goggles and wore them out of the lab, leaving a permanent pink mark on your nose bridge. You were unassuming - intelligent, surely, but not exactly someone who got noticed .

For a second, Miguel didn’t believe it was you. You wore a bright smile, a face of makeup that put emphasis on your eyes and lips. Your hair was down and curled like a vintage movie star across your shoulders. You weren’t in your usual baggy attire, replaced with a velvet green dress that fell off your shoulders and was tight around the rest of your body, showing off your figure and a slit that showed off your bare legs with each step you took.

Miguel found himself staring you down as you grinned and approached the trio. Dr. Yoshida approached you, his face bright as you spoke out of his ability to listen.

Yoshida seemed stunned and rested his hand on your arm, your smile unfaltering as you two talked. Miguel now firmly understood Dr Yoshida’s affection for you. There was almost a pang of jealousy.

He felt alone and… Pathetic . The prodigy genius playboy Dr. O’Hara reduced to a wallflower .

If Dana had come with him at least he would have company . Dr. Yoshida clearly had you – you were even both wearing a mossy green. Matching, though you didn’t seem to be paying special attention to the shorter man. Maybe you didn’t have a crush on him like he had suspected . 

Another familiar face approached – Dr. Monroe in a black dress and with her blonde hair loose. She hugged you, likely stammering a pile of compliments on you as she handed over a glass of wine. You visibly hesitated but took it.

Miguel considered approaching, especially after the group had decided to hang out and chat away. Maybe it was better to keep his distance. He didn’t have to bother you, it’s not like anyone knew anything about Miguel – Dr. O’Hara was your scary team lead – boss. Whatever .

Still, he noticed you glance over, seeing the gigantic brooding man standing awkwardly in the corner. You looked back at the group. Dr. Yoshida seeming desperate for your attention, attempting to drag you back into whatever conversation the group was having. You glanced at him again after replying to the shorter man.

You took a moment of quiet to slip away from the group, saying your goodbyes as you waved your manicured fingers. You then turned towards Miguel – maybe you noticed someone or was returning your half-drunk glass of wine for something more your style. You made a b-line for Miguel. As you approached, he noticed a pair of necklaces on your throat and dangling glittering earrings. You were beautiful, too beautiful. How you were the same coworker he knew was almost unbelievable.

“Dr. O’Hara!” Your voice was far more relaxed than you typically were around him. Maybe the wine gave you confidence.

“I didn’t think you’d be here, you look great!,” you complimented, stepping up to him with a smile. You took a careful sip of your wine glass, leaving a hint of your ruby lipstick on the rim.

“You too,” Miguel replied. “Are you sure you’re my coworker?” 

He couldn’t help the comment, motioning a finger at your outfit. You glanced down at yourself; free hand going to cover your bust. 

“I’m pretty sure. I got all her memories at least,” you giggled – it was so sweet and bell-like. “I think I clean up pretty well.” 

The hand on your chest went to your hip.

There was a part of Miguel who knew that flirting with his coworker was a bad idea. He took a sip of his drink and shoved the idea down.

“I’m not sure why you’re working at Alchemax – then. You’re…,” Miguel paused as you raised your brow. “Beautiful – seriously.”

Miguel could see you blush at the compliment, swaying ever so slightly in your stance. 

“Thank you.” Your voice was suddenly that of the sweet and bashful woman he actually knew. Fuck, you were cute.

“No need to thank me. I’m assuming you’ve heard that all night.” Miguel tilted his head down to look at you. You glanced up at him and took another sip of your drink before you managed to reply.

“Ah… Kinda – but it means the most coming from you, Dr O’Hara.” There was a pinch in your brow, drinking in his words and affection. You looked bashful and almost…girlish.

Cute. 

“Miguel – call me Miguel,” he replied casually.

Your eyes widened, the slightest hint of a blush peeking through your makeup.  “S-sure, Miguel.”

A pause. 

“Truthfully – It’s been... uhm... overwhelming. I’m not exactly used to random people walking up to me.,” You admitted with a grimace, showing off wine-stained teeth.

“If you dressed like this more often, you’d probably be drowning in attention,” Miguel remarked, head tilting to the side as your eyes met again.

“You’re not a good liar.” You pouted ever so slightly – another sip of the drink.

“I’m not lying – really. You’re too modest, querida.” Miguel’s voice was honest, eyes relaxing as he watched you squirm. You clearly weren’t used to any attention.

You forced another drink, moving to lean against the wall beside Miguel, joining him in his people watching. Miguel glanced down – up close he could smell your perfume, floral and sharp. He could also smell wine on you, not just from the glass. 

This probably wasn’t your first glass; you didn’t exactly seem like a socialite.

“It’s not too much?,” Miguel commented, raising a brow. 

You glanced up at him, taking another sip of your drink.

“What?”

“The… This. The party – I can’t imagine you’re out dancing very often.”

You laughed. “N-no. I’m not. Amara – er. Dr. Monroe has been a help.” 

You lifted the wine glass before you finished off the drink. “Hiro has been following me around though. He’s a total sweetheart.”

Miguel raised a brow. “Are you two…?”

Your eyes widened. “W- oh. No! Oh gosh. Isn’t that against policy?”

Miguel shook his head. “I don’t think we have a dating policy amongst coworkers. I assumed he was your date.”

“No! God no. He’s not my type.” You scoffed. “He’s sweet – but uh. No.”

“What is your type, then?”

You froze for a moment, staring up at Miguel. It looked like you were considering your words – the proper answer was just simply ‘not him’ – after all, you were talking to your boss.

“Cliché – but uh. Tall, dark, handsome? Y’ know.” You almost looked like you wished you hadn’t finished your glass, rotating it by the stem in your fingers. 

“…So, me?” Miguel tried to not smile, that wasn’t the first time he had heard that, after all.

Your eyes widened, the glitter on your lids shimmering in the light. 

“…Maybe,” you admitted, looking up at Miguel from the corner of your eye, the wine glass and your hand hiding most of your features.

Miguel grinned, showing off his sharp canines. Your eyes widened, and the flush was clear on her ears.

 “S-sorry, that wa- “

“You’re fine, Princesa,” Miguel leaned to the side, looming over the smaller woman. “You’re not exactly good at hiding it.”

“I never thought you’d be a tease,” you quipped back, poking his arm with her finger.

“Princesa, there are a lot of things you don’t know about me.” Miguel’s voice was low and careful, only for your ears. you can’t help but snicker, hand covering her mouth.

“Really? Will I ever get to learn them?,” You replied, eyes narrowing.

Miguel took a long sip of his own drink. “Maybe, if you’re careful enough.”

You raised a brow. “Careful? You're sure the dark and mysterious type, Miguel. If only you knew the gossip about you.”

Miguel leaned in closer. “Really? Care to tell me? I don’t exactly pay attention to gossip.”

They were a few inches apart now. Your eyes scanned over his angular features, the hint of stubble across his jaw and his dark hooded eyes. Your glossy red lips parted. He could see when you noticed Miguel’s gaze drift down for a moment before he leaned back, giving you breathing room. You forced herself to glance away, unable to speak.

The sound of the party was your silence, allowing you to take a deep breath and consider his words. Before you could speak, Miguel cleared his throat.

“Want to go somewhere quieter? Maybe you can tell me then,” he mumbled into his drink. You swore he was blushing. It was hard to tell with him.

“Sure,” you replied without thinking. Miguel glanced over at you in surprise, but you simply grinned, lifting your glass as if waiting to follow him.

Part of Miguel knew he shouldn’t have said that, say something that kept their distance instead. He should’ve been here with his fiancée after all – not flirting with one of his subordinates. Dana also hadn’t answered him in days and who knew what was going on with her. He wasn’t going to chase after her. He was Miguel O’Hara. He was Spiderman for fucks sake, and Spiderman didn’t chase after women like a lost puppy.

He lifted himself from the wall, using a motion of his head for you to follow as he discarded his own half-drunk glass on a random side table. You didn’t hesitate, following after Miguel but a step or two behind.

As you disappeared from the massive lobby party to the elevators, Miguel reached his hand out to touch you. His fingers curled around the small of your waist, and he suddenly felt that your back was bare – a quick glance revealed that the back of the dress was just interwoven straps holding it to her frame. He spotted a black mark on your upper arm– a tattoo?

You were already proving to be full of surprises tonight. You waited for him to press the button, leaning into his touch and rolling the wine glass in your fingers. Miguel could see you bouncing between graceful and witty to flustered and shy in a heartbeat. It was cute. 

Everything about you was cute.

The real reason you disappeared was quickly becoming evident as you two slipped into the elevator. His grip remained on your waist as you stepped closer, forcing his hand to curl around the side of your body. If he grabbed you with both hands – his fingers would be touching.

He’d test that in a bit.

Right now, after hitting the button for floor 40 – the floor for your offices- Miguel glanced at your arm.

“Do you have a tattoo?” His voice tickled your ear, dark lashes fluttered as you unconsciously reached up, pulling the velvet green sleeve up.

“I do.” You grinned up at him. “I got it a few years ago, just an old dream I’ve had.”

You rolled your head as long hair pooled to the side and revealed a swan-like neck. You twisted your body into his touch. He could feel your ass press up against his leg as her arm rotated, resisting the urge to grab it. There’d be time for that in a moment anyways.

The tattoo was all blackwork, almost gothic in presentation, a foreboding symbol on the arm of somebody he’d never expected to have tattoos at all, much less things like this . It was almost jarring, he’d expect cute women like you to have tattoos akin to bows or roses inked on their skin, not this.

Miguel leaned down, a wisp of his dark hair tickling the top of your head. You could feel his breath rolling over your shoulder. Your hand pulled back as the sleeve fell back across the tattoo, obscuring it once again.

You turned your head back up to him, eyes narrowing as the pair stared each other down – faces but a few inches from each other. You twisted your body in his grasp, moving to face Miguel for a moment proper.

The elevator dinged, pulling the pair from their moment as the doors slid open. You moved to step away, pulling from Miguel’s grasp as he was now the one following. There was an odd thrill – the knowledge you shouldn’t be doing this for a multitude of reasons. Both of your footsteps echoed down the empty dark halls. The lights didn’t flicker on this late at night, but Miguel’s office was easy to find with the hologram flicker of O’Hara on the keypad.

Miguel held the door for his emerald-clad subordinate. You slipped in with ease and turned around to face Miguel. He could see the flush on your cheeks as you held your empty wine glass with both hands.

You took a quick glance across the room, a wall of diplomas and awards on one wall while the one opposite gave a beautiful view of the dark cityscape, flickers of street lamps and Christmas lights in the distance. Straight ahead was his desk, sleek silver with a big, padded chair behind it. It looked like a throne when you had last stepped inside this place, framing Miguel as a King as you stepped up to his petitioning hour, your life in his hands - or at least your job. If you annoyed him with your questions about a project or somehow fucked up some other way. It hadn’t gone that bad in reality, but it was a shaking experience, and deeply sobering nonetheless. He had been an intimidating, mysterious figure from the moment you arrived at Alchemax. Maybe the danger he exuded was part of the thrill.

“Are you really interested in office gossip?” Suddenly you were bold, a brow quirked. 

Miguel replied with a shrug as he walked back up to you, casting you in shadow. “Maybe I am. Tal vez prefiera darte una mordida.” [Maybe I'd rather take a bite of you.]

Your brow raised, hand reached out to palm his chest.

“I really should learn some Spanish,” you mumbled as if your eyes weren’t on his jaw and plush lips.

For a moment, you were still, hesitation in the air as the realization of what could unfold pieced together in both of their minds. You backed up, hand leaving Miguel’s chest as you placed the wine glass down on his desk. Your eyes drifted to the deactivated holopad as you heard Miguel approach.

“Did you read over it yet?” You broke the tension with the knife of work – of the reminder of the power dynamic between them. Miguel for a second took it as a warning and a reminder. He forced himself to resist grabbing your waist and hoisting you onto his mostly empty desk.

After all, he… shouldn’t be doing this. Being alone with a woman who found him attractive – who he found attractive. It was a recipe for disaster, and this wouldn’t be the first time Miguel made this mistake.

He knew it wouldn’t be the last either.

“Do you really want to talk about work?,” Miguel questioned with an airy half-laugh. Your eyes narrowed.

Your hands suddenly went to Miguel’s collar. There was a boldness in your eyes that he hadn’t expected as you tugged him down. It was a sudden movement as lips met. Miguel should pull away – but he didn’t. His hands moved to your waist and against the back of your head, deepening the kiss. A sloppy clash of sharp teeth, freshly smeared lipstick and the subtle taste of wine, only making the action all the more intoxicating.

They finally parted, both panting and eyes meeting each other. You instantly pulled back, hands extending up into the air.

“I am – sorry! That was. I ah. Please don’t f-fire me.” You stumbled over your words, hands scattering around your body as if you were looking for something to cover yourself up with.

Miguel knew he could take the out – he was engaged. You didn’t know he was in a relationship at that moment. He could apologize.

He reached back out, grabbing you by your forearms. The two of you staring at each other for a moment.

Miguel pulled you closer, and your lips met again.

All the tension that you had left your form as his hands tangled around your body. You reached up, hands digging into his dark locks. 

[themanirealityshifter]

My Empyrean DR Script (that I will write on here, so that I actually finish it 😭)

Me

First Name: Sebastian

Middle Name: Fynn

Last Name: Riorson

Nickname(s): Seb; Sebby

Pronouns: He/Him

Species: Human

Age: 23

Description: Black hair (wolfcut)(I love wolfcuts, and I don’t care if it’s impractical, I MISS MY LONG HAIR); Olive skin (even though I’m as pale as the moon in my CR); Black eyes flecked with lighter brown; Lean, muscular body (I need to be in shape here or I will die, so luckily I’m in control of this and can script that I’m not a blob that lays on the couch every single day); Top and bottom surgery scars (you bet your ass I have those); Fully transitioned (love that testosterone); Huge black dragon relic covering my back; Rebellion relic covering my chest; Lots of scars all over my body

Positive Trait(s): Intelligent (I need to be able to not be a dipshit and die immediately); Clever (same thing); Good memory (say bye bye to all those days of dissociation and maladaptive daydreaming in my CR, now I will remember EVERYTHING there); Quiet (of course I’m quiet, have to keep up the mysterious act, plus I’m too overstimulated and socially awkward for this shit); Thoughtful (my mind is always stuffed); Nice (even though I’m quiet and don’t talk much, I am pretty nice when you talk to me first)

Negative Trait(s)(yes, I’m gonna script them, just to give myself some flavor): Trusting (making friends wise, always end up getting hurt or stabbed in the back, literally and figuratively)

Dragon Type: Black Morningstartail (I JUST LOVED TAIRN SO MUCH, I HAD TO MAKE THE DRAGON I’M BONDED TO A BLACK MORNINGSTARTAIL TOO)

Dragon Name: Aodhan (do we know how to pronounce his name here? no. will we script that we do know it? yes)

Signet Power(s): Time Manipulation (can go back in time) and Reality Manipulation (can make my imagination real life)

Weapon(s): Daggers and Swords (I love me some sharp things)

Parent(s): None (dead)(it’s literal canon that Xaden’s parents died[along with all the other parents that were part of the rebellion]so yeah)

Sibling(s): Xaden Riorson; Liam Mairi (adoptive brother)

Other Family Member(s): Brodhi Durran (cousin)

Best Friend(s): Xaden Riorson (I’m besties with my brother, I know, I can do that); Liam Mairi (same thing); Violet Sorrengail (I’m the one who ends up being the body guard for her, not Liam); Brodhi Durran (I love my family); Ridoc Gamlyn (I adore him, it’s gonna be interesting all the talks we will have [I am scared that most of them will be about sex he had or people that he likes, help me]); Heaton (I love my non-binary pals); Garrick Tavis

Friend(s): Imogen Cardulo (I love her hair); Rhiannon Matthias (bisexual queen, go girl)

Partner(s): None (I am single forever, thank the almighty gays)

Gender Identity: TransGuy

Romantic Orientation: Aromantic

Sexual Orientation: Asexual

Other Orientation(s): Ambiamorous; Panalterous; Panaesthetic

Extra Fact(s): Liam does not die (I was sobbing when it happened); Homework is effortless and easy always (I don’t want to work too hard or make it take up so much time); I am a skilled painter/artist (something to do when I’m not doing homework, have training, have secret rebellion meetings with Xaden and the rest, or guarding Violet); I wear ear plugs a lot of the time (because I’m overstimulated a lot, but I still manage); Probably have some anxiety and PTSD (not that I don’t have anxiety already and probably have some form of PTSD here-); I keep my head easily (no panicking for me, though, even though I know, realistically, that contrasts with the anxiety, but I want to live and also have my sparkle at the same time); I know how to pronounce Aodhan’s name perfectly; Garrick and Imogen are together (Imogen needs her love too); I cannot die; None of my best friends or friends can die; Xaden, Liam, and Brodhi cannot die

Specific Affirmations For This DR: “I am with Aodhan”; “I am Xaden’s brother”; “I am in Basgiath College”; “I am in my dorm room”; “I am training with Ridoc”

Safe Word/Phrase: “Put the lime in the coconut and shake it all up.” (don’t ask)

Me in this DR (Picrew Form):

Probably will add to this more. Maybe will post some individual scenarios for this DR.

[textsfromthetva]

WIP Wednesday (it's 2AM, so it counts)

my good ol' friend seasonal depression is really setting in right now. it actually came sooner than usual this year, and I haven't written a goddamn word for weeks. it sucks. for comfort I've been editing my old WIPs, because at least that feels tangentially like writing, you know?

anyway, during this I rediscovered that trippy X-5/Sacred Timeline!Brad Wolfe fic, and it's still pretty good for a first draft! so that's what you're getting. with no context, because explaining what the fuck is going in this fic would take all night. onward!

The parcel arrives by courier, which X-5 finds mildly amusing when he opens it and concludes that it’s something as boring as a movie script. “It’s standard protocol these days,” Brad says. “Industry safety measures, you know.” “In case someone gets a hold of the top-secret plot of-” he squints at the title page. “Zaniac.” Brad shrugs. He’s in the process of cooking a breakfast that’s so late it’s probably brunch by now, hence why he’d made X-5 answer the door. “That’s how it works. The fact that he didn’t make you sign a proof of delivery was a major slipup. I mean, you could be anybody.” X-5 arches an eyebrow. “Yeah, we look nothing alike.” Brad laughs quietly and starts piling food on their plates, just as the kettle starts whistling on the stove. “Did you learn to fake my signature though, darling?” As a matter of fact, yes, yes he did, and he’s getting good at it too. Which isn’t something Brad needs to know, and lying to him is getting difficult, so X-5 changes the subject instead. “So what’s it about?” he asks, sitting down by the kitchen table. Brad puts a plate in front of him and pours him a cup of tea. X-5 thanks him with a nod. “Think Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde,” he replies as he sits down himself. “Kinda.” X-5 flips open the script and starts scanning a random page in the middle, absentmindedly picking up a piece of toast. “It’s a horror movie,” he concludes after a page and a half. “It’s not,” Brad insists. “It’s an elevated thriller.” X-5 snorts. “God you’re pretentious.” “No, the producers are pretentious.” He takes a sip of his tea. “Look, it’s not high art, but it has the potential to really cement my name in the public consciousness. People love this stuff.” “You’re already famous,” X-5 points out. “You can always get more famous,” Brad says. “And the production company is going to try to build a whole franchise, multiple mediums and all that. This apartment doesn’t pay for itself, you know.” He pauses, then cracks a smile. “Plus, I’m currently living with someone who is putting my grocery budget to the test.” X-5, who had been in the process of shoveling scrambled eggs into his mouth, goes perfectly still. “I’m joking, darling,” Brad says, gently reassuring. “It’s flattering, that you like my cooking. I’m assuming you’re not used to good food.” “I’m not,” X-5 admits. Another thing the TVA really doesn’t prioritize.  “Well, that’s in the past now. Feel free to take advantage of your improved circumstances.”

I had forgotten how utterly fond I am of Sacred Timeline!Brad Wolfe, a character I made up entirely in my own head. I just think he's neat.

[doublejango]

Hello! I read your post on being present in roleplaying and it got me curious as I've never done it myself (outside of drama improv, if that even counts, lol), but it's always felt like a formative staple in fandom community even though I've never really understood it.

I wanted to ask a couple of questions if that's okay. Namely, what actually is roleplaying, what it's like, and where one can find a community to try it out.

Otherwise, I thought your post was really good as it also applies to OCs in novels and experiencing real life, so if all else, we can just leave it at that, lol

Aw hi! And thank you, this was so sweet!!!

I mean, I am not an expert on RP or anything, I've only been back on Tumblr since February. I'm also absolutely not an expert on writing, just an enthusiastic lover of spilling words onto the page, so take everything with a grain of salt <3

Roleplaying is basically just shared storytelling. It can take a lot of forms--like LARP, which stands for Live Action Role Play, or tabletop games like D&D. With those, it is a lot like improv acting, I imagine. You have a character, you have parameters, and you shape the story by acting things out as you go--no plan, no script, just doing what feels right for your character while also working to build the "Yes, And" vibes.

Written RP is a lot like that. At least, to me it feels a lot like that. It feels like a game where we both pick our favorite characters and our favorite writing styles, then dive in hard. Maybe we explore whatever aspects of canon (if one or both of us is a canon character) left us howling and sobbing. Maybe we mix worlds--like Blitz hanging out with Cardan, from the Folk of the Air series. Maybe we just become absolute crack monsters. Whatever we do with it, it's essentially collaborative storytelling built on respect of each other's preferences and needs, and love of not just the results, but the process. It's fun, it's like--making a really satisfying with (usually) just one other person.

On tumblr, you can often find roleplaying communities (or RPCs) for just about anything just by checking for relevant tags, like helluva boss rp for me. If there's something you love, there's probably an RPC for it, and if not? There's usually someone who will be interested in checking your character out and talking about inspiration with you.

A lot of RPers--most, from what I have seen--will have a pinned post on their blog that communicates their rules/preferences. For example, since my character is a filth-goblin and a violent little feral monster, I am not okay with the idea of interacting with minors, so I put that in my rules. I'm also very anti-censorship and shaming, so that's in my rules, too. Whatever is most important to you, whatever you know you won't be able to handle in an RP partner, put that in your rules post. If you find the RPC tags for a fandom you like (and Tumblr will often help you with this by promoting other posts and blogs similar to the things you search for, once it figures out that's what you like), you can find roleplayers' blogs and check their rules out to get an idea of what sort of things might be most common, what sort of things other players seem to hope to find in rules.

If the idea of digging into tags overwhelms you, or you take a look around and decide nope, Tumblr RP is not for me, but I still want to try written RP, you can also look for blogs that are designed to help people meet so they can write together, often on Discord. @rphunter is an excellent example of those blogs and can be a great place to start, or even just a way to start seeing how people talk about RP.

TL;DR -- It's like creating fanfiction together (or original fiction, sometimes!), because we love the game, respect each other, and are cheerful nerds who just like to play. Roleplay is a very social hobby, and a lot of fun! If you're curious about it, I hope you give it a try! And hey I may be slow about answering questions, and may just babble and be the worst source ever, but I will always try <3 So please never feel bad for asking.

[eleanorandphantom]

Get to know me?

I kinda realized I never really introduced myself, so uh, hi!

My name is Echo :D I am pansexual and genderfluid, as for pronouns, I have no preferences, just don't call me an 'attack helicopter' and we'll be chillin'

I am 16, currently in Junior year, actually really enjoying it right now!

In most of my DR's my name is Eleanor, which is why its my user! I just feel connected to both names

Some non-shifting facts about me:

I have olive-green eyes

I have been singing/playing guitar/acting for around 10 years and I danced for 8 years (still dance for theater and funsies)

I play acoustic, electric, and a little bass

I am in a band as a lead singer and guitarist, we are called "Vessels of Rebirth"!!!

I am an alto-soprano! which is very fun as I can sing very diverse styles of music (my favorites being folk, rock, and gospel)

I am a Christian and follower of God, to whom I love dearly

Although I am a Christian, I do a lot of tarot reading, and I also see and speak with the deceased as well as have prophetic dreams on occasion. I currently have 3 spirits residing in my house, they are quite nice! (Also if you guys have any suggestions on incense please let me know! I need to add to my stash)

I do a ton of art, whether it be sewing, drawing, painting, photography, or making things out of materials, you will always find me with a new project (I'm currently working on a plushie bee for my friend in my Java class!!)

Speaking of java I am loving coding, that shit is cool

At the moment, I am leading in two shows (one is a murder mystery comedy, like clue, where the audience decides who the murderer is! The second is Spamalot, and I am the female lead, Lady of the Lake!!) I am also in the ensemble of Hadestown and doing crew for Little Mermaid! So a ton of theater stuffs going on (would you believe me if I told you I have 6 different theater-based DR's?? teehee)

I do a ton of reading, I love books; it's one of my dreams to have a Hobbit-inspired book room in my future house, complete with a circle door

I have a massive collection of plushies and stuffed animals, all of which I have named and remember perfectly (I love them sm)

My favorite colors are: forest/emerald green, sunset orange, TEAL!!!, deep purples, navy blue, maroon, pastel yellow, and blue/ashy grey

I am very Portuguese, and I love Portuguese food, my favorite being Bifanas

I have two pets, a 7 year old golden retriever named Ridge and an 11 month old ragdoll cat named Dexter (short for Dexteria, yes I am a DnD nerd)

Speaking of DnD, I am currently DM'ing three campaigns, and I'm in around 10-15 other campaigns, I love DnD a lot, it's one of my favorite hobbies

Onto shifting related stuff!

I have been shifting(minishifting partially, still shifting though!!!) since I was around 8 I guess? I didn't realize that was what I was doing at the time, and around 2021 I found out about shifting through a classmate (who brought it up at the most random time possible, an ELA class lol)

The first actual DR I ever made was a My Hero Academia reality, and by birds all mighty that script was ROUGH

But I still hold it close to my heart, even though it was so cringy

I took a break from shifting for like 7 months to a year at most, I believed in it, I just felt more content in my CR, but now I am at a point where I want to explore and be fully happy and learn and grow as myself!

Here is a list of my main DR's!

MPHFPC

Waiting Room

Phantom of the Opera

DnD homebrew (x3)

Better CR

Ever After High DR (x2)

Theater related (x6)

Apartment DR (x2)

Big Bang Theory

ASOUE

College DR (Harvard obviously)

Mad Scientist DR (before you ask, it's a book I'm writing, and No I am not the mad scientist)

Hogwarts (Not my favorite, but definitely for the vibes, witch-craft and ooo riding brooms is super fun! I kinda stay away from the main characters to the best of my ability, besides George tho, that man has my heart)

Those are my most recent ones, they all have their little quirks and loveliness that make them unique to me, if you have any questions about them I would be happy to answer!

I mainly post about my MPHFPC DR and more recently my Waiting Room, since they are the two realities I go to

I hope you guys enjoyed and got to know me a bit better, my asks/comments are always open so feel free to stop in and say ahoy!

Bye-bye for now :D