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[the-bar-sinister]

Heyyy, you're aplatonic, right? I think I asked the same question a year or so ago, but a hoe forgets and my OCD tendencies are acting up as well, so I'd like to ask if you have any tips for figuring out if you're aplatonic or aromantic.

Because I consider myself nebularomantic, which was originally coined to be on the aplatonic spectrum even though the suffix is -romantic, and I consider myself much closer to the aplatonic experience. But for the past few days I've been kinda... worried? That I'm wrong and that I'm actually aromantic. And honestly it's probably just my OCD because I get a lot of intrusive thoughts about my sexuality and my gender identity and they always force me to search definitions and stuff for hours until I calm down. But even if it's just that I would really appreciate any tips and tricks and resources, for assuring myself and calming myself down if nothing else.

Hey pal, I am so sorry that you're feeling that way, OCD and anxious thoughts like that are the worst!

I unfortunately don't really have any resources to give you because gender and romantic identity aren't something that I'm well informed or well read on. My broad opinion is that "labels are just a convenient way to describe your experience and nothing is every going to be perfect" and I'm not sure that will help you right now?

Like I personally don't think you can be "wrong" about your identity, every. Identity is a changing thing, and the language we use to describe the experience of identity is always changing. Whatever label you use is the right label in my opinion.

That said, that's just my opinion, and I can understand if that's not what you need to hear right now.

The only resource I really have for you is my own blog @aplatonicism but maybe anyone who sees this can point you toward more/better resources?

Either way I hope you can get the situation under control and feel better and more relaxed. I promise there is nothing that serious worth worrying about (even though I know it feels absolutely that serious right now!)

Sending you all our good vibes, pal.

[issi-loves-dannyric]

Moonlight- LH44

A/N: No I will never get over this GIF

Warning: smut with a little angst if you squint

This was inspired by the song Girls Just Wanna Have Some - Chromatics. You don't understand how much I love that song right now. Im going to do more song-based stories because these ideas are cooking for real.

Girls, they wanna have fun

“What is this Carlos?” 

“Baby come on” he sighs putting on his shoes 

“No what is this? I mean you hide me from the world, telling people we are just best friends but  is that all?” 

“We are friends. I have to go to the track, we can talk about it later. Don't forget your pass.” He says as he walks out of the hotel

Friends don't touch each other like we do

-

“Y/n” someone calls from behind as I walk towards the Ferrari garage 

“Lewis” turning to the man walking up

“Haven’t seen you without Carlos in a while” He says hugging me close. I knew Lewis had a crush on me for a long time, he even asked me out on dates but somehow Carlos was always around to prevent me from answering. 

“Yeah…sorry,” I say unwrapping my arms from him.

“For what?” He asks tilting his head to the right.

“For ignoring you for Carlos,” I reply continuing my dreaded walk to Ferrari.

“He’s your best friend, I understand” He replies following after me 

“Now more like just a close friend,” I say getting to the garage and earning a confused look.

“What do you mean by that?” He asks but somehow Carlos appears as usual knowing I won't tell him in front of Carlos he drops it to greet Carlos. 

“I’ll text you later,” I say avoiding Carlos’s confused look. 

“Yeah, well it was nice seeing you guys but you know, need to head over to Mercedes.” He says turning around not waiting for a response. 

“What was that?” Carlos asks 

“Nothing,” I reply walking away from him to sit where I will be for the rest of the race. 

“Drivers room?” He leans down asking as I look at my phone not daring to open my messages with Lewis near Carlos.

“You got a job to do” I reply earning a sigh

“I got time” 

“Focus on the race” I reply still scrolling on Instagram.

“Fine” he mumbles walking away from me, taking the chance I quickly explain to Lewis what was going on not expecting a response till after the race. I was surprised that he read it right before I could escape the message and responded.

“Y/n, you’re my friend, and I'm putting my feelings for you aside. You're not being seen as a person to him, you’re an object he uses anytime. I care about you but I respect your choices, you need to decide whether you are getting what you want from him or not. I will be your friend no matter what” 

Of course, Lewis was real about the situation, making the decision easier.

“You’re right, after the race is over, I need to leave.” I texted back 

“You know where you’re going next?”

y/n: Back home in Monaco 

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Closing the messages, I open Twitter looking at fans posting pictures of me ignoring Carlos for my phone already. Some defended while others were upset if only they knew what was going on. 

Lewis: Ignore what they're saying about you, You know the truth and you're going to do what's best for you. 

Y/n: I'm trying to, I'm going to deactivate my main socials once I leave. Only use my private accounts but even then I’ll ignore them.

Lewis: You know I'm there always, anytime. 

Y/n: Thank you Lew

Lewis: Of course

Turning off my phone finally I look up watching them start getting ready for the race Alex comes to sit with me putting on the headphones with me doing the same. Charles came over to get a good luck kiss from her with Carlos following behind but did not stop by me. Turning back on my phone, I text Lewis once again:

Good luck Lew, be safe, please. 

Hitting send before once again turning off my phone. 

-

The garage was erupting with joy as Charles came in 2nd place with Lewis in 1st and Max in  3rd, Alex pulling me with her as goes to greet Charles. 

“Good job,” I say smiling to Charles as he lets go of Alex. 

“Thank you Y/n. Carlos is probably in his driver's room” He replies assuming I would be going to comfort him. 

“He’ll be fine, it's not about him right now,” I say smiling at him before he’s taken away again. Feeling a buzz in my pocket I look down to see a message from Lewis. 

Lewis: I guess you’re now my lucky charm.

Y/n: Congratulations Lew

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“y/n,” Alex says pulling me towards the ceremony. 

“What's going on with you?” 

“Nothing,” I say while shrugging not trying to convince her. She attempts to push further but the ceremony starts. 

Lewis stands on the tallest spot holding the trophy up in the air before looking down onto the crowd. His smile widens when he looks toward where Alex and I stand, cameras immediately follow his gaze to me causing my face to heat up.

-

Moving my stuff back into my suitcase, I go through the big hotel once again making sure I have everything with me. This situationship with Carlos can't go on anymore, I'm mentally exhausted from trying to be with someone who doesn't want the same thing as me. Carlos stopped messaging and calling me after last night when I refused once again. 

Lewis: Are you leaving today?

Y/n: yeah, I'm following through with the plan. 

Lewis: Text me when you get home so I know you're safe

Y/n: of course 

-

Y/n: Im home safely 

Lewis: Good, I'll be in Monaco in a few days, see me when I get there.

Y/n: yeah, where are we going?

Lewis: how about we take Roscoe on my boat and just hang out for the day?

Y/n: Sounds good to me, I miss the baby boy

Lewis: I think you want to see him more than me

Y/n: No I love you both equally

Lewis: Sure, get some rest. I’ll see you soon.

-

Staring into the water I feel Lewis's presence behind me. 

“You know how to swim right?” 

“Yeah,” I replied looking back at him and seeing the smirk on his face. Quickly clocking what he’s about to do I try my best at pleading him not to.

“Lew no, no!” I shriek as he picks me up tossing me into the cold water. I feel him dive in near me as I break the surface and wipe my face so I can open my eyes. He breaks the surface immediately doing the same as me then pulling me closer to him, wrapping my arms around his neck. He wraps his arms around my waist securing me tightly to him. 

“Rude” I pout earning a chuckle from him causing me to turn the pout into a smile. 

“You looked like you wanted to swim.” He says shrugging moving one hand to my thigh and pulling it to wrap around his waist. Now holding onto him with my arms and legs, his hands go back to my waist but lower. Looking into his eyes they shift between my eyes to lips, “I want to kiss you” he states watching my face for a reaction. 

“Why not do it?” I respond tilting my head to the side and smirking. 

“It’s not a good idea…” he trails off looking away from me putting his head to the crook of my neck. 

“Sounds like you don’t believe that” I counter

“Your situation with Carlos…” 

“Who said I still want him?”

“What do you mean” he asks, the feeling of his lips brushing against my neck making me tighten my grip on him slightly. 

“You saw how he treated me, why would I still want him? Maybe I want someone else” The last sentence made him move his head to look at her. Looking between her lips once again, “god Lewis just kiss me already” I groan out getting impatient but he doesn’t need to be told again cause his lips are on mine. Hugging me even closer to him, his right hand drifts to my butt grabbing it. Moaning a little into the kiss he sticks his tongue into my mouth. 

“We should probably go back onto the boat with Roscoe,” I say pulling away from him to go to the ladder. 

“Ladies first,” he says allowing me to go up first. 

“Just say you want to see my ass next time” 

“So there’s a next time” 

“Of course” I reply going over to where Roscoe lies on the couch in the shade. “Hey baby boy,” I say in a baby voice scratching his head. 

“Why don’t you greet me like that” Lewis says watching her interact with the dog

“Your daddy is jealous of you Roscoe,” I say still paying attention to said dog. 

“I’m not jealous but you can keep calling me that,” he says with a smirk causing me to raise an eyebrow at him. “Just saying” he shrugs sitting next to Roscoe also petting the dog. Thinking of an idea, I walk up to Lewis straddling him. 

“So you want me to call you daddy huh?” I ask tilting my head down slightly at him. 

“Coming from you…it’s nice” he responds rubbing his hands on my thighs. Dipping my head into the crook of his neck I start kissing up and down it. He grips my thighs pulling even tighter against him. Removing my lips from his neck I peck his lips before shifting to get off him. Tugging me back to him my heat brushes against his now hardened dick making me breathe unsteadily for a second. “Should go back” I say with our lips barely touching. 

“Who is it that you want now?” He says not letting go or moving further

“You already know Lewis.” 

“Say it” he replies almost like he’s out of breath. 

“I want you, Lewis. Only want you” I tell him, he pulls me into a deep kiss. Wrapping an arm around my waist and a hand on my butt pulling me to grind on his hard dick. “As much as I want to do more, Roscoe is right next to us,” I say looking over at the sleeping dog. 

“You’re right” he sighs like he’s giving up. “We could do it in the kitchen or the bedroom you know” 

“Lewis!” I shout making him laugh

“I’m only kidding love” he replies kissing my shoulder before letting me go. 

“Come back to my house?” He asks moving to steer the boat. 

“Of course” I reply going back to cuddling and scratching Roscoe. 

-

“Go lay down,” he tells Roscoe after taking his harness off him. 

“You come here,” he says looking up at me. Moving from the doorway once I’m close enough he takes my hand in his, “Let’s finish what you started”. Pressing his lips to mine he lets go of my hand wrapping an arm around my waist and the other hand behind my neck. Letting go of my lips, he kisses down my neck making me grip onto him more and whimper. Kissing my lips softly before pulling me into his room. Taking my phone from me, tossing it onto the bed, Immediately going back to kiss me, pulling the bottom of my shirt up. Taking it off the rest of the way, he follows my actions looking down at me with blow pupils as he realizes I had nothing under the shirt. 

“Fuck” he whispers pulling me closer to him, then pushing me down onto the mattress. Moving to be above me he attacks my lips once again. Kissing down to my neck, to my collarbone, stopping at my boobs. Putting one in his mouth and squeezing the other with his hand causes me to moan. Letting go of my boobs, his free hand moves to the loose shorts I had put on while he harshly kisses my neck. Tugging the shorts slightly before I shift under him telling him to move so I can take them off.

Once they’re off I’m left naked in his bed, he does the same with his shorts going back on top of me. Quick to put his lips on mine, his hands wander across my body while I pull him closer. His right-hand makes its way onto my pussy. Rubbing it before putting his fingers in caused me to moan into my mouth. 

“You’re so fucking beautiful” he pauses resting his forehead on mine. “I’m so selfish, if I could have you all to myself I would. No one ever touches you like I do.” He says curling his fingers in me making me moan while looking up at him. 

“Make me all yours then” pressing my lips to his, reciprocating the kiss back. His fingers start working harder making me moan in the kisses more. 

“All mine.” He states while moving to my neck leaving marks but I can’t care, right? “My good girl” he adds curling his fingers again. 

“Lewis please fuck me“ I moan out wanting nothing more than to also please him. 

“You want me to fuck you?” He asks pulling his fingers out leaning back, pulling my hips signaling for me to turn onto my hands and knees. Rubbing my entrance with his fingers and tip, he repeats his question. “You want me to fuck you, love?” 

“Yes,” I breathed out “Please” I added. 

“Good girl,” he says pushing into me finally. We both moan as he slowly enters, “taking me so well”. He starts to gently and slowly thrust into me being careful. No longer being tense from the initial intrusion I push back into his thrusts. Taking that as a sign he starts moving faster, leaving us both moaning and groaning from the pleasure. 

Feeling my phone buzz somewhere on the bed slows down but doesn’t stop. 

“Who’s the fuck is calling?” I groan out feeling him lean over he grabs it reading the name. 

“Carlos is”

“Ignore it, block him after you fuck me,” I say while pushing into the slow thrusts. 

“Answer it,” he says handing me the phone

“Why?” 

“Just do it,” he says pushing in hard.

“Fine” I moan out not wanting to still. “What” I answer 

“You’ve been ignoring me.” He states 

“Oh oops,” I struggle out while he picks up his pace, putting his hand in my hair he tugs my head back so he can what he’s doing to me.  

“I miss you” 

“No you don’t” I breathe out trying to hold in my moans. 

“I do, I miss my friend, I miss our time together.” 

“You miss the sex” I groan out which could be mistaken for annoyance and unknowingly to him it’s from pleasure. 

“What’s the difference?”

“God you’re fucking pathetic” groaning out again trying to hide the pleasure Lewis is causing me. 

“What are you doing right now? I’m in Monaco right now”

“Not home, busy actually” I breathe out 

“Too busy for me?” He asks hope to get what he wants. Lewis getting tired of trying to be quiet grabs the phone. 

“Yeah, she’s a little doing other things you know?” He says finally fucking me harder and louder making me moan. Before Carlos could say anything he ended the call tossing the phone aside. Pulling me up towards him more by my hair, “You’re such a good girl huh?” 

“Yes,” I moan out louder. 

“Yes…” he trails off slamming himself into me. His other hand grabbed my throat. 

“Yes Daddy” I moan out making him groan. 

“All mine, only mine” he states letting go of me, allowing me to go back to leaning on my arms. Pulling out he turns me onto my back, he reinserts himself into me. “I want to watch you cum on my dick.” He says using one hand to rub my clit and the other to grope my boobs. 

“Lewis, I’m close” I moan out harder

“Yeah, fuck me too. You’re such a good girl, taken my dick well.” 

“Fuck cum in me please” I moan out as he leans forward pressing kisses up my chest to my lips. 

“You want me to cum in you?” 

“Yes, please” again moan into his kiss “I’m going cum”

“Cum on my dick” he states fastening his pace both hands and thrusts. Tighten onto his dick, arching my back as he continues his thrusts. Not longer after my release he comes, painting my insides with his cum. Pulling out he collapsed next to me, pulling me into his side. 

“I mean it, I want you to be my girlfriend” Lewis breathes out after catching his breath slightly. 

“I want to be your girlfriend” I reply looking up at him. Smiling widely he kisses me hard holding me closely. “As much as I want to lay with you, we need to get cleaned up.”

“You’re right, come shower with me baby girl”

—

The cameras that followed him felt like they weren't even there, he never moved far from me when they were around him. 

Some boys take a beautiful girl and hide her away from the rest of the world.

He jumped at the chance to show me off at the races. Holding my hand as we walked through the paddock, pulling me closer for pictures and only letting go to greet people but his hand quickly found mine. Becoming his girlfriend was the best decision I have made. 

- 

 This race, in particular, went on the anxiety was up, Max leading with Lewis following behind and Lando in third. Crossing the finish line he jumped out running over pressing his lips to mine immediately, “Told you, you are my lucky charm.”

“Congratulations amor, Te Amo”

“I love you too,” He says hugging me as close as he can. “I have media stuff to do, wait in the motor home,” he says before walking away.

Some boys take a beautiful girl and hide her away from the world,

I want to be one to walk in the sun. 

“Are you serious with him?” The voice of Carlos speaks up before I can slip into Lewis’s room. 

“Yes,” I say walking away feeling like I’m going to throw up…again actually. 

“What about our friendship?” He asks pouting 

“I don’t know, I need to go though” I sigh trying to get to the motorhome faster, feeling worse. 

The second I’m in the home, I lay on the bed with Roscoe coming up to my stomach. Nudging me slightly for pets rest his head on my stomach now. Drifting off into a nap until I’m woken by Roscoe’s growling. Opening my eyes and looking at where he’s growling it’s the door where his dad is coming. 

“ cálmate Roscoe” I groan feeling sick once again. 

“Roscoe it’s just me” Lewis speaks out walking closer, Roscoe now standing to protect me. 

“Roscoe it’s your dad” I groan again wanting nothing but silence so I can focus on not getting sick. This time he lets up moving to lay back down with me close to my stomach again. 

“Baby you okay?” Lewis asks brushing hair away from my face

“Yeah,” I quietly say with my eyes closed. 

“Are you sure?” he asks getting concerned. 

“Just not feeling great” I answered hoping the conversation would go away. Of course, it wouldn’t. 

“When we get back to Monaco, you need to see a doctor. Most of the time now you don’t feel good. I’m concerned.” 

“I know mi amor, I will. I want to go to the hotel and nap, go celebrate with the others mi amor.” I say finally shifting upwards. Slowly getting up from the bed Lewis is quick to make sure I’m walking alright. 

“No I’ll stay with you,” he tells me, not having the energy to fight him I just nod. 

-

The flight home wasn’t much better but some solace in it was that I was going to the doctors soon to figure out what was going on. Lewis holding me close as Roscoe will let him, “Just got to get through today then you're going to know what’s going on” he mumbles into my hair. 

“Mhm,” I agree, keeping my eyes shut and avoiding any lights. 

“Do you want me to come with you?”

“I’ll be okay amor,” I tell him finally opening my eyes to look at him. Pressing my lips to his cheek, “I love you” I mumble still placing kisses on his cheek before settling my head onto his shoulder once again. 

“I love you too, are you sure you don’t want me to drive you? I just want you to be safe, I don’t have to be in meetings tomorrow.” He asks again 

“Lew, I promise I can handle a short appointment. It’s probably something like chronic migraines. It’ll be fine, stop worrying and I will tell you what they say”

“Okay okay I will stop mi amor” he replies giving up and cuddling into me rubbing my back. Roscoe quickly noticed, coming up between us. “Roscoe come on buddy, again?” Lewis sighs but gives in to what the dog wants. 

“Do you want to stay with me tonight?” He asks earning a nod from me

-

“Congratulations, you’re going to be a mother. Other than that, the tests came back fine. It’s probably just morning sickness seeing as how you are only in your first trimester.” The doctor states making my heart drop, I’m going to be a mother and Lewis will be a father. We’ve never talked about it, we’ve only been together a little over a month. 

-

Going home first I shower then change my outfit to something loose. Looking in the mirror I finally notice I do look bloated but not much. I pick up my phone and keys before going back to Lewis’.

Walking into Lewis' apartment, Roscoe is quick to greet me at the door. Trying to wag the tail he doesn’t have so he’s shaking his butt excited to see me. “Hey baby boy,” I say quietly squatting to his level scratching his ears. 

“Hey baby,” Lewis says walking into the living room from the hallway. 

“Hey amor, thought you were going to go to meetings,” I say looking back at Roscoe who flopped to his side. 

“They were canceled, how was the doctor?” Asking the question I was dreading. Standing up from where I was squatting feeling I slight dizziness I pause rubbing my head. Lewis quickly makes his way over holding my face, “what’s wrong” he asks getting concerned. 

“Might want to sit down” I say looking up at his concerned face. Letting go of my face pulling me to the couch with him. Watching my face closely he speaks up, “Baby you’re scaring me just tell me what’s wrong”

“Okay okay” I sigh pausing and looking at Roscoe who got up between us again. “You’re going to be a father, surprising,” I say quickly making a shocked face. 

“You’re-“ pausing “Pregnant? You’re not fucking with me right” he breathes out. 

“I’m serious, amor,” I tell him still unsure of his reaction, but he smiles now. 

“I’m going to be a father” he repeats excitedly, “I wouldn’t want anyone else to have a family with” putting his hand under my chin causing me to smile. 

“I love you” pressing my lips to his 

“I love you so much” murmuring into the kiss. 

-

For the next 2  and a half months, Lewis and I move in together while looking for a house to buy. His words were that he wanted the baby to grow up in a nice house where it could grow. Lewis was adamant about hiring movers so I didn't stress my body. The past few race weekends I spent inside, in general, I've been inside. I'm not hiding that I'm pregnant but not shouting it at the top of my lungs. Plus the first stages of pregnancy were hard on my body.

This is the first race in a while that I decided I could attend announcing that we are going to be parents.

“Baby, are you sure you want to go?” Lewis asks as I get ready to leave the hotel with him.

“I'm sure Amor, besides Alex, will be there in case I need something,” I reply moving closer to him, putting my arms around his neck. “Stop worrying so much about me and worry about the race,” I tell him while pecking his cheek. 

“Fine but I'm still going to worry about you guys” He replies letting go of me and grabbing the keys, roscoes leash, and keycard to the room. 

-

The media were quick to snap pictures of us walking together hand in hand. The second they notice the bump the flashes start to go off faster. 

“Y/n” Alex shouts seeing me again for the first time in months. Letting go of Charles she starts walking fast over to us with Charles following with Leo in hand. “Oh my god, I didn’t know you were pregnant” she squeals hugging me before letting go, looking at my bump. Lewis and Charles greeted each other while watching us,  “I’m the godmother right?” She asks with a serious look

“If you want to be then yes” I giggle making her excited. 

“I have to go to the garage, call me if you need anything. Come to the garage before the race starts” Lewis tells me wrapping an arm around my lower back and leaning to kiss me. 

“I will” I reply pecking him and taking Roscoe from him who is happy to be with me. Turning back to Alex Charles is also making his way to the Ferrari Garage leaving Leo in Alex’s hands. 

“I can’t believe you didn’t tell me” she marveled walking further into the paddock. 

“The only people I told were our families and of course Wolff family as well” I comfort her.

“Have you picked names at all or know the gender” 

“No, and no, haven’t thought of names and choosing to wait to find out the gender.”

“So a surprise?” 

“Yup, but we should start thinking of names. We’ve been so busy with the house-buying process  that haven’t stopped to think of other things.”

“You guys are buying a house” she excitedly asks.

“Yeah, we want the baby to have a childhood home. Should be another month until it’s ours officially”

“Oh my god please tell me you’re going to invite some people over to see it.” She asked getting excited again

“I think we will” I smile 

“I don’t want to dampen the mood but have you seen Carlos yet?”

“Haven’t bumped into him yet, haven’t even spoken to him since the last race I attended.” I shrug. 

“I’m going to the Ferrari garage now, do you want to come with me? I don’t want to stress you out.” She asks concerned

“I’ll come with, I was friends with some of the mechanics so would be nice to see them again,” I reply looking back down at Roscoe who’s staring at me. Walking beside her a Mercedes admin is coming up to us. 

“Y/n, we want to film some content with Roscoe right now, do you mind if we take him?” Nodding I had the leash over to her smiling at the confused dog. The admin pulls the leash to get his attention but the dog doesn’t budge.

“Roscoe go with her baby,” I tell him waving not being able to bend down to his level safely here. Finally, the dog sadly waddles with the admin. 

“You know a lot of people say their dogs became extremely protective of their owners when a baby is on the way,” Alex says petting Leo’s ears. 

“Really?” I ask thinking about the time when Roscoe got in between Lewis and me or even stood guard randomly. 

“Yeah I guess so”

“That makes sense oh my god. Remember the last race I attended?” I ask her 

“Yeah”

“Well I bumped into Carlos while I was starting to feel sick, I went to Lewis’ motorhome to lay down. Roscoe came over to cuddle and when Lewis was trying to come in, Roscoe was going crazy. He was barely allowing him to come over to me.” I explain 

“Aw oh my god, you guys have the cutest family already”

“I know” I giggle being cocky with her rolling her eyes jokingly. Stepping into the garage handing Leo to Joris to take him to Charles’ driver's room. 

“Y/n” one of the mechanics shouts looking up from the car, “we heard the rumors you’re going to be a mom!” He continues looking at my bump,” So it’s true!” 

“Yes baby Hamilton coming soon” I laugh rubbing the bump. 

“The baby’s going to be a Ferrari fan correct?” Another asks crossing his arms 

“Of course, it’s dad will be your driver next season, and besides everyone is a Ferrari fan at heart,” I replied, earning a laugh and excitement from them. From behind one of them, I could see Carlos standing watching our interaction. “As much as I would like to stay, got to go to Mercedes. I will see you guys again soon and more next season” I say happily making my way towards the exit. 

“Y/n, do you want me to drop you off?” Alex asks concerned much like Lewis

“I will be okay” I confirm hugging her and kissing her cheeks. Letting go I make my way towards Mercedes. 

“Y/n” the one voice I didn’t want to hear speaks up, ignoring him I try to keep going towards the garage. “Y/n wait come on”

“Carlos please leave me alone” I groan.

“I just want to know something, is it his?” He asks making me annoyed. 

“Yes Carlos it is, wouldn’t have been anyone else”

“Are you sure?” he asks not believing me 

“He is the only person I’ve been with for how long I am. Now leave me alone” demanded walking off faster. The second I’m in the garage, Lewis is focused on a screen, I sit with Susie Wolff who looks concerned seeing how upset I look. 

“Hey, everything okay?” She quietly asks trying not to gather attention, especially from Lewis. 

“Just bumped into Carlos and he tried implying that Lewis isn’t the father. I told him there’s no chance it’s someone else’s. It’s not even a big deal but just- you know how pregnancy hormones are” I sigh still trying to be quiet. 

“Of course, I’m always here for you.” She says rubbing my knee making me smile at her. Leaning back into the chair I pull my phone out to see Lewis and I are trending with pictures of us together. “Bringing back your socials?” Lewis asks over my shoulder. 

“Think so, maybe make an official announcement” I smile turning to look up at him in his race suit already.

“I support whatever you do” he states pressing a kiss to my lips. 

“Alright, lover boy time to get in the car” Toto comes up putting his hands on his shoulders. 

“Alright alright.”

“I love you” pressing another kiss to my lips before letting go. 

“I love you too”

-

“Lewis Hamilton taking the Italian Grand Prix win, Verstappen in second, and in Charles Leclerc. This win is big for Hamilton as this is the first race in a long time that his pregnant girlfriend has attended.” 

Lewis runs over to the team hugging everyone before taking me in his arms, “all for you and our baby” he says muffled from the helmet. Kissing the front of it I let him go do his after-race interviews. Quickly met up with Alex again for the podium ceremony holding hands with her as we stood in the front with Ferrari, Redbull, and Mercedes teams close by us. Lewis standing on the highest podium holding the trophy in the air before kissing it. All eyes were on him but his directed only on me. Smiling I said “I love you” making him smile harder before doing it back. 

Liked by LewisHamilton, Charles_leclerc, Alexandrasaintmleux and 2,000,981 others

Y/nofficial: Baby Hamilton coming soon

LewisHamilton: My girl and our baby❤️ te amo

-y/nofficial: te amo❤️

Daniel Ricciardo: no more having to listen to him whine that you rejected him

-LewisHamilton: now just me simply for my girl

-Y/nofficial: who taught you that?

-LewisHamilton: I’m not old

-LandoNorris: lies 

Charles_Leclerc: if Alex is godmother then I’m godfather right?

-y/nofficial: haha

-Charles_Leclerc: RIGHT???

-LewisHamilton: don’t worry you are

-landonorris: why not me

-danielricciardo: Lando you’re a baby yourself, I should be godfather

-georgerussel: I should be

-Yukitsunoda0511: I should be

User1: not them fighting the be godfather 

-landonorris: it’s an important title, more than world champion 

-user2: LANDO LMAO

User3: Lewis and Y/n becoming is something I didn’t know I needed. 

User4: Carlos crying right now 

-Liked by LewisHamilton 

User5: Y/n is back and announced she is pregnant! I’m crying, you’re crying, we all are crying

-user6: Confirmed

-user7: Confirmed

I wanna be the one to walk in the sun

AN: requests are still open for all drivers, if I don't do yours then I might be struggling with ideas. I will try my best to get around to all.

Ofc also if you want more F1 friends my requests are there and we can become mutual.

[jessiemeows]

A Cold Comfort

A/N: Hey guys I'm back with another small little story :) It's just something short and sweet, especially with winter being around the corner this is how I think Astarion would care for his partner if they were to catch a cold from freezing temps! It also helps that in my current game, the date is Nightal so basically it is winter for them lol. Again, I'll eventually I will post my longfic but I've just been holding off on it because life got in the way :( but eventually, it will make it on here lol.

Pairing: Spawn Astarion x F! RedeenedDark Urge Tiefling, My OC Amaya, Selunite Cleric/Paladin

Word Count: IDK roughly 700?

Very fluffy and sweet, Astarion being the little sweetheart that he is behind closed doors. This takes place after Cazador and after Bhaal.

Story:

The bitter cold of the Grey Harbor's icy waters still clung to Amaya's bones. After spending far too long rescuing Omeluum and a bunch of gondians from the Iron Throne, she'd caught a nasty chill. Now buried under a mountain of blankets in their small private shared room at the Elfsong Tavern, she shivered despite the warmth of their bed.

The door creaked open as Astarion sauntered in, his silver hair catching the dim candlelight. His eyes narrowed playfully at the sight of the blanket fortress before him.

"Little love, what in the hells are you doing?" he asked, amusement dancing in his voice.

Amaya's reply came muffled through the layers. "Nothing. This happens to be the warmest place in all of Faerûn right now."

"Oh, I'm sure you're not as cold as me," Astarion drawled, a smirk playing on his lips. "But do let me in so we can share what little warmth you've managed to hoard."

A small opening appeared in the blanket mountain, and Astarion wasted no time. He shed his ruffled white nightshirt and slippers before diving under the covers. Amaya immediately entangled her legs with his, pressing her frozen feet against his.

"Tsk, I knew you were being dramatic. You're not even that col— BY THE NINE HELLS, GET YOUR ICE BLOCK FEET OFF ME!"

"You said I wasn't that cold!" Amaya protested, fighting back a grin.

"That was before you turned into a literal ice mephit!"

Amaya turned away with an exaggerated pout, only to be betrayed by a sudden fit of coughing.

Astarion's teasing tone softened. "Look, little moon, I simply wasn't prepared for you to be so cold, usually I'm the one that's frozen to the touch. But that cough sounds dreadful. Are you all right?"

"I'm fine," she mumbled unconvincingly.

In one fluid motion, Astarion wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her against his chest. "No, you're not. You're sick, aren't you? I knew you spent too long searching for that mindflayer. The Grey Harbor waters is treacherous this time of year—"

"Are you about to lecture me again about not taking care of myself?"

"I have never lectured you!" Astarion protested, then paused. "Well, perhaps occasionally. I just... I worry about you, that's all."

Amaya turned in his arms, nestling her head against his chest. He responded by holding her tighter, pressing a gentle kiss to her hair avoiding her horns from poking him in his eyes.

"It's just a small cold," she assured him between coughs. "It'll pass."

"This 'small cold' could worsen if not treated properly. I may be a vampire immune to such ailments, but I despise seeing you unwell. What if—"

"Astarion," she interrupted, "have you forgotten I'm a cleric? I've already taken medicine. It'll be gone in a day or two, hopefully."

"HOPEFULLY?"

"Now who's being dramatic?" She gazed up at him with those big brown eyes he could never resist, nuzzling closer with an innocent smile.

"Ugh, those eyes will be the death of me," he groaned. "You're fortunate you're so adorable. Would you like some tea?"

Her face scrunched up. "It won't be like that concoction you gave me in the Shadowlands, will it?"

Astarion rolled his eyes. "That was Shadowheart's recipe because you weren't eating properly then. I'm offering simple tea this time, love."

"Hmm... I suppose that would be nice."

As Astarion began to untangle himself, Amaya grabbed his arm. "Wait!"

"Yes, darling?"

"Can I come with you?"

"Don't you want to stay in your carefully constructed blanket fortress?"

"Yes, but I also want to watch you inevitably mess up making tea." Her laugh turned into another coughing fit.

"Ah, karma strikes swiftly," Astarion chuckled, unable to suppress his own smile. "Very well, come along. Perhaps we'll witness me somehow make tea explode."

He tossed his nightshirt to her and waited as she slipped it on, then wrapped her snugly in a blanket. After sliding his feet back into his slippers, he led her out of their room toward the makeshift kitchen that Gale created in the center of the inn's floor, ready to embark on his next great adventure: attempting to brew tea for his beloved.

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Some of my other small things I've written!

Underdark Trysts | Before Climbing the Netherbrain's Stem

[arminsumi]

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🐚 ꒱ BEYOND THE SEA

Armin x fem!reader

Chapter index / Chapter Ⅰ: Secret

Overview; a story of your forbidden love affair with Lt. Armin during the war.

Content; 1940s au, fluff, romance, drama

Warnings; angst, tragedy

A warm sunset light cast over Armin and Eren as they crossed over the bridge that lead to their barracks.

They kept a slow pace and absorbed the warmth of the dozing sun.

"So, are you going to tell me about that nurse who you've been swooning over?" Eren asked nonchalantly.

Armin responded defensively, "I'm not swooning!"

"Yes, you are." He replied with a smirk.

There was a pause of silence between them. Armin let out a suppressed sigh.

"I don't know her name," Armin began.

"You don't even know her name?" Eren interrupted.

"No, but," Armin continued regardless, "I remember hearing her sing down the corridors in the early morning. If I would hear her voice again, then..." He trailed off, almost murmuring dreamily at the end, because of the memory of you appearing in his mind.

Eren waited for Armin to finish his thought, but he never did.

"You can't find someone with just the memory of their voice. What did she look like?" Eren asked.

Armin was visibly struggling to recall the image of you in his mind.

"I can't remember too well." He finally responded, "But I recall her father; he had a sullen face that I won't forget. When he entered the ward once, he gave me this prejudiced look."

"A 'prejudiced look'? Oh, you've got to be kidding me, Armin. You're swooning over the Head Chief's daughter? Do you realize what kind of trouble that could get you into?"

Armin gave a sheepish smile, "I know very well the kind of trouble that it can cause, Eren. I already got in trouble once with him, when he walked into the ward while I was laughing with his daughter."

"What happened?" Eren asked half-sympathetically, half-curiously.

They descended the steps at the end of the bridge, and took a moment to look out onto the glistening sea.

"He called for her to meet him in private. They must have had a brutal argument, because afterwards I saw her wailing on her friend's shoulder, and the next day she didn't show up to administer medicine to the patients. I learned through her friend that she was moved to the East wing, and was forbidden from even walking near the West wing."

Armin distantly observed the rolling waves, feeling his spirit sink as low as the depths of the ocean.

But like a soldier, he quickly masked his feelings, and straightened his posture before his heavy mood affected Eren.

"Let's get back." He said.

Eren didn't say anything, but he mustered a sympathetic look for his friend. He could tell how great of an impression you had on him by how fondly he talked about you.

A deep navy washed over the sky, and dots of stars came out to gleam and twinkle.

The lamp posts lining the cobblestone road lit up. Armin and Eren headed down this road to the barracks, and just before they entered their bunk room, Armin turned to Eren and asked with great seriousness;

"Eren, can you promise me something?"

"What?"

"Promise me that you will keep this between us... if the Captain finds out, he's going to tell the Commander."

Eren scoffed, "I'm sure that would strip you of your 'lieutenant' title very quickly."

"Eren." Armin looked at him pleadingly, "I'm not the only one who would get in trouble; so would she, and I don't want that."

"Yes, yes, alright. I will keep it secret."

"Thank you." Armin thanked him with relief in his voice.

"What's a secret?" Connie smirked when Armin walked into the bunk room.

He had overheard enough of their exchange to become curious.

Armin immediately tried to brush off Connie's curiosity by acting a fool, "Huh?"

"I heard you guys! Come on, what's a secret? You can tell me. I'm the best secret keeper." Connie said.

Eren quipped, "Connie, you can't keep your mouth shut to save your life."

"Hey!" Connie frowned.

Jean snickered behind his sketchbook, so Connie spun around and looked at him.

"Don't you laugh! I'll snatch that thing outta your hand and show 'em what you're drawing — or rather, who you're drawing!"

Armin laughed under his breath while climbing into his cot on the top bunk, "What a promising secret-keeper."

"Mind your own business, buddy!" Jean snapped at Connie.

They playfully bickered, and to deter Connie's curiosity, Armin fueled their jokes. Anyone passing by their window would see the glow of light and hear the ringing laughter coming from within.

But by the midnight hour, the lights were out, and everything fell silent.

Armin tossed around in his cot, his mind buzzing.

"If you keep tossing around like that, your bunk is gonna come crashing down on me." Eren's voice sounded from the bottom bunk.

"You're still awake?" Armin whispered.

Eren spoke in a low voice filled with sarcasm, "Of course, I'm brooding on your tragic love story with that nurse." he said.

Armin excitedly sprung to life at the mention of you, "Oh Eren! I wish you could have met her," he rolled over excitedly in his cot to peer down at Eren, "She had something absolutely wonderful about her. I felt as fulfilled and peaceful in her company as I did when I first saw the sea."

Eren pondered Armin's words in silence.

Eventually, he replied teasingly, "Maybe if this whole lieutenant thing doesn't work out, you can become a poet."

"Hey now, you be careful with what you say. Remember, I'm on the top bunk; I could crush you." Armin warned.

"How intimidating. You should use that line on the battlefield next time, it'll scare them shitless."

The two of them giggled quietly.

"You're not the God of Destruction anymore, you're the Cot of Destruction."

Armin repeated the pun to himself to savor the humor. Connie stirred awake and grumbled for them to shut up.

"Hey, Connie, don't talk to me like that; I'm the Cot of Destruction, you know! I could crush you!"

"What on earth are you on about?" He mumbled sleepily and dozed off without catching the joke.

Eren and Armin's banter tapered off, the atmosphere became still again.

"Eren, do you think I'll meet her again?" Armin asked seriously.

There was a lengthy silence.

"It's more than likely." Eren speculated.

Armin fed on Eren's response as if it were the only thing giving him hope.

Once Eren fell asleep, Armin laid awake in his cot like a lonesome insomniac, daydreaming of you to whittle the hours down until the new day dawned.

The anticipation of his awaiting duties had his gut clenching with anxiety. He was no longer just a somebody on the Captain's squad, but a newly promoted lieutenant; expected to be the replacement of the Commander, should the war take him.

[killian-whump]

Hi everybody. Just a quick notice to let you all know there might not be any updates on this blog for a little bit. My mom had a stroke the other day, so keeping up with Colin --- Well, no. Keeping up with Colin is still possible for me, since he hardly does anything we can see anyway and the lovely soul behind @colinodonoghue will surely inform me if he does.

However, keeping up with this blog is gonna take the back burner for a bit, while I help my mom through this tough time and we all adjust to her new limitations and difficulties. I won't be checking my dashboard or seeing posts/mentions/replies on posts (including this one) regularly at all. I only have about an hour or so a day to catch up on ALL my usual things at home (the rest of the time is, for now, spent at the hospital, away from my computer), so please don't be hurt or offended if I don't respond to you here. I'm gonna leave Asks on so you can send me messages if you want to, but please be aware it might take me awhile to see them! I'll also be responding privately to them (or not at all to anonymous ones) so as not to gum up everyone's feeds with my thank yous ;)

I AM on Discord still, as it's the one app I have in the phone I'm borrowing for the time being. Username's the same, and I'm keeping up with the O'Donocrew server (you can join it here if you want to). But again, responses from me are slow and sporadic. Some days I have quite a bit of time to putter around, some days none at all. Please don't be offended if my responses take awhile and/or are a bit short.

As for my Mom's condition... Physically, she's doing pretty good and seems to be on track for a full recovery. There's weakness on her right side, a bit of spatial neglect (sometimes she forgets the right side is there), and some rigidity they're watching out for, but these are all things that are already improving a bit and should improve a lot more with physical therapy. Cognitively, she's a bit easily confused, but her mind is still sharp, her memories intact, and her personality unchanged. However, she's having the most problems with speech and there's a major disconnect between her mind and her mouth when it comes to being able to form words and say what's on her mind. It's highly frustrating for her and worrisome for us, because we want to make sure we're doing everything we can for her, but it's hard when she can't really tell us what she needs/wants. There seem to be improvements in this, little by little, everyday... so we're hoping with more therapy and practice, she'll keep improving and things will get much better. Overall, we're all so lucky and thankful it wasn't any worse, and we're being optimistic about the future.

Thank you for all the well wishes and love I know you guys would/will send. I always feel the love from you all - my mutuals, my followers, my secret lurkers... all of you, my friends. I love you all and will certainly be back as soon as possible to regale you all once again with my crazy hijinks and my immense love of Colin ❤️

Be well, be happy, and be good to one another ❤️❤️❤️

[novankenn]

J/C - the Idols of Beacon

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(Chapter Fourteen - the Storm Breaks (pt2))

Joan was nervous as she led Coco into her private room. She was a larger than life and intimidating person, and Joan was naturally worried about the reason of this chat request. She swallowed reflexively as she heard the door latch shut behind her.

"Shall we have a seat?" Coco asked, before adding, "We have a few things to talk about so this might take a bit."

"I... I only have my bed." Joan replied weakly.

"That's fine." Coco responded and Joan watched as the fashionista of Beacon plopped herself down on the edge of Joan's unmade bed, making a show of crossing her legs and giving Joan a wink.

Joan inwardly groaned and pressed her thighs together. She didn't;t understand it, but ever since the change. Ever since she transitioned from Jaune to Joan, she was finding so many more things... stimulating... Coco being one of the big ones.

"Joan, is everything okay?"

"Why... why do you ask?" Joan squeaked out.

"You seem a bit... flustered."

"I'm... I'm fine."

"Joan... please don;t lie. I can easily see something has you worked up." Coco countered. "Come have a seat. I want to have a little chat... just us girls."

Joan bit her bottom lip, before moving to take a seat on the bed next to Coco.

"So you wanted to talk about something?"

"A few things... actually." Coco replied.

"Like?"

"Well... a confession first, I think would be best."

"Confession?"

"Well..." It was now Coco's version to be bashful. "Do you remember a little while back... when Pyrrha walked in on you and Carla... having a little spat?"

"Yes?"

"Well Pyrrha let some of what you had said that day slip..." Joan's face went instantly nuclear red., and she made a move to bolt, only for Coco's hand to softly grab hers. "You don't have to do that."

"I'm sorry... I..." Joan didn't know what else to say. Coco's action to keep her from bolting, was so soft, comforting and almost intimate.

"I'd be lying if I said I didn't find it... flattering... and I can... I can promise you that I do take you seriously, even if I sometimes act like I don't"

"But..."

"There is no but. I like you Joan, I do, and I would like to see if things could... if we give them a chance... develop further... if you want to also try, that is."

"I... I..."

"You don;t have to answer, now or ever... I just wanted to let you know, and if you need time to figure out what you want... I can wait." Coco gave Joan what she could only describe the softest, sweetest and most endearing smile she had ever seen, as she released Joan's hand. "Now for the next confession..."

Coco fished out her scroll, and took a moment to open an app.

"I'm only being so upfront with you... because Piper... well she said she'd relax the 'No Relationships' rule for me... if I found out some very specific."

Joan felt her heart start to thump in her chest.

"It seems..." Coco turned her scroll about while activating a very specific video. "You or someone close to you posted a video... a rather sexually charged one of you dancing."

"I didn't!" Joan squeaked out, a very deep embarrassed blush blooming on her cheeks. "I wouldn't!"

"That's what I figured... but the question remains." Coco turned her scroll about, and gave Joan a rather suggestive smile. "I won't lie... it's hot... very hot."

Joan didn't know how to reply to that comment.

"But Piper wants to know how this video of you ended up uploaded... and I'm wondering myself... why."

"Why?"

"Why you would record yourself... performing in such a way?"

[thebiggestprickinheaven]

Rules~

You must be 18+ to interact with Adam or any of my muses for that matter. Hazbin Hotel is not intended for children and I am over the age of 18. I do not feel comfortable writing with minors. I check every blog that interacts with me.

Adding on to the previous rule, please make sure your age or age range is visible to mobile users. I do not have a desktop, I access Tumblr from my phone, so if I can't see your age, I'm going to assume you're a minor and block you on sight. If you'd like to message me privately to let me know you're 18+, that's fine too but please make it known that you are not a minor bc I will block you and if I find out you lied to me about your age, I will definitely block you.

Do not harass me about responding. I can understand being excited for a thread but I have a life outside of roleplay, as I'm sure most of us do. I also have depression and ADHD, inspiration is a fickle thing for me and I tend to drop threads without warning because I meant to respond and forgot or I just can't formulate a response. If it's been at least a week, feel free to poke me and we can talk about it.

Do not, and I mean do not, reblog my threads or anything else that doesn't concern you. This is the absolute quickest way to piss me off and get you booted from my blog. If it's a discussion post, obviously that's meant to be replied to and reblogged but if it's a thread or something that is personal to MY portrayal, don't steal it. You can reblog my Headcanons if we're mutuals but if we've never interacted, don't reblog my shit.

Adam is a misogynistic piece of shit and he's going to act like one. I don't condone anything he says or does, obviously he's a prick. Don't come at me if he says something out of pocket to your muse. However, if it's too much and it bothers you, let me know if I need to tone it down a little bit. I won't completely erase his personality but if he gets carried away, let me know.

That being said, I am not Adam. We are definitely not the same person. Do not treat me like him. Muse ≠ Mun

I am open to shipping! I have no idea what Adam's sexuality could be and I can't imagine anyone wanting to be shipped with him but if you want to date a gigachad, go for it

If you're planning on writing with me, please, please, please, please, please with sugar on top, for the love of all things unholy, give me something to work with. Plot with me! Especially if you have an OC.

I love OCs but as I previously mentioned, you are required to plot with me if you're going to throw your OC at Adam. I prefer plotting in general, especially since Adam is a character we don't really know much about and obviously if he doesn't canonically know your character, I don't either. Please plot with me, I promise I don't bite. Adam might though 😏

Think carefully when you send me things. If there's a specific context for the meme or starter you sent me, tell me. If I can't work with what you gave me, I'm going to ignore it or ask you ONCE to fix it. If you still continue to send me things I can't work with, I won't interact with you anymore.

If I block you, don't go to my other blogs and ask me why. If I block you on one blog, that obviously means leave me alone. DNI.

Non-RP blogs are not welcome here. If you're an anchor for a RP blog or blogs, that's fine, but if your blog isn't affiliated with the RPC in any way, do not follow me because I will block you. And RP hubs, make sure you make it known that you're attached to an RP blog because I might block you by accident 😅

I cannot STAND first person, script style or chat style RPs. Nothing against the people who enjoy writing them, I just can't do it. It's a personal pet peeve of mine, so please, if you're going to only write in that style, move along.

Do. Not. Godmod. This is my blog and my muse and I am more than capable of writing him. I have been in the RPC since I was 8 years old, I have 15 years of writing under my belt, I think I can handle it. If you think you can do a better job of writing my muse, make your own blog, but do not try to take my character from me.

When I post an open starter, I'm looking for interaction with that muse. I don't post them just because. Every time I post a starter, it gets likes but very rarely do I actually get interaction. That annoys the hell out of me. If I post a starter, it meant to be replied to. I don't care if y'all like it, but please, for the love of God, if you like it, reply to it! That's what it's there for!

Feel free to chat with me OOC, I promise I'm not mean. I'm just tired of not having my rules followed :p

That being said, follow my rules and we'll get along fine. Disrespect me and I'll block you. Plain and simple.

[airxn]

GETTING TO KNOW THE MUN!

ROLEPLAYER NAME: my name is luri and in the future i do plan on legally changing my middle name to lurianne ( because i respond to luri faster than my actual name oops oops!! )

ROLEPLAYER PRONOUNS: she/her and i don't mind they/them either!

MUSE NAME: the mains are airin and xavier, but i also have the emperor from bg3, canon-divergent oaki from botw / totk, and ikuto from shugo chara!

PREFERRED COMMUNICATION: i dont mind if we get each others vibes first in ims, but i do prefer discord because im always on there and will be faster to respond!

EXPERIENCE: i started rping on tumblr like, 11-12 years ago now? i haven't used other platforms and rarely use discord because haha... i forget...... replies all the time there...

PREFERRED ROLEPLAY TYPE: i love the usual para, but also adore the "texting" style and short form because in my experience it really dishes out character dynamics way faster than para rps.

PET PEEVES & DEALBREAKERS: the biggest deal breaker is not communicating when there's an issue that leads to toxic behaviors that affect other people, especially myself. other peeves are using your blog as your primary venting source AND using it to vague other people– be better folks and keep it private.

PLOTS OR MEMES: when it comes to plotting i prefer plotting the beginning of it and then letting it be by the seat of our pants until we need to discuss in depth again. i can not guarantee my muses will follow a plot and they will deviate depending on what's happening. as for memes, love them! especially when they're silly.

LONG REPLIES OR SHORT REPLIES: i absolutely struggle with novella. i will admit it. i hate writing fluff to fill in the space just so that it appears im also writing novella, but it doesn't mean i won't reply. you gotta give me.... 5-7 months to get back to you oops oops!! so i prefer like 3-5 paragraphs since that's way more manageable for me.

BEST TIME TO WRITE: mornings... when night hits, aka when everyone is active, is when i'd rather be gaming or watching something. the day is done! i must cocoon... but mornings is when i'll dish things out way faster and i don't use queue anymore. when im done writing, im gonna post it!

ARE YOU LIKE YOUR MUSES: airin and xavier will always be little pieces of me. can't change that since airin was my first oc when i was around 5 years old, and xavier came around in my early middle school years. so in ways, yes! I'm definitely like them since you can't avoid that with ocs so old and important to your childhood, but they're very much their own individuals.

i wasn't tagged by anyone so you should... steal this, just like i did :]

[the-cosmos-withinus]

Is there a list of rules of what types of ask we can send? If there isn't, maybe you should make one.

You know what, I'm just going to pin this answer. I've talked about it a few times, but I've never made a full list because there's very little I won't answer. The important thing to remember is that this blog is primarily an archive for artwork, lore and concepts for an AU Bragi and I are RPing on discord, but this is not an RP blog itself.

As a general rule, think of these asks as like a formal interview with actors and you should be fine.

Do not:

Send asks directly interacting with Philip/Belos or Astrophel like the anon inviting Philip to dance;. NOTE: This is especially important in regards to the limited interactions, if your intent is to create a situation for them to react to, you are not part of that situation . (see below). You are not a character in our RP

Don't send us... meme-y stuff that makes no sense out of context. Best example I can give is that a while back someone dropped a ProZD quote in the askbox and neither Bragi nor I knew what to do with it so I just deleted it. On a similar note, don't be deliberately mean to them, I will read that as anon hate and delete it.

I don't expect everyone to know the history of everything, so if you're off by a few years about when something was invented, like the shampoo ask that's fine, but don't ask a 16th century man about his thoughts on modern luxuries and technologies (you could ask Emperor Belos, but I'll just let you know right now that most of his opinions are that he stopped caring forty something years ago)

Please do

Send flavorful asks to the characters about their (era appropriate) opinions, relationships, thoughts on other characters, or

Send me or Bragi asks about them, changes to other canon characters, world building, lore, OCs like the Archivists or the Grimwalkers previous to Hunter.

Wanna know what your other faves are up to in this AU? the answer might be, "Bragi and I haven't discussed that" but you're welcome to ask, and we may even talk about it and come up with something before I answer.

Basically anything, besides the points on the Do Not list. If it's something I'm not okay answering I will only publish it to say so if you're on anon. if you're signed in, I will answer privately and actually probably work with you on how to put your ask in a way that makes it something I can or am willing to respond to.

Limited interactions

Key word here is limited.

You're still not a character that can interact with them, but an ask like "-gives Astrophel a story book-" is fine, it'll be treated like just getting an anonymous present

or "-a freak Boiling Rain storm blows in-" basically an act of god

Put these boys in Situations. You're not participating in the Situations with them, but you can create the Situations

Please, if your intent is to create a situation don't be vague about what's going on, or godmod

Since this blog is for sharing art and lore for a Discord RP, I prioritize RP related content, meaning if I want to draw a scene or add a new lore post, or even draw something silly for myself, I will do that before I answer asks. If I have not answered an ask you sent within one to two weeks, you can assume I've deleted it, either because it violated one of the rules or because I just didn't know how to reply to it.

[a-binary-choice]

Just a recap of what we do know (links to proof at bottom):

Ever since the little girl started sexually harassing Ted under his pics on Insta and under his tweets people have been telling her or asking her not to do this and to please treat him with respect. Even if her age wasn't in her IG bio months ago it was clear she is very young, and it is definitely clear NOW.

2. How this all 'started'

He was mentioned on Tw multiple times in tweet replies that this girl is a MINOR and that she should stop this. He was active on Twitter liking tweets, the girl had responded to his tweet about the dentist 'I bet you go to lots of wild parties Ted'. He 'liked' this reply, so he saw her commenting suggestively again and showed her he LIKES her reply. It's been clear that him liking or replying to her comments (she commented 'be my munch' months ago and Ted replied 'oh my...') has encouraged her to keep at it, because she never stopped and she has been saying to ppl, 'he thinks I'm funny, he always likes my replies'.

3. After he liked her reply about the wild parties he started to follow her. Mind you, he knew this 15 y/o girl had been posting half naked pics of herself on her public twitter, because he followed her almost right after a couple ppl notified him. Ppl say he doesn't have time to check everything... He is very active on socials, he even liked an older pic by a 22 y/o female fan, proving he def scrolls down on twitter accounts, because he had to scroll down several tweets to get to the pic he liked.

4. People are now saying some proof of DMs someone spread is fake (it was an edit the girl made, we weren't aware this was fake). Okay, that's fair. But let's not get side tracked. The real DMs will never be shared. We do know the girl showed off to her friends on TikTok saying he followed her (which we know is true because we can see it's true) and that he initiated contact by saying 'Why, hello [name redacted]', which sounds flirty and inappropriate. People are calling the girl a liar. But what if she's not lying about him DMing her now that he's following her? Would it be okay then? Even in a non sexual context it's inappropriate for a 57 y/o man to be social media friends with a 15 y/o girl, and we've already established there's a sexual context from her side at least, because it's been documented. Teachers get fired for stuff like this, because of the power imbalance.

5. If you're accused of something like this, what would you do if you were innocent? Would you stay quiet, waiting for it to blow over? Or would you do anything to show you haven't been doing anything illegal? What seems icky to me is that the girl has locked her Tw, so if Ted likes a lewd pic, no one would know. And if there's nothing disturbing or illegal going on, why are her Tw and IG profiles private and has she deleted her entire TikTok acc?

This is not drama, it turned into that because people launched personal attacks, I have been guilty of that as well. I won't anymore because that is not what this is about. This is about a minor being at risk OR a celeb nearly ruining his whole career because he didn't just tell the girl to stop, didn't just block the girl, but instead decided it would be smart to follow her and most probably DM her, initiating contact with a 15 y/o.

[kimium]

I was tagged by @m34gs in this post HERE. It's a fic writer ask game! I'm so excited to answer this. Let's start!

Tag Game:

Twenty Questions for Fic Writers:

How many works do you have on AO3? I have 256 fics currently posted on AO3.

2. What's your total AO3 word count? My total word count is 2,547,554 words.

3. What fandoms do you write for? I write mostly for: SDR2/Danganronpa, Fire Emblem Awakening/Fates, Katekyo Hitman Reborn!, and Twisted Wonderland. I have some other fandoms (Akudama Drive, Fire Force, D Grayman, Bungou Stray Dogs, and Magi sprinkled in) but they're minor.

4. What are your top five fics by kudos? My top five fics (all SDR2) by kudos are: How Did You Get In Here?, Waking Up in Pieces, Take it All, Your Kindness is a Lie, and Gradients of Colour

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not? Yes, I respond to comments. I believe if someone took the time to write me a comment the polite thing to do is reply back. Also, I think it builds a fun community on my fics where some people comment regularly on my fics.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? I think majority of my KHR fics have angsty endings simply because Shouichi is trapped with Byakuran no matter what. Not sure which is the most angsty, so it's up to you.

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? Honestly, I'm not sure. I usually end my fics on a happy note. I suppose the fic ending that has made ME the happiest is The taste of melon and the weight of a plushie fox.

8. Do you get hate on fic? I've had hate on my fics, yes. One of those fics I had the same person pester me twice. It caused me to feel anxious whenever I saw my email notification on my phone. I deleted the fic. You'll never, ever see the fic again.

9. Do you write smut? Yes, I do. It's all private though. I'm not posting it because the idea of posting makes me uncomfortable.

10. Do you write crossovers? I've written several crossovers with some unhinged choices. I have a Danganronpa/Assassination Classroom series, a Danganronpa/Kingdom Hearts fic, a Danganronpa/Bungou Stray Dogs fics: Night Sky and the sequel Unanswered Questions. There are some collaborated crossovers with the Glorious Bar AU (with M34GS) and our Twisted Wonderland/sort of Saw Franchise AU.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen? Not that I know of. I've locked down my fics due to AI scraping though. Just to be safe.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated? Yes, I've had multiple fics translated!

For SDR2: How Do You Get In Here? (Vietnamese), Your Kindness is a Lie (Spanish), The Birthdays (Spanish), Just a Moment (Vietnamese), 1000 Kisses (Spanish), and The taste of melon and weight of a plushie fox (Spanish).

For Akudama Drive: Exhilaration (And the Bottling of It) (I believe Mandarin)

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before? I have co-written several fics! First, I've co-written with @someobscurereference! For Fire Emblem Fates we have: Love Finds A Way and our Fates Mafia AU. And, as mentioned already, I'm a co-writer to the Glorious Bar AU and to our Twisted Wonderland Sort of Saw Franchise AU with M34GS.

14. What's your all-time favourite ship? Writing wise? Komahina (SDR2). Reading and in general? Satosugu (JJK).

15. What's a wip you want to finish but probably won't? I have three attempts at a FE Fates Kiznaiver AU that will NEVER be completed and I am sad.

16. What are your writing strengths? Writing scenery. I adore writing scenery and find it easy and fun. I also think I describe food well? M34GS has told me some food I've described in fics sounds like I've eaten it and I haven't.

17. What is your writing weakness? Sometimes I find writing what characters are doing between moments in the scene challenging.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic? In general I don't like doing it because of my comfort level with other languages. I'm fine with Japanese (speak a comfortable level) but characters like Rook from Twisted Wonderland are a challenge.

19. First fandom you wrote for? First fandom I ever wrote for was either Inu Yasha or Shaman King. First fandom I ever POSTED is a tie between DMMD and SDR2.

20. Favourite fic you've written? I can't say. I like all my fics for varying reasons and I dislike picking a "favourite". Sorry! But everyone else can tell me their favourites! I'm always so curious which one of my fics draws people in.

There you have it! My answers! I tag: @someobscurereference, @shreedle, and @a-little-harmed-shinra.

[theradicalace]

I used to be a user on TV Tropes, but a few years back, I was banned for something that wasn't my fault.  Here are the details:

I was a frequent contributor to the Complete Monster forum (the old one, which was closed last year, with a new one opening on January 16 this year), but one day, we started talking about some seasons of Kamen Rider that had no Complete Monsters, and another user said that there were more.  I asked which ones, but before the user could answer, my post was thumped, and a third user told me to stop asking pointless questions, which, because we'd been talking about Kamen Rider and other users had asked about it, confused me immensely.  I tried to explain that I'd been responding to the last post, but the third user apparently thought that I was talking back, and they hollered the mods.

Now I'm unable to participate in any forums (that also includes the Edit Banned/Suspended thread, so I can't make an appeal), edit or create any pages, read, send, or get any messages, write any reviews, upload any videos, or use the Wishlist, Ask the Tropers, Trope Finder, You Know that Show, the Trope Launch Pad, the Cut List, or Submit a Bug.  The Contact Us function is useless to me as well, because the only people who can reply to messages sent through that feature are the mods and the staff, and they won't reply to my asks.

Fortunately, I remember the (user)names of some people who use the site: ACW, Lightysnake, and TheMadCr0w.  If you really want to help me, it might be in our best interests if you follow everything that I'm about to say below to the letter.  Here's what I'd like you to do:

First, go to the mods of TV Tropes and ask them if it's possible to remove a thump from a post on a forum.  If they say yes, ask them if it's also possible to remove a thump from a post on a locked forum.  There are two ways that this can go.  If they say yes, ask them to go to Page 6082 of the old thread and remove the thump from Post 23 of that page (and Post 152048 of the thread as a whole).  If they say no (that it's impossible to remove a thump from a post on a locked thread), ask them if it's possible to unlock a thread, and if they say yes to that, then ask them to go to the page and remove the thump.  Tell the mods nothing of our conversation, my involvement in this matter, or of your plans to tell other Tropers to compare any posts.  Don't forget to specify that the thread you want them to go to is the one that ran from 2010 to 2022.

If the mods remove the thump, contact (in this specific order) ACW, Lightysnake, and TheMadCr0w.  Send each of them a message that lets them know that you have a few things to tell them and tell them to follow your instructions to the letter.  If they respond, tell each of them that the thump on Post 152048 of the Complete Monster thread has been removed and ask them to compare it with the previous post to see how they actually relate and then ask the mods for their input.  (Again, don't forget to specify that the Complete Monster thread that you're talking about is the one that ran from 2010 to 2022.)  Tell none of them anything of our conversation on Tumblr or my involvement in this matter, but do tell each of them to tell the mods nothing of your involvement in this matter.  Inform each one of them that you're contacting the other two and that they should send messages to each other as often as possible and make sure they cooperate.  After that, keep an eye on Ask the Tropers in case a conversation arises.  If it does come up, take part in the conversation so that (in case it's made private) you can tell me what was said.  (I don't want you to make an Ask the Tropers yourself; I just want you to look out for one.)

Remember to tell me exactly what you tell the mods and each user, and tell those users to tell you exactly what they send to the mods (and each other).  Don't forget to tell me exactly how they respond, and don't forget to tell each user to tell you exactly how the mods respond.

PS: There does exist a user called Lightysnake; they've just not made a Tropers page.  If you want proof, simply click on their Edits button.

hm. no, i don't think so. something about this seems incredibly sketchy to me, and i get the feeling you're leaving something out. your stating that the mods and staff "won't reply" to you and your insistence that i remain quiet about who all is involved strike me as especially suspicious.

i get rancid vibes from this entire thing, anon, and i'm not going to risk my own tvtropes account over it.

i'm sympathetic to your plight, but i won't be assisting you. kindly find someone else to bother about it, and don't contact me again, as i won't be replying.

[dilucofdawn]

I do not mind anyone who is under 18 following me and asking questions about my OCs / Interacting with the OC asking part of the blog. But I will not roleplay with anyone under 18. I write in paragraph format but I do not mind shortening or lengthening roleplay replies. Although if I feel like I can not add to a reply, I will tell you. I make typos,spelling errors etc sometimes, I try to catch them but they happen. If you're an ass about this then just go away. I don't mind corrections but I won't accept rudeness at a human mistake I adore OC x Canon and will jump at writing any of it, including self insert/sonas as well I do not / will not roleplay any headcanons about Crepus being abusive. I also dislike Fatui!Diluc but that's mainly out of any written format of it and just..him in Fatui outfits without any explanation. Anywho I am not a fan of writing any form of Diluc going against his own morals [Fatui,Yandere..being abusive] so please do not ask me to write them. While themes of abuse and other subjects may appear, I will not write any explicitly. I do not enjoy dead dove content in any form. You can request for me to try and write any character, but I may turn you down. The only major one I know I can not write is Kaeya so.. don't ask [I'm learning to write him] I prefer female characters to write. For my other muses I would enjoy writing include: Lumine, Jean, Ayaka, Furina, Navia and Eula. I am okay with NSFW but I would prefer to know each other for a little bit before jumping into it, along with the roleplay naturally going into it. (Altho I have clarified that I only roleplay with people 18+, I feel a need to double add this just incase) I am extremely private about my writing and I have chronic paranoia. While I may try to roleplay under public posts, I do not feel comfortable doing it. I prefer to roleplay in DMs or Discord. If there is any other platform please let me know [I do not use twitter under any circumstances so please do not bother with it] I love my own OC x Canons dearly and if you are uncomfortable with any (genshin) 'ship doubles' please be aware that I often have more OCs that I do not publicly talk about. I also do not believe in cutting anyone off because they share a ship double with my friends OCs. I do not mind saying "I can't/feel like I can't respond to this, can you change it?" and any other critics as long as they are kind. I also dislike most God x Mortal ships with the exception of immortal like or cursed (Eimiko and Neuvifuri ♡) OC's are exceptions

I am a lesbian and view Diluc (and other) characters as such. If I had to describe it, I would say its putting on glasses that you see everything as lesbian. This may be hard for non lesbians to understand and I get that. My personal headcanon varies but it is primarily he/him transfem lesbian Diluc. Therefore my writings may seem not as 'cis man' Diluc. (and also I'm a lesbian so my writing may come across that way no matter what if that makes sense hehe) Most Hetro romances can feel like femme/butch or fem/masc lesbians to me. Therefore I am not comfortable roleplaying MLM Diluc ships, Even if they are genderswapped etc. I already disliked most of these ships before I found out I was a lesbian, and others even if I don't dislike them are just too rare pairs/I have no interest in writing. None of the Genshin MLM Ships interest me and the few that do are not characters I am comfortable writing for. This does apply to OC MLM ships but I am more leniate and more open, but it may require me to have time to open up to the idea. This only applies to romantic/sexual roleplays. I am up for anything with any male character as long as it isnt romantic/sexual! I'm just very picky with MLM ships. Extremely so. I do not care/mind if you ship stuff that i dislike (with the obvious..proshit expections) just note that i wont be comfortable roleplaying something i dislike! also this doesnt mean i dont enjoy mlm oc x canons of diluc! just means i probably wont be good writing them. "Lesbians can write-" yeah they can but i write for fun and im going to do whats fun for me! (ive added onto this paragraph like 5 times) If you sincerely believe my consumption of ships in the media I like (which I am only publicly showing off one fandom) is actually indication of me hating gay men, I need you to go outside and realize that perhaps a lesbian may not want to write or consume romantic media about men in any form. [Which is not always applicable, I mainly feel this way about Genshin] That being said I am picky about Diluc ships but my main ones with Diluc include: Lumine, Jean, Ayaka and OCs>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> I do not expect anyone else to see Diluc this way, but I do feel a need to explain it. I do not expect roleplay partners to see the wlm ships as lesbian either. Just know how my silly views effect me.

[neverwilting]

#NEVERWILTING: A blog focused muses based in fantasy, high society, magic realms, royalty, and the in between. Medium to low activity. Mutuals only. Period based, only occasionally modern for AUs.

An independent and private roleplay blog for high fantasy, regency, and other period based muses. Features original and canon characters from various media, often canon divergent. 21+ only. Written by Charmy. PERSONALS & MINORS DNI.

BLOGROLL: ASOIAF multi

MUSES. OPENS. PERMANENT PLOT CALL. ( rules below )

GENERAL. Hello there and welcome! Typical rules apply. Please don't godmod aka write what my muses do. Don't rush me, I certainly will never rush you. I'm medium to low activity myself. Writing doesn't always come easy to me, even though I love it.

FOLLOWING. This is an age 21+ blog. If you have no rules, your age isn't shown/you just say you're "of age", or have no muse info then I won't follow. Minors do not interact, you will be blocked.

For canon characters, I can let the no info part slide if I know the fandom. OCs are always welcome and loved, but I need to have at least some info.

If you have a lot of posts that should be on a personal blog, that's also why I might not follow.

I rarely unfollow, but if I do then it's probably because we haven't ever interacted and it's been a while. Or if there's a lot of OOC drama.

ROLEPLAY. The best way to interact with me is by sending in a meme, to which you can always make into a thread. The second best is liking the permanent plot call and I'll come to you to plot! Just please also come with your own ideas and don't leave it all on me to come up with something.

WRITING. Your muses can do anything to mine; hug them, try to fight them, kiss them, etc. Just know that they'll respond in turn, like normal people. I usually use images in my posts, even if my partner doesn't. As for replies, I take a while to reply to longer threads. This is due to irl things + needing to be in the right mood (or else I'll just stare at drafts forever).

SHIPPING. I don't mind pre-established friendships or familial relationships, with plotting, but shipping is the only thing that requires chemistry first. I'll rarely initiate a ship, because bringing it up makes me anxious, but if you think our muses go well together then 8 times out of 10 I'll probably agree.

I don't write smut, the furthest I'll go is making out and then fade to black. I do enjoy writing other things that revolve around romance, like angst, fluff, and growing family plots. I have regency muses, so obviously I'm a hopeless romantic.

TRIGGERS. I have no triggers, except for trypophobia. Please tag that. Triggers, such as miscarriage and alcoholism, may be present in my muses bios. Alcoholism is a reoccurring problem in Marie's life, because of her brother.

REGENCY. I know there's a lot that goes into writing regency muses and I do my research. If I make any mistakes, please kindly let me know. My muses aren't 100% historically accurate, but I try to be true to the way of life women in that period would have. I'm also more open to shipping these muses and to marriage of convenience plots.

OOC. Call me Charmy (she/her). Mutuals, don't ever be afraid to message me for plots or send in asks, even if we haven't plotted :) Let's have fun!

CREDITS. cavalierfou, stephysource, rinadragomir, concinnitytm, poohsources, kingsleigh, jeynedits, calisources, helppsds, baeps, kpopcolourings, 94wnd, raven-orlov

[theneonsoul]

Welcome!

My name is Neo, he/him (21), I have other blogs. @thevillainoussoul where I just post art and reblog random things, and @kindsoul-kindtale which is an undertale AU comic that I've now made more readable!! I also have the blog @talesfromavillain where I just put au info.

I DO DRAW SUGGESTION ASKS AND WILL ONLY PICK ONES I FEEL LIKE.

I can do RP asks with almost any UT, or UT AU characters. My own OCs included. But, no RP will continue beyond asks and is strictly if you ask a character a question or want to tell them something. All replies will consist of my own headcanons about the character. No private message RPs.

Do not send sexual asks to characters that are minors (Soul, Kind, Chara, Frisk, or any AU version of Chara and Frisk, regardless of their age in the AU). Keep sexual things to just being a bit suggestive, no "I fuck this character" I will not respond and you might get blocked.

I might post something suggestive but won't post any porn. I will think of a tag for the suggestive stuff.

Any and all discrimination will not be tolerated. That includes the use of the r-slur. If you see anyone being discriminatory or I posted something from someone who is, please let me know if I seem like I haven't noticed (and be nice about it.)

Try not to have any arguments in the replies, be civil.

If you see Soul or Kind, but they look older, on my normal blog, then that's because there are two versions of them. UT them and non fandom them. Seven also has a UT and non fandom version. That's because I'm also using them for my own story.

OC/Persona introduction!

Below the cut

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Persona

My usual persona. He also wears masks. You might see him sometimes. I just call him hoodie.

UT persona (human and monster ver.)

My UT personas, just call him Star, there's a monster version because that's just fun. Monster version I just thought of bunny and mouse combination.

Seven (trans man, he/him)

He is actually named after a Mystic Messenger character and not because of the human souls. The name is fitting in the human soul context though. He was a self insert, but no longer is (he was in like 2015/16.) You might see ship art of him and Sans as I'm letting my inner child live as I was too scared of making self insert x canon as I was scared of being called cringe at the time.

Soul (he/him)

I can't say much about him at the moment.

Shown in image with Kind.

Kind (he/him)

Can't say much about Kind either but that's because you're supposed to learn about him through my UT AU story. (@kindsoul-kindtale)

Kind (left), Soul (right)

Image is edited for the purpose of showing the colours. I have not gotten to properly redesign Soul.

Silver (He/him)

An old skeleton oc had the name "silver storm" and I'm letting that oc keep "storm" and call this guy Silver. Works perfectly since I took the high collar that's not folded down from Storm (storm had both a human and skeleton design and is no longer a skeleton)

Hazel Pecan (she/her)

Yes, her names are just the names of nuts, sue me. She is just a npc type character that you can interact with and fight is the idea. She's just a sweetheart.

Overworld and (coloured) fighting sprite.

Unnamed Deltarune OC (he/they)

He was first a TV personality type character, but I've decided to make him into a silly scientist instead. (I have no drawing where he is coloured yet.)

Line-up

Just a little line-up of the characters, plus some actual undertale characters but how I colour them.(Only one missing is the Deltarune oc as that's 1. Slightly different style wise. 2. I don't actually have a full design of the character.) Other UT characters are supposed to be added, but, I don't need them for the intro post.

[unladielike]

Disclaimer: I'm only posting about this because someone has been block evading and stalking my blog to pick fights instead of talking things out with me, which I've been told by a friend classifies as harassment and a form of cyberbullying, especially when I did not respond to him/interact with him beyond a now deleted vent, so I'm just gonna talk about this and hopefully never have to address it again... because this shit is very tiring and I have been putting up with it for days on end now, especially while it had been my birthday at some point.

I just wanna say that if you ever feel like I had officially wronged you in the past, I don't mind apologizing for it, but to continue slandering me for my past wrongs on a public platform instead of privately venting to a friend or talking to me about it is not the way to go.

Of course, I won't deny that I wasn't always the best partner, but I've been here on this hellsite for at least 8 years or longer now, so it's not like I can recall every instance where I dropped threads, not follow through in interacting with past mutuals, or even hurt someone without personally knowing.

Granted, I get people disliking me happens to be an inevitable part of life, but blocking me should really be the end of it. Seriously, if I have not once bothered you or harassed you first, that does not give you the grounds to repeatedly stalk me, vague about me, or argue/debate with me in the replies of a confession blog (especially when you have me hard-blocked).

It's also very disingenuous to claim I'm still the same person that I was years ago, so if needed, I will defend myself, but I think many of my mutuals who have been here since the inception of this blog can personally vouch for the fact I do practice what I preach and know that I now ship with only two people at best and have moved past the point of caring about giving my OC more romantic ships without the proper substance, development, or build up.

It should also be noted that I constantly bring up I have autism if only because it affects how I communicate with others/how I get my points across and to pretend it doesn't would be a huge disservice on my part, as it does affect my social skills, both online and offline. That, however, does not mean I'm using it as an excuse but as an explanation, because too often, I have experienced neurotypical folks being ableist towards me and holding me up to neurotypical standards (ie: thinking I would be able to get hints if they somehow enforce the silent treatment) and unlike many others, I don't have the luxury of acting like I don't have it, because it's a permanent part of who I am that I can't completely mask no matter how hard I might try to do so.

Of course, that doesn't mean I'll refuse to be held accountable for my actions, but at the same time, I won't hesitate to speak out against ableism, point out how I have a different perspective on things due to me being neurodivergent, or defend myself if I feel like I'm being unfairly treated.

TLDR, though? Just talk to me or vent about me privately. Like, I honestly believe I'm a reasonable enough person, so if you tell me I did something to hurt you, then I will listen and apologize, but continuing to obsess over me/hold a grudge against me/misconstrue my points when I haven't been mutuals with you in years like some creepy, butt-hurt ex is not the behaviour of an adult. It's the behaviour of a child who can't let things go.

And believe me, I get being salty, but vaguing about someone more than twice in a row on tumblr is genuinely not a healthy outlet. Of course, it would be one thing if Tumblr was a site where you can set your blog to private like Twitter, but anything you post can be seen by the general public, so at the end of the day, you're achieving nothing by typing out misinformed clapbacks but make yourself look like an ass.

Also, be careful when using the phrase, 'Don't use your autism as an excuse', because depending on the context, it can come across as mansplaining or an ableist, thought-terminating cliché at best.