#if any of these strike your fancy... 👀)

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► MUSE PREFERENCES

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Possible relationships: friends | classmate | co-worker | roommate | family, real or adopted | dating or blind date | married | friends with benefits | unrequited love | lending a hand | teacher - student | rivals | allies | partner-in-crime | enemies | protecter - guarded | business partners | spy - infiltrated | manipulator - manipulated | star-crossed | first meeting | other 

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Feel free to: message me ooc | message me ic | tell me your ideas | write a starter | answer one of my opens | send a meme | reblog this with your preferences - let’s find common interests!

canon likes to not focus on the kairi and riku dynamic but i remember. nomura you can't make me forget kh1 to kh2 and all the shit riku endured for kairi and the clear same level of care she has for him even if you only let her show it for like five minutes at most or have pieces of it mirrored in their relationships to other characters and barely acknowledge it otherwise. i'm not gonna delve too deep into this here because i'm already in the middle of doing a long ass post about what riku means to kairi so time to put a pin in that and onto plot ideas!

maybe threads were they talk about what's on their mind? they clearly do off screen. and let them tease each other oh my god. let them support each other while also being able to drag each other for little things. meeting riku exponentially increased her snark capabilities. just like how riku was protective of kairi, she is protective of him, though it tends to usually manifest in different ways, and they both could take it a bit too far unintentionally or not ( side eyes kh1 ). and a background element i vibe with? right person wrong time missed opportunities but echoes of it still there on both ends (*cough*orwecoulddosomethingwiththat*cough*).

sparring sessions! riku did visit her while she was learning under merlin so let them take a moment to train. the master can show her the ropes lest she run off into a crowd of heartless wildly swinging the keyblade around again.

you know, one thing they can have is their own long running score over anything and everything. from arcades to those table games like air hockey and soccer to who manages to bean a specific branch the most times with a rock to surfing to fishing to card games like triple triad to who can catch the most peanuts in their mouth to whoever can stomach the most donuts. just random things they do together and turn into an impromptu competition, and because it's been going on so long they sometimes get the current tally wrong and insist they're the one in the lead.

next time riku goes to destiny islands someone ( selphie? ) should really hand him the stack of sealed letters addressed to him by kairi but were never really intended to be sent since he had been mia off the islands for over a year. i wonder what they say...

oh, ha, maybe, one day, they're talking and kairi just casually mentions something in conversation that riku picks up on though she breezes past it without much thought like it's common knowledge but it isn't. because. because he thought she didn't know about it and the only time he mentioned it to her was during that time in kh1 when he had her empty body and implications are there now and

au time. *looks at your dark route* *looks back at you* p,,, please.

i too have an au or two you can peruse *trips and a bunch of aus falls out of my pocket* altered memory kairi living with namine during com and completely forgetting her former life and friends and can't recognize them when they find her, kairi winding up with her keyblade and clashing with sora over the better way to help riku who was missing his heart, sora not quite saving kairi in remind and being booted to quadratum leaving kairi kinda dead to haunt the narrative from the final world as a formless star and riku is the only one she can connect with, crossover verses- *scrambles to shove them back in my pocket* anywaYS I'm down for anything! Just hit me up! Or I'll hit you up.

[targentis]

my good friend tief what authors do you recommend :3c

OHOOOO OHOHOHO I AM GLAD YOU ASKED!!

here are some of my absolute all time favorite authors for your reading pleasure:

V.E. Schwab - absolutely adore her unique and lyrical prose and richly developed characters. i also love that she writes a Lot of different types of stories and never really sticks to just one expectation of her “brand”. for you i recommend Vicious and its sequel, Vengeful (superhero duology from the perspective of the “villain”; protag is canonically aspec with the most wonderful found family of misfits)

Caitlin Starling - she writes mostly historical fantasy/horror and she Also creates some of the most captivating characters and plots i’ve ever read. of course i recommend The Death of Jane Lawrence (autistic protag marries a surgeon for Practical Reasons and finds out his spooky mansion outside of town may be haunted. it’s one of my favorite books Ever. but it is in fact pretty heavy on the horror elements esp wrt body horror if im remembering right so Beware)

Gillian McAllister - to me, she is the master of pacing. she writes books that are the epitome of “unputdownable” because every sentence—especially the final sentence of each chapter—is another hook. it’s awe-inspiring to witness. she mostly writes pretty standard thrillers but i recommend Wrong Place Wrong Time (high concept thriller where a woman witnesses her son commit a murder and the next day she starts waking up in the past)

Samantha Downing - oh boy! she is the queen of “unlikable” protagonists. i absolutely ADORE her, because she writes these bad people doing bad things for fun and revenge with such depth and delight and i wish more authors would do this. also, her plots are twisty and fun. i recommend For Your Own Good (grumpy teacher at a snooty private school poisons people and it all gets So out of hand. i read this in one sitting. it was that good.)

some honorable mentions are Chuck Wendig (horror writer and author of Damn Fine Story; if you want to read a book on writing craft that is both full of incredible advice and is really fun to read, read that book first. then read his other work to see him put it into practice. it’s awesome), Lisa Jewell (prolific thriller writer; her work isn’t really anything special, but she’s reliable in that every single book she makes is about the same quality so i use her as palate cleansers in between books sometimes AHFJSJ), and Kristen Lepionka (she made the private investigator genre fun again)

[zg0nuwa]

Birthday sex with Bi-Han 👀 do you think there’s a difference depending on who’s birthday it is?

he doesn’t strike me as someone who would put much effort into birthdays. to him its just another day and he doesn’t really understand what the fuss is about. although he might indulge you if you beg him hard enough ( he would say yes instantly but he loves to hear you beg for him )

if you do something like a romantic night, dressing up in a fancy lingerie and getting all dolled up, still he wouldn’t think much about it. to him any reason for sex is good so it doesn’t matter if it’s his or your birthday.

although he might start to like this little tradition of yours if he gets you all to himself for an entire day.

also i’m really sorry for the delay on answering asks but i’m having some rougher days recently. i will answer what i can but please be patient

[vafr0]

Hiii im only just finding your blog cause of soul and neo (the atlas and valerius request which chefs kiss btw) in the server and maybe got a lil curious about the requests 👀

I always feel guilty doing these lmao but if youd want to ive got three fully designed mcs. I dont wanna put any pressure on you so if you dont see one that strikes your fancy (or even if you do lol) definitely feel free to ignore this!

Their references and masterpost can be found here:

Vaura (Lucio Mc)

Marsom (Muriel Mc)

Samuel (Julian Mc)

Thanks anyway for even opening requests! Its a really sweet thing (and i know it definitely made neo really happy) 💛💙💛💙

I really like all your MC's, but I can't miss the opportunity to draw Muriel

[danyvhell-writes]

vere hcs? preferably for a sub reader but it's fine either way!! thx a lot :P

General Vere headcanons (Touchstarved)

GN reader - no warnings | Thanks for the ask <333 Took me more time than I planned but here it is ! (Sorry for the wait lil anon, I was quite busy this month :') Writing about him was so fun, he's just so malicious and silly ?? Hope you'll like it hehe >:)

• Anything becomes a reason to tease you ! A little smile you gave him ? A blush ? Stammering even just a bit ? He will tease you to death if he can.

• He sees everything. Think you can hide something from him ? Ah, how naive of you. If something bothers you he will know, don't try to put on a mask. "Oh someone seems upset hm..." "No I'm not !" "I just said someone, why do you think you were targeted MC ? Care to explain yourself ?" he says with his devious little smile. You don't even need to speak, he reads you like an open book :').

• Not one to talk about his feelings openly but definitely makes you know when he appreciates your company ! It might be by taking you to private operas, going to fancy teahouse, gifting you little paintings he did, inviting you for shopping and more...

• Want to know how he truly feels ? Pay attention to his ears. They tell a lot more than he does, depending on how they twitch, their angle and much more... reading him becomes way easier.

• Would 100% write you letters. Casual letters where he just writes about his life, spicy letters where he describes in various ways how he would devour you... Whenever he needs to express something, he writes to you and doesn't even expect an answer ! You'll open your enveloppe and see "I can't believe Vanessa, this absolute rotten bitch, stole my silver ring ! Can you believe it MC ? I should rip her finger off with the ring and keep it so she remembers her wrong..."

• If he can get any reaction from you, it's a win. Loves to see how you'll respond to his flirty proposition, especially if you get flustered 👀

• You know this type of people who hit furnitures/stuff when they laugh ? Well Vere does it but with his tail, tell a funny joke and you can be sure you'll get hit (gently...or not) with it !

• Would be thrilled to analyze your sketchbook if you're an artist. Trying to hide it from him ? Not an option, you will show him everything ! I just know he'll sneak it to look through every pages, taking notes of striking elements and how your artstyle translates with different techniques.

→ Drawing sessions with him omg ! At first he'd joke about needing a live model and why not try nude modeling but at the end you guys end up super concentrated in your respective art piece. Definitely wouldn't mind becoming your muse tho...

↑ Adding into this but, he'd leave little notes and cute doodles when you're not looking. You just open your sketchbook and see next to your recent stuff "The lines are timid I know you can do better ;)"or "I was there..." or even "Draw me next time ! I'll be the best piece."

• The both of you together can easily become absolute menace to society. The cheer chaos you can cause is too much for this city ! If Kuras ever finds out about your malicious plans, he'll be disappointed.

• Will let you brush his hair and tail if you're good enough. "Mess with my hair and you know what awaits you !" Please convince him to try new hairstyles, make him even prettier than he already is >:)

• As much as he is an expensive fox, he'll enjoy homemade gifts. He won't show it too much but he keeps everything you've made for him at his place. Bonus point if it's decorative pieces ! (The thought of you taking time to put effort into something for him makes him smile more than he can admit).

• This man likes to cook so don't hesitate giving him recipes you like. Not sure he'll succeed preparing them but the effort is always well put ! If you're good in a kitchen, he'll find an excuse to cook/bake with you.

• Enjoys showing you around the city, especially secret places. He doesn't just share his secret spots with anyone so you can feel privileged !

→ Talking about spots he likes, he will take you to his favourite restaurants. You'd expect fancy, luxurious place but no ! Most of them are little family business owned by the same people since decades. The food is straight up heavenly and you let him know. "I've been around this city long enough to know the best places ! You shouldn't be surprised."

• Grows really protective of you. Of course he knows you can defend yourself, but if anyone dares to hurt you, they'll have to face lethal consequences. Anyone threatening you "Do you want me to break their kneecaps ? I can also hit their sciatic nerve if you wish ! Or maybe-" "Vere no."

• If you enjoy some good gossip, you're gonna be fed just right with this guy ! We know he knows everything, he's the ears of the city. Juicy drama to shocking revelation, he's got every type of story in stock ! All you gotta do is ask and the conversation will last for hours.

• If you're in his presence, forget about personal space. Your space is his now ! His body will always be in contact with yours, even if it's not noticeable at first.

• Makeover ? Yes. You will be his personal doll. If he has to test outfits, color combinations or other stuff you'll be his subject ! He'll try a lot of different clothes on you until you look like the hottest person alive (after him). Dressing you up is one of his favourite activities and of course you guys would wear matching outfits. You two are just ✨fashion✨.

• Don't know why but I feel like he would love playing board/card games, especially if they involve money ! Think you can win against him ? Nope no chance, bluffing is too easy for him and he's an absolute beast (pun intended). Just picture him playing 'loup-garou' (The werewolves of miller's hollow in english I think ? My french ass can't remember), I know he'd kill it !

• Has a very distinctive laugh. You could hear him from miles away and recognize him instantly ! Also it's kinda infectious, if he starts bursting out laughing, you'll easily follow into it.

• This man growls. Like literally. It doesn't happen a lot but whenever he does it always surprises you.

• This is him :

[erisweekofficial]

Tonight we are celebrating @lady-of-tearshed 🧡

🔥 She writes both Eris x OC and Eris x Reader and you can check out her Eris masterlist here. (Psst she also writes for other characters/books too!)

❤️ If you need a place to start, we recommend with A Court of Sins and Nightmares featuring her oc Alessia Mors. You're truly in for a wonderful time. 🥹 10/10

👀 Read on below to learn more about Eve's writing process and what Eris's favorite meal is

What inspired you to start writing for Eris x Reader instead of any other pairing for him?

Well, I have paired Eris with Oc's. But otherwise I do pretty much X Readers just because I haven't yet worked with writing Eris with any other pairings. I might do, though, eventually!

What role does music or other media play in your creative process?

Oooh! Love that question. Music do play a huge part in my creative process when I write. Most of my ideas come from verses in songs. I also use Pinterest a lot and just scroll through my board to find inspiration (or motivation, eheh) to write.

What do you think are Eris's greatest strengths?

His cunning mouth. That male can achieve lots of things with that mouth of his. Eris is snarky, but wise. He knows where, when, and how to strike someone so it'll make a bigger impact.

What do you think is Eris’s favourite meal of all time?

Mh... I imagine Eris to like basic, paesant food. Like, the man is so used to eat fancy cuisine, and fussing over which spoon, fork, knife to use, that once he'll taste good old meatloaf for the first time... He'll just enjoy how uncomplicated it is to eat it, and how enjoyable a simple meal can be. Bonus point if it's made by one of his loved one, who he can truly be himself around.

[oddballwriter]

Car sex with Jake Lockley? 👀

Warnings: mentions of unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it people), being a slut and Jake being a manwhore  

I’ll shut up now. Enjoy! And don’t be afraid to request.

Car sex is honestly Jake's specialty

He'll fuck at home, he has no issue with that, but something about getting it in the back seat of his car or even in the front seat too cause he's freaky like that

There are three things Jake knows by heart and that's when to strike, where the nearest bar and diner are at any given location, and places to park when y'all want to fuck in the car

Jake literally is prepared for car sex at any given moment. He's got fancy seat covers for the back seat that are soft so you're comfortable and also stain-proof for when things get messy and he knows a bunch of spots that won't have you guys get caught

I also want to say that he's got condoms in the glovebox too but in my mind, he hardly wears them. This man prefers it raw and would only wear them if you really wanted him to

Since cars aren't exactly meant to be the type of place you have sex in it's a bit cramped but he gets the two of you in a good position that also implores him having you at an angle which means he's able to angle himself into REALLY hitting the spot

The car sex honestly gets him off really well because he can hear the plap noise and your moaning so much better since the sound doesn't have much places to go and that just really scratches something in Jake's brain

[sky-kenobye]

Heyaa~! To aleviate the bus boredom! 5. What’s a fic idea you’ve had that you will never write? 6. Are there any fics from others you reread all the time? 21. Have you ever deleted an entire scene after spending hours laboring over it? If so, why? Thank you and have a safe trip!

Hiii! Thanks for the ask!

5. What's a fic idea you've had that you will never write?

Alright, so, I've had this idea a while ago, that I've been kind of obsessed with ever since, and I kinda want to write it but, uuuuh, I'm not sure I'm brave enough to do it? 🫣🫣

Basically, it starts as an obikin meet cute fluffy fic, until they discover that they're actually father and son (my idea was a shmi/obi-wan teen pregnancy, but shmi was forced to change school before she could tell him she was pregnant, and maybe he went as Ben in high school or something so she couldn't find him again later so he never knew he was a dad) Of course they angst over it for a while, but then decide that they don't actually care (and maybe are even a bit a lot into it).

I'm already embarrassed just sharing the vaguest idea of it, I think I'd spontaneously combust if I actually wrote and published the fic 🫠

(but if someone is into it too and hype me up enough I might actually do it, soooo, never say never, right?) (also i say that i'm embarrassed but the fic I'm writing for the rare pair exchange (not obikin) is even worse than that lmao)

6. Are there any fics from others you reread all the time?

There isn't a specific one that comes to my mind right now, but basically all of my ao3 bookmarks. I love rereading fics (and books), so sometimes I'll go through my bookmarks and re-read whatever strikes my fancy, or sometimes I'll randomly think about a scene from a fic and want to re-read it. Lately I've been thinking about 'The Case of Republic v. Skywalker' by shatou so I might re-read it soon-ish? And I'll definitely re-read a bunch of christmas fic soon (I'm looking at you @grapenehifics and your folgers fic 👀 (if anyone is seeing a pattern between this and the previous question no you don't))

21. Have you ever deleted an entire scene after spending hours laboring over it? If so, why?

I don't think so? At least not hours. I don't delete a lot of stuff, mostly because I already have a hard time writing many words in the first place so if i deleted whole scenes I wouldn't be left with much lol, but i did deleted an entire scene of I wish you with me always (my obikin qpr fic), because at first i was going to write Anakin and Padmé's meeting and romance, but then I realised that 1) I did not have time to write all of it before the deadline, and 2) the entire point of the fic was the obikin bit and I didn't actually need to write the anidala romance for that so it got scrapped.

More asks here for whoever wants!

[oh-no-my-hand-slipped]

trips and crashes into your inbox. do you have any l/uigi snz ideas i wanna know 👀👀👀👀👀👀

Oh, gosh, sorry for the wait, my friend! Love me some Luigi, but school kicked my ass this semester…

But, now that it’s over, I have a few ideas for you:

1. Mario and Luigi are having a friendly competition of a course. However, Luigi is very competitive, since he wants to prove that he’s just as skilled despite being the younger and less experienced brother. Unfortunately, the course is quite icy and snowy, which makes it difficult for Luigi to traverse. However, he insists that they keep running the course until he wins. Luigi does win (perhaps Mario lets him), but now he is shivery, sniffly, and sneezy from the hours in the frigid air. Now Mario not only has to take care of his sick brother, but also comfort him, telling him that Luigi is valuable no matter how many courses he wins.

2. The Mario Bros. are at one of Princess Peach’s many post-saving parties. Mario is having a wonderful time, but Luigi is absolutely miserable, as being trapped in an ice block until his brother broke him out had given him a terrible cold. He hadn’t been able to take a break, and he was running completely on empty — but, always polite, he still tries to be a good party guest. Tries. Eventually, Mario and Peach realize that Luigi is practically hanging by a thread, and try to subtly lead him towards the royal chambers for some rest.

3. Luigi seems to be allergic to everything, from dust to spices to pet hair. But something that his nose is especially sensitive to is flowers — or really anything that grows. One day, he finds a power-up that happens to be a new species of flower. Since fauna power-ups, like the Fire Flower, usually didn’t give him any trouble, he bit into it with little thought. He did gain a new power, but no sooner had he gained it then his mustache began to quiver, and his nose began to itch. Before he could stop himself, Luigi sneezed mightily, setting off his new power and causing accidental destruction. Now he needs to keep his nose at bay, or he could destroy half of Mushroom Kingdom.

4. Luigi has been called on yet another ghost hunting mission. Reluctantly, he shows up at yet another mansion, vacuum at the ready. These spirits are very mischievous, and enjoy giving chase to the terrified plumber. But with all the running around, giant plumes of dust are kicked up, making it difficult for Luigi to hide without giving himself away with an enormous sneeze. The ghosts catch onto this quickly, and try to lure Luigi out with feather dusters and dusty books.

5. Luigi, being a bit on the clumsy side, has given himself the stuck sneeze to end all stuck sneezes. No matter how hard he concentrates, it seems like nothing will coax the sneeze out. He ends up going on his own small quest to find something to make him sneeze. Baking flour from Peach, wildflowers from the Toads, dirt from the Goombas…he goes across Mushroom Kingdom and beyond to curb his stubborn nose, even asking Bowser for help. Perhaps it’s a curse, or it could just be a very stuck sneeze…you decide!

I hope you enjoy these! Feel free to use them if one or two strike your fancy. :)

[palfriendpatine66]

I just want you to know I'm very excited to work on my threesome fic for your threesome event!!

Oh, I have ideas... 👀

[WORDLESS SCREAMS]

Rexy. Rexy.

I am *beyond* excited that this is on your radar. I can’t wait to read your fic and all the other submissions for the More to Love event!

What’s this you ask? A collection of smutty multi-parter fics! What does that look like? Romantic polycule, threesome, moresome, sex party, orgy…whatever strikes your fancy and open to any Star Wars characters. Find out more here!

[evilhasnever]

here’s some fluffy xiyao drabble prompts! i hope one of them strikes your fancy ☺️

xichen meeting rusong or something to do with a sleepy rusong)

something to do with spice tolerance or a gift of unliked food (not alcohol)

one of them has never done X—the other one is surprised, and seeks to remedy this immediately

one of them finds out about an unusual/uncharacteristic hobby the other one has

modern AU: xichen loves being festive for ANY holiday, and wants to do something ayao thinks is just so, so cringe

modern AU: xiyao goes swing dancing (look up aerials for some inspiration 👀)

modern AU: xiyao goes to daiso/the dollar store

I zeroed in on swing dancing immediately 👀 (but I might come back for the other prompts later!)

Modern AU - Connection

“I’ve been thinking we should pick up a new hobby. Something we can do together.”

Jin Guangyao smiles and rubs his husband’s nape with a light hand, eyes still glued to his laptop. “We do yoga, play tabletop and play duets sometimes. Don’t we have plenty of activities we do together, ge?” 

“But they aren’t traditional couples activities,” Xichen insists, his ears pinkening, “for couples.” Ah, so that’s what it is. Married life has made Lan Xichen more inclined to show off, much to Jin Guangyao’s delight. 

“I will gladly review my husband’s proposal, please submit it by noon tomorrow,” Jin Guangyao replies in a pretend-formal tone, knowing he will say yes no matter what oddball activity Lan Xichen chooses. 

If he is to be honest with himself, he’d expected Lan Xichen to choose something sweet, creative, and slow paced. Pottery class would have been his number one guess. 

Instead, he is sweating his balls off on a dance floor, wearing what his husband enthusiastically deemed “compulsory swing dancing attire”. They got rid of the vests about ten minutes in, but the long pants are a little stuffy nonetheless.

They’re not the only gay couple in dance class, but they are probably the only first timers. His husband only smiles brilliantly and recommends he just have fun, but Jin Guangyao has already sized up the athleticism and general coordination of the other guys, and is fairly certain they can show them up from the get go. None of them has ballet training nor Lan Xichen’s preternatural comfort in his body that makes him good at just about any sport. They’ll grind them to dust by the end of the session.

Jin Guangyao is no show-off, but he enjoys being very damn good at things. Visibly, demonstrably good at things. And though he gave up ballet as a teen, years of dutiful yoga stretches were not for nothing. He’d kept up with it for the sex, to be honest, but he suspects that flexibility will be equally convenient when he has to flip a leg over Lan Xichen’s shoulder to fold himself into a scarf. As soon as they’re done with steps and stomps, anyway. 

The teacher lavishes praise on them - “Incredible connection!” - and Jin Guangyao lets himself preen a little. “We’ve been together for a while,” he says, making Lan Xichen flush and glow with pride. “We’re a well oiled machine.” 

The first challenging exercise comes in the form of aerials. They’re not quite ballet lifts, but close enough in his estimation. It’s all about landing right. 

Now, Jin Guangyao has always preferred to have his feet firmly on the ground. He’s not afraid of heights, but he likes to know where he stands at any given time. So when he and Lan Xichen run through basic throws, he is skeptical at first that he will enjoy this - though he is willing, because Lan Xichen’s absolutely glowing joy whenever he throws him in the air is palpable. 

Obviously, Jin Guangyao watched countless videos of aerials for beginners last night. He did not care for the frog jumps the teacher is intent on making them do, but the idea of wrapping his legs around Lan Xichen’s neck is an appealing one.

Lan Xichen, both sturdy and fluid, his anchor and the rubber band that propels him back and forth, moves with him with ease. It feels good to stick to him. It feels hot. 

While they take their third break of the evening, Jin Guangyao carefully adjusts his yoga pants and chugs water, but the sight of his husband absolutely sweat-sodden and positively flooded with endorphins does not help in dousing his flames. 

“Gege,” Jin Guangyao says, crooking his finger to pull Lan Xichen aside while some couples return to the dance floor, and others amble towards the exit. “I think we can call ourselves satisfied for today, don’t you?”

Lan Xichen, damn his stamina, has the gall to look surprised and a little put out, lips pursing in a conflicted manner. “Of course, A-Yao. We have been practicing for a while. Were you not enjoying yourself?” 

“That’s not it,” Jin Guangyao assures him, draping his towel around Lan Xichen’s neck to pull him down and encase him in a warm, private dark space where their noses touch. “My knees do need a bit of a breather, but I think we can continue practicing our connection at home.” Horizontally, ideally.

Lan Xichen’s eyes widen in rapturous enthusiasm and he nods, leading him to the changing rooms with a gentlemanly hand on the small of his back. Jin Guangyao makes sure to say goodbye to the teacher while he exits with maximum dignity. They’ll be back to effortlessly upstage those uncoordinated newbies next week.

(The Scarf is the first move in this video - probably not a first day kind of exercise, but they’ll get there in no time.)

[rphunter]

Helloo! I (21NB) am looking for a couple new lit-advanced/novella partners (19+) to help me get back in the swings of things! I haven’t rped consistently in a couple months and it’s really thrown me off my game 😪

(Gonna try to keep this concise but bear with me I’m a big yapper 😭)

At the moment my biggest rp craving is project sekai related! Between Mizu5 and now Ena5, I’ve been dyinggg to write some Mizuena, so I’d like an Ena against my Mizuki 😌 we could expand on the events of Ena5 or do something new entirely! I’m cool either way

Other than that, I like to keep my rps fairly lighthearted, so here’s a couple other ideas for anyone who may be interested in hitting me up 👀

- I’d love to do some kind of plot with my oc Delia! https://docs.google.com/document/d/1e4uqSo1zyn4b9a-tqw7pwUSMVMtgVVB21vqg5eLY6-A/edit she’s the second from the top and I <3 her very much. I don’t have any specific plot ideas in mind with her, but she’s the sort of “struggling to get by, just trying to get through the day” sort of character, so do with that what you will

- I didn’t mention it above but I’m down for just about any wlw pairing from project sekai >:) need more yuri in my life fr

- I think I’m in a bit of a Danganronpa mood >:0 I have a ton of rarepairs so hmu if that strikes your fancy

I think I’ll leave it at that for now! I primarily use Discord, so hmu on my rp blog ( @kenzieiscreepin19 ) and we can get to discussing >:))

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[vault81]

🌈🧁✨⚡️- for the emoji oc ask, for whichever oc strikes your fancy (or all three of them? 👀)

ty so much for the ask!! you know what, I'll def do all 3 of them!!

🌈 - Do you associate any colors with them?

Jack: Well, the colour I associate with Jack is, Orange! not only because I absolutely love his neon orange hair colour. But I also just love the colour! it's warm, it's cheerful, kinda enthusiatic? all traits I heavily associate with Jack! It's a very comforting colour to me, and that's what I wanted to embody with Jack, just a warm, friendly, cosy person that would befriend an empty room (if that even makes sense lmao)

Eliza: for Eliza's colour I would say its.. a Dark Red, it just embodies so much of her character. anger, rage, willpower, courage and longing. I'd also say that it captures her love as well, not only the love for her friends and family, but for the world around her. It may be subtle, but it's there and it burns deeply.

Stephen: The colour I associate with Stephen is definitely Blue (not just for Piper's nickname for him!) but again, what it means to him as a character! It's a very melancholic colour, which sums up how Stephen feels about his post-war life, despite his flippant nature. But also it's got a coldness too it, something that Stephen is at the beginning of his journey. But that melts away into trust and peace by the end of it, so I just love how the meaning of the colour just comes full circle for Stephen's character.

🧁 - When is their birthday? How do they celebrate it, if at all?

Jack and Eliza: As twins, they share a birthday! July 13th 2258! For celebrations, they would go all out when they lived in the Vault, big celebrations surrounded by all the people they care about, well mostly. (srry Butch!) They'd be lively occasions, lots of music, laughter and games. When they've left the Vault though, I feel like their birthday's aren't that big of an occasion anymore. I think they'd become smaller, more intimate? just a small gathering of just a couple of friends having drinks together, something very casual.

Stephen: I gave Stephen the same birthday as me lmao, October 12th 2043! I also think that Stephen is the kind of person who doesn't really celebrate his birthday. He grew up quite poor so his parents couldn't really afford those big birthday celebrations, or really get him any presents. So he grew up thinking that his birthday really wasn't all that special, to him it's just a sign that he's getting older. Post-War I think this changes, much to his complaint. His friend's would def throw a surprise party for him! Again, I would say its just a casual get together with friends around a campfire maybe. Just having a few drinks, presents and enjoying another year of friendship. Maybe he even (secretly) learns to look forward to his birthday now.

✨ - Tell something that makes this oc feel happy!

Jack: to Jack what makes him happy the most is watching the Sunrise/Sunset, he just find's it peaceful and relaxing. It's time he gets to just himself, time to just shut his brain off (like its on anyway) and just bask in the moment, one day he want's to fix a camera so he can capture it. I also don't think he shares this with anyone, the only real exception is his s/o.

Eliza: for Eliza what makes her happy most is fixing things, tinkering with tech. It's satisfying to her, to learn what makes something tick, or to create something. I also think it's a subtle way of her expressing her affection for others, mention that your watch is broken? oh wow it's suddenly fixed the next day, no idea how that happened! Also just show her some Pre-War tech and she'll start vibrating internally, it took all of her willpower not to fixup the orbital death laser at Helios One.

Stephen: I'd say what makes Stephen happy the most is just being in the company of his friends, it makes him feel complete. It's comforting to him to have people who he can just truly relax with and rely on! he want's to spend as much time as possible with them! Which means his home is constantly abuzz with the coming and goings of his friends, it really just becomes their hangout spot.

⚡ - Does this oc have any unusual or “irrational” fears?

Jack: for Jack, his most unusual fear is probably rain, he never had to experience that growing up in the Vault! so when he finds out sometimes water just fucking falls from the sky randomly? nope, don't like that. especially if it's heavy rain, he's terrified, he hate's how loud it is as well, which makes storms a very shitty experience for him. He's working hard on overcoming this fear though!

Eliza: her most unusual fear is probably space, which sucks considering she got abducted by aliens. Just her first night out the Vault, looking up and seeing the millions of stars in the sky? part of her was awed by that beauty, but another was deeply unsettled by it. I think the main thing that throws her off is just the scale of it all, it messes with her brain and she does Not Like That.

Stephen: I'd say his unusual fear is probably the Cold. He'd probably develop this fear after being in Vault 111's Cryopods, just constantly being thrust back to one of the most traumatic times in his life, of just being completely and utterly out of control of his situation.

[ask-the-royal-absol]

squats in your inbox, coming in for the run-back of conveying my love for destino's antics.

they are a little shit and intentionally overbearing to other characters. it can be difficult to write that kind of character without it feeling like too much for the audience, but you've balanced it out really well (especially with their dynamic with felix and budding dynamic with hope)! the facade cracking every now and then and showing their true feelings regarding their circumstances has been Really Good and i am hoping they eventually feel comfortable enough to be more honest (even if it's in their own prideful little way)

i am!! really curious about the prophecy!! also @ destino's premonition abilities slowly awakening, i'm really curious to see how much guidance (or roadblocks) that could cause in the future, among other things. that wild shit happening when those mew characters tried to interact with destino and co. while within mistress mirage's domain has not escaped my radar 👀 i am looking

i like to think destino speaks with something of a slightly exaggerated "fancy" accent to cement their position as royalty, but when they drop the act they speak with a normal, kind of flat "tired of everyone's shit but here i am i guess" voice. ))

(It is hard to strike a balance with asshole characters, so I’m glad you think I’m doing a good job! Again, I’m all about consequence so I’m 100% happy with consequences being dished out. And, they are slowly learning. Any Giratina characters they interact with will have less insults now. Galadriel has definitely made it clear that not all Pokémon are gonna take their insults. I am so eager to show off more of the dynamic between Destino and Felix and Destino and Hope. There are going to be some fun moments with all three of them, especially when it comes to the surface. I am thinking of a couple in particular.

The facade can’t stay in place for too long. Destino may think it can, but it cannot. One of my favourite moments in fiction is that moment when the facade shatters, leaving a characters true self to be revealed. It’s just so satisfying to see the cracks grow bigger and bigger until it breaks. And I’m looking forward to that eventual moment with Destino. There will be a moment soon-ish where Destino will show a shred of honesty.

Ah the prophecy. That was the very first thing I had planned for the story. I knew I wanted some sort of prophecy. It runs incredibly deep and there is a reason for it which I’d love to reveal but that’d be big spoiler territory. That’s the thing, I love the whole absol warns others of disasters and wanted to tie that aspect in somehow. So, this was the best solution for me. Though, Destino absolutely finds it to be a great annoyance!

And my girl, Mistress Mirage. Oh I was so excited to reveal her. She is absolutely coming up again. Though it may not necessarily be how you’d expect 👀👀👀 definitely keep an eye out for things I may add into the backgrounds and through particular character’s dialogue. I’ve definitely hinted at the fact that there’s more to her than meets the eye. The wild stuff was so much fun to write and draw! I am looking forward to more Pokémon accidentally triggering these events again.

I could definitely see that for them! It would be Destino’s vibe. Especially with their moments hanging out with Felix, they would definitely have a more casual tone.

Thank you very much for the ask!)

[felidaefatigue]

If any of these OCs strike your fancy? 👀

Hello I like the creepy one

[allfandomstan]

After Dark~(Batman x Vigilante Reader), Chapter 3.

Read chapters 1 and 2! Find it on my ‘posts’

Genre: Mystery

Setting: A café from ‘The Batman’ 2022.. Let’s just call it Gotham Café 😫

Warnings: Swearing, mentions of adult themes.

Word count: 3k

Author Notes: Hey, it’s me!! Back with chapter 3 of this series.. This one came out relatively quick compared to the last chap as I was quick to come up with ideas for this one😄. Anyways, this is also a chill chap and it basically gives you slight background info on the reader, a.k.a Red. Hope you guys enjoy and pls let me know what y’all think!😉

P.S There also might be slight ‘tension’ between Bruce and reader😳. It all depends on your perspective..👀👀

You walked through the dark city streets of Gotham to reach your final destination for the night- your apartment. Nothing too fancy, or special but just enough to serve the purpose. You walked and walked.. your legs ached from the uncomfortable heels you wore for the night, for your little trip to the Iceberg Lounge to meet up with Batman. You were all dolled up before, but now your mascara was running and your foundation fading from the heavy rain that hit. Despite all these years living in Gotham, and experiencing the heavy torrential rain that often fell without warning, you never learned what the importance of having an umbrella was in this city. Well at least now you did. “Fuck”, you groaned and kept walking. You made sure to stay in the shadows of the sidewalk and not attract any unwanted attention to you. Who knows what’d happen if some creep sees a young woman walking all alone in the middle of the night? Not that you were scared or anything, but you just didn’t feel like fighting anyone right now..

****

You opened your apartment door and it made of loud-ass creaking noise. “Stupid door” you mumbled irritated. It did that all the time and you particularly hated it, especially when you arrived home late at night after your tiring shifts at Falcone’s. You darn well hoped that it didn’t wake the neighbours.

You got inside and threw your fur coat on the couch. You were absolutely wrecked..Well, mostly from the rain and walking back in fucking high-heels..

You sat down, letting out a huge sigh and slumped onto the couch, resting your head on a pillow. You really needed a break. From all this. You needed a break from yourself and from this city. They were both wearing you out, but you knew you couldn’t because of this Godamn psychopath that has been running around and hunting down the Mayor for Christ’s sake. And you new he wasn’t done just yet. He had more victims in mind and he was going to strike again, soon..Very soon. The city is going to drown if someone doesn’t save it from this monster and you weren’t going to just sit around and let that happen. Even though you were pretty sure your contribution to the saving of Gotham was a bare minimum, you still had to try. The ratio between good people and bad people in Gotham was pretty uneven, so whatever you did was worth it in the end. Or so in your eyes…

It would take you years to be as influential as the Bat, but you weren’t gonna give up just yet. Besides you only had limited money and technology when Batman possessed both in vast amounts. Oh yeah, the guy had to be rich. You had some theories In mind of who the caped crusader could be, but you weren’t able to come to a conclusion just yet. Maybe you’re going to have to see of yourself later.. And you assured yourself you will. After all the cryptic riddles and enigmas have been cracked.

****

You once again found yourself walking on the cold city streets of Gotham. It was early as 6 in the morning and the cold morning air stung you. It was drizzling lightly and you were sure that it would only get worse, so you opened up the umbrella you actually bothered to bring, and held it up over you. You were walking to your workplace, this time not as infuriating and intense as the nightclub you did your nightshifts in, instead it was a cute little corner Café in Gotham Square. You were delighted to have this job, even though it meant working two jobs. You just loved the peaceful aura of the place, despite sometimes facing grumpy customers who weren’t the slightest bit nice at all…

When you finally reached the small building, you closed up your umbrella and stepped inside only to be met with the familiar face of a smiley barista waving at you.

“Hey, Red!”, she whisper-shouted and motioned for you to come over.

“Sam!” You smile, and go over to her.

“Girl, I haven’t seen you in ages.. Where have you been?”

You take off your raincoat and hang it on the coat hanger. You let out a defeated sigh and look up at her.

“I’ve been busy.. with things”. You look down to avoid eye contact.

Upon hearing your confession a look of concern finds its way across her face. She stays quiet for a moment.

“Red.. you-“, she stops mid sentence as she caught sight of your eyes once again.

“I know what your going to say, Sam”.

The barista takes a deep breath in before speaking again:

“You can’t keep doing this. It’ll take a toll on you, one way or another!”. Your childhood friend was genuinely worried for you and you didn’t complain. Instead your eyes found its way to the floor once again.

“Can we talk about this later?”

Sam gives you an incredulous look. She can’t believe you’re willing to put off an important matter at hand.

“No Red! I want to talk about this now and right now!”, Sam half-shouted and you gotta say you were lucky that no one else was around to hear her. It was a little early for customers too.

“Sam, please..”

You mentally facepalmed at the fact you told her you were ‘busy’. You figured you should have made up a suitable lie or something. But you just couldn’t. You found it impossible to lie to Sam, almost every time. Is it because she reminded you of your mother a bit? You didn’t know. Maybe it’s because you see her as your older sister. After all it was her who looked after you when you were put out on the streets, hungry and alone. It was her you grew up with after the death of your Father and the downfall of your family. She always looked out for you when you found yourself in trouble or situations you found almost impossible to get out of.. You couldn’t complain one bit because she cared for you and wanted the best for you. She obviously didn’t want to see you killed in some heroic act that’ll fade away with time. And that’s why she wasn’t very keen on your vigilante activities.

“I wanna know why my friend is sacrificing herself for this City, when all it did was take away what was most important to her, to us!”

“Sam, you wouldn’t understand I-“

“Red, you shouldn’t be so reckless! You have a future ahead of you and you should protect it instead of trying to protect this Godforsaken city!”

She was getting emotional, and you could see the tears that were threatening to spill. No matter how much you try to reason with her, she always sticks to her own perspective and refuses to see yours. And it was frustrating as hell..

“Sam, stop it!”, you yell.

She comes to an abrupt stop and stares at you. You look at her for a moment before rushing over to her side to envelope her in a big hug.

“Sam, I know you care but its my life! I can’t just sit around while more lives are snatched and taken. I need to be there to serve justice to those whose lives have been destroyed”. You stroke her back gently to calm her down. You could hear the light sniffles that were coming out of her. You back away and look at her, cupping her face gently. “Sam, it’s okay I promise you”. and with that you hug her one more time before letting go.

Sam around turns to wipe her tears and regain her composure.

“C’mon, we got a Café to run!” you chirp with as much enthusiasm as possible just so you can lighten the mood a little. You give her one last smile before going to change into your barista uniform. ****

An hour and a half passes and it was 8 in the morning. Some customers started arriving to get their morning coffee to start the day. You and Sam haven’t really talked much, apart from the occasional small talk you both had. The light drizzle from earlier had now turned to full on rain and it splattered on the window panes harshly. The sound of rain splatter accompanied both of you as you worked. It was kind of soothing, in a way..

“You must’ve heard about the Mayor”.

You were suddenly snapped out of your thoughts and brought back to reality. It took you a while to make out what Sam had just said, so you stare at her point blank for a minute or so.

“Oh yeah, yeah I did”, you stutter. Sam takes a minute to read you and raises an eyebrow at you in question.

“Do you know anything about this?”.

Wow, what a suitable question to ask.. Just great!

You send her a hesitant glare. You really didn’t want to let her know about all of this and especially about the Bat. But you found yourself struggling to lie and you soon realised you couldn’t lie, just not to her of all people.

“I think I have an idea, yeah. It was clearly a political terrorist attack. Whoever did this has a grudge against Gotham’s constitution and men in power”.

Sam hums in acknowledgment as she keeps working. “Great input, I see”

“Thanks”.. “You getting any help?”

You froze for a second.

“What?”

“I mean like, you have any work buddies or are you all on your own?”

You stopped what you were doing to look at her properly.

“Well obviously not, who can I possibly share this with and, and-“, you failed miserably in getting your words together.

Sam let out a worn out, low chuckle. You really could never lie to her..

“C’mon Red, you can tell me”, she said rolling her eyes at your pathetic attempt at lying.

You groaned internally. Why did things always have to go against plan?

You let out a tired sigh, and face her again.

“Well if you absolutely must know..” You say with a sarcastic tone and roll your eyes at her.

Sam smiles, amused.

“Go on”, she says as a smirk forms on her lips.

You send her a hard, steely glare before giving up and answering her question:

“Believe me or not but.. I may have ran into Batman”.

A moment or so goes by without any reaction from your friend. Then you see it..

Her pupils dilate into huge dark circles, enveloping the leaf green of her irises. “You’re joking”

“Well you’re the one that asked”, you shrug.

“Seriously?”, the look of concern was back again on her features.

“Yes”.

“Red.. Vengeance? Are you serious?”

You groan loudly and hold the bridge of your nose.

“You know, I knew it’d be a pain explaining all this to you, I should really get better at lying”..

Sam scoffs at your snarky remark.

“Well, I gotta say I am impressed.. You’re only one year into this and you’ve already made some interesting ‘friends’”.

You roll your eyes again… You really didn’t want to have this conversation right now. You really didn’t want to have it, ever.

“Well ‘surprisingly’ I’m not as dumb as I look.. I know how to get my way when it comes to certain things, y’know. A smirk forms on your lips. You hoped she got your little hint.

“Certain things like men”, she smiles back, a mischievous grin forming.

“Working at Falcone’s really did do you good eh? Hope the pay’s good”

“Yeah, but not fucking enough”, you let out a sardonic chuckle.

“I thought Falcone would be giving you extra tips since y’know, you’ve been a long-time employee”..

“Extra tips my ass”, you scoff and start pouring some water into the kettle for coffee.

Sam lets out a silent ‘Oh’ and looks down at the floor.

“Then why do you even bother working there?”.

You put the kettle on to boil, then turn around to look at her.

“The pay’s shit but better than anything else in Gotham.. At least it puts a roof over my head”.

You knew that was far from the truth. You had to lie to her just this once. What you told your friend was far from the reason you were working at Falcone’s… Let’s just say you had some set ‘intentions’ and there was no way you’d leave it undone..

Just as Sam was about to speak, the front door to the Café opened with a little ‘ting’ of the bell that chimed in response…

There stood a tall man wearing a raincoat and holding up a small umbrella over his form. The darn umbrella surely served him little to no use as he was already drenched by the rain. He had his hood up, so you weren’t able to make out his face just yet.. He walked over closer to the both of you, his steps slow and calculated. He really didn’t want to wet the floor from the raindrops that fell from his coat and boots. Hmm, how mannered and soo unlike most Gothamers.. You guessed he was a customer coming over to order his morning coffee or something..

The stranger lifted off his hood to reveal his face and speak:

“Hi, can I get an extra strong expresso for takeaway with no-“

Just as he was about to finish his sentence, he caught sight of you and paused.. And you came to recognise him.

Shit, it was Bruce Wanye..

What the hell is the prince of Gotham doing here?

You let out a silent gasp and stared at him. And he stared back.. There was silence. Noticing the tension between you two, Sam cleared her throat and greeted the billionaire with a warm smile.

“Oh Hi Mr.Wayne, it’s nice to see you again!”

But Sam’s greeting didn’t stop Bruce from staring. His eyes were glued on you..

How strange.

Wanting to subdue the awkwardness, Sam nudged you in the ribs lightly, snapping you out of your thoughts immediately.

“Oh”, you say and start making the coffee Bruce requested.

“Oh and did you say anything about not adding sugar?”, Sam asked the man.

As if realisation struck him hard, Bruce instantly snapped him eyes off you and turned to look at your friend instead. “Oh sorry, yes. Yes I did”.. Much to your surprise his voice came out softer and quieter than expected.

Sam nods at you to add no sugar, and then walks over to the till to bill Wayne’s coffee.

While you were preparing the drink, your mind was occupied with thoughts.

‘Why is he here all of a sudden?’ He’s only out and about in public once in a millennium and why would he wanna come to this boring little coffee shop?’ And most importantly why was he staring at you like that? Like he’d seen you somewhere before? ‘Could this be of any significance to you?’

Through the corner of your eye, you could see the man turn his head slightly to look at you once more. It seemed as though he was curious.. But why?

All your thinking got you to mess up his coffee before you even realised.

“Oh shit, I accidentally added sugar”, you whisper to your friend in a panicked tone.

“Red!”, Sam scolded you.

“It’s alright, I’ll take it..”, Bruce’s low yet soft voice made both of you jump. He was listening in.

“Oh no, it’s alright we’ll make you another one!”, Sam instantly responded, guilty that you got the billionaire’s order wrong.

“It’s okay, I’m in a bit of a hurry anyway”. His low, mellow voice was ringing in your ears. There was an undeniable familiarity in it..

“Oh well, it’s on the house then!” Sam said, faking a smile.

“No, really its okay”, he said adamant not to make her feel bad.

Just as you were done making his expresso, you took a marker out of your apron pocket and wrote ‘Bruce’ on the plastic cup to give his messed up order a final touch. You might as well do at least that little kind gesture to apologise..

You then turned around, and held the cup in your hand to give it to him. As you turned to face him, you caught his gaze on you once again and instantly he looked away. But shit, you caught him red handed.

Putting on a cheerful facade, you handed him the coffee with a big smile plastered on your face.

“Here you go, Mr.Wayne”..

Your eyes met his once again and you froze. There was something very familiar about them.. Dangerously so.

Quickly, snapping you out of your trance, Bruce whispers you a quick and quite “thank you”, before grabbing the expresso from your hands and them going over to Sam to hand her the money for the coffee.

He waists no time and reaches for the door.

“Have a nice day, Mr.Way-“, and Sam was cut off by the door which closed behind him. And there he was, out the door in no time..

Sam let out a heavy sigh, and turned to look at you.

“Well, What’d you think?.. He left just as fast as he came”.

You were there, staring at the door like an idiot.

“Why the hell was Bruce fucking Wayne here?”

“He comes here sometimes..”

You turn to face your friend.

“What?”

“Yeah, but it’s just since you’re part-time you never see him”.

And why the fuck didn’t she tell you that?

“And you never told me that Bruce Wayne comes here!”

Sam gave you a look of nonchalance and shrugs.

“What, it’s not like he’s some kind of extraterrestrial creature or something.. I didn’t think it’d interest you”. She gave you a sly grin afterwards. She knew she was playing with you.

“Ughh, Sam!”, you groan and roll your eyes.

Sam shrugs again and gets back to work.

****

It was 12 noon, almost time for you to finish work. Over the past few hours all you could think about was the man who showed up earlier..

All you could think about was ‘Bruce Wayne’.

‘Why did he look at you like that?’ Like he was suddenly captured by your eyes, and frozen in place by them.

Did he recognise you from somewhere?

Well you sure as hell haven’t seen him anywhere before..

Or have you?

****