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spidybaby · 1 year

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Could you do one where they date and they had a very bad breakup and years later they reunite and he asks her to marry him

She | part 1

Summary: You can't put the pieces of a broken plate back together and expect it to be alright.

Warnings: cursing.

I chose to separate this in parts because I think one only part will be a little too long. 😭🥺

"You know you can go and talk to her, right?" Sergio tells me, noticing how my eyes are glued to her. "And say what?... sorry for broking up to you when you needed me the most? ... or, sorry for broking up with you and having my assistant delivered the message?"

Sergio looked at me with lifted eyebrows, not knowing that part of the story. "You told your assistant to break up with your girlfriend for you?" His head is shaking with disappointment, "you'll be lucky if she even acknowledges you. I'll punch you in the balls if I was her."

Two years ago, Kylian and you broke up. He was away for a big match. You fought the night before over the phone because he asked you not to take a big job opportunity, not wanting you to leave Paris and move to London.

He told his family, friends, and even his close teammates that you broke up because of "different lifestyles". Knowing damn well that was not the case.

He blames it on being scared of the distance, being scared of you finding someone better. Stalking your instagram from his brothers own profile. You blocked him as soon as you stepped out of his apartment. But he couldn't blame you.

You were different, your hair was lighter, your posture was more secure, and your smile was bigger even tho your eyes weren't shining as they used to.

That London job was the start of all the big things you were now doing, being a CEO of a successful company was not easy, but you made it look like it. You weren't the ex of Kylian Mbappé anymore. You were a successful businesswoman.

Your return to Paris was a secret for all your past friends, not wanting him to find out. Not having the energy to deal with him, after what he did to you.

You knew he was looking at you. You can see his reflection on the glass in front of where you and your friend were standing. Was the cold shoulder enough of a reaction? Yes and no. You wanted to slap him. Maybe make him feel a minimum of physical pain as a payment of all the tears, all the bad days you had, all the problems he caused you.

But you would never, and he knew that. You weren't the one to fight, being the calm one between the two of you, always choosing words over anything else. He was the opposite. Football leaves that rage and anger he uses in the field, and sometimes a match not being enough, he would pick small fights. The ones you didn't engage with.

"You want to go?" Lisa, your friend asks you, noticing your body language. "No" is all you can say. Not wanting to hide from him, you learned to live with the thought of him wanting you away was hard, especially when all he used to do was tell you to never leave him, to stick by his side, he was the one doing just that.

After two hours, you announced you were going home. Leaving Lisa and your other friends at the party you made your way out.

"Y/n, hi," you turn to the voice, Tchaga and old friend say, walking towards you. "Oh hi!" You wave excited. "I've missed you so much, " he says and hugs you hard. "Are you back or just on vacation?" You smiled at him."I'm on vacation, but I'll be staying." You say excited, happy to finally announce to one of your friends your plans. "That's amazing Chérie, I can't wait to hear everything about London, but that's for later. I'll dm you on Instagram so you can give me your number".

You say your goodbyes, and you walk to your car. You notice another car parked too close to yours, not leaving any space for you to open your door and enter. "Great," you say, turning around and asking the guard at the entrance to help you find the owner.

He asked you to walk back to your car, finding the person who owns it. You do as you're told and walk back. The night was chilly but not too much. The perfect weather for your liking.

"Hey, I'm sorry," you hear. "I wasn't the one who parked. It was my wife." He says, paying attention to his jacket, trying to find his keys.

You smile a little, noticing Sergio so busy with his jacket. "Blaiming this on Pilar, I see," you smile at him, "I don't recall seeing her inside. Is she really there?" You ask jokingly.

Sergio smiled and got closer to give you a hug. "Never miss the chance to make fun of me," he laughs while hugging you "to answer. Yes, she's inside." You laugh at his words.

"You're leaving this early? ... what happened to the girl who used to leave until six am?" You look at the distance, wondering the same. "She's tired and has to wake up super early." You didn't lie. You do have to wake up early, but not that early.

"Pilar and I missed you, we really do," he hugs you again. Sergio was that person who was the father of the group, giving advice and helping as much as he could. "When are you leaving?" He asks. "I'm not, I'm back." Sergio can't help the smile that creeps. "I'm happy for you. Let me move and you can be on your way."

You mumble a small Thank you, and as soon as he moves you enter you car. You notice his car is now properly parked and pulling down the window, "Don't worry, I'm not telling Pilar about this," he laughs and says goodbye.

The sound of your heels was echoing through the long corridor of the building. You were walking next to Nasser Al-Khelaïfi, he asked you to help him with his own company, not having the time to direct it himself due to his president occupations on PSG.

He asks for the meeting to be help at his home, a big resident in the heart of Paris. Beautiful for sure. Totally secured, for obvious reasons.

"Bienvenue chez moi" (welcome to my home), he says happily. "Merci" you say in return. "Let's go to the balcony. The view is amazing," he says, walking you there. "How was the flight?" He says, sitting on his big couch. He didn't lie. The view was extraordinary. "It was amazing. Thank you for sending your plane."

Nasser proposed the idea of you working with him. At first, you didn't accept because your job was amazing, you loved your coworkers, and you had one of the best experiences working there. However, when he offered you most benefits and a bigger salary for a bit of less responsibility you had at your job, you really thought about it. Accepting at the end because you missed your family and it was a better labor opportunity, growth wise.

"We want to treat you with the best. Our new president deserves it. Let's have some champagne on your honor, y/n, " he says, opening a big champagne bottle. "Cheers," he says, giving you a glass and touching it with his.

The conversation was him telling you more about the job, more about what you needed to do, and even a little personal with him asking about your family. Nothing special.

"Mister Al-Khelaïfi" one of his service workers says, "You have a meeting at 10:45 and it's currently 10:40, the gentleman is waiting for you," you discreetly look at your watch, noticing that the time went super quickly. "Would you mind if I invite him to meet you, y/n? I want to introduce you to one of my team guys," Nasser asks."No sir, it's completely fine," you weren't going to say no to him.

"Please ask him to come out here," the girl nods and goes back inside. "You're going to love him. He's a special one," you only smile at his words.

Your back was facing the door, so you didn't see when this man walked into the room. "Ah, my golden boy." Nassar gets up and moves to the door. "Kylian Mbappé, the man himself honors me with his presence." When Nasser says his name, you can't help but choke with the champagne. "Oh miss, you okay?" You boss asks "yes... I'm fine, sorry."

You get up and turn to face him, his face all serious, his eyes all dull but beautifully shiny due to the sunlight, his beard was new, never seen that before. God, he looks so good.

"Bonjour, Kylian," you say, stretching his hands, "Bonjour" is all he says, taking your hands in yours. You can't help but look at the hands intertwine. You pull your hand back quickly, hating but loving the feeling. "Take a seat, Kylian, please join us." Nasser can't feel the tension, but you do. "y/n is the new president of my company," he announced.

Kylian can't keep his eyes off of you, the way the sun is making you look out of this world, "That's amazing, such a smart girl"

You can't help but smile a little. Mumbling a small "Thank you".

"Kylian is our best player at PSG. He's a star." But you already knew that. He was amazing since Monaco. He's been amazing since always.

"Actually, we have a game in a few days, be my guest and come with me," he says, all excited. For the first time, your eyes left Kylians. "Oh, thank you, Nasser, but I'll have to decline, I have so much to do with the moving and the paperwork..." but he wasn't taking a no for an answer. "Let me hire somebody to help you, it's my treat to you. But you're coming with me."

You just nod and smile. Even if you want to scream, you know better than that. "Well, Mister Al-Khelaïfi, I'll love to stay, but I have a few meetings of my own, I'll let you and Kylian talk alone." You say standing up, not wanting to be around him that much longer.

"Wait, let me bring you a small something I got for you. Kylian, please wait for me, just a second." He gets up and gently pushes you down my the shoulders. "Take you time, Nass," is all Kylian says.

The silence is uncomfortable, is thick, and it's tiring. "I like that color on you," you turn your head to his side, narrowing your eyes at his words. You only nod slowly, not engaging. "And your hair looks amazing, I like this lighter shade" you can only nod again.

He stayed quiet after that, thinking what else he could do. "So, your mom still likes mashed potatoes?" He pouted his lips out of anxiety, wanting for you to answer. After a few seconds without an answer, he gives up. He put his head down. "Does yours still have that old motorcycle?" You finally answer.

He smiled. His mom does have that motorcycle, the same one you once tried to ride, failing astronomically. "She does." You nod one more time, not knowing what to say.

But before he can ask something again, Nasser announces himself. "Here it is. It's a special little something for you." He walks with a big orange bag in hand, your eyes widen in surprise. You were expecting a bottle of wine not an hermes gift.

"You can go home and open it. If you don't like the color of shape, you tell me, and I change it." He hands you the bag and you take it smiling. "Thank you, sir. I'm sure I'm going to love it."

This time, nothing is stopping you from leaving. "I'll see you monday, sir. Thank you for your hospitality." You shake your hand with his "goodbye to you too, Kylian." Not expecting an answer, you grab your purse and with gift in hand walk out of the house.

"She's all that, don't you think?" Nasser asks Kylian. Nodding to respond, smile growing. "She is."

"It's a fucking birkin" Lisa says looking at the bag Nassar gave you. "A BLACK ONE THAT JEAN PAUL GAULTIER DESIGNED." You look at her with a smile, not expecting her reaction to be this one. She owned a few birkins on her own. "Shhh, Lisa, people are staring. But yeah, it's beautiful." You say touching the bag.

Lisa and you were having a nice wine date at your favorite old spot, the one you used to come to as a freshman in college. "I can't believe he still remembers what my mom likes." You sip your wine. "Why?" You ask Lisa, as if she knew the answer.

You were mad at him for doing this, acting as if everything was fine when it's not. When he was the one who broke you, the one who left you, and the one who acted wrong in all of this.

"I thought he had a girlfriend, the ex-girlfriend of that ex PSG player. I mean, I saw them make out like three times. " Lisa, the queen of not thinking before speaking, let out as if it's nothing. You made a discomfort face. "I mean... that's none of my business. I had some flings on my own." You say trying to convince yourself that Lisa's words didn't matter. "Yeah you were a whore, man. Did you even remember half of the names?"

You spill your wine back into the glass. "My God, Lisa, would you like a microphone? Maybe the people at the back of this place didn't hear you clearly." And all she could do was laugh. "It's not my fault you were playing freebies after he dumped you, y/n. I know it's hard for you to admit it, but you were looking to forget about him while trying to find someone who was just like him."

She was right. You tried to find someone like him, someone who you could trust with your life, someone who would know every bit of you, every stretch mark, every curve. But you didn't find that. Not admitting it out loud, you did try but failed, 99% of those guys were out of the door the next day, ghosting them or simply blocking them after the night. The other 1% didn't even had your number.

"I'm not engaging," you say, sipping your wine. "Then why you say something to begin with?" She looks at you with a smile that you wanted to erase. "I'm disengaging." She laughs hard.

"Why don't you talk to him? I know it's not the best advice, but baby, you need that. You need the closure you are looking for. And you will see him at the game, so do it." She did have a point. The closure can work. "I... I don't think I'm ready to be in the same room as him yet." Even when you have already been alone with him, that was not by choice, so it didn't count. "His brother texted me," you say, smiling at the thought of his little brother, Ethan. "I miss that kid. He was nice." You nod.

"I never stopped talking to him." Saying that out loud felt illegal, even if you weren't doing anything wrong. "Why?".

Why? You ask yourself, maybe, because he was the only one who knew Kylian words weren't real, that he was the one who fucked up. "He knew." Is all you say, Lisa understood and didn't ask more questions.

You finish your wine and say your goodbyes, walking back to your parents' house, you were staying there till your things were complete at your new place.

Thinking about Lisa's words, you do need that closure. You do need to express everything. He didn't let you express. You needed that, but it was too soon, and he was the golden boy of the city. One wrong move and everything was going to end. You used Kylian wouldn't do anything to hurt you, but now it wasn't a certain thing.

But you needed to try. In an impulsive, though, you grab your phone and open instagram. Here he is, the only one at the blocked list.

You think about it, was it worth it? Was that really what you needed? You think nothing of it and press the unblock button. Opening his profile, you send him a dm.

@yourusername: Je peux te parler? (Can we talk?)

You put your phone inside your purse already regretting it. You look at the window of the stores, thinking if it's okay to give yourself a little something. Saying yes to yourself, you enter at the store, searching for nothing in particular.

"Y/n?" Your head turns looking at the woman standing in front of you. "Hi," you smile shyly, feeling a little uncomfortable. "It's so nice to see you. When did you come back?"

She was standing closer now, the little girl in her arms confused, looking at you. "I landed last week, haven't gone out that much." You smile at her and the little girl. "We missed you. It's good for you to be back." She touches your shoulder and leaves the store.

You see how she exits the store, going back to reality thanks to your phone notifications.

@k.mbappe: J'ai besoin de te parler (I really want to talk to you.)

@k.mbappe: chez toi ou chez moi? (your place or mine?)

You take a deep breath exhausted.

@yourusername: chez toi (your house)

@yourusername: donne moi ton adresse (give me your address)

@yourusername: Je serai là dans cinq minutes. (I'll be there in 5 minutes)

Kylian sends you his address, and you find a taxi outside the store, not sure if this is the right choice.

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upsidedownpaycheck · 2 months

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Doc 101 Part 4

The Doc Tries to shock 101 back to life, his back arches but no response from him comes out XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX Part 4: XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

[YouTube src: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FNclIA-1Er8] //(incase the video is unavailable)//

"The Current was not strong enough. No!" "The Current was not strong enough. Please" "The Current was not strong enough. Your heart… I'm failing you" "Please, I don't want to lose you"

(She sits down and thinks in a panic then stands back up)

She repeats the process multiple times in vain until her last attempt. Her Resuscitation essays slowly transitions into a goodbye kiss towards the one patient she only ever truly had. "I am so so sorry, I…" Her words are swallowed up by the pain of her own throat, preventing her from speaking further …………………………………………………………………………………………………………… Phase 4: The Doc's Note ::End of Interrogation:: (A few months pass, and the Detective is awarded for going as an undercover patient 101 and is posted on the 1401 News Paper Article "Detective Private eye on The Doc") Report Status Article "Detective Private eye on The Doc" The Doc: female, well defined, late 20s, lovely and loyal Business hours: not available Cause of Death: unknown Title: A Hero Remarks: Misunderstood, Charming personality Interview: Classified Information Detective 101: "As Far as I can say, her business is closed, there is nothing to worry about, do not cheer, do not be sad. She was a bright minded person in my eyes. If only everyone could understand" Progress Status: Case Closed

https://www.tumblr.com/bloodybosom/750554315643650048?source=share

Later that night Detective 101 goes to a grave that he visits daily to read a message he keeps close at heart in secret:

"My Dearest Love,

My name is Zephyra. I have dwelled in solitude within my lair, for who am I to play arbiter of life and death? Yet, in this moment, I offer you a gift beyond measure. How can one such as I dare to tamper with another's essence, to hold a heart so precious? I felt its rhythm, pulsing, breathing, twisting beside my ear, a symphony of life. But now, that melody is silenced, a quiet that haunts me, for I believed I was doing something noble. This has always been my deepest fear.

But for you, I cast aside my doubts and give you the very heart that now beats within your chest. May it fill you with the warmth and love I have always held for you, in silence and secrecy. Live, my love, and let my sacrifice be the beacon of our intertwined fates.

you deserve a heart, one that beats for you… I'll give you mine, where ever the story goes my force of life will be there throughout your time. Thank you for your book and Quill, your life needs to go on by my heart's will.

Forever yours, Zephyra" [image from tumblr: psykopaths]

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RIP in loving memory The Doc 1424-1451

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Mentions: cubbyninja420 - I know you didn't really want this kind of story but thanks for giving me the idea and suggestion in a way

I hope everyone enjoyed, feel free to add feedback, Dm if you wish to trade vids Once again, ♡ yasmine ♡ aided a lot to this. Show some love and drop a "Swiss Role from tumblr" msg to her YouTube :)

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red-man-of-mustache · 4 months

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Namedropping

Hey everyone! We're gonna take a little detour today/tonight to talk about something that's happened between me and someone you might know at @askwendyokoopa. I labored with this because in all my time being on/off tumblr I've never had to make such a post as this. Usually, if I block someone or someone blocks me we both move on like normal people. In this case though, I was appraised of the habits of this person along with my own experience with them and I proceeded with a block only to be met with them hopping on another account to blatantly get around said block then, when I refused to engage further they name-dropped me. Here's the post in question I'll be addressing throughout.

But, let's begin shall we? I'll start by talking about me. This'll be a long read and I know I'm asking a lot but please read it in full if you interact with his person.

I hope I've tagged this appropriately, if I haven't let me know. I'll also be reblogging this for the day crowd.

My blog is a safe place. I rp Mario as very campy, bright, and happy-go-lucky so I extend that to my general post pattern. I take my name and reputation quite seriously and as stated just a second ago I wrestled with making this post but I cannot let what they've said go uncontested. If you're reading this and you interact with them then this isn't me damning you or claiming I won't interact with you because of it but this is simply a cautionary tale. With that being said, for the more sensitive bits of proof, shoot me a DM or hit me up on discord(available upon request) and I can furnish you with even deeper details than I plan on going into in this post.

I have always avoided airing out my dirty laundry so to speak when it comes to any aspect of my life on this blog. Although it is "my" blog and I can post whatever I want, again, this is a place of uplifting and an escape. Rare is it when I'll post about how I struggle with certain things or if I feel dejected from a certain community and so on. I made a post a few months ago talking about my substance abuse and how I overcame it. In that same post I spoke about my mom, her alcoholism, and how she injured me in an altercation we had. I did that to be open because these same struggles have impacted my time on here. I was heavily self-medicating during my last run on tumblr and although I was present it was because I literally wished I didn't exist at the time. It all culminated into last year, spilling into this year. You can read that post for that information. I won't entirely retread that ground here.

It's a heavy subject and it's a dark contrast to what I usually post but I did so in case anyone could take strength from knowing I made it through a major struggle such as that.

Now this is a post about @askwendyokoopa,whom we'll refer to as Wendy for the rest of this post, why am I talking about me first? Well, once again, I've never blocked someone and seen them 1. try to circumvent the block with another account(one that perpetrates what I've come to have an issue with on them, more on that later) and 2. have that same person namedrop me for that block as if I need to convince them I don't wish to speak with them anymore.

Yes, I did.

Truly this song & dance is new to me. Again, I take my name(url) very seriously so to call me out as if I've done something wrong to you for not wanting to speak to you?? That's my right, you can't play victim just because I didn't give you a college thesis. This is the internet, if I don't wanna communicate with you I just won't.

I don't make vague posts about people I don't like, nor do I vaguely allude to me going through a tough time(at least I try not to, if I have those incidents are few and far between) I'll outright say I'm not feeling it or something along those lines but even then I have to be going through hell to make such a post. I also refuse to put it on my moots and followers when I feel inadequate because I'm here to lift you up not the other way around. If you choose to drop a compliment on my writing or personality, great! I deeply appreciate it and it motivates me to keep going but I'm here to give a boost to everyone around me through Mario. He's been with me since I was a kid and always a figure of inspiration in how he faces down trouble. I could use a bit of that in my adult life. I just wanna share that with everyone else.

I've actually been sort of a monolith my whole time on Tumblr and you know what? It's gotten me into a lot of trouble I can't lie. I'm doing my best to break that pattern by being upfront with how I feel, speaking to people more even if it's just to say "Hey I like your blog" or something simple along those lines. How can I claim to wanna provide a morale boost to people if I'm as reclusive as I (still) am? Doesn't make sense which is why I've been moving to change it.

This is not to name me a victim by the way. All this person did was namedrop me and mildly annoy me/make me uncomfortable but I've spoken with actual victims of their harassment and that was actually the last straw. So if anything I'm getting off light, I'm only doing this to clear my side of things and provide clarity for why this is happening.

I met Wendy way back in the infancy of my old @red-man-of-archive blog which I'm sure is obvious that it was the same URL you see me using now when it was active. Things were casual but consistent. IC Wendy had a crush on Mario but he usually never reciprocated and just moved on. Was it harassment back then? No. We didn't talk OOC and kept things "business" as I'll call it. They were amicable and their portrayal was pretty accurate in my opinion of course. Nothing funny going on to my knowledge.

Fast forward to me going through the various issues I did, being unable to even keep up with basic blog activity, and then going on extended hiatus. I tried coming back but had lost my phone number by then due to financial reasons and I decided this was the chance I needed to start over. So I did! I remade the blog September of 2018, archived the old one since I was still somehow logged in on my phone at the time and moved on. I don't think Wendy was around when I started over but they did come around. And to clarify: it still wasn't harassment. Things were casual, when threads ended they didn't have a foul word to say.

I end up dropping out again from tumblr, still in the storm that is my life. Not even a full month later either. I'd pop in for spurts of activity but it never lasted. Didn't see hide or hair of Wendy during this period.

Then we arrive at this year. Nearly three years after my last posting. I had quit smoking(THC) completely, I'm on the uptick in my job/finances, and I'm seeing a therapist. Took a look back and I've been reclusive, posting from my little cave this whole time and I came to the realization that if I want any staying power I need to put more of me out there alongside Mario. So, I start approaching people OOC more and trying to be forthcoming in where our threads are going or if I'm liking/disliking something.

Coming back to Wendy. When I got back so-to-speak I went through my followers to see if anyone was still active. Three years is a long time after all. I came across her again: Wendy. I looked at the timestamps, saw how far back they'd posted but they were among the people I felt comfortable enough to message despite the inactivity. Ironic.

Now, I can't show chat messages between us because when I blocked them the messages were nuked. I don't feel like attempting an unblocking to revive it but I'm about 90% sure they can see my posts anyway. Bear with me a little longer on this narration.

They get back to me after a bit and we start chopping it up. We catch up and I'll be 100% transparent in saying yes I did go along with everything being suggested. We started an entire thread based off innuendo but it was quite ham-fisted and when I stopped replying they began to pester me "Did I do something wrong? Can you not find another acronym?" even going so far as to start interacting with me through a different post and asking in character why I didn't reply.

That thread and the in character incident are gone unfortunately as I deleted them. But, I've got more than that to share. Innuendo isn't inherently bad nor does it go outside of what I do here as Mario.

By this point my patience has been tested and I realize this isn't the same amicable person I used to deal with. I can't speak for others OOC but I will say they hijack posts very often to ramble in character with this self-referential tone that makes it quite obvious this isn't Wendy(the character) speaking but the mun or simply turn things inappropriate. A few examples, we got

Just bizarre, plus it's AI

Again, weird, but not a blockable offense. They've at least put the bare minimum of effort in to tag it, I guess right? Well, around the time the gears were turning regarding this person's odd and pushy behavior there was someone within a server I've joined who made an announcement about them given they've had experience with this person. Unfortunate experience it seems.

They detailed a lot of things as did a few other moots of mine but one thing in particular stuck out to me. They claimed that this particular person used a whole host of other blogs to stalk/harass them. Then I remember this post.

Wait a second... going to their profile proper we see

Then if we hover over Pom Pom we see

So, not only do they have a laundry list of accounts at their disposal but they use them to circumvent blocks, and then will talk to themselves using these same accounts.

I don't wanna associate with someone like this. And this is just the tip of the iceberg, if I haven't convinced you yet, contact me through tumblr DM's or discord and I can let you know what else I know because their rap sheet is longer than their muse list.

They mass follow people within communities they're active in and even if you block this main blog, they could be on your follower list and you don't even know it. Thusly, I am going to suggest you block this person and their list of alternative blogs, and move on. If I still haven't convinced you, once again hit me up privately because I've got more personal stuff to share that doesn't belong here per se.

I don't wanna see this person victimize other people and that's why I took the time to put out this warning. All that talk earlier from me about "uplifting people" but I'm making a callout post right? Well, once again, I didn't want to originally because I thought I could just move on. But, this is a chronic pattern of behavior exhibited by this person and I don't wanna see them victimize someone else. If me blocking them didn't get them up in arms enough to namedrop me and play the victim themselves we wouldn't be here. Plus, I wasn't the only person addressed in their little callout post.

So, that's the scoop on why I blocked askwendyokoopa and why I believe you should too. They are not worth your time or energy.

The rabbit hole goes deeper but I've rambled long enough.

My discord is available upon request if you'd like to discuss things further. This will be my first and last time addressing them/this situation publicly. I don't do drama and in a month it'll be ten years since I started posting on tumblr. This has never happened to me before and I'd like to keep it that way.

Thank you.

#ℳ ➙ Player One | OOC |#tw: drama #call out post #drama #tw: harrasment #askwendyokoopa #tw harassment #tw drama #red man of mustache

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dark-night-star-light · 1 month

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Thinking about running a best character, best ship, or best quote bracket. Here's how each would hypothetically work (and vote in the poll at the bottom, please!):

The issue with characters would be that I’d have to go through all eighteen and a half books to find all the characters, or the other option is I only take characters that get submitted by the seven of us chilling here together in this hot tub (because like for Conor against Tepin, who the hell’s gonna vote for Tepin, right?). I would also allow you to submit propaganda to get your fav as far as possible and anti-paganda if you want a certain character to lose (as long as you keep it light-hearted and don't try to bash anyone that actually votes for that character etc. etc. etc.).

For ships, I will definitely only take submitted ships, because there are an infinite amount of ships that could happen otherwise. But I'll take anything no matter how crackship-y or rarepair-y it is (within limits, obviously no pedo/incest ships). Tentatively saying I will again allow propaganda and (light-hearted) anti-paganda, since I'm hoping we as a fandom are mature enough to let this be a chill experience and not devolve into ship bashing (I'm pretty sure we are, we're not the a/t/l/a fandom, so).

And for quotes, again, I'd only make a bracket out of quotes that get submitted. I'm not sure if I will allow propaganda for this one, because it seems kind of self-explanatory. But maybe, if people want it. If you submit a quote, you'd have to be able to tell me which book it was from, the page or chapter number, and who said it for it to be allowed into the bracket, although if you're not sure of one of those things, you could just tell me and I'd try to find it (I own all the books, so it wouldn't be a problem). I may or may not allow you to submit context or background for the quote (in some cases that can ruin the quote, or give it an unfair advantage). Quotes would be allowed to be as unserious or serious as you want, there will be no restrictions on it whatsoever (just don't make your quote, like, a single word or something).

In any case, you’d be allowed to submit as many characters/ships/quotes as you want. I would not reveal who submitted what character/ship/quote if that's something you choose to reveal to me, unless you want me to. I’m not sure how submissions will work, either through my ask box (don't worry, anon asks would be on) or through an anonymous Google form. Of course, my DMs are always open, too, if you want to submit something through there.

Your propaganda would be allowed to be anonymous or not (if you want the credit). It would also be allowed to be as short or as long as you want, and as unserious or serious as you want (you could literally submit, like, "Vote for Rollan, he's so funny and he needs a hug" as propaganda and I would accept it, or you can go deep and start talking about his parallels and arc and motifs and backstory and personality and hardcore analysis stuff, and that would also be fine). If multiple people submit propaganda for the same character/ship/quote, I’ll keep them all, and you are allowed to submit propaganda or anti-propaganda for as many characters/ships/quotes as you would like. When we're approaching the start of the bracket, I'll also say how many pieces of propaganda and anti-poganda were submitted for each character/ship/quote. That way, if a character/ship/quote has no propaganda or anti-paganda, it would be giving everyone a warning that that's the case and that it's the last chance to submit for them. Your propaganda also doesn't have to have any basis in canon. You could make up headcanons about a character and submit them as propaganda and that would be entirely fair game. You would not be allowed to submit links to analysis posts as propaganda, though, even if it's yours. Everything submitted needs to be something you wrote specifically for the bracket.

I would be the judge of whether the anti-propaganda crosses the line into bashing (no hard feelings, sometimes tone can be weird over text), and if it does I'd delete it but let whoever submitted it know that I did, so that they could try to submit something milder. Also, keep in mind that propaganda is subjective. Something you submit as anti-propaganda might actually resonate as propaganda with other people (like saying "Meilin was a racist and a classist" as anti-propaganda might just register as "Oh, she had such fantastic character development!" with some people, completely ruining what you were trying to do). Seems counterproductive, but if you have mixed feelings, I'd allow you to submit propaganda and anti-propaganda for the same character/ship/quote (I don't think anyone will actually do this, but it's an option).

If you have something else you want to add, put it in the tags. I’m also going to open up my ask box soon, so if you want to yell at me anonymously, that’ll be the place to go.

Hate to be that person, but reblog for sample size, please.

#spirit animals series #spirit animals books #spirit animals #tell me your thoughts #unless we get enough people to vote in it i won't do it #it'll be no fun if only like seven people vote in every poll #also if i don't get enough submissions i won't do it #i myself will also of course submit various characters and quotes though i may choose to keep some anonymous :)#not much of a shipper so might go light on that #for characters it would be relatively easy to fill out a bracket #for quotes and ships it relies on submissions so. that would depend on what you all submit #if we get 16 submissions for example we could have 4 rounds with 15 polls total #we're a small fandom so there's a very real possibility of ties happening frequently so that will also have to be considered #so i'd also consider comeback rounds depending on how many submissions i get #polls #curiosity killed the cat but satisfaction brought it back #the point of this all is to have fun and for people to be able to participate in fun fandom activities without having to create posts or an #trying to make this as interactive as possible so we can all have fun discussions about our blorbos

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doumadono · 1 year

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Emergency request! (if possible)

I recently found out I have a severe case of anemia (join the club, right? You seem like a pro at dealing with this for quite some time!) It's not just the symptoms like fatigue that bother me, but rather looking as pale as paper. My coworkers even made comments about it in a funny manner.. Could I request a comforting scenario with Dabi and the reader (she/her) after she learns about her diagnosis?

An otherworldly glow - Dabi x Reader

Synopsis: Dabi, and later Toga, both react to your recent anemia diagnosis A/N: hi, sweetheart! No need to stress over that anemia situation. Feel totally free to slide into my DMs, and I'll be your guide through this. I'll dish out some personalized advice – having a doc on call can't hurt, can it? 😅 Maybe I can actually be helpful for once, ha! 😅

MASTERLIST

You step into the League of Villains' hideout, the dim lighting and familiar surroundings providing a sense of comfort amidst the chaos of your recent diagnosis. As you make your way through the corridors, you're greeted by the sounds of hushed conversations in a distance and the occasional clang of metal.

Entering a common area, you spot Dabi sitting on a worn-out couch, his attention focused on a book. He glances up as you approach, his eyes briefly meeting yours before he closes the book and sets it aside.

"You're back finally," he says, his voice carrying a hint of curiosity.

"Yeah, just got back from the doctor's," you reply, offering a tired smile. "Turns out it's quite severe anemia."

Dabi's brow furrows slightly, his concern evident despite his stoic exterior. "Are you alright?"

You nod, taking a seat next to him. "Yeah, I'll manage. It's just been a lot to take in."

He gives a nod of understanding, his gaze softening. "You know, we all have our battles to fight. It's alright to lean on others when you need to. But, of course, don't expect any special or lighter treatment."

You lean back against the couch, appreciating his words. "Thanks, Dabi. It's just… hard sometimes, you know?"

He leans back as well, a thoughtful expression crossing his face. "I get it, doll. Sometimes the world throws things at us that we never signed up for. But it's how we face them that truly matters, isn't it?"

As you sit together, the conversation shifts to lighter topics, Dabi sharing a few anecdotes from his own experiences. You find yourself surprisingly at ease, the tension from earlier gradually melting away.

After a while, Dabi glances at you with a small smirk. "You know, you've got that pale complexion going for you. Guess we'll have to call you our resident ghost now."

You can't help but chuckle, giving him a smack on the shoulder. "Oh great, just what I needed the most – a new nickname, Mr Patchwork. It was rude!"

He smirks back, his tone teasing. "Embrace it. Who needs a tan when you've got an otherworldly glow?"

"Oh, seriously, Dabi?!" Yet your laughter fills the air, and you realize that this interaction, though unconventional, has been a source of comfort.

Amidst the lighthearted banter, you hear a mischievous chuckle from behind you. "Well, well, what do we have here?" The voice belongs to no one else but Toga Himiko.

Dabi rolls his eyes, feigning annoyance. "Just what I needed – a company of the weirdo."

Toga ignores his sarcasm and plops down on the couch next to you. "So, what's the diagnosis, cutie? You're not dying on us, are you?"

You chuckle at her bluntness. "No, just severe anemia. Apparently, I've become the resident ghost around here, according to Dabi," you give him a look.

Toga leans in closer with a sly grin, her eyes dancing with mischief. "Hey, you know, I've got this kinda unusual idea to help with your anemia. Have you ever considered… drinking blood?"

You raise an eyebrow. "Wait, seriously?"

Toga nods enthusiastically. "Yeah, think about it – it's like a natural source of iron, right?"

"Oh, wonderful. Now we're not just a villain organisation but we're also giving medical advice. What's next, Toga? Career fucking counseling?" Dabi snorted.

"I'll stick to more conventional methods. Iron supplements and a balanced diet, you know?" You tell her, rubbing your nape.

Toga pouts, crossing her arms playfully. "Well, fine, be boring as Dabi. But just remember, if you change your mind, I'm here with my trusty collection of syringes!"

Dabi lets out an exasperated sigh. "I still can't believe I'm outnumbered by lunatics."

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quirkthieves · 2 months

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You say not a hill worth dying on but maybe you should post receipts on people on your DNI. To protect others from them.

weird how similar this is to the shit i got in May. starting to have my suspicions but i wont say nothing cuz i dont say nothing without backing it up

Anyways, I'll repeat myself again, in the clearest language possible, avoiding sarcasm or insults, so that we can all be on the same page. Sound good?

A DNI is not a callout. It's simply not. A callout is (and I will be speaking from what it "should" be, since I'm aware this is often not how it is carried out in real life) a post/other publicly curated list of grievances, ideally with evidence and analysis of that evidence and the context of that evidence that proves the point attempting to be made. A callout should be made for the sake of public interest, whether that be because of the subject matter, number of people involved, continued duration of behavior, et cetera. Callouts used for petty personal business are what I like to call "this could have been a dm", and I'm not interested in them. I'm not perfect. I'll admit, in the past, especially when I was 15-16, I was involved with people who went out of their way to take things in bad faith, but I do make an effort to give everyone the benefit of the doubt and exercise discretion in conflict.

A DNI is exactly what the acronym stands for: a "Do Not Interact". People have plenty of reasons to not want interact with someone. Sure, lots of people have been put on DNIs because of callouts, but it's putting the cart before the horse to try and flip the cause and effect, or to ignore the other reasons (like, for example, personal falling outs that had a lot of feelings involved, but aren't malicious or big enough to be a matter of public interest) that people may be put on one. I've seen "DNI if your name is [xyz]" because of someone's personal boundaries. I can respect that, and I don't need them to justify anything to me.

Now, when it comes to my DNI, I will say this: I have people on there that did heinous shit, and I have people there that are matters of personal falling-outs. I have been very diligent in emphasizing that them being on the same list is NOT me conflating our conflicts as all being on the same level. I expect people to give me the same good faith I give them: an understanding that these things have nuance and that if they want a clearer picture they are free to ask. I've even had people message me in the past like "hey, is it okay if I interact, I'm [nuanced reasoning here]" and I both appreciate the honesty and am willing to work with people because things are complicated.

And that means I have a couple reasons for not "adding receipts".

In the case of individuals like Myers, the content in question is incredibly graphic. And there's a lot of it. I don't want to expose people to 100+ pages of violently upsetting material when they're just trying to read my blog rules. It's not the appropriate time or place to do so. Furthermore, the Myers situation was incredibly public. Keeping it taped up on my door would just drag out bad memories for everyone.

Similarly to above, for Myers and certain other individuals, those situations involved something traumatic happening to me as part of that situation. I've said before that I'm a fairly private person when it comes to things like that, and I don't owe anyone the performance of my suffering when I have no control over who can view it.

For situations that weren't insanely traumatic, I don't think receipts are necessary. I've said before-- I don't believe in meddling in people's relationships. Telling, hypothetically, "everyone" about the personal arguments I had with someone feels like going out of my way to point and be like "see? aren't they a bitch!!!" when it's really not necessary. I know that there may also be context or changes behind the scenes I've not been aware of because I don't speak to them. I think our respective mutuals can be trusted to make a reasonable, educated decision about the friend circles they want to curate, and I entirely understand that people have the right to "choose" the other person over me. I'm happy that people can have close friendships! Yes, a lot of those had to do with issues I had as a matter of MORALS, but I'm not all-seeing and all-knowing. Just because I took issues with someone because of my strongly held beliefs does not mean I think of them as a danger to other people. One has to practice discretion.

A DNI is simply about signalling that for whatever reason, people who meet certain criteria aren't going to find your personal space as a welcoming one. Clearly, in this latest situation, Ire thought that me being friendly and trying to engage for the sake of not excluding them in the server was weird and crossing a line-- so I don't know why me saying that I don't want their close friends in my friend circle is so offensive. We don't get along, I don't know why they would want their friends to be particularly close to me either. And that's their right! I'm not mad or offended if anyone decides they would be uncomfortable being around someone they don't get along with and don't like for whatever reason, and I'm not mad at people who see that and decide that they value their relationship with the other person over the one they have with me. Does it hurt my feelings sometimes? Sure, yeah. I'm a person too. Do I not understand it sometimes? Absolutely. But they are allowed to do that, and I won't begrudge them for it. If they don't like me, I don't... want them to be in my space, either? Having "more friends" isn't worth it if they're miserable being around me. I'd rather they just be upfront and say they do not want to continue our friendship.

Just because a person was bad to me or a bad fit FOR me does not mean they will not or are incapable of having healthy, positive, productive relationships with other people. I want to respect those and I'm happy for them. I just don't want it in my personal space, and when we do end up in a mutual space, I'm willing to be cordial for the sake of not jeopardizing the relationships they have with our mutual acquaintances. That does not mean I want to be friends. I just do not want to be cruel and drag personal mess. If I thought they were dangerous to that mutual friend, I'd say something in private, but otherwise, I'm willing to remove myself first (especially if they have seniority!)

I'm frustrated that I keep having to say this over and over again. And I'm frustrated that my attempts to stick by what I believe in is constantly skewed and seen in the worst faith possible, and that no matter the effort, people are always going to see me as a "nosy-ass tweaker" who "ruined the rpc" or an "attack dog" or any other of names I've been called over the years, just because I can be abrasive or sarcastic or hyperbolic. I'm willing to admit that I don't always do myself favors with how my tone comes across in text, and I'm starting to realize that sometimes anger is the only language I know how to express myself with, and I don't like showing my belly to people, especially publicly. But I have feelings too, you know? I get sad, or anxious, or tired, or any other number of things. And it makes me sad to put in so much effort trying to keep my blows from getting too low even with someone I don't like and not even have those efforts acknowledged or reciprocated.

I defended someone on my DNI in may (alex). Just because I have issues with someone, even if they're serious, does not mean I'm going to act negligently and publish or spread serious accusations that I have no evidence or context for, and I'll tell other people to do the same. I even reached out to let them know those things were being said, because I feel that when it's that serious, they have a right to know so they don't get blindsided by rumors. If someone came into my askbox saying Ire murdered puppies, I'd do the same. I've done it before with other people, I'll continue to do it, but it would be nice to have someone acknowledge that sometimes.

Anyway, my answer to that question is : nah. dun feel like it

#pure mustelid crazy://ooc #long post but im not cutting it we're all getting our reading in!

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koffing-time · 1 year

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//OOC cause of recent/current shit again

//to everyone, and i mean EVERYONE, i have some stuff to say about RP-etiquette

i'll make this into two parts:

If you don't like waht a certain person is saying to you, how they are treating you or how they are talking to you. If you don't like their approach to RP with you or something similar. It doesn't matter if it's in character or out of character in DMs or so: TELL THEM. Directly and out of character.

"Hey, i don't like the way this convo is going" or "I don't want this story to continue" or "You make me feel uncomfortable with this" or something similar.

Do that if someone makes you feel uncomfortable. SET BOUNDARIES!!! And if they don't stop, block them. Don't feel bad about blocking people. YOU HAVE A RIGHT TO DO THIS.

You should also talk to people if someone makes you uncomfortable. Reach out to someone you trust if you're not sure you're overreacting. Scratch that, reach out to someone regardless. Like, my DMs are always open, but you don't have to talk to me specifically, of course. There are multiple discord communities, if you don't know where to go. (i can give you invites)

And most importantly: This goes for literally everyone. I'm not talking specifically to minors, i'm not talking about interactions specifically between minors and adults. Again, this goes for everyone.

To everyone receiving criticism about RP behaviour: accept it and reflect on it. Like, for real. Think about what you did to get told off. Don't do a "yes but someone has to explain it to me". If that's the case, go ask people for help, don't wait for them to come to you. It is YOUR responsibility to not be an asshole. Not ours to tell you to stop being one.

And don't get me wrong, everybody makes mistakes, it can happen that you overstep a boundary. That's okay. But it's your responsibility to make sure it doesn't happen again. If you don't make any efforts, don't be surprised if you're getting blocked, called out and shunned.

Also, if you want to do something that is generally considered weird, or unusual or deserves a trigger warning, ASK people beforehand if they are okay with doing it. If you want to go sexual or play something that could be considered weird to involve minors in, MAKE SURE YOU ARE NOT APPROACHING A MINOR! It's not hard to send people a message. If you can reblog their post publicly, you can send them a DM. People will be thankful that you are being considerate.

PS: I don't want to scare anybody, right? Nobody will get mad at you for making a mistake, or saying something wrong once or twice. repeated behaviour or doubling down on problematic behaviour is the problem.

as a TL:DR so to speak: People, talk to each other out of character. It really, REALLY just improves the experience for everyone.

#ooc #Koffing-Time-1.0

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zorkaya-moved · 9 months

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me @ tumblr rpc: YOU DON'T KNOW HOW TO PLOT WITH OCs and it shows.

And you know what? That happens. Plotting is hard. Honestly? Hate plotting so much if I don't know a person these days because I just feel overly anxious and ramble. So yeah, anyhow... Let me share some personal thoughts! THIS DOES NOT TOUCH ON PEOPLE WHO TAKE THEIR TIME, PLEASE TAKE YOUR TIME IN PLOTTING AND PLEASE DO EVERYTHING ON YOUR OWN PACE! THIS IS A HOBBY AND THIS IS SOMETHING WE DO FOR FUN! This is based solely on some of my own experiences with SOME plotting (not all ofc!) as a woman oc writer in 2022-2023. I've had fantabulous experience with plotting and not so much. Please know you're valid, Ily, thank you for bearing with my burnt out ass in plottings. Mwah. Stay winning.

We all suffer from the collective dead brain cell syndrome when it comes to plotting any interaction, but do you know what kind of sucks and makes little ol' me tinsy bit bitter at the end of 2023 after going through countless people who just ignored my plotting proposals when I gave a ton of ideas? And what I'm going to call out just a tiny bit as a woman oc writer?

You can get into wikipedia and seek out information about a canon character to figure out some ideas on plots if you don't know the fandom, but do you do the same for OCs? 'Cuz OCs are sure as hell the very same 'canons from fandoms I don't know' type of situation.

Do you reach out to the CREATOR who can answer all your questions no matter how miniscule they can be? We, OC writers, are ready to give you the deep lore if you ask.

Do you check out about pages or headcanon pages? Hell, some of us have DETAILED NAVIGATION PAGES FOR VERSES! Is your OC or Canon from there? Check it out! Read! Find what interests YOU or if you didn't find something? Just ask the WRITER! Simple, innit? God, Imma be real, some of y'all gonna get my DMs like 'Listen, I can't find if you have this hc, could you please link it to me?' because I want info for plot ideas and if you do the same to me? I kiss u platonically.

Lemme give you a Done For You plotting thoughts you can use on how to plot with OCs, ladies and gents and nonbinary folks!

Do you have a specific dynamic you WANT for your character? Perhaps, you see a villain OC and want smth toxic to try out - ASK. Or you see an OC that might be a fun friend or neighbor or any other more positive dynamic - ASK. Inquire each other about what DYNAMICS you're open to. Oh you open to all? Sick. PUT DOWN YOUR BOUNDARIES FIRST. BOTH SIDES. SPEAK YOUR BOUNDARIES.

Do you have verses both of your characters are in? Be it OC & OC or Canon & OC? Noice, discuss all possible connections your characters might have! Offer ideas! Offer thoughts! The worst thing another can say is 'no'. And if so? COUNTLESS POSSIBILITIES. Yummy possibilities. Friends, childhood friends, childhood rivals, exes, rivals, co-workers, fight on sight, live next to each other, see each other in the same fucking cafe your muse goes at 2 pm specifically and ALWAYS sees another muse there... Countless. I'm telling you.

JUST DO THE FIRST STEP TOO WHEN YOU INTERACT WITH OCS, I'M ON MY KNEES BEGGING.

OFFER. IDEAS. The vaguest ones will do ok too. I cannot stress this enough but as an OC writer, I've had instances where I just... Gave 5 ideas only to have someone just drop me. Fully and completely. Not the 'I'll reach out to you later I need to think about this' but just full on 'wow this is too much plotting and I don't want to invest that much time' like it sucks. It sucks being the only person offering possible dynamics, ideas, even funny ones in some cases! I'm so burnt out from plotting dynamics because I keep. Offering. Ideas. But I don't have the same feedback loop. More like I have 0 feedback in the instances I dive into possibilities which burnt me out from plotting altogether, closing plotting possibilities with those who may actually be the same kind of insane as I am. And it sucks. Bless you all who give vague ideas or not vague ideas. Love you. You're fucking champions.

BE OPEN TO ASKING QUESTIONS, PLEASE ASK QUESTIONS, HOLY SHIT, PLEASE. Please never forget to ask "Hey, how would you feel about this scenario?" or "Would your character be in this kind of situation? Maybe that's how they met and started hanging out?" or "Oh, how about us trying out this type of dynamic and see where it goes?" or anything, really.

Anyways, this is just my 2 am psa because yeah why not. December sucks ass so why not speak out my thoughts at the end of 2023 to enter 2024 with sunglasses and cool Women OCs Propaganda I will continue preaching. You're all welcome to reblog this.

#psa.#goes to sleep #night #i just wanted to talk about this #probably could've written it better #but also its almost 3 am #im gonna go mimimimir #❄ ― OUT OF CHARACTER. ╱ fun time’s passing by like river’s flow.

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gurugirl · 1 year

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A Balancing Act Sneak Peek

A/N: I'll be posting Part 1 of this 4 part mini series next week (not sure what day yet but I'll be announcing it). This is a 1.5k word sneaky so enjoy! xoxo

Series requested by @cinnamonone

It had been a while since she’d been interested in anyone. And she didn’t know what Harry wanted but the night before she was picking up certain vibes. She could be wrong. Perhaps she’d misread the whole situation. But she thought it could be fun to get out a little. Try and move on from the trauma of her last relationship. She tried not to think of it when she closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Moving on had been something she’d been attempting to do for a while. A fun night with a handsome pop star could help a little. If that’s where things led. Hopefully.

At the bar, she ordered soda water to start. She didn’t want to get sloppy, just in case it turned into something more than just a friendly chat. It was around the time Harry said he’d meet her. She’d give him a little leeway to be late since he had just gotten finished putting on a concert for thousands of adoring fans.

But when another thirty minutes had passed she checked her phone to find that there was nothing from him and no sign of his cute dimples in the bar anywhere either.

She waved at the bartender, “I’ll have a glass of house chardonnay please.”

She figured she might as well have one more glass of wine for the evening before calling it a night.

Looking at Instagram while she waited for her glass of wine she realized she had a dm. It was from Dante. An artist she hit it off with at her last art showing. They’d been messaging back and forth a bit but nothing had come of it. He lived a few hours away from her so getting together again hadn’t really been brought up. Except now.

Hey! I’ll be heading your way for an art exhibit soon. Would love to catch up in person if you’re free. Would you be interested in seeing me again? I’ll let you know when I’ll be in town when I find out more.

Smiling she began to type her response when the bartender placed her glass of wine down along with an envelope with her name written on the front.

She looked up at the young man in question

“Concierge handed this to me right after you ordered.”

“But how did you know this was for me?” She lifted the envelope up and flipped it over to open it up.

“Because I have your credit card with your name on it when you started your tab. Plus they described you. It’s from a very special guest I’m told.”

A very special guest.

She pulled her lips into her mouth to hide the grin that was about to take over as she looked around the bar, still, with no sign of Harry.

Pulling out the contents of the envelope she took a sip of her wine.

Sorry, I ran late. Take a drink in my room with me? p1900 - H

Blinking her eyes she felt her pulse pick up as she folded the note and tucked it into her purse. She gulped down another bit of chardonnay and grinned to herself, already having completely forgotten about Dante.

So she had read this right. The nerves in her belly bubbled up as she waved at the bartender, Check please!”

After making a pitstop at her room to “freshen” up she realized that in the elevator the buttons for the floors stopped off at 8. After that was P.

Penthouse.

Hitting the P, she leaned her back into the wall as the elevator took her to the top floor.

The moment she stepped out of the elevator she was greeted by a man, “Can I help you, ma’am?”

“Oh!” She suddenly remembered who she was dealing with. Harry Styles, a world-famous, A-list pop star. Of course, he’d have security. “Yes, I uh… Harry invited me up-“ She reached into her purse and pulled out the note, “Here.”

The man unfolded the note and then looked at her with a smile, “Y/n?”

So he’d told them her name…

She nodded as he handed the note back to her, “Follow me.”

She figured this was something Harry had done before; had people brought to his room. The occasional one-night stand. Some fun for the weekend.

The man knocked at the door and only a handful of seconds passed before Harry was standing in the doorway, wearing the same comfortable after-concert outfit he’d been wearing when she left the venue earlier.

He smiled at her, “Come in,” and then looked at the man, “Thanks, Shamus.”

The suite was huge. That was no surprise. She’d seen a few nice suites in her days. Being an artist wasn’t always so lucrative but she was often invited to the good after parties. She had a lot of artsy fartsy friends, some very well-off.

“I’m really sorry about being so late. I just got caught up and then before I realized the time it was too late. I’m glad you were still at the bar.”

“Yeah,” she said as she walked around toward the sitting area with the large woven rug and plush couches, “about that… what if I wasn’t in the bar? I was about to go back to my room.”

“Well, then I guess we would have missed one another. That would have been a shame.”

“But you have my number. You could have reached out.”

Harry scratched the back of his neck as she sat down. She was acting far more confident than she really was. But this was part of what she did. She was constantly put into situations where she needed to be confident and sell herself. Her art was an extension of herself. So when she needed to make some sales at shows and galleries she learned just how to do that. Her art sold itself for the most part. But there were enough people who wanted her story. Sometimes, she was what sold her piece. She’d do whatever it took to not be a starving artist anymore.

“I know I could have. But… I hope you don’t take offense. I have a rule not to give out my number so easily. Not that I think you’d use it to do anything but I’ve just had some really bad experiences. People I’ve trusted have betrayed me and changing my number is something I have nightmares about,” he laughed as sat down next to her on the couch.

She laughed with him. She actually could sort of understand it. Being a woman was like that in a way. Giving out her number to someone could be risky. It was a gamble to have her information out there with someone she didn’t know well.

“I’m not offended. But I really thought you’d changed your mind. Though, in all honesty,” she stretched her arms overhead and leaned back into the very shockingly comfortable couch, “I was sort of looking forward to my bed. I’m exhausted.”

Harry leaned back and draped his leg over his knee, “I know what you mean. If I were you I’d much prefer a comfy bed than to spend any time with me either,” he laughed and then put his arm along the back of the couch, “but really… if you’re tired, don’t feel pressure to stay. I am glad you’re here, though.”

There it was. He gave her the choice. So he could have the green light. The thumbs up. He was clever. Telling her she didn’t have to stay but also letting her know he wanted her there. The ball was in her court.

“I’m curious as to why you think I’m interesting enough to invite back to your room for a drink, of which I’ve not yet been offered,” she teased with a chuckle. She didn’t want to seem like some pushover but at the same time, she felt a little flirty. She’d had such a good night at the gallery and she hadn’t been alone with a man nearly as attractive as Harry in… well, she’d never been alone with a man as attractive as Harry. And he was very much giving off the air of flirty himself. The way he kept putting his finger up to his lip, the eye contact, his arm reaching across the couch behind her… His body language was a dead giveaway.

“You don’t think you’re interesting?”

Y/n smiled. He was good. Of course that was a good line to use on someone he didn’t know. She was wondering something very specific that he’d yet to admit. That she was there for some fun. A quick romp. He had a need that he wanted filled and so did she. The reason he’d asked her to his room was for that. Yet he insisted on playing coy.

“I know I’m interesting. But you don’t know me. So why is it that you’ve asked me here?” She raised her brows at him as he stood and walked to the buffet across the room.

“I felt comfortable with you from the start. It’s nice to have a conversation with someone new once in a while. Not someone in the industry,” Harry turned back with a bottle of wine in one hand and two glasses in his other, “and sorry I didn’t offer you a drink. Wine?”

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best-transgender-character · 1 year

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Is all the characters being from Homestuck literal or a joke? (Genuine question, not upset. Just need clarification because that could really be either)

I'm breaking character in this post, for the only time. If you don't want the joke explained, don't keep reading.

Questions:

Is this a joke/rigged? Yes. Submissions were not taken into account, every poll of round one was drafted long before submissions closed. I had the list of competitors and the match-ups planned before I even made the blog. This was the plan all along. The competition was rigged from the very beginning.

Is this a real competition? Yes! I will be running polls with the characters in the match-ups. We will have a winner. It is still a real competition, and I encourage you to participate if you want, and reblog/vote and send propaganda.

Will you be running a different competition afterwards (with the real submissions)? No. This is the only competition I'm going to run. If you stick around only because you think there's going to be a different competition than this one, you'll be disappointed.

Why is X included? Why wasn't Z included? At the end of the day, the choice to exclude certain characters was a personal one. I'm no-longer going to be giving public reasoning for choices I've made including or excluding characters. You can DM me if you're genuinely concerned or curious.

Will you post the submissions? No, not publicly. If someone with prior competition experience wants to run the competition, they can reach out and I'll likely share the data with them.

Surely you don't actually expect us to believe it was all Homestuck submissions? No, I absolutely don't expect that. The absurdity is part of the joke. If you see my other posts insisting that the match-ups accurately reflect the submissions, that's because those posts are in-character.

Why did you do this? Mostly to see how people would react. The original inspiration for it came from the way Homestuck characters are sometimes over-represented in Tumblr competitions, as well as the way people get really mad about Homestuck characters in these competitions. The joke is that every single Homestuck character is transgender, and that these characters are superior to every other transgender character in media. The original thought process was something along the lines of, "You could submit every single Homestuck character to a poll like this."

Complaints:

I feel cheated that my character didn't get in!/I put so much work into my submission! The reality of these competitions is that most characters do not get in. If you're upset that your submission didn't make it, you're likely part of one of two groups. Either your character is less popular, and therefore wouldn't make the poll anyway, or your character is incredibly popular, in which case they've been included in countless identical polls already. When you submit a character, there's no guarantee that they'll make it. You do so voluntarily, with the knowledge that it's only a chance. If this is genuinely distressing to you, you may want to reconsider how you interact with online polls.

You're transphobic! I'm transgender, and I don't feel that this joke is at the expense of transgender people. Even if you do feel that this joke mocks the transgender community, I think it is healthy and good to be able to take the piss out of ourselves from time to time.

I was hoping to discover new transgender representation! This blog never claimed to be about transgender representation, and explicitly did not preference canonicity. However, if you're looking for interesting transgender characters, I have a webcomic in mind that you might find interesting.

This isn't funny. That's okay, the joke wasn't for you.

[ID: Anonymous asked "You could say we got trolled." End ID]

Credits:

Thank you to @hsrips for the promo and image edits.

Thank you to my friends for laughing with me.

Thank you to the people spreading the polls and rooting for the characters, especially the people getting really into the more niche characters.

And most of all, thank you to the people who originally reblogged the post, who were here before the round one announcement, who submitted a huge amount of characters, and who got really upset at me. This joke relied so heavily on you, and I appreciate it a lot.

#ooc #faq #ask

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some-pers0n · 1 year

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Uhhh....Bio Post?

Hey! Hi! Hello! Any other synonym for ‘greetings’! Nice of you to stop by and read this. If you have, give it a lil' heart so I know you've read it. Means a lot.

INTRO

My name is Some Person, though you can call me Some, Person, Somp, or just SP. The SP stands for "Science Party" of course. What else could it possibly be?

They/she pronouns. Don't wear 'em out, alright?

I’m a blog that just is mostly here to gawk at beautiful art and reblog it. It’ll be just about anything, but mostly as of now it’s going to be TF2, WoF, Will Wood, memes, etc and etc stuff. I do reblog a LOT, just keep that in mind.

I am a fanfic author who mostly just dabbles in TF2 and WoF, though don’t be shocked if I post anything from any other fandom.

BYI

DNI: Queerphobes, radqueers, proshippers, racists, bigots, all that noise. Standard DNI here

I am a rambly person. I can’t really help myself but run my mouth off on just about anything. I’ll frequently post rants and gargle up nonsense about anything. I don't really expect engagement since I'm ultimately just rambling to myself

If you couldn’t tell already, I do genuinely type like this. It’s force of habit now, I guess. I always sort of worry that I come off as rude or insensitive, so I'll infrequently use tone tags just in case. You don’t need to use them for me though if you don't want to

I'm also very awkward. I'll say a lot of things randomly or just be really sort of...off in a way. Keep in mind I'm autistic lol

I am 18 and over, however I still am rather averse to NSFW content. No offense to any artists out there who draw it, it just ain't for me. Oh and also minors are 100% allowed on my blog of course

I am also an argumentative person. I try to catch myself before it gets bad, but sometimes I get carried away. My deepest apologizes if that happens

I have a lot of opinions. I swear to god you can press me on just about every topic and I'll have something to say about it

If you go to follow me, just know that I am a very reblog-heavy person. If you do so, there's a good chance your dash will be flooded with TF2 characters and whatever else I'm incredibly obsessed with at that point. I'm sorry to anybody who follows me and is immediately hit with gay old men holding hands

I LOVE ASKS!! I love talking with people! Feel free to DM, ping me in posts and tag game, or just...talk to me about anything. No need to be shy around me. Ask me about my thoughts on something and I'll answer as soon as possible. Wanna talk about something else? Sounds great!

INTERESTS

(Highlight: The Interest | Bold - Major Interest | Italics - Moderate Interest)

TF2

Wings Of Fire

Will Wood

Writing

Astronomy

Psychology

Disco Elysium

TLOZ

Pokémon

The Magnus Archives

Jerma985

Omori

Persona 5

Deltrarune/Undertale

FNAF

Portal 1/2

SOCIALS

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Discord: s0me-person

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daifukumochiin · 3 months

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Writers ask!

1. Start to finish, how long did it take to plan and write? Did you take breaks during the process?

6. How did you decide what tense and POV(s) to use?

18. Talk about your editing and revision process

26. Share your favorite detail

Since no one is curious about any particular fic, I'll just answer in a general sense, Lav 🥲 I'll address it to everyone who'd come across this post. 1. How long does it take me to plan and write a story? Do I take breaks during the process? > I don't have stellar records. So far, out of nine that I uploaded on ffnet, I have two completed one shots (one of those, I promised I'd write a part two, but I'm not interested in it anymore), a completed short multi-chapter fic, a microfic anthology, and then all the rest are WIPs. I've been DM for 7-8 years now... That's how long it is to plan my most read fic xD Technically, it is complete, but I promised some extra chapters and I could just never get it done. I'm answering in a roundabout way because I'm not as organized as Lav when planning and writing my fics. I don't keep records, I mostly go by feeling. However, if I do put my mind into it, I guess I could be the type to set a deadline and get it done. Though it's not a guarantee that I'd get the response that I hope for, and that makes me feel gutted. So, in my case, after getting familiar with my writer self through all these years, I need to believe in the importance of a fic more than anyone so that no matter the response and readership, I'd never stop until it's complete. How long does it take me to plan and write a story? Until the will to do it takes me through its completion, that's my answer. Do I take breaks? Hahaha! It's breaks that need to be taken from me.

2. How do I decide what tense and POV(s) to use? > Past. Third person limited POV. Those are my default. I don't think much about it. 3. Talk about your editing and revision process. > Even after I finish uploading a fic, I'll always end up finding errors here and there. I don't have a perfect chapter unlike PianoCoat. When I see an error in PianoCoat's chapter, I'm like, "whoa, that's rare." I edit for as long as I see mistakes, and for as long as I wanted to check for mistakes. I used to be more prudent with this, especially with my first fic, but recently, I don't have much time anymore, and you know, that's fine. I run it through Grammarly-sensei and even after then, I'd still catch some errors. Fresh eyes? Don't know her. Maybe give it five to ten years, then I'd truly have fresh eyes. Not the day after. Fresh eyes I tell you, isn't necessarily a good thing. Your past self's treasure could turn into your future self's cringe. My verdict: I edit and revise, but I'm not the best person for it.

4. Share your favorite detail. > 🤔... This took long for me to think about to be honest. I think I've already told everyone in the SasuHina Month discord about things I liked that I felt those are old things that aren't necessarily very true for current me anymore. I'm thinking maybe something from my most recent works. Is 2022 recent? Doesn't matter, let me tell you about it, 'cause I haven't told this to someone yet. I liked how my story for SH Month 2022 Day 3: Dépaysement took everyone on a journey where they didn't know how it would turn out. That's my favorite part about it. People knew it was a SasuHina story, but they weren’t able to predict the ending because the experience of the journey had immersed them. Also, I liked that Hinata had a hard time with the goats. That part was semi-autobiographical🤣

Thanks for checking out my stuff😽💞🙌 If you haven't yet and are interested, here are links for you:

AO3 https://archiveofourown.org/users/Daifuku_Mochiin/works

FFnet https://www.fanfiction.net/u/9526245/Daifuku-Mochiin

#fanfic writing #sasuhina

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scalecallerpeak · 7 months

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*rubs hands together* hehe do you got any Dragon Priest Headcsnosn you would lvoe to share?

Maormer?

Snow elf?

👀👀👀👀👀

Daedric, per chance?

*I have a whole google docs page worth of Headcanons and I'm continuing to add stuff to it! It's quite messy, I'll admit, but I could mayhaps send it to you if you'd like(via DM or whatever)!*

Oh god I did not mean to leave this so long but I have been so busy lately I'm so sorry 😭 I will just talk about dragon priests in this one or it would be REALLY long especially with Daedra as I've got a lot of headcannons for multiple daedric races. (Sadly I've got nothing for Falmer really they've not gripped me, but I do have Maoromer stuff).

Starting at the top for Dragon Preists, I personally think each preist had a dragon and was chosen by that dragon. For example Nahkriin and Alduin, Morokei and Odahviing, Krosis and Paarthurnax, Zaan and Thurvokun.

There's no requirements as to become a dragon priest other than what the dragons want. You could train all your life to be an acoltye to serve the dragons and get nothing or you could be some random farm girl in the middle of a nowhere down pushing cows over and a dragon is like YOOOOOOOOOOOOO.

I also think Dragon Priest's masks have a unique appearance that cant be mimiced in game because gotta save time in those game crunches. And these masks resemble the dragon of the prest some what (example: my nahkriin and morokei)

And also the mask does effect the wearer to get that trait. For example Nahkriin became more vengeful and unforgiving. Hevnoraak became more brutal, Morokei became more reluctant to admit defeat. These masks also give their weilder immortality and the presits are in some cases several hundred years old by the time of the Dragon War.

Their general jobs are what you expect. To govern the lands the dragons control because the dragons don't want to deal with tax laws. Dragon Priests also spoke only dovahzul really to each other, defenatly only dovhazul in public. As Dovhazul was not commonly taught it was to put them 'above' the general population. If a Dragon Priest had to adress the public they'd have some lesser acolyite translate for them.

Dragon Priests could have spouces and kids they where not barred from it. However, it was unlikely they'd have a lot of time and generally wouldn't be a acive parent. (See Nahkriin and his family:)

Dragon Priests can also have afflictions such as vamperisum and lycantrhopy. In my lore Hevnoraak is a werewolf. The other priests do know about this but keep it hidden as they do not want an issue with the general population.

This also reminds me, physcally Dragon priests are either atmoran or ancient nord (that time between the atmorans becoming modern day nords) and due to this they're a lot bigger than the average nord. Usually easily reaching the high 6ft to high 7ft range. Their ears where also slightly pointed but not to the levels of elves or bretons.

Being a preist also gave them better control over the Thu'um, they wern't aas good as a dragonborn of course but could easily out skill the greybeards as the dragon magic they borrowed from their masters did give them asome dragon born like qualities.

I think this is the majority of my headcannons without going too much into my own plots with the Dragon Priests. Thank you for asking!

#Dragon Priest #Morokei #Hevnoraak #Nahkriin #Zaan the Scalecaller #Fysh Talks #Asks

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