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[ilovedthestars]

i understand and appreciate the sentiment behind them but god, as someone in the process of getting an art degree and intending to pursue a career in art, those "don't get a job doing what you love because you'll start to hate it" posts are depressing

[topherwrites]

MELROSE AVENUE

summary - an ill-advised phone call to your ex.

pairing - jake seresin x (fem!)reader

word count - 3.3k

rating - not 18+, but mdni!

content warnings & tags - no use of (y/n) / angst / post-breakup blues / calling your ex / mutual pining / drinking / implied rebounding? / lmk if i missed anything!

a/n: title comes from the song 'promise' by laufey. this one is for all my fellow angst™️ lovers. reblogs, comments, and likes super appreciated!

TOP GUN MASTERLIST / LIBRARY BLOG

"That guy has been eyeing you the entire time we've been here," Lana says. Your wonderful friend dragged you out for a drink, making apparent that your hermit-like behavior since returning to the city is disconcerting.

You’re fine. Well, you will be. Eventually. Maybe.

"I know."

She leans back in her seat, making zero attempt at hiding the fact that she's looking at him. "He's cute.”

You blithely return, "I noticed."

Before you can stop her, she slides off her stool, taking her purse and coat off of it, "I'm going to go to the bathroom."

"Lan-" you sigh, beginning to protest, but she's already weaving through tables.

The man who's slid into your friend's recently surrendered seat—apparently you “need to get back out there”—gives you a smile as he flags down the bartender.

He’s cute, even more so up close; you'll give him that.

A broad smile that fits in with the rest of his features and enough charm to put you at ease—it rouses memories of you in a similar position only three years ago—and then he speaks, and the southern twang to his flirtation promptly drills a pit into your stomach. You’re starting to think the universe may genuinely have it out for you.

Hyde, he introduces himself as. He very formally holds out his hand for you to shake, large and warm around your own, offering him your name as he leisurely releases you with a squeeze. You refrain from making a Jekyll joke, sure that he’s dead tired of hearing them, instead, you ask him where about he’s from.

Georgia, he says. 

At least it’s not fucking Texas.

You accept his offer of a drink, telling him your order with a smile that you hope comes off as happy to be here, definitely not devastated!

And If there’s one thing you know it’s that Jake isn’t lamenting the end of your relationship, turning down flirtations from pretty women.

He no longer has reason to. And neither do you.

He has to keep pushing his hair back from where it falls attractively into his face, curling up at his neck. And as you get into the groove of getting to know a new person, you begin to think that you can do this, live without him. He offers the basics about himself, and you internally sigh in relief that he’s a firefighter. You have a new rule: no military, not ever again.

Halfway through your Manhattan, he grips the lip of your stool and pulls it flush with his own, cheekily murmuring with a smile that makes you feel a little fuzzy, maybe it’s just the gin, “Want you closer.”

If it was any other night, you’d find the move unbearably corny and far too much far too soon, but he’s pretty and affable enough that he can pull it off. So, you let the outside of your thigh press to his, feel the denim of his jeans against your skin. And you're surprised to find yourself excited, marginally.

You should bring him home. Let him, anyone, touch you. Maybe sparking intimacy with a new person will push you past all this—

Maybe.

A half hour later and numbers exchanged, he waits with you out on the sidewalk for your Uber. He's angled his body so his broad shoulders block you from the light wind, the night air cooling your heated skin. It’s sweet, he's sweet, you think.

Jesus, you’re a lightweight now. Those three drinks are hitting you a little too hard to be cute. Lana waves bye to you as she nearly skips down the street, inordinately smug.

You look back up at him, hands fidgeting slightly as you worry your cuticles—you're out of practice at this, you hope it's not off-putting—an uncertain edge to your voice, “Alright, well, call me.”

But he takes your nervy manner in stride. He tips his head, a soft smile on his face as he looks down at you, swinging open the car door for you. “Yes, ma'am.”

A different timber, but the same southern twang echoes in your head again. You freeze for just a moment. Luckily, he hasn’t seemed to catch your brief deer-in-the-headlights look. You send a small wave goodbye as you duck into the car, letting out a long breath as the driver pulls away.

Dropped off, it’s on your three-story walk-up that you let the three drinks you had back at the bar influence your actions. It’s as good of an excuse as any.

Pulling out your phone, you scroll through your contacts and hit the call button beside the one marked; Hangman (do not answer). You let out a sad little laugh at that.

You had changed it to his callsign a week after the breakup, or back to his callsign, back to a stranger. Seeing his name every time you pathetically agonized over calling or texting him became too painful. The “do not answer” now lingers ironically. The wall of silence finally broken by you; no attempts at contact from his side. Only his right as the dumped party, you suppose.

The line rings, the sound echoing around the concrete stairwell as you finally step foot on the landing of your floor. It continues to ring while you heft open the metal door to your hallway. A thought runs through your head, he’s not going to answer.

You calculate the time difference: 2 a.m. in New York, 11 p.m. in San Diego. 

Which means that he’s probably at the Hard Deck, sidling up to some woman, shooting her a smile and a line. And, just like you once were, completely defenseless against his square jaw and green eyes, he’s charming his way into her pants. His phone is probably buzzing away against his ass and he’s ignoring it in favor of pressing her up against the siding of the bar.

You're sure there are still suspiciously you shaped clearings in the dust there.

You unlock your front door with a sour taste crawling up your throat. You're about to let reason win out, take the hint, let the scab go unpicked—then the line clicks, connecting.

In your front hallway, you’re rendered stock still, mind racing to catch up to the fact that he did, against all reason and odds, answer. A sharp spike hits your chest, and you bring a hand up to soothe it away, fingers pressing hard at your sternum. The discomfort pulls you back down.

A groggy voice, his voice, comes crackling through the line, “Hello?”

Then you hear a shifting of sheets, a heavy sigh, and a yawn that recedes as the phone is pulled from his ear—the sound stops abruptly. Clear-cut silence remains.

You hazard he must’ve checked the caller I.D.

For one very long second, you wonder if he’s simply hung up on you, but the rustling of sheets on the other end confirms that you are still very much drunk dialing your ex.

Your name is whispered as a question—like he can’t quite square that you’re calling him. Fair, the ending felt pretty definitive. Moving across the country doesn’t scream open to reconciliation. And you aren’t. You think.

You shouldn’t be, at least.

Intaking one large breath, you answer as you release it, “Yeah.”

“Uh, did you mean to-” he cuts himself off, then says as though you’re not aware, “This is Jake. Are you alright?”

The genuine concern in his voice makes emotion work its way up your throat, a thickness taking hold of your vocal cords. You miss him. You cough, clearing the feeling away. “Yeah.”

He’s rendered you monosyllabic.

“Yeah, you meant to call me? Or yeah, you’re alright?” His voice comes through so crisply—if you closed your eyes, you could pretend he was here. You try to ignore that.

Leaning back to rest against the wall, you whisper to the hallway, “Both,” you clear your throat, “I guess.”

“Oh.”

He doesn't seem to know what to do with that. And in his defense, you're not being very fair, you know that. You're just prolonging the amount of time it's going to take to get over him.

But you can’t help yourself from inquiring, “You're not out?”

“Haven’t been in the mood.” Then, he asks as though it takes incredible effort to do so, “Have you?”

It’s clear to you that he’s trying to suss out both whether this call is the result of alcohol—it is—and if you’ve been out on a date—not intentionally.

You continue your streak of being vague, “Sort of.” You clear your throat, deciding to offer up, “Lana and me went out for a drink.”

“A, as in singular?” He teases.

You blow out a long breath, your shoulders loosening at his tone, the familiarity therein. “…Maybe a bit more than a.”

There’s a short silence. But there’s no bitter aftertaste to it when he says, “I figured.”

“How are things there?”

His eyes land on the empty space beside him. “Quiet.”

Your eyes scan the moving boxes still piled high in the living room. The way your loneliness, now that you aren’t really distracted from it, seems to seep into every dark corner of the room.

Ignoring any possible subtext—easy enough, as tipsy as you are—you take the most straightforward meaning of his answer.

“Good, that’s good.”

Blowing out a long breath, you peel yourself from the floor, teetering on unsteady feet as you make your way into the kitchen. Setting your phone on the counter, tapping the speaker button. You blindly fumble in a cabinet for a glass. Knocking the tap on, you watch as it fills.

Jake tries to settle into a steady rhythm of catching up, it’s easy to pretend you’re just old friends. Well, not easy. But certainly easier than acknowledging all the baggage that rests between you.

“You settling in over there?”

Turning the tap off, you look about your apartment as you take a sip.

Again, the boxes. Still packed high, still taped shut.

You hum, “Forgot what a pain moving is,” adding after a moment of thought, “Can’t find my fucking silverware.”

His laugh rumbles through the speaker, you share in it with him lightly. The sound mixes nostalgically.

You pick up the phone, holding it to your ear as you lean your elbows on the counter. And not that you would ever admit, you let your own laughter quiet, get a clearer ear of his.

You know in one of those boxes—you didn’t mark which one, idiot—is a collection of photographs, photobooth strips and polaroids snapshots and underexposed disposable camera film. There’s probably one too many in there where Jake is the sole subject, him squinting against the sun on the towel next to you or the silhouette of him moving through waves. You can't make many excuses for why you took them.

The ones that are worse on your heart are the ones you squirreled away of just the two of you—his chin resting on your shoulder, arms wrapped around your middle. Another of you resting on his shoulders in Penny’s pool, haphazardly trying to push Mickey off of Reuben and into the water. Laughter echoing through time. 

The one Nat snuck of the two of you, sequestered in your own little world at Penny and Mav’s reception—his arm along the back of your chair, fingers gently running along your bicep. Private smiles and quiet conversation. Dreaming of something stupid.

All some hazy, happy memories.

Preemptive grief—that’s what runs through your body, leadens your chest. He’s still there, in your ear. But soon, he won't be. It’s odd to consider how every second is memory—sand in an hourglass. It's unlikely you’ll ever cross paths again.

It’s for the best.

Those words drag at the bottom of your stomach. It’s a cliche you’re tired of clinging to. 

Without it, you might go insane.

“Would you tell your mom hi for me?”

“I-“ he sighs. Maybe it’s too weird, too familiar, too soon.

“What?” After another little drag, “Jake?” It comes to you in the silence: “You haven’t told her yet.”

The knowledge hurts. He’s been putting it off. And so your mind plants a horrible, viscous little thought, maybe he thought he wouldn't have to. You swallow it down. 

“Hadn’t gotten around to it.”

His mother will take one look at him and just know—he fucked it up.

It wasn't mutual. Not really. 

You’re blameless. Jake was lacking. As always.

His mother loves him despite his flaws. Despite the way that sometimes his voice hits his ears and all he hears is his old man. That old need to pick at and put down—he’s no Freud, but he knows where he learned it. 

That man infected him.

You're the first person who didn’t seem to love him out of some sort of obligation. And he fucked it up. 

He only went to see that therapist twice—then the conversation landed one too many times on his father, his childhood in that house, and he still hasn’t gone back. Keeps paying the no-show fee, week after week, just in case. 

“I need to know how you're doing.” It’s probably a streak of sadomasochism that makes you ask it. But part of you needs to know if this has all hit him as horribly as it has you.

“Bad.” He laughs a little as he says it. In your head, you can picture the bittersweet smile on his face.

You take short, torturous breaths through your nose. Like you're trying to shove down every terrible, misguided, pathetic impulse that ultimately leads you to say the one thing above all else you shouldn’t, “I miss you.”

It’s an admission of defeat to yourself. Cringing, you bite down hard on your cheek in punishment for letting that last line of defense slip, waiting with bated breath for his response.

On the other end of the line, Jake attempts to compartmentalize.

Pulling the phone from his ear, it digs into the side of his temple as he curses—hopefully quietly enough that his phone doesn't catch it. 

Closing himself off to unpleasant feelings is second nature—guilt, anger, fear, inadequacy—switch on, switch off. The therapist Reuben recommended to him after you left tells him it’s a coping mechanism—an unhealthy one, her voice echoes in his head. It’s not working as well this go-around.

Alone in his bedroom, he has to swallow down the horrid lump crawling up his throat in order to speak, hoping you don’t hear the shudder in his chest.

“You're gonna be so happy,” he says. “You’ll get over this,” him, “I promise.”

He speaks to you as though you’re a friend. It’s all he can do.

With you, he had proven to himself, once and for all, that he’s incapable of being in a relationship, he can’t make anyone happy, not for very long at least. But in that short moment where he did make you happy, he’d convinced himself it wouldn't be just that—short. Delusionally, selfishly, wrongly.

He convinced himself it was for the long haul.

And he didn’t appreciate it well enough, didn't burn those early mornings and late nights and gentle affection into his memory. He remembers plenty of it, his fuckups, especially, have played over and over in his head ad nauseam as he’s drifted to sleep these past few weeks. But he wishes he remembered every second.

This is another one, right now, another second with you that he’ll tuck away.

It was over two months ago now—after a nauseatingly quiet fight that ended with you shutting yourself away in the bathroom till you’d assumed that he’d fallen asleep, tentatively slipping under the sheets—that he answered a question for himself: can someone be the one if it’s clear you're not theirs?

So Jake did what he does best—what branded him with his call sign to begin with—he left you out to dry. A gradual distancing over a few weeks. Not making plans as often and spending the night at his own place. Worse, even, that it felt like you were expecting it—already at acceptance, just passively coming to terms with the end of your relationship. You were expecting him to fuck it all up that it didn't even come as a shock.

All a long time coming.

With wringing hands, you’d given him a sit-down and the stock standard, ‘this isn’t working anymore’. It was over so quickly, simple agreement and a bag packed in all of fifteen minutes. You didn’t even look up as he closed the door behind him.

Jake still fantasizes about a scenario in which he put up a fight.

His words ring hollow in your ears. You feel like this ache has imprinted itself in your heart. You swallow down your disappointment. Even though it wouldn’t change anything, you wanted to hear him say, I miss you, too.

Because you miss his eyes and his broad shoulders and his deep dimples. You miss his bright, eye-crinkling laugh, his yes, ma’ams’, and the way he softly hums old country tunes while he cooks. You miss the way that genuinely, for a moment, you thought he might be it. Something as silly as “the one”.

Forever is now a word, a concept, that makes you feel unbearably naive. Like a child who still believes in Santa Claus far too late. Like a joke you weren’t in on. Like every time some friend of a friend, always a few years your senior, seemed to doubt the longevity of your relationship, you should have heeded their cynicism.

You just wonder, retrospectively, how much of it was rose-colored glasses, if the good of your relationship was really as good as you remember it. 

It was so far from you the moment it was over, you’re left unable to trust your own recollection. Disdain and sentiment and remorse clouding every moment brought to mind.

You’re still learning how to square it all in your mind. The before and the after.

Despite the fact that he pushed you to the breakup, you were still the one to put an end to it. Take the relationship out back and shoot it. He doesn't really owe you- no goodwill, no kind words. And yet he extends them anyway.

“It’s probably time for me to let you go,” he says as though he were the one who initiated this.

There’ll be no “I’ll see you around” or “I’ll talk to you later”.

“Yeah. I, uh…” you can’t bring yourself to say it, it wouldn’t make much of a difference. “Goodnight, Jake.”

His name still sounds so familiar in your mouth. You wonder if your body will ever really forget him—or if some form of muscle memory will always recall the way you loved him, will always paint him with a fond brushstroke.

“Get some rest, alright?”

You force a hum out of your chest, take a shaky inhale through your nose. This is where you should hang up. 

You know that. But you make no move to do so.

All you want is another minute. So you stay on the line, unable or unwilling to be the one to press the end call button. For a moment, all you hear is his gentle breathing through the speaker and wonder if he feels the same.

It doesn't matter much anymore. This is a bookend. No point in settling the minutiae any longer.

Back in San Diego, Jake counts off to five in his head, then ten. Renegotiates to fifteen. 

It's for the best. 

Three sharp beeps and you're left in the echoing quiet of your apartment. You stay standing in the half-dark kitchen for a long time after.

The sounds of the city leech into the space. You'll find a new dream, a new future. It'll just take you a little while to let go of the old one.

On the other side of the country, Jake comes to the realization that he’s alone once again—as he always was before you and will be after you.

e/n: i might've also written an alternate ending to this one if anyone is interested. thank you for reading!

[tea-cake-and-sarcasm]

☆ TEA'S NEW AND IMPROVED INTRO POST ☆

Hello! You can call me Tea or Albert. Other nicknames are cool too! I'm a rather private person so neither are my real name. My pronouns are She/Her/They, and I am one of them queers. I mainly reblog, but on occasion you may see some of my incoherent ramblings, or even some of my art. I promise I will get to tagging all of these one day, but for now it will be like a fun little surprise whenever you find something of value here

Some quick and important notes:

I've had a major bot problem recently, so when following me please know that if you have no description, profile picture or title etc. I will block you. Even just one of these tells me you aren't a bot. Make a little post that says hello, and that's good enough:)

I will not be answering any donation asks

Here's why:

-I am a minor and therefore cannot support your cause even if I want to

-I'm literally broke

-My follower count is too small to argue I could promote the cause by answering, and many are in the same situation as me

-It sounds mean, but if I answer one, my inbox fills with 5-10 new asks, and I can't do that.

Tl;dr: I don't have money, and no way to give it if I did.

My interests!

Some favourites:

-Jujutsu Kaisen

- Moriarty the Patriot

- Death Note

-Persona (currently playing through 4)

-Ace Attorney

-Omniscient Reader's Viewpoint (though I haven't finished it, so no spoilers please)

-Totk/Botw

-Saiki K

-Attack on titan

-Alien Stage

-Cult of the lamb

-Sky: Children of the light

-Neon Genisis evangelion

-Howl's moving castle

-Tokyo Ghoul

-Sherlock (The ACD books, though I've watched some of the BBC version)

-Portal

-Many many more, if you ask there's a good chance I will have at least heard of whatever you're talking about :)

Some Favourite Characters:

-N Harmonia (Pokemon B/W)

-Howl (Howl's moving castle, especially the books)

-Suguru Geto (Jujutsu Kaisen)

-Gojo Satoru (Jujutsu Kaisen)

-William Moriarty (Moriarty the patriot)

-Era of the Wilds Link (Botw/Totk)

-Misa Amane (Death Note)

Favourite Music artists:

-Malice Mizer

-Kikuo

-Maretu

-Cö shu nie

-Österreich

-All the persona osts

-Alnst ost

-Miracle musical

Progress on watching/reading things etc (LAST UPDATED: 8/5/25):

-Orv : roughly chapter 60, up to date with the webtoon

-Aot : early s2

-Persona 4 : Apprehending/rescuing the kid in the video game themed dungeon

- Bsd : just past the flashback episodes with Oda, Ango and Dazai

-The Case Study of Vanitas : Episode 8

-ENA : episode 4 (I believe)

-Arcane : Just into s2

-JJBA : I think episode 11 or something of battle tendency

Some mutuals I care rather a lot about:

@sssssaaaaaaammmm - Evil Wizard @wondersoftheimagination - Parent of my late slug son (Rip Ryuzaki)

@y0url0calcryptid - Silly clown

@fearofgodandtolkien - someone I cannot imagine as a person, only as a whole forest

@mehtoohardtofindasuitablename - the owner of the most darling cat in the world

@liquidpaperfoundation1 - very wowzers type of guy

@numberoneah-duofan - I have never been bribed quite so much in my life as I have by this person in the last two years or so

@lara-prim07 - Satorboo <3

If you aren't tagged here I still love you I just don't want to be yapping too much, or I'm not sure about your thoughts on being tagged in this way :) any mutuals who wish to be added (or removed!) Js let me know!

Some trivia under the cut! (Idea from @y0url0calcryptid)

-My favourite colours are purple and red

-I LOVE BUGS

-I love steam trains <33

-My current manga collection consists of all tokyo ghoul, tokyo ghoul:re, volumes 1-17 of mtp, 1 tpn, 1 Mr villains day off, all death note, 2 jjk

-I'm stereotypically english, in a sickly victorian child kind of way

-my favourite animals are giraffes and crows

-when I was younger I really wanted to be an author, but I haven't written anything substantial for a good while, aside from assignments

-growing up I developed an obsession with poisons and diseases that was pretty cool

-chat I love trains

-I'm awful at all sport, but I do aerial hoop and silks, and i love swimming

-I love forests so much

-I play piano (~grade 3-4), but I've been meaning to learn electric guitar

-My spice tolerance (in a metaphorical and literal sense) is negative (stories or food)

-My MBTI is enfp (tragically the same as Shinji from nge)

-I'm a yapper :(

-I'm planning to make an oc masterlist soon!

[mutipede]

Maybe I'm overthinking but I feel like I should make some kinda public official disclaimer type of thing…

I grew up really absurdly isolated, and then [stuff happened], and that has made me ridiculously skittish. It's not the fault OR the responsibility of anyone who interacts with me. And I am pretty ashamed and embarrassed about it since it doesn't fit with my mental image of myself of being… y'know, not constantly terrified. ("I'm supposed to BE terrifying!" / bugs and survival horror monsters might be more afraid of you than you are of us but goddamn we're not happy about it)

I'm trying to improve that - hell, I originally made this account, in part, for the express purpose to try and improve that - but it is a very slow and backslide-y process. I'm sorry about that.

Here's what I've gathered so far about my own behavior.

If I think you're cool and we have a lot in common there's a VERY good chance that'll make it harder for me to talk to you, not easier. This sucks and I hate it. It's not your fault and I'm sorry.

If we're mutuals I like you and I think you're cool. 100% no qualifiers end of sentence congratulations on your indisputable coolness

If you follow me but I don't follow you, either I like you and think you're cool but you mostly post stuff I'm not personally interested in looking at, OR I haven't looked at your blog yet but will probably get around to that at some point lol

If I don't like someone I'll just block them and leave them alone.

I struggle with one on one conversations, in DMs and asks n'shit, for reasons I don't entirely understand. But it's a pretty universal thing regardless of how the other party behaves, so if you DM me and I act fuckin' awkward and weird and take forever to reply or can't keep a conversation going, please just be assured it has nothing to do with you whatsoever.

I struggle to initiate conversations unless I have something specific to say, although in the past if I've "gotten into the habit" of talking to someone I will happily talk to them about whatever every fuckin' day. I do miss that although I don't know how realistic it is to think it'll ever happen again.

I also struggle with large groups, like large discord servers, because "well everyone else is probably going to say or already has said anything I could contribute, and I can't keep track of everyone and all the conversations, sooo..." mutes server and only lurks or posts once and never again

To be completely honest - discord itself was pretty triggering to me for a while, to the point that I had to uninstall the app from my phone and only recently made a new account and haven't started actually regularly using it again yet. You can have my discord and you CAN invite me to servers, I'll just be even more skittish there than I am here.

I think a small to medium group setting is the closest to comfortable I feel in social situations at the moment. I don't feel entirely comfortable in any social situations but I'm trying to work on that hah

I need to post and reblog dumb shit and cool art for stress relief purposes. If you happen to see me reblogging goofy bullshit while not responding to conversations, it's safe to assume I'm at some heightened level of IRL distress and trying to take my mind off it, not chilling and ignoring you.

I think that's all the major stuff people should probably be aware of before hypothetically attempting to have conversations with me. I am trying really hard to be chill I would love nothing more in the world than to be chill hah. I'm workin' on it.

[random-gamer1942]

With the year coming to an end, I wanted to make this little post to thank you all for the amazing times. 2024 has gone by faster than any other year, and for good reason. Particularly, because of an interesting combination of you doing more repetative tasks as you age, and each new year taking up a comparatively smaller portion of your life as you age. Psychologically speaking, this-

WAIT FUCK I GOT DISTRACTED OKAY BACK TO THE POST

This year. Yes. It was special. No, but actually. I met so many of you guys in this year alone, and cannot fathom the facts that I might meet this many more people in the coming years. Thank you all for all the art you've made, the stories you written, the blorbos you've created. Thank you all for the picrew and uquiz chains, for the mass reblogs, for the tag games. Thank you all for getting me into new fandoms - from webcomics to shows. Thank you all for interacting with my posts, and for making my own art and writiny feel like they're worth it. Thank you all for being my mutuals. Thank you all for being my friends

And then, to a handful of particular individuals:

@thatoneluckybee

I still remember the terrible puns I made that one day that caused us to meet eachother, lol. And the butterfly effect that caused. Shite. If you hadn't reblogged that post, I probably wouldn't have met about 90% of my current mutuals, and that's not an exaggeration. Thank you for being the 2nd mutual I ever had, for introducing me to sbg, nevermore, and homesick, and for turning me into a mass reblogger lol. No but honestly, I truly am thankful I know you. Here's to another year of me randomly bombarding your asks when reading webcomics or when thinking of theories! (I've started Marionetta btw, be afraid >:D)

@blue-eyed-moon-child

You're genuinly one of the coolest and most interesting people I've ever met, and in only a handful of months have become perhaps the 2nd closest person to me. I've always enjoyed talking to people older than me, since they're actually able to hold conversations on serious/interesting topics, and you especially are someone I feel I'm able to discuss nearly anything with. Thank you for listening to me ramble all those time. Thank you for helping me when I've felt down. Merci d'être ma sœur. Here's to another year of sibling hijinks, highs and lows, and a LOT more rambling :>

And last but not least, @afrogwhocantdraw and @primalmagic

It's a lot more recent, but being part of the benlor trio has genuinly been so much fun. I remember when I originally met frog when I was making some fanart, and how through sheer constantly interacting with Isa's (PHENOMENAL) fics we got her to become friends with us too. We are the 3 musketeers of the sbg community, and none browse the benlor tag without finding our names. To another year of fanart & fanfic. To the benlor trio. To benlor!

Yes I repurposed that drawing shhhhhh

And with all that, to the new year!

HAPPY NEW YEAR!

@thatoneluckybee @aceiscoool @moonbiine @quintessential-candles @haruu-luv

@kirexa @missrayofsunshine @onlyinitforthefandoms @indianatumbleweedjones @a-being-of-chaossss

@nina-the-ninth @sl33pdepr1ved @niredsw @simply-a-moth @fish-nailed-to-a-cross

@thurio-edau @sprinklina @lee1504 @whatsuplin @piigeonss

@blue-eyed-moon-child @afrogwhocantdraw @azulas-1-fan @primalmagic @ohquail

@floydetheflowerdragon @fly-in-amber @cherie-soup @artcher-artwork @junebug99

@corvid-collective70 @karmaajr @ldeedub @comatosequestionmark

[casualhedonists]

I love that you reblog the fics that you like...what are a some of your faves? Just wonder because your fics are amazing and you're such a incredible writer yourself and a icon coriolanus writer

I saw some really AMAZINg but really underrated fics on your reblogs which i didn't come across on my own feed

Attention is so sososooso good btw!! I'm so interested in where you're taking the relationship and hte plot

first off thank you for the lovely words anon!! before i even had the idea for attention i made this blog to rb my favorite corio fics i came across, so i still v much do that, i find a lot of them through tags, and also things my v talented mutuals have posted 💌

there are so many amazing ones that i couldn’t list them all but here are a few of my faves:

anything by @etfrin esp the arranged marriage au fics! their masterlist

blood on his canvas by @pasukiyo recently read that one and WOW

infernal desires by @desireangel just gorgeous and so wonderfully written

everybody knows that i’m a good girl, officer by @cherienymphe we love a lana lyric and this fic is just *chefs kiss* i love it

and a few from ao3 for good measure:

poisoned petals by @sapphicrhaegon (the full fic is on ao3 and is wonderfully dark, heed the warnings)

don’t flinch (i’ve got a soft mouth) by AttaBoyLuther on ao3

may the odds be in your favor by singme2sleep on ao3 (i believe their tumblr is @0bticeo )

there are so many more but those are a few of my faves! tags vary greatly of course so heed each warning individually!

also thank you for asking!! super flattered you’d want to know and go show these incredible writers some love! 🤍🤍

[baekhyunnybyun]

BEX'S 500 FOLLOWER CELEBRATION

Hello friends 🥰 I recently hit 500 followers so I thought I would do a little event to celebrate!! I'm so sooooo grateful that you all 1) decided to follow me in the first place and 2) stuck with me through my many, often simultaneous, url & theme changes and occasional breakdowns over my faves doing pretty much anything. But more than that, I can't thank you all enough for continuing to follow me, reblogging my edits & saying nice things about them in the tags 🥺🫶🏻 that's what makes it all worth it 💖💗💕

Without further ado, onto the celebration event! I've decided I'm going to be opening edit requests. I'm not setting a time limit, partially because I don't know if I'll even get that many requests and partially because I don't know if this will feel fun or overwhelming. But I'll close requests whenever I feel like it's time.

REQUEST EVENT OPTIONS & RULES:

I've come up with 3 different options, detailed below. Requests will only be accepted through my inbox and feel free to send multiple. I'll take them on anon as long as it's turned on. It might take some time to get to your request so please be patient with me! This isn't limited only to groups/soloists I stan. Just keep in mind there are people I'm not comfortable editing and I won't do those requests.

requests received

Era Teaser Edits: send me a member + an era and I will edit some of their teasers from that era. You may request either just the era & get a mix of those teasers (ex: Jaehyun - Forever Only) or a specific set of teasers (ex: Ten's 1st Mini Album - Teaser #4). I'll also accept full group + era, but those will take longer & I'll only do 1 or 2 pics per member. The number of teasers included will depend how many are available, the quality of the images and my personal preference. The older the era, the fewer the pics. If there's a specific teaser you want to see, please let me know in your request!! Tagged under: #bex.req

Magazine Edits: send me a member (or members, depending on the shoot), the title of the magazine, and the month & year of the issue and I will edit some (or all) of the shots. The more details about the magazine issue the better. I'll also accept kdrama actor requests. Examples: Baekhyun - Madam Figaro China, Feb 2024 & Wonwoo, Mingyu, Dokyeom & Seungkwan - Cosmopolitan Korea, May 2020. Tagged under: #bex.req

Moodboards: send me a member + color and/or concept (ex: a season, activity, etc) and I'll make a little moodboard around what you request. Examples: kun + summer & kyungsoo + blue. Tagged under: #bex.mb

All posts from this event will be tagged under: #500.event

I also want to take a moment to shout out some of my beloved mutuals 💜 I hate that tumblr won't let me tag every single one of you. I thought about just listing everyone I couldn't tag, but I stopped myself from being that crazy. If you're a mutual not tagged, just know that I love you very dearly & I'm giving you a hug & a kiss on your forehead. You're all very important to me 🫶🏻

@28reas0ns ♡ @aermageddon ♡ @ashmp3 ♡ @atlantis-area ♡ @awek-s ♡ @baekslight ♡ @biwooyoung ♡ @boomboombass ♡ @byunbaekhyunie ♡ @choiyeonjuns ♡ @digitalgirls ♡ @dojaejung ♡ @donghyuckkies ♡ @duovxq ♡ @evnne ♡ @fleeceyang ♡ @haechannabelle ♡ @honeydewtual ♡ @hoshifromkpop ♡ @jeonwon-wonwoo ♡ @junhuiwenz ♡ @kimsmingyu ♡ @kimsuyeon ♡ @kunfetti ♡ @lee-minhoe ♡ @leetaehwan ♡ @minzbins ♡ @moonsua ♡ @muteddaydreams ♡ @neonsbian ♡ @okaysign ♡ @pinktaeyeon ♡ @possession1981 ♡ @revejoy ♡ @seokmins ♡ @sheawolfmp3 ♡ @seonghwacore ♡ @sungtaro ♡ @sunminshine ♡ @sunmisbf ♡ @taeraenomuyeppeo ♡ @talksaxy ♡ @tipannies ♡ @vcrnons ♡ @wantbytaemin ♡ @wayvmp3 ♡ @wookgerine ♡ @yoohyeon ♡ @yunogf ♡ @zyx

[escapingrealtiylovinginsanity]

Who are your mutuals or friends on here – and – who do you want to be your mutuals or friends?

Before I go into this I want to say. If you're looking for friends on here, want to talk about writing, fandoms, couple cannon or not message me! I love to talk to new people. My writing and coming on here has slowed a bit but I'm happy to talk!

It was nice to go through all these and reread some of the stories I loved and see if anything was new.

Mutuals that I talk to often

@polkadotpenguin16 and I talk often. I follow her stories and we often preread each other's stuff. Also just a generally awesome human. If you like Sonny Carisi (SVU) she has quite a few stories out now. And she gives awesome recs!

@chicaotaku17 and I have recently started chatting. They recently started writing for Chicago One. They have started a light hearted HalsteadSister fic if that is your jam.

People I follow & Recommend

I put some of these in another post but they deserve the credit and maybe this will help more people find them! Seriously check them out!

@felicitysmoaksx writes fanfics for Jay Halstead & Kim Burgess (Burgstead) for my followers who found me reading RRR. They also have a wide variety of stories for Connor Rhodes/ Sarah Reese that I love! It's my two favorite couples to read for One Chicago and they are both near impossible to find.

@tropes-and-tales-archives has awesome Sonny Carisi content that I reread probably a little too much. Whistle Down The Wind is probably my favorite at this point.

@bullet-prooflove writes for so many different fandoms and does a damn good job at it. Be warned if you start going through their masterlists you will be there for days. Totally worth the hyperfixation! I go back to comfort read all the time.

@plaidbooks SVU content- you will definitely spend some time on this page before you run out of things to read! Nick Amaro and Joe Velasco got it for me.

@svuwritings SVU mostly Nick Amarou and Sonny Carisi

@itsgrimeytime has great Rick Grimes content but I don't think they are actively posting anymore. Still, check them out!

@crossbowking Some of the best damn Daryl Dixon stories you will ever read. They capture him perfectly. Binge to your heart's content.

@arrowenchantress reblogs a lot of stories I like which introduces me to new authors. I think it's Rick Grimes and Logan Howlett (X-men) content that brought me to the page.

@storiesofsvu has so many fandoms for you to choose from SVU, Chicago PD, Criminal Minds, and NCIS

@fightmewiatch I'm pretty sure that Nick Torres content brought me to their page. But I keep around to read their Bucky Barnes, Steve Rogers, and Teen Wolf content.

@pascalispretty SVU stories. Sonny Carisi and Nick Armaro. They also have SonnyxRafael if that tickles your fancy.

@angelwings-crossbowstrings Daryl Dixon stories- need I say more. Enjoy

[random-knowone]

Hi! I'm glad you're posting so much about Harris. Almost no one I follow/am mutuals with has been talking about the election at all even though it's so close, even though they were doing so much back in 2020. Do you have any thoughts on that sort of situation? Maybe it's that they're tired of talking about it, but it's just really concerning. It's like the election doesn't even exist to them, and they stopped talking about it once they couldn't complain about it. (First they complained they didn't like Biden because of his support for Israel. Then he dropped out and Harris took over and they complained about her being a cop and supporting Israel. Then there were a few posts explaining that she was a prosecutor and actually did a lot to help people, and also that she also supports Palestine and wants a ceasefire. After that, it's been absolutely nothing from any of them for weeks. Many of them are Americans living in the US, too. (Though it's more understandable for someone outside the US to not want to bother, even mutuals and people I follow who live in other countries had been extremely vocal about US politics in the recent past, so it still feels strange for them to also be saying nothing about it now.)

Hey there, thanks for reaching out! I think it's a shame that I lot of folks aren't talking much about this election when so much is on the line.

I think a lot of people either don't realize how much is on the line, don't like Kamala for whatever reason they may have, or see it as "obvious" to vote for Kamala and don't bother talking about it because they assume that everyone already will.

My advice would be to talk about it yourself, make and reblog posts about it, be the change you wish to see. And hopefully, your mutuals will see those and reblog them, spreading the word. Especially posts about Kamala's plans for office, and her past record throughout her career, to help the folks who don't know enough about her to make up their minds.

A lot of people seem to have this idea that both parties are the same, or that Democrats never get anything done. I think a lot of this stems from people just not paying close attention to what goes on in politics, which is understandable. The main reason Democrats don't get as much done as they say they will is that they get blocked all the time by Republicans in the House and Senate, which the majority of people seem to forget about.

Many leftists on here don't like Kamala because she worked with Biden, or because of the ongoing issues with the war in Gaza, or because they just don't think she's left-wing enough. The best way to address these types is to remind them that even if they don't like Kamala, she's better than Trump. And one of them is going to be our next president, no matter what. An election isn't about picking the person who matches your values to a T, it's about choosing which of two options you prefer, even if neither are perfect.

In the case of people you're close with, you can talk to them about their views on this election, and answer any questions they might have, or address disinformation they heard.

The most important thing is to be kind and understanding, because at their hearts, everyone wants what's best for our country, and for their loved ones. We just don't always agree on what that looks like. The best way to convince people is to figure out what issues are important to them, and explain how Kamala is the best candidate for them.

[jorisjurgen]

World of Twelve dashboard simulator #2

👁️ katarynadance follow

Freaks may say i want to fuck antonio sadisski from the bontarian boufbowl Love Arrow team. I'm freaks. I mean im freaks. I mean im freaks.

🌌 somethingquietplace

I wouldn't go that far, but NGL, I don't know how one might not develop an affinity for him... Very charming man! He might be the second greatest player after Khan.

Then again, my opinion on who the second greatest player is changes all the time, haha.

🌸 sadidaskickshoe follow

Ehh khan's been dead for centuries....! Let it go. I think he's cool, but thinking nobody will ever be better is crazy...

🌌 somethingquietplace

He developed most of the techniques still used to this day, just so you know. Visit a museum perhaps. It might be helpful?

🎃 sacriblo0ody follow

average khan fan showing how much criticism of his favourite misogynyst he can withstand.

🌌 somethingquietplace

And you're an average 16 year old child with Very Important Opinions trying to educate me nicely.

🧀 cheesefuckersupreme follow

Seeing somethingquietplace and sadidaskickshoe on the same post is kind of terrifying.

#worlds most toxic crossover? #20 callout posts gang real?

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🧀 cheesefuckersupreme follow

Guys they both blocked me ASFHFKDKGJSJ

Do i get a boufbowl fandom badge of honor now????? Did i make it in life?????

🦠 gorebludsac follow

I don't think it's a nice way to post, considering one of them is like neurodivergent and a minor, and the other is tumblr user somethingquietplace (diagnosis self explanatory)

🧀 cheesefuckersupreme follow

I'm sorry yeah i forgot that they're both diagnosed.

#ngl i feel bad kinda for both of them

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🌌 somethingquietplace

.

I hate adventuring with other people. Just being there and knowing I'll never be their friend. I want to say something, be in the conversation, but I never know what to say, and everyone already knows each other and

Well even when they don't yet know each other, obviously they'll prefer anyone else over me. They'll give up on trying to talk to me.

It's so weird... I hate everyone. Everyone has stupid interests and tastes. Just braindead things. Romance and fucking and fashion. And all of them have normal lives and normal families and once in a while they ask something about mine and I don't know what to say at all. And I want to be liked. Even if I have zero respect for anyone I want to like me. Is it weird?

I guess I'm just sad because I don't have that innate talent to pretend like I care about other people. Or maybe I wish someone actually liked me besides my family.

#delete later #...I really like this ''forbid others from reblogging a post'' function they added recently #When my dad dies I think I will finally kill myself I guess. #not osu #Honestly I can't tolerate anyone at my work. I hate them all and want them dead. #And I can't tolerate anyone close to my age. #They all insult me. Constantly. You know. #So the only people who like me are my family. #Its neverending. I can't take it anymore. #I think me only liking my family might be a self fulfilling prophecy but i don't care. #or so I think.

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🌸 sadidaskickshoe follow

people who post about their family issues on here are weird.... My brother isn't here but just the idea of him seeing anything on my phone makes me so scared to write anything!! 😵‍💫

#temp

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🌌 somethingquietplace

I wish people would refrain from obvious vagueblogging about my deleted posts.

#delete later #not osu

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🌸 sadidaskickshoe

people who stalk other peoples blogs are so weird!! I think it's easier to follow one another. Because this is getting embarrassing for us both XD

🌌 somethingquietplace

Ok.

#Mostly I am following you because you said you liked Khan Karkass. #Even if you don't have good opinions (ones I agree with) on him.

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🦠 gorebludsac follow

A second mad xelor explosive machine has hit the tumblr boufbowl fandom

#those.two.... are mutuals now. #i canrt stop laughing there are tears rolling down my face #remember when kickshoe told me in explicit detail how she wanted me to kill myself #or how quiet typed out whole 40 paragraphs of threats #and ended that post with ''youre wasting my time away from work'' as if hes not termianlly online too #this is historical for me and nobody else

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🪰 maldemal follow

She throw dice on my tabletop til i eacflipcity

🕳️ eviltreeman follow

Collect my Thirsty Branches

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🎭 syxxxxxaenika follow

Bruh someone tried to kill the prince again and missed. How the fuck does a fifth assassin in a row fail at killing the prince of brakmar!!!! I can't live in this stupid country anymore

🌸 sadidaskickshoe

Even if things suck i dont think killing royals is the answer..... 😰

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🌌 somethingquietplace

Was in a store recently. The prices were disgusting, and the worst of all, the Ministry of Moral Purity wants to propose a tax for being negative about the government... Are we in Brakmar now? Is this Brakmar we're in?

I have something very taxable to say but shall refrain.

🎭 syxxxxxaenika follow

Bontarians when something bontarian happens bontarianly in bonta: is this fucking brakmar

unlike you, I have the free speech to wish death on our royalty. I can say freely that I hope the prince of brakmar kills himself.

🌌 somethingquietplace

It's literally so easy to hate you even besides the holier than thou attitude... Your city has lava. Would a good place to live with good people have lava. Would a good place with good people have invented something called "the Brakmarian burial"?

🎭 syxxxxxaenika follow

You can't be saying that white-blue boy

#WHERE DID A RANDOM BONTARIAN LEARN A 500 YEAR OLD GANG TERM FOR BODY DISPOSAL?? #WHAT???

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🪄 pantypervert69 follow

CALLOUT POST:

@/xellymelly has been selling re-bought goods from The Mad Xelor. Do NOT buy from her. Not only are they dangerous, they are also wildly past their expiration date. DO NOT USE ANYTHING YOU BOUGHT FROM HER. IT WILL KILL YOU.

🌌 somethingquietplace

If you have items made by The Mad Xelor, Kerubim Crepin from Bonta's Aux Tresors de Kerubim shop has a recycling program for all victims of this scam. He even gives out rewards for all the items you bring in.

I implore you to consider taking the things you bought to him, and making the world a safer place. (And "★bring some magic to your life★")

#not osu #I can personally vouch for this store's quality. It's very well known among some circles around here.

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🚬 pigpigeazer follow

Everyone always jokes about the bad parts of classes but nobody ever talks about how generous the pandawa are, how honest iops are, how lively ecaflips are, and how empathetic sacriers are

🎃 sacriblo0ody follow

literally im always saying that!

🤖 athefogenesis follow

Except it always comes at the expense of mentioning that their religion makes them ignorant, addicts, or drives them to self harm?? We need to bully people who are hardcore about class tenets harder. You're destroying yourself for some all powerful reality-warping creature that doesnt give a shit about you

🤹 lancerclown420 follow

People like you give us atheist classes such a bad name. Everyone and everything in the world has a purpose, both those who follow a deity, and those who follow a primciple and

Actually they're a sufokian supremacist so nvmmmm

🧙 hupperschlongartor follow

THE NOTES ARE A FREE BLOCKLIST 💀

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🌌 somethingquietplace

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#not osu #delete later #the thing is that. I never stopped hating him for ruining my life. #But the amount of hatred i feel ebbs and flows. Does it make sense? #This is stupid. So stupid... Like #oh nooo papycha... you neglected me as a child to the point of incurable mental diseases... #They would be better off if I was dead honestly #i need me and my dad to die. #I need everyone to die actually

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🦞 foggerfish follow

Apparently there's a big thing going on in demigod history community because Goultard (you know, the 4847372882843 or whatever year old son of Iop) undied again and was spotted somewhere around Astrubian border.

👽 cvt3-r41nb0w follow

MY WEDDING IS BACK ON NOBODY WILL HOLD ME BACK. He already married witches i can be the fourth

🗣️ thedarkwitchfromthatbook-is-gay follow

Isn't he gay

😈 osawhip666 follow

isn't he a mass murderer

🌌 somethingquietplace

Finally a reason to kill myself?

#I have to work with demigods a lot so... #Wish me luck in avoiding him like plague? #I had horrible experiences with him in the past #but talking about it would definitely lead someone to finding out who I am so... #I hope he kills himself and it sticks for once.

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🪐 8lunarcoeur8 follow

Heyyy

I wish people would stop rb'ing quiet's boufbowl gifsets considering the fact hes racist, misogynist, a freak, a bonta apologist (goes with the racism), has a fucking Maid, and likes some really weird things.

At least kickshoe has the excuse of being like a teen but this fucking guy is just something else.

🧙 hupperschlongartor follow

whatd he do? 🥺

🪐 8lunarcoeur8 follow

Says weird things about brakmar (x, x, x, x, x, x, x, and mooooore), is a freak (x, x), and a misogynist (x, x, x) (STOP STANNING KHAN KARKASS) also he's weird about huppermages and self described his class as an antihuppermage and even though it was like 200 years ago hes a wholeass immortal man and also is Still a weirdo about ecaflips.

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🌌 somethingquietplace

RE: the newest cancellation

I don't care about your feelings and I have nothing to apologize for.

#not osu

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🦴 skellythievin follow

Not me honoring sram by stealing bones from the graveyard 😭

🦴 ougigou-woof-woof follow

LEGENDARY POST

#WHY DO I HAVE THE SAME PFP AS THE BONE STEALING SRAM

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🌸 sadidaskickshoe

Yaaa antonio sadisski won as always!! They should put sadidas like him in the hall of heroes for our country ᕙ⁠ ⁠(⁠°⁠ ⁠~⁠ ⁠°⁠ ⁠~⁠)

👯 mirarynnnw follow

He sucks

🌸 sadidaskickshoe

Hi kill yourself :) /gen

#i was banned from using my phone but ill risk it all again to say that nobody will miss you!

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[moinsbienquekaworu]

you’re my dragon age mutual— should i play it?? idk if its good or not, is it enjoyable to play?? :O

I'm the Dragon Age mutual!! 🎉🎉 wooo

This is going to be a novel but TL;DR if you get them on sale (the three older ones go for like 6€ regularly on Steam) or even cheaper (wink wink etc.) they're a compelling experience. I'm chronically incapable of shutting up but if you've got the money and a computer or console that runs them (the most recent apart from Veilguard is from 2014, it should be fine?) and the posts I keep reblogging make it sound interesting, sure!

I don't know how clear that was from all the posts but they're computer role-playing games in a fantasy world that discusses oppression and religion and culture, sometimes in a hopeful way, sometimes in a tragic way. CRPGs are like - Vampire the Masquerade: Bloodlines, the Baldur's Gate games, the Fallout games, etc. Like a tabletop role-playing game, DnD, etc. but alone at a computer. If you would like to play pretend and make up a guy to go on adventures where you save the world (or fail to, depending), if you like games that have endearing companions, or you love lore and worldbuilding, I think they're fun, and you should give them a shot. If you're afraid about the combat, because I know I was, you can set the difficulty on easy and not worry about it too much. If you're looking for something cozy, maybe not Dragon Age, though :') it's a bit dark at times, people die, you have to figure out some rough situations, there's systematic oppression, religion that isn't always very nice, etc.

There are four games: Dragon Age Origins, spiritual successor to Baldur's Gate 1 & 2 if that means anything to you, where you save the world; Dragon Age 2, the tragedy in one specific city; Dragon Age Inquisition, where you save the world but from a different threat; and Dragon Age the Veilguard, which is a sequel to the plot of DAI where you save the world also but it's a different vibe. If you want better summaries, I can get into more detail, or wikipedia probably has you covered.

Playing them in order, so DAO -> DA2 -> DAI -> DAV, lets your character and decisions from the earlier games be imported in the later ones, which is neat because it feels like you're playing in your own custom world instead of factory default (they didn't keep that up with Veilguard). It also introduces you to the world the "intended way", ie you're less likely to get lost in the lore and who's who and what things mean.

That said, it's really not necessary to play them in order. If, say, DA2, looks super interesting, play that one and don't worry about it. All the games have in-game explanations of who's who and what things mean, and even Veilguard, which continues the plot of Inquisition, explains what's going on. There's a wiki if you like reading wikis also. Having your own little custom world where so and so is king because you put him on the throne two games ago is fun but it's not necessary at all. A lot of people started playing with Inquisition, and nowadays they're also some people who started with the recent one, Veilguard, like me, and it's fine. Origins, 2 and Inquisition keep a relatively similar vibe, in terms of which topics are tackled, how they're handled, the writing, even the aesthetic influences, and Veilguard is different because of its development, but that's nitpicking.

I'd say, if you want to play one, Inquisition isn't a bad starting point, because it's got the Dragon Age vibe but it's a more modern kind of video game, so there isn't the barrier of "what kind of an outdated system is that" (sorry DAO combat). That said, if any companions catch your eye, definitely play the game they're from, because the companions are really fun, and if you want a specific kind of story you can look at plot summaries for the games and decide on that.

Anyway! I think that helps? Maybe? I love talking so if you have more questions, ask away, and if you do end up playing one of them, definitely tell me!

[yandere-yearnings]

I won't keep this up for very long, but I think I do owe it to all my mutuals, followers and those who'd just browse on occasion or who found a safe space in this blog.

My previous account under the same name disappeared about a week ago, and it was sudden enough that I'm sure some of you may have chalked it up to Tumblr deactivating it. In actuality, it was because I deleted it myself.

I haven't been in the best mental state as of recently, even before I first started the blog, but I thought things would get better over time. My intention isn't to turn this into a rant or vent, so I won't expand but, I think all the self-imposed pressure I was placing on myself to write, paired with other factors had just pushed me to the point of breaking. I had a panic attack, and didn't give myself the time to calm down and think things through after, when I had decided to just give up.

My biggest regret is not making at least one final post, because I know how jarring it can be to have someone there one second, and find out they're gone the next. I can't imagine the worry I put some of my friends on here through, nor can I ever apologise enough that I still won't feel guilty.

I have a habit of leaving abruptly like that when I'm overwhelmed. Every time I promise myself I won't do it again, I end up breaking it. At the very least, this time, I'll try and have realistic expectations of myself and take breaks when I need them instead of impulsively deleting weeks and months of time and effort.

It's ironic to me because I'm the type of person who saves every single thing I write just in case anything happens, but I didn't do that with most of the content that I had on this blog — because I wasn't expecting things to turn out this way. Some of my works are probably still floating around Tumblr thanks to reblogs, so if anyone sees anything and lets me know, it'd help me find them again. For the most part, I'll probably have to start over from scratch anyway.

Unfortunately, all my unanswered asks are also gone, and I had a lot of them. I'll try to put out things for the ones I can remember somewhat. If you've sent any in that I never came around to, you're free to send them in again if you still want a response.

This got lengthier than I anticipated, but I hope it was a sufficient enough explanation. I'm sincerely sorry for any distress or just negative feelings I may have caused. I'm sorry to my mutuals who I left without even trying to talk to. I'm sorry that I took away a safe space for some of my followers, because I used to get the sweetest messages about how my writing helped and how my ocs would make everything feel less lonely. I truly hope this can become a place like that again. I'm gonna try my absolute best.

[plutoplaysgames]

hey tumblr! this is my official intro post. i usually observe stuff on social media more than i actually post, but for some reason, tumblr is different lol

you might find me reblogging random shit or just generally being silly

i also post about games sometimes, including polls to ask people's opinions about certain things to do with said games

i'm bisexual, demian, and (i think) genderfluid btw lol

tags you might see me using:

#pluto's yapping again (general tag for everything)

#pluto's text posts (posts without pics)

#pluto's gaming adventures (gaming posts)

#plute's moots (tag for my mutuals)

#pluto's reblogs (for when i reblog shit)

#pluto's polls (for when i ask y'all multiple choice questions)

#pluto's boredposting (for when i'm bored and most likely complaining about it lol)

#pluto's rants (for when something i saw/heard about makes me mad)

#pluto vs neptune / #why neptune why (arguments (largely staged) and other amusing interactions between me and @aneptunicperson)

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[kuruk]

hey if its not too much trouble you have any screenshots of the phenomenon you're talking about 'antiblack posting hiding as critiquing American imperialism' thing? i havent seen anything of the like, but obvi being white i must not be aware

um I'm not black either I was just making an upset post about what I keep seeing. it's been years of this but lately there's been a lot of different posts on several different topics in this area lately that people have been bringing up I'm not sure which brought this up first recently. for a few weeks on here people have started making a lot of annoyed posts about black americans and some of the people doing it are part of this popular communist mutual group whose posts go around often and I think it was alina (idk what her blog is now) who I first remember a few years ago making angry posts about how she hates and wants to kill "american minorities" so much and acted like the words "american minorities" doesn't make people think firstly of racial and ethnic minorities and not just like american gay people or something. it's really weird how it's usually the same group of people I keep seeing my black mutuals complain about doing this it's not an accident they just very much disrespect black americans and look down on them. honestly people on your posts saying "#this post made black americans mad so I'm going to reblog" is not a good sign especially when you're in that mutual group who keep getting complaints from black bloggers on here for years now

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!!! please read - boundaries + extra info below the cut !!!

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[gamerbot-22]

Looking Out For You

Prompt: Tree

TW/CW: Moze is a little haunted by the past, quiet cathartic crying, barely proofread and I appreciate spellchecks!

Word Count: 619

A/N: Normally I would put something really insightful here or my thoughts on the character but like... The first thing that comes to my mind whenever I look at Moze is how he has such a baby face for an assassin and how my little sister thought he was a woman when she first saw him and was devastated to learn that Moze is a man in canon. I fuckin love this guy--

Likes and Reblogs appreciated (reblogs > likes) and Requests are Open! Read this story on Ao3 here!

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Moze is never far from Feixiao. Everyone on the Yaoqing knows that. What started as a young captive trying to prove himself a threat to the enemy had slowly morphed into one of the strangest, most trusting relationships between General and Guard that the Xianzhou as a whole had seen in centuries. It was like something out of an Immersia.

What was fascinating though, was how mutual it had become in recent years.

"Yo, Moze!"

He huffed from his perch--or, more accurately, his seat--in the tall oak tree growing in the garden. Moze didn't bother to adjust his hood or even really look up when he heard Feixiao's calling. It wasn't like he ever went anywhere else but this branch when he wanted some time alone.

"Mozeee!" She only called again, moving to stand right under his branch. She reached up and gently but firmly tugged at the tail of his coat, which he'd left hanging over the thick bough he was so comfortably laying on. "Got room for two up there?"

Another huff, followed by a growl as Moze sat up straight. He grumbled and rolled his shoulders, loosening up before tilting to look down at Feixiao. She let go of his coat and smiled that much bigger, her eyes brilliant in the afternoon sun.

He leaned down and offered her his hand, which she took right away. Then, of course, she took the chance to show off, hopping up so she had her legs braced against the tree's trunk before pushing off and landing on the middle of the branch, right where Moze's feet had been before he moved them to make way for her. The whole branch bowed a bit under the new weight, but it straightened out quickly, not to be cowed so easily.

"Things got a little heated in that meeting." Feixiao patted her hand against the side of her leg idly.

Moze huffed. Nothing he wasn't used to.

"You alright?"

Yet another huff. If he was going to be intimidated by someone raising their voice and making idle-if-loud threats, he would've done something about it a long time ago. He could do something about that now, but he had the wisdom and the ability to hold himself back when the feeling flickered in his chest, stoked by the bared teeth of an enemy that he always thought long forgotten.

Feixiao looked away from him, shifting to sit sideways across the branch instead. The movement shook a few leaves loose, but that was just a side effect of the changing seasons. The air was already a lot cooler now, and the sun they passed was distant enough to make dark clothes a little more comfortable.

"Well, thank you for letting me commandeer your branch for a little while," She said, turning to look at him again.

"...You're welcome," he finally speaks, not really moving from his place. "It's... your tree. If anything I should be the one thanking you."

"Nah." The Foxian shook her head. The casualness got Moze to lift his head, but by the time he did, the General was already back on the ground, steadying herself from the drop.

"It's your tree now!" She called up to him. "So stay up there as long as you want, whenever you want. As long as you don't miss dinner."

The General waved goodbye and went back down the stone path to go inside. And he just watched her go, silent and still, eyes fixed on her back like they always was.

He stared so long, he didn't notice that his eyes were watering until they overflowed, sending tears down his face for the first time in a very very long time.