#ooc// FINALLY my inbox is empty

[askholycouncillor]

would you like a star sticker and a heart sticker, councillor

How childish. Absolutely.

[mercless]

🗡 i have so many wonderful asks to answer and threads to reply to but im thinking about sgz talon interactions 💕

[radiaking]

I have yet to be sent any work today and I am not eager to remind them lmfao esp since I have a dentist appt anyway so it kinda works out well since that’s gonna kill at least 2 hours

[rninies]

dodging his kisses ⟡ dan heng

synopsis dan heng needs his daily kisses from you but march has other plans ^_^

warnings fluff, gn!reader, idk if dan heng might be ooc or not but </3

NOTES finally back with a dan heng fic + creating a taglist for hsr fics!! send an ask to my inbox to be added :3

you and march were an inseparable duo ever since you first joined the astral express. with that, march was the source of mischief and the number one person you can come to whenever you wanted to prank dan heng.

which is how we got here today. a bright sunny morning, dan heng is still fast asleep while you and march were busy talking with each other in the kitchen while making breakfast.

"hey y/n," march starts, munching on a piece of bread. "why not try dodging his kisses for a day? i'll treat you to tasty food in xianzhou luofu if you manage to do this for at least until 3pm."

you raised your eyebrows, giving march a confused look. "so suddenly?"

"what? i wanna see dan heng get frustrated for once! i've been traveling with dan heng for, what, 3 months now and i have yet to see a single emotion other than a blank stare on his face!" march complains, suddenly eating her bread faster. "you're curious too, right? to see dan heng get visibly upset."

"well, yeah but i feel like i would crumble at the sight of dan heng getting sad because i dodged his kisses. march, you know how much he loves kissing me," you replied, playing around with the spoon on the table.

"okay, how about this," march says, leaning forward. "you do what i just said, and i will treat you to tasty food and buy you that outfit you were eyeing during one of our missions."

this piqued your interest. "how'd you know i wanted that outfit?"

march gives you a smug smile. "of course i know! i'm your best friend, after all. so, up for the bet?"

you thought about it for a few seconds before agreeing to it with a sigh at the end. "okay, fine. you better keep your promise or else." giving march an intimidating glare, you left the kitchen to go back to your room.

dan heng was still fast asleep on your bed (he slept in your room because he said his bed was uncomfortable — but you knew it was because he wanted to cuddle with you). you sat down on the empty space next to him and just silently admired him, a soft smile appearing on your face as you see how cozy and relaxed he looks.

dan heng suddenly stirs, opening his eyes slightly. "g'morning, love."

"morning, baby! sorry, did i wake you up?" you asked, caressing his hair.

he shakes his head. "no you didn't, don't worry." he sits up and was about to give you a kiss but you immediately dodged which surprises dan heng.

"breakfast is ready!" you exclaimed, pulling dan heng out from the bed. "you can shower after breakfast, mkay?"

dan heng nodded slowly, still not understanding why you dodged his usual morning kiss. "...okay." he subconsciously has a small pout on his face, and you honestly felt bad for doing so.

when you entered the kitchen, march was no longer there, and you figured it was because she didn't want to third-wheel.

"here you are," you let dan heng sit in his usual seat, grabbed his plate, and placed the food on top. dan heng takes a bit out of the food and you looked at him with expectant eyes. "does it taste good?"

"mhm," dan heng hums, giving you a small smile. "you didn't burn it this time either."

you blushed. "w-we don't talk about that! i told you i forgot i was cooking! i didn't burn it on purpose."

"whatever you say, love," dan heng was about to give you a kiss on the cheek but you were quick to dodge, promptly backing away from him. dan heng raises an eyebrow at your move and placed his utensils down. "okay, what's going on? why are you dodging my kisses?"

"h-huh? what are you talking about? i'm not dodging!" you stuttered out, looking away.

with his eyebrows still raised, he leans forward. "mm, are you sure about that?" and before he could land his surprise kiss, you quickly covered your mouth, which was honestly a bad move because even if dan heng was a bit oblivious to certain things, he isn't when it comes to your actions. "seriously, what is going on?"

you frowned, dropping your hands with a disappointed sigh. "you just ruined my prank. march promised to buy me an outfit i saw while we were in the luofu if i completed the prank."

dan heng blinks and laughed. "really? just for that outfit? you know i can buy it for you when we go back there."

"REALLY?!" you exclaimed, turning your whole body to face him. "are you serious?"

"yeah, of course i am. i'd buy everything for you." dan heng says with the softest smile on his face you swear your heart just melted.

"thank you thank you thank you!" you say with a really happy tone and hugged him tightly. dan heng's eyes widened in surprise, but he returns the hug just as tight, a smile still on his face.

you swear you could hear a camera shutter, but thought nothing of it.

[vivievienne]

Hiii I saw you have your inbox empty and that prob means your requests are closed so i hope you don't mind my request 👉👈

If u don't mind, would u write a Toya Aoyagi x Male reader (if not male gn) decorating whatever place (like weekend garage or the reader's house or Toya's house) with Christmas decorations? Liek they put mistletoes and they realise like "oh." and then they get flustered, and like the reader is strong so he lifts Toya to reach some high places he alone can't reach (altho if Toya's uncomfortable with the heights the reader would make him reach the place and then be liek "u ok toya???" And hug and comfort Toya BRHWHDHW)

I just love the holiday vibes sooo much and I think it would be fun to write about it... tysm if u read until here pls drink water and take care

Decorating — Toya Aoyagi x Male!Reader

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: In which you and Vivid Bad Squad are decorating the Weekend Garage!

𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: HAIII POOKIEEE!!! sorry for keeping you waiting BUT i've thought it's gonna a good christmas special sooo here you are!! i hope you'll like it. i hope that the fact that i don't make it EXACTLY like you wanted won't be a problem :3 im just out of ideas �� but it was sooo cute!!! merry christmas and remember to take care as well!! enjoy it!

𝐓𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: you might be disappointed, might be ooc!

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 638

"Come on, Toya! I can't do this alone!", you yelled. An asked the whole Vivid Bad Squad to help her with decorating the Weekend Garage after the practice. Christmas was coming up and she has no strength to do this alone. You usually spend time with Toya during his practice, while drinking tea so you decided to help your boyfriend and his group with that. Do you have something better to do after all?

"I'm coming!", he answered with the stoic voice. An, as a captain of this action, divided roles between you. You and Toya were assigned to put the lights. "Do you need any help?"

"Not at all!", you said. You stepped out of the ladder and stood next to it with lights in your hand. "I can't reach the ceiling. Guess I'm too short", you chuckled. "Could you put it for me?", you handed him the lights.

"Uhm... Actually-"

"Yes? Thank you!", you interrupted. No, he can't protest. Not this time! You could already see this look of An's eyes that you try to "don't overwork yourself", so you must at least "pretend" that you do something.

"Oh... Okay...", he agreed. He would do it anyway. He's a hopeless romantic when it comes to his boyfriend. How could he disagree with him? He would do anything for him, no matter what it was. Even though he's scared... Just like now...

So now he's on the top of the ladder and tells himself to don't look down. He's slowly putting the lights on the ceiling, just above the windows, as you commanded him.

How good you said it's enough.

Then, he with a long sigh stepped out of the ladder.

"Toya? Something's wrong?", you asked. "You look quite pale..."

"No, no! It's nothing", he dismissed quickly. "I'm sorry for making you worry..."

"No, that's fine! But are you sure though...?", you pushed further. You knew he's gonna broke sooner or later. The question is how many time you'll have to wait.

"Ugh...", he looked away. Why do you have to be this way, when he can't say no to you...? "I'm just afraid of heights...", he finally admitted.

"Oh... I didn't know... I'm sorry...", you smiled stupidly as if it would fix anything. "I shouldn't ask you to do that." You slowly embraced your arms around him.

"No, don't say-"

"Hey! Are you going to stay there like a pole or will you help us you lovesick boys?", An yelled at you with her pretentious sight.

"Oh, right... Let's talk about it later, shall we?", you said, while rubbing your neck in confusion.

So you all continued decorating the weekend garage without a minute of "pretending to do something" and in the fact, you and Vivid Bad Squad had lots of fun as well.

But as we know, after a good work there's a good rest.

Ken, as a reward, gave you a cookie and any drink from the menu (except alcohol of course, which you jokingly complained about) for free. As you all enjoyed your time, you noticed something above you.

"Hey, isn't it mistletoe?", you pointed out to the plant.

"Yhm", Kohane nodded. "On the west, they say that if you kiss someone under this, you both will love each other till the end and will get married in the future."

"Sounds like something for you and Toya", An laughed.

"They don't need some kind of superstitious superstition. If they love each other, they'll marry sooner or later", Akito said, while shrugging his arms.

"You're just jealous, because you're the only single person in the group", An teased him, what made Akito roll his eyes.

"Come on! We won't know, if we don't try. What do you think, Toya?", you asked.

"I guess it's fine if you want that too."

And then, you kissed.

[explodcor]

Drafts and Inbox are finally clean...!

OOC: I did it...! I finally did it!

DRAFTS ARE EMPTY AFTER LIKE FOUR YEARS...! MY INBOX IS ALSO EMPTY...!

You don't understand how happy I am about this. I almost wanna cry from happiness. I haven't had an empty inbox AND drafts since I started this blog six years ago. This is monumental for me.

If you're waiting on a reply from me, please note the 51 items in queue. It's likely in there. I have it set to come out once per day, but I'll likely increase it to two.

This is to keep me from getting 8 replies in a single day, which has happened before. I need to keep my blog manageable and never get 100+ drafts again which was where I started.

[venomoftheshank]

(ooc: Finally my inbox is empty! time to relax! *Everyone telling me to go with feral venomshank event*

...NOW I GOTTA PREPARE FOR THE WORST!!)

[ladyryukyo]

Hey! It’s CureDeity (sorry tumblr makes me ask from my main). I am here, in your inbox today, to rattle my little empty coin can and ask you to list some of your favorite beyblade fanfics! I’m going around asking a lot of people this, so feel free to ignore it if you want, but I thought this might be a good way for people to shout out some of the fanfic they really enjoy! Btw, if you can, I thought it would be helpful to list which site this fic was on so others could find it easier if they wanted to. Also, if you’ve written any fic (or have fic ideas, as we all know, imagining the same scene over and over again is the bread and butter of a writer), please also take this chance to have a massive, amazing ego and tell us which of your fics you're most proud of/is your favorite/etc.

okay okay okay okay, here we go

fair warning, i haven't been reading a lot in this fandom recently so these are mostly older fics, also i'm a snob bc i only read on ao3 and also i'm an even bigger snob bc i only read fics about my favorite characters (it's basically all kyoya lmao)

I'll never know by @earthaquila is a short but very interesting 'what if' about kyoya recognizing the dark power in tsubasa during their fight for japan's world champion team.

you were my daydream, but now you're my nightmare by @mxducktective is such a sweet kyoben fic, playing around with anime and manga canon as reality and nightmare and did i mention already how sweet they are in this?

Seize by SpringZephyr was probably one of the first fics i've read for mfb on ao3. it's so funny and idc that everyone is kinda ooc, kyoya as several guys' first gay experience is somehow hilarious to me, don't judge me.

Kyoya and Affection by @andro-dino is actually the cutest and i really love the polycule of kyoya/hyoma/tsubasa PLUS nile which just makes it better. yes, give him allllll the boyfriends.

everyone look at this discontinued time travel au that started amazing and then left me hanging bc i need you all to suffer with me: and we keep living anyway by Euphoriette. shut up yes i'm still obsessed w a fic that has one chapter and hasn't been updated in two years.

tbh at this point i'm already reaching the end of my fave fics that i've read but this ask sent me on a spiral all of yesterday and i actually binged a bunch of your fics for the first time deity?? mann i am late to the party as usual but here are some that actually blew me away

Darkness in Triplicate is so just wow incredible, i fell absolutely in love with this fic. i've always loved this trio and felt like you could do a lot with them in fan content bc yes they totally trauma bonded over the dark power possessing them and yes they have never had a decent conversation with each other. the possiblities!!!!!!!!

finally Ursa Minor is a fic i adore bc,,, what if they were actually friends? and what if they spend some casual down time together? and what if they watched bad movies and painted each others' fingernails? i'll tell you what. fuzz and feels and every good warm thing. that's what.

so. that's my fic rec list that is maybe a little outdated and also has mostly short fics which isn't usually like me but,,, it is what it is. thank you for the ask and thank you (again) for spreading some fic appreciation in the fandom! ❤️

[pridewon]

(ooc) i’ve had a very long day, so i’m going to call in an early night, but i’ll be working from home tomorrow to recuperate so i’ll catch up on all IMs/discord messages in-between paper writing!

[webhaed]

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[magicmagikarp]

M’s One and Only Personality Disorder

NOTE: Duke is no way of an expert in any of this. But after a year of searching and musing over various personality disorders to accurately describe what M suffers from...Duke is finally able to settle down on one.

Schizoid Personality Disorder: a pattern of indifference to social relationships, with a limited range of emotional expression and experience. People with schizoid personality disorder rarely feel there is anything wrong with them. There is evidence indicating the disorder shares an underlying genetic architecture with schizophrenia, and social withdrawal is a characteristic of both disorders. Crucially, people with schizoid personality disorder are in touch with reality, unlike those with schizophrenia or schizoaffective disorder.

[  ✔  ] Does not desire or enjoy close relationships, including being part of a family

[  ✔  ]  Appears aloof, detached and shows emotional coldness or flattened affectivity

[       ] Avoids social activities that involve significant contact with other people

[  ✔  ] Almost always chooses solitary activities

[  ✔  ] Little or no interest in sexual experiences with another person

[  ✔  ] Lacks close relationships other than with immediate relatives

[  ✔  ] Indifference to praise or criticism

[  ✔  ] Shows emotional coldness, detachment, or flattened affect

[  ✔  ] Exhibits little observable change in mood

[  ✔  ] Takes pleasure in few if any activities

[  ✔  ] Limited capacity to express warm, tender feelings for other as well as anger

[       ] Excessive preoccupation with fantasy and introspection

[  ✔  ] Marked insensitivity to social norms; if these are not followed this is unintentional

SPD can be first apparent in childhood and adolescence with solitariness, poor peer relationships, and underachievement in school. This may mark these children as different and make them subject to teasing.

The “secret schizoid” was coined by Guntrip, describing them as those who behave with socially available, interested, engaged, and involved interaction yet remain emotionally withdrawn and sequestered within the safety of the internal world. Descriptions of the schizoid personality as “hidden” behind an outward appearance of emotional engagement is expressed as a great deal of feeling and to make what appear to be impressive social contacts, yet in reality gives nothing and loses nothing. Because he/she is “playing a part”, his or her personality is not involved. Sometimes these SPD individuals “enjoy” public speaking engagements but experiences great difficulty in breaks when audience members would attempt to engage him emotionally. These references expose the problems in relying on outward observable behavior for assessing the presence of personality disorders in certain individuals.

M’s History with Schizoid Personality Disorder:

M, since childhood, has always been apathetic towards the world around him. He didn’t see the point in making friends and he only regarded the care from his family as their obligation. He was fairly average in school, not making himself notable in any way, and basically just lived his life day by day. But due to his lack of a personality and his strange fascination with the useless magikarps...he was bullied physically, mentally, socially, and emotionally. Or at least they tried to bully him as he didn’t care enough to actually acknowledge their bullying.

When he decided to run away from home, he took his magikarp and set off. Wandering around aimlessly only to slowly realize how much he needed to depend on people. It was a wake up call that he had to actually engage in society in order to survive, so he did what he could in order to get a next meal and a place to sleep.

He learned how people worked, learned what was wrong with him as well. But he put up a good front, acting as if he was just another normal human being...until people tried to get too close to him. They would ask him why he decided to go on his “pokemon journey”, and he’d lie about it. He lie that he wanted to become a “pokemon master” just like every other kid in the books.

He let life carry him around, taking what he could and ended up falling in with the wrong crowd. Joining Team Rocket at the age of 16 (after being affiliated with them for 2 years prior), he was comfortable for what they could provide. He played the part as a good little grunt and stayed out of trouble. Eventually he would prove himself to be quite the marksman, climbing up the ranks because it gave him better perks and eventually was known as one of the few snipers within the Combat Unit.

Yet, despite his appearance as a decent human being. He kept his distance, making few to little friends during his time in Team Rocket. Something that would affect him in the future when he got captured by the enemy at the age of 19. No on in Team Rocket noticed he was missing, so he was the enemy’s hostage for many months. He was beaten, tortured, and sexually abused in order to make him regret killing many of their men - but of course he didn’t care. He didn’t even regret joining Team Rocket. They gave him a room and food, what more could he ask?

So even when his six magikarps evolved suddenly into six gyarados and demolished an entire city. Even after he took hundreds of thousands of lives. Even after personally killing both his blood parents that raised him as their own. Even after being experimented on by Team Rocket for months after...he felt nothing, no rage, no emotion. Nothing.

But the amount of brain damage would impact him more than he’d like to admit. His memories would be vivid, but jumbled together. Things would start to make less sense, and thus leave him to try and make do with what he had. So he donned a mask, quite literally, in order to cope with the mess inside his head. He played the part of a broken individual who has lost their marbles. He found entertainment in this, so he continues to play the jester. He’s played it so fell that people forgot the man he use to be, the true man underneath the mask...and he isn’t about to let anyone in. After all they didn’t need to know, he didn’t feel the desire to let them in. So he’ll continue playing the jester...until he grows bored.

[ourgameends]

@aromanxv​ asked: I follow you because: you are super sweet and super kind!

Same goes for you honestly. Such a sweetheart <3 *snugs* Love my friendsies <3

[2small-frog]

(a/n: uhhmmm mhey!!!!! im sick rn n i gotta close reqs while i work on the ones in my inbox!!! butttt i feel rly bad abt them comin out slow sooooo heres this!!! its a very self indulgent very ooc vega scenerio that i daydream about a lot!!!! um um um @free-boundsoul i figured id tag u bc brainrot buddies :33)

character(s): vega x reader

reader's pronouns: unspecified

cw: none!!

he's never known a human like you.

you were a perfect source of energy for him, sure. you were filled to the brim with anguish– pain and fear and anger that was absolutely delectable.

but you were different. you could sense him.

not in the way that empowered humans could. you couldn't sense his aura or feel his hold on you, but you could always tell that you weren't alone. you could always sense when you were being watched.

you'd talk to the empty space, not really expecting any answers. you'd tell him about your day, that funny thing your friend said, how you felt about the weather; all without knowing that he really was listening. he found it strange that you weren't afraid. you could clearly sense his form just out of reach, sense his eyes fixed on you in the night. in his experience, most humans take issue with being watched.

"maybe i'm just crazy..." you'd chuckle to yourself, but you never stopped talking to him.

it had been nearly a year since he began feeding on you, a little over eight months since you began talking to him... and about four months since he began to get attached.

attached? attached to a pathetic human like you? it was almost laughable. the fact that he'd come to care for someone so weak- but it was the truth, whether he liked it or not.

it was late. maybe early? it depends on how you look at it, but you were still awake. you usually were at this time, trying in vain to still your mind enough to drift off. just as usual though, you gave up after a while, opting to scroll on your phone as a distraction.

"you're here, aren't you?"

he paused. should he answer? it would be a breach of covert, but he could always just modify your memory if need be. he'd be a liar if he said he had no interest in actually speaking to you. he'd spent so long watching and listening that he knows nearly everything about your life. he knows about your job, that one coworker that never fails to get on your nerves, your favorite foods, your day-to-day schedule- hell, you've even told him about your family.

but he wanted to know you. he wanted to know you firsthand, not just as an outsider.

yes. i am here. i have been for a while now.

they jolted at the sudden voice in their head. it was one that they'd never heard before, yet it was somehow familiar. you should be afraid. you should be running, calling a friend, calling an exorcist or something.

but you were calm. and you were glad.

"so you finally decide to respond, huh? took you long enough."

vega laughed. it was deep and smooth and it echoed in every crevice of your mind. it was strange. but it wasn't unpleasant.

yes, i suppose it did. you'll have to forgive me, darling. i've been idle for too long, it seems.

now it was your turn to laugh. it was softer, quieter than vega's. but he found it captivating all the same.

you seem surprisingly placid, all things considered. i figured you'd be more unnerved? perhaps even scared?

"scared?" another small chuckle escaped your lips. "why on earth would i be scared?"

well, he started, humans aren't usually amenable to... supernatural beings in their homes.

"ah. well, what can i say?" you shrugged, rolling onto your back and gazing up at the ceiling. "i'm just grateful for the company, i guess." vega didn't respond to that, instead opting to sit in a moment of comfortable silence.

"so... are you gonna show yourself?" you teased, sitting up in your bed, "or are you just gonna let me keep talking to thin air?"

vega hesitated a moment before taking a breath. are you sure you want that, human? are you even prepared for the horrors that await you once my physical form is visible?

"ha ha, very funny. if you're so scary, why haven't you tried putting it to good use, hm?"

another laugh filled your senses. if you insist.

little by little, a cloud of black smoke began to appear in front of you, swirling around from every corner of the room. after a moment, it began to materialize into a form; a man. he was tall- way taller than he should be with two dark horns that made him look just that much taller and he had eyes that seemed to burn holes in your very being. he was intimidating and his presence was powerful.

but he wasn't scary.

"hey there, stranger."

stranger? vega asked, mock hurt spreading across his pointed features. i'd hardly call us strangers after all this time.

you moved closer to him, straining your neck to see his face in the dark room. "you forget that i've gone this whole time without even knowing you were real, right?"

vega mirrored your movements, taking a step closer to you. he had no need to strain in order to see you, though; as tall as he is, all he needs is to look down. but you always spoke to me. you told me everything.

"everything," you started, "is a bit of a stretch. plus, i was always the one doing the talking, never the other way around." you poked a finger to his chest. "from my perspective, you're a complete stranger standing in my bedroom who happens to know a suspicious amount of my personal life."

the demon hummed a response, bringing a hand up to trace along your jaw as a sinister smile spread across his face. even in the darkened room, his pearly teeth seemed to shine, definitely sharper than they should be...

would you like me to help you change that?

@the-phantoms-library @theodorebasmanov @cryptixmoth @sunberrybush @myanettes @sunsable @bug-likes-monsters @dangergays

[anditsxsorrows-archive]

o f f l i n e !

[sphynxrpmemes]

How do I get people to send in memes? I’m always reblogging but I never seem to get any sent in 😞

Okay lovely there's a lot of things that go into this, and I cannot guarantee any of this will help. I've been around Tumblr rp a long time and it really is not as ready to engage with people the way it used to be. Remember that people sending in memes doesn't measure the quality of your writing, just the willingness to collaborate on someone else's part. And some people just prefer to plot, and not rely on memes- that is fine too!

1) Know your mutuals. I highly recommend reading their rules again, on top of offering an interest tracker, something that let's you know what you're working with. Know how many of your mutuals actually prefer memes to plotting only. If you have mostly plotting only mutuals, you will automatically not receive many memes. Likewise if you have a very small follower account, you may need to expand your horizons some. Crossovers are so much fun. Do not be afraid to follow people who aren't in your direct fandom!

2.) Do not make it an obligation. Don't pair your memes with posts like "bored, send memes", "really shitty day I need you to send memes", or "my inbox is empty so I guess no one likes me". Making demands and guilt trip posts are often going to have people resist because now they are being expected to, not leaving it as an optional fun thing to do. Be inviting and it's much easier to get some results 💜

3.) Reblog a variety of memes. I know there are sometimes memes we really, really like because they touch on a certain topic you want to write. However, if that's the only meme your mutuals ever see, they might start to get annoyed or feel boxed in. I would suggest if there is a topic you REALLY want to write, message a close mutual up to plot it out. When you offer variety of memes you like, you offer more opportunities for someone to find something that catches THEIR eye. Remember it's a two person situation, and they have to want to write it too, lovely.

4.) Don't overly spam the memes. I know it sounds a bit counter logic, but if you're trying to get more people to write with you, you can put people off by having more memes on your blog than threads. Some people aren't bothered by that. Others, like myself, can take it as a sign that there is always a clamor for memes, but rarely are they answered, and rarely are they turned into threads. This might not be the case, but the impression is all that's needed to negatively impact someone reaching out to get something started. Maybe try doing a draft or two and your reward is you get to reblog a meme, balancing your mutuals' dash out.

5.) Don't be the person always asking for memes and never sending any. If you're never sending your mutuals memes, it's pretty distancing. I know making the first move with people can be nerve-wracking but I promise if you two already follow each other, the other person at least likes your writing! Send that meme and get to know each other! I would say 80% of my closest partners and ooc friends resulted from me finally getting up the nerve to send that first meme. And them not answering it is not always a negative. Sometimes they were just busy, or it didn't gel with their muse. Don't be afraid to ask. If you consistently send memes, and don't get a response, do not be afraid to move on. At that point, it's not on you. (Keep in mind that if you do something like ignore meme boundaries, then no, they might not take kindly to it and ignore it)

6.) Try doing some character development. Reblog some headcanon memes, or just write some up. This can create some curiosity and generate questions in your inbox, as well as invite the people that like to see muses fleshed out.

I know it can be very disappointing seeing people flooded with memes and you get nothing, but again, it doesn't measure your worth. Are you happy with your muse? Do you like writing? Great! You're doing it right.

If you need further clarification, or help on a different topic, just message. Have a wonderful day/night!

-Xo 💜💜💜

[illbringthechaosmagic]

Apologies for the small spam from here and @mxrvelouscreations 

I was clearing out my inbox finally, most went to the queue but any of the ooc kind of posts I just posted. Now the inbox on both accounts is empty and I’m all caught up with replies, just in time for sinday <3