#plationic ships

[sagiewagiefics]

REQUESTS ARE OPEN! Your girly pop has some hard core writters block (but i have motivation to write help 💀)

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A lil guide on who i write for x

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[monarch-of-weird-girlboy-nation]

Platonic lapidot...save ne platonic lapidot.......ughg

[miscellaneousie]

stop i just opened tumblr today 😭

“I hope I die before any of you.” James suddenly said into the quiet night of their dormitory.

Sirius sat up quickly and turned his head into James’ bed where the said boy lies. He noticed Remus and Peter doing the same thing. “James, what the fuck?”

James looked up from the quaffle he was lazily throwing and catching and finally noticed how easily he grabbed the other boys attention with what he said. “What?”

Remus scoffed and glared at James, “Why would you say something like that?”

James finally sat up and faced the other boys fully. “Well, its the truth. I don’t think I ever want to know what it would be like to lose any of you. Before I met all of you I was a lonely kid and I dont want to feel that lonely ever again.”

Sirius bolted out of his bed and into James’ wrapping his arms around the boy and pulling him into his chest. “We’re not going anywhere. We’ll all stay together. You wont lose us.”

James chuckled and returned Sirius’ hug. “Better keep that promise, Pads.”

It’s this conversation that flashes through Sirius’ mind as he held James’ cold body. He thinks about how he failed to keep his promise. He thinks about how he couldn’t save any of them.

“Guess you got your wish then, Prongs.” Sirius whispered into James’ forehead. “You’ll never know what its like to lose any of us.”

But Sirius? He’ll live for the rest of his life knowing what its like to lose James.

[usmsgutterson]

omg hi i never realised i wasnt following you, i was wodering if you could do something with kaz brekker (romantic) /crows (plationic) where reader is mattias's sister and they met her and its really angsty like shes a new recruit for the fjerdian girl in the menengrie and inej sees her

and i love your writing so much!! you were the first kaz brekker fanfiction i ever read <3

Brandy- K.B x platonic! crows x matthias' sister! reader

First off, thank you so much for sending this in! I am so sorry it's taken me so long--I've been demotivated and only started getting into a kind of rhythm again recently!

On another note: the kaz brekker part of the fic is more implied to come later on than right as the fic takes place because the reader goes through a lot and having a romantic subplot just BOOM RIGHT THERE didn't feel right to me in the writing process

Fic type- this is some heavy angst that leads into hurt/comfort

Warnings- this one is a heavier fic--trafficking and rape are mentioned. The scenes wherein the reader is taken and put onto the slavers ship is depicted but not in too graphic detail (it's described as being knocked unconscious and blindfolded before being loaded onto a boat. The room that the reader ends up in isn't described in too heavy detail either, but there are mentions that the food the reader got came at random and their access to sunlight was restricted), theres a lot of discussion of death and a couple of mentions of strangulation--I've edited this but still might have missed a thing or two so feel free to tell me just in case.

You'd left Fjerda in search of your brother a solid eight months after he'd disappeared, when the letters you'd exchanged while he was in Druskelle training ceased and hadn't come in for that duration. You'd initially gone to the Druskelle--Jarl Brum, the Druskelle your brother had mentioned by name in the letters you'd exchanged. They'd all told you he'd been dead, but you didn't believe it.

So, you kept your ears open, and when you heard of a Fjerdan going to trial for involvement in the slave trade in Ketterdam, your instincts set you off on a boat to Ketterdam to find out if it was him, thinking that it could go two ways.

Either the first way, which was that it was Matthias and he'd been a shitty person for getting involved with the slave trade, or the second.

He was dead, the person on the slave trading charges was someone different, and you had lodgings in Ketterdam booked for a months stay before you headed back to your beloved country of ice and snow that would turn out to be pointless.

But you never did get to Ketterdam.

At least not on the boat you'd booked a ticket for. The night before you were to leave, the tavern you'd been drinking warmed brandy in was raided by slave traders. You were knocked unconscious, blind folded, and loaded onto a boat.

In the time thereafter, you spent no less than a week in a dodgy room, eating and drinking when your slavers deemed it a good enough time.

You were allowed sunlight only when you were taken to Tante Heleen, auctioned off to her and then forced by her to sign a contract in a language you hardly understood, as you'd barely been learning Kerch for six months by then. She'd grinned at you when you signed though she made it clear that you could not walk out of the room without doing so, and to even attempt it would result either in your death or her grabbing your hand and forcing you to sign the contract in a way that made the forcing seem much more obvious than it was.

As you were taken to the Menagerie, she'd grinned at you again. She'd asked where you were from, and when you told her that you were Fjerdan, her eyes had lit up.

"Oh, I've needed a new wolf! My men have been excellent to me this day, little wolf, and you shall reap the benefits!"

You got to the Menagerie and were given a tattoo on your wrist, silvery furs to wear and the natural color of your hair was tailored away in favor of a platinum blonde.

There were golden bars on the window of your room and each night, rather than sleeping, you looked through them. You watched the sun as it set and you watched the people blunder from one pleasure house to the next.

You cried whenever Heleen would introduce you to a client at first, but crying warranted a beating, so you stopped after the first month and a half. You took to crying when you were alone, thanking Heleen for every meal you got and hoping, hoping your indenture decreased by the minute.

But then, one night, as you were people watching, you caught sight of a girl on the roof of the building across from you. Your eyes widened as she met your gaze, pleading, desperate.

Get me out of here, you thought. Get me out. Please, get me out. Make this madness end.

Her gaze hardened and you thought you'd mistaken her for someone who could've sympathized with you, but then she rolled up her sleeve and you saw a patch of scarring. It looked almost like a botched tattoo removal, and as much made you confused.

But you didn't have time to question it. She was there one second, gone running and jumping across rooftops the next. You wondered if you'd ever see her again, hoped that you did. If the marks she'd showed you were any consolation, you had at least one person to rely on and that moment, a solid six or so months since you'd been taken to Ketterdam, even one person to rely on meant the world.

-

It had been two months since Inej had seen you that first time. Two months of plotting, planning, and it was all coming to a head that morning.

"Tante," Inej greeted on the first morning of autumn. "I am in need of one of the girls you keep here. She's Fjerdan."

"You walk into my enclosure," Tante said, gesturing at it all as she sat behind her desk. "Knowing that you, too, were once indentured here? I can have you indentured here again just as easily, my little lynx. What do you require of my little wolf?"

"If you try to kidnap me again, there is a sharpshooter ready to aim and fire at you within a split seconds notice," she said. "There is a very angry ex-Druskelle standing outside the front door, along with a heartrender, a bombs expert, and a someone so good at cards he can control any hand he wants. Let me see the girl or so help me, I will stab myself and make it seem from the sharpshooters perspective that you are doing it, and you will lose your life right here in this parlor, in front of all of your girls and all of the rapists that you call clientele."

At that, Tante showed a second of pause before turning to one of her men and nodding. "Unlock her door," she said. "Tell the little wolf that the lynx has come to visit. I can grant you fifteen minutes, Mrs. Ghafa."

Inej nodded. That was enough. It had to be enough.

Enough time for Tante to busy herself when Matthias came in posing as a client, for Nina and Kaz to sneak in through a back entrance and steal your indenture contract right from her desk, swap it with a contract that held both your signature and her own but had different wording, and make it back to the front, where the three of them were meant to be waiting while Wylan smoked a cigarette--a fake, one with chamomile and lavender in the filter--and tried his damndest to look casual.

She followed the man to your room, tried not to feel her heart break when she watched you flinch before she showed herself from behind his back.

Carefully, Inej slipped a knife out from her forearm--Sankta Alina--and pressed it against the mans back.

"You report that flinch to Tante and I will find you and cut you in two," she whispered. "You are actively participating in the trafficking of innocent girls. I understand that this is the Barrel, but I guarantee there are less vile crimes to commit. I would reccomend you find something better unless the last thing you fancy a sight of is my knife plunging into your chest."

The man gave a single nod and left the room, standing guard outside the door.

"Who are you?" You asked. "I wasn't informed anyone would be visiting, let alone the girl who's been watching me like a hawk since I hit the six month mark of being indentured here."

"My name is Inej Ghafa," she said. "I showed you the spot where my tattoo used to be--I was the Suli Lynx before Kaz bought out my indenture and I started working for the Dregs. I assume that your name is Y/N Helvar?"

"I have been Tante Heleens precious little wolf since I got here," you said. "I need to leave--I've been trying to figure out how, but I just can't figure it out for the life of me."

"Matthias is downstairs now, pretending to be a client very interested in owning a share of the business," Inej said. "Kaz and Nina are currently doing a grab and swap--they've managed to forge a contract and your signature based off of old job contracts you signed while in Fjerda. It'll hold up to scrutiny and at worst, look like Tante Heleen made a mistake. The contract they'll replace with the one they burn later will say that your indenture was set at a finite amount that's decreased rather than increasing since you were brought here."

"Has it not been?" You asked. "My Kerch wasn't great when I first got here--it's definitely gotten better since, I will say--but I thought that it had been decreasing. The decrease was what I'd been hinging my hope on."

"Tante writes them so that the cost of the indenture increases," Inej said. "You would've been stuck here--but our time is limited. I've only got fifteen minutes before I'm gone. Tante will call you down no less than ten after I've left, and you'll meet a guy who is all sharp edges and rough cuts--his name is Kaz Brekker, and he's someone you can trust, Y/N. I promise."

You stepped forward, hesitant, and Inej pulled you into a hug, using the hug as an excuse to tuck a knife into your furs.

"I understand hesitancy to kill," she said. "But if maiming, in the least, is necessary, I can pray to your Fjerdan saints with you later. We can ask that you get forgiveness for doing harm to those who have done worse to you."

"Did--did you say Matthias?" You asked. "I'm sorry--it's just that a lot has been thrown at me today. Matthias as in Helvar?"

"Yeah," Inej said, smiling at you as she puled away from the hug. You had tears in your eyes. "He's alive, Y/N, and he thought you were dead from the Ice Court heist onward, but he's relieved you aren't."

You wanted to cry, but of happiness or sadness, you didn't know.

Inej didn't say much of anything during the rest of her time, just sat with you on your bed, your hands locked together, until her time was up and the man who stood guard outside your door knocked to let you know that your time with her was done.

She left with tears in her eyes, remembering a time where she looked and felt just as helpless as you did.

-

Fifteen minutes later, you were being called down to the parlor. You followed a guard down the stairs, and when you caught sight of the person Inej had described--all sharp edges, rough cuts--you forced yourself to meet his gaze briefly. He was the one shot you had at getting out. His plan had to have worked or you would've died while stuck working as a slave to Heleen.

Next to him stood Matthias.

"Do you know this person?" Tante asked, gesturing to the one beside whom your brother stood.

"I do," you said, hoping that the lie was convincing enough. "I do know him."

"And do you know his business partner?" Tante asked. You glanced at your brother. He had murder in his gaze, and he kept it focused on the woman who'd been holding you in the hostage that was your indenture.

"Yes," you said. "His name is Matthias Helvar. His associate is called Kaz Brekker."

"See?" Kaz asked. "Old friends, she and I, and if I am to remember it correctly, she told me that you told her her indenture would be out with the start of fall. Today is the first day of the season."

"Her contract says otherwise," Tante said. "And I said no such things to her--Y/N, did I?"

"You did," you said, hopefully going along with the plan that was in place. "You said I'd only be here for eight months. It has been eight months, Tante."

"Must've been an error," she said, glaring at you. You stepped back in your fear and like the protective brother he tended to be, Matthias stepped forward.

Kaz glared at him as Tante pulled your contract from her desk.

"Does the contract say as we claim?" Matthias asked. "Y/Ns signature should be on it. As should yours."

Tante glowered at Kaz. "Whatever you've done, this fake will not hold up to close scrutiny."

At that, Kaz shrugged. "I've not done a bloody thing, Ms. Heleen. Perhaps you were drunk in the contract writeup, decided to take pity on one of your girls?"

"I was sober as a cow," she said. "But--fine. You win for now."

"You will give Y/N to us immediately," Matthias said. Kaz nodded, affirming the words.

"She is to be under the protection of the Dregs," Kaz said. "Any attempt on her life is as good as an attempt on mine, and I will make you pay for it. It will cost you more than all of the indentures of the girls here combined, Ms. Heleen."

"Fine," she said. "Take my little wolf away from me."

You stepped toward Matthias.

"You have a good day, Tante," Kaz said. The three of you made a beeline for the exit, and Inej gave you her hand. She let you lean on her in the walk from the Menagerie to the Slat, where Nina gave you clothes to change into and toiletries to shower.

You showered, washed eight months of grime and dirt and the general feeling of disgust off of yourself in the forty five minutes it took to get most of it. The feeling of disgust, the extreme disdain, the pain that you carried, were things that you were sure could not be washed away with a simple shower.

The outfitting you'd been given had been a dress that was flowy and did not adhere to every part of your body. It was black and stopped just a bit above your ankles. There was a dip in the neckline but nothing that would have anybody looking, and sleeves that stopped at your elbows.

Along with it, you were given an old cardigan, a pair of appropriate socks, and brand new combat boots, good for giving anyone a kick where it hurt the most if need be.

You headed to the bottom floor of the Slat, thanked Nina as you found her amidst the chaos and decided to lean against a wall rather than sitting down.

Matthias brought you a glass of brandy, and that was all it took.

"I'm sorry," he said. "I'm sorry it took me so long."

You took a sip of the brandy. "It's not your fault," you said. "I was going to come to Ketterdam to look for you--I couldn't believe you'd died--and the tavern I was in the night before I left was overtaken. I was put on a slavers ship and sold to Tante. None of that is on you, Matthias."

"You came looking for me," he said. "So, therefore, it's my fault."

"No," you said. "It's not. It's the fault of the slavers, the captain and crew of that boat, and Tante Heleen. You and I are blameless."

"But--"

"I was trafficked, Matthias," you said. "I was sold to a woman who indentured me to servitude. I was raped. None of that is your burden to bear, and if you start bearing it I will cut off one of your fingers."

You took a sip of your brandy.

As much as you loved your brother, you knew that a meaningful conversation was not likely to start until you both had time to think. Matthias was at the stage of it wherein he blamed himself. You had long grown past that, and the shame you felt because of it had transformed in two different cycles--first, desperation to get out of the Menagerie, and second, anger at Tante Heleen and those involved with your capture and sale.

"Matthias, dear," the one called Nina called out to him. "Wylan thinks that an espresso martini is better than bourbon. Discuss."

You shot her a grateful look. She nodded at you and for a moment you almost thought she understood.

"I've gotten into contact with a tailor," Kaz said. You took a sip of your brandy. "Inejs removal was botched, but Matthias forked over the kruge if you want it removed."

"You said that I am to be under the protection of the Dregs," you said. "A gang, as is obvious now, but what does that protection mean, in no uncertain terms?"

"It means exactly what it says on the tin. You are protected by us, Y/N. I can't promise you safety, nor happiness or health in the Barrel, but I can at least promise you that. Inej already seems like she'd fight tooth and nail to keep you alive, and she is the best ally you can have in these parts."

"Might it also mean a job?" You asked. "I have nothing, Kaz. People home probably think I'm dead. I wanted a fresh start terribly when I was in Fjerda, so this might just be my best bet."

Kaz nodded. "Your first shift at the Crow Club is in two days time, and a room in the Slat is free. I'll have the current bartender teach you how to make a couple of decent drinks, and provided I see any other ways in which you might prove to be an asset, you'll join us on the jobs that make us rich. You don't need to take up the crow and cup if you don't want to--I am sure you've had enough of tattoos for a lifetime."

You nodded. "Thank you."

"You could still die," Kaz said. "Your death was a likely thing in the Menagerie--I saw one Karl Van Houden on your list of clients? He killed two of the girls in other brothels city wide--and it's just as likely outside of it."

"If I die in these streets, I am dying with my dignity," you said. "In the Menagerie, I would've died without it, strangled by a client who hated the fact that I was crying. Dying with your dignity intact, you'll find, makes a world of difference."

Kaz shrugged. "I will be taking your word for it," he said.

You shook your head as he walked away, grinned at Inej as you noticed her approaching.

"How are you doing?"

"I've been worse," you said with a shrug. "I've been without brandy and good music. Definitely worse."

Inej grinned, took your free hand in hers and gave it a squeeze. "Does it hurt?" She asked. "The pain of accepting all of it. Are you okay?"

"It burns in my chest when I think about it too long," you said. "I just--I think about Heleen and I want to set the Menagerie on fire. I hate it. I hate her. I don't know how to deal with this."

"And you won't figure out the right way for a bit," Inej said. "It varies for everyone. You just come to a point where--you accept that what happened happened, that sometimes, good people are subjected to terrible things and the people who subjected them to those things just go on living in places like this one. It does get easier with time, though you never feel like it will."

"Thank you," you said. "For rescuing me. For giving me council as you have."

Inej shook her head. "I've been trying to convince Kaz to let you onto the team since we first made eye contact," she said. "It wasn't an easy feat until Matthias, Nina, Jesper and Wylan backed me up without knowing any of the real details, and even then, it still took a bit more convincing. Kaz is very selective with the people he lets onto the team, but you'll be a good asset."

"Thank you," you said again. "Seriously. I would've died within those walls, Inej. Thank you for saving me from that."

She walked away, and you glanced at your nearly empty glass of brandy, heading to the bar to get yourself another.

You had your entire future ahead, and you didn't want to think another minute of Tante Heleen, but you did.

You decided you'd get your revenge on her someday, even if it was just a miniscule form of such.

[theoldsecretkeeper]

gonna edit this on the carrd but if marg ever EVER get shipped they have to be sorta close to the age range for her. Only ones this really doesnt apply to rn is canon and sugary spire since they are immortal BUT i do highly prefer for them to be at LEAST 30.

"what about antonblast or-" all of them are 47. your muse at least 40 for the mortal verses. I feel weird if i ship them with someone younger than that.

Guardian angel is not up for ships

of course like i said in the carrd they gotta click for me. and you gotta ask if you ever wanna ship bc i... am sorta picky? and shy about it lol

ofc my acc is multiship tho lol

plationic, family, and etcetc tho is perfectly on the table tho!

[neriyon]

And the last ship meme! Template once again here. (edit: I forgor to mention but mine is edited a little!)

This time it's ancient trio time~ ShB/Endwalker spoilers and lots of rambling under the cut

I'll start with mentioning that Eleos is Azem and Hawu'li is his shard. I think I've posted what he vaguely looks like in form of a picrew pic buuuut uh, this time you get a quick little scribble of his mask I drew instead.

Height and age - yeah no, I did not want to fuck with trying to choose anything for them since ancient world works weirdly. They are all of similar ages and fairly young, Hades has just aged a lot due to having to deal with his husbands lol. He's tallest of the three, with Eleos being just a tiny bit shorter than Hyth.

Jock - game keeps saying Emet is "the greatest mage" but honestly I could not mark him as nerd when he swings that huge drk sword so effortlessly in Ktisis. So to me he is also physically strong. Hyth is nerd on account of working basically a desk job and complaining how he doesn't usually fight, even if using a bow logically makes him somewhat buff too.

Affection - Hades is tsun so no pda. Hyth is used to this and knows not to tease him too much. Eleos does not care and teases both of them mercilessly with his affection, regardless of where they are or who is watching.

Confessions - Hyth and Hades were an item even before meeting Eleos, and their thing started from Hades managing to voice his feelings (Hyth had known about them already, but wanted to hear him say it). With Eleos, they kinda confessed together, with Hyth once again pushing Hades to admit his feelings out loud. By this point Eleos has been saying he loves them both for like, literal months but somehow also never initiated anything? Even Hyth was kinda confused if it was more plationical or not lol.

Kiss - Hades kisses both of them first: Hyth during a really sweet and romantic moment as teens, and Eleos to shut him up. Which surprisingly worked, as Eleos just kinda froze and was unable to process any thoughts for like half an hour. It has not worked ever since.

Propose - Hades is the most easily jealous one, so he really wanted something to seal the fact that they were all bound to eachother. All 3 have matching earring. Eleos also got a tiny magic circle drawn on his ringfinger - Emet's magic, made to contain both his and Hyth's essence to help calm Eleos down (he's strongly affected by feelings of others). It's usually invisible, but glows softly purple when touched.

Other stuff:

Hades and Eleos are both really stubborn so Hyth has to act as mediator between them

Hades first noticed Eleos from his soul (mix of orange and purple hues, like a really vibrant sunrise) which was so out of normal it got his attenttion in a big crowd (and Eleos did something really stupid right after so it really was unforgettable lol)

Eleos has a habit of just. Leaving in the middle of night if his wanderlust happens to hit. He's gotten really good at sneaking out and only leaving small "gone travelling, see you" note behind.

As a countermeasure, both Hyth and Hades sleep holding him really tight so he can't just dissappear to god knows where. Eleos doesn't seem to mind too much (but still manages to escape some nights)

All 3 spoil eachother so much but in completely different ways.

Emet overlooks so much of his husbands' mischief and no matter how busy, is always ready to give them his time if they want it

Hyth brings the other 2 interesting concepts from work as gifts

Eleos brings them whatever he find on his travels. He's especially good at picking things that pacify Hades' anger when he's done something stupid again.

[mcyt-yuri-week]

Whats the definition of yuri for the week? /gen

I just wanna make sure i dont do stuff thats not technically yuri. Like are plationic ships ok? Or qprs?

Oh the name yuri is just for the sillies. But yeah, if you want to do platonic ships & qprs, that's fine! Just, please try to keep it sapphic? That's really the only rule

[happistar]

🎧 - Favorite Lyric?

✏ - Favorite Line?

🍨 - Favorite Ship?

🎧 - Favorite Lyric?

I am Very Bad at picking favorites so here's a couple and I could probably keep going.

From the two river version of pitiful children: If you feel a sob or tear / Just turn that knob, and switch that gear

Like??? idk I am eternally in conflict with which tpc is my favorite and this line is definitely my go-to favorite for anything overall

But also outside of that version in Be More Chill Part 1 I really like: So don't freak out / And don't resist / And have no doubt / If I assist / You wi-i-i-i-i-i-ill / Be more chill

Very fun to sing and also great when you know the choreography for it

✏ - Favorite Line?

I answered this one before but I could honestly keep going with more line ideas since I am now Thinking About it. Right now its Michael's "Why are you hitting me..." from The Play. The way George Salazar executes that line is hilarious too tbh.

Besides that, from the two river theatre version I love the exchange of Jeremy asking "How are you with math homework?" and the Squip responding, "I'm a supercomputer Jeremy. I'm made of math."

like jdnfjbngfjbgfn both are so silly lines I love them

🍨 - Favorite Ship?

Oooh interesting question. As someone who kinda enjoys ships on the side theres a lot of really fun pairings! Generally I end up pairing some of the more popular ships like boyf riends or richjake since they have a lot of fun stuff to explore, but honestly I'm kinda in love with the idea of a polycule with Jeremy, Michael and Christine. Christine of course would have something more along the lines of a queer-plationic relationship since I like the idea of her being aro/ace :)

[bridgetswonderfulland]

I guess Night Master or any character that relate to it.

Plus, I made a oc x canon between my oc Bellaire and N.M(I guess Alucard will fit into the name). They're happily together plationically before the events of YYY but we're not sure if Bellaire knows about this.

If you haven't know more about my fan backstory for Alucard, check Seven Overlords Of Darkness. The Void Realm arc will be related.

(Also, if you have already ship yourself or your oc with him, I'm deeply apologies.)

:3

[thatoneweirdowhoknowstoomuch]

So I should've made an intro huh?

Hi, I go by Flea (She/He), and I'm autistic as all hell (possibly also have ADD). While I rarely post, I am what the internet calls a self-shipper, someone who ships themselves with fiction character in a attempt to add comfort.

Here's some of my interests currently (w/ my Fictional Others):

Romantic/ Plationic/ Family /On & Off

-Cookie Run (FO: Avocado Cookie, Shadow Witch)

- Where's Waldo (FO: Odlaw, Waldo, Wenda)

- Yokai Watch (FO: Directator)

- Rupert Bear (FO: Billy Blizzard (son), Jack Frost (nephew)

- Chibi Devi (FO: Enchou)

And I guess more is to be added later (I'll probably add specific FO tags later) but before I forget:

[sanctumlumen]

this is an 𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐓 , 𝐌𝐔𝐓𝐔𝐀𝐋 and 𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄 roleplay blog for 𝐃𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐀𝐆𝐄 of 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐘 𝐗𝐕𝐈 — as commanded by 𝐘𝐀𝐙 ( 30+ , they , multiverse , multiship , oc friendly ) . 𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐇 is not my first language ( french-canandian ) . note that activity can be sporadic due to physical and mental health .

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enemies / rivals . hell yes .

anything basically lol .

interactions do not require any formatting / icons but i do ask you to trim threads if possible . i know that some are exclusively on mobile . just let me know .

this blog will refuse any forms of harassment , drama , hate , etc. i will block you so quickly , you won't have time to blink . i have no patiences for anything .

( will add more if needed or if i forgot to mention something )

if we are mutuals , please do not hesitate to come talk in dms or send me memes , etc .

other ff (xiv) blogs are @hydrvs and @keyward

[worldrandom]

Rhode Island

longest offical state of rhode island and providence plations

composed of many island

smallest ca be fitted in alaska 425 times

37 miles wide and 48 miles long

ocean state nickname can reach the ocean on any side

oldest 1 room school house 1716

oldest 4th july parade 1785 in Bristol

portsmouth 1st town in america to be established by a women

one of the 10 nices palces in america

oldest 1st baptist church in providence by roger williams 1636

on ce knoq as the jewlery capital of the world

state capital and largest city is Providence

state size 1545 sq miles

population 193734

state hood is may 29 1790

counties 5

highest point jerimoth hill

lowest point alantice ocean

state mattor hope

famous people 2

state bird rhode island red

state flagship tall ship providence

state fish stripped bass

state flower violest state insect burying bettle

state mineral bonesite

state rock cumberlardite

state shell quahaus

state tree red maple

[nerversofnerves]

Honestly so fucking relatable. And even if I when I do watch something mainstream, I always have niche opinions about it. I almost never ship the mainstream ships, generally going for the plationic ships, so looking for the media online is so difficult.

it’s all best buddies until the autistic person has a special interest that isn’t a highly relatable media series

[sukiisho]

#𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐈𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐎 - ❛ what matters is not who you are , but the choice you make . . . ind . very sel . priv . susabi of netease's onmyoji . resuscitated by venom .

rules : under cut

001. this blog is specifically a canon - divergent portrayal of susabi of netease’s onmyoji. my susabi will be extremely headcanon heavy, please do not steal my ideas, my edits or writing. do not expect anything from the fanon interpretation of him because i am sure to counteract that easily. this blog will have nsfw themes that will be tagged accordingly with ns.fw //.

002. i will only write with those i am mutuals with. all i ask is for your blog is for ALL your posts to be tagged , to make asks into their own threads, to be respectful and not disgusting . if you have no interest to write with me, please don’t follow me. i’m in the process of getting out of a writing rut and what i don’t need is making starters for those who won’t respond to them .

003. please don’t follow me if you are drama dense, meaning if almost every other post is a callout post on your blog i will not follow. this is unless these callouts are actually detrimental to the health of the community or others. do not follow if you are a bigot, are homophobic, transphobic, a pedophile, etc.

004. i will be slow, please bear with me. i don’t really have an excuse besides i’m a bit burnt out from writing but i’m trying to get back into it and the best way to get responses out of me is to talk to me about the potential relationship between our muses this includes plationic, familial, romantic, etc.

005. in terms of shipping romantically with susabi , i will be ship exclusive & expect my partner to be ship exclusive with me as well . so far i will be single ship until further notice unless you’re name is ju , then we’re forceshipping ( <3 ) . i am not a thing to be collected . 

006. my icon psd & banners comes from thornicidxs , please go comm my friend her pieces are h*t

[yuorumi]

⌗ i define interaction as communication with me through my inbox.

─ byf:

sporadic posts.

all works are sfw but beware of some occasional suggestive and sagau content. i try to make all my works as gender neutral as i can.

please keep this space safe and respectful. i want this place to be as welcoming for all.

i do not take requests as of this moment, however, if i'm invested enough in an idea there is a possibility that i will write it.

i’m really awkward when i first interact with others but i'll slowly start to warm up to you after a while. i like to tease and flirt with my mutuals but all interactions are plationic.

spontaneous 'i love you's with mutuals a lot.

i have a very low social battery, tend to spam with caps and i’m only available through inbox under this url.

if you're a mutual, ask for my main url if you wish to chat. i don’t really start conversations due to my huge social awkwardness even with mutuals </3.

─ dni if you're:

homophobic, racist, transphobic, xenophobic, albeist, sexist, pedophiles, ship minors with adults, a general menace.

18+ dark content/nsfw blogs or minors writing nsfw.

harrass va's.

[merwynpersonalhub]

you know what this be silly to try so why not i wanna see what you come up with uh if you want my gender im bigender and and demiromantic and asexual i think.. i have a few fictional crushes and stuff and most of them are the same..either they are really sweet and will give comfort or the iconic he is a loser but i love him guy. so something like that?? (all of them are men/i hc as men which is pretty funny) (ALSO uh romantic would be nice but u can do plationic) uh i probably going to put a list of fictional others i actually have that i never post bc im a shy guy..(maybe it will help you a bit who knows)

1)x from bfb (yes im into object shows and i have a sona i never showed) 2)streber from spooky month (he just a silly guy...also have a sona i never shown) 3)usopp from one piece..(my sister got me into anime- even if i havent seen/watched alot of it. my sister helped design a sona for me but i need to redesign him) i have other characters but i dont self ship but i just ship with a oc not a self insert- (for example peppino from pizza tower and matt (the character) from eddsworld, barnaby from welcome home (dw it just cute silly stuff) uhhh i hope this sorta helps you dont need to do this i just wanted to try this out..IF YOU NEED MORE STUFF TELL ME! (ADDING EXTRA STUFF) im a art type of person i love looking at any art and love music alot.. i am self conscious about certain things and usually hide alot of stuff.. im always laying around relaxing or hyperfixated on something there is no inbetween...im always overwhelmed and worried for things.... i love spirits and stuff like that..but i also usually like normal stuff..

Hey give me a little about yourself, and I'll assign you a F/O!

You don't have to give me a lot the bare minimum is at least gender, sexuality/preferences, your personality and type of f/o (romantic platonic, ect). You can also add other stuff like your type or more small details if you want for hopefully a better match.

Also mention any fandoms/characters you don't want me to pick so I don't accidentally do that.