#sagaiisms

[whcrror]

MORE OF DEBUNKING / ADDRESSING CLAIMS MADE BY DJAQ:

just to further call ridiculousness to the entire situation, we already pointed out that Djaq also copied Nova's aesthetic and it was also glossed over. to use the exact word DJAQ used. Djaq also called attention to this, here:

although that changing of aesthetics never happened did it? not that we remember, anyway. but let us bring attention back to the point at hand. Djaq knew that Nova was using church aesthetics, and yet changed all of her aesthetics to religious aesthetic as-well. which in Djaq's logic (i'm only using her own logic here, as far as she's making clear) is especially bad because she used Gaea when the Church Girl aesthetic was applied to Temperance. She could have used any muse, but of course Gaea is her favorite. but what do we know, right? Djaq is conveniently not going to take responsibility for any of her actions anyway.

Regarding the post above, I think it's safe to say Nova has retracted that statement. If you know the characters aren't too similar why does it bother you so much? why keep bringing it up, time and time again? It feels vindictive, and your behavior in the past very much highlights this. (in a situation with another mun who i will not speak about without permission, but everything is still up for you to look at on the blog: sagaiisms). in-fact regarding the aforementioned situation, Djaq was still talking about this particular situation a month after it occurred, and seemed very happy to compile everything into a neat little bow for everyone to read in warning about this individual. and the mun in question took a year long hiatus after this all went down. we do have receipts of all of this in-case the posts are deleted. We also find this situation problematic in regards to Djaq, but we do not wish to put any additional stress on the mun in question so we will not, until further notice. But again, it's all still public record you can research if you'd like. Djaq also went out of her way to tag Nova in a callout post referenced in a receipt we've already posted, and went through enough blogs to find ONE Nova might have forgotten to block.

Besides this not being on Nova's blog, let's just say that they were for a moment. we thought Nova was already called out by Djaq for 'copying' you or reblogging 'similar aesthetics'. If Djaq accusing Nova of copying over, and over - for years - why wouldn't she take some of the fear out of it, if it's going to keep happening anyway? regardless of the quote Nova gave us as a comment on this, where she'd like to prove Djaq is looking in on her, and in fact 'stalking' -- we empathize with the idea of just leaning into it, if it's going to be brought up again, and again, and again. Before I go on a petty example: if Djaq feels as though this is 'stalking' and has wanted to defend herself against the stalking allegations against her (something she's brought up several times) during this debate:

well, just wednesday this happened: does this mean Djaq is 'stalking' Nova?

or do you see how fucking silly this all is? but since it's not silly to Djaq we're going to continue to document. we also have these from the previous post:

we won't talk about the claim of not giving something 'fanfare' while also making an 'entire ass callout blog' (i'm sorry that Djaq has been labelled a danger, however she has literally tried, and in one case, succeeded for a while, to run people off the site. and she makes a big fanfare out of their cancellation because they did something SHE PERSONALLY didn't appreciate.

admittedly, yes. by a year. because you made her in 2018.

no they haven't and neither have the debunking we've done of your own claims.

but Djaq also felt that way. It's again been addressed but we'll crop the screenshot for reference below: so when Nova says it it's wrong, however it seems fine that Djaq seemed to say the same thing. so did she lie about them being similar, or did she just say it as well?

and just going back to this screenshot for a different point: those in the heading are both the same thing. the italics does not change the definition.

doesn't muutos also use that ellipses? wouldn't it make more sense for nova to get that from her fiancé?

just one more point to make. Temperance is a baker, and Djaq wants to say that their two characters aesthetics are 'too similar'. however, has written this in a thread before:

we hate to make such childish points however based on what we're dealing with, we merely wish to point out the hypocrisy of the entire situation. more to come. @whorrcr @thewhorrcrs

[finleysgone]

𝙷𝙴'𝚂 𝙼𝙾𝚁𝙴 𝚃𝙷𝙰𝙽 𝙿𝚁𝙴𝙿𝙰𝚁𝙴𝙳, long machete twirled once in his hand, held tight between rough fingers and palm in case he needed to use it. ‘ that’s exactly what the bad guy would say, ’ finley sniffs, looking and sounding less than serious, but he isn’t the man to hesitate, should jack try something. camera, still switched on, sits on the floor behind them, pointed at their feet. ‘ c’mon, man- i don’t even know you! i can’t just trust you. that’d be stupid. ’

╰   *  𝙰𝙽𝚂𝚆𝙴𝚁𝙴𝙳      :      @sagaiisms​    ⧽    ‘ i’m on your side. ’

[klarsynt-arc]

@sagaiisms​ monster boi

             he could feel the darkness of this place before he even set foot on the property. often, following rumors can be fruitless. one too many times his curiosity has led him to empty houses abandoned simply due to financial reasons rather than the spiritual. but this time...he can feel something negative happened here. and it isn’t just that, there’s magic here. he can detect the remnants of it, a spell, perhaps, still binding something or someone. and now as he stands at the top of the stairs leading to the basement, he can sense he isn’t alone. emil draws in a slow breath before he shines his flashlight into the dark. careful steps take him down towards the answers he seeks.  “  i know someone is here,  ”  he speaks carefully. whatever it is, it’s powerful and he isn’t foolish enough to fuck with that kind of energy without knowing more. he draws to a halt at the bottom step, gradually sweeping the light over the room  “  i don’t intend any harm. i’m just here to understand. and help, if you’ll allow it.  ”  

[namastekringle]

❝ you know, like on the street, with the honk-honk and the vroom-vroom, and the no walking involved? ❞

🏰  for a randomly selected disney quote.                /                @sagaiisms​.

[shinearch]

@sagaiisms​  said:  “  i  made  breakfast. ”

        it  was  the  smell  that  had  woke  him  up,  stretching  his  arms  and  legs  through  the  tangled  sheets.  he  caught  a  whiff  of  coffee,  and  it  caused  him  to  rise  as  if  the  scent  would  carry  him.  thankfully  he  remembers  most  of   the  night,  despite  the  low  dizzy  ache  in  his  head.  he  sits,  arms  holding  him  up  as  he  sees  the  woman  he’d  spent  the  night  with.  the  morning  light  only  seemed  to  intensify  her  beauty  and  momentarily  he  wondered  if  he  had  sleepwalked  into  someone  else’s  house.  because  she,  was  someone  who  dan  would  absolutely  classify  as  being  out  of  his  league.  she  speaks,  voice  rich  and  soft  like  velvet  running  over  him.  but  it’s  also  light,  so  familiar  and  casual  as  if  it  was  normal  for  the  pair.  

“ it  smells  great. ” he  clears  his  throat  with  a  grumble,  hair  sticking  this  way  and  that  as  he  gives  her  a  soft  smile.  generous  for  her  to  have  made  breakfast,  and  at  least  she  didn’t  seem  to  want  him  to  leave,  just  yet.  that  was a  good  sign,  he  knows.    --  and  dan’s  grumbling  stomach  isn’t  shy  to  taking  whatever’s  offered.  he  looks  down  at  the  floor  by  his  side  of  the  bed,  catching  sight  of  his  clothes.  “  be  right  there. ”

[experimcnts]

    She    should    wake    her    up.    They    just    reached    a    port,    after    over    a    month    at    sea.    Elizabeth    herself    was    very    excited    about    setting    foot    on    a    steady    land,    as    she    was    sure    Gaea    would    as    well.    Unfortunately,    the    girl    looked    so    at    peace    when    sleeping,    her    chest    rising    and    falling  with    steady, deep    breaths.    A    smile    blossoms    on    Elizabeth’s    face.    Convincing    her    to    join  her    crew    was    the    best    decision    Elizabeth    had    ever    made.    Reaching    out,    she    brushes    away    a    strand    of    hair    from    her    face,    thumb    ghosting    over    her    lower    lip.    “ Gaea?    Gaea,    darling,    you    need    to    wake    up.    We    reached    the    shore. ��    

starter  call    ╳    @sagaiisms​   .

[movedcrimefightr]

hand around her throat, smile on his lips. He hovers as he pushes, prompting her to kneel. Although from the look in her eyes there wasn’t much need for prompting. Nonetheless, he enjoyed the small moment of victory with a smirk. 

“ When was the last time? A week ─ a month ago? “

His thumb brushes over her lips, parting it slowly before pulling back. Leaning down and clipping a tight hand around her throat before pressing his lips flush against hers. Biting gently. Tugging on her plump bottom lip as he pulled away. 

“ We can be as loud as we want this time. “

2/5 kisses   :    @sagaiisms​ .

[crimesolved-moved]

“ 𝘩𝑚𝑚, 𝑜𝘩-- 𝘩𝑖𝑚. 𝑛𝑜, 𝑗𝑜𝘩𝑛 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑𝑛’𝑡 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑖𝑡 𝑡𝑜𝑑𝑎𝑦. ”  Sherlock replied innocently, hoping she wouldn’t express too much disappointment. He knew mentioning his new roommate to her had been a mistake. Gaea was the kind of person who’d care about the people in his life ---  it was... nice. It was an interest and concern he wasn’t used to being on the receiving end of without a degree of condescension ( a la his brother, Mycroft ). If he was lucky, he wouldn’t have to worry about the two meeting for awhile. Not yet. It was too confusing still --- Sherlock had decided it was best to keep them apart until he knew more about the uncertain and conflicting feelings he was developing. “ Maybe next time, you know how doctor’s are--- they can get pulled away at a moment’s notice. ”

@sagaiisms​ 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒���� 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑎 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑒𝑟

[temptationkiss]

𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐧. it was casual, comfortable in a way he hadn’t been in quite some time. maybe he shouldn’t have felt that way, considering he’d been pressing his luck every chance he got today. even the memory of it caused a smirk to ghost his features. in the meantime, bare feet carried him out to the kitchen. shirtless, and in all of that inked glory, unspoken declaration that he belonged to ara as much as he ever would by the skull that had taken root in his flesh, to bring them together. now, it was much more than that. every move he made was purposely placed, a subtle tease to the one sitting at the kitchen table, a show fit for the introduction to voyeurism, no doubt. he bent to retrieve something he didn’t really need, back arched for damn near perfect presentation before head was thrown over shoulder with the corner of a grin.   ‘   have you thought about dinner  ?  ’  question, again, asked if it was innocent, like he was asking about the weather for the sake of conversation. @sagaiisms​

[whcrror]

THIS IS A CALLOUT BLOG FOR DJAQ AKA @/WHORRCR.

djaq has been known throughout the roleplay community for several difference reasons, instances, and has hurt people. this blog is dedicated to revealing this behaviour. This individual has been present throughout the community for a number of years and has continued to show behaviours most unbecoming of a person.

We warn viewers of this content as it can be confronting, triggering and upsetting. Please proceed with caution.

known blogs past and present: whorrcr, faunashine-blog, faunahymn, glysimachia-blog, diafcros, cloudtm, herbtm, unecrth, verbalissm, sagaiisms, sagaiisms-a, elskcv,  elskcv-a, nintcnhoe, inaceae, whorrcr-moved, anthizc, laetuus, chryscs, thewhorrcrs.

yours truly,

cat in the hat.

[punnychef]

owen    hears    hannah’s    voice    before    he    sees    her,    back    straightening    as    he    froze    in    place.    a    deep    sigh    as    he    turns    to    face    his    beautiful    wife,    head    tilting    to    one    side    as    eyes    examined    her    features.    ❝    i    thought    you    were    popping    down    to    the    restaurant,    love.    ❞    he    knows    when    he’s    been    caught.    it    may    have    looked    better    in    her    eyes    if    he    had    been    using    the    crutches    given    to    him    by    the    doctor,    but    he    refused    on    principle.    he    hated    the    things.    ❝    i    was    going    to    make    lunch,    that’s    all    !!    you    can’t    deny    a    man    his    one    pleasure    in    life.    ❞    that    didn’t    come    out    the    way    he    meant    it    at    all.    ❝    it’s    just    a    bloody    torn    muscle    !!    i’ll    be    right    as    rain    in    a    couple    of    weeks.    ❞    

owen sharma , if you don’t take your butt back to bed , i will carry you there myself    /    @sagaiisms​

[klarsynt-arc]

@sagaiisms​ wishlist thingy

              he will never admit it, but he is always nervous settling into new assignments. especially ones which require him to give such focused contact and attention on one client. it’s easier when he sifts through shorter jobs. he likes it better. at least then, he can count on the more distasteful individuals only having to be dealt with for a small period of time. but there is no promise of it with this one. it’s indefinite. the information given him by reggie was rather small and it only makes his anxiety worse  (  his imagination is always so eager to run off with itself in all the ways things could go wrong  ). he does his best to hide his unease beneath a trained, poised expression. most people don’t like being reminded their tools have thoughts, much less emotions. 

emil’s gaze flickers around the room a moment as he shoulders his backpack. eyes are quick to settle back on his client when he speaks  “  my handler said you would have a list of requirements?  ”  he usually has inquiries and requests to make about running security and where he stays. but he was warned against it this time. the stern debrief about not screwing this one up still rings in his ears. better to let her take the lead than make some accidental offense or blundering assumption.  “  if i was supposed to have received it already, i apologize. i was told very little, ma’am.  ”

[catbrglrmoved]

         “ why is it that the men i find in gotham seem to have an odd way of acquiring so many ORPHANED kids? call me perceptive, but they’re not really yours, are they? “    ———————-  @sagaiisms​  ⁞⁞ ❮ jack. ❯

[shinearch]

@sagaiisms​  said:  ❛❛ so … do  i  get  a  goodnight  kiss ? ❜❜ 

          it  was  all  out  of  order.  first,  that  night,  then  breakfast.  time  passed, perhaps  a  day  or  two  --  and  she  accepted  his  offer  of  dinner,  no  expectations.  of  course  that  hadn’t  been  entirely  true,  he  just  couldn’t  get  her  out  of  his  head.  he  felt  like  he  was  in  his  teens,  giddy  when  she’d  sent  confirmation.  dinner  at  7,  at  some  casual  type  restaurant.  he  felt  it  a  good  choice,  relaxed  --  feeling  uncomfortable  with  fine  dining  not  to  mention  it  being  out  of  his  price  range.  but,  especially  with  new  partners  he  didn’t  like  to  show  off  too  much,  letting  their  chemistry  speak  for  itself.  and  was  that  what  they  were  now ?  he  finds  himself  not  really  caring  as  long  as  he  saw  her.  

and  dinner  was  a  success,  he’d  made  her  laugh  and  blush.  he’d  reached  for  her  hand  just  laying  upon  the  table  and  she  accepted  the  touch.  it  was  . . .  nice,  though  even  he  couldn’t  deny  a  low  heat  between  them.  as  if  left  over  from  their  first  time,  excited  to  build  again  but  he  swallows  it  with  the  ice  water  he’d  had  with  his  dinner.  but  now,  they  stand  outside  her  door,  again,  almost  revolving  around  the  subject  of  parting.  dan  doesn’t  want  to  seem  too  eager,  or  pushy  --  he  genuinely  enjoyed  his  time  just  being  with  her,  and  that  had  to  count  for  something.  that  he  could  just  BE  and  find  warmth  in  their  conversation  was  different  he  didn’t  want  to  fuck  it  up.  but  she  asked,  and  he  was  all  too  happy  to  oblige,  giving  a  nervous  sort  of  smile.  

head  dips  the  difference  of  their  distance,  cheeks  warm  and  burning  at  their  nearness  and  he  catches  her  mouth  with  his.  her  lips  are  soft,  sweet  and  almost  expectant  as  he  dances  fingers  along  her  arm.  fire  sparks  in  him,  but  he  quells  it --  wanting  to  just  savor  the  simplicity  of  a  goodnight  kiss.  his  tongue  ghosts  against  her  mouth,  just  a  bit  and  he  pulls  back,  smiling  larger,  prouder  now.  the  bastard.  “ until  next  time ? ”  

[experimcnts]

      “ And  who  are  you? ”  Admittedly,  Sherlock  was  not  much  interested  in  the  social  life  of  his  older  brother  —  the  world  had  things  to  offer  that  were  significantly  more  interesting,  Life,  for  example,  the  weird,  cannibalistic  virus  outbreak  in  London,  and  perhaps  the  rest  of  England.  Maybe  even  further  than  that.  Therefore  it  was  a  bit  of  a  surprise  when  upon  arriving  at  the  one  fully  stocked  safe  house  for  such  an  occasion,  he  was  met  not  by  Mycroft  but. . .  a  friend  of  his?  Very  curious.  “ I  don’t  believe  we’ve  met  before. ”  

starter  call    ╳    @sagaiisms​​​   .

[milletant-moved]

@sagaiisms​ made this for me:

bruce and ghani probably: