#send me a character and i'll tell you their type of blog

[numberoneanika]

Honestly the roleplay blogs are stronger than I am because if I saw a post where people were saying my blog was annoying and calling me corny I would jump in a large pit and rot away

[corvusphilia]

★ HOW THEY ACT WHEN THEY HAVE A CRUSH (KARASUNO EDITION)

୨ৎ featuring: daichi sawamura, koshi sugawara, asahi azumane, yuu nishinoya, ryunosuke tanaka, tobio kageyama, shoyo hinata, kei tsukishima, tadashi yamaguchi, keishin ukai

୨ৎ notes: first post!! rq are open guys send shit IN (omg haikyuu blog in 2024!!???). also yes i plan on writing crush headcanons for the other teams as well :>

also worth mentioning this is NOT timeskip and reader is implied to be around the same age as the characters (so highschool for most and adult for ukai)

i was gonna write for the girls as well but ive been writing this for the past 4 days and im tired 😭

★ DAICHI SAWAMURA ?!

He genuinely thinks acting like he's your dad or something is a good way of flirting. Sugawara teases him about it constantly. "Do you want to ask them out on a date or to sign adoption papers?"

And I don't mean it only in the cute way. He will scold you if you forget your jacket or something. But the words quickly catch in his throat when he gives you his and you put it on for the first time. Maybe you should keep forgetting yours, actually. For no reason. No reason at all.

Will bring extra food in case you're still hungry by the end of recess. Even makes mental notes about your favorites. This guy is a GENTLEMAN.

While he does reprimand you, it's nothing like he does to his team or his friends. In fact, he seems to calm down whenever you come into the picture. Nishinoya and Tanaka absolutely take advantage of it.

Suga might be the vice-captain, but the team treats you like the second in command. Doesn't matter if you're not part of the team or even a manager. You're now the second parent by correlation.

Speaking of which, Sugawara and Asahi absolutely play wingmen. Suga will come off a bit too strongly, talking about how Daichi is such a catch and you two would make such a cute couple, while Asahi sounds like he's doing a job interview in Daichi's name, listing all his positive qualities and whatnot. Their hearts are in the right place, at least.

He doesn't hesitate much before asking you out. He doesn't want to risk ruining your friendship, but he doesn't want to live with the regret of what could have been if he gave it a shot, either.

The sun was lazily setting in the horizon, painting the sky pleasant hues of orange and pink. It wasn't unusual for Daichi to walk you home — he insisted on it whenever he had the time, even he meant he would only get to his house past nightfall —, but he was weidly quiet. He smiled calmly when you questioned him on it, giving you a look and a sigh.

He came to a stop, standing in front of you. He took a deep breath before reaching into his bag, grabbing what looked like a note and holding it in both hands before stretching it towards you and bowing politely. His grasp was slightly shaky.

"I've been meaning to ask you this for a while..." He started, his voice soft, keeping his gaze on the ground. Maybe he was just being overly polite, or maybe he was a bit too scared to look you in the eyes. "You make me... incredibly happy, Y/N. I would like to do the same for you. If you'll let me, that is." He finally glanced up, looking at you through his eyelashes and his posture still low, his eyes filled equally with nervousness and hope. "I don't want to leave any doubts, so... I'll just go ahead and say it. Will you be mine?"

★ KOSHI SUGAWARA ?!

This guy is so whipped, it's not even funny. He doesn't even officially ask you out because he makes it so obvious he likes you. Like, c'mon, EVERYONE can tell he wants to marry you already.

The type to run up to you just to give you something he grabbed or bought because it made him think of you. Which happens very often, because he thinks of you all the time.

Very affectionate. Holds your hand whenever you two walk somewhere and hugs you as a greeting and as goodbye. Might even slip in a kiss on your cheek if he's feeling a little silly.

And god forbid some poor bastard mentions your name in a five mile radius of him. This motherfucker will take any chance he can get to yap about how amazing you are and how much he adores you and—

SO supportive. Genuinely, he thinks you're so talented in everything you do. If you have a specific thing you're passionate about, be ready for him to be bragging to everybody about it. More proud of your accomplishments than his own.

Straight up introduces you to people as his significant other after some time. What? He never asked to be your boyfriend? Well, it's not like you were gonna say no anyway, so...

"Y/N!" The cold winter air causes little wisps of smoke to form from his mouth as he runs over to you through the courtyard, an infectious smile on his face. He stops right in front of you, resting his hands on his knees for just a few seconds to catch his breath before holding out a bouquet in your direction. Roses, baby's breath, and cornflowers.

His smile grows even more when you grab it, a snicker escaping him at the slightly flushed look on your face. "So pretty, right? I saw it and thought of you, so obviously I had to get it." He explains, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly. "Don't look at the price tag, I forgot to take it off." He adds.

He waves a hand dismissively at your 'thank you'. "Don't mention it. What kind of boyfriend would I be if I didn't get you something nice every now and then?" He mentions casually, and lets out a thoughtful hum when you mention that you two are, in fact, not officially dating.

"I guess I did never outright say it, huh? That's my mistake." For some reason, he doesn't sound bothered or reluctant at all. Instead, he grabs your hand in his, giving it a gentle squeeze. "Well, no reason to waste even more time. Come on, let me take you on our first official date."

★ ASAHI AZUMANE ?!

He doesn't flirt, let's get that out of the way. His idea of hitting on you is looking at you from a distance while praying you have more balls than him and will take initiative.

If you don't really know each other much, he's scared you'll be put off by his appearance and size. If you do, he's scared you think he's too much of a coward and have no interest.

His insecurities play a huge role in his reluctance. He thinks you're so pretty, and smart, and talented, and he's... well, himself. It's almost difficult to tell if he likes you or not, because while he is polite whenever you interact, he acts that way with everyone (who takes the time to actually speak with him, that is), and he actually seems to avoid you whenever possible, too.

Gets desperate enough he asks everyone in the team for advice. Daichi just says to "Be yourself", to which Suga gives him a side eye with a "Yeah, I don't think that'll work" comment, and the two start arguing rather than actually helping the poor guy out.

Nishinoya and Tanaka are... less than helpful, as you might imagine. Kageyama and Hinata don't know the first thing about dating, and he wasn't about to ask Tsukishima, either. Surprisingly (or not), the good advice came from Yagamuchi and Kiyoko.

It basically summed up to the fact that he needs to make his move before someone else does. Nothing too dramatic, but enough to let you know he's serious about it. At the end of the day, they had a 5 steps plan written out.

He had everything set to go, even went as far as to memorize a script he practiced in front of the mirror a few times this morning. However, when he finally stood in front of you, the sun of the afternoon hitting your features just right, his mind went blank.

"Huh..." He was slightly hunched over, absentmindedly fidgeting with the hem of his shirt. He quickly cleared his throat, seemingly remembering he couldn't just stand there looking at you like a creep, and reached inside his bag to pull out a small, heart-shaped chocolate box. He took a deep, shaky breath.

"I-I, huh... I need to tell you something..." He starts nervously, his brown eyes finally meeting yours, filled with fear and sincerity. "I... I've liked you for a while now, and..." That is not the script he planned out. "You're always on my mind. W-when I'm with you, everything just feels right. I don't really know how to say this, I'm probably making a fool out of myself, but... I like you. A lot."

★ YUU NISHINOYA ?!

This fucking guy has no shame whatsoever. Quite literally asked you to go out with him before he even told you his name. I firmly believe he's a love-at-first-sight kind of dude.

Now, how things progress depends highly on your reaction. If you're a bit shy, he thinks it's the cutest thing ever, but he will take it down a notch to not make you uncomfortable. Will still flirt, don't get me wrong, but a bit more lowkey. If you just accept or — god forbid — flirt back, he shortcuts. A hot person?? Likes HIM??? WHAT.

Like, all of his previous bravado is out the window if you accept. He flirts with a few people, sure, but he never actually expects to go anywhere. It's just kind of a fact that he's going to get turned down. So when things actually go right he doesn't know what to do anymore.

It doesn't last too long, though. After he takes a few minutes for his mind to process what just happened, he's bouncing off the walls.

SO protective. We've seen it with Kiyoko. Anytime a guy looks at you for just a little too long he's growling and foaming at the mouth. Better keep him from biting anyone's ankles.

"Wow, you're SUPER pretty!" The boy stated enthusiastically, stars in his eyes as he stares at you intently, seemingly trying to commit every detail to memory. You've seen him around, usually near the gym, but it looks like this is the first time he has seen you.

He takes a step closer, determination written all over his face. "Will you go out with me?" He asks a bit loudly and suddenly. When your face flushes, he takes a small step back, chuckling. "Ah— I'm Yuu Nishinoya, by the way! Probably should've said that first."

He nods happily when you introduce yourself as well, his eagerness returning to the surface. "Well, you didn't really answer me, so I'll ask again — wanna go out with me?" He repeats, half cocky half sheepish. However, his entire face falls when you give a positive response.

His eyes are wide and he just stares at you, mouth slightly agape. When you question if he's feeling well, his ears flush red as he seems to have find his voice again. "A-ARE YOU SERIOUS!? You said yes!? Wha— am I dreaming? I'm dreaming, aren't I!?" Despite the disbelief in his voice, he's smiling — a huge, excited, thankful smile. He's not leaving your side anytime soon.

★ RYUNOSUKE TANAKA ?!

Since I already covered love at first sight with Noya and we've already seen how he's like with Kiyoko, I'm going down a different route: friends to lovers. Also because this specific trope with him makes me SICK /pos.

He's a friendly guy when you get to know him and past his badboy persona, so he has many friends I feel like. He initially treats you like he does the others, being his usual weird ass self we all know and love.

But one time he sees you laugh at one of his shenanigans and he just pauses. Oh. Oh. This is not good.

Have you always been so pretty? I mean, he already knew you were, but this is another level. Now you're like, angelic. Ethereal, even. What just happened.

Immediately runs to Noya because he doesn't know what to do or even think. He just sees you as a friend, right? A close friend. A hot, funny, amazing, kissable friend. Yeah, that doesn't sound right even to him when he says it outloud.

Doesn't take long for him to come to terms with it honestly and the entire team has to hold him back from proposing to you the next time he sees you.

He waits by the classroom's door, an uncharacteristically nervous look in his eyes. He sucks in a sharp breath when the bell rings and you stand from your desk, slinging your bag over your shoulder while making your way to the exit. "Y/N." He calls out to gain your attention, and his face immediately flushes when you look at him.

Your eyes are so beautiful it's unfair. He lets out a breath he didn't realize he was holding in. "Will you ma—" He pauses, looking at something right behind you. You look back to see Nishinoya half-hiding behind a wall, shaking his head 'No' quickly. Tanaka clears his throat and you look back at him. "... I-I mean, will you... Go out with me? Maybe? Please?"

He sounds almost pleading and a little unsure. He stutters an explanation when he notices your taken aback expression. "I know this came outta nowhere and I know we're like, best buds or whatever, but... God, I really wanna kiss you." His face goes bright red when he realizes what he just said and he starts rambling another flustered excuse. How cute.

★ TOBIO KAGEYAMA ?!

A little like Asahi, he just kind of stares at you from a distance and hope you get the hint. Totally unware of the fact he has a major resting bitch face and is looking at you so aggressively it looks like he's thinking about beating your ass after school or something.

Completely oblivious to the fact he likes you. He's never liked anyone before. His entire life has always been volleyball this and volleyball that — he doesn't know the first thing about crushes.

Surprisingly thoughtful, though. The type to get you your favorite drink from the vending machine when he goes to grab his milk box. He doesn't even think much about it, it's just so natural to him.

Also very perceptive. He comes off as an airhead most of the time, but when it comes to volleyball, he's incredibly observant. Now he's the same way with you as well. Always knows what you're feeling before you have to say anything or if you need something.

And that's how everyone else realizes he likes you and tell him about it (because again, he genuinely could not tell that his feelings are romantic on his own. How can someone be so smart and so dumb at the same time).

He's in denial for a good while, but the more he thinks about it, the more sense it makes. Some teammates try to give him advice (because they don't trust him at all to do this by himself), but in the end he ignores all of it and just says what feels right at the time.

"I swear, you'd be helpless without me." He grumbles, dragging you away from the confrontation, his hand firmly but not tightly wrapped around your wrist. Karasuno had a game against another school, and one of the guys from said school apparently thought you were really cute. So much so he was trying everything to get your contact information before Tobio stepped in.

Just thinking about the situation pisses him off. He scoffs, squeezing your wrist slightly, but there's something more than just frustration on his face. Doubt, perhaps? He looks back at you, eyebrows furrowed. "You weren't really thinking about giving him your number, were you?" He asks, his voice almost too soft before it rises in tone again.

"I mean, he's average looking at best, and a shit player, and... And I'm better!" He blurted, cheeks flushing slightly. He averts his gaze, his thumb grazing over your knuckles. "So... Just give me your number, dumbass."

★ SHOYO HINATA ?!

I need to mention, he looks like he's so easy to fall in love with. Like he's so kind and considerate and with a high emotional intelligence. Very much boyfriend material I wish more people would see him like that instead of an uwu baby yk.

Anyway, back on track. I feel like he'd fluctuate between shy and bold a lot. Like, if you flirt or give hints that you might like him back, he's blushing and kicking his feet and shit, but it is very much not uncommon for him to take initiative.

Especially after matches. The adrenaline is still pumping in his veins and he barely even registers that maybe he's being a bit forward.

If you don't know him really well it's a bit difficult to tell that he has feelings because he's just. so nice. to everyone. But if you do, it's hard to miss the tenderness in his eyes everytime he looks at you.

Insists you come to his games. It's simple math in his head: the two things he loves the most (aside from, yknow, his mom and sister and all that) are volleyball and you, so if he can just mix them together, he'll be the happiest guy in the planet.

It was a tough game — Karasuno barely managed to win right during the last set. The winning point was, of course, scored by Shoyo. The crowd was cheering, his teammates screaming loudly and gathering around him, but in the middle of the ruckus, his eyes are fixated on a single someone.

He dodged Nishinoya and Tanaka and, to the team's confusion, ran towards the stands. It wasn't until everyone say you simultaneously running in his direction that they understood what was going on. Shoyo practically pounced on you, wrapping his arms around your torso tightly and doing his best to lift you and give you a little spin, almost knocking both of you to the ground in his attempt.

His smile was bright enough to outshine the sun. He pulled away just a little so he could look you in the eyes, the two of you still intertwined. "Thank you so much for being here!" He exclaimed, like his success was solely due to you — to your presence. The look in his eyes was a little different as he leaned in slightly before hesitating. Daichi called him over so they could formally bid farewell to the other team, and he gave you a final squeeze before reluctantly pulling away. "Wait for me, okay? I'll walk you home today!"

★ KEI TSUKISHIMA ?!

This fucking guy is so in denial. No, I'm serious, he'd rather eat glass than admit that he likes somebody. He's always seen relationships and especially crushes as a waste of time and energy, things he couldn't be bothered to spare.

So he's extra mean when he realizes he likes you. Is it an attempt to push you away? Kind of. Is it because he genuinely kind of hates you for the way you make him feel? A little. Is it because he's secretly an awkward motherfucker that doesn't know a thing about how to be romantic? Mostly.

News flash: it doesn't work, independently of your reaction. If you just ignore him and don't give him a reaction, he's frustrated but grows to respect you even more for dealing with his sassy ass with that much grace. If you get sad, he feels genuinely bad for the first time in his life. If you get angry, turns out you look really damn cute when pissed off and that's not helping his case either. If you sass him back, he might just get on one knee.

So he just... gives up. He still teases and pokes fun at you, obviously, but now it doesn't sound as mean. If anything, it's friendly banter. He can't deny that he enjoys having you around.

It raised some eyebrows when Tsukishima told everyone he was leaving practice early because he was helping you study. Hinata and Kageyama had to practically get on their knees and beg him to tutor them, and even then, he always looked so annoyed doing it. With you, he almost had a little smile on his face. Almost.

He snapped his fingers in front of your face a few times. "Hey, idiot, pay attention." He scolded, pointing back to the open book in front of you. "I'm not explaining it a second time." He added, leaning back in his chair and crossing his arms, his long legs stretched out in front of him.

He can't help the small grin that forms on his face when you whine about his 'mean' treatment. "You haven't seen me being mean yet, pipsqueak." He teased, looking down at you through his glasses. He exhales through his nose in an almost-laugh, his voice dropping just barely over a whisper, a tenderness in his tone you're not really familiar with. "You're lucky I kinda like you."

★ TADASHI YAMAGUCHI ?!

Dude is SO flustered around you, like, constantly. Like can-barely-get-a-sentence-out typa shit. Kei has to verbally smack him and tell him to fucking get it together — he's not gonna win you over by being a wuss (or maybe he will, who knows what you're into).

But that's mostly during the honeymoon stage. After the butterflies in his stomach start to go away, they're replaced by a deep sense of comfort whenever he's around you.

Takeda said that Tadashi would have the least trouble out of everyone when it came to dating and he was RIGHT. This guy is such a sweetie. Always saving you a seat and sharing his lunch with you and just watching out for you in general. He's so considerate :(

You make him not so insecure anymore and that's all he could have asked for. Whenever he messes up or just acts like a dork, he feels his heart drop thinking that he messes up any chance he might have had with you, but when you just smile and reassure him he falls in love all over again.

Tadashi has been profusely apologizing to you for the past fifteen minutes now, no matter how many times you tried to insist that it's fine. He was practicing his serves and you were unfortunate enough to get a ball right to the back of the head, and he rushed you to the nurse's office immediately despite you saying it didn't hurt that much.

"I'm so sorry, I promise it was an accident!" He said for what must have been the third time. There wasn't much that the nurse could do aside from giving you headache medicine and telling you to lie down for a while, and he decided to miss practice so he could stay with you while you rested.

"Does it hurt?" He questioned, his eyes soft and full of worry, and his shoulders tensed a little at your answer of 'kinda'. He grabbed your hand, idly playing with your fingers, either to calm you or himself down. "... I want to make it up to you somehow." He stated gently, not daring to look at you. "... I'll walk you home and buy you a snack from the convenience store, okay? You can ask for whatever you want, no matter the price." He paused, then added with a sheepish smile, "Well... Maybe the price matters a little bit."

★ KEISHIN UKAI ?!

Listen. He definitely looks like he has rizz. Does he actually? No. Absolutely not. Like, he has so much negative rizz it does a full spin and actually works out. Absolute man failure.

Deadass the kind to do that yawn and arm around your shoulder thing and think he's nailing it. Like, dude you're not THAT old, c'mon now.

Fluctuates between being a gentleman and just being a scrub a lot. Will open the car door and pull a chair for you only to light up a cigarette and not notice the smoke is going straight in your direction until you start coughing.

He does try, though. Definitely makes an effort to take you on a nice date whenever his money allows it (and sometimes when it doesn't). He's had flings before, sure, but you're special and he doesn't want to mess it up like he always does.

You barely heard the doorbell ringing with the sound of the rain hitting your roof. When you opened it, Keishin stood there, absolutely drenched in a dress shirt and an undone tie around his neck, water dripping down from his hair to his face as he holds out a bouquet in your direction. He sighs deeply.

"I wanted to surprise you, but my car broke down halfway here and then this fuckin' rain hit." He explained, rubbing the back of his neck. You told him to come inside and grabbed him a towel, and he started to dry his hair before sitting on the couch when he was sure he wasn't dripping water all over the place anymore.

He glanced at you, a somewhat guilty look on his face. "... Sorry I messed it up. I wanted to do something nice for once, but..." He trailed off. You sat next to him, a hand on his shoulder as you reassured him it was okay. When you suggested watching a movie since he was already here anyway, he perked up, almost like an invisible tail started wagging behind him. "Really?" He questioned, a bit baffled before trying to hold back a smile as he relaxed next to you, reaching an arm around your shoulders. "... That doesn't sound half bad, doll face."

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thanks for reading!

[scam-alerts]

❗❗Scam Update❗❗

Previously on... 🔎Scam Exam(ination)🔍

Seen as: I would like a commission of my son/pet... Scam Type: Commission Scam

Please read this post for a complete rundown of this scam.

While browsing #scams on tumblr earlier today, I saw a post from the wonderful and very talented @louksna-0 where they were calling out a scam account that seemed to be running the art commission scam.

After messaging them.. I found out something... interesting.

The scammers are now changing their script.

@louksna-0 was kind enough to answer some questions and help explain their interactions with this scammer with me, and even provided me with some screenshots which I'll show you all as well.

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Part 1 - How it start(s/ed)

Note: @louksna-0 has told me that due to being blocked, they cannot access their conversation with this scammer, but they were kind enough to detail their conversation with me to the best of their ability. :)

@scam-alerts: When this person messaged you for a commission, what did they ask you to draw? What was your response, and what sort of images did they provide?

@louksna-0: They asked me to draw two cartoon portraits of a girl with blue eyes and blonde hair, it was 2 photos, but the second seemed to be taken from a video, not a photo itself. I told her alright, the two were separate drawings, one for $18, the other $20. $38 in the end. She started pressuring me for the details of the commission to get the process finished, being cold and even rude.

@scam-alerts: Did you tell them a price first, or did they offer you money first? Was this amount higher than normal, or was it the price of your commissions?

@louksna-0: I told them the price first, they didn't offer a price to pay. They were pressuring me to tell them the final price.

@louksna-0: I say them because although the profile seems like a girl. Her account of PayPal, email confirmation and Tumblr were all different. So I can't really say their gender. Her profile said Elizabeth, her email said mayes Mary, and her PayPal account said Margaret castro.

These were the screenshots provided to me:

image 1 - The scammer getting very persistent in having @louksna-0 check their spam email for confirmation that the money was sent.

image 2 - The different names that appear on the PayPal, blog, and email (in that order.)

Image 3 - A screenshot of the fake email. (the same exact one that can be seen in the previous scam exam(ination) report.

Image 4 - This one is.. odd. @louksna-0 says that this was sent to them by the same email with a request telling them to send a refund, yet it has a very odd and fishy looking link. (they did not click on it.)

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Part 2 - Examining the Evidence

From what it looks like, the scam is pretty much the same 'I want you to draw my <thing>' scam except now they've switched from:

can you draw my son / daughter / pet. to can you draw this cartoon character*

*They might look at blogs now and see what an artists 'style' is to get a grasp on what an artist can do before trying to run this scam? Since not all artists can draw kids and/or pets? So that might be worth keeping an eye on.

They've also switched from:

Offering you a very large amount of money. to accepting commission prices to seem unsuspicious.

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Part 3 - What you should do now

🚩Red flags still present🚩

Blogs sending these asks are either blank or bare in one way in another. Little to no reblogs, maybe 'one' picture or two posted. In this case the scammer just had a picture of a dog that probably isn't even theirs.

They will refuse to pay with any other method than PayPal.

The purpose of asking for your real name and your PayPal email is just so they can make a fake email to scam you.

Stop. Read the email very carefully. Think about what it's asking you.

'you are to send (name) money to expand your account.' You are to send someone money, to get money.

You can't just 'expand' your account by sending another user money. That's not how PayPal works.

Emails from these scammers will always show up in your spam folder because they are not from the real PayPal service. They are 100% fake. Only trust emails about PayPal from a @paypal.com email address. Any email claiming to be from PayPal ending in a gmail/hotmail/yahoo.com address is. a. scam.

Always check your PayPal account via the website or App for issues before responding to someone and certainly before sending anyone money. If you see no issues, there are no issues.

Never click links in an email you get during or after interacting with a stranger when money is involved. If someone asks: 'did you get the email?' Check your spam folder.' Make sure you click the link to fix your account.' It's a scam. And they're probably trying to hack you.

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Final thoughts:

Remember, take screenshots and report these users to the websites they are running these scams on. If they DM you on tumblr? Report the DM. If they do it on insta, bsky, twitter or even discord?

Make sure you report them there too.

ALSO: Beware of recovery scammers. This is anyone coming into your DM's telling you they can 'help you get your money back' after you made a post talking about how you got scammed. These scammers are just looking for a quick buck.

I've got a whole post right here talking about what one looks like.

Take care and stay vigilant.

And thanks again to @louksna-0 for being a dear. <3

Other helpful guides on spotting scams. (by @kyra45)

[mcflymemes]

MY EXPERIENCE IN THE ROLEPLAYING COMMUNITY * send me a symbol and i'll tell you...

❤️ my first roleplay memory

🍪 my favorite roleplay memory

🌵 my worst roleplay memory

🎁 what platform i started roleplaying on

☎️ my first character i ever roleplayed

🚕 my most embarrassing roleplay moment

🎭 a blog i miss writing with

🏆 how long i've been roleplaying for

🎾 what type of genre of roleplay i prefer to write

🍷 a character i want to write but never made a blog for

🔥 my hot take about the roleplaying community

⭐️ my roleplay pet peeves

🌸 the blog/s that most inspires me

🍄 my favorite original character blog

🐠 why i love (or hate) this hobby

🦄 the best thing that's happened to me in roleplay this year

🦁 my favorite ships

🎹 the worst roleplay trend i ever saw

🚙 the one thing i will never do in roleplay

🛳 my opinions on DNI lists

⛱ my opinions on anon hate

🏛 my opinions on softblocking

🖨 my opinions on callouts

🔑 my favorite type of threads

📫 my favorite type of ships

🖼 my favorite types of characters

📒 three blogs i couldn't live without

🛍 the one thing i wish all of my followers knew about me

[l00kingatthem00n]

━━ " YOU ACTUALLY MEANT IT. "

━━ ABOUT.

hi! :] my name is west or crescent and welcome to my writing blog for "x reader / yumeship" shenanigans. here is a little bit about me!

i'm 17 years old and filipino.

i go by any pronouns, but he/him is preferable.

if you can't tell, i'm BIG into writing!!! i have an ao3 by the name of "inthemorningsun" i won't be posting tere as much as my tumblr, but you'll see me uploading my longer works on there.

━━ INTERESTS.

essentially, what i'll be willing to write for.

roblox: - block tales. - decaying winter. - dream game. - forsaken. - phighting. - regretevator. - starstruck.

project moon: - lobotomy corporation. - library of ruina. - limbus company.

━━ RULES.

please read thoroughly, if there are any questions just send them in my asks! they will also be updated accordinly.

first and foremost, this blog is more of a hobby and will not consume the majority of my time. i'll be taking 5-10 requests at a time. so, please understand that a select amount of requests will be taken. not only that, requests might take a while because i want to ensure it satisfies my standards.

while i will entertain instances of suggestive / smutty content, such as answering asks or writing works that involve it, please be aware that i am not currently willing to thoroughly write out actual smut. please be understanding of that- and don't worry, such content will be appropriately tagged "nsfw." regardless, feel free to peruse through posts that are "sfw" if you don't wish to come across those types of works.

whenever you request, it's completely optional, but i'd encourage you to be as specific as you can! other than whatever character(s) you want, please let me know whatever details you think are necessary! like if you want romantic or platonic, fluff or angst, or if you want headcanons or drabbles.

rapid-fire! what i will be willing to write: - fluff, angst, suggestive content. - romantic, platonic and queer platonic relationships. - headcanons, drabbles, and the occasional one-shot. - multiple characters x reader.

what i won't be willing to write: - romantic relationships with characters who are confirmed to be minors / children. - anything else that is problematic like incest, rape or anything non-consensual. - romanticized yandere. i can write it, but it will include how toxic and unhealthy a relationship like that is. - character x character / ships, but i do enjoy talking about them.

less of a rule, more of a heads-up, but sometimes i will write a character's appearance with my headcanons in mind, mainly to just add some more silly flares to their designs. this will most often apply to forsaken or phighting characters.

━━ TAGS.

sfw: self-explanatory

nsfw: also self-explanatory.

moonbeams: posts that are essentially anything that isn't writing! usual post stuff you'd see on tumblr hehe.

━━ MASTERLIST.

a compilation of all my written works.

n/a.

━━ QUEUE.

we’ll be right back to our schedule writing some time after april 3!!

007n7 x reader angst drabble.

coil x reader fluff drabble.

medkit x reader fluff drabble.

mafioso x reader hurt / comfort drabble.

skateboard x reader fluff headcanons.

hyperlaser x reader fluff drabble.

two time x reader fluff drabble.

1x1x1x1 x reader fluff headacanons.

survivors & killer!reader drabble.

yandere!survivors & doctor!reader headcanons.

━━ " YOU...YOU RESCUED ME. "

[dunmeshistash]

Greetings, Mr. Meshi!

This is perhaps a bit of an unorthodox question, but one that has been bothering me for an unreasonable amount of time.

Now, here's the thing: I OBSESS over Marcille outliving everyone she holds dear. It's a theme very close to me, but even beyond that I just find it to be one of the most interesting elements of Dungeon Meshi's story for me personally. I've written an embarrassing amount of lengthy essays on it that will never see the light of day - that's how obsessed I am over this specific element of her character. But, there's something that bothers me...

A lot of poignant stories and artworks that tackle this topic get comments on 'em whenever Falin is the subject of aging, each one some variation of "Everything points to Falin having an extended lifespan after her revival!" which... Seems weird to me?

I don't know why this bothers me so much, but setting aside my personal annoyances, I don't remember anything pointing to this at all. At least, nothing concrete.

I don't know if this is a question you'd want to answer or not, but since your blog is a hub for all sorts of opinions and headcanons, I'd love to know where this line of thought could originate from.

I really wouldn't blame you if you didn't answer this question, though. Part of me feels I'm just asking this because I want to see if others share in my confusion or not.

Rrrregardless, though! Lemme take the opportunity to say that your blog is delighful. Love it! Also, that mushroom man with the funny face that sometimes responds to you with lengthy essays is also really cool. Everyone is cool. At least here on the northern hemisphere! It is smack dab in the middle of fall, after all! Coolness all around! Stay frosty! Or don't! Maybe warm up at a fireplace. I don't know!

Hi there! Thank you for the kind words, I love reading other's opinions on what I post so I also love the additions by the mushroom <3

It's quite hot over here in northeast Brazil, send some coolness my way please I'm dying.

Your question isn't strange at all! And I don't mind answering anything (unless it's rude or sounds like shipping war bait) so don't worry.

(Decided to put the rest under a readmore, TLDR: Kui said "maybe so, right?" about Falin having a longer lifespan but I have arguments why I don't think this actually confirms it. Anyway if you're someone who likes the headcanon you might want to skip this post)

To be honest those type of comments bother me too because I also LOVE Marcille's struggle with mortality and sometimes "Falin will live much longer!" feels undermining of the lesson she had to learn. I don't mind it in the headcanon sphere where everything is allowed and happy endings grow on trees but when it becomes intertwined with canon it starts to make me a little disappointed.

Just a reminder of the lesson she has to learn

She has to come to terms with the cycle of life and death, that something she wants (everyone to live longer) shouldn't be forced upon others just because it causes her grief. So, to me at least, Falin being made into something that will end up outliving other tallmen would undermine the message? In a canon sense ofc, if you're writing a wish fulfillment story then her living longer would have a different meaning, I just wanna be clear I have nothing against it in that sense, it all depends on what story you're trying to tell.

Anyway, actually answering your question that idea comes from the fact she was fused to a Red Dragon, and the fact her body has been affected by it, her sight was fixed and she grows feathers for example, so people theorize maybe her lifespan has been affected too. But we don't really know how long dragon's live so it's hard to say how much it would have been affected if at all.

It also comes from this answer Kui gave in a QnA

Q: Would Falin have an extended lifespan after the whole chimera thing? A: Maybe so, right?

To me this reads as the usual non-answers Kui gives, like, "I'll leave it up to your imagination" but for other people this read as a confirmation of the headcanon, in another questions she answers "I hope so" about Thistle leading a happy life after having his desires eaten and it's even debatable if Thistle survived at all so I don't think those comments indicate much of canon (I'm that way about most QnA answers tbh, unless it's something inconsequential like confirming Mithrun's Brother's name or stuff about very minor characters)

Another argument I have against her having a different lifespan is Izutsumi, Izu has been mixed with a monster but continues to age at the same rate a Tallmen would, even tho she also has different biology because of the Great Cat she's fused with (ears, reflexes, eyes etc etc) she is still a tallman

Falin isn't really the same thing as Izutsumi tho, I understand, but it's the closest example we have, if we believe the AB descriptions and demi-humans are really mixes between humans and monsters that's also another argument about it not affecting lifespan, since all of them are short lived and have an average lifespan of 55.

All of this *can* be dissmissed tho, the other demi-humans and beastmen are all mixed with mammal monsters and nothing nearly as powerful as a Dragon, so there is arguments to be made that Falin is different and that she *might* have an extended lifespan, all I'm saying is that there's no solid confirmation of it, it's fine to believe it but going around "correcting" other people saying it's a fact wouldn't be right I don't think, especially if you're saying that in a conversation about Marcille journey of death acceptance.

Death is a touchy subject and everyone is at different stages of their own journeys with it so I really don't want to judge those who would rather have Falin or even Laios live longer. I'm not really sure how to talk about this in the proper way, but I hope I didn't make anyone upset!

[cultistic-ann-aka-sannaliel]

Hello, saw your post on sheeps and was wondering a few things. Do you do commissions? Do you have any huge tips or anything for drawing sheep? I've been trying to do it but can never get it right. I saw you were taking requests for Cotl characters but one of my friends has a sheep oc that isn't cotl and i was wondering if you'd do that or just cotl.

well hello!

sorry for the late reply and get ready, there will be a lot of chatter here… REALLY A LOT

1) Not yet, I don't have an adequate price list for this

2) Okay, here's what I learned: sheep always have horns that curl behind their ears (the exception is "Jacob sheep," which have four horns, one that curls behind their ears and one that goes up);

sheep have a noticeably divided upper lip, and long, drooping tails;

Sheep come in a variety of colors, depending on their breed. The most prominent colors I've seen are black, white, and several shades of brown. Their eyes are usually amber or brown (dark brown eyes can be mistaken for black), but they can sometimes be gray-green or gray-blue.

I draw the legs for the sheep in two ways, but both are made up of 4 separate parts

in the first the fourth part is the hoof; the first three parts are evenly divided in half for convenience:

I use this method to draw more stylized (or cartoonish) characters that are more removed from reality in terms of anatomy and are builded on the author's style.

For example, here is a quick sketch with a stylized lamb design that relies on the author's style and convenience. Anthea belongs to @the-artist-grimm (Sorry for the ping, it is important for me to indicate the author)

the second type is more anatomical in relation to reality, but still relies on human anatomy and style:

Each part is a kind of hinge and is responsible for movement. The previous one has one too, but since the second one looks a bit more complicated, I'll try to explain it

this sketch I have marked with circles the places that are responsible for movement

here it's more clear, to be honest it's like an app with a mannequin, where you can make virtual pose (although I haven't done that for a long time)

I mainly use human anatomy with a bit of sheep anatomy because I don't feel comfortable with completely animal anatomy (in percentage terms, human are 60%, animal are 40%. This doesn't only apply to sheep, I've extended this to several other four-legged animals)

I'm still figuring out about the sheep's muzzle myself. I mostly use a circle or rectangle to represent the head. For more cartoonish or feminine characters, a circle is perfect, and if the opposite is true, a rectangle

but again, it depends on comfort and style

for the nose bridge I use a diamond shape, its adds some debt

My style of drawing sheep wool is "airy", you could say I draw in semicircles. I also sometimes add some curls lines to give it more effect

That's all for now, since the question didn't specify what kind of difficulties you're having in drawing sheep, I told you a little bit of everything! well almost..

if you still don't understand something, you can contact me, just please tell me what exactly the difficulty is and I will tell you in more detail about it and how you could deal with it

You can write to the mailbox or to me personally

3) well… yes I can, but in this case it's better to send this request to my other blog: @sannaliel

Thank you for your question, I really hope I could help you!

[totally-not-a-mutant]

Ooc:

Every single character I like or even slightly relate to is some kind of non-verbal in my mind. That's just how it is.

Scott Summers? Talking is incredibly draining for him and he loses words fast. He's gotten better at it over the years but he still gets very stressed and sometimes angry if someone tries to talk to him when he is non-verbal. Has learned ASL and uses communication cards.

Alex Summers? Doesn't talk unless he find it incredibly important. Doesn't bother with AAC, if you don't know what he means through his body language then clearly you don't need to know what he is trying to communicate. Gets volatile when people try to make him speak. (Can you tell I hc the Summers brothers as having tempers? And being autistic. That's also important. In fact, their tempers and autism go hand in hand. I could make a whole separate post about this.)

Logan? Doesn't speak unless directly spoken to and will not answer stupid questions. Doesn't talk with more than a few words at a time unless he deems it necessary.

Charles Xavier? Finds verbal communication to be useless and somewhat constrained by human language, prefers to talk telepathically where he can also communicate through emotions and images.

Jean Grey? She has selective mutism caused by severe social anxiety.

I could do more but I'll keep it at here for now. This also goes for other fandoms too but I stuck to x-men cause, ya know, x-men blog. Anyway, if you want you guys should send me character and I will deem if they are some type of non-verbal and why.

[angelwinkteruhashi]

Hello there~!

:｡･:*:･ﾟ’★,｡･:*:･ﾟ’☆｡･:*:･ﾟ’★,｡･:*:･ﾟ’☆:

I'm Kokomi, It's a pleasure to meet all of you! I had heard this app was great for photography, so I decided to make an account! I hope I can get along with you all („• ᴗ •„)!

I'd love to get to know you all, so if you ever want to talk to me, please feel free to send in an ask! I'd love to hear your thoughts and questions (≧◡≦)!

:｡･:*:･ﾟ’★,｡･:*:･ﾟ’☆｡･:*:･ﾟ’★,｡･:*:･ﾟ’☆:

I don't have much to share, but here's a photo of the wonderful dessert I had today at Café Mami!

The Strawberries and Blueberries paired nicely with the Syrup they used, and the Pancakes themselves were thin, yet fluffy! If you're ever in Hidari Wakibara, I completely recommend stopping by~!

:｡･:*:･ﾟ’★,｡･:*:･ﾟ’☆｡･:*:･ﾟ’★,｡･:*:･ﾟ’☆:

I can't wait to meet all of you~!

((OOC + Rules below the cut))

Howdy, I'm Gray (he/they)! I'll Try to keep this short since I don't like going out-of-character on rp blogs-

This is a Canon-Accurate (as much as I can be) blog for Teruhashi! It's also a bit of an excuse to get me better at writing her lol ^^'

Basic Rundown:

• This is a sideblog, I follow from @twosidedcherrytrees!

• I RP with anyone, even multiple blogs of the same Muse or someone from a completely different franchise! Just be sure to send me a DM beforehand if I havent reached out to you first lol-

• When I'm talking Out of Character, I'll do so like ((this))!

• Despite Teruhashi being from a show about Psychic abilities and reading people's mind, I don't write her inner thoughts as I view this as how she would interact with Tumblr if she was actually a real person. The only exception to this is if our RP involves talking and writing in 3rd person.

• Any Important tags will be featured in my blog's search function until I make a post specifically for tags (which will probably take a minute but I will keep you updated on when I do!)

• Any and all art I use are either free to use, from an anime, or is drawn by me! I have a strong stance against the use of AI and art theft, so if I ever make a mistake and post art that's either AI or made for noncommercial use, please don't hesitate to let me know!

• Just as a warning- Teruhashi does have an older brother who is, in the show, romantically interested in her. She does not feel the same way in canon, nor does she here. Whenever anything related to that comes up, which I will only bring up if the person I'm RPing with does, I will be sure to tag appropriately. Please do not hesitate to block me if this makes you uncomfortable, as I completely understand why it would.

• No NSFW at all, please! I'm an adult, but my Muse isn't. So nothing sexual. Flirting is okay but I should make it known that my current goal for Teruhashi is for her to realize she's Aroace and then come out as such.

Rules:

• Don't spam the same question over and over please! I appreciate your excitement but after a certain point it just seems draining for both parties lol

• Any type of Homophobia, Transphobia, Ableism or Racism is not allowed here. If you're any of those, do not interact with me, thank you.

• Don't send any asks trying to push your own headcanons onto Teruhashi! You can definitely ask if she does something, and a solid 7/10 times I'll just incorporate it into my headcanons for her and go with it, but I'd prefer if they were not told to me like I have to follow them

• You don't have to follow any specific plot-point that's currently going on in Teruhashi's blog! Any story beats with different Muns/Groups will be tagged as something different. As of now the only rp tag im using for that is #PK Academy AU , but if you don't want to follow those plot points let me know, and I'll use a different tag to differentiate the uh... timelines? Ig? The different RP plots

• Magic Anons are allowed, but try to keep them from being too complicated! I don't typically do magic anons, so also be sure to tell me if I'm doing it wrong lmao

• If we're RPing together, I'd prefer if your character didn't somehow know everything there is to know about Teruhashi. Unless your character can actively read her mind, or has another canon reason for why they'd know her inner thoughts and feelings besides what she shows outwardly, please don't god-mod it (T v T). If your character does have a reason to know, please DM me to tell me!

• The previous rule does not apply to her immense beauty as honestly that doesn't seem fun to write or rp. Ignore that ability all you want lmao, honestly she needs people who won't see her for nothing but her looks.

• I'll try to match both how much you write and which way you RP. For instance, if you typically write in 3rd person and go a more general RP, I'll do the same! If you RP like your muse is a real user talking to someone on Tumblr, I'll do the same, too! Just be sure to let me know before-hand, either via DM or just starting the interaction lmao

Final notes:

I'm happy to be here and meet you all! I'm pretty new to the general ask blog etiquette, I've only really been on Pokéblr before, so let me know if I do anything rude on accident! With that, I hope we can all get along, and thank you for reading!

[thewriteadviceforwriters]

🫐‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪🪻 ִֶָ☾Rin T. (TheWriteAdviceForWriters) 🫐‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪🪻 ִֶָ☾.

✨ HELLO WRITER FRIENDS! ✨

Welcome to TheWriteAdviceForWriters! (aka your new favorite corner of the internet)

I'm Rin T, and I'm OBSESSED with helping writers like you break ALL the boring rules and find your unique magic. My writing journey? Started scribbling stories when I was tiny, and now I'm here to help YOU create worlds that readers can't put down!

Why did I create this space? Because traditional writing advice makes me want to SCREAM sometimes! We need a place where creativity runs WILD and where your unique voice is celebrated, not squashed into some boring template. 🔥

Here's what you'll find in our little rebellion against basic writing advice:

🌟 Resources that actually WORK - Not the same recycled "show don't tell" nonsense, but REAL strategies for developing characters that breathe and worlds that feel lived-in

📝 Notion Templates that will make your writer brain SING - Because organization doesn't have to be boring, writers!

📚 Workbooks that dig DEEP - We're talking character psychology that goes beyond "what's their favorite color" and into the JUICY stuff that makes readers obsessed

✍️ Editing Services (Coming Soon!) - Where I promise not to destroy your voice but help it SHINE BRIGHTER

📖 Story-to-Novel Service (Coming Soon!) - Because that brilliant idea deserves to become a full book, and I'll help you get there!

🌸 Exclusive Content on Ko-fi (Soon!) - Behind-the-curtain peeks at my chaotic-but-somehow-productive writing process and ALL the insider tips I normally keep secret

🎨 Aesthetic Inspiration that isn't basic - Playlists that aren't just "lofi beats to write to" and visuals that will make your imagination EXPLODE

💬 Community Events where we actually CONNECT - No awkward silence, just writers supporting writers and making MAGIC happen together

Listen, the writing journey isn't just about typing "THE END" - it's about enjoying the 2AM breakthrough moments, the tears over deleted scenes, and the pure JOY when a character suddenly decides to do something you never planned.

I hope my blog can help you, don't forget to join my community WRS! 💫

Follow My Gumroad!

My Email: TheWriteAdviceContact@Gmail.com

If you're interested in improving your scene-writing skills and taking your storytelling to the next level, I encourage you to check out this workbook. It’s a resource I’ve put a lot of effort into, with the hope that it will make a positive impact on your writing.

I also have a Tumblr community. I'm inviting all of you to join my community. All you have to do is fill out this Google form, and I'll personally send you an invitation to join the Write Right Society on Tumblr!

[p00kietin]

HELLO EVERYONE!! @c00kietin here!! (<- I follow + like from here)

RULES!! First off all the obvious NO REPOSTING OR USING MY ART FOR AI TRAINING- AND NO MDNI ACCOUNTS INTERACT PLEASE

The blog will mainly be for my ocs, whether they're drawn by me or others, and maybe other types of posts that remind me of my ocs + drawing/writing tips and stuff.

so, you can probably guess but I'd prefer if you wouldn't @ the blog with tag games or send in one of those ask games.

and usual dni obviously. I block people who make me uncomfortable.

Maybe roleplay will be allowed?? not great at it but if others want to with their ocs to me then I don't mind :D

I'm sort of iffy on my oc x someone else's oc, but you may ask if you want to!! I won't be offended.

BEFORE I FORGET- suggestive comments on my ADULT characters are okay (some are exceptions to this but I'll let ya know) such as "hear me out" "smash" etc etc just don't tell me anything too detailed lol

no need to ask if you want to draw my oc!! just tag me or send in the art through ask so I can see it!! no NSFW stuff though please.

Some of my characters have more warnings than others, Tenebris and Roxie in particular- since, you know, murder and cults. Please tell me if I forget to tag something!

Generally, my content may contain bright colours, slight suggestiveness (or what I consider it to be) and violence.

I'm okay with inspo, but please don't copy or steal my characters!! I'm sure you knew that already though.

please feel free to ask about my characters anytime! I am more than happy to respond <33

@br1ttan33 and @r0xx13 have their own accounts now!

[thunder-opossum]

Hey everyone, it pains me to say this, but I will no longer be running an ask blog format for my au "Sizzling Waters".

I know he means a lot to you, as does he to me, but I'm afraid I'll spite my creation the harder I work on it.

I will no longer be answering asks talking to Sizzle or any of his counterparts, sort of. I don't want this story to die, it's still a fascinating au, and I still want all of you to hear it. I just can't continue telling the story like I was without it decaying slowly.

Please learn more below the cut.

I'll answer asks, on the occasion with drawings if I feel like it or I need to show something. Asks u am looking for are:

Asks to continue on the story: ask the right question to find out the story (what happens when SW reaches FP, What happens after this event, etc...)

Ask about alternatives: what would have happened if so and so lived/died?

Ask facts about the character: what is Sizzle's favorite smell? (Can be about something that generally wouldn't/didn't happen such as "what's Sizzle's favorite type of chocolate?")

Ask the characters stats/in game quirks: how would sizzle and his buddies play in a campaign? (Please ask these questions in small segments, otherwise it would be too much or fit in a post)

And feel free to try anything else, if I don't feel like it, I won't answer it.

Now for something important!

Would you guys prefer a second blog? This would act as a sort of archive and informational source of Sizzle's story. It would also be a convenient place to send asks about the AU (if you accidentally/want to send them to this main blog for whatever reason, that is fine too, it will just be rebloged to the archive account.) I will preface this by saying this is something I've wanted to do for a while now↓

I will still draw Sizzle in my free time and for fun, as he is my character who I still hold dearly. And that is why I am trying to balance this as delicately as possible.

Have you sent a sizzle asks to me but I have not answered it?: they will most likely not be answered here, feel free to resend them though.

I sincerely hope you all can understand, feel free to ask about this plan.

[gr0ggy]

ᖴOᖇ YOᑌ (​ᗰIGᑌEᒪ ᙭ ᗷᒪK!ᖇEᗩᗪEᖇ)

warnings: 18+ dbf!miguel o'Hara, age gap (reader is 25, Miguel is 44), all characters are adults, dad’s best friend Miguel, sexual content, gabriella exists, no use of yn, miguel x reader, Miguel is spiderman, Miguel is a whore, black reader, descriptions of hair and skin, slow, Miguel doesn’t know you’re his best friends daughter until later, swearing, mother father and brother's name mentioned, not set in 2099

wc: 4.3k

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A few days had passed since the dinner, and you were a mess. Every time your phone rang and Dad appeared at the top of the screen, a knot of anxiety twisted in your stomach. You panicked, thinking this is it. You were sure he'd finally pieced it together, the tension between you and Miguel at dinner, the glances you tried to hide but failed miserably at. But the conversation never went that way.

When you finally answered one of his calls, his tone was casual. Actually, annoyingly casual. it was 11:34 am.

"So, about that babysitting thing you agreed to," he said matter-of-factly.

Your heart sank, your stomach doing an uncomfortable flip. "Uh, yeah?" you replied cautiously.

"Miguel needs you to watch Gabriella tonight at five. You free?"

Wait, what? Your brows furrowed, and a flicker of irritation sparked in you.

"Why didn't he just tell me that himself?" you asked, trying to sound as indifferent as possible. But inside, you were fuming. Is he seriously avoiding me?

Your dad didn't seem to notice the edge in your voice. "I don't know. Maybe he didn't want to bother you directly. Anyway, it's settled, right? You'll do it?"

You wanted to protest, to come up with an excuse, but instead, you sighed and muttered, "Yeah, fine."

"Great," he said, completely oblivious. "I'll let him know. Thanks, kiddo."

The line went dead, and you stared at your phone for a moment, your irritation growing. What the hell, Miguel?

Was he really avoiding you? You replayed the last conversation in your head—the charged moment outside his car, the tension that simmered beneath every word you exchanged. Sure, you'd both agreed it'll never happen again, but now it felt like he was going out of his way to keep his distance.

And damn it, you weren't sure if you were angry at him for avoiding you... or angry at yourself for wanting him not to.

____________________________________________

Later that day, at exactly 3:45, your phone buzzed. This time, it wasn't your dad—it was Miguel.

323 Edgewood Ct

The message was short, followed by a second one almost immediately.

The gate code is 0314.

You stared at the screen for a second, feeling an odd mix of relief, frustration, and something you couldn't quite name. Finally, you thought. He reached out himself. But the irritation lingered—why had he gone through your dad in the first place?

You typed a simple thumbs-up emoji and hit send. That seemed neutral enough. Still, as you locked your phone, your thoughts spiraled. Part of you wanted to tell him off, to demand why he couldn't just ask you directly the first time. Another part, a more reckless, dangerous part, wanted to slam your mouth against his and drag him back into the attraction you both kept pretending wasn't there.

You arrived 15 minutes earlier than expected. The cool autumn air bit at your cheeks as you stepped out of your car, your breath visible in little white puffs. You slipped off your glove, fingers trembling slightly, though you weren't sure if it was from the cold or the anticipation.

You punched in the code, 0314, and felt the gate click open. As you walked up the path, you couldn't shake the mixture of anger and excitement building in your chest. Why does he have to make things so complicated? you thought.

Inside, Miguel was rushing to tidy up. He'd spent the last ten minutes picking up stray toys, straightening the couch cushions, and wiping down the kitchen counters. Now, he stood in the living room, debating whether he should change his shirt before you arrived. But before he could decide, the knock came.

He let out a breath, ran a hand through his hair, and headed to the door.

When he opened it, there you were. Casual but stunning—how did you even manage that? You wore a cream colored frilly shirt and jeans. Your hair framed your face in soft coils, and the thick gold hoops on your ears caught the afternoon light, gleaming against your skin.

Miguel's eyes did that thing again, the thing where they refused to behave. They traveled down your body, lingering too long before he caught himself. He cleared his throat, straightening his back.

"Hey," he said, his voice raspier than he intended. "You're early."

"Yeah, sorry about that," you replied, shifting your weight awkwardly. "I should've texted, but... I figured it'd give you more time to, I don't know, go do whatever it is you need to do."

Miguel shook his head, stepping aside. "No need to apologize. Come in."

You hesitated for just a moment before stepping inside. The warmth of his house wrapped around you, and the faint scent of his cologne mixed with something earthy—whiskey, maybe—filled your senses.

"I—" You both started speaking at the same time.

"Oh, you go first," he said, a small smirk tugging at his lips.

"No, no, you."

Miguel studied you for a moment, his eyes lingering on your face, your lips, as if trying to read what was going through your mind. The weight of his gaze made your skin prickle, and you cursed yourself for how easy it was to lose your composure around him.

"Okay," you said finally, your voice softening. "I was thinking... maybe we could talk? In private?"

His brow furrowed slightly. You could see a flicker of something in his expression—curiosity? Concern? Eagerness?

"Sure," he said, gesturing toward a door off the main hallway. "My office."

You followed him into a small room that somehow felt more intimate than you'd expected. The air was thick with his scent, and the dark wood furniture added to the room's warm, masculine feel. He closed the door behind you with a soft click and leaned casually against his desk, crossing his forearms.

"Is everything okay?" he asked, his deep voice laced with genuine concern.

You inhaled deeply, trying to steady your nerves. "Well," you started, "I just find it... ridiculous that you couldn't just reach out to me directly."

His brows knitted tighter. "What do you mean?"

You crossed your arms, your voice growing firmer. "Using my dad to tell me to come watch your kid?"

He tilted his head, confusion flickering across his face. "I didn't think it was that big of a deal—"

"It is a big deal," you cut him off, your words sharper than you intended. "I mean, yeah, we had sex, but that doesn't mean we can't be professional." to him, it seems like it's more than that.

Miguel's mouth opened slightly, then shut. His jaw tightened for a moment, and he looked down at the floor before meeting your eyes again.

"Look," he said evenly, "it wasn't about avoiding you. I just didn't want to... complicate things."

You scoffed, rolling your eyes. "Complicate things? Miguel, it's already complicated!"

The room went silent for a moment, the weight of your words settling between you. He exhaled slowly, running a hand through his hair.

"You're right," he admitted. His voice was softer now, almost apologetic. "It is complicated. But it's not like I'm trying to avoid you." He was so calm and collected, it was almost sexy.

"Then what are you trying to do?" you asked, your tone quieter but no less intense.

Miguel's eyes searched yours, and for a brief second, you thought he might say something—something real, something honest. But instead, he straightened up, leaning off the desk.

"I'm just trying to do what's best," he said, his voice measured.

You laughed bitterly, shaking your head. "Right. What's best." How is not talking to me 'what's best'?

Your words hung in the air, and neither of you moved. The tension was unbearable, the air thick with unsaid things.

You broke the silence first, your voice softer now. "You could've just texted me, Miguel."

He sighed, a faint smile tugging at the corner of his lips. "I know. I'll remember that next time."

"Good," you replied, your tone still laced with frustration. But as you turned to leave, you could feel his eyes on you, the tension between you still simmering beneath the surface.

"Where are you going, if you don't mind me asking?" Your voice was casual, but there was an edge to it, a layer of curiosity you couldn't quite mask.

Miguel's gaze lingered on you for a beat longer than necessary, his expression unreadable. "I've got a work thing," he replied smoothly, his voice even, though there was a hint of distraction. His lips curved slightly, just enough to suggest the beginnings of a smirk. "Nothing too exciting—just one of those mandatory corporate dinners."

You nodded, the tension in your shoulders easing just a bit. "I see..." Your tone softened, and the air between you shifted, growing just a fraction calmer.

Miguel, ever perceptive, noticed the subtle change in your demeanor. It intrigued him—your reactions always did. They were small, quiet things, but he caught them every time. His curiosity flared, his gaze sharpening as he tilted his head slightly.

"Why do you ask?" His voice held a touch of amusement now, warm and inviting, as he took a deliberate step closer. The distance between you shrank, and you could feel the intensity of his presence in the small gap that remained.

"I dunno..." You shrugged lightly, the corner of your lips twitching into a faint smile. "I guess I'm just nosy."

Miguel chuckled, a rich, low sound that filled the room. "Figured as much," he teased, his tone playful as his arms folded across his chest.

The way he leaned against the wall, so casually confident, made your heart race. He had this way of commanding a room without even trying, and the way his dark eyes locked onto yours only added to the magnetic pull between you.

"Anyone ever tell you that curiosity killed the cat?" he said, his smirk deepening.

"Yeah," you shot back, matching his energy. "But anyone ever tell you satisfaction brought it back?"

For a moment, the energy between you snapped taut like a live wire. The banter was light, but the heat beneath it was unmistakable. You felt your pulse quicken as his gaze flicked down briefly to your lips, then back up to meet your eyes.

You cleared your throat, trying to steady yourself and pull back from the edge. "I just wanted to know... in case Gabriella asks," you said, your tone softer now, though you avoided his eyes.

Miguel chuckled again, this time softer, as if he could see right through you. "Just looking out for Gabriella, huh?" His voice held that same playful edge, though the warmth in it was undeniable.

You shifted under his gaze, the weight of it making it hard to think clearly. "Mr. O'Hara..." The words slipped out, surprising even you. You'd never called him that before, and it came out with an almost teasing lilt.

His brow quirked, the smirk returning to his lips. "Yes?"

"I—" Whatever you were about to say was interrupted by the sound of tiny footsteps thudding across the floor.

"Daddy, look!" Gabriella's voice rang out, full of excitement, as she bounded into the room, clutching a small bunny stuffed animal in her hand.

Miguel's attention immediately shifted to his daughter, his expression softening in an instant. He crouched down to her level, a warm smile spreading across his face as he scooped her up effortlessly. "What've you got there, Mija?"

"It's my bunny!" she said proudly, holding it up for him to see.

"That's a good-looking bunny," he said, nuzzling her cheek affectionately before glancing back at you.

You smiled, crouching slightly to meet Gabriella's eye line. "Hey, Gabriella! Remember me?"

Her eyes lit up with recognition, and her smile grew impossibly wider. "Yeah!" she said, waving the bunny at you as if it were saying hello too.

"Guess what?" you said, your voice warm and inviting. "I'm gonna be babysitting you tonight."

Gabriella's face brightened even more, and she looked between you and her dad, practically bouncing in his arms. "Yay!" she squealed, waving her bunny excitedly.

Miguel chuckled, glancing between the two of you with a look that was both amused and appreciative. "Looks like someone's excited," he said, his tone soft.

You smiled back at Gabi. "We're going to have so much fun, aren't we?" Then, glancing back at Miguel, you asked, "Can I call you Gabi?"

Miguel noticed the subtle way your eyes flicked to him, even as you spoke to his daughter. He nodded, watching the way you connected with her.

"Yeah! You can call me Gabi!" she said happily.

Miguel stood, placing Gabriella back on the ground. "Alright, Gabi," he said, his tone serious but warm. "You be good for her, okay?"

"I will!" she promised, clutching her bunny tightly.

You straightened up, glancing at Miguel again. "Don't worry, Mr. O'Hara. She's in good hands."

His eyes lingered on you, something unspoken passing between you. "Thanks," he said, his voice low and sincere.

Miguel crouched to give Gabriella one more kiss on the forehead, then straightened up and turned toward the door. But before he left, his gaze found yours again. It was the kind of look that made your chest tighten like he wanted to say something but didn't.

"Be good," he said softly, his voice directed at both of you, though his eyes stayed on yours for a moment too long.

You watched as he opened the door and stepped outside, the lingering heat of his presence still filling the space.

Gabi tugged at your leg, bringing you back to reality. "Are we gonna play now?"

You smiled down at her, placing a hand gently on her head. "Yeah, Gabi. Let's go play."

As the door clicked shut behind Miguel, you let out a quiet breath. I hate when he looks at me like that. The thought echoed in your mind, but you couldn't deny the warmth that lingered long after he was gone.

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The night unfolded effortlessly, a comforting rhythm settling in as you spent time with Gabriella. She was eager to show you her favorite songs, her tiny hands swiping expertly through a playlist on her tablet. Her face lit up as she sang along, her enthusiasm contagious. You couldn’t help but join in, laughing at her adorable dance moves.

Afterward, you worked on a puzzle together, the two of you piecing together a vivid picture of a magical castle. When that was complete, you moved on to board games. Gabi was competitive in the cutest way, scrunching her nose when she lost and cheering loudly when she won.

By dinnertime, you decided to keep it simple: spaghetti and asparagus. Gabi, however, wasn’t a fan of the asparagus. She scrunched up her face dramatically after taking a single bite, pushing it aside on her plate with an exaggerated groan. “Yuck!” she declared, making you laugh.

For dessert, you suggested making cupcakes, and her face lit up like Christmas morning. She insisted on being the “chef,” claiming the single apron in the kitchen for herself. It was far too big for her, the straps dragging on the floor, but she wore it proudly.

As the two of you mixed the batter, Gabi’s enthusiasm got the better of her. She accidentally tipped the bowl slightly, and a glob of batter splattered onto your shirt. Her eyes went wide with alarm. “I’m so sorry!” she said, her voice high-pitched with worry.

You laughed, waving off her apology. “It’s okay, Gabi. Just part of the fun.”

But Gabi wasn’t satisfied. “You can borrow one of my shirts!” she offered earnestly, already darting toward her room.

You grinned, shaking your head as you followed her. “I think your shirts might be a little… small for me,” you teased.

Gabi giggled, grabbing your hand and tugging you toward Miguel’s room instead. “Then you can wear one of Daddy’s!” she announced with a sense of authority, leading you to his closet.

You hesitated at the doorway, unsure if you should rummage through his things. But Gabi was persistent, pulling out a soft, oversized sweater and holding it up proudly. “Here! This one’s big!”

With a reluctant sigh, you gave in, slipping into the sweater. It was warm and impossibly soft, the fabric carrying a faint hint of Miguel’s cologne. The scent was subtle but distinct, and it lingered around you as you threw your batter-stained shirt into the washer.

When you returned to the living room, Gabi was already curled up on the couch, waiting to resume the movie you’d started earlier. You joined her, the two of you sinking into the cushions as you laughed at the antics on the screen. Before long, her little head began to droop, her eyelids fluttering shut as she succumbed to sleep.

You carefully tucked a blanket around her, her stuffed bunny clutched tightly in her arms. The house grew quiet, the only sound coming from the soft hum of the movie’s credits rolling in the background.

Not long after, the sound of keys jingling broke the silence, followed by the click of the front door opening. Miguel stepped inside, his tall frame filling the doorway as he looked around. His eyes softened when he saw Gabi sleeping peacefully on the couch, then flicked to you.

You were still in his sweater, your legs tucked under you as you looked up at him. The sight of you like that, comfortable in his home, stirred something in him. But he didn’t say anything. Instead, he gave you a small, grateful smile, his gaze lingering for just a moment longer before he walked further inside.

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 The oversized sweater hung off you like a soft blanket, the sleeves loose and baggy, the hem just barely brushing above your thighs. The fabric was warm and carried his scent—a mix of cedarwood, spice, and something distinctly Miguel. You felt vulnerable and oddly comfortable all at once. You slipped out from under Gabi’s tiny grasp, her stuffed bunny still tucked into her arms, and gently placed her head on a pillow. She didn’t stir as you stood, her small chest rising and falling in steady rhythm.

You made your way to Miguel, who was standing in the doorway, his broad shoulders still framed by the soft glow from outside. His gaze was already on you, lingering with an intensity that made your heart race. He glanced briefly at the kitchen, where evidence of your baking escapade was clear—a small dusting of flour on the counter, a bowl left soaking in the sink, a few stray cupcake sprinkles scattered here and there. His lips curved into a soft chuckle.

"Hey," you greeted him, your voice hushed to match the quiet of the room.

"Hey," Miguel replied, his voice low, warm. His eyes returned to you, dark and smoldering as they drank at the sight of you wearing his old college sweater. It hung loosely over your frame, the strings frayed, the material soft against your skin. Dios mío... you look too good in that, he thought but kept the words to himself.

"Um, sorry about the kitchen," you said quickly, feeling self-conscious under his gaze. You gestured vaguely toward the baking mess. "I’ll clean it up before I go."

He let out a quiet laugh, shaking his head as if to dismiss the thought. "Don’t worry about it," he said, his voice soft but firm. His eyes lingered a beat too long on you, trailing from the messy bun atop your head to the way his sweater fell over your curves.

"You don’t have to clean. I’ll handle it," Miguel continued, his gaze snapping back to your face. Then his brows raised slightly, a teasing smile tugging at his lips. "... Is that my sweater?"

Your cheeks warmed instantly. "Yeah, uh," you began awkwardly, glancing down at yourself, tugging at the hem. "I got cupcake batter on my shirt, so I threw it in the wash. Gabi insisted I grab something from your closet."

Miguel leaned slightly against the counter, crossing his arms. The motion made his biceps flex just enough to be distracting. "It’s fine," he said, his voice dropping an octave. His smirk widened just slightly. "Looks better on you anyway."

You pressed your lips together, trying to stifle the flutter in your stomach. "She had a couple of cupcakes," you said, changing the subject. "But she crashed pretty hard after her sugar rush."

Miguel chuckled softly, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "Yeah, that sounds about right," he said. His gaze softened as it flicked briefly to Gabi, still sleeping soundly on the couch. Then, it shifted back to you, and the tension returned, thick and heavy in the air.

"Thanks," Miguel said quietly, his voice filled with genuine appreciation. "She seems happy. Did she give you any trouble?"

You shook your head, folding your arms across your chest, unconsciously mimicking his posture. "No, not at all. She’s a sweetheart. Honestly, it was fun."

"Good," he murmured, watching you closely. His eyes traced the way you hugged yourself, the way you avoided his gaze when he looked at you for too long. Something about you seemed uneasy, guarded, but he couldn’t quite figure out why.

He moved toward the kitchen island, setting his briefcase down. The sound of the latches clicking open broke the silence, and he pulled out his checkbook. "How much do I owe you?"

The question caught you off guard. You blinked, stammering, "Oh, um... whatever you think is fair."

Miguel raised a brow, pausing mid-motion. "That’s not how this works," he said with a smirk. "Just tell me. Hourly rate?"

"Uh... seventy dollars?" you said hesitantly, cringing inwardly. You hated talking about money. "I mean, if that’s okay—"

"Seventy dollars?" Miguel interrupted, clearly unimpressed. "No. You babysat for four hours. Thirty-five an hour. That’s one forty."

Your eyes widened. "Miguel, that’s too much—"

"It’s not too much," he cut you off smoothly, his tone firm but not unkind. "It’s what I’d pay anyone else. And you’ve gone above and beyond."

He began writing the check, his pen gliding over the paper with practiced ease. "Besides," he added, his voice dipping lower as he glanced up at you, "you’re worth it."

Your breath caught in your throat at his words, your stomach twisting into knots. "Mr. O’Hara," you said, your voice shaky but your tone sharp, trying to deflect. "I—"

"Mr. O’Hara?" Miguel interrupted, setting the pen down and raising a brow. His lips curved into an amused smile. "You’ve been calling me that a lot lately. Why so formal all of a sudden?"

You hesitated, your heart pounding. "Maybe... maybe it’s to remind myself to stay professional," you admitted, though your voice lacked conviction.

Miguel tilted his head, his smile widening. "Professional, huh?" His tone was teasing, almost daring. He took a step closer, closing the space between you.

"You know," he said, his voice dropping to a low rumble, "most babysitters don’t end up wearing their client’s clothing."

You crossed your arms tighter over your chest, your cheeks heating. "You’re really stuck on this sweater," you shot back defensively.

"Not stuck," he said, his eyes flicking down to the oversized fabric draping over your frame. "Just saying—it looks better on you than it ever did on me."

His words hung in the air, heavy and unspoken, as he took another slow step closer. The space between you grew smaller, and his presence felt overwhelming, intoxicating.

You swallowed hard, your voice barely a whisper. "Mmm..."

Miguel’s gaze didn’t waver, and for a moment, it felt like the world had gone still.

He reached out and placed a hand on your hip, slowly pulling you closer. The distance between you was almost non-existent now, your bodies pressed against each other. He could feel the heat of your skin as he looked down at you.

"You're really somethin'... you know that?" He whispered, my breath warm against your neck. 

"Careful," He murmured. The hand on your hip tightened, holding you in place. "Don't fall."

You couldn’t help it, a small smile tugged at the corners of your lips, and a soft laugh was about to escape when you quickly straightened your face, biting it back. His amused expression faded, replaced with something deeper, something intense. The air between you shifted, electric and heavy, as your eyes locked.

Neither of you looked away. It wasn’t just eye contact, it was a silent conversation, a wordless exchange. His eyes, dark and full of something you couldn’t quite name, held yours in place, refusing to let you go. And then, as if drawn by an invisible force, your gaze flicked downward to his lips.

Big mistake.

The moment hung, fragile and weighted, before shattering like glass. It was as if both of you had reached the same decision at the exact same time. Without thinking, without hesitation, your bodies moved in perfect sync. His hands came up, one brushing lightly against your cheek, the other settling firmly on your waist, pulling you closer.

And then, your lips met.

It wasn’t gentle or tentative. It was heated, desperate, as though the tension that had been building between you for so long had finally snapped. Your breath hitched as his mouth claimed yours, the kiss urgent and hungry. One of your hands found its way to his chest, feeling the firm muscle beneath his shirt, while the other gripped the fabric of his sweater that you were still wearing.

His lips were soft yet commanding, moving against yours in a way that made your knees weak. He tasted faintly of mint and something entirely him, a flavor you knew you’d never forget. You moaned into the kiss, making sure to keep quiet, gripping his neck. His hand on your waist tightened, pulling you impossibly closer, and you melted into him, your heart pounding like a drum in your chest. Your pelvis grinded into him as you felt his hand pull you at the small of your back. Your mouth was warm, the kiss was fiery, passionate, needy.

The world around you faded. There was no kitchen, no couch, and no sleeping child nearby. There was only him, his warmth, his touch, the way he kissed you like he’d been waiting forever to do it. And maybe he had.

When you finally broke apart, gasping for air, his forehead rested lightly against yours. His breath was uneven, matching your own, his eyes searching yours as if to gauge what the hell you were thinking.

"That... probably shouldn’t have happened," you whispered, though your voice was far from convincing.

Miguel smirked, his lips still brushing against yours. "No," he murmured, his voice low and rough. "But it did."

And neither of you moved away.

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[the-lazyyy-artist]

Listen, I’m saying this out of constructive criticism and nothing else, but your characterisation of blue lock boys is so terrible, and the messages and Instagram posts etc that you fake for your fics are so cringe. Like you need to work on characterisation if you want anyone to read your stories seriously because you don’t know anything at all about the characters clearly and your writing is so cringe and outlandish. A few writers I recommend you look at are kaisaerinlover and rinnstars

Hi anon! Thanks for taking the time to send in such "criticism". Thank you too for spending the time to read my SMAU! Wow! That was my first time writing one so it was a test of waters type of thing.

I will take your advice of "studying the boys better" because I know that I lack that ingredient in writing. Also, I'll make sure to read some of these authors' works. I've read a lot that are so beautiful and have reblogged some hehe!

I will, however, tell you this: if you think I'm writing cringe shit and is outlandish, then I suggest you block me out of your blog. Okay? I don't need you to tell me my writing is shit, I KNOW. I write because I have fun doing that. I write because it's one way I can lay down my silly goofy daydreams and expand them into writing. I write simply to ENJOY.

I understand that I might need so help with the words that I use, but should I use difficult words so I can become a good one? No! But I do need to study the boys because, god forbid, mischaracterization is the biggest sin I'll ever commit.

Oh, and don't hide behind anon next time, okay? It would make it easier for me to block you so you won't see any of my cringe writing in the future. Thanks.

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i'm ozzy, and welcome to gracklegift, a request blog! specializing in alterhuman identities, i aim to offer a few different services. these include:

shopping packages

name/pronoun ideas

recipe ideas

moodboards

pride icons

kinsiderations

alterhuman care ideas

discord/blog promos

you're welcome to make requests for nonhuman alters too, of course! animal, concept, myth- if you fit the bill, you're welcome to make a request here.

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more info under the readmore, ctrl+f for the info you're looking for! to be fiddled with as needed.

general guidelines

please keep your request specific. rather than 'ideas for a cloud?' let me know what it is you want! at the very least, 'self care for a cloud?' or 'name ideas for a cloud?'

keep it to three 'types / etc. per request, and one request per ask

if making a request for a media-specific thing, it's suggested you include some information about what you're looking for, as ozzy lives under a rock

i won't fulfill requests for kink / nsfw things here, just to keep things mostly family friendly

you can request, if applicable, for a character's name to be censored so it doesn't go in the tags

requests are done on a FCFS basis

shopping packages

at the very least, specify a theme; budget, shipping location, types of item you want (e.g. fashion/stim toys/trinkets/battle jacket pins/etc), things you don't want, and other specifications are encouraged

prices will be listed in USD unless requested otherwise

i obviously will not list pharmaceutical items or substances that are illegal in some places

name/pronoun ideas

let me know if you have a preference for typically masculine, feminine, or androgynous names

and, for that matter, any other limits you may have!

if you only want names, or only want pronouns, let me know that, as well

lemme know if you want emoji pronouns or not too

mod's a white boy + has no way of knowing that you aren't so. yanno

recipe ideas

PLEASE! let me know dietary limitations and allergies. i'm not trying to kill you

you're encouraged as well to let me know if you're looking for budget or low-spoon/beginner options!

you're also encouraged to let me know of any other limitations otherwise, like if you don't have an oven for example

tell me if you're looking for meals (lunch or breakfast or dinner), or snacks, or desserts, or if you have no preference - i'll just make a mix of options otherwise

moodboards

as usual give me what/who you want it based on and if at all possible a theme or color palette!

let me know any triggering images you would like to avoid as well!

one moodboard request per ask please, but you can send in multiple asks

these may take more time as i find the right images and the energy for them! i want to give you quality content!

pride icons

four flags maximum per request, or things start to get cluttered. you can make multiple requests!

if requesting a rainbow flag, let me know what version you'd like

if requesting a nonstandard identity (eg pupgender) please provide a link or image of your flag

feel free to send a specific image you'd like me to edit for you

kinsiderations

if you're having kin feelings but can't quite place them, this is the option for you! works best for animals and concepts, due to ozzy living under a rock.

send me what applicable details you've figured out - appearance, habitat, diet, real or myth - as many as you know

no vague 'assign me a kin's, i don't know you! i'm not doing that! just suggesting something you might be, or a direction to go in

if you see an ask you'd like to chip in on, feel free to reblog or leave a reply for the asker to check out!

alterhuman care ideas

what i'm calling this for now! ideas and concepts for activities and the likes relating to your alterhuman identity to take care of yourself or feel a little more connected to your 'type

gimme the identity in question and any limitations you may have! (eg allergies, physical limits, stuff you'd just plain rather avoid)

be sure to specify that you're looking for ideas rather than a shopping package! pleas

discord / blog promos

specify the age range, especially for discords

specify the purpose of your page, and applicable rules

if you're a blog similar to this one lemme know if you wanna be listed under affiliates!

be sure to leave a link in the ask or in the replies (break it up if in the ask, i'll add it to the reply)

no 'toxic 🤪' groups

[fushitoru]

rules + about me!

about me . . .

i'm a nineteen year old, and right now, i started this blog as a hobby to spend during my gap year.

next year, i'll be double majoring in math and computer science.

english is my second language. i can speak english, hindi, and spanish (but i don't speak the last two that well).

i live in america, but i was born and raised in india. i'm in the IST time zone right now.

as of right now, i only write for jjk.

my favorite anime is definitely jjk, but i mainly watch shoujo and sometimes shounen that i deem worthy of watching. for example, i've watched/watching aot and haikyuu.

i'm currently watching a lot of things, but i'm trying to get my way through haikyuu and heaven's official blessing.

some ground rules . . .

i block all unnecessary hate and performative type asks in my inbox on sight. don't try to get a rise out of me because you're not going to get a reaction. i'm also a stan twitter veteran (on armytwt LMAOAO) so you're not going to faze me. however, if you genuinely have an issue with something i've said, feel free to send me an ask. just be respectful.

i don't speak on discourse. my blog is a place to talk about writing and jjk, so i don't want to clog it with unnecessary things like that. please don't ask for my opinion on anything. if i ever do post something, i usually delete it in like an hour, lol.

i yap a lot about ideas i want to write someday. do not steal any one of my ideas. those are mine that i will be turning into a fic.

please ask for my permission whenever using my work for ai chat bots/anything ai.

i don’t age up characters in my writing. I don’t write dark content like pedophilia, yandere, noncon, incest, stepcest etc. i also don't write for mahito. i also don't write tragic endings or cheating fics. however, if you're someone who harasses authors for writing dark content, it tells me you're here to not to consume media and to move on by blocking, but to stir drama. it would be better for you to just block me, i don't really want to interact with you or have you on my page.

please put your age in your bio and don't be a blank blog.

please don't spam like (5-6 likes at a time) WITHOUT also spam reblogging. if you rb and like, i have no problem bc rb-ing will help me avoid getting shadow banned.

plagarism is not allowed. reposts are not allowed. ask for permission if you’re looking to translate any of my works. i'm only on ao3 (user fushit0ru) and tumblr.

please don't ask me to be mutuals. if you're a writer or someone who interacts with me fairly often, i'll probably follow you back. i prefer to do it naturally.

please don’t vent abt srs topics. im a teenager (19) i do not have the emotional maturity to give good advice my frontal lobe hasn’t even fully developed yet 😭 you are more than welcome to vent about non serious topics (i.e. friend drama, dating drama, school, work, procrastination, bed rotting, etc) where you’re looking for empathy and not for advice tho!