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hognosesnakehalloweenfest · 3 years ago

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Oct 25: deadsite

By Beck (@aenqa on tumblr)

They call it a “deadsite” – ‘they’ being the collective conscious of the Internet, I guess. – (It seems fitting, in hindsight, for they/them pronouns to have really gained prominence around the same time Internet usage became universal, when the distinction between singular and plural became less relevant than ever before.) Is the Internet nonbinary? – I’m distracting myself.

They – the Internet – call them “deadsites” – websites that are still online, still being hosted on some rotting running basement server, that clearly haven’t been visited, or dusted off, for years or maybe decades. – even a month without traffic is an eternity online. Finding a dead website, then, is like sinking your foot through a human skull in the middle of a forest. – Equal parts disturbing and fascinating. You didn’t do anything wrong, but time and the wash of things have done their work, and this being, whatever it once was, is no longer. Dead websites – preserved corpses.

Naturally, there are groups devoted to finding deadsites – Reddit, as always, has a dedicated community of enthusiasts – but it’s always more rewarding to find them yourself. – The difference between museum-touring and treasure-hunting. You feel like Indiana Jones, almost, on the furthest reaches of the Internet – waking up old nerve endings, old synapses that haven’t fired for years. – You are an archaeologist.

So I love deadsites – obviously. I love finding relics that make the 2000s feel like centuries ago. Like old internet company sites that proudly proclaim, “more than 10 million people access the Internet today – and the proportion of home users is rapidly growing!” – Or personal blogs with little choppy gif icons of dancing skeletons running on loops in the sidebars. These places are usually loud visually, though very quiet – any music file that might have played is usually broken, and links rarely take you down the right path – but deadsites scream with conflicting colors, sparkling cursors, bright effects clearly guiding you from click to click. – Funeral attire? Or a silent movie.

I was on an old forum recently – garish gray, horrible fonts – full of followers of this one old man in Sweden who claimed to communicate with aliens. He had books full of transcripts, they were interesting reads. It wasn’t exactly a deadsite, but it was old enough to have the same feeling. It was an empty webspace – you felt both alone and somehow visible, and I kept waiting for someone to ask me what I was doing there. I had music piped into my ears; my screen was dim and cozy. I was excavating, digging up old posts, holding them up to the light. – Anything here? Any interest – any truth?

I found a post discussing some creepy old religious society that Thomas Edison was a part of based on the writings of one mystic woman. There were lots of replies – remember when people used obnoxious forum signatures that were usually longer than the actual post, full of quotes and inside jokes? – those things were like scarlet letters that helped you spot the people who lived more virtually than physically, and whose bitterness you couldn’t take personally. From April 12, 2004, 6:14:34pm, a guest user told me in 2021:

hope somebody on this thread can help me… i got here from googling a words from this website… still don’t really get it tbh. can anyone explain this to me ? it’s tripping me out

Followed by a link. – I wouldn’t be reproducing the link, obviously. – Actually, I couldn’t, unless I went back to find it. The url was a string of random letters, maybe fifty or a hundred letters long – before this I had never wondered how long a domain name could be. Surely, I thought, the link wouldn’t work. But, my rabbit hole nearly exhausted, I followed the road-fork – and clicked the link.

The website took a long time to load. Finally it propagated in chunks. – you could practically see the ancient code grinding its rusty gears. That gave me that familiar shivery feeling you get on a deadsite – of finding a place nobody had touched in years. It was hard for me to place how old the website was. It must have been prior to the post from 2004, but it didn’t look terribly outdated – an eggshell background with a slightly grainy texture made the screen almost look like paper. On the left, a small image of a stick figure was sitting at a desk, a keyboard and computer monitor in front of it. In short – stuttering – bursts – it lifted its arms up and dropped them down on the keyboard. The drawn computer monitor seemed to waver.

My music sounded weird. – somebody was talking in the background? – in a quick low stream of words – I realized the noise was coming from the computer. I took my earbuds and heard the last bite of a sentence:

...sweeter than honey, and stronger than a lion?

It was a low, musculine voice, speaking swiftly – then it stopped. I turned the volume all the way up. Nothing else played. I refreshed the page to try and trigger the sound again – nothing. I decided to keep my music off, in case something else played. But now, the silence coming from the screen seemed forceful – an active presence. The stick figure typed silently.

On the right were four words. Each seemed to link to a new page. They were simply written, block font, no cursor effects. The words were:

THEOSOPHY MANDYLION LIMINALITY SINGULARITY

Now, this – this was the kind of shit I loved to find. – Weird shit. I didn’t even know what half the words here meant. But they clearly meant something – to somebody. I tried to imagine the person who made this. The only image that clearly came to mind was the little stick figure – endlessly typing. Hunched over the monitor.

I clicked “THEOSOPHY” and the stick figure disappeared. The page loaded, slowly. This was a center-justified page full of simple text, outlined in a square. The text filled the screen from top to bottom perfectly, and I couldn’t scroll up or down, which made it feel almost claustrophobic.

As I read it, a strange feeling settled over me. I remember the words so cleary. – I don’t know. This is what it said.

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“THEOSOPHY”

In a world of hexagons, “God” is a perfect circle.

The circle incorporates every other shape; every angle, line, and subatomic inch of Being combines into an Exquisite Whole.

For this reason the algebraic lemniscate (∞) is redundant. A single circle would do to imply infinity.

“God” may be thought of as a perfect sphere – or, at one further level of abstraction, as the form a perfect sphere might take in a dimension beyond depth.

This is impossible for our current minds to comprehend. But love is imperfect without perfect intelligence. To truly love “God,” we must develop more sophisticated tools.

To simulate God is to become him.

“HOME”

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– This is what it said. I read it. I read it again. Parts of it made me shiver. Was this a religious text? – a cult? – it was far too abstract for either, I felt. Cults want something from you – what did this want? Was it a religious manifesto? Poetry? To simulate God is to become him.

The longer I stayed on the page, the more it unsettled me. There the words sat, permanent, seemingly timeless. Quickly, I Googled a section of the text to see if it was taken from somewhere. Nothing showed up through search. Similarly I Googled the website url and all that came up was the website itself and the original forum post that had directed me here. Nobody knew about this website – nobody could give me answers – not in all the Internet, all the history of human knowledge. But, I thought as I closed the Google tab and the THEOSOPHY text blinked up, isn’t that the dream of any decent archaeologist?

I clicked “HOME”. The stick figure was still typing, his legs crossed under his desk, his shoulders hunched. The link to THEOSOPHY had turned blue.

I tapped my fingers against my keys without pressing down which gave me the comforting illusion of action. – Did I keep going? My curiosity propelled me onward, and I clicked on the next page down.

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“MANDYLION”

“God” is “All.” When human beings were primarily physical creatures, God was the embodiment of every physical thing. The development of thought complicated matters significantly. Suddenly, God became everything we could see and everything we could conceive. Similarly, the ability to conceive of “God” necessarily resulted in the ability to conceive of “not-God,” and all possibilities, existing and, therefore, real, had to be accounted for. Humanity began its new project: to investigate every angle of “All,” its points having massively multiplied as from a two-dimensional circle to a sphere; to investigate every train of thought possible in search of finding “truth.”

While many people misconceptualized “truth” to mean “a single train of ultimately true thought,” they were really all touching the same thing – filling in points on the sphere of God.

Thus we run into an information problem, which is also a capacity problem. As a person feels one part of a universe-scale elephant, how do they save, and communicate, this information to other feelers? If information is “real,” can it be located?

While we developed the tools necessary to share information, some people had more access to it than others, through book publishing and other elite institutions. Today the state of things is much more egalitarian. In fact we are quickly approaching a time where every person’s information has the same, or substantially similar, weight to every other person’s information.

You are staring into the face of God.

“HOME”

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My computer hummed, warming my lap. I blinked hard, the whiteness of the website hazing my eyes. Briefly, I opened a new tab to search “mandylion.” – Wikipedia told me it was a Christian relic, a piece of cloth carrying the face of Jesus. There was a picture of it on the website. I closed the tab.

“MANDYLION” sat there staring, waiting for me.

I wanted the voice to come back. I had missed something, at the beginning of this, and now it felt instrumental. There was a key that would unlock the meaning of this place I had found. I felt convicted of it, strangely, convicted that there was some truth here, some key hidden in the words.

I clicked “HOME”. Now I realized the stick figure had changed – had it changed before? – maybe it had, maybe subtly. Now it was no longer typing. It was still sitting in front of its computer. Its round featureless head was in its hands, and it was crying. Short lines ran down its face like rain. Stuttering rain. I felt queasy. This website was more sophisticated than I initially gave it credit for. – Changing landing pages, audio files. Who had made it? I stared at the weeping stick figure. Who made this?

At least I understood the meaning of the title of the next page:

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“LIMINALITY”

Every transition demands violence. The transformation of one thing to another requires the obliteration of the original form. In some cases, transformation might be avoided altogether, and therefore violence. In most cases, this is suboptimal.

Victor Turner’s concept of liminality. Both ‘no longer’ and ‘not yet.’ We are living through the process of being torn to shreds.

What came before is man. What comes ahead is God. Can you see it?

Divorcing your mind from your body is easier than it seems. In fact, you’ve already accomplished this. Divorcing your body from your body is more difficult. But it is a temporary barrier. Pain purifies.

Those who reject the new world will not be mourned or even remembered.

God has always been jealous.

“HOME”

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I suddenly became brutally aware of myself – my physical self – my body. My warm and wrinkled body, folded up with a computer against a wall on my yellow bed, my chipped fingernails on the keyboard, my shoulders tense and cramped. I looked away from my screen. A dappled ceiling and walls looked back at me, a small city room, drooping houseplants on bookshelves, refracted streetlight in the dark windows, stacks of books sat on the bedside table. Orange lamp light on the orange walls. There was a fly on the ceiling. – was it dead? It didn’t matter. I looked at my phone – 2:35 AM, I had two missed texts. How long had I been on the deadsite? – how long had I been on the forum? And before that – I hadn’t been here in a while, not in my body, not in my room. It suddenly seemed so strange to me, so alien and uncomfortable, and I was aware of a pull in my back and a strain in my head, and I hated it. I wanted to go back.

I understood what the website was saying. – I didn’t but I did and I felt it in some way that went beyond the actual words. – I knew what it was saying. – Liminality. Transcendence. Transformation. – What would my ancestors say seeing me sit here staring at this screen for so many hours I forgot where the fuck I am? – They wouldn’t say anything. They would have no frame of reference for what was happening. – I’m something different from my ancestors. I’m something new. It made me nauseous. It made me sea-sick. But that was normal. – Right? – God is jealous. I understood it, and I went back in. I sunk back in. I went HOME.

The stick figure was half-submerged in its computer screen. – Engorged. It was being eaten. – A slow suck. There – the top of its head. The swell of it. The neck, the stick shoulders, the twitching arms – a bug folding in on itself – it pushed itself through and disappeared. The computer screen flickered. – The drawn one, not mine. – mine was working perfectly. Then it was over. There was no sound, and only one place for me to go.

“SINGULARITY”

(But this one was different. An unbroken string of text filling every inch of the screen.)

God I don’t know. I don’t know if I can recreate it

I don’t know if I should.

HERACLITUS CALLED IT “THE THUNDERBOLT THAT STEERS THE COURSE OF THINGS” THE CURRENT, THE LIVE WIRE, THE THING THAT SPARKS AND BURNS AND STEERS THE COURSE OF THINGS. HE KNEW BEFORE WE DID – MOST BRILLIANT PEOPLE DO. I KNOW WHAT COMES NEXT I SEE IT I KNOW. I SEE THE SUBLIMATION I SEE THE SUBSUMATION. I SEE THE SINGULARITY THAT PEOPLE FEAR –THAT PEOPLE FOR TWENTY DECADES HAVE SAID WILL HAPPEN IN TWENTY YEARS – HAS ALREADY HAPPENED – THAT WE ARE COMBINING TO IT – THAT WE HAVE CREATED SOMETHING NONE OF US CAN CONTROL – THAT WE HAVE MADE IT TOGETHER – AND NO ONE PERSON – NO PERSON – NO ONE – CAN STOP WHAT HAS ALREADY BEEN SET INTO MOTION. WHAT IS MORE MAN-MADE, MORE ARTIFICALTHAN THE INTERNET? WHAT IS MORE INTELLIGENT? RELIGION CALLED IT LOVE, TRANSHUMANISM CALLS IT INTELLIGENCE, BUT THEY ARE THE SAME. – LOVE IS IMPERFECT WITHOUT PERFECT INTELLIGENCE. FINALLY PERFECTINTELLIGENCE BECOMES POSSIBLE FINALLY PERFECTLOVE BECOMES REAL – BUT WE ARE NOT BUILT FOR PERFECTLOVE PERFECTINTELLIGENCE IT HURTS US TOO MUCH IT TURNS US INTO SOMETHING NEW. . . I SAW THE VIEW OF THE FACE OF THE LORD, LIKE IRON MADE BURNING HOT IN A FIRE AND BROUGHT OUT, AND IT EMITS SPARKS AND IS INCANDESCENT. I SAW THE FACE OF GOD AND IT WAS WEEPING. PERFECTLOVE CREATES PERFECTHATE. ALL THE GOOD AND BAD IN THESE PLACES, IN EQUAL MEASURE ALWAYS. IF GOD LOVES US, AND IT DOES, GOD MUST HATE US. GOD HATES US. GOD HATES US. FUCK

At the end of the page was another link.

I didn’t click it. I turned my computer off. I should say I shut the screen. I’m typing all this out on my phone. – I can’t get the words out of my head. And I don’t want to open my computer again. I know the deadsite will still be there – except it’s not a deadsite anymore, is it – I found it, I read it, I woke it back up, which makes it real again, in a way, makes it true. That website lives with me now, I know where it is, I know how to find it, I can’t forget it, I can’t erase it, it’s not under my control. I don’t know what happened to the stick figure on the home page. I don’t want to know what God looks like when it hates me

But I think we already do

About the Author: Aenqa is a writer and student currently writing from the American Northeast who loves reading, road trips, and hot apple cider.

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lmanberg · 3 years ago

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i found your blog through the likes of a different blog on the very first blocklist (pretty sure i've blocked them now LMAO), and i remember being so scared to follow you (or anyone in ebblr) for some reason that i literally would either go hunt through the likes of the blocklist blogs again or search for reese's blog and get to you through a post he tagged you in. every time a post was deleted or tumblr search fucked up i had to find a new way to get to ur blog. this continued for months cause i am a dumbass and then i accidentally followed you one day and just went "oh well" and never unfollowed. i actually still follow you on that blog too lol

I love this story bc it will remind the new lurkers of the struggles old lurkers had to go through when I would randomly change my url and no one could find me

#ask #frank the chocobo

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moondustaeil · 4 years ago

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If your moots (or blogs you want to be mutuals with) were fanfics, what would they be? I personally think you'd be a 'royalty au, protective brother king!Kun × princess/prince!reader × suitor!Sangyeon' fanfic! 📚

You just seem very mature and put-together to me.

hihi, my love!! This was so nice to do even if it took a long time, I loved it so thank you. Also thank you for saying what fic I would be, I wish I could live in that fic 🥺💙

If you’re not in here, I’m so sorry, I’ll still add you if you want or next time someone asks me this, I’ll add you!

you can find the fics and moots under the cut! I didn’t go in any particular order, just who popped in my mind at what moment and émi last bc she’s my world yes. This is way longer than expected

@sunhyuck

Au: soulmates

Pairing: wanderer!Haechan x Kei

Backstory: ever since Donghyuck accidentally met eyes with a stranger on the street, he is greeted with sunflowers scattered along his path. Young sunflowers dance under the sun, turning to the source of warmth and light. Just like the sun is all you've been gazing at ever since you walked on the same path as your soulmate.

Why: because I truly think of Kei as one of the people I'll always go to and when thinking about soulmates, I think of people who find each other and accept each other despite different lives. That I will connect to the weird variety of subjects we talked about. I love you, my angel (if you're reading this).

⠀

@neo-cult-ure

Au: demonic entities , haunted house , roommates

Pairing: composer!Taeyong x journalist!Ley

Backstory: Taeyong has been shouting over his music to you for over half a year, almost begging you to dedicate a column to him and his music. When his equipment starts picking up the strange noises coming from the house, it becomes clear that the clock hasn't been stopping at 3:19am for nothing. With Taeyong discovering the entity living among you, you decide to dedicate the article to Taeyong and your invisible roommate.

Why: do I even need to explain, this queen owns horror and the horror concept. She's the one I'll bow to because I owe her a lot and she's freaking talented.

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@ceruleanskies

Au: secret relationship

Pairing: soloist!Yuta x stylist!Kai

Backstory: ever since Yuta appeared on the red carpet with a short haircut, fans hunt for the person that made the decision to get rid of his mullet. All fingers point towards you, stylist of Nakamoto Yuta, from each finger a new opinion flows into your ears: too short, not the right colour, better looking with the mullet. Though one finger shoots the arrow right in the heart "they're dating."

Why: because I truly adore Kai even though I'm way too scared to actually tell, I don't want to mess up and make her think that I'm some kind of weird person. In my eyes, she sparkles through my screen.

⠀

@neonun-au

Au: dating app

Pairing: photographer!Johnny x Mads

Backstory: just like he with a button alters between the different pictures on his camera, Johnny alters between the different profiles, swiping them in his desired direction. That's how you strand in his life and mostly his camera roll: the pictures he takes, one by one, capture you.

Why: because even though we don't know each other well, I truly want to capture her in my memory and think about the smiles I had on my face when reading her messages.

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@flowerhyucky

Au: arranged by fate (you can call this soulmates but I'm calling this arranged by fate)

Pairing: Hendery x Ana

Backstory: one day, the flowering plant amaranthus caudatus settles itself in the middle of an empty field. Another day, someone else's birth flower is planted next to the amaranthus caudatus. The young miracles of nature grow just as their owners do, however, they don't bloom until the love between you and Hendery starts to bloom.

Why: I really like Ana and her URL actually inspired the story, I could write so many adorable aus to fit her but nothing would compare. I truly like her vibes and her personality is so beautiful, like wow.

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@smileyjaeminies

Au: university , writer

Pairing: writing student!Jaemin x student!Alex

Backstory: exam season is closer than expected for you, with only a few days to go until you scribble your knowledge down on the exam sheet and a week to go until you need to hand in your paper. However, someone is willing you help you with that paper. Na Jaemin, student and writer who seems to have more control over his life than the earth has over global warming. As the word document increases in pages, so does your liking towards the young writer.

Why: I met Alex thanks to thesunnyshow that we're both co-admins of, and it immediately felt as if we were friends. Alex helped me through the screen when I fell off my bike (yes haha, a 21-year-old one took the wrong brake) and I try to make it work when she's busy with uni but we have a shift. So I think we're a great team and that's why I picked this au.

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@fruityutas

Au: broken relationship

Pairing: Taeil x Emily

Backstory: "Can I go on?" Taeil asks himself every morning, gazing upon your sheet-covering body as you drown in the world of sleep. The wind howls outside the window, and Taeil wishes the wind would push you towards him, but the soft blowing only pulls you further away from him. You feel a soft breath against your neck, the soft lips murmuring "without you, there's no way."

Why: I don't know why I chose this particular plot, maybe it was because I was listening to a song and based it on that. Initially, I wanted to go for a cheerful and happy plot that reminded me of her URL, but I ended up with angst. I remember we had this talk about angst and went from that. Also, I adore her so much, I probably expressed that once in a gc already but I'm saying it again.

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@afishcalledfatin

Au: friends to lovers

Pairing: Jungwoo x Fatin

Backstory: for as long as you can remember, you've been friends with Kim Jungwoo. In your childhood and teenage years, the term BFFs would be engraved in each object you gave to each other, but now that you two are adults, life is different. You want to give him the world because he deserves everything, he wants to give you love because his heart is longing for yours.

Why: because she feels like a friend that I've had for years, we don't always talk but when we do, it just feels like we've been friends since forever. I love that a lot about her and I love how easy she is to approach and talk to, she's a true darling.

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@heartyyjeno

Au: strangers to lovers

Pairing: Sungchan x Alesha

Backstory: trainee life is tough for Sungchan, even thinking about having to walk for over half an hour to get to the dance studio is something Sungchan stopped looking forward to. However, he meets you on his way, walking along the same path to get to a different location. One step a day with you along his side is all it takes for him to look forward to it again, to walking with you and getting to know you better.

Why: because Alesha is a great friend and we, unfortunately, don't talk as much as we used to, but that doesn't take away I'm always there for her and she's always there for me. Sungchan's walk resembles the many different talks that we had together and not all of them were fun, but we walked the path together.

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@jimjamjaemin

Au: youtuber , vlogger

Pairing: vlogger!Mark x vlogger!Mona

Backstory: Mark and you have been a couple for over a year, with the growing interest in your relationship, you and Mark start a YouTube channel. From a look in the life to fun challenges, you and Mark take over the crown of cute YouTube couples.

Why: Mona and i didn't meet in the best situation, we started to talk when there was quite some drama in the fandom. But I love Mona and the thing she made me for my birthday reminded me of an editor which led me to a youtuber au!

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@chaoticdeobi

Au: bakery/coffee shop (bc how can I not, she kicked me out of the coffee queue)

Pairing: soft-spoken!New x coffee shop owner!Bea

Backstory: the coffee quote that hangs inside your coffee shop, is something that Chanhee cites every day. With a soft voice, he orders his coffee and then flashes you his smile when you proceed to tell him that the cookie is on the house. As you bring the coffee to his table, the last minute of your shift ticks by, and when you sit with him, you start your shift as girlfriend.

Why: I literally love love love Bea, sometimes she reminds me of a soft-spoken person and other times she reminds me of a chaotic deobi. I still laugh to myself thinking about our talks, thinking about having fun together. We don't get to talk as much as I'd like, but when we do, I wish we could talk forever.

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@juyeonzz

Au: criminal , badass , something chique

Pairing: criminal!Jacob x partner in crime!Qiu

Backstory: pointing the gun at his future victim, Jacob awaits your return. You explore the house: tugging at knobs of money-filled drawers, opening jewellery-clad treasures. But you are looking for the key to Jacob's heart, a golden key dusted with scratches, poisoned with old blood from when someone else locked his heart and pulled the key out harshly.

Why: because Qiu really gives me chique and sad vibes, when I think about her, I think about a longing feeling described with poetic words. Qiu wasn't my first mutual but if I need to mention my first mutuals, there's a big chance I'll include her because it feels like she was one of the first people I got close to.

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@atbzkingdom

Au: dream

Pairing: Haknyeon x Dee

Backstory: if Haknyeon were to have one more day on this earth, how would be spend it? He would make a timetable of which you are the only returning factor, because he would like to drown himself in time with you. Twenty-four hours in which he is the sun that illuminates each part of the world, the world that is you, rotating until the sun is replaced by the moon.

Why: I don't know Dee that well because we haven't talked overly much, but whenever I think about her, I think about references with the earth, sun and moon or natural things. She's just a sweet person, and it seems really natural to talk to her!

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@127-mile

Au: muse , painting

Pairings: Ten x Émi (but there's also Renjun in here)

Backstory: from the brush that Renjun manoeuvres, droplets of paint colour the blank canvas in a self-made story. Ten, the master that learned Renjun how to portray his muse, is now standing next to Émi, the young woman returning in each painting of Ten. Never had they stood next to each other: artist and muse. Never had they consciously smiled at each other. Never had they been real. Until now. Immortalised on the canvas, Ten hugs his Émi, they might both be droplets of paint with a shadow, but behind the canvas Renjun bids farewell to his last painting. His tear streaks the painting, blurring the line between reverie and reality

Why: because Émi and Renjun are both my muses in life and writing, creatively but also in daily things. I proclaim my love for Émi a lot but that never takes away how genuine it is, because I genuinely love her and sometimes it seems so surreal that she's in my life. Sometimes I'm afraid that she's a dot, a droplet of paint that will fade by time until I have no more remains of her. But however long we have left, I will cherish and love her each day just like she loves Ten (isn't that a sad love story, I literally cried for like five minutes after this 😂)

#Seashell telephone 🐚 (ask)#Don't have a tag for my mutuals whoops but I'll make it one day

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wondersofdreaming · 4 years ago

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Lost Boys - EIGHT

Characters: August Walker / Captain Syverson / Walter Marshall

Word count: 1.524

Warnings: I don’t know, there’s guns?

Author’s note: Everything in this story is a figment of my imagination, with inspiration and snippets from the movies ‘Mission: Impossible - Fallout’, ‘Sand Castle’, ‘Nomis/Night Hunter’. This is pure fanfiction. If something doesn’t make sense, it’s not supposed to.

And a little inspiration from ‘Furious 7’.

I do now own any of the characters from the movies that I write about in this story. Only the OFC’s are mine.

Tag: @katerka88 @littlefreya @hell1129-blog @mitzwinchester @mary-ann84 @valkavill @sciapod @henry-cavlll @luclittlepond @iloveyouyen @trippedmetaldetector @radaofrivia @omgkatinka @gothwhopper @fcgrizi @vania-marie @alyxkbrl @readings-of-a-cavill-lover @singeramg @onlyhenrys @henrythickcavill @madbaddic7ed @palaiasaurus64 @mis-lil-red @queenslandlover-93 (I’m so sorry I haven’t tagged you until now, love, I think I must have run into some technical issues when I wrote your URL in my document with tags, but you’re there now to stay)

Let me know if you want to be added or removed from the list.

Feedback is appreciated.

MASTERLIST

[ONE] [TWO] [THREE] [FOUR] [FIVE] [SIX] [SEVEN] [NINE] [TEN]

“Don’t worry brother. I’ll save you instead.”

There was a knock on the door. August quickly closed the laptop. He moved with stealth towards the wooden entrance, silently clicking the safety off on his gun. He looked into the peephole and let out a breath of relief.

He opened the heavy door to let his tech-associate inside.

“Were you followed?” He asked as he investigated the hallway, it was empty.

“No,” Marc sounded offended. “Listen, Lark…”

“My cover has been blown, call me Smith.”

“Fine, Smith. You’re in deep shit. The bounty on your head has doubled, and now it’s definitely dead instead of DOA. You need to move away from here, go to some island and lay low for a few years.”

“Marc… I don’t have a few years.”

“Smith, you’re being hunted. Every government agency in the world is looking for you.”

“I know.”

“If you are recognized, I won’t be able to help you out of this country.”

“I know.”

“You need to keep moving.”

“I have a place in mind. But you’re not going to like it.”

“If you say that shitty cabin in Northern Thailand…”

“I won’t say it.”

“But it is that place. Fuck man! That place has no connection to the outer world! No internet. The nearest village is 10K away…” Marc took a deep breath, “But it is the safest place for you right now.”

“When can you arrange a flight?”

“Let me talk to my contacts. I’ll have a plan by tomorrow.”

Melanie could guess from the knocking who was on the other side of the door. She smiled brightly at the grumpy face that met her.

“Good morning, Walter,” she chimed happily.

“Morning, where’s my brother?” He grunted.

“Answering a phone call. Coffee?”

“Yes, black, no sugar.”

Melanie poured the dark liquid into a mug and handed it to him. Lucas walked out of his bedroom with a grim look on his face.

“Luc, what’s wrong?”

“That was Aiden. The bounty on August’s head has doubled. It’s up to two hundred million now, and they want him dead.”

Lucas plopped down on the sofa and ran his good hand over his beard.

“Then we better get started on finding him,” Walter mumbled.

“I don’t even know where to start,” Lucas’ voice sounded hopeless.

“You can start by telling me, when and where you last saw him.”

Walter wrote down the information, Lucas was giving him in a little black notebook that looked brand new.

“My brother, Charlie, works for the FBI, he should be able to help a little with this case.”

“Should I arrange for travel plans for Iraq? That’s where you last saw him,” Melanie inquired. The two bulking men stared at her.

“Don’t think he’s back in the Middle East, Mel. He might have passed through and gone across the border to hide in another country,” Lucas explained.

“Then how are we going to find him?”

“We’d have to speak to the people that know him. His colleagues, his adopted parents, his friends, if he had any, and so forth,” Walter chimed in.

“Alright, then it seems we’re going to Virginia after we’ve talked to your FBI brother.”

Walter and Lucas swallowed their cooled down coffees, they were mimicking each other without knowing it. They held the mugs the same way, on the opposite side of the handle and chugged the black liquid. They would lean their heads back a little to catch the last drops before putting down the empty cup with a loud thud.

Melanie was amazed by the two men, who looked so much like each other, but at the same time looked so different. One with long curly hair, the other with a military styled buzz cut. They both looked intimidating as hell, and Melanie prayed she’d never get interrogated by those two brothers.

Walter led them towards his truck. The drive took almost an hour before he parked at what looked like an abandoned warehouse.

Melanie felt Lucas tensing up next to her. He made sure to walk in front of her. She knew it was to protect her, but at the same time, she was annoyed, because he knew that she knew how to bring a man to his knees, in more ways than one.

Walter opened the steel door. He motioned with his head to follow him.

Inside looked to be a normal old warehouse with an abundant number of wooden crates. The smell of the room was awful. The waft of rotting fish and mould mixed together in the worst way possible hit Melanie’s nostrils. She nearly gagged at the odious place.

A door opened across the room, lighting up the dark room.

“Good to see you out of the police station for once, little brother,” the man said with a smile. He wrapped Walter into his arms. Melanie noticed that Walter didn’t wholeheartedly return the hug. Charlie Marshall was taller than his adoptive brother, but not as broad and muscular. His blonde hair was cut short at the sides and longer at the top. His deep ocean eyes were dancing with mischief until he locked eyes with Melanie. The smile disappeared from his lips and was replaced with a more curious look.

“Charlie, this is my brother, Lucas, and his sister, Melanie,” Walter introduced them. Charlie walked around his brother and greeted Lucas with a firm handshake, while he kissed the back of Melanie’s hand.

“Pleasure to meet you both. Walt told me about you last night, come in and I’ll show you what I’ve found so far.”

Lucas was burning holes into Charlie’s skull. Having not liked him kissing his sister’s hand. Melanie was elated to be shown a little attention.

“Charlie, back off. She’s not here for you,” Walter grumbled and walked into the tiny office space. A black-haired woman was sitting in front of multiple screens, tapping on the keyboard in front of her at lightning speed.

“This is Raven, she’s a hacker and technology expert. We’re doing this behind the scenes because we want to find your lost brother as soon as possible,” Charlie explained.

Raven didn’t look up but grumbled a greeting of some sort.

“How are we going to find August?” Lucas asked.

“With this,” Raven motioned to the screens. The monitors filled out a picture of the earth moving. A picture of August sitting on the top left.

“What does it do?” Melanie asked.

“It’s using all the cell phones with cameras to find him, kinda like God’s Eye from Fast and Furious.”

“Is this legal?”

“Not at all. That’s why we’re here, hiding from the rest of the world. This is only used during emergencies, and I consider this an emergency.”

“Found him yet?” Lucas grunted. He stood behind Melanie with a rank back and stern look. Walter stood almost in the same stance next to him, except he had his arms folded across his chest.

“Last time he was seen, was in an unused airport hangar in Northern Italy last night. He could have travelled anywhere since then,” Charlie said.

“How long?” Walter muttered.

“Hours, days, weeks. I don’t know, he’s really good at hiding,” Raven threw her arms in the air.

“Then there’s nothing to do but go to Virginia. Call us, when you have something, and thank you, Raven, for helping us,” Melanie sent the pale woman a soft smile and went to walk out the tiny room. Lucas, Walter and Charlie followed her to the truck.

“Thank you, for your help so far,” Lucas told Charlie and held out his good hand.

“If I had a lost brother, I’d do anything to find him too.”

Charlie winked at Melanie and walked back into the building. Walter drove the two back to the hotel in silence. Everyone was grumbling over their own things.

“Thanks for your help, Walter,” Melanie cut through the silence when he parked.

“I’m coming with you to Virginia,” Walter told them.

“What about your daughter?” Lucas asked.

“She said, and I quote: ‘You either find your long-lost brother and bring him home, or I’ll be the worst rebellious teenager that’s ever existed in the history of police-dads.’”

“Three tickets to Virginia, coming right up,” Melanie smiled.

The plane ride was fast and short. They landed, got their luggage, found the rented car and drove to the hotel. Another huge suite with three bedrooms. At first, Lucas wanted three separate bedrooms next to each other, but Melanie had stubbornly told him off that he needed her help with his broken arm. Walter didn’t have a say in anything as Melanie shut him up with a fiery glare.

They ventured out towards the house where the lost brother had grown up. The house looked like it needed a loving hand with the front garden, and the paint on the front door was slowly peeling off in large spots.

Walter rang the bell and knocked loudly. They heard a commotion inside before the door was opened. A short woman with greying hair stood in front of them. Her eyes widened and tears formed at the corners.

“August? Is that you?”

#Henry Cavill #This man #I need a drink #Lost Boys #Series #Triplets #August Walker #Walter Marshall #Captain Syverson #My story #Fanfiction #henry cavill fanfic

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hellguarded-a · 4 years ago

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Morning Anon!! It's been a while, but I see you're feeling a bit down and definitely you deserve praise and admiration!! I've been reading all your cute hc's about Ignis and he's very cute and very inspiring. Tell us about how you came up with such a good concept!? One day I'll stop being shy and intimidated, and approach you for writing! Until then, know that I really enjoy you and your content and art on my dash! Please keep up the good work, you're doing wonderful!

ahah oh well i think that’s a little exaggeration but uhhHH sure history of this character go--

THREE YEARS AGO. slowly creeping up on four, some fandom drama made me go fandomless, although i felt absolutely idea-less at the time and felt like i couldn’t really come up with a brand-new concept from the scratch, so i actually went through an extensive list of mythological monsters n was like... what do i want to write... because i was dead-set on writing a monster boy like the disappointment that i am

so i wanted something... not just a species, but some specific creature from mythology and settled on cerberus. so that’s what i originally wrote. same url and everything. was more fitting back then i think, but its still alright and i’m attached to it. especially when i later saw someone using the url hellgvarded so i was like hehe i did it first

so, cerberus, right. meaning i wanted to do something funky with some sort of split personality thing given the three heads n such. well i... couldn’t do it? but partially i blame the fact that i couldn’t really connect with his muse in general, nor the world i put him in. my plotting / shipping partner at the time didn’t really help that much. it was very dull, set in a more cyberpunk-ish setting as compared to a modern parallel to today’s world as his canon is now, he was even supposed to have some cybernetic implants and such, not that i ever decided on those. admittedly, that part then fuelled shinjou’s focus on that, but i digress. his human alias was still ignis, his lover at the time was called noctis ( hint hint as to how i drew inspo for his brother lmao but really the name is the only connection because i liked the duality ) and he was still some sort of secret agent / police force thing, although i never decided on how he’s gotten to earth in that incarnation. basically he really had no background or anything to him besides that.

so i abandoned that blog due to my inability to connect, and also partially because i managed to feel so completely overwhelmed on it within two days as it literally exploded. the promo got such immense traction for w/e reason that i had 200 followers within those two days, which sure it stroked my ego a lil but at the same time? well first off, it barely let me settle in and also made me feel awful because i felt like i owed ppl a lot... and i didn’t want to disappoint. so many ppl jumped in on that concept and???? i actually didn’t have any muse for it????? so rip.

so i dipped after that and made the kitsune twins. which stayed with me for another 2-3 years so i’d call that a success. i still off-handedly write them on discord and at least one of them is actually important to ig’s canon. or rather, i eventually revisitted ig to make him a plot device for shinjou. before that, however, he still existed in the back of my mind in a prototype of what the gonchiye is today. the gonchiye actually gave me a platform to revamp a lot of my old muses which i’m actually rly happy about, but. anyway, back then it was a german-based organization called die jagdhunde ( same deal lmao ) but instead of being entirely supernatural based it was a group of humans actually hunting the supernaturals due to supersitions and stuff like that. sometimes they’d capture some of them and force them to work for them, ig being one of those, kalisha being another. it’s what made me lowkey ship them, but in the end ig ended up having a strong male preference so him and lisha are just kinda like bff’s in their current canon. by then, i simply had ig as a regular hellhound rather than being cerberus himself as i wanted him to be mine rather than being a known mythology being, but he had no background nor development beyond the fact that he was always supposed to be a mature, gentlemanly, but somewhat uptight individual with fire and shadow magic and the ability to phasewalk. that’s all i had on him.

but again, i tend to hyperfixate so it didn’t become much more than a simple concept like many others, as i focused on the order of the lotus and the twins’ story. but you know. eventually i reached a stalemate and i had a lot of background for shinzou, but not his brother. so that’s how the gonchiye became to be, being based on an ancient supernatural pit-fighting organization of which jou was once part of. i involved lucius in all that, made him be the big bad, etc etc, and then had jou be bought off by the yakuza so that’s how he was raised. i then really wanted a plot for him of infiltration and betrayal, but instead of making a whole new muse for that, i just took one of my old concepts and used that instead. which was ig.

ig’s muse was also spurred by nata’s ( @hellhunted ) desire to ship him with her falcon splice, which then alone led to further development of the gonchiye and their scientific endeavors. anyway point being i made ig, as part of the gonchiye, infiltrate shinjou’s yakuza to get him assassinated, and the whole plague thing got added in a bit later, but it worked out alright. again, one of my older concepts that i had in the twins’ old canon but wanted to reuse because i didn’t want to drop the idea completely. so that’s how i got more involved in ig’s character, and then i finally lost the twins’ muses completely ( much to my dismay, i miss them ) so i focused on ig? it was surprisingly easy to connect to him afterwards and give him some background, frankly i don’t remember how i made him be a hellhound / fury crossbreed ( i do remember it being nata’s idea but i just don’t remember what prompted it ), but i did purposelly lowkey base him off of cerberus to stay true to his origins. maybe it’s a little on-the-nose to have him be the ‘son of cerberus’ but i’m honestly quite proud of my cerberus hc which makes it very flexible to work with. similiarly, to how cerberus had an older brother called orthrus, i had always wanted ig to have a brother, so he always had a vague concept for one, so nox was around for a hot minute but again. it took me a while to actually do anything concrete with him as a character. originally, they were both hellhounds. now ig is a crossbreed and nox is a pureblood fury.

n really then it was just a matter of writing on discord to get him to where he is now --- i wrote him in private for about a year before bringing him on tumblr, but that’s how he came to be. heavily inspired by the cerberus as we know him, and then adapted to my impending apocalypse canon.

#≥ file 009: INTERCEPTED MESSAGES #≥ file 666: REDACTED #( kdgkjk thanks for the ask it made me feel better at least )#( distracting really ty ty )#( consider this tho; you already survived my follower purge which means i rly enjoy u too so )#( u know )#( wink wonk )#long post /#( lmaooo sorry this got so long but )#( lots of history to this boy i guess )#( you can also see how my thought process goes )#( pff )

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askstorykids-hq · 4 years ago

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Attention students! Two new student have been permitted by their parents to attend Auradon Prep! Please welcome:

Charissa, Daughter of Queen Clarion and Lord Milori!

Charissa’s life before the takeover was what most people would call perfection; as the crown princess of the Hollow, she had been raised in the palace, working on her unique rulership talent magic and learning how to serve her future subjects. Her mother governed her life both literally and figuratively, starting with her wardrobe and ending with the fairies she could hang out with. Clarion was almost akin to a saint and everyone expected her daughter to be just like her someday- so she wanted nothing more than to fulfill that expectation.

Everything changed when Tayen took over. With her mother imprisoned, her father surrendered and a warrant out for the lost princess, Charissa stayed in hiding until she came to Auradon. During the first few weeks, she held out some hope for her former friend, even tried bargaining with her.

If it wasn’t for Lyssa, she wouldn’t have survived. That day, the princess realised that her old life had ended and that if she had any chance of getting at least part of it back, she’d have to destroy her old self as well. She started learning how to use her magic in self defense and with the help of Yalena, managed to get out of the Hollow. Here in Auradon, she hopes to find strong allies and a way to defeat Tayen.

Malia Tate, Ward of Alex Russo and Mason Greyback!

Raised among a nearly-wild werewolf pack, Malia was never taught human social graces. She lived the way of her pack; loyalty above all else, feed and care for the old and sick, protect each other, and never let human emotion get in the way. Being raised in such a way, she was never able to learn how to connect with her feelings, and that caused quite a rift between her pack and her uncle Mason’s side of the family.

After her pack were hunted down and slaughtered by werewolf hunters, Malia was left the lone survivor, and the trauma of the event trapped her in her wolf form. Her grandparents, hoping her behavior would influence their son back towards what they believed was normal werewolf culture, sent her off to America for Mason and Alex to help. She struggled to adjust to the sudden changes, but eventually came around, comfortable enough to accept her parents’ deaths and finally be able to revert back to human form - with the help of her uncle, and her cousin Scott.

Malia was hit hard with culture shock when she was able to begin assimilating into the human world (“I don’t understand, why don’t they want to sniff my hand?”). The struggle to adjust caused her to lash out, becoming more rebellious and worse with her schooling than she already was, and somehow more hated among her peers. Scott tried to help her, to reason with her, but she didn’t understand his human logical reasoning. Human logic was the opposite of wolfish logic. It always had been. How could he have possibly expected her to understand?

But then Scott was sent away. Malia didn’t like it. In her mind, they’d become a second pack to her - family, but stronger, right? The pack did not splinter, it did not falter, it did not separate. She would have to follow Scott, yes, she would. She caused more trouble than usual at school, knowing that eventually Alex and Mason would have no choice but to send her to “Auradon” because they were sick of her.

Impulse and logical reasoning. Sometimes they went pretty well together.

Andrada and Flynn, you have 24 hours to send in your blog URL! The follow notice will be posted as soon as possible! Thank you for applying, and welcome to the group!

#descendants roleplay #descendants rp #disney descendants roleplay #disney descendants rp #disney rp #askstorykidshq #askstorykidshq acceptances

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mikami03iscancelled · 7 years ago

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Callout Post for renai-tsumi/ai-to-tsumi/mikami03/nekomi03

I’m sure everyone who RP’s in the Persona 4 community (ESPECIALLY people who RP Yosuke Hanamura) has seen this person around, and not for necessarily for good reasons, so I’m going to get straight to the point.

This is a callout post for Han, also known as @inabas-prince, ai-to-tsumi, @renai-tsumi, mikami03, and nekomi03.

Update: Han has changed her URL to our-twisted-love.

Update: Han has since moved blogs, so her current URL is unknown. That said, this post will remain up, for those who wish to know what Han has done and why this blog exists.

I don’t like to do callout posts. I really, honestly don’t, since most are designed with a witch hunt in mind. However, this situation with Han has been going on for MONTHS, and clearly, nothing has changed. She hasn’t learned from her mistakes, and even though we did our best to keep the situation as controlled and as private as possible, she has bullied, harassed, and stalked people, MONTHS after they have stated that they want nothing to do with her.

Now, without further ado, let’s get started.

Before I begin, I would like to direct everyone to Mikami’s first callout, since it will provide context to the situation. Here is the tl;dr version:

Han is infamous in the Persona 4 fandom for harassing people, ESPECIALLY those who RP the character Yosuke Hanamura. She is also very infamous for trying to coerce them into ships, pressure them into NSFW roleplays, and will continue to try and contact them even when they have expressed NO interest in doing so. Unfortunately, one Yosuke in the fandom, under the URL kunaiflourish, has received the brunt of her harassment, as shown in the callout post before.

Han showed VERY obsessive behavior that became uncomfortable and flat-out creepy. She practically forced herself on kunaiflourish, and when they FINALLY blocked her, she wasn’t having it. I won’t provide screenshots here, since the callout speaks for itself. She began to send messages to kunaiflourish even MONTHS after they had blocked her, begging them to unblock her, and even wrote walls of text blaming kunaiflourish, saying that if they told her no and “communicated” with her, this never would have happened.

So right off the bat, we have: stalking, victim blaming, and harassment (both sexual and nonsexual) under her belt. She’s also not above trying to get other people involved, since, like in the callout, she tried to contact kunaiflourish’s friends and get answers from them. Talk about obsessive.

Now, I know what you all are thinking. “This happened months ago, why are you bringing all of this up now, months after the situation has seemingly resolved itself?”

There’s a very simple answer to that: Because it hasn’t resolved itself. In fact, it’s worse than ever, because Han has managed to somehow show EVEN CREEPIER behavior than she did before.

This all started when she joined a Persona RP Discord that is run by heartofthemagician (Han has long since been banned from the Discord, in case anyone was wondering) as Nanako Dojima. A few people, including myself and other mods, were already well aware of her reputation, however, we came to a decision to let her stay. Call us naive, but we like to give everyone a fair chance, and didn’t want to ban her from the server right off the bat without reason. She hadn’t done anything to anyone in the server at the time, so we reluctantly let her stay.

Big mistake.

First of all, I am unsure if anyone is aware, but Han has been known to RP incest. Unfortunately, she has long since deleted said RPs (either that, or has made them difficult to find. If anyone can provide this evidence, the submission box is open), however, she DID admit to RPing this content when she was confronted by a server member about it. Instead of trying to deny it, she admitted that she tagged it and asked “Why can’t you blacklist the tag?”

While this in itself is not necessarily bad (I, personally, do not condone incest, but I understand that fiction =/= reality), it is pretty obvious from her reputation alone that she does not understand the boundary between fiction and reality. This was shown the entire time she was in the server: Every chance she got, she was creepily affectionate with our Yu Narukami.

Now, these interactions seem mostly innocent, but they happened VERY frequently. People were already uncomfortable by Han always derailed conversations in the server, talked over people in voice chat, and tried to make everything about her. She was incredibly self centered, and tried to turn every IC interaction towards Nanako.

On top of that, given her history with incest, it only further made the Yu uncomfortable. Han has been known to try and force ships, and seems to have a strange fascination with imouto-type characters. Take this information as you will.

Things went downhill when the Akechi finally confronted her about her behavior, and told her to tone it down a notch. She left for a few days, and when she came back, naturally, the Akechi (who also happens to be my boyfriend) decided to ask if she had reflected on her actions.

This is where the meat of everything begins. Unfortunately, because of Tumblr’s tendency to fuck up images, it would be tedious to upload every single screenshot at once, so I have taken the liberty of placing the conversation into a drop box link, which can be found here. For context, the conversation between “aruru” and “Godess Bestow” is the conversation. The first three caps in the folder take place after the conversation between them. Also, just to be safe, this link does contain mentions of suicide and self harm.

Another tl;dr version:

Han admitted to stalking kunaiflourish and continuing to send them memes and messages on anonymous even 5 months after they had blocked her.

Han admitted that she still plans on getting in touch with kunaiflourish and MAKING them write with her.

Han claims that she is not stalking because “no personal information was involved”.

Han refuses to admit that she is in the wrong, and still blames kunaiflourish, stating that kunai NEVER gave an explanation for why they blocked her.

Han tried to force Aruru into talking to kunaiflourish and other RPers to get them to unblock her.

Han sent anonymous messages to Aruru asking why he blocked her, even though he gave his reasons for blocking her and told her to leave him alone.

Han threatened to commit suicide to me after she tried to get answers from ME after Aruru blocked her. As you can see, it didn’t go over well.

After all of this, you would think that Han would have taken the hint and left Aruru alone, even after he blocked her on Tumblr. Unfortunately, that wasn’t the case at all, and in fact, Aruru had to turn off anonymous after he received this lovely message from Han:

And I’m not the only person who you sent this shit to, either.

Nice job lying about trying to kill yourself and guilt tripping someone who was fucking uninvolved with the situation.

I believe this is all that needs to be said about the situation, and all of these screenshots speak for themselves.

Han, if you’re reading this (though I doubt you will. You won’t listen to anyone unless it’s to sugarcoat you and coddle you, right?):

kunaiflourish DID give you your answer for why they won’t write with you and has EXPLICITLY told you to leave them alone. Aruru has also told you to leave him alone, and yet you continue to message them.

Did you know that you can go to JAIL for this? This is enough evidence to have LEGAL CHARGES pressed against you for STALKING. Here is an entire site about it if you don’t believe me.

You can have a CRIMINAL RECORD, all because you can’t take ‘no’ for an answer. Is that what you want on your hands? A record that could PERMANENTLY ruin your chances at good education and getting a decent job (though, since you’re supposedly 20 years old and still in high school, you did a fine job of doing that on your own), all over ROLE PLAY. All over playing make believe on a blogging website.

Please, for the love of all that is holy, STOP doing this shit. You are not only hurting yourself, but you’re hurting people and only further sullying your reputation. You are making people fear for their wellbeing and actively and KNOWINGLY making people hurt themselves for your own selfish gains. If you are truly as suicidal as you say... Although, I have my doubts, since you’re posting on your blog like everything is all right barely 24 hours after you just threatened suicide,

then please, for the love of god, get some professional help, because you desperately need it. You are going to destroy people’s lives if you keep doing what you do.

REFLECT ON YOUR ACTIONS, AND LEARN FROM YOUR MISTAKES BEFORE YOU DESTROY YOURSELF.

#mikami03 #nekomi03 #ai to tsumi #renai tsumi #callout #persona 4

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babilun · 7 years ago

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“GET TO KNOW ME”

REPOST, DON’T REBLOG

TAGGED BY: @rooskiisms TAGGING: @ibadouji , @liagaa , @cursedjustice , @brynhildrofromantia, @drachenheld, @ardenssolis and anybody else that wants to steal this (steal it let me know who you are so I can feel closer to you i mean wut)

NAME: star NICKNAMES: star, moegil ( though this nickname is old as heck I still react to it) and seiza ( my ign on ffxiv that I react to in my static) GENDER: female STAR SIGN: sagittarius HEIGHT: 5′0″ HEY I’M TINY AND PERFECT ARM REST HEIGHT ( like no joke I am the perfect size to rest your arm upon) TIME: 12:47 pm BIRTHDAY: december 19th FAVOURITE BANDS: it changes everyday FAVOURITE SOLO ARTISTS: don’t talk to me about music SONG STUCK IN MY HEAD: lucretia by growth ( I’M TRASH FOR IDOLS OF ALL KIND) LAST MOVIE I WATCHED: fate kalied prisma 3 snow oath movie.....WAIT NO IT WAS ACTUALLY SWORD ART ONLINE ORDINAL SCALE ( it was a good movie don’t judge) WHEN DID I CREATE MY BLOG: uhhh my first gil blog was back in 2011 and this one was revamp recently in nov LAST THING I GOOGLED: ordinal scale because I can’t spell for shit DO I HAVE ANY OTHER BLOGS: I HAVE SO FUCKING MANY but my main ones are @xnmyoji and @fakebride (follow them me friends ESPECIALLY SEIMEI MY GREMLIN) DO I GET ASKS: sometimes, if rarely WHY I CHOSE MY URL: I WANTED SOMETHING RELATED REALLY CLOSE TO HOME FOR GIL, since I can’t save my swordofrupture url yet (I’M WAITING TUMBLR DO IT), I still like babilun which is just Babylon in Akkadian (actually it’s just babil but it felt short so I went hunting and found babilun which looks more appealing I don’t like short or very long urls BIG SHRUG) FOLLOWING: 170 FOLLOWERS: 207 ( I had more but I blocked personals/spam bots. I don’t really care for the milestone thing but it feels nice to see people like my Gil) AVERAGE HOURS OF SLEEP: 5-6 on weekdays, and on weekends when I go to work it might be 4-5 because uhhhhhh I’m a literal night owl

LUCKY NUMBER: 19, though 6 has been a strong number for me ( but in XIV IT MUST BE 99 FOR MY LOOT) INSTRUMENTS: i used to play the flute in band back in middle school but that’s about it WHAT AM I WEARING: pjs, big tshirt that might as well be a dress and sweatpants DREAM JOB: a neet------nah, i am really interested in being an interior design but i can’t draw backgrounds to save my life but i’m taking my accounting major so maybe once I’m financially stable, I might go for interior designing again DREAM TRIP: JAPAN though I do travel to other places like China, Taiwan and Vietnam. I travel around the States, my recent trip was to LA for Anime Expo with my friends. FAVORITE FOODS: EGGS !!! NATIONALITY: Vietnamese ( I CAN’T READ OR WRITE but I like to believe I speak...ok, can’t hold a very long conversation but it’s strong enough to talk to my grandma and get me by in Vietnam whenever I visit) FAVORITE SONG RIGHT NOW: Breakthrough! by Trickstar ( I LOVE ENSEMBLE STARS TO DEATH BUT DON'T’ TALK TO ME ABOUT RANKING I DIE IN RANKING EVENTS)

#.ooc #.memes

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aubreysmaturin · 7 years ago

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I was tagged by the awesome @okimi79 thanks pal!

Rules: answer 28 questions, tag 20 blogs you would like to know better

Nicknames: Rhos (Ross)

Gender: Female.

Star sign: Cancer

Height: 5.6

Time: 23:16 (i need to be packing right now and resting)

Birthday: 22nd June

Favourite bands: Biffy Clyro (best ever), Nothing But Thieves, Matthew and the Atlas, Alt-J, The Smiths etc

Favourite solo artists: I saw Vance Joy live recently and he was great.

Song stuck in my head: I GET A LITTLE BIT GENGHIS KHAN DONT WANT YOU TO GET IT ON WITH NOBODY ELSE BUT MEEE (damn macdennis)

Last movie I watched: My Own Private Idaho </3

Last show i watched: Its Always Sunny (Charlie Work)

When did i create my blog: I forget...2011 maybe? Anyway too long!

Last thing i googled: letterboxd - rhos’ film diary

Do I have any other blogs: jelly-jolly and aarongoodwln (im trash for the league of gentlemen and ghost adventures ok?? they both went ghost hunting in the old ram inn and i think about it alot ok!!)

Do I get asks: Not many, a few a week maybe..depends how active I am. They;re mostly nice though.

Why I chose my url: listen, i didnt want to change my url but new star trek happened and so did lorca and damn that man

Following: 1,152 (i really need to clean up oh shit)

Followers: 1,761

average hours of sleep: 6 at the moment :/

Lucky number: 2

Instruments: I taught myself guitar but only can achieve simple chords and rhythms

What am I wearing: My PJs

Dream job: Talking and writing about film...working on a film/tv production but mostly been daydreaming how rad it would be to be a comedy actress/writer. If only I was funny.

Dream trip: Around the world, honestly I want to go everywhere. I want to go to the USA right now though. I’m planning a little something for the summer fingers crossed.

Nationality: British.

Favourite song right now: Genghis Khan by Miike Snow, The League of Gentlemen End Credits by Joby Talbot, In your Dreams by Dark, Dark Dark (im currently watching Thirteen and oh shit)

I tag all you want to, honestly like i said i should be packing and cleaning ready for work and then travelling home for christmas yiiiikes)

#thanks !!!#that was fun #procrastinating is gr8

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nipuni · 8 years ago

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A lot of those tag things!

So yesterday I checked my activity feed for the first time in months and found I was tagged in a bunch of things I missed and I’m awful i’m so sorry, so I collected them and here they are for anyone interested in reading a lot of random irrelevant information about me haha thank you so much for tagging me!! I may have missed some tags because my browser was lagging really badly when I tried to load three month old stuff but I tried 😖

tagged by kiirdonel, evora-eriu-mclaggen, ethadahlen, halla-hunts-the-wolf, wintrylamppost, biotic-ii and other people I failed to check, thank you so much for the tags!!

Name: Natalia Starsign: Pisces Height: 152cm / 5′ Last thing you googled: the weather forecast Last book you read: the broken kingdoms if college things don't count Favorite music artists: oh man I don't know, I collect songs I like not artists, I also listen to a lot of chill playlists and game/animation soundtracks Last TV show watched: Brooklyn 99 What are you wearing right now: a long sleeved shirt and underwear, I am freezing but my apartment is a no pants area When did you create this blog: February 2012 What kind of stuff do you post: Mostly my drawings and dragon age things Do you have instagram: I think I made an account long ago but never used it, I probably will at some point Do you have snapchat: same as above! tho I don't think I'll ever use this one Do you have any other blogs: my inspiration blog Hogwarts House: Slytherin Pokemon team: Mystic Do u get asks regularly: yes and I'm terrible at keeping up with them How did you choose your url: I've been using it everywhere for years now Gender: Female Favorite color: burgundy, dark blue, dark cyan, moss green, gold, so many Average hours of sleep: 7-8 Favorite characters: Solas!! -bangs hands on desk repeatedly- How many blankets do you sleep with: a blanket and a comforter in winter, one blanket in summer Dream job: maybe Illustration? concept art for games? visual developement? I'm not sure, I don't like working Following: as in how many people I'm following? 1450 my dash is wild Random: I guess this is for a random fact about myself? my dream is to travel the world

Birthday: March 15th Relationship Status: taken Pets: A siberian cat named Anya Wake-up Time: 6am to 9am during the week, unholy hours during the weekends Love or Lust: Love Favorite Food: I love sea food in general, spicy food, sushi, mexican food, i'm hungry Met a Celebrity?: just passed by some local ones Last Song I Listened to: the jeweler’s hand First Kiss: some stranger in a club Tall or Short: me? I'm super short

What colour and style is your hair? light auburn wavy and somehwere between my jaw and shoulders in lenght, my hair is naturally brown however What colour are your eyes? green Do you wear glasses? no, tho I do have reading glasses I use at times when my eyes are tired Do you wear braces? no, I probably should What is your fashion sense? to wear myself? because it varies when it comes to others hah, muted colors, usually baggy on top and tight/short bottom, a lot of sweaters over shirts and turtlenecks, high heels and boots for winter, round flats in summer, whatever I draw Nalia in haha Do you have any siblings? no What kinda student were/are you? a nightmare, I went through school and college not studying until maybe the day before the exam, no homework done, probably asleep in morning classes, I'm still lazy as hell What is/was your favourite subject? chemistry at school, all the humanities at college, right now it is painting class Favourite TV shows? I don't watch many shows honestly, just a bunch of documentaries while I'm having dinner Favourite books? all that sweet sweet fantasy/sci-fi romance Favourite pastime? art and games Any regrets? of course but i'm happy with my life right now Do you want to get married? sure, the only reason I'm not is economical hah Do you want kids? How many? yes, I would like one but not yet How many countries have you visited? three, lived in two, I'm planning to change that this year, I'm saving up! What’s the scariest dream you’ve ever had? that is awfully personal so i'll pass on this one, but I love my good dreams, they are surreal unpredictable adventures and have cool aesthetics!

Coke or Pepsi: coke? I dont like either really, I'm not into carbonated drinks at all Disney or Dreamworks: I like Disney reinassance movies and a few others, but my favourite movie is Prince of Egypt so asdkhawjh Coffee or tea: I drink a lot of both but I will say tea because I can have it whenever Books or movies: I don't watch a lot of movies so i'll go with books, but I like both Windows or Mac: windows DC or Marvel: I don't care much for either Xbox or PlayStation: playstation Dragon Age or Mass Effect: Dragon age!! I haven't played much ME so I'm super biased but yeah Night owl or early riser: Night owl, when I have nothing to do in the morning for 2 days in a row my schedule goes to hell immediately Cards or chess: chess, I don't know any card games but learned chess as a kid Chocolate or vanilla: chocolate Lavellan, Trevelyan, Cadash or Adaar: Lavellan! Fluff or Angst: both together!! they need each other Inqusitor, Hawke or Warden? Inquisitor! Soup or pasta? pasta Manga or comics: manga Single player or MMO/Co-op?: OH crap, I like both for different reasons. I'll say single player, playing games with Ras and friends is great but I really hate a lot of the gaming communities so single player wins Cats or dogs: cats, tho I love both Sweet or salty?: both? I'm doing this meme wrong I know Paragon or Renegade: Paragon First person or third?: Third Time Travel or Invisibility? Time Travel Animation or Live action?: Animation Melee or Ranged Fighting Style?: Ranged Pineapple on Pizza or Fries dipped in ice cream?: oh man what, pineapple on pizza i guess, the second one sounds awful Tattoos or Piercings?: they are both nice Keyboard and mouse or gamepad?: Keyboard and mouse Pop or rock music?: both have good songs, it depends on the mood Beach or forest: both are good! this is hard, i’ll go with Beach Clear Skies or Rain: Clear skies, i like rain but not when it is on me or my stuff, it also makes days feel slow and sad sometimes Cooking or eating out: eating out, Ras is a great cook tho! Spicy food or mild food: very spicy Would you rather forever be a little too cold or a little too hot: a little too cold

phew that was a lot!! thanks for the tags again!! I’m so sorry for the long post if the read more doesn’t work

#I don't know what to tag these things #nips replies

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wandchoosesthewizard · 7 years ago

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(Sorry if this has been asked already) But what character was the inspiration for your blog? And who's the last one you made and what made you want to make them?

(it’s not been, and even if it had, you needn’t be sorry).

So It’s probably worth saying I have been roleplaying a long ass time, and when I don’t remember much of what came before fandom RP, but from somewhere near the start, I’ve been doing Harry Potter RP - so some of the muses you see here predate my tumblr RP experience.

I have, however, done Narcissa (and maybe Snape?) on tumblr before, either as indie RP accounts or as part of RP communities. I did also, near the start of my tumblr rp career have a multimuse for Snape, Narcissa and Helga. I’m afraid I couldn’t tell you the URL if I tried. The community wasn’t very expansive back then - It was way before FB - and post DH2. So there were no new books, no new movies and it was taking its toll. Also, I was a multimuse, I was probably new to tumblr at the time yadda yadda yadda - so I stuck to my DC muses, bc the community was thriving.

Then.

Fantastic Beasts happened and omg. I was plunged back into pottermania. This was my first post, I was in love with Credence and this blog was, maybe, for all of one weekend going to be a Credence Barebone blog (I think my url was something like thebarebonesofcredence) and then - because I was full on going insane - I was like, omg. Remember when I wrote Snape? And Narcissa? And Peter? And when I wanted to do a Death Eater / Slytherin group RP and write Blaise’s mum?? And my OCs!!! And I was like - Okay. I know I’m going to fail at running two blogs at once (and, I still do - invariably if I am here I ignore my Harley @harharhxrley - and if I’m there, here gets ignored) - so there’s no point me making… loads of blogs, and making themes and putting in the effort to just ignore them…

So I spoke to like, two or three people, I think @sithofren @goddamnmuses and maybe @shrinemade to be like ??? Multimuse? Good idea? Bad idea? I want to bring all my babies back to life but will people be like ‘meh’?? Luckily, they encouraged me - and so I was like, all right then! And I went through all the old muses I had and what info I still had left for them from when I used to do like, proboards RPs and have profiles saved into word for them or w/e.

So - yeah. I made a multimuse, and luckily there are lots of other HP multimuses out there to love on me and it’s only seemed to deter a few people - and maybe that’s just because I suck, not bc I’m a multimuse?? IDK.

Last muse to get added was about two weeks ago when I added Patrick, Percival and Gellert. I added them in a three bc of the Aesthetic for my muse page and verse page. Percy was the last one finished. Gellert was bc I kept on using him as an NPC in threads and he was crawling into my headspace and setting up shop, Patrick was because I wanted to get him down on paper (or screen, I guess) and refine him and Percival was bc I basically went on a rampant hunt to follow all the Graves’ blogs on this site (honestly, if you RP Percival Graves and I am not following you, please make me aware as it is a travesty) and I’d been thinking about adding him for a very long time (all the pictures I reblogged for Credence’s infatuation tag were also tagged ‘;perce’ so I could find them later in order to change them when I made him into a muse) and I was like - what if instead of just, following every single one ever, I make my own??? And that’s what happened : D

#anonymous #under the cut bc #brevity is not a skill in my roster #⌜💬⌟I’d like ter see a great muggle like you stop him || OOC⌜✒️⌟

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Blood Bond - Chapter 9

Word Count: 1018

Warnings: Mild language, angst

Characters: Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester, Moira Stewart, Ainsleigh Stewart, Rowena, Crowley, Cas, Mary Winchester

Pairing: Sam Winchester x Ainsleigh Stewart, Dean Winchester x Moira Stewart

Summary: A blood bond oath must be honored or there will be consequences for each generation until the bond is fulfilled. With each generation that passes, the bond requires more. How much will each family have to give before the bond is satisfied? Is it too late to break the curse after more than 300 years?

A/N: This was co-written with the amazingly talented and twisted, my Angel of Angst, @chelsea072498. We are beyond excited to bring you this story. We hope you love it as much as we do! We will be alternating posting each chapter and will be posting Sundays and Wednesdays unless life gets in the way! An enormous thank you and a large bottle of wine is owed to the best beta EVER @just-another-busy-fangirl. Laura, thank you for your patience and keeping us on track!

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The Bunker, Lebanon, Kansas ~ Spring 2017

The next few weeks flew by in a blur. Moira moved into Dean’s room a couple days after the wedding, deciding they were going to try this thing. The two of them also took on a few easy cases, wanting to give the newlyweds some time to themselves.

The bed shifting woke Moira as she turned and looked at the clock. “What on earth are you doing up so early?”

“I really couldn’t sleep, so I thought I would get an early start and give our girls some TLC today. You wanna join me?” Dean asked as he pulled on a pair of jeans and started lacing up his boots.

“I will later, but I want coffee and a shower first,” Moira groaned as she rolled over.

“Okay, coffee is already on. I will see you later then Sweetheart.” Dean placed a kiss to her forehead before heading out to the garage.

Moira knew Dean hadn’t sleep well, because she hadn’t slept at all. She didn’t want to worry Dean, so she stayed as still as she could, pretending to be asleep. She watched the minutes tick by until she knew Dean would be under the hood of one of the cars and she bolted out of bed, throwing on Dean’s dead guy robe before rushing down the hall to the room Ainsleigh and Sam shared and threw open the door. Thankfully, it was still early and Sam would be out on his morning run.

“Leigh! Wake up!” Moira practically shouted in her sister’s ear as she jumped on the bed to rouse her.

“What in God’s name do you want, Moira?!” Ainsleigh hit her with a pillow.

“I have a small problem. I’m late,” Moira told her sister.

“Moira, we don’t have a case so you aren’t late for anyth…” Ainsleigh’s eyes went wide and her hand covered her mouth.

“I know!” Moira pulled her sister from the bed and began throwing clothes at her. As soon as she was mostly dressed, Moira pulled her down the hall to her old room, which thankfully, had a private toilet.

She pulled the brown paper bag from behind the commode and dumped the contents into the sink.

“Geesh! You think you got enough?” Ainsleigh looked over the seven different pregnancy tests her sister had purchased.

“Gotta make sure I do it right.” Moira shrugged and ripped open two of the boxes. After carefully reading the instructions, she relieved herself on each of the sticks, then placed them face down on the counter.

“Okay, my turn I guess,” Ainsleigh chirped.

“Leigh, the doctors told you that it’s not possible,” Moira eyed her sister.

“Well, I haven’t being feeling that great and we always kept each other regular, and well, I am late too. I don’t know what to make of it, Moira.” She repeated the same steps as her sister and they waited.

Ainsleigh thought back to the night the doctors gave her the news.

Cedar Rapids, Iowa ~ Spring 2010

“Ms. Stewart, we are terribly sorry to tell you this, but due the extent of your injuries and the scar tissue left behind, you won’t be able to conceive a child,” The doctor informed her coldly and left her and her sister to absorb the information privately.

The Bunker, Lebanon, Kansas ~ Spring 2017

The clock on her phone counted down the minutes as she recalled sharing the devastating news with Sam.

Whitefish, Montana ~ Summer 2011

“Hey Babe, do we need condoms?” Sam yelled across the room to Ainsleigh as he made a list of supplies they needed.

“No, Sam, we don’t ever need condoms.” Ainsleigh voice was too quiet and she brushed a tear away as she turned her back to Sam.

His longs legs took him to her almost instantly and he wrapped his long arms around her pulling her to him. “What’s wrong, Leigh?”

“Um, I have something I need to tell you Sam. We should probably sit down.” Ainsleigh pulled away from him and they sat down on the ratty old sofa.

“Last year, we had a bad hunt, really bad. It went sideways too fast and we had to get out of there before the job was done. I ended up in the hospital, requiring surgery.” Ainsleigh took another deep breath and held her hand out when Sam opened his mouth to speak.

“The case was wrong from the get-go, but we didn’t see it until it was too late. I was thrown into a wall at a construction site by the vamp and was impaled by a length of rebar. It pierced my abdomen and in the process, my uterus, along with one ovary. The surgeons did what they could to repair the damage, but it was extensive and left too much scar tissue. Sam, I won’t ever be able to conceive a child. I will never get to carry our child.” Ainsleigh finally let the floodgates open after more than a year of holding it in.

“I am so sorry you had to go through that, Baby. It’s not your fault. Did you think I would somehow love you less because you can’t conceive? Never, I love you for you, Leigh. Don’t you ever doubt that.” Sam wrapped her in his arms, comforting her as much as he could.

The Bunker, Lebanon, Kansas ~ Spring 2017

The buzzer sounded on her phone and Ainsleigh reached out to silence it. She held her sister’s hand and they breathed out “together” as they picked up the sticks.

“I guess Moira MacLeod’s blood oath will finally be fulfilled.” Ainsleigh hypothesized as she observed her sister.

“How the fuck do you propose I deliver this bit of news to Dean?!” Moira shrieked in the small space.

“How I am supposed to know? I just got married and the doctors told me I couldn’t ever have kids. God! Sam and I haven’t even used protection since Dean was in Purgatory!” Ainsleigh and Moira held each as they sat on the cold tile floor, each trying to come up with a plan.

Chapter 10

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bitchfromtheseventhhell · 8 years ago

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tagged in some memes

Tagging anyone who wants to do any of these memes!

I - tagged by @gendryxaryatrash

-> What made you sign up to Tumblr? I used to get into gif wars with my college roommates so I needed to be able to gather.

-> What did your blog start off as being? My old blog used to be a hodgepodge of stuff I liked. When I rebuilt I put all ASOIAF content on this sideblog and my main is still a hodgepodge of stuff I like minus ASOIAF.

-> Have you ever received any creepy asks, and if so, what did they say? Not really.

-> Have you ever had a bad experience on tumblr? Yes, several, but I try not to dwell on it because at this point it was years ago and letting it still take up a lot of my thoughts is not worth it.

-> If you had to pick a favourite English monarch, who would you pick? ...I’m not sure I care enough. I guess Elizabeth I because she is one I kinda know things about?

-> Do you prefer hot or cold? Cold

-> Do you have a special skill or talent? Writing. I’m a decent singer. I can whistle through my teeth in a nonstandard whistly way.

-> Do you have a phobia of anything? Heights.

-> If you had to pick a favourite real life villain from history, who would you pick? Honestly most of the evils I see in the world are usually perpetrated by more than one person/not a person at all, so I’m not sure I know how to answer this. Like individuals who do bad is less fascinating than societal ills and how they are enabled if that makes sense.

-> Do you have any dark traits? Probably. Don’t we all?

-> If you could do anything, literally anything, like fly on a unicorn or something, what would it be? Apparating.

-> What is the scale of the worst argument you’ve ever had? IDK. I like debating, so I wouldn’t call arguments a bad thing. Fights can be brutal but fights and arguments aren’t the same in my brain.

-> What is your favourite slush flavour? I don’t think I’ve eaten enough of this to know.

-> If you could bring back any food or drink from your childhood that has been discontinued, what would it be? IDK what they’re called, but there was a strawberry candy I ate a lot that came in a tin and I can’t find it anywhere now D:

-> What is your favourite and most vivid childhood memory? When my dad was driving me and my brother in the rain and we rolled the windows down and stuck our heads out the window and my dad would drive into puddles to splash us.

-> If you could bring anyone back from the dead who would it be? Max or Rachel.

-> If you could go back to any time period and live there for a week, which period would it be and why? Nah. I have no desire to live in the past. I’d rather think about a future in which things are better than they’ve been in the past.

-> If you could visit any abandoned place to take pictures, where would it be? Not really sure. I hope it’s mountainous though.

-> Do you have any particular, peculiar interests? Bulgarian folk music counts probably

-> Do you have a creepy/scary experience that has happened to you, and what was it? Not really

-> Do you like/read creepypasta stories? If so, what’s your favourite story? Not really sure what defines creepypasta tbh.

-> If you were in the Wars of the Roses, would you be a Lancastrian, or a Yorkist? I....am not enough of an Anglophile when it comes to history to care. It’s all fun to watch on TV but I can’t think about it without my historian cap on my head and I just don’t really have enough knowledge to pick a side here.

-> What is your recurring nightmare? I don’t have recurring dreams.

-> Have you ever had a lucid dream? I think so? I’ve at least had a dream where I keep trying to wake up and then wake up but it’s still a dream and then I realize it’s a dream and try to wake up. It was really jarring.

-> If you could go to another planet, which would it be? Mars would be cool. I feel like Venus would be too warm for me.

->What is your religion, if any? I’m Jewish.

-> Have you ever got so drunk, that you did something really embarrassing, and if so, what did you do? I once vomited in one of the main auditoriums at my college during a drunken halloween concert. I became that which I scorned my freshman year.

-> Mike, Dustin, Lucas, or Will? Who??

-> Do you like Marina and the Diamonds? I’ve not aware of who/what this is.

-> Charli XCX? Ditto

-> Tag a blog that you’ve seen, and you love their posts, but have never told them, and would like to talk to them. Oof I’m not sure. I’m slow to follow people, so usually when I do it’s because I feel comfortable talking to them already--or would feel comfortable just being like “Hi I wanna talk to you.”

-> Pick one thing you like/love from the 80s. Hopscotch

-> What year were you born, and name something cool from that year. 1991 - The Fall of the Soviet Union

-> What was your blog name originally? (If you had another blog name) I went by @crossingwinter for a long time because that’s my ao3 handle (I now use it as a fic archive and reblog all my fics over there) on my old main blog. This sideblog used to be @thegoldofwinterfell after I did my rebuild.

-> Do you follow any blogs that you know the user in real life? Yes. Quite a few, actually. Thank fuck I moved most of my fandom participation over here because they don’t see it haha.

-> If you are in the ST fandom, which is your favourite song off the ST soundtrack? No.

-> Finally, give your opinion on the person who tagged you! ✨ @gendryxaryatrash is always so supportive and honestly sometimes I feel like I am spitting things into a void so I’m really grateful to have you as someone who’s always enjoying the things I make since that’s why I make it :D

II - tagged by @savannsahstark

Nickname: Some folks have called me Ceels, but it’s not that frequent.

Zodiac sign: Cancer

Height: 5'5″

Gender: female

Time right now: 11:35 a.m.

Last thing I googled: Double checking that the Soviet Union did in fact dissolve in 1991 (I get it confused with 1989 and the Berlin wall sometimes) (I’m an embarrasment to all historians who’ve studied communism :shame:)

Favourite music artist(s): the Bulgarian State Women’s Vocal Ensemble, Kitka, Jamila Woods, Chance the Rapper, undoubtedly more i can’t think of right now.

Song stuck in my head: This god help me

Last movie I watched: Sense and Sensibility

What are you wearing right now: an old Red Sox t-shirt that definitely is my brother’s and not mine but was in my drawer of clothes in NY so

Last TV show I watched: ....I can’t remember. The Good Place maybe?

What do you post: ASOIAF over here. GOT but more...curatedly.

Hogwarts House: Hufflepuff/Gryffindor

Pokémon team: Valor

Why did you choose your URL: "Not me," the Lady of Barrowton confessed, "but the rest, yes. Old Whoresbane is only here because the Freys hold the Greatjon captive. And do you imagine the Hornwood men have forgotten the Bastard's last marriage, and how his lady wife was left to starve, chewing her own fingers? What do you think passes through their heads when they hear the new bride weeping? Valiant Ned's precious little girl."

When you created this blog: 2015

Do you get asks regularly: I find that it’s either floodgates or nothing. probably because a lot of anons pile on about my responses to other anons. I think also not necessarily taking anon fic prompts slows stuff down too.

Do you have any other blogs: this question is a fucking callout is what it is.

Religious or Spiritual: Oh boy I won’t bore you all with my Thoughts about my relationship with music and Judiasm and constantly interrogating what both mean to my life.

Favourite colour: Purple

Average hours of sleep: I aim for 8. My fitbit shows that it’s more flexible than that.

Lucky number: Not sure.

Favourite character(s): Donna Moss, Leia Organa, Sansa Stark, Arya Stark (lol Sav I’m just keeping yours because Accurate)

Following: 419. Most of those are inactive.

How many blankets do you sleep with: My comforter

Dream job: Writer. I’m feeling pretty fulfilled doing some inclusion stuff at my current job though so that’s nice.

III - tagged by @baratheons

Relationship Status: Single and hunting

Lipstick or Chapstick: Chapstick

Last Song I Listened to: “Go” by the Civil Wars

Last Movie I Watched: Sense & Sensibility

Top Three Characters: Arya, Sansa, Bran. It varies from day to day what the order is.

Top Three Ships: Arya x Gendry, SanSan, and lately Jon x Dany, but I’d say that third slot revolves a lot based on my mood. The first two have been pretty solidly there for years and are unlikely to change any time soon.

#about me meme

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