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humanthatishuman · 2 months ago

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intro post (finally!!)

Which one is me in these three photos? i bet youll never guess (I just wanted an excuse to put crows in here tbh)

Social battery: 6.4%

Info abt me:

Name: I go by Nyx online but I do accept random nicknames (just don't be weird)

Pronouns: She/they/it/any but if you call me by anything except she/her I get gender euphoria

Sexual orientation: Pansexual/panromantic (maybe demi but idk) also prob on the ace spec somewhere??

more info abt my identity

Birthday: July 13th

Mbti: enfp-t

Enneagram: 9w1

Time zone: PST

Kin list (in no particular order): Dipper Pines (gravity falls), Tadashi Yamaguchi (haikyuu), Sigma (bsd), Atsushi Nakajima (bsd), 15!Chuuya Nakahara (bsd)

In italics: I only kinda kin them

My interests:

(i probs forgot some tbh)

☆☆ = This is a current hyperfixation of mine, take that as you will ☆ = I have read/played/watched this and LOVE it, I will hopefully remember details accurately and have engaging conversations abt them 》 = This is a past hyperfixation, so I might be a little rusty on the details ◇ = I'm only kinda/starting to get into this so convos w/ me abt them may be crappy :/

Hashtags:

Yapping abt anything (almost anytime i post tbh): stfu nyx

Writing (fanfics, og novels, etc): words r hard

Any projects (art, writing, etc): gimme motivation

W/ my moots: follow *moot's name* !!

Simping: pan panic 😳

Amazing art: nyx's art gallery

Being indecisive: too many choices, too little brain

Venting: upsetti spaghetti

Rp blogs master list:

bsd:

@blame-the-doll (kyuusaku yumeno or q, canon)

@the-crows-said-hi (taro yashima, oc)

@behindtheclosedcurtain (chiyo uno, oc for the circus of the dead)

BUT I WILL WARN YOU I AM THE MOST INCONSISTENT RP-ER EVER!!! I WILL INTERACT FOR A MINUTE AND THEN DISAPPEAR FOR DAYS :,( IM SO SO SO SO SORRY I CANT SIT MY ASS DOWN AND RP FOR MORE THAN A FEW MINUTES

Credits:

divider credit @cafekitsune

being amazing friends and helping me w/ this intro post: @fyodorsushankaaa + @lilliablog + @virtual-angell (<- for saying they would help but I did this before the tut came out)

(Too many of) those 'this user' things:

i used all of my 30 photos allowed 😔😔😔

#intro post #follow olivia !!#follow lillia !!#follow eden !!#stfu nyx #this is a wip!#I'll be adding to this intro post #so advice + tips are still welcome #(and begged for)

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carb0n-m0n0xid3 · 8 days ago

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New intro! Old intro here!

Hey yall, I'm just an artist and sometimes-writer, I'm a Christian and prolly got AuDHD 🥲

SHOUTOUT TO @theweirdbox123!! MY LIFE SUPPORT, MY POOKIE WOOKIE, SHES SO AWESOME ILY <3

ALSO YOU ARE ALL AWESOME PEOPLE!! FRIENDS AND MOOTS!! FOLLOWERS AND FOLLOWING!! I LOVE YOU ALL!!!

@theweirdbox123! @clownjuiceart! @aodesconcertodomundo! @isthenapoleoncute! @rat-detector! @potatoeperson33! @yyiimmppyy! @fear-is-not-your-future! @d0rky-0utfits! @bamboozled-08orange! @homelessnerd! @bee-with-a-camera! @the-ellia-west! @likeadeadbattery! @water-mellie-seeds! @powerlesshero! @emdabitchass! @macabrecleaver! @boiling-with-rage! @sunflowerrosy!

i got a lot of interests and shit but yeah here they are :]

COOL TEXTS FOR YALL 💪💪💪

pics of my cat :3

Fav characters in red ♡♡ (and for songs in artist section)

★ Shows/Movies i like ig: Over the Garden Wall [GREG], (old) SpongeBob (rip), Gravity Falls [STANLEYYYYY], The Good Doctor [Shaun], Amazing Digital Circus, The Amazing World of Gumball, Amphibia, STEVEN UNIVERSE [Peridot], Centaurworld [Ched], Law and Order Special Victims Units [Detective Benson], Jurassic Park/World movies (mainly the parks tho) [IAN MALCOM], Matilda (original) [Ms. Trenchable], Hamilton [Philip], The Lorax, Forest Gump [forest🧍‍♀️], and LOTS of others I can't remember at the moment ★ Games that are cool: Guts and Blackpowder [BARRY], MineCraft (before all this stuff), Pressure, Undertale, Amanda the Adventurer [wooly :( ], Mouthwashing [daisuke] [and anya :( ], prolly others i forgot ★ Books too??: Boy in the Striped Pajamas [bruno], Animal Farm (i know yall hate it but idc), The Odyssey [Polyphemus], Wings of Fire, uhm that's it? Idk i don't read a lot ★ Artists: Will wood [Cicada days], Miracle Musical, Million Eyes, The Blasting Company, Laufey, Adele, Jack Stauber, C418 [Mice on Venus], Mitski [nobody], Sodikken [misery meat], Super Guitar Bros, Wrong Organ, and others? Yeah ★ OTHER stuff i like: GOD! I LOVE JESUS! Animals, bugs, art, gore, writing, space, dragons, technology, anatomy, Just your typical dumb nerd stuff, color yellow, random shit

My stuff (ocs) ??: [the blue is a link to the tags i put so the art of them is easier to find] Caroline- caroline ma childe Thomas- thomas ma boyy Claire (not mine) - claire bbg <3 Mr. Sappy- mr sappy :3 Princess (not mine)- princess the best clown Cassandra- the teeny weeny clown child Regina and Olive (not mine)- not my red twins Carmen (mouthwashing oc)- (fuck jimbus) Edith- edith throwing gang signs Boris- boris the goat Gustav- single armed bastard

Alt blogs~ @carb-the-autistic mouthwashing rp (cringe) @rat-detector-72 detects rats @the-bastard-named-gustav-erikson g&b rp (nothing yet) @autistic-quotes random quotes (you can submit some!!)

That is all I believe~

HAVE A SUPER DUPER AWESOME SKIBIDTICOUS DAY!!!

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anewdawnwithoutfear · 1 month ago

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Original Date: 03 February, 2024

Visibility: Visible to Everyone

Warnings: Violence, death/murder, cults, manipulation

Notes: Red Text is excerpts from the DeCIRO, indented plain text is excerpts from the RP, all art is by @the-end-and-the-way/@motherfuckinchaos, as are some of the writings})

DeCIRO Catalogue Number: SC-13/101-14/722

Document Type: Step Compilation

Dates Received: ——— through ———2024

Operation Status: Active

Foreword:

Hubris.

The downfall of tyrants.

In days past, our unwavering commitment to the march of progress had moved even the coldest of hearts, resulting in the defection of valuable assets from the council of the tyrant Foundation. Undeterred, our eternal foe reaches out its grasping hand, recapturing the ex-Overseer in body, if not in spirit. It is now jealously guarded in the heart of their polar fortress, prodded and examined for the weakness they think lives in its heart. For the hubris of the tyrant is such that he believes all who disagree with him to be defective.

The Insurgency will not let this affair lie. We shall wrest our leadership from the illegitimate clutches of the Foundation. Witness our show of force as it unfolds under the bright Antarctic skies.

Hereafter I, Delta-5 “The Professor” of Delta Command, document the Steps of the Plan as transcribed by the Engineer of the Chaos Insurgency.

1.STEP 13/101

Transport personnel and equipment to the Insurgency’s roving aircraft carrier in the Weddell Sea. Prepare for strike. All Beta-class operatives and above shall receive one vial of Red Sight, to aid their leadership. All operatives shall be equipped with night vision.

2.STEP 13/122

Site-01 receives a daily resupply airlift via the airstrip at Williams Field, McMurdo Sound. Ensure that the Alpha-class operatives masquerading as US Navy personnel stationed at McMurdo Station receive the parts and instructions necessary to rig the EMP to Site-01’s midnight resupply convoy.

3.STEP 13/249

Site-01’s anti-aircraft system can be knocked out temporarily if the EMP is set off at exactly midnight.

4.STEP 13/255

Once the explosives have gone off, follow shortly with air attack on the containment zone side of the facility to divert attention.

Team B lands via the helipad at the containment zone, and feints an attempted containment breach.

5.STEP 13/398

The target is held underground, on the southwest wing of the -22nd floor of Site-01, a maximum security ward.

6.STEP 13/500

Initiate a temporary systems shutdown through burning a zero day exploit, which will give Team A access to the main facility via the emergency west wing exit. From there, they will have to reach floor -22 through the stairwell in the pitch darkness. Split Team A into squads to silence any Foundation personnel around and near the target ward.

7.STEP 13/893

The Liar will not stay distracted for long. She will descend into the unlit facility and attempt to hunt down any squad she comes across. Beware her speed and strength. You must be prepared to lose several operatives to the wrath of the Liar. Ensure that they slow her down as much as possible, and that their lives are well spent in the distraction.

"Of course, of course," she complies lazily, taking stock of how many are there, "Who are you, anyway?" She doesn't wait for an answer before striking at three of them in rapid succession and flipping backward off the last, landing with her hands in the air mockingly. It happens too fast to take in. One moment, the Alpha operative leader is taking what he thinks is a harmless member of staff hostage- the next, he is being struck with considerable force from some direction. For a brief moment, before the world goes dark, he wonders if they had walked into an ambush- but surely there was no room in the corridor for an ambush. He never finds out. The four untouched operatives stare for a stunned moment at the smirking Liar, and then open fire. "Now, now, let's not be rude~" she chides, leaping away from their fire, though not missing all of it, she grabs one and holds them up, "Now, whyyyy are there these funny little men in my house?" The operative held in the air squirms desperately- reaching for a sidearm, a knife, anything- but finds no purchase. “Who the FUCK are you,” howls one of the untouched operatives, reluctant to fire on their squad mate suspended in the air by the Liar. "I asked first, you are a horrible houseguest! Come on, why don't we guess what I might be," not who, what, though she doubted the significance mattered much here. The operatives glance at each other desperately, way in over their heads. “An escaped skip,” one says, attempting to draw a bead on the Liar. She chuckles, deeply entertained, and tosses the squirming operative aside, "wrong direction, now, let's try again, why are you here?" “For the glory of the Professor,” spits the answering operative, and the remaining three attempt to open fire on the Liar again.

The Liar hurls her human weapon toward the squad taking fire at her. "Oh," she takes in the sight, "Lili! I know you~" A bullet gets her foot, but adrenaline makes it ignorable for the time being. "Care to explain your home invasion?"

Two of the operatives on point are bowled over by the hurled body, and the rest fall back behind the corner, cautious of her advance. Liu does not answer the Liar straight away, but instead motions to the squad that they should fire on her, should she turn the corner. Her speed is yet unknown to them- but from the looks of the other squad, pushing forward to engage her would be a mistake. Then, only does Liu answer her. “Eleven,” he says, “We’re under orders to retake something which you took from the Insurgency.”

The Father of Lies taps her chin, "Hmm, I don't think a single thing here is rightfully yours, actually~" Then, she charges at them, a glint in her eyes that those who knew her would recognize as playtime being well and truly over.

Carnage. The Liar charges the corner faster than the operatives can aim- and consequently their hail of bullets does little. Faster than thought, she is suddenly among them, like a fox in a henhouse, grabbing limbs and tossing bodies, passing through the group, and then doubling back on them from behind, picking them off. Liu feels the wind on his cheek, and a spatter of blood as the Liar passes him. Even with the reflexes granted by Red Sight, he struggles to keep his eye on her- but it is vital that he keep an eye on her, for it is sense data that must fuel the situational awareness that is keeping him alive. Once, he sees her hand, poised to come up, and grab him. He flattens himself against the wall at the last moment and she passes by, her grasping nails gouging the wall. In the wake of her pass, he steadies his weapon and snaps into position to await her return. Not even half a breath later, she might be back.

The Overseer growls when she misses her target. Oh, he is such a special little case, and yet he is like sand, time and again. Fueling herself on the adrenaline and rage, she turns carefully around, and comes rearing up, "Oh, you little bastard." He wants to dance that way? Two can tango, she is determined to get to Liu and rattle her answers out. Unfortunately, rage can be a little blinding, even to her. She ignores too much for her usual taste. Not that she cares.

Liu has had milliseconds to snap into position- dropped to one knee for stability, gun aimed low. It is a gamble, for sure- but from the speed of her last few passes, and the angle at which she turns the corner, his instincts are reasonably certain (with the blessed certainty that Red Sight grants) that he can score a gut shot from this position. The Liar may move faster than the speed of thought in baseline humans, but the speed of thought on Red Sight is a whole other reckoning. It is, however, a gamble, as true prescience does not exist at this dosage. If she changes her angle of approach even slightly, this might be the end-

Luck is a lady tonight, it would seem. Sometimes, the house loses, and this is one such moment. The Liar reels backward when the bullet hits her, screeching in a mixture of confused ire and pain. She tries to power forward for a moment, to get at him, to drag him straight into the underworld that awaited them with her, but the feeling of her viscera threatening to rebel against its usual place inside her body forces her to stop. She wants to make a promise, a nasty, wretched promise, but the pain of not only this wound but every other injury she had sustained comes in a wave all at once, making speech difficult.

Liu is still on one knee, in the middle of the corridor. He could not have moved as fast as her, could not have re-aimed, and so had gambled his life on the decision Red Sight helped him make. The Liar has stopped cold at the corner, still reeling slightly from the force of the bullet. Liu levels his firearm at her. He is not so stupid as to think he can hit her again- another burst of energy could turn him into another broken body on the ground before he can even aim. However, the Liar seems out of fuel for the moment, and not a millisecond too late- he can hear, distantly, the burdened step of a squad carrying someone on a rescue stretcher, moving towards the exit stairwell. “We’re taking it home,” he says, as calmly as he can manage, under the circumstances. “Do not try and stop us.”

The Father of Lies barks a cutting laugh, her breath laboring under the effort required to hold form and try to keep everything stable enough. "Cute," she manages, though if she means Liu's brave face or the fact that the Heretic cared more than previously assumed is impossible to tell. "Not the end," she growls as she backs away, knowing full well she'll need to go to her medical staff very shortly.

8.STEP 14/001

A squad led by a Beta-class operative will reach the designated ward. They will break down the doors, and convince the individual within to follow.

It was as if a dam had burst. This little fucker- Setiawan’s suspicion deepened. “You know, I’m not so sure of that myself…” They looked hard at it, as if searching with enhanced senses for any hint of deception. Red Sight did not read thoughts, however, and Setiawan had no idea of any of its tells. “How long have you been here- months? The Foundation brainwashers must have really worked you over in that time. Of course they did.” They shifted their hand toward their sidearm. “The Professor is a very good man, you know. He really sees the good in everybody, and I do mean everybody.” “Here’s the question everybody’s too nice to ask- did the Foundation at any point manage to convince you?”

It yelped, "Don't bring him up, I know he's upset with me. I didn't want him to be, but--no, convince me of what? Maybe that you weren't coming, sure, but I don't--they aren't--I don't want what they're selling."

“Are you fucking sure.” Setiawan’s voice was cold fury. How it was behaving just- poked at a part of their brain that- that refused to respond with empathy. Covered it in righteous anger instead. Setiawan was good at righteous anger. They drew their sidearm, moving to grab its collar in the same motion. Their voice rose. “Are you fucking sure? Because if at any point you had doubted him, you might just be better off dead.”

"Aš juo neabejojau. Not him. But--if you--your judgment is better." Maybe they were right. Maybe he would be better off without them. Maybes, mights, I thinks, but nothing certain. Did he hate them now? Maybe he did.

“Don’t fucking play with me,” Setiawan raised the gun and pulled its collar roughly. Fury blocked out any sympathy by design. “What the hell does that mean-“ Meanwhile, Kelley was waffling at them, and someone was trying to take the sidearm, but if this little worm wouldn’t cop to it- “Please! Did we come all the way here for nothing? Put the gun down, Dogma, or I swear on his name-“ “It’s always been a little shit, Illumination, it’s still being a little shit. What the fuck did it mean-“ “Put the fucking gun down, Dogma!”

"I'm not doing anything," it insisted, unclear on what its crime was supposed to be this time. The unworthy partner raised its hands to defend itself, as if it could make a lick of difference should they decide to fire.

“Dogma, I swear on his name, if you do this, you’re not fit to lead.” The gun was wrested down. Setiawan stood there, clutching its collar, breathing heavily. Kelley put a hand on Setiawan’s back. “We’ll let the Professor decide if it’s a traitor or not, how about that? He knows best, always.”

It kept its arms raised, just in case. It couldn't rule out that it was in active danger right now. Not after that, though as soon as Kelley spoke, it relaxed. Surely he loved it enough that he would understand everything. It hoped.

Setiawan pulls away harshly, still seething, but not denying Kelley’s logic. With the crisis averted, the operatives seem to relax, and move about the business of securing the stretcher to it. The tallest operative, Wolfskill, hefts it on his back- this will enable the squad to move the target up stairs. They leave the cell, and go back the way they came.

9.STEP 14/104

The temporary systems shutdown will not last for the duration of the exfiltration. Be prepared for lights to be restored, and to engage with security on the way out.

10.STEP 14/429

Team B will not be able to penetrate the containment zone. However, they will have the opportunity to retrieve several documents of interest to the Insurgency. Do not burn all their lives in the distraction; ensure that some return with the secondary prize.

11.STEP 14/455

Extract all surviving operatives as well as the target

#everybody's a hero a lover a fool a villain #custodits #bobby liu #dogma #illumination #professor

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unseenacademic · 10 months ago

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20 questions for fic writers

I was tagged by my dear, talented friend @mihrsuri Thanks, friend! 💜💜💜💜 1. How many works do you have on Ao3? 13 at the moment 😅

2. What's your total Ao3 word count? 28,823

3. What fandoms do you write for? The West Wing.

4. What are your top five fics by kudos? The First Lady - my ongoing fic where I answer the most important question in the world: what was Abbey Bartlet doing during the episodes she didn't appear in?

Josh and the Jackass - what happened right before Governor Bartlet decided to follow Josh to the airport in In the Shadow of Two Gunmen.

Breathe - a post-ep for Dead Irish Writers. Her birthday party is over, and Abbey Bartlet must face the New Hampshire Medical Board.

A Bit Desperate - part three of a series of three-sentence fics about Abbey and Jed in the aftermath of Zoey's kidnapping.

Anything Else I Need to Know - Five times the staff of Bartlet for America interrupted a barbecuing session and one time CJ interrupted a different kind of session. Takes place during the First Bartlet Campaign.

5. Do you respond to comments? Yes, I do. I do my best to respond to every comment I get, as fast as I can. It's a two-way street, we, as fic authors, often complain (and rightly so) about the lack of feedback, the lack of comments and kudos, but we don't respond to comments. As a reader, I am more likely to comment on a fic from an author who's replied to my comments earlier. But I guess I get so few comments that I can easily respond to all of them 🤷‍♀️ and since there are like 7 people who care about what I write, the least I can do is respond to their very kind comments 💜💜

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? I guess it's Anything Else I Need to Know. The ending isn't too angsty by itself, but if you put it into context and you know the overarching plot of first few seasons of TWW, it's definitely angsty. Honorable mentions: With Pomp and Parade & And the Silence Haunts our Bedchamber - they both deal with the aftermath of Zoey's kidnapping.

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? White Christmas. And Something for Us to Remember too also qualifies. You have to read them to know why 😊😉

8. Do you get hate on fics? Luckily, I'm not popular or interesting enough for that 😅

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind? Yes! Oh, all kinds! The worst thing I've ever written came before I started my fanfic writing career (I used to be involved in forum RP, I'm less active there now) and... nope, I'm not going to write about it here. Too cursed. 🙈🙈 If you want to see some sane smut I've written, check out Game On, Boyfriend! I hope I'll write another barbecuing fic soon, so stay tuned.

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written? I don't. But I'd love to see a TWW/NCIS crossover.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen? I hope not.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated? No, but if anyone's interested, go ahead.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before? No, I haven't. The closest thing to co-writing fics was RP-ing which is sort of similar, but not really lol. It might be fun, so if anyone's interested in writing with me, let me know.

14. What's your all time favorite ship? Abbey/Jed! There are many ships I love, but I have to go with my horny nerds.

15. What's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will? There was a WIP I started last year, the first fic I posted, but I ended up deleting it, so it's not very likely that I'll ever finish it.

16. What are your writing strengths? I'm really, really good at research lol! If I'm writing a fic set in the 1960s, I'll make sure that they're eating food, wearing clothes, listening to music etc. that was popular in that period. You won't catch any of my characters wearing historically inaccurate shoes. I'm also really good at digging up random canon details and writing thousands of words around them.

17. What are your writing weaknesses? Plot lmao. I write fics about nothing, it's just banter and nerdiness, with the characters and/or the author showing off 🤣🤣

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic? Hmmm... I don't know, don't think I've ever needed to do it, but I guess it depends on what I want to achieve, I might write it in English and add a dialogue tag like "she said in French" or something.

19. First fandom you wrote for? The first fandom I published a fic for was The Life and Times of Scrooge McDuck, but the first fandom I wrote for was Harry Potter.

20. Favorite fic you've written? Can't choose only one, so have a few of them:

Breathe: Once again, Abbey is reminded how cruel the world can be towards women.

No one asked Jed what he was wearing when he took the censure.

Anything Else I Need to Know: Josh finally opens the door to his room and slumps on his unmade bed.

Next time, he’s going to pay attention. He’s going to pay attention to Mrs. Landingham’s notes on the Governor's schedule. And he’s going to pay attention to Mrs. Landingham’s instructions, so he’ll know what her notes on the Governor’s schedule actually mean. Next time, he’s going to pay attention.

Had Josh been paying attention, he would’ve noticed when the Governor dashed across the hall and up the stairs right after lunch. Had he been paying attention, he would’ve noticed Leo’s smirk that followed the Governor’s departure. Had he been paying attention, perhaps he would’ve noticed the soft, rhythmic squeaking of the bed and muffled gasps and groans coming from the Bartlets’ suite right before he opened the door.

Well, too bad that Josh wasn’t paying attention.

And Something for Us to Remember too: “I take it your conversation with Doug didn’t go well?”

“I spoke slowly and I didn’t use big words, but I couldn’t talk him out of marrying Liz. Maybe I should’ve taken him on a hike. A six-hour hike through Vermont wilderness in the dead of winter would’ve changed his mind.”

“It wasn’t a six-hour anything! I was there, Jed, you were only gone for two hours.”

“You weren’t there, Abigail, you were baking with your mother, while I was fighting for dear life, braving the cold and wolves and bears.” He sighs and adds, “Guess it’s too late to take Doug hiking now and leave him for the bears.”

White Christmas: “’She – New Hampshire – is one of the two best states in the Union. Vermont’s the other’, said Robert Frost, your favorite poet, who also happened to be the poet laureate of Vermont.” Abbey made a dramatic pause and gave Jed a pointed look.

“She’s one of the two best states in the Union. Vermont’s the other.” She continued her performance. “And the two… the two lie like wedges, thick end to thin end and thin end to thick end.”

Jed chuckled.

“Sweet Knees, we’ll lie like wedges, thick end to thin end and thin end to thick end any time you want,” he leered at her, “on our bed, in front of the fireplace, on the kitchen table…” his smirk grew when Abbey’s lips curved into a little smile and her cheeks flushed, “but Robert Frost named his poetry collection New Hampshire, not Vermont.”

“Well, I’m going to write the words ‘Freedom and Unity’ on the pie and you’re going to eat them!”

The First Lady: “Mrs. Landingham withholds food from me,” he complained.

“Because I asked her to.”

“Yeah, cause you don’t want me eating real food like steaks or hamburgers. She won’t let me have a banana.”

“I’m sure you did something to piss her off.” Abbey shrugged.

“Do you two enjoy torturing me?”

“Yes,” she said innocently.

Tagging (no pressure!): @claudiajcregg @onekisstotakewithme @hondagirll @miabicicletta @librarianmouse @holy-ships-x-red-lips

💜💜💜💜💜💜

#20 questions for fic writers #my fic #the west wing #abbey bartlet #mrs doctor abbey first lady doctor #abbey x jed

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k3nnedycurse · 3 months ago

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hello friends! just wanted to toss my hat in the ring and put out some feelers.

i’ll preface this as I’m not looking to replace any current partners, just looking to add some more!

my name is bria, i’m 26, and a dog mom to the cutest pitbull alive! pronouns are she/her. Currently in the EST timeline, living in the land of snow and he best football team. i’ve been roleplaying almost half of my life so i have tons of experience to bring to the table.

preferable to fandoms, which i have a extensive list of, but am quite literally down to do anything.

my list of fandoms off the top of my head would be:

-succession

-game of thrones / hotd

-marvel (would actually die for netflix mcu?)

-law and order svu

-sons of anarchy / mayans

-the west wing

-the blacklist

-formula one

but wait! there’s more! no really, there is. name it and I’m probably in it. i am also very comfortable with anything slice of life, original plot, creating our own verse.

i prefer canon x oc pairings if we're going to do fandom and i am doubling friendly. primarily mxf, but am comfortable doing any type of pairing. my favorite genres would be angst as an former baby emo and fluff, and everyone's favorite.. slow burn. romance is definitely wanted as well!

please be 21. i'm pretty flexible on length but i do tend to hit character limit and get a bit wordy for a lack of better wording.

but that’s all for me! If you are interested, feel free to message me or react to my post!

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noonethatidonthate · 10 days ago

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Toby absentmindedly rubbed at the hair above his ears, turning over the stapled page of the document he was hurriedly reading. If there was one ability that working at the White House acutely honed above all else; it was reading quickly and processing information at twice the speed of a normal person. Outside his office the familiar hum of assistants and aides talking, phones ringing, and the general din of an open office space. The communications director had long been able to tune out the rattle; helped, in part, by the solid oak door that separated him from the rest of the West Wing. At least at the present moment. At knock at his door had him grunting a response, eyes still fixed on the report. "Yes!?"

@indiestarter

#tww rp #the west wing roleplay #the west wing rp #political roleplay #political rp #drama rp #toby ziegler rp #toby ziegler roleplay #open starter #independent rp #indie rp #indie roleplay #open indie rp

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xalatathtm · 5 months ago

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Welcome to xalatathtm , a role-play blog for Xal'atath from world of warcraft

The content of this blog is restricted to 18+ due to the nature of the content and my personal comfort.

My name is André, my pronouns are They / Them, I am 30+ years old.

My light rules are under the cut just don't be a dick and we should be fine -shrug-.

18+ on the blog, I'm an adult and would enjoy writing with adults.

I do not do extensive plotting unless I have known you for a long time. I have had bad experiences with it and would like to avoid it if possible. Truly, this is not to make you (the reader) uncomfortable, but I have had too many bad experiences with plotting beforehand and I don’t want to get invested in something, only to be blocked shortly after the first reply or the thread dies with-in two replies. Or you know, plot with someone for months and then get never spoken to again. It's really annoying and disappointing on my front.

Please tag clowns, anything related to current events, the COVID-19 pandemic and politics that are non-rp related.IE: I love house of cards and the West Wing, but do not like real politics on my dash. I get enough of that at home.However, this is just a general rule of thumb. I don't want to see IRL things on here unless it's non political related.

My name is André, my pronouns are They / Them, I am 31 years old.I am quite ill and sometimes I am not here to do replies or can only do some every few days. Please be patient! I have many blogs and sometimes can switch to them often - Discord is the best place to find me. It’s open to request from any mutual.

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1. Who has been your favorite muse to play?

2. Do you listen to music while you write? If so, what do you like to listen to?

10. Do you like stylized icons and formatted text or do you prefer to keep things simple?

14. What are five of your favorite ships? (In the rp community or otherwise)

15. What sort of muses do you tend to write?

16. Do you like to queue your replies or just post them when you finish?

17. Do you prefer winging it or plotting everything out?

20. If you could tell your muse something, what would it be?

1. Who has been your favorite muse to play?

I think my first-ever legit rp muse was Herbert West (Re-Animator) and once upon a time, I didn’t really have the urge to write other characters (can’t you even imagine ME writing ONE character now, lmao). The first OC I really got into was my dude Gideon Brady, so he was my favourite for years—Then I found my way to Supernatural and Dean Winchester was the most at-home I’d probably ever felt in ANY muse ever to that point. Probably stayed that way until some time in 2023. I’ve created dozens of ocs and even quite a number of canon muses since then, but late last year I started writing Brian (Brain Damage) and Aylmer (Brain Damage) and I became very attached very quickly; around the same time, I decided to explore my under-used oc Derward (created c. 2022) and I find he’s easiest to write at this particular time in my life. I also enjoy playing Wonka a whole lot—because he’s so positive and optimistic—but it’s been brought to my attention that Derward and I share a lot of similarities—Which, I suppose, explains why he's become my default muse these days.

2. Do you listen to music while you write? If so, what do you like to listen to?

Yes, I listen to music about 50% of the time that I write. A lot of 80s pop, rock, and new wave ngl. But there's other kinds I listen to, of course. The rest of the time I watch movies while writing… I know, you’d think it would distract me from the text, but most of the time films get me in that creative zone with any combination of setting, music, story, cast, etc.

10. Do you like stylized icons and formatted text or do you prefer to keep things simple?

To quote Slugworth— “A good chocolate should be SIMPLE. Un-complicated.” I will admit I have a hard time reading/seeing (highly) formatted text. Bold, italics, colours, and certain fonts; those are all find by me. As for stylized icons… What’s even the point? Frankly, it’s lost on me. A visual should be just that. Any image or gif that takes interpretation in order to figure out what’s being presented doesn’t really belong… as it serves no purpose to enrich either the details of the narrative or the muse being portrayed. Granted, this is only my personal opinion. If stylized iconography somehow makes your creative juices flow, fellow writers... go for it. You do you. The rpc should always be an inclusive place.

14. What are five of your favorite ships? (In the rp community or otherwise)

Call me biased or indecisive af, but I hold all my ships dear. Romantic or platonic. I just love all my ships- as well as my shipping partners. Lil' shout out to @cvpidswings, @everyoneismytoy, @smolcuriouskitten, @rawbutprecious, and @frcsttitan. Everybody else I ship with, love you too.

'nother lil' shout to @cursedvessels and @miidnighters—Shimi and Callisto are one of my favourite duos in the rpc atp and I love reading about their joint antics. A canon ship I love is Zed and Addison from Zombies.

15. What sort of muses do you tend to write?

Difficult to say... I don't find myself defining any of my muses by type. If I had to take a guess, I'd say kindhearted people with emotional trauma? Again, IDK.

16. Do you like to queue your replies or just post them when you finish?

I'm a slow writer, so I usually post when I've finished a draft. I already keep people waiting a while for a reply due to my inherent speed, so a regular queue would just make things even slower.

17. Do you prefer winging it or plotting everything out?

It just depends on the situation in the rp; during a lot of threads, I do well with a mix of winging it and plotting. 90% of the time, though, it's winging it. My muses are all control freaks in that they're usually more cooperative when I don't involve myself XD

20. If you could tell your muse something, what would it be?

Derward hasn't felt much love in his life, or support. He isn't the type to give up in any situation, but he probably really needs to hear that he's both wanted and needed. I think little compliments would serve him well, too. Maybe tell him that he's cute or that his hair/clothes are nice. He wouldn't always believe me about his clothes, 'cause he tends to wear tattered stuff throughout his various verses, but... If I could give him a big hug, I would. I'd give him a nice smooch on the cheek, too. Maybe wrap a blanket around his shoulders. That said, he should allow himself to put his burdens down from time to time. He's strong, and he knows this. What he doesn't know, however, is that he CAN be weak. He CAN be vulnerable. I would, hopefully, convince himself to free himself of such pressure. Dude needs a good cry five minutes ago.

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