#If folks want to talk to me about this they are welcome to over dm but I don't debate anons

[sprout-fics]

i saw your reblog about makarov and i 100% agree im excited he’s a great villain but also dreading it all because i know for a fact people are gonna write fluffy cute fanfic for him, i’m fine with people liking the actor who’s gonna play him seen a few things julian is in and he’s really good and seems like a nice guy but like let’s leave it at that?? sorry for the rambling thoughts

Honestly, again, folks can write what they want. I'm not going to stop them, because this is fandom and we can do what we want. I personally will not read it for reasons mentioned prior.

I will confess I have considered writing for Makarov, but nowhere near a romantic context. The idea I had for him which I will probably not pursue is a very winter-soldier type affair where he manipulates the main character after they are MIA from the taskforce. He is meant to be written as manipulative and dangerous, and even after MC is freed he continues to haunt them. Romance is not involved, only emotional manipulation. It's an interesting concept, but I feel a sense of discomfort with the idea of writing it because I'm not particularly prone to dark fics. I'm thinking about maybe incorporating the idea into some Whumptober prompts, and leaving it at that

#idk I've been conflicted about a lot of this stuff recently #I think there's a balance between write and let write #and being acutely aware of the reality that villains are based off of #I've written for Graves and Valeria but I do not for a single second condone what they've done and the things they are based off of #and I try to incorporate into my writing that they are not good people and therefore relationships with them are not healthy due to that #but I know I'm not perfect and I own up to that too #idk I've been thinking about going low on fandom commentary for a bit because I feel like its asking for anon hate #and that stresses me out #If folks want to talk to me about this they are welcome to over dm but I don't debate anons #anyways as always please tag your fics appropriately so people can filter the stuff they don't want

[winndycakes]

I did not wish to make this, I do not wish to bring bad light to others, so I am doing everything I can in this statement to keep it as vague as possible to grant others the same privacy I should have. But because my privacy was not respected I have no choice but to come forward with this.

If you know what I am talking about, then this is my side of things. If you don't know what I am talking about, then please move on.

(Also to note, I realize what day I am posting this on. This is absolutely NOT a joke.)

To preface this. My dad died suddenly Feb 26th. I cannot begin to detail what it feels like to lose him, after I've lost many others, to try and handle my emotions and grief while also handling the logistics of his belongings and estate, all this while having to write this on top of it. If I come across as intense, this is why. 

I was in a discord server when it first opened. I dedicated a lot of time, energy, art and passion to it. I was even a mod at one point but stepped down due to my own reasons. 

While there, we had an anonymous survey posted to gather information from the community about the server, what we could do to improve, what was liked and so on. Instead, some used it as a means to anonymously complain about members. I was a target of these complaints. 

A quick note. This server was made within a community that has suffered MANY hardships due to anons. Keep this in mind.

One of the rules is that if you have a personal grievance with another member, to try to resolve it through DMs before coming to a mod or to even send in a ticket.

I must be clear; I was NEVER DMed by anyone how I made them uncomfortable. Not once. Nor were these complaints directly messaged to the mods. This was all through the survey (I will touch up more on this later).

I and other staff/mods that used to be on the team suggested we remove the anonymity. It's too risky for it to be abused, because as noted earlier, this community has suffered a lot through abuse from anons. This suggestion was ignored.

Now, I suppose I should say what the complaints were about. I was told I made others uncomfortable due to, and I am paraphrasing here; "talking over others, redirecting conversations back to myself and my ocs, and making too many jokes and insults about characters."

I will also say. I am autistic. What was mentioned are signs of someone with autism. My dad was autistic. I do not bring this up to deflect or excuse anything, merely to give further context.

I want to explain a bit of my process when I interact with others, in this case especially pertaining to an online space.

When I am talking with someone, anyone, I try to be as inclusive and welcoming as I can be. Saying hello, how they’re doing, that sort of thing. But a conversation is a two way street. If I don’t get a reply or any sort of means to keep the conversation going, I move on. That’s just… how talking goes. I can get very passionate in talking to folks, especially friends and things in line with my interests. It’s hard for me to notice if folks are uncomfortable in person, online it is impossible to tell. I need people to tell me directly if I am doing something uncomfortable and what it is, and if I can fix it.

My process for ocs is this: I see someone talking about their oc, they say something that reminds me of one of mine, then I share my oc. This is not to direct the conversation to me, but to share in it, it is in conjunction. I want to learn more of yours and I do that best by sharing mine. I cannot know if this isn't what you want if I am not told. And I wasn't.

I like to make jokes about characters, analyze them, critique them. I try to do this in a way that makes it clear this isn't an insult to those who like the character(s). But again, I need to be told directly by someone if I need to stop or tone it down. I would only be told sparingly by folks, and when I would, of course I'd stop, do my best to tone it down. But again, I was rarely told directly by people.

What is being described as my crimes are simply the experience of being autistic.

I cannot control it. I cannot stop it. I try to be as inclusive, warm and welcoming to all I come across. You do not HAVE to like me. But if you don't, just ignore me. You HAVE to learn to ignore people who you just… don't like. You have to learn to ignore pet peeves or to reasonably talk to the person. That's life.

So, when I received the above message, I was furious. I was at my dad’s apartment, cleaning out his stuff, and dealing with some harrowing emotions when I got this. I responded that getting this was extremely poor timing and yes, I was angry. But the one who sent this KNEW my dad died. They had seen me post about it, they acknowledged it, and still decided to message me. Who wouldn’t be angry?

Because of what I had been messaged, and the timing, I had decided to go to the owner of the server. I did not feel like it was appropriate for a mod, any mod, to message me about something that is a personal issue that folks should have messaged me themselves (and again, it is listed in the rules that things SHOULD be talked out privately between members before a mod gets involved), in a time that has been hell on earth for me.

I explained to the server owner what all happened with my feelings on the matter. I said that regardless, I would leave the server, because this was something that no one, absolutely no one, should experience. I requested for anything I contributed to the server to be removed, for I no longer felt comfortable for folks to use my art who could be the very same ones pettily using an anonymous survey to speak ill of me. So I sent my message, waited, and got a response.

I do not have anything against the server owner, but there are a few things that I must address with their response as well, because some are factually incorrect. There is full admittance to the complaints received through the anonymous survey, most recently at that. This goes counter to the rules stated that members should resolve private disputes amongst themselves first. (Again please note the screenshots of the rules.)

While perhaps not all of the mods knew of my dad’s passing, but enough DID that they should have known better. I posted briefly in the server in a slow thread so it could be better seen by people, including the mods. I had posted on tumblr as well. But the claim is no one saw it. 

Again. This is just not true. Look to the above screenshots.

I do not have a screenshot of when I had sent the message initially in the server of my dad’s passing (I apologize for this), but the point being is that people knew. Another member messaged me in DMs to give their condolences. While I am and have been open about his passing, I also tried my best to not talk too much about it in the server as to bring down the mood, and I sought out the server and talked there as a source of comfort. Saying this was not clear to anyone, is false.

Now, I am sorry that I made people uncomfortable, it was never my intention to, and I will take fault in that. That isn’t what I mean to address in all this. The issue is; if people were uncomfortable, they needed to follow the rules and come to me DIRECTLY stating such, NOT give these complaints through an anonymous survey. And that I should NOT have been told during such an awful period. How can I take this at face value when I am not offered the same?

I wish to point out as well, why I kept bringing up the anonymous survey, and to bring back a note I made earlier.

There is a great deal of falsehood in using an anonymous survey to gather information, when this community has experienced a lot of hardship from anons. I have seen many people torn down and even chased out of this community and others because of people hiding behind anon. Creators, fans, and yes members, mods and even the server owner have all been victim to negativity from anons. 

Now, I also must bring attention to this.

This is a screenshot I was sent of another mod posting, after I left. This is ABSOLUTELY NOT OKAY. This is why I feel the need to make this statement. Giving details like this is completely unnecessary, and with this said after I left is unacceptable.

I am sorry to be redundant, but I truly am sorry if I ever did make people uncomfortable. All I wanted to do was to make friends and share in the joy in creating art and characters with others. To share space in a community with something I truly found enjoyable. It’s why I’d get enthusiastic whenever OC’s were brought up and I’d share mine. I also wanted to share joy in the topic of the server, and yes some of that for me IS making jokes about characters or even giving critique.

I am not saying any of this to bad mouth or slander anyone. I say all of this to express my side of things. Someone who is grieving the loss of their dad, and so many others who came before him that are making me remember now because of his passing.

#winndy serious

[obscureother]

🌑 ˚x'˙ intro. . ??

Hello. . !! im new to tumblr, so sorry if wonky things happen while im setting this up. im still trying to figure things out guys-

i lurk on other accounts for general content but im closeted n shy so i made this one to yell about things instead so i don’t expose myself to people i know lolol

if you know or find other profiles i own, i request you not expose it for those reasons before im comfortable to.

so this is just an f/o blog/journaling. . thing. I'm not entirely sure what content will be here, but it will be centered around f/os, self-shipping, and its just to give me a place to yell about the people that live in my/your brain rent-free and know they don’t exist but we pretend they do anyway for comfort reasons and serotonin, dopamine, uhh what other things feel good and ok??

some of it will be for you if I happen to think of something, other times it is for me to explode over my fixation f/os!!

youre also welcome to come yell about your f/os if you just need someone to talk to them about!! dont think i know em?? COME OVER and INTRODUCE THEM. you can come in DMs, asks, or however you want to!! id be happy to know your f/o or listen to you talk about them if no one else will :00

This is a comfort blog to me, so there wont be any room for meanness or intended offenses here. Dont come to me with troublesome things or somehow twist/morph my content into something its not, we're just here to have a cool time with our fictional people, bro. . :((

ok who r you tho:

To be honest, I don’t have a name or something to go by as of posting this, I might get one later or just make a new comment all fancy for the pin. . For now you can just call me whatever you deem good or just go off my blog/username!! Don’t be mean tho. i may take one you guys think of or figure it out on my own.

they/them

im 21 yo. (if youre a minor, i dont mind you coming to say hello, but do look below the other stuff content for what you need to look out for. you should also know some of you goofy kiddos have energies i dont know how to respond to sometimes, so dont worry if i get awkward or something, its not your fault lolol.)

im in college, so forgive me if im slow, im also just not on tumblr very often :v i dont ghost people on purpose i swEaR-

i might post my f/os on a whole list, idk yet, but theyll prolly be mentioned sometimes to the very least. you can def ask of them tho!! (edited: i made an f/o list if you want to see them.)

i dont know if ill post content of my own f/os or me/my sona for them, but it could be there.

i dont mind sharing f/os!! id love to yell about them together. if you dont like that, then its ok!! i either wont talk about them with you so you can be their person when we talk of them, or you can just block/not interact. ill be sad i dont get to meet you, but its ok.

other stuff:

Nothing explicit/detailed will normally be posted. but: The worst there will be is just being hormonally silly from kind of "rrr ovaries go brr, chew on theM-" energy of my f/os. i will try to create a tag to mark it with so you can exclude honky content if you want or need to later, tho. from what i know, you can "block" tags. . so i think that will work if you like the other goofy stuff on the blog??

(edited: I DID IT, I DID THEM, LOOK: 🌑obscure tags list for the obscure blog )

NSFW talk can be in DMs, tho.

DO NOT come to me with those concepts if youre a minor tho, oh dear GOD. honky grown-up talk is not for you goofy child-folk.

LGBTQ+ friendly!! im nonbinary and love everybody. youre ok too. 💙

i do roleplay sometimes, but only in dms n please dont go exposing our roleplays to others. . i would be very not comfy :"0

if you want to roleplay, you can dm me to ask but i dont have to say yes or i might not be able to. im slow too dfsdf=

i may or may not make a side blog once i figure out how to do stuff, but know that until then, im going to just post whatever on this one til i know how to do things on tumblr lolol.

forgive me if some of my content gets deleted, edited, whatever as we go. like i said, this whole thing is very new to me and its not very organized for now. its just there. its gonna get wonky over here on my side for a bit.

• tiny bat gif •

#f/o community #introduction #f/o blog #blog intro

[honeyedboneset]

hello! i'm boneset (or bone). thanks for stopping by my super-specific search thread! if interested, please leave a reply or dm me!

a bit about myself: she/her. I'm currently in my late 20's and have been writing/roleplaying in some shape or form for 12+ years. i'm in grad school (and will be for awhile) and work full time in mental healthcare. occasionally, days are wild. 

when it comes to writing, i generally write somewhere between 500-1k words a post. the shorter the post, the faster i can write. i definitely value someone who's writing fits with mine over length or anything like that. i'm also super flexible when it comes to post rate. if it takes a little bit, that's totally fine! especially if we do build a rapport. i want this to stay as something that's fun for both of us. it's a hobby, so it comes after everything else.

doubling. i play a canon for you, you play one for me, and i love every character as my own. OR we both play two ocs who fall in love against their will. Idc.

m!canon x f!oc preferred (or m!oc x f!oc). I know who I am. I have no shame. I’m so super cautious about m// and f// after years of running into folks treating it as a fetish.

ooc chatting. for the rps that have survived my hiatuses, it's been because we made friends, or at least friendly. i like talking, sharing head canons, all that stupid crap. tldr: i need someone to send memes to.

ooc over discord, please, after we’ve graduated to that. DMs first if you don’t mind.

email, discord, gdocs, and tumblr in order of preference for the roleplay but I'm open to any.

i am a sap for romance. less so for super slow burns. sue me. I can barely read slow burn much less write it.

500-1000 words is my sweet spot for responses, but i'm not that fast of a writer, depending on what's going on. see: why i like ooc.

hard limits: be 18+ (21+ preferred) | will not write with people who identify as male (he/him) | incest | fetish stuff | abo | pwp | pedophilia | furries/beastiality | explicitly written sexual assault | abusive relationship dynamics between main characters | heavy substance abuse | main settings being medical | most highschool settings/underage characters | genuine love triangles or infidelity between main characters

pairings and all below the break!

for fandoms, I’m going to list what I’m looking to play the oc in. I am super duper happy to play nearly any canon character for you.

the walking dead:  ＊i haven't seen the spin-off series. super comfortable going as AU as we want. ＊looking for: glenn (pls pls pls), daryl ＊will play: rick, daryl, shane, negan, others probably ＊some vibes: people who knew each other prior to the zombies meeting each other again after, dead rising vibes, traveling through the wilderness, overgrown and rundown towns and cities, towns that have gone mad, human enemies, natural threats, fluff, megamalls, amusement parks, adventure, horror, fluff, uneasiness in the calm, found family, hesitant allies

resident evil: ＊i like it all, okay? welcome to racoon city, all the games, the animated films...even the live action netflix put out! it's just FUN. ＊looking for: leon, piers, carlos ＊will play: chris, albert, luis, piers, etc. ＊some vibes: hurt/comfort extreme, international adventures, partners in life and in work, idk absolute insanity. vacation? what's a vacation, there's always zombies, basically the evil of capitalism, embrace the weird of the game universes (i mean really. there's werewolves)

the last of us: ＊i've played both games and watched the show ＊looking for: tommy miller, m!oc ＊will play: joel, ellie, others, m!oc ＊some vibes: FIX IT JESUS, protecting family, human enemies, natural threats, antagonistic towns, lost in the wild, weird periods of domestic easiness followed by hurt/comfort hell red dead redemption: ＊i've played rdr and rdr2. kind of familiar with revolver. ＊looking for: charles smith ＊will play: arthur, john, dutch, others (but not micah) ＊some vibes: railroad turmoil, dutch has lots of plans (very little outcomes), high society meets the old west, running from the law, causing problems, adventures in the big city, trying to leave old lives behind, forbidden love, enemies to lovers

fallout: ＊i've played 1, 2, 3, 4, 76 & NV. mainly looking for nv. ＊looking for: m!oc ＊will play: ask for canons, m!oc ＊some vibes: causing chaos in the wastes, embracing the local cryptid status of the player character, toxic people everywhere, attempting to survive, mercenaries, prostitutes, salt of the earth managing to do some good against their will, traveling to other locations avatar the last airbender ＊i've seen the show several times, live action, and korra, but haven't read comics. ＊looking for: adult!sokka ＊will play: adult!zuko, ask for other canons! ＊some vibes: post series feeling out their new roles in society, rebuilding following war, uprisings from unhappy sections, earth kingdom is just as big of a mess as firenation please help, 'forbidden' relationships, political drama, festival romance

original(ish) story vibes:

zombies! please zombies. love it. media inspo: l4d, deadrising, resident evil, twd, george romero

fantasy. royalty, pirates, mermaids, adventures, curses, and extra doses of romance. some assassins? hiding from responsibility? childhood friends to lovers and enemies finding common ground. media inspo: ACOTAR, lord of the rings, ever king, damsel, fire emblem, (for modern of these vibes) new protectorate by abigail kelly

urban fantasy vibes. witches and monsters, and romance and weirdness. maybe some monsters. eldritch beings. small town, rural america? media inspo: x-files, teen wolf, supernatural, stay a spell by juliette cross, scooby doo, being human, folk haven by lauren connolly, old gods of appalachia

cowboys! Modern? Traditional? I do not care i love cowboys and the south, just minus all of those….you know, issues. media inspo: red dead redemption, man from snowy river, yellow stone, lyla sage books

#roleplay search #one x one roleplay #1 x 1 roleplay #rp search #fandom roleplay #discord rp #twd roleplay #original roleplay #red dead redemption roleplay #oc x canon rp #oc x oc roleplay #1x1 rp search #2x2 roleplay #2x2 rp #double up rp #the walking dead roleplay #tlou roleplay #the last of us roleplay #fallout roleplay #fnv roleplay #atla roleplay #avatar the last airbender roleplay

[mackmp3]

mack-anthology-of-noise -> mack-anthology-mp3 -> mackmp3

hello i'm mack :D

welcome to my blog it is terrible!

here i post about. things. that appear in my mind. and exit it in tumblr form. mostly music and art related! (hopefully)

i am a lesbian (possibly aspec not sure), she/he (they is okay if you forget). i am also butch! boydyke and vaugley leaning transmasc but also not quite. boy in a girl way. or something <3

i am a teenager still! so please don't be weird yknow. i'm from aotearoa new zealand and am pākeha (white)

i am a musician! i play bass, guitar and sing in descending order of proficiency hehe. i can also do harmonica, thank you folk music phase, and i'll attempt piano. i write songs too! all audio recordings are under #musicking , hopefully they are cool :)

i also draw and paint! at the moment A Lot of it is of doctor who characters, so check out my other blog for that (linked further down), but all of other stuff is tagged under #my art ! i have actually improved quite a bit recently i think which is nice

i'm not really comfortable with dms but if you'd like to say hi or talk about / rec some music or just tell me something, please send an ask! I would love to hear from you! (if you've sent me a dm pls don't stress about it, i'd just rather not talk privately, thank you for your consideration)

it would be great if i wasn't followed by adults! for my purposes this is 21+ but this is at my discretion, i intend no offense if i block you <3 also like. please no bigots. thanks. if you're going to hate on people then please at least do it somewhere else

my music i am normal about

pj harvey // radiohead // patti smith // joan baez // bob dylan <- my top five ever. i think. maybe. subject to change.

post punk // industrial // 90s indie // shoegaze // 60s & 70s folk & folk rock // garage rock // psychedelica // goth // dunedin sound // new wave // no wave // electronic

currently listening to dunedin sound music and A Lot of placebo

pleaseeeeee talk to me about music i can and will make you a playlist on any vibe if you would like <3

media, my bestest friend stories

doctor who has taken over my mind! if you want to see generally mildly unhinged thoughts about the show & random bits of the eu & 1271927 art reblogs i will direct you to @lost-tardis-room which is 90% doctor who atm hehe. i put my fanart there too.

you can look at my letterboxd if you so desire but i will admit i don't watch nearly as many films as i would like

the starless sea (favouritest book ever) // we have always lived in the castle // this is how you lose the time war // salt lick // neverwhere //m train (any of patti smith's books honestly) // bob dylan's chronicles // vampire science

the sideblog is @mack-the-sequel for stuff that's not as on theme - if we're mutuals feel free to follow that! i mean anyone can follow it if you like but don't expect quality content lol

#hello tumblr friends you're pretty cool

[urbanflorals]

-> hii welcome to my corner of the internet! im emma/em or whatever nickname you want to give me, i love nicknames and petnames

Basic info -> She/her, minor, capricorn, intj, australian, ferrari girl, books!, a believer in sarcasm, i post about my writing sometimes, sometimes - cause im too lazy to write, green enthusiast. lets run away to the beach together. im an ambivert and a joey lynch and damon torrance defender forever

Books -> the inheritance games, boys of tommen, devils night, shatter me, ouabh/caraval, folk of the air, acotar, pjo [im still new to the pjo fandom!], the naturals, soc, any thing written by lynn painter and A LOT more :)

Music -> taylor swift, gracie abrams, maisie peters, tate mcrea, sadie jean, a little of lana del rey, chase atlantic, artic monkeys, guns and roses, conan gray. my music is all over the place lol

Misc -> my dream life is to runaway to paris or new york and open up a bookstore/cafe/flower shop. (and to be the rich hot aunt the everyone loves), I want to travel when I'm older! I spend an unhealthy amount of time on Pinterest and Tumblr cause i have like no life :)

-> If we're moots, we're best friends, no takes backs. -> I over use lmao, lol, <3, :), and 😭 too much. im trying not to come on too strong and be rude lol (right there see? perfect example) -> My Wattpad -> My Pinterest -> I love talking to new people, and asks and dms (only for minors unless i agree to it :)) are always open <3 -> i most likely won't follow you back if you don't have an intro post, but if you want to get to know me just send me an ask :) -> If we're moots, we're best friends, no takes backs. -> I over use lmao, lol, <3, :), and 😭 too much. im trying not to come on too strong and be rude lol (right there see? perfect example) -> My Wattpad -> My Pinterest -> I love talking to new people, and asks and dms (only for minors unless i agree to it :)) are always open <3 -> i most likely won't follow you back if you don't have an intro post, but if you want to get to know me just send me an ask :)

#intro post #ems intro #in depth intro

[corvuscrowned]

today marks one year since i posted my very first fic, The Disappearing Act, which i suppose makes it my fandomversary. i’ve written a lot of words since that first fic, but i’ve also made some incredible friends who have been exceptional support both in my writing and in life.

i wanted to take a second to thank some of the folks who have made my fics possible with alpha and beta reading. this is a remarkable amount of volunteer labor that i think sometimes goes unappreciated in fandom, and the folks who are willing to help each other out with writing are seriously the glue holding all of this together. many of my betas have worked on numerous of my projects with me, so here are some of the amazing friends who have alpha and beta’d multiple of my fics over this past year, and a cheeky little plug for some of their own writing.

@m0srael​, who was an angel who swooped in to beta my first longfic when i was just a fandom baby and made me feel welcome and supported when i needed it most, and has read many a word for me thereafter. check out: my remarkable erised gift To Vanish Into Something Better, as well as their amazing timey-wimey fic, Our Time, that I will never forget.

@thebooktopus​, an early fandom partner in crime who was a joy to learn the ropes alongside. oh, maddy - saver of endings, calmer of crows. where would i be without you? check out: the soft yearning of Tomorrow and Tomorrow and Tomorrow, the scaldingly sexy What Have You Been Hiding Under Those Robes, Professor Malfoy?

@t4tvegaspete​, the love of my life, who has alpha or beta read the vast majority of the fics i’ve written this year (we’re talking over 250k of my words), and without whom i would unequivocally not be the writer or person i am today. check out: their sexy-spooky Deal With The Devil and their wistfully sharp A Problem For Another Time.

@cavendishbutterfly​, who has made my fandom experience so warm and memorable and who never complains when i slide into their dms to ask if they can beta something for me, “uhhh... by, like, tomorrow?” ugh, cav, i don’t have words to say how much brighter you’ve made my time in fandom. check out: their cozy mystery cluefest The Ever Changing Room, their flannel, mitski, and cat infused friends to lovers song from the morning birds.

@vukovich​, who is evil in the way i enjoy most, who was a guiding hand in my early days of fandom, and whom i will now stop saying nice things about because i know she’s allergic. beta’d my 80k erised in like a week like a fucking champ and caught every plot hole i crammed into the thing. check out: her sexy, evil Vis-à-Vis-à-Vis, and her sexy, bittersweet Fearfull Trill.

@sorrybutblog​​, who is currently alpha reading my longass 110k and growing WIP with exceptional patience and irreplaceable insights, and who has allowed me to send her even more thousands of words of rambling thoughts in dms without complaining once. a vision, a saint, should become emperor of the universe. check out: her age-bent, whip-sharp and characteristically poignant Not Nineteen Forever, and her comforting, enrapturing, and mysterious Heartlines.

@crazybutgood​​, SPaG wizard extraordinaire, who has beta read more words for me than i can count with remarkable turnaround time and the sweetest, kindest words of support. check out: her fluffy, origami-infused fangfest Heart On Your Sleeve, and this amazing podfic she did for T4T.

@moonstruckwytch​, who beta read almost all of my fearfest fics from last year and was a hell of a beta and spooky writing partner whose company made last october unforgettable. check out: their fast-paced, rivetingly romantic catch a break, and their spooky My Bloody Valentine entry iterum.

this isn’t even close to a full list of everyone who has helped work on my fics in this past year, and i’m sending every single one of you a bouquet of noncorporeal roses. thanks to all of u, and to everyone who has read anything i’ve written, looked at my silly doodles, chatted with me abt fandom meta, and made this space feel like a home for the past year. you guys are all the coolest.

#i wrote that first fic wildly scrambling to be eligible for erised at the last minute #and i just signed up for my second erised yesterday #fundamentally cannot believe it has been a year #i'm so grateful for the people who have made this space what it is #thank you all #op

[cantquitu]

Can I ask a question, I’ve seen you and some of your friends talking about the shows you went to together and I wondered how you make friends on here, or if you already had met each other? It sounds incredible to meet up with friends from all over at Harry shows, I’m very jealous but happy that those things happen in fandom even for older fans (I’m 32) and curious how it happens.

It's amazing!!! I'm super grateful for it :) I've always made friends via my music fandoms since I was very young; I have made decades-long friendships that way.

I was very slow to meet anyone from the Harry fandom in real life because I wanted to keep "real life" and fandom separate. My blog was my happy place, I wanted to protect it. The opportunity was there, but I didn't take the plunge for a long time even though I felt like I knew people on Tumblr.

Then, I unexpectedly ended up working in NYC while Harry was playing there at the end of his first tour five years ago, and I got a ticket to go on my own (it was my 4th Harry show). I mentioned it on my blog, and a very friendly Harrie DM'd me to say a big bunch of fans were meeting for drinks before the show and invited me to drop by. I decided to risk it, and I'm so glad I did! It was really welcoming and friendly, and I met up with 3 or 4 people that I knew from Tumblr that night after the show.

I didn't meet anyone again for years because of the Fine Line tour being postponed. In fact, I thought I never really would again. But when I finally got to see Harry again last summer I did get to go with two fandom friends. It was so much fun that I ended up thinking, "life's too short to not take the opportunity to meet potential pals" 🥰 Especially because at that point I had known some Tumblr pals for about 5 years!

Mainly I think the way to do it is to interact with people in the notes of their posts, or in your tags, and in DMs. Or send asks off anon! It's harder now since Tumblr is quieter (or at least it is in my tiny corner of Harry fandom), but find folks you think you might get on with and say hi. Lots of people have group chats and stuff, but I never did.

Hi! 👋

[ingravinoveritas]

Is it bad to say I kinda wish I could've seen The Image? It feels like I'm the only one who hasn't seen it. I know on the one hand it'd probably be more worth it to not have seen it/seeing it organically, on the other I'm so damned impatient, I would like it to be next month already ugh.

Anyway, what are you most looking forward to with s2? Hope youre doing well.

Hi, Anons! Anon #1, thank you so much for your kind words. I am slightly stressed out at the moment, as I'm currently trying to navigate having to move out of the apartment where I have lived for 15 years by the end of this month (of all times). It had me in a rough place mentally last weekend, so I'm just glad to be feeling a bit better about it now.

No, it's not bad at all to want to see the image of The Thing that is happening in GO season 2. There certainly is an argument in favor of seeing it organically, so I do not at all blame you if that is your preference (although I very much enjoyed seeing it even out of context, and it's only increased my excitement for the new season, to echo what Anon #2 said). Also, as I've said before, I am not posting the image publicly--however, if folks want to see it, they are welcome to DM me and ask.

Anon #2, I appreciate you sharing your thoughts with me and I agree with what you've said here. I also do not feel that the spoiler is the biggest deal in the world or the most appalling thing, especially not in the aftermath of its leak and seeing how fans have treated other fans, as you described. I've also now seen people congratulating the fandom on "burying" the leak, but it also seems to me that that might not be happening for the right reasons, as it does feel like a lot of people have used the leak to shame fans for being excited and used the burying of the leak to feel as though they are above other fans who still want to talk about it. As you said, there is so much else to be excited for, including the whole plot/context around The Thing, so hopefully people can keep that in mind from here on out.

As to what I am most looking forward to with season 2? That's something I've given a lot of thought to and found somewhat challenging to untangle from all the fandom drama and ridiculousness of the last month. I think that what I am most looking forward is what we will see Aziraphale and Crowley do because of the influence of Michael and David. We have Neil and John Finnemore writing these episodes and mini-sodes, and a very colorful cast of supporting characters (some old, some new) for Aziraphale and Crowley to interact with, and I'm certainly looking forward to the dynamics there and how it all plays out (especially Himbo!Gabriel, who is weirdly growing on me, and also Maggie/Nina), but in all honesty, for me, the story really does take a backseat to just seeing Michael and David on screen as Aziraphale and Crowley again.

I've talked about this previously on my blog, but in the first season we know Michael brought so much of himself to Aziraphale whereas David played Crowley more by the book, and now I get the feeling that David has put so much more of himself into Crowley in the second season. So individually, I think Michael and David will be bringing so much to their characters, but it's what they bring together that I think has driven so much of season 2. So seeing how their relationship--and how much closer they've gotten over the last four years--will influence the relationship between Aziraphale and Crowley is what I'm most looking forward to seeing on screen.

Of course, I can't forget to mention the other thing I'm immensely looking forward to, which is (hopefully) the interviews we'll be getting with Michael and David talking all about the Ineffable Husbands and The Thing and the glints of utter mischief and delight in both their eyes as they flirt/eyefuck their way through every single interview.

I hope that helps to answer your question, Anon. Thanks for writing in! x

#anonymous #reply post #good omens 2 #aziraphale #crowley #ineffable husbands #michael sheen #welsh seduction machine #david tennant #soft scottish hipster gigolo #i don't think we would even have a season 2 if it weren't for Michael and David tbh #but we can now see how their connection informed the relationship between aziraphale and crowley #or vice-versa #or both #can't wait to watch #ineffable lovers #discourse

[lostforgottenspaces]

Welcome!

Hi! I'm Lost and I recently started posting my writing so I figured I should probably make an info post. This will have a bit about me as well as a bit about the current fic I am writing.

(Plus some other fic ideas I have)

Note that all my writing is currently marauders content. If you are interested in something else feel free to send an ask! I am a part of many fandoms and am always open to new ideas!

Also if you would like to alpha/beta read for one of my fics send me a dm :)

My Info

I go by Lost or Leo (whichever you prefer) and I use all pronouns, but mostly she/her.

My ao3 account is queer70s and I will be posting any fics over there

I love the marauders, six of crows, the folk of the air, and many, many book series. TV shows I'm currently watching are Lucifer, The Blacklist, Titans and Criminal Minds.

If you want to chat feel free to dm me! I'm always interested in talking to new people!

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Pink Folders - WiP

Pink Folders is a dorlene/marylily fic and at this stage will be mostly Marlene's POV. The first chapter is posted! At this stage, I am not what my posting schedule will be like. I do have studying and other commitments so updates may take some time but once I figure out a schedule I will try my best to stick to it!

(This info will be updated as necessary)

Summary:

Marlene is frustrated. Her best friend's boyfriend is a manipulative, lying, piece of shit, and yet her best friend doesn’t seem to realise just how terrible he is. She needs proof. Proof that Snape is cruel, a liar, and a cheater. Fortunately, Alice knows someone who might be able to help.

Chapter 1. - tumblr

Pink Folders - ao3

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Other Fic Ideas

If any of these are something you would really like to read let me know! It's not guaranteed I will post them but if I finish Pink Folders I will likely start one of these.

Hotel California:

There’s a spot on a highway between Kansas and Missouri where reality is loose. If you pass through a specific section of road at the exact wrong speed you’ll find yourself in a parallel universe. They call it, Hotel California.

[a marauders au based on parts of the song Hotel California]

James needed some time.

After his, surprisingly okay, breakup with Lily, he decided to take a trip. It’s going to be great, he’ll be able to relax, meet new people, and get ridiculously drunk every night. He’ll spend all day asleep in some hotel bed and all night at whatever bar is closest.

The Hotel California was not his original plan of accommodation.

Jegulus/Wolfstar, currently James' POV

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Unnamed Fic:

This is a jegulus/wolfstar/rosekiller hogwarts fic. I actually have bits of this written but not a title or summary. Essentially Regulus comes back to school injured at the beginning of the marauders' 6th year and Sirius freaks out about how he could've lost his brother and starts trying to spend more time with him.

This fic has (actual) fake dating and plenty of black brothers arguing and maybe bonding.

Disclaimer!!!: This description may change a lot as I work out the plot and ideas I have for it! The fake dating bit in particular is being worked through and it may become actual dating but not an endgame ship. I can confirm though that jegulus/wolfstar/rosekiller are the intended endgame ships, so if any of them date other people it will be temporary.

#lostforgottenspaces #about me #personal post #marauders fic #my writing #writeblr #marauders era

[mashedpotittiess]

Seance Season 3

Chapter 3: Strength be in thee

It’s been SO LONG SINCE I UPDATED AND I’M SO SO SORRY, I had a ton of life events happen and I hope to once again start writing regularly as I have so many plans for Seance Season, Arrangements and other upcoming fics!

Pairing: Jeon Jungkook x Afab Reader. May have other BTS members paired with reader but that hasn’t been decided yet

Summary: You repeatedly told yourself you did not have Magick. But one evening has you fearing for what you’re starting to become. In the middle of all of that, you have this pull to Jungkook that you both can’t quite explain. This new season of your life is Seance Season. Will you come out the same person?

Words: 9,700+

Rating: PG13-M’ish. Some Sexual scenarios but not the full Snex.

Genre: Magick, Witch au. Fluff, Angst and Smut. Slight Horror.

Tags/Warnings: Strong mentions of Magick and spells. Please do not read if you are uncomfortable with the idea of wicca and anything of the sort as certain remedies and ‘spells/chants’ are in fact real to some. Drinking. Fighting. Blood. Destruction. A man harms y/n. Horror to some degree. Extremely religious folk be wary. A fight scene and some gore.

Pls excuse if there are any spelling or grammatical errors. I don’t really have a beta or anyone to scan for anything like that <3

Fic Inspired Playlist that I highly recommend while you read each chapter as they set the mood. Link is here. 

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/5MtUQrFY03hPtVdVQiGszw?si=2b203cfc1c1a46e7 

Taglist: @a-mess-of-fandoms @dnyad​ @mwitsmejk​ @ggukkieland​ 

To be added to the taglist of this fic or all of my fics lmk through comments or dm’s c:

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Not a word was shared as you quickly took the bag from the side on the floor and practically ran to the bathroom to not only change but to clean up the wetness you knew your little grinding session had caused.

Stuffing your panties that you had tried to wash off in the sink into an inside pocket of your bag, you threw your hair up and sent a prayer to The Goddess that Jungkook wouldn’t be in your room when you left the comfort of your bathroom. Not wanting to deal with a possible talk of what had just happened.

To your delight the dark haired man had seemed to have already joined your parents downstairs as no traces of him being there in the first place were seen. Slapping the palms of your hands over the apples of your cheeks to hopefully calm you down and get your ‘shit together’ you slung your bag over your shoulder and made your way out of your room to the delicious smells and murmured talking coming from the kitchen.

Avoiding Jungkook’s eyes, you returned the calls of Good Morning from both of your parents with your own semi grumbled ‘morning’. 

You set to work on fixing your plate full of fresh cut fruits, scrambled eggs, crispy maple bacon and a thick piece of toast. Jungkook had been sitting next to your father engaged in conversation that had seemed to preoccupy him, Thank the Diety's.

A shallow knock was heard followed by someone letting themselves in. You almost spit the piece of toast you were crunching between your teeth when a pair of arms wrapped around the back of your chair and pulled you into a tight embrace. 

A slew of coughs was made from your throat earning a mumbled apology from Taehyung. Despite the small sting in your throat as the crusty pieces of bread stuck to the back of your esophagus you welcomed Tae and Joon’s company, engaging in friendly conversation with them rather fast over your plates of breakfast.

The thick cut crispy bacon was almost enough to make you moan as you happily savored the flavor. “Jin’s serious about moving, he already sent me like 3 possible living options last night.” Namjoon chuckled. A small whine was heard as you sat your chin on your palm. “I know he is. You guys know I love you and I understand your worry but I don’t want to be a burden.” Namjoon set a large warm palm over your shoulder and you felt the care in his eyes. “You’re never a burden and you know damn well if it was any of us, you’d not only do the same thing but your ass would hop in the car with them and not let them out of your sight”. He was right and you could do nothing but nod in response.

“Thanks for breakfast Mrs. y/l/n.” Taehyung exclaimed with a hug to your mother who had been beaming at him and Namjoon who had helped clean the dirty dishes as you and Jungkook cleared the table in silence.

“You all are more than welcome! You know you’re welcome here anytime.” Your mom smiled happily. Jungkook had followed the boys out of the house with your bags in tow to pack up the car.

An arm was wrapped around your shoulder as you watched the dark haired man from the front porch of your parents house. “He’s a pretty good man from what I can tell.” The signature scent of your mothers perfume invaded your nostrils as you nodded. “I’m thankful for his help.”

“You know y/n, you’re single and have been for a little bit and well it seems as if he’s available.” Your eyelids closed before you could roll your eyes. “Mom please stop, I’d rather not talk about my lack of romance with you and oh my god! mom he’s coming this way please hush.” You pleaded with the woman in front of you who had looked as if she was suppressing a chuckle.

“Jungkook thank you for bringing y/n and helping her. Not only are we in your debt but know you are welcome here anytime.” Returning a handshake and half hug from your father, Jungkook then turned to your mother who had pulled him into a hug as her many bracelets jingled together.

“I can’t thank you enough, please contact us with anything you may need or if anything comes up. Also, pay y/n no mind when she’s grumpy, she’s just a hard shell to crack.” A large smile was spread across Jungkooks cheeks which showed his bunny-like teeth and made him look as if he was a child.

Your mothers arms moved to wrap around your shoulders and you returned the warm embrace as your father joined the hug. “I gave a few bags of herbs, incense, crystals and other Magick goodies. I know this is all scary to you but if you could try and hone into your power and study the craft maybe it will help you. We love you baby, please stay in touch and if you need us you bet your bum we will close up shop and break many speed limits to get to you. Let me know when you get home ok?”

An I love you and an ok left your lips as small tears pricked at the corners of your eyes. Pulling from the embrace you willed your legs to take you to the sleek car that Jungkook had currently been sitting in to give you your time with your parents.

The car ride had been awkwardly silent at first but after a stop for coffee you both seemed to engage in small comfortable conversations of your favorite drink choices. It was almost as if what had happened in the morning had been forgotten which left you thankful yet a little disappointed as Jungkook hauled your bag over the cushions of your couch.

“I know you probably want your time alone but call me if you need anything okay? I just sent you a text with my home and work address if for any reason you need them. Hobi and I go way back and I know how much of a good guy is, so if for some reason you need time off from work or just need to blow off steam, tell him. It isn’t my story to tell but he is aware of Magick and can be a person you can talk to about it.” Jungkook had offered to stay again but you said you needed time to be alone and made sure to thank him profusely for his kindness and help.

As you walked the taller man to your door you bid him goodbye with a small wave. The click of the deadbolt locking in place gave you a small bit of comfort, from what you weren’t sure. The mention of Hobi knowing of Magick came as a small shock to you. He didn’t have power, that much you could tell. But a small smile spread over your lips at the possibility of being able to talk to someone else about Magick until your best friends came to the city, someone who hadn’t set your insides aflame every time you thought of him.

The smell of Frankincense and Dragons Blood Resins invaded your nostrils as you opened one of the canvas bags your mother had sent you with. You didn’t want to dwell on everything that had happened recently so you connected your favorite spotify playlist to your Home Speaker Device and got to work on organizing everything your mother had given you.

A forkfull of spaghetti noodles was shoveled into your mouth as you texted Jin back when he sent you a list of simple charms and spells he felt you should have a try at. The tang of marinara was just what you needed when dinner time came around and what better meal to have than spaghetti? 

You had placed several small warding charms on the window’s of your apartment and a large piece of purple Lepidolite now sat on your nightstand in hopes of keeping the nightmares at bay despite Jin and your mother telling you nothing would stop the dreams as they were part of you, not a curse or something to ward. But the thought of having such items in your home gave you a small semblance of peace. If they didn’t help with your nightmares and new found power, then maybe they would help against the man who attacked you in the alley.

As soon as your head hit the pillow, you fell into a deep slumber. The blankets curled around your body like a cocoon and the scent of lavender soothed your mind. 

Eyes fluttering open to the sound of nearby construction, you momentarily thanked the Goddess, for your sleep had been peaceful and nightmare-less.

Pulling your hair up into a haphazard bun, you got to work on making your morning coffee. The smell of the beans wafted throughout the kitchen and your plate of toast and jam clicked against the table as you sat down to enjoy your breakfast.

Your fingers felt pruney after you finished washing the minimal dishes you had had in the sink after your breakfast and the couch cushions caressed your bottom as you enjoyed the already late morning. 

The chime of your phone signaling you had gotten a text message brought you out of your mid after noon nap.

Jungkook : Hello, I just wanted to check in and see how you were doing? Any nightmares or issues today?

A small smile crept over your face as you read the message, your thumbs tapping away at the screen. It was sweet of him to check on you. For such an intimidating looking male, he truly acted like a sweetheart sometimes.

Y/n : Hey! I actually did sleep pretty amazing if I say so myself. I’ve gotten to enjoy my day off.

Jungkook : Thats great (: Do you work tomorrow?

Y/n : I do, I go in at 9. Did you work today?

Jungkook : I did a little bit of delegating at the office but nothing serious. Maybe I’ll stop by Lennons tomorrow, I’m sure Jimin will want a drink after work.

Y/n : Ooooh fun fun. Maybe I’ll see you tomorrow then.

Jungkook : Enjoy the rest of your day y/n and remember if you ever need anything, don’t hesitate to text or call.

Texting a quick thank you, you sat up and tossed your phone onto the cushions next to you. The light of your room illuminated the space as you corralled any dirty clothing that had needed to be washed. You had been fortunate that your apartment had a washer/dryer combo in the unit. 

A stream of lavender scented fabric softener entered the small space marked ‘softener’. With a gentle push of your index finger against the start button, the machine started with a low hum and a short rotation.

The sizzle of your cut chicken breast cooking in the pan sounded throughout the kitchen as you got to work making a quick and filling salad. Lana Del Rey’s crooning vocals covering ‘season of the witch’ had you swaying to the beat. 

You’ve got to pick up every stitch

You’ve got to pick up every stitch

Adding a pinch of paprika to your sizzling chicken, you watched as the spice sprinkled the poultry with a beautiful color.

Must be the season of the witch

A sharp pang resounded in your temples causing you to grip the kitchen counter between your outstretched hands. Your eyes shut tight as the pain radiated, making your head pound. 

Visions of an old shed situated in a field of dying grass fluttered beneath your lashes. The silhouette of a woman running through the field was blurry but you could clearly make out her form. She looked terrified but suddenly came to a halt seemingly staring something or someone down. You could see her expression turning stone like before she smiled so radiantly you swore it was like the sun itself. Her hands shot out in front of her as a beam of blinding light was cast before you and suddenly the pain ceased and the vision was gone, your closed eyes only meeting darkness.

Your eyes slowly opened and you felt tears prickling the corners of your eyes. You’d hadn’t recognized the woman but there was something familiar in the way she smiled, a beautiful strength in her eyes. 

Turning the knob on your stove before the chicken could burn, you wiped at your eyes with the sleeve of your shirt. Questioning what just happened could be put on hold for later, for now you just wanted to eat. You had had enough questions and life changing realities lately and today was the first day that truly felt normal and you intended on keeping as much of that as you could.

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Shoveling mouthfuls of cinnamon toast crunch into your awaiting mouth, your thumb hovered over the screen of you cellphone as the device dinged, signaling a notification.

Hoboss Man: Hey y/n, I was wondering if you could come in earlier tonight? about an hour earlier. There’s going to be a live band tonight and they are sure to draw a big crowd so i need help pre-making mixes and making sure we are stocked up on the necessities.

Y/N: Of course! I’ll be there (:

Hoboss Man: TY TY TY Y/N!

You smiled as you set your bowl on the drying rack near the sink and made your way to your living area. A few episodes of Criminal Minds sounded really good right now.

Time passed by faster than you thought it would; with television episodes and texts from your best friends to keep you busy, you hurriedly jumped up from the couch realizing you had a little over an hour and a half before you needed to get to work.

You fluffy robe hugged your body as you got to work on blowdrying your hair. The lavender and argan oil in your styling products smelled divine as you pulled your now dry hair back and set to work on your makeup for the night. 

Opting for a neutral soft smokey eye, you created a thin yet long wing with your liquid liner and coated your lashes in waterproof mascara before plopping a pair of lashes atop. A good amount of waterproof and anti-humidity setting spray later, you coated your lips in a honey colored lip gloss and popped them together to make sure they weren’t sticky.

Your eyes switched from the left to the right as you eyed the two outfits laid on on your bed. If it’s busy it might get too hot for velvet you thought as you nodded and placed the black velvet dress back on its hanger and into your closet. 

Pulling the medium washed denim dad jeans over your legs, you fiddled at the button and watched as the black fishnets showed under the big holes situated on your thighs, shins and under your butt. The cropped black tank top ended just above your belly button and the lacing on the back pulling the top together was surprisingly easy to tie up, the black lace of your bralette showed under the back of the top but you didn’t care.

Short combat boots fit snugly over your socks and completed the outfit. Pulling an oversized denim jacket over your body, you threw your cellphone in your small crossbody bag and made sure to lock your door on your way out.

A crowd had already formed at the side of the building when you got there and you had to pull your phone out of your bag to tell Hobi to let you in.

“Y/n thank you once again for coming in early. How are you?? Jungkook kind of told me you were going through something and that you may need to talk to me.” Pulling away from the big hug he enveloped you in you smiled at the sunshine-like man.

“I’m okay, I just.. it feels like my life has truly been set upside down but i’m slowly coming to terms with the changes. I just hope tonight can be fun and busy so I won’t have to think about myself or my life or anything really.” Hoseok was tempted to ask if you were sure you didn’t want to talk about it but he didn’t want to push it, so with a small nod he led you behind the bar so you could set your stuff down.

Twenty minutes until the bar would start letting patrons in and you were standing there quite proud of yourselves. Between you and hobi, you had restocked all the domestics and IPA’s, made 3 bottles of simple syrup, various fruit syrups and additives you needed for mixed drinks, Pre-mix for margaritas and had the different types of ice ready for cocktails.

The crowd was being ushered in by the bouncers while you wiped down the top of the bar and Hoseok started placed various shaped glassware to your left in preparation of the ordered to come.

The dance floor was expanded to a bigger than usual size for tonight, some tables being taken to the back to make room. A mix of soft RnB and acoustic rock sounded over the speakers as the bands staff got to work setting up the stage.

Sienna enveloped you in the biggest hug when she came in for her shift and you smiled against her taller form. “HOW HAVE YOU BEEN?? I missed you. I was worried about you but Hobi said you just had some things to deal with back home.” After assuring her that you were in fact alright she pulled you in for another hug before going to her usual tables to take orders. It may have only been around 7pm on Friday but the place was busy as you watched Sienna, Katrina and Brenda flitter across from table to table. A busboy brought freshly washed glassware and placed them in rows behind you.

Nearing 10pm, the heat of the bodies packing the bar was getting to you, with a shrug of your shoulders, you draped your denim jacket over one of the dressing hooks. A cheer from the crowd was heard as the band started walking out onto the stage. The opening thumps of the drums followed by the strums of the bass set into a rhythm.

Shoving your bottle opener back into your back pocket, you placed the ice filled bucket of coronas onto the awaiting tray and smiled as Sienna sauntered off to deliver them. 

Your head nodded to the music as you filled two glasses of whiskey and handed them over to the awaiting customer. Hobi emptied the tip jars into a larger container behind the counter and placed them back on the bar. One of the busboys was called over to help with the draft beer selection while you and hobi set to work of various mixed drinks and shots.

Wiping the sweat from your brow with the towel set over your shoulder you took a sip of your iced cold water bottle. 

“Two frozen strawberry margaritas, one mojito and two lemon drops please” A brunette woman called out as she squeezed between the awaiting patrons. Nodding you accepted the cash from her outstretched hand and lined up your glassware by the two blenders. A squirt of strawberry syrup, a few frozen strawberries, some margarita mix and tequila was poured into each blender and you watched as the colored turned a delicious deep pinky red shade. Topping each glass with a few sliced strawberries you then got to work muddling the mint and sugar for the mojito. Placing each drink down in front of the brunette you handed her her change only for her to tell you to keep it as a tip. With a thank you, you got to work on your next big order.

At around one the band announced this would be their last song. You quite liked how busy the night had been and the band sounded amazing but all you wanted to do was get home and step into a steaming hot shower to rinse away all the sweat you felt stick onto your body.

The bass resounded off of the walls and you could feel it in your body as the band put their all into their last song. Hobi thanked the busboy for his earlier help as Sienna came behind the bar to take a sip of her lemonade. “That table over there, yeah the one with the older guy. They tipped me $200 just for two crawfords and a piña colada.” She pointed a bright orange manicured nail to the said table and you clapped your hands against hers. “FUCK YEAH!”.

The final hour was filled with last minute drink orders and Hobi got to work on cleaning up while you handed the last round of drinks to customers. You even met the band as they came to sit at the bar and ordered a few beers after their set. 

Handing you a wad of cash, hobi smiled as he announced he would walk you home. The crisp air outside had you clutching your jacket to your frame and you thanked the redhead for walking you home. Bidding Hobi goodbye with a hug, you pulled out your keys from your handbag and headed into your apartment building. 

Throwing the cash tips onto your dresser I’ll just count it tomorrow, you peeled off your clothing and practically jumped into the shower after putting your hair into a bun. The almost scalding water felt amazing against your skin as you worked your soap into a lather and rinsed away the grime and smell of smoke from the busy night.

Slipping your fuzzy sweater over your head, you tried your best to avoid it sticking to the moisturizer you had just patted into your face. The scent of patchouli wafted into your nose from the burning incense and your sheets felt like butter against your skin as you laid down.

but don’t forget y/n, through the darkness a simple flame can light the way.

Your alarm blared through the space of your bedroom and your eyes screwed shut as sunlight bled through your curtains. Your comforter felt so fluffy against your limbs as you scrolled through social media. 

An hour was spent in bed before you finally decided to haul your body up and to your bathroom. Your morning skincare routine and cold water is what finally woke you up from your groggy state. The cool fabric of the sheet mask over your face felt invigorating as you set to work on making some toast and tomato salad.

With a drizzle of olive oil and a small squeeze of lime you set the prepared tomatoes next to your toast and ate your breakfast while a frantic namjoon chased jin around his room on your cellphone screen. 

“y/n tell him to put my modem DOWN!!”. Namjoon stood with his hands on his hips as he huffed out air from his parted lips. “y/n, tell him that he needs to be packing, NOT PLAYING GAMES ALL DAY.” You shook your head as you truly couldn’t believe that in less than two weeks, they would need to be packed and fully ready for the trek to the city.

“Jin be nice and Namjoon, you need to help Jin with the packing.” You smiled as your teeth sunk into a crunchy bit of toast, the tart cherry tomatoes and lime juice coating your tongue.

With another huff, Namjoon put his hands up in a sign of defeat and plopped back down onto his desk chair while you listened to Jin go on about what would need to be done the next few days. Some days you truly loved how meticulous Jin was, but you knew it was exhausting at times having to listen to him drone on and on about how and what he needed and that’s what led you to giving the younger man a sympathy look.

You felt accomplished, you had swept and mopped and tidied up the living room all before your upcoming shift. The hot water from the quick body shower lined away any sweat that accumulated on your skin.

Running the curling iron over your hair, you set the soft curls with hairspray and some hair fragrance. Swaying your hips back and forth to the music coming from your speakers you got to work on your makeup. A bold and smokey cat eye accentuated your eye shape and the deep red lip tint that you wore gave your lips a tantalizing look.

The slick leather of your pants slipped over your legs and you tucked one side of your sheer black button up blouse into the waist, snapping them close with a pop of the button and a pull of the zipper. The strappy lace bra you wore underneath was visible through the material but you took it one step further as you unbuttoned the top three buttons to show off a good amount of the black scrappy undergarment, which had also shown a great amount of cleavage. “Eh it’s Saturday, might as well look good”. You thought and smirked as you spritzed a few sprays of your favorite fragrance. Dabbing a few drops of dragons blood oil behind your ears and on the middle of your neck to help ward off negativity.

With an inhale of the smokey resin oil gracing your skin, you pulled the laces of your chunky heeled boots and tied them tight. You stopped by your kitchen on the way out and paused to mutter words of manifestation.

Tonight would be great, negativity will be banished and danger will not be tolerated nor would it beat you.

The walk to Lennons was filled with crisp evening air and a few catcalls from passing men that you reciprocated with a roll of your eyes, for it was way too early for that.

A slip of your key and the bar was opened to you. Hoseok was dancing with a broom in his hand in the center of the open sitting area to what you recognized as a Justin Bieber track.

I get my peaches out in Georgia (oh, yeah, shit)

I get my weed from California (that’s that shit)

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass Bitch)

“I get my light right from the source, yeah YEAH THATS IT.” Hoseok dropped the broom as your voice came out louder than the music he had been immersed in. With a chuckle you set your bag on a hook behind the bar counter. “Dude, you’re such a talented dancer.” Hoseok swept up the debris into the small dust pan and shot his head. “I was just messing around.” Pumping soap into your hand you lathered up your fingers. “Still, if that was just you messing around, I can only imagine how great you truly are. I saw how good you danced with Sienna that night.” The mention of Sienna made his cheeks redden and a soft chuckle to escape his lips causing you to smile with a knowing look in your eyes.

Tonight there would be a DJ serving as the main entertainment for the later hours of the night so if last night had been any indication of how busy it would be you knew you and Hoseok had to get your asses in gear with the prep.

The busboys helped get all the glassware clean and ready and one even helped you align the ingredients for your most popular drinks like margaritas and but Hawaiians.

Guests started walking through the doors slowly but surely around 9 but by 10pm the DJ was setting up and throngs of people filled the space on the dance floor and nearby tables were already being crowded. Orders kept coming in and you thanked the Goddess that Lennons had an amazing air conditioner system.

Hobi sent you on a little lunch break after Sienna got back with some burgers and much needed crispy fries from the restaurant nearby with the words of “GET YOUR ASS SOME FOOD, YOU’LL NEED IT TONIGHT”. Puckering your lips against your beautiful coworkers cheek you thanked her as she placed your bagged order in your hands and practically ran to the back office to scarf down your food as you didn’t want to waste more time than you needed.

Taehyung served as your entertainment while you facetimed him and ate. He gave you insight as to when Jin and Namjoon would possibly be in your city and you chuckled around your burger as he quipped about how Jin truly acted like Namjoons spouse when they argued like an old married couple.

The cheese tasted like heaven on your tongue as you relished the last few bits of your greasy meal. Bidding Taehyung goodbye you cleaned up your mess and shoved your phone in your pocket, accidentally missing the ding signaling a text from Jungkook with the noise of the bustling bar. 

As you rounded the corner behind the bar, Hoseok placed an order of martinis and a strawberry daiquiri on the counter and shoved the cash payment in the register, with a thumbs up he quickly ran to the back with his own bag of delicious greasy food.

Glancing at the customers that were sipping on their last dregs on whatever drink was in their glass you got to work on the patrons that seemed to be new and hoped they were easy orders. A busboy by the name of Trent helped you with any glass bottle beer orders and you made a mental note to remind him to take his share of the tips at the end of the night as he had been an immense help while Hoseok enjoy his food.

Flipping the shaker upside-down you strained the cucumber martini mixture into a glass and plopped a sliver of the green vegetable over the rim. A quick rinse and the shaker had been cleaned and ready for your order of royal fuck shots. A cheer resounded as the DJ called out to the crowd that the show was about to begin.

The opening lines of Girls in the Hood sounded over the speakers and you wiggled your hips along to the remixed beat as you ran from customer to customer.

“Four mango mojitos and a round of blue kamikazes please” A man you swore you recognized called out over the music and you took out outstretched $50 bills into the palm of your hand. 

Drizzling the blue curaçao into your shaker you lined up your shot glasses with our other hand as you got to work shaking the mixture. The mango margaritas had already been handed to the gentleman and your row of 6 shots was pushed forward towards him as you watched him take the change you had given him and shove it into one of the tip jars.

Hoseok came and joined you as you filled another order and you sighed in relief to have your partner back. The three of you settled into a quick rhythm and you were actually able to sip your water and relax on occasion.

Awhile later a flash of familiar finger tattoos blocked your vision as you set down a mango mango tai and you felt your insides ablaze knowing who the inked hand belonged to.

Your eyes quickly darted up to Jungkooks face and you couldn’t help the smile that graced your lips. “Two old fashions” The black haired man called out and you nodded your head. Setting two rocks cubes into the short glasses you poured top shelf bourbon into each glass, watching as the amber liquid glinted from the bart top lighting.

Handing you a credit card he signaled to keep it open and before you could say anything else Hobi had engaged in a conversation with him. 

It was nearing 1am and the dance floor was packed with writhing bodies as the heavy bass thrummed against your chest and the vibrations were felt against each glass you set down. The lights were turned to a mixture of red and pink and gave off a very sensual look.

“You should go dance with him y/n” You had been wiping down your shakers and bottle openers when Hobi’s voice was heard close by. “hmm? who?” for a second you truly didn’t know what or who the red head was talking about. “Don’t play dumb y/n, he’s been staring at you ever since he got here”. With a sway of his hand he signaled towards the man who set your insides aflame.

“But it’s a busy night an-“ You were quickly cut off “No no, Trent and I have the bar covered and we’re abut to close up soon so just go enjoy yourself a little, you need it.” You chewed your lip before finally placing your tools down and poured yourself a tequila shot, flipping Hoseok off at him chuckling at your need for liquid courage.

You patted your partners shoulder and quickly glanced at the crowded but maintained bar as you le your feet take you to the VIP table that Jungkook had been lounging at. His amber eyes shot up sensing your presence and a soft chuckle was heard from who you recognized as Jimin.

“Hey.” An awkward smile graced your lips as you instantly regretted listening to Hoseok but before you could make an excuse for your visit to the table or make your way back, Jungkooks melodious voice called out. “Hey, have a seat. I didn’t want to bother you while you were working earlier but i’m glad Hobi hyung let you come over and have a break.” Flashing his eyes towards the bar you shook your head at the little smirk Hoseok threw your way and you instantly knew they had both cooked this  “little break” up and were most likely talking about it earlier.

Scooting over on the plush seating, you situated yourself on the edge near Jungkook. Katrina made her way over in an attempted saunter of her hips and you rolled your eyes Of course she has this table. 

“Did you gentleman need anything else? Y/n aren’t you supposed to be working?” Her lips may have been smiling but her words were laced with sarcasm. To your surprise it wasn’t you nor Jungkook who answered, but Jimin. “She’s allowed a break and we asked her to come over to our table, but that’s hardly your concern. If you can get us two more old fashions and whatever y/n wants, Thanks.” His light grey eyes twinkled as they formed into cresent moons with his smile and the giggle you gulped down was extremely hard to hide.

“Mojito please and a bottle of water.” With a slight stomp that was reminiscent of a child having a tantrum, Katrina worked her way to the bar. 

You had been in a conversation with Jerrod and Jimin when you felt your body sway to the music. 

Jungkook had noticed your hips sway and he couldn’t help but down his drink needing to see you move more freely and not constrained by the seating. “Would you like to dance?” A deep voice was heard against the shell of your ear and you bit your lip with a nod. Scooting off of your seat you took a few big gulps of your refreshing mojito and took the outstretched palm into yours that was leading to the packed dance floor.

Your hips swayed to the beat and Jungkook’s palm found the back of your hips, pulling you in close.

You’re such a fucking hoe, I love it

Curling your fingers around his neck you felt the silk of his black collared shirt beneath your fingertips. He had been so close you swore you could feel his breath against your forehead as you looked down at your bodies grinding against one another.

You know you like it more, I love it

Turning your body around you swayed your hips and ass against his front and smiled as his hands practically dragged you closer to him with a hard grip around your hips. Throwing your head back against his shoulder, your hair swung and you reached behind you to wrap your arms around the back of his neck.

Closing your eyes you let your body dance to the beat and match the rhythm of the changed song. 

The feel of another pair of hands around your waist caused your eyes to shoot open and glance at the person intruding your space.

Eyes meeting ice grey ones you felt yourself calming down a little bit and you cocked your eyebrow at him as he leaned in towards Jungkook before you could question what he was doing. 

“Did you feel the presence? Don’t look now but near the alcove on the lefthand side” Jimin’s soft voice became hard as he spoke to the man behind you. Jungkook’s hands stayed planted on your hips and his lips came closer to your ear. “If it’s okay with you, Jimin and I are going to stay in this position with you. Don’t get scared okay? We’ve got you” With a confused nod your eyes tried to find whom Jimin had been talking about but his body literally blocked you from seeing anything.

Closing your eyes once again you focused on the feeling and aura’s of people in the bar, lust and happiness had heavily penetrated the air but a second later you felt it, something dark and cold void of anything but malice was felt further away and your body visibly shivered.

“Hey hey, relax” Jimin rubbed circles over your round cheek and his touch was soothing almost like the coolest of water streams was grazing your cheek and you briefly wondered if he had been a water conjurer.

A quick text from Jungkooks phone was sent to someone and before you knew it you were being dragged out of the bar by both men.

Turning a corner you felt the same dark presence following you as you three made your way to a nearby playground. Both men had their arms around your body, one around your shoulders and the other around your waist as you made your way onto the grass.

You could feel a shied of sorts similar to when the ice conjurer had attacked you envelop the playground.

“I was simply going out for a little drink but it seems I’v gotten something better.” A deep voice caused you to whip around and face the man that had emitted the malicious presence.

Dark eyes void of anything but cruelty looked into yours and a wide and wicked smile spread across his face. A taller body suddenly blocked your vision of the man and you were pulled against another body from the back. 

“What do you want?” Jungkook barked out as the man took a step closer. “A taste of the girl of course, my oh my what an interested specimen! She feels like the darkness but smells like all the good in the world. Girlie dark magic isn’t something you just come by, tell me, where did you get it? Did you offer up a sacrifice? Natural born are not something that is known and our community is well aware of anybody with power. Who are you hmm?” A chuckle escaped his lips s he stepped even closer. “Now now don’t shield her, she feels divine. I suggest you move boy, before I make you.”

The lights from the area all went out shrouding the plagued in darkness and the air became chilling as her advanced on your trio. A tsk was heard as the men with you did not budge at his threat.

Tendrils of smoke curled around your bodies and you could feel something trying to crawl its way out of your own body. Clenching your eyes shut you curled your fists and stabbed at the flesh of your palms with your nails willing it to go away.

The feel of heat licking at your skin caused your eyes to snap open and a literal ring of fire was cast around you three, causing the tendrils to flick back towards their owner.

A nod from Jungkook to Jimin made the two men advance on the intruder. Flames engulfed Jungkook’s forearms and feet as his eyes blazed a bright amber. “A fire conjurer? ooooh i must admit I knew you were a magic holder but I guess I was too caught up in the feel of her presence to sense you. Nevertheless, I’ll eliminate you either way. A wicked glint of teeth shined against the darkness surrounding him.

Obsidian shards pierced up from the ground near Jungkook causing him to leap away and tumble towards the swinger to your right. Predicting where Jungkook would leap to, the man sent an orb resembling a blackhole towards him and Jungkook barely escaped with a front roll. Countering the attack Junkook sent a row of flames towards the intruder and one licked at the mans legs causing him to growl out.

This seemed to anger the man and suddenly his hands and neck were covered in inky black veins, his scleras tuning pitch black. A wall of obsidian shards was sent towards Jungkook who put up a shield of fire but obsidian doesn’t burn its ordinary flame and he was hit by two to his left arm. A hiss leaving him as the shards pierced against his skin.

A teleportation ward was cast and within a blink of an eye the man was closer to Jungkook, his arms shot out and inky black smoke out out from the veins around his hands, hitting jungkook on the left side of his torso and wrapping around his body.

The tendrils squeezed at his body causing him to choke out. You needed to do something and you could feel your body shake. Your veins throb and you could feel your vision blur. A call of your name caused your eyes to snap back towards Jungkooks kneeling figure who had a smile on his face.

Whipping your head around you followed Jungkook’s eyes. Jimin swung his wrist around and a long spear of ice was conjured into the palm of his hand. With a heavy throw, the spear was launched towards Jungkooks attacker. With a quick backwards glance the man narrowly escaped the piercing of the spear, but not without an injury. The blade dug into the flesh of his thigh and struck the ground causing him to be stuck in his spot. With a push of his arms Jungkook’s fingertips turned black and the flame singed against the attackers torso. 

With a piercing scream he thrust his body backwards away from Jungkook and ripped his leg from the spear. Another teleportation ward was thrown and his body flashed away from both men. The shrillest of laughs was heard and his body was thrown into a fit of what seemed to be giggling. Claws seemed to form on his right hand as he thrust his fingers into the open wounds and singed flesh Jungkook had attacked him with. Black blood pooled around his hand as he brought his fingers to his face and licked at them.

With a flick of his wrist droplets of blood were sent towards Jimin and shadowed figures sprouted from the ground. Armed with a Sword of ice, Jimin sliced the blade in the air and fought off his attackers that seemed to be taking on a solid form.

The mans calf seemed to almost regenerate itself as an inky red liquid was poured over it. Jungkook stood as his eyes burned red. “You can cast forbidden black flame, you won’t be so easy to kill I see and a dual wielder to top it all off? It seems I underestimated things.” You snapped your head towards Jimin Dual wielder? Sure enough with his other hand Jimin had conjured orbs of water that he had launched toward the shadowy bodies. The orbs seemed to hold each of their bodies in almost a bubble as his sword swung and sliced their heads off.

Whipping your head back to Jungkook, the two engaged in a physical fight, two obsidian daggers clenched in the hands of the dark magic holder and a sword of black flame in Jungkooks right hand.

A clash of what sounded like metal was heard as they attacked and advanced upon the other. The smoke surrounding the man was trust towards Jungkook but his flame burned through the darkness. The smell of blood and signed flesh was pungent and you skin itched and the want to engage in the fight but you were so scared of losing yourself like last time, you needed more practice.

The sound of bone cracking was head as Jungkooks flame fight collided into the side of the mans and a piecing howl curse from his lips. Thowing his body over Jungkooks, the man wrapped his hand around Jungkooks throat and muttered a chant as smoke filled Jungkooks lungs and black veins sprouted over over face. The mans face was partially caved in and blood was matted against his skin as the flames had cauterized most of the wounds upon contact. Jungkook could feel his skin crawling as fear took over his form and caused him to almost be physically paralyzed and unable to move. The true power of a holder of dark magic was felt then and there and it scared him to no end.

Running towards his body, you were stopped by a large wall of clear ice seemingly blocking you in  makeshift cage. Screaming out at Jimin you saw his form run over to Jungkook before tendrils grabbed at his ankles and he was taken down. Shadow creatures crowded over his body as he tried to fight them off.

Claws broke skin against Jungkook’s throat and he felt himself grow faint. Before he could close his eyes a scream that sounded like his mothers voice but he later realized to be you screaming at Jimin resounded in his ears. Clenching his fists he brought his knees up towards his chest and launched both of his feet towards the man causing him to go backwards. The man’s claws tore at Jungkooks skin as the were forced away from his throat.

Tendrils shot out from all directions and surrounded Jungkook causing you to lose sight of what exactly was going on next to the jungle gym slide jungkook had been lying near. A gruff scream caused panic to flood your chest and you thrust your hands against the crystal clear ice wall causing your dark tendrils to shatter the ice as the wall crumbled down around you. 

Running into the darkness you prayed to the Goddess that both Jungkook and Jimin would be safe. Your nails turned into black claws slicing into the skin of your palm as you clenched your fists tightly. Vision clearing as your eyes adjusted to the thick charcoal smoke and you were ready to attack. Before you could launch yourself forward, your eyes rounded at the sight before you. Jungkook had a back flame covered hand thrust into the mans torso and Jimin sliced at his neck with an ice dagger promptly decapitating him. 

The ice froze any blood from being able to spurt anywhere and Jungkook’s flame had cauterized the wound just leaving behind a sizable hole. Tendrils and shadows dissipated into the ground and the light from the moon lit the area once again.

“We have to go y/n.” Jungkooks hand curled around your wrist as the mans body slumped backwards. Jimin muttered words over his body and before your eyes it disappeared along with his head. A wave of Jungkooks hand caused the shield to drop and with it all the disarray fixed itself and seemingly went back to normal as if the fight had never happened.

Both men walked with you to your apartment but you had been in too much shock to even realize where you were going until you stood in front of your apartment door. Thanking your stars that you had placed your keys in your pockets that night you fished them out and unlocked the front door with shakes hands and it wasn’t until then that you realized your palms had been bloody.

With a wave of your hand, both men followed you into your home and Jungkook locked the door behind you three, murmuring an enchantment in the process.

“Wha..what the fuck just happened tonight?!” You questioned as your body shook and the sight of the headless man clouded your vision. You were scared but oddly enough satisfied and that scared you. Advancing to your shaking form Jungkook placed his hands on your shoulders. “Hey just breath okay? He’s gone and can’t hurt you”. The man in front of you trailed his eyes downwards as he caught a glimpse of your bloodied palms. Jimin happened to notice around the same time as well, his soft voice cutting into the silence that followed “Do you happen to have a first aid kit or perhaps some herbs around?”.

You caught sight of the dirty blonde flittering around the kitchen as Jungkook led you to the sink, a sharp sting following as the cold water made contact with your gashes. Your eyes watched as the crimson water flowed down the sink drain and soon the liquid turned a light pink as most of the blood had stopped surfacing long enough for Jungkook to press a damp washcloth onto both of your palms and press down, the pressure causing your eyes to shut tight with a slight wince.

A tin of the healing poultice you had made was fished from your fridge by Jimin and Jungkook uncovered one of your hands as the slightly shorter gentleman smeared an apple amount onto your left palm, the cold, thick and gel like texture felt soothing against your open skin before a thick wrap of gauze and bandage wrapping was tied around your hand. The process was repeated onto your right palm and a glass of water was presented in front of your lips by Jungkook. “Drink this and then we’ll talk, alright?”. With a slight nod you leaned forward and the rim of the glass was highly brought to your lips, a gently nudge forward caused the liquid to stream down into your mouth with each gulp you took. The cool water felt amazing against the walls of your throat as the screaming from tonight took a toll on your vocal cords.

When you finished your glass of water, hands wrapped around your wrists and brought you to your couch. Your body slumped against the plush cushions and Jimin wrapped the throw that had been hanging off of your seating around your form. Jungkook sighed at the way you three had looked, him and Jimin a lot worse for wear than you physically but emotionally he knew you were once again going through an immense amount of thinking and hardships.

Your eyes had snapped upwards to both men in front of you and it was then that you noticed the blood trailing from Jungkooks open gashes on his throat and his torso which had seemed to be leaking blood into the fabric of his shirt. Jimin has scratches and cuts all over his exposed arms, a few near his neck and a deeper cut her his left collarbone. “You guys need to wash up and we need to treat your wounds before any talking gets done! My palms were nothing compared to the shape you’re both in currently!. 

Hands curling around both of their wrists you bit down on your bottom lip to keep your wince at bay but kept on walking them towards your bathroom. “Wash up while I prepare some clothing and items to treat your wounds! I won’t take no for an answer now get to it!” Your voice was strong despite your still fogged brain as you knew no good would come from the guys practically bleeding out onto your wooden floors Okay maybe that was a little overboard but still you thought as you practically shoved the men into your bathroom and shut the door closed before they could protest. 

Leaning against the wall next to the bathroom door you shut your eyes for a moment and felt the drag of a large inhale fill your lungs as you heard the water turn on. Now was no time to cry, you knew you needed to get your shit together and be strong, not only to help the guys who helped you but for yourself. You owed it to yourself to be the strong capable person you were and you’d be damned if a psychopath wielder of dark magic would get into your mind! 

With a push from the wall behind you by your left foot, you began to get any article of clothing that you had from your best friends together that would hopefully fit the men and folded them into a neat little stack. Eyes closed shut you gently open the door by turning the knob and slid your arm into the small gap you had made to lay the clothing onto where you thought the sink was.

A lights chuckle was heard and you felt the clothes being lifted from your palm causing you to squeak and push the door shut. “It’s fine y/n, I’m still dressed with Jungkook showers.” Jimin’s melodic voice was heard through the bathroom door and you nodded your head despite knowing he couldn’t even see you. “I hope those fit, they might be a little wonky in some areas but they should do, I’ll be in the kitchen when you both are done.” You called out as you rummaged through your cabinets and drawers fishing out some herbs for tea and mugs. You thanked the stars that the poultice and first aid kit had still been out on the counter from merely minutes ago.

You were stirring the steering liquid into three mugs when the sound of the bathroom door opening was heard and footsteps made their way towards you. Once again your eyes met the sight of a half naked Jungkook as he clutched a t shirt in his hands. 

With a sheepish glance towards you he opened his mouth to defend why he had been half naked. “I didn’t want to get blood on the shirt before treating my wounds.” Y/n stop staring and realize that this man literally has rivets of blood pooling around the wounds on his neck and a trail has been streaming down his torso. STOP LOOKING AT THE ABS AND WHERE EXACTLY THAT BLOOD IS TRAILING TO.

With a nod of your head you motioned him over with your palm and began gently spreading poultice onto the gash along his torso thanking the Goddess it had been a shallow wound while he held a damp washcloth to his neck.

The wounds on his neck were much deeper and his skin was torn from each claw in a terrible manner. Your brows furrowed as you concentrated on slathering a good amount onto each gash made by claws, Jungkook gripped at the counter behind you as he winced from the pain. 

Finishing each wrap of glaze closed with a pin you watched as he pulled the shirt over his head with a wince and you found yourself helping him pull the material down his torso.

A moment passed as you both just stared at each other seemingly trying to ask if the other was okay as Jimin came strolling into the kitchen. Stepping away from Jungkook you took in Jimins cuts and scratches.

There were only two that seemed to still be bleeding and deeper than the others, the first on his left forearm going towards his wrist and the other on his left collarbone going in a crooked line towards his neck.

Slathering your fingers with the ointment you trailed them over each wound, paying special attention to the deeper wounds. Jimin held the collar of the shirt down as you reached up to spread the poultice over the slightly bleeding wound. A shiver racked his body as he felt the cool poultice touch his warm neck. Helping him wrap the deeper wounds you then cleaned up the area with their help.

With a mug of warm tea you each made your way towards your couch and you found yourself sitting between each man. You felt safe despite everything that had just transpired.

“Ready to talk?” It wasn’t either of the mans voices that spoke up, but yours and that shocked them both but the fire in your eyes showed strength as you brought your knees to your chest.

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Thank you so much to those who waited for this chapter and to those who just started reading this series! I hope you enjoyed and ily.

-Potitties

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[lex-n-weegie]

Elaborating more on thoughts relating to this post on a separate post so I don't take away from OP's points. There's a chance that none of this will make sense, or perhaps I'll come off as hurtful, and if either case happens please please please DM me or reply to this. Genuinely, I want to be a good person, don't be scared to approach. I'm just 18, I'm not gonna chew you out for anything

All of it is going under the cut because really, I'm just rambling and putting random thoughts together. Some swears, negativity, all that kinda junk, and I know it'll be long(also rbs are turned off because I do not want to deal with drama, college starts in a week)

I've never gotten any hate from the community for anything, I'll be upfront on that. I've only gotten 1 hateful ask in my entire time having this blog and the previous one I accidentally deleted. Irl is a slightly different story, but that isn't important to this. The worst I could even tell you specifically relating to the selfship community is not getting a lot of engagement on my posts, not getting asks when I rb ask games, and sometimes the occasional blocked out of nowhere by someone I believed I was friendly with.

I hope I've been nice in this community as well, I've been doing my best to be welcoming, open, and kind to anyone I come across. I also try my best to not complain about certain things(like lack of engagement), or even venting about irl stuff. Sure this is my blog, I can post whatever the hell I want, and to some extent I do, but I also try to have this place be one of comfort and recluse from the world. That what selfshipping was for me when I was younger, and it still kind of is, so I want others to to have that as well.

Admittedly, it's why I don't talk about real life issues often if at all. People can criticize me for that, but honestly I don't think it's fully necessary for me specifically to do so. I don't have enough followers to where me speaking about things would do much. Everyone who follows me would know about them already, and I would just be stating something that should be obvious to anyone who knows me even surface level(like killing trans/queer folk for being themselves is horrible, women should have control over their own bodies, black/poc people are equal to white people, etc etc). Genuinely, logically, I don't see any instance where I actually need to bring it up.

Also also, while yes, I'm lucky that I haven't gotten any hate, I do know people who were chased off of their own platforms because of the characters they liked, or even because they didn't know EVERYTHING about something. Their own f/o's creators or source material, an acquaintance/friend's f/os, or whatever else there is. I know of a person who was forced out with fire and pitchforks because they specifically liked a different version of a character, one where they weren't bad or anything. But because of the similar name garbage, people believed they liked an undead man who happily and openly murdered people and chased them out.

And honestly? The community has such double standards and is sometimes super online. I know I know, I'm a terminally online person too, I'm a hypocrite, but I still try to bind myself to reality and realize when some issues are, in all honesty, fucking stupid. You know how many people I've seen selfship with murderers? Not just "oh they're so misunderstood 🥺" characters either, I've seen Chucky(both human and doll), I've seen Jason, a bunch of different characters who openly enjoy murdering, who manipulate and torture, and almost none of them are openly hated or chased out with the same hatred and anger I've seen others get treated with. It's because it's not wrong. If it's not a real murderer and the person doesn't want/fantasize about doing that irl(basically bad mental issues), who cares? Genuinely, what's the issue? None, because most people don't have a problem at all with it unless it's a specific character they don't like much apparently.

As well as this, people are expected to know so much in this community. The dos and don'ts, who's right and who's wrong, what traits make a character wrong to selfship with, and the smallest mistake or unknown information can get their head on a stick. Ik a kind of big situation happen a few years back that's similar to what I'm talking about, but it's not the only thing I've citing. This has happened before, it's not a one time occurrence. Oh, you didn't know that this person you follow has an f/o who's some kind of abhorrent person? Well, to the shredder with you then. Oh, this person has an f/o who was once a bad person but has since grown and is doing good now in their source material? Well, you and the majority only know them as a villain, so go scream at them for liking such horrible things.

I'm not saying everyone is like this ofc, I'm not thinking that "oh the whole selfship community is bad I'm the only good one here. :(((" It's just that either a majority or perhaps a very loud and active part of the community are, and it sucks. The double standers suck, the demands lots have are so much, sometimes it could feel like more of a hassle than anything.

And I'll admit, I think most of it comes from the fact of what selfshipping IS. It's a form of selflove and everything, but it can go to far. "Too much of a good thing isn't a good thing for anyone." Too much confidence can make you an asshat, too much kindness can make you a doormat, too much of a specific profession or environment can make you jaded, and too much selflove can make you selfish and narcissistic. It's a safe space away from things, yes, but when you demand others do what YOU want because it'll make you more comfortable, it's just a whole mess. You need to block the tags, you need to block the people you don't like(you don't even need a good reason, blocking is free), it's up to you to curate your online experience. Like someone's art but hate a specific ship? Block the tag and keywords. This one Selfshipper annoys you and nothing else? Block them. Stop vagueposting and being so negative. You can say you're sad because you saw someone else shipping with your main, but don't name drop or be so specific that someone could figure out who.

I'll admit, the last bit comes from my own annoyances and experience. I stopped talking or joining any selfship servers because I had negative experiences. One situation specifically had someone upset that I shared an f/o with them that they were uncomfy sharing. I told them I don't talk about them often, and anytime I do I'll spoil it and have a warning. But it wasn't good enough for them apparently because they'd "click it and see/read it anyway." When they then went on to vent about it for more than a full day in the server's vent chat, it really felt like they wanted me out so they could be comfortable, all because they couldn't control themselves.

I'm sorry to be so mean, but sometimes you gotta man up. It's okay to not want to share, your f/os truly loves you, but it doesn't mean you're allowed to make demands out of others. You can ask for a tag to block, or a warning so you don't have to see, but that's all you can do.

I think that's it, sorry for all the emotion. As I kept writing I kept wanting to say more. I hope it makes some sort of sense lol

#lexi rambles

[sprite-real]

Hello everyone, doing my introduction again, but I feel like it’ll be better hopefully.

Welcome to my blog where I find things and post random stuff like memes, art, sometimes screenshots of achievements and gameplay. I do a lot more! I do like to write fanfic, I like doing Q&As, overall I just like being a little social despite being socially awkward.

I am an artist for fun, I find all kinds of new games and things that’ll interest me and I am rather indecisive and a bit of a neat freak, (so hopefully I’ll be more satisfied with this intro.)

I like to watch anime, paranormal related shows, crime shows, and I love to read comic books and manga. I’m a bit of weeb so yes I’ve played otaku games and RPGs.

Current favorite animes/mangas are One Punch Man, HxH, Bleach, InuYasha, Demon Slayer, Bungou Stray Dogs, Osomatsu-San and more!

Current games I’m playing are Pokémon Go, Dislyte and Twisted Wonderland, if you want to friend me on Dislyte and TWST, just ask and I’ll give you my codes! I do enjoy connecting more with people who are interested in what I’m interested in.

I love other games too! I love Deltarune, Undertale, Animal Crossing, Sonic and Mario games, Pokémon, dead by daylight, resident evil, Devil May Cry, COD: MW2, and many more.

More about me is in my description!

There are also a few ground rules that I’ll set up as it is some of these are a big no! My blog is safe for anyone and they are welcome as long as they don’t do any of the following:

I do not accept any kind of harassment or bullying, it will not be permitted on this blog, because c’mon people, common decency don’t be a jerk.

I do not tolerate any kind of creepiness, like don’t ask such personal questions about me or ask me to draw NSFW, I will definitely not take those requests.

I ESPECIALLY DO NOT TOLERATE PEDOPHILES, ZOOPHILES, INCEST AND CREEPS. Please stay away from my blog, you are not welcome. I will block you immediately.

I do not like dark jokes that include; Self harm and SA. Sometimes I get it’s a way to cope but it worries me and makes me uncomfortable personally, especially when people make those types of jokes and never have been in any of those situations.

If you are a person I have not talked too and just randomly DM without any context, you may be blocked, also spammers of gross weird stuff, I ain’t interested, get a life and just leave me alone. Blocked. (Directed at the stupid bots on Tumblr I hope those burn.)

Oh one more thing! I don’t support creators if they have done bad things but instead separate creator from art. Only times I would find myself supporting the creator is if they had proved themselves to get better genuinely. I do not like drama in general, I’m tired of seeing it, and most of the time it’s usually people who over-dramatize some things… Ofc there are situations in which cases they are VERY serious, and I’ll know it when I see it. Just saying, please keep the drama to yourselves, I’m not interested, nor will I ever be interested. This place here is for fun and silly things :}

Please if any of you guys are going through something, please please, I beg of you, get help, go to your nearest therapist, anything.

That’s all I have for today folks, if you have any questions I’ll be sure to answer them! :) Will also take some art/fanfic requests!

#intro to my blog #introduction #information #about me #slashers #twisted wonderland #hunter x hunter #inuyasha #demon slayer #osomatsu san #pokémon go #dislyte #deltarune #undertale #pokemon #animal crossing #mario #sonic fandom #dead by daylight #resident evil #devil may cry #cod mw 2022 #somethings wrong with sunny day jack #dachabo #mushroom oasis vn #my dear hatchet man #john doe #frost bite #br0ken colors #tmnt

[lousloverslane]

Welcome to Lover’s Lane <3

Things you might want to know:

My name is Lou

I’m 19 years old

I like a wide variety of things, feel free to dm me to talk about it ;)

If there’s anything else I should list here please lmk, dms and asks are open to everyone over 18

Blog Rules:

Must be over 18 to interact

No phobes or racists, you know the drill

Please know that this is all role play/ fantasy, everyone deserves basic respect and decency!!

How I tag:

There are a couple of different tags that I’ll use on posts. They’re usually pretty self explanatory.

#vid is for videos

#gif is for gifs

#pic is for pictures

#text is for text posts or stories (usually not written by me but who knows)

#mine is for any post that IS mine originally

#fav is for posts that I absolutely adore

#ask is for answering asks that people send me (please feel free to send asks i love them)

#anon is for anonymous askers

Lmk if I should add something :)

And that’s it folks! I hope you have a fun time whenever you find yourself at Lover’s Lane <3

#vid #gif #pic #text #mine #fav #ask #anon #navigation

[deadveiled]

              𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐈 𝐑𝐔𝐍 𝐌𝐘 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐒.

ꜱᴘᴇᴇᴅ.  as of right now, my blog runs (almost) fully on a queue, which is a decision i made earlier in the semester since i want to focus more of my time on school work, practicing, graduate school applications, and taking care of my mental and physical health, which can often involve extended breaks from the rpc. with that said, i do try and queue up at least one response every time i find myself on here, which is usually a tiny bit at the middle of the day and mostly in the late afternoon and evenings (when i’m not dicking around elsewhere or watching shows). weekends and US holidays/school breaks are a different story, where i’m around more often but still trying to focus on myself.

ʀᴇᴘʟɪᴇꜱ.  i tend to draft all of the thread replies that i owe and queue up at least one response for whenever i’m online and feel like completing something from my drafts, as i mentioned in the last section. i also tend to queue these responses in the order that i receive them, but it depends on how much i’m feeling a specific thread and if i’m mains with the other or not. if it’s been around a couple weeks since you replied to a thread we’re doing, please feel free to send me a gentle poke, and it  would be helpful to provide a link to the thread since sometimes things  tend to get lost in my drafts. i don’t use banners or any fancy graphics in my responses, just still icons.

ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛᴇʀꜱ.  i don’t post a ton of these, but when i do, they’re usually inspired by songs (as per usual). not very many of them tend to get a lot of notes, sometimes none at all, so if it’s been a while where i’ve had a starter and i want to write whatever that one is about, i’ll likely just reblog it again instead of making a new one. my opens are generally always open, and any of my mutuals are always welcome to respond!! c: i use banners for starter calls.

ᴀꜱᴋꜱ.  like thread responses, in-character responses to things in the inbox tend to be queued, and i also like to publish them in the order i get them, unless if it’s some prompt or starter that i’m really excited about. anon asks are currently closed at the moment due to both anxiety from a very brief harassment incident that occurred over the summer and because i get anxious about having anonymous messages, particularly with the astounding degree of hatred towards marginalized folks like trans people at the moment, of which i am. i’m also never really in the mood to see people arguing with me in my inbox about my character and my writing habits, which have happened on other blogs before. so i decided that it’s best to not have that option at all. that topic aside, if it’s been a while since you’ve sent in an ask, please feel free to give a gentle poke, and if it’s from a meme, it would be helpful to specify that as well. i use banners, dividers, and still icons in my ask posts, which i tend to just copy and paste from the ask itself into a new text post (which you all probably already know).

ᴏᴏᴄ ꜱᴛᴜꜰꜰ.  sometimes i often take more time to answer ooc stuff and chat with you guys than i do for threads or asks & other in character stuff i owe you guys, because i love to talk to y’all and get to know y’all as people since i think it makes us better writing partners. i also love getting asks for ooc stuff, like from memes. for ooc posts i use banners.

ᴍᴇꜱꜱᴀɢɪɴɢ & ᴅɪꜱᴄᴏʀᴅ.  mutuals are always welcome to dm me here on tumblr to ask questions. most ooc interactions i prefer to have on discord, where you can find me at dumb bitch energy#7000. i personally find the platform a lot more accessible and easier to use and has statistically been less fucky with me than tumblr messaging. for things like further plotting and discussion, i strongly prefer discord, but if you don’t have a discord, then tumblr messenger works just fine.

ʜɪᴀᴛᴜꜱ.  whenever i take a hiatus, i will make both a public post and mark my blog as such in the current pinned post. the only roleplay blogs of mine that are not currently on hiatus are this one (even though i’m admittedly on a semi-hiatus here), @titxxn​, & @cybermarked​. speaking of this blog being on a semi-hiatus at the moment, responses are going to come a lot slower than the responses on other blogs, and my activity will be a lot spottier. when i’m on any kind of hiatus, all rules regarding sending me messages about asks and replies that i owe you are rescinded. i’ve done all i believe is necessary to notify you regarding my absence, and i expect that you respect my decision and my space and not continuously hound me.

ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ʀᴘ ʙʟᴏɢꜱ.  all of my other rp blogs can be found here.

#( i only decided today that i was gonna post about hiatus ) #( but it's in my pinned post so i guess this is your announcement if you weren't already aware c: ) #noah rambles. >>> 𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑

[titxxn]

               𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐈 𝐑𝐔𝐍 𝐌𝐘 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐒.

ꜱᴘᴇᴇᴅ.  as of right now, my blog runs (almost) fully on a queue, which is a decision i made earlier in the semester since i want to focus more of my time on school work, practicing, graduate school applications, and taking care of my mental and physical health, which can often involve extended breaks from the rpc. with that said, i do try and queue up at least one response every time i find myself on here, which is usually a tiny bit at the middle of the day and mostly in the late afternoon and evenings (when i’m not dicking around elsewhere or watching shows). weekends and US holidays/school breaks are a different story, where i’m around more often but still trying to focus on myself.

ʀᴇᴘʟɪᴇꜱ.  i tend to draft all of the thread replies that i owe and queue up at least one response for whenever i’m online and feel like completing something from my drafts, as i mentioned in the last section. i also tend to queue these responses in the order that i receive them, but it depends on how much i’m feeling a specific thread and if i’m mains with the other or not. if it’s been around a couple weeks since you replied to a thread we’re doing, please feel free to send me a gentle poke, and it would be helpful to provide a link to the thread since sometimes things tend to get lost in my drafts. i don’t use banners or any fancy graphics in my responses, just still icons.

ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛᴇʀꜱ.  i don’t post a ton of these, but when i do, they’re usually inspired by songs (as per usual). not very many of them tend to get a lot of notes, sometimes none at all, so if it’s been a while where i’ve had a starter and i want to write whatever that one is about, i’ll likely just reblog it again instead of making a new one. my opens are generally always open, and any of my mutuals are always welcome to respond!! c: i use banners for starter calls.

ᴀꜱᴋꜱ.  like thread responses, in-character responses to things in the inbox tend to be queued, and i also like to publish them in the order i get them, unless if it’s some prompt or starter that i’m really excited about. anon asks are currently closed at the moment due to both anxiety from a very brief harassment incident that occurred over the summer and because i get anxious about having anonymous messages, particularly with the astounding degree of hatred towards marginalized folks like trans people at the moment, of which i am. i’m also never really in the mood to see people arguing with me in my inbox about my character and my writing habits, which have happened on other blogs before. so i decided that it’s best to not have that option at all. that topic aside, if it’s been a while since you’ve sent in an ask, please feel free to give a gentle poke, and if it’s from a meme, it would be helpful to specify that as well. i use banners, dividers, and still icons in my ask posts, which i tend to just copy and paste from the ask itself into a new text post (which you all probably already know).

ᴏᴏᴄ ꜱᴛᴜꜰꜰ.  sometimes i often take more time to answer ooc stuff and chat with you guys than i do for threads or asks & other in character stuff i owe you guys, because i love to talk to y’all and get to know y’all as people since i think it makes us better writing partners. i also love getting asks for ooc stuff, like from memes. for ooc posts i use banners.

ᴍᴇꜱꜱᴀɢɪɴɢ & ᴅɪꜱᴄᴏʀᴅ.  mutuals are always welcome to dm me here on tumblr to ask questions. most ooc interactions i prefer to have on discord, where you can find me at dumb bitch energy#7000. i personally find the platform a lot more accessible and easier to use and has statistically been less fucky with me than tumblr messaging. for things like further plotting and discussion, i strongly prefer discord, but if you don’t have a discord, then tumblr messenger works just fine.

ʜɪᴀᴛᴜꜱ.  whenever i take a hiatus, i will make both a public post and mark my blog as such in the current pinned post. the only roleplay blogs of mine that are not currently on hiatus are this one, @cybermarked​, and @deadveiled​ (although it’s kind of on a semi-hiatus). when i’m on any kind of hiatus, all rules regarding sending me messages about asks and replies that i owe you are rescinded. i’ve done all i believe is necessary to notify you regarding my absence, and i expect that you respect my decision and my space and not continuously hound me.

ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ʀᴘ ʙʟᴏɢꜱ.  all of my other rp blogs can be found here.

#noah rambles. >>> 𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 #( saw this on the dash a lil earlier today and figured i should share too c: )