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omi-nor · 1 year

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Rules and brief about!

Welcome! This is a rp blog for ygo characters. Probably going to just stick with mostly Yami Bakura right now. But I might add others later.

Here are some general things you should know:

- I am very new to rp still. And still not super familiar with Tumblr. Still a lot of things I don't know or have never done before, so please keep this in mind

- It almost feels like my first time ever encountering ygo.

I've just picked up the manga for the 1st time about three days ago too.

- I am an adult and would prefer characters and muns to be 18+. No nsfw stuff with minors

- I really do try to read and remember everyone's rules, but sometimes I forget my own rules, so please forgive me if I forget something

- On that note, I am pretty forgetful, in general. I try to jot down notes to help with this, but there is a chance I may forget an ic interaction

- Try to give me about a week before giving me a reminder, though.

- I am VEEERY slow a lot of the time. Like, many days, maybe a week, slow. Sometimes more than a week. Not always, but just giving you a heads up.

- I try not to spam notifs or dash, but, it might happen, occasionally. I will always reblog from the source, unless the mun has made it explicitly clear that they actually prefer it be from them or don't care either way or, for some reason, I can't get to the source.

- I am kind of the exact opposite of most people, it seems. I actually would LOVE it if you went on a like spree. And I actually prefer it if you reblogged memes from me (as long as we have spoken at least once). And dash spam almost never bothers me. You can also come into my ims, that doesn't really bother me either.

- I'm not the best at # tagging stuff. I haven't really got a system going yet

- I follow #omi-nor and #ominor, but I don't look at tags very often

- Please don't be afraid to @ me for dash games, lmao. I usually love those. May not always do them, but yeah.

- I am a very heavy cell phone user, but, so far, I don't think I've run into trouble because of this. Trimming is the only big thing I have doubts about still right now.

- Rules could change. I tried my best to give some solid info here, but it could change. I'll probably make a post if there is a change?

(I really hope I'm not forgetting something because I am writing this from memory.)

- I am pretty anxious about stuff. I'm trying not to be, but it's hard.

Like, sometimes I look at a meme and there's a part of me that wants to do it, but there's also a little pang of anxiety a lot of the time. Lol, I dunno, man..

- I may not answer every ask or do everything thing. And I'm trying to get better at sometimes saying no to things. But I don't want people to get discouraged about interacting, either, lol.

I also try not to pressure other people and a lot of stuff coming from me doesn't have a whole lot of expectation attached to it. (Like, if I @ you in a dash game, for example)

- One important thing about communication: I always feel like I'm in a tug of war of trying not to talk too much to people because I'm worried I'm bothering them just a bit and then realizing I may not be talking enough, so I'm basically a stranger to them.

- "Plot something out" kinda scares me a bit, cause all the rp I've ever done - I think - was just off the cuff. Maybe it's not as scary as it sounds and maybe I've technically already plotted without knowing it. But yeah.

- I might need to take 2 or 3 weeks off from time to time. Just giving you a heads up. I'll try to say something.

- Going by Rainy for mun name. It just kinda stuck, lol.

- It's very easy for me to feel a bit overwhelmed. A part of me hates to do this, but I may need to temporarily shut down my ask box and not accept @s or #s for a bit if I feel like I have too much to do. I may need to make a very short ooc post just to let people know?

- I'm going to say, yes, all my memes have no expiration date, though.

- On a similar note, I think it's very possible I will go through your posts and send in stuff from a very long while back, in some cases. I usually assume there is no expiration date for other people's memes, but I usually try to ask first. But if there is, please feel free to ignore.

- I may or may not use icons

- If I see a reply to a thread and I am super tired, I won't read it until I've slept long enough for me to feel better (which could be a long time). I feel like being tired while reading really distorts things, so I like to only read it after I've gotten some sleep.

Honestly, the same is usually true for even ooc conversation. I just don't do well when I'm sleep deprived and sometimes I will just pass out for, like, 12 hours. (I LOVE it when this happens, though. I feel great afterwards.)

***ABOUT YAMI BAKURA***

My Yami Bakura is, right now, based off of anime English dub canon, for the most part. But now that I have the manga, it might slowly start to change a bit. Not sure.

I kinda wanted to try Ryo, but I haven't found Ryo in the English dub to be very inspiring, so far. A lot of his screen time was him just kinda flatly explaining the duels. Poor Ryo. You see glimpses of an actual character, at times, but it's rough, man.

I was debating keeping Ryo or not, but just to avoid confusion, I'm gonna wait to see what the manga has to offer.

Can I lastly just say? I really like the ygo rpc so far.

#rules

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spacestationstorybook · 10 months

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here are some expanded thoughts i have on the discussion that's happening right now around sharing f/os and the degree to which these characters are "real" to people. since i've been seeing a lot of different takes and i wanted to share my own.

i don't think there's anything wrong with having a f/o you view as real, and treat as a real partner. for some people this is due to a mental illness, for some people this is a coping mechanism, for some it's both. i do think that if you can make the effort it is worth it to try and form some kind of connection with other people around you, because not to sound preachy but it really will help your mental health in the long run to have a solid support system. if you can, try reaching out to groups and organizations in your area that seem like something you'd be interested in. if you can't, that's also okay. i'm all for doing what helps you cope, as long as it isn't hurting real people in the process.

which is kind of the sticking point, because occasionally you'll see people (not actually thinking of tumblr here but this is something i have seen in the reddit‏‏‎ ‎waifuism community) seeing people as lesser for being attracted to multiple characters, acting like this makes them slutty or cheaters or some other awful thing. the reddit community doesn't even accept polyamorous relationships with more than one character (and also a lot of people's "waifus" are underage in that subreddit but that's an entirely different can of worms). i think both sides should understand that self ship, or being fictoromantic, or whatever your preferred term is, is something that different people experience differently and neither side deserves scorn for their coping mechanisms.

i also think, while you obviously can't help your mental health symptoms, it is your responsibility to manage them to some degree, and posting publicly about how much you hate and despise people who share your f/os and wishing ill on them is immature behavior coming from anyone. example: i have a phobia of wasps. while this is a different scenario, this is a symptom of mental illness that i manage by blocking and filtering tags and blogs that could upset me. if something makes it through, or a mutual of mine who likes bugs reblogs a picture of wasps, i don't start posting about how disgusting and awful everyone who likes wasps are and how they should all die in a pit so i can have a pure unfiltered internet experience. i feel fucked up for a while, maybe talk about how it made me feel to a private group of friends, and i move on. i'm not gonna say "it's that easy" because maybe it's not easy for everyone but i think that while mental illness can be an explanation, it shouldn't be an excuse. i'm also not saying you have to like or get along with everyone you share with--fuck it, i don't, lol. sometimes i have mean or uncharitable thoughts toward them if i end up seeing them somewhere. but also, those are my issues, and it's not fair to also make them everyone else's.

this isn't meant to start an argument with anyone since i think all of my mutuals have said good stuff about this that i can agree with! i think there's a lot of nuance to this situation and this is just my personal opinion <3

#you can rb if you want #this is just me writing out my stream of consciousness. as i do.#nyx on comms #self ship #safeship

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blessphemy · 1 year

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I posted 1,413 times in 2022

That's 358 more posts than 2021!

157 posts created (11%)

1,256 posts reblogged (89%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@typhlonectes

@sequintial

@uovoc

@grimark

@owlmylove

I tagged 1,338 of my posts in 2022

Only 5% of my posts had no tags

#murderbot - 122 posts

#cyborg lifeblogging - 117 posts

#art - 115 posts

#humans - 49 posts

#birds - 46 posts

#soundpost - 44 posts

#the world - 43 posts

#plants - 42 posts

#video - 36 posts

#bugs - 36 posts

Longest Tag: 139 characters

#i think im in a bit of a pattern lately and i want to try cracking experimentally out of it but…. at what angle? surely theres some element

My Top Posts in 2022:

my experience of the film goncharov is probably going to be similar to my experience of any other film that i half-intend to eventually see but probably never will aka: experienced second and third-hand through my tumblr dash

41 notes - Posted November 20, 2022

me when i see reference to fandom discourse i am blissfully unaware of in the tag: oh phew lol *blocks that too*

59 notes - Posted July 20, 2022

me watching An Anime (in this case Mob Psycho 100) with subtitles (because my ear is a bit off and I have a poor vocabulary) is always a little bit of an internal analysis of translation choices:

i mean I know why they translate “もてる” to “popular” but it really is not the same thing.

actually it’s an interesting word now that I look at it. like huh is it really the kanji “持てる” as in “持つ” as in “to hold,” as in “you have the capacity to hold [attention, popularity, likeability].” there is also a pretty solid connotation of being Hot, but also of having like… qualifications for being popular/desirable, I guess, like a fun personality, or having a good job. I wouldn’t call “持てる” to be “popularity” itself, but rather to have the traits that are known to make one attractive/desirable, which may naturally leads to popularity, specifically popularity with The Ladies.

Alternative translation: “swag”

62 notes - Posted October 1, 2022

Names in The Murderbot Diaries (character spoilers)

All Systems Red:

Ayda Mensah — "Ayda" is of Arabic origin, meaning “returning, to come back." Mensah is a Ghanian surname (most common surname in current-day Ghana), apparently meaning “third-born”

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268 notes - Posted January 30, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

walking downtown, a biker gang all dressed up in colorful costumes roll slowly by, including but not limited to: the Cookie Monster, Jack Skellington, Kermit, and a chicken

My dad, confidently: those are furries

419 notes - Posted October 30, 2022

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#tumblr2022 #year in review #mostly unsurprising

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st-eve-barnes · 1 year

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I posted 5,075 times in 2022

70 posts created (1%)

5,005 posts reblogged (99%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@neonhairspray

@infected

@robiinbuckley

@st-eve-barnes

@fiftyscenes

I tagged 3,702 of my posts in 2022

Only 27% of my posts had no tags

#eddie - 361 posts

#joseph - 281 posts

#lol - 139 posts

#steddie - 126 posts

#joe - 117 posts

#daniel bruhl - 107 posts

#stranger things 4 - 103 posts

#rofl - 92 posts

#chris - 83 posts

#btvs - 80 posts

Longest Tag: 137 characters

#it's even funnier when you've just watched an episode of ru paul's drag race and had an actuel conversation about body glitter with hubby

My Top Posts in 2022:

I just wanted to write a cute short fluffy drabble about Eddie taking care of the reader's bruised hand and then her getting infatuated with his hands because of how soft and caring he is with her. It was supposed to be sweet and innocent but now I'm 6 pages in and he's about to go down on her, this was not the plan!

120 notes - Posted July 24, 2022

Somewhere only we know

(Aemond Targaryen x fem Reader)

Summary: In the real world you and Aemond can't be together. At night, behind the doors of his chambers things are different...

Warnings: 18+ for smut, explicit language/content, fingering, oral (female receiving), orgasm delay, possessive/jealous Aemond, angst, some fluff

Word count: +2500

My mind has been full of this man since I finished the show last week, I just had to write something to get him out of my system (I don't think it's working yet lol)

(All my fics are on AO3)

You heard his footsteps long before he entered the room, his walk so familiar to you, you would recognize it anywhere.

A smile tugged on your lips when you heard him lock the door behind him.

What happened in these quarters was not for anyone else to see, or to hear. It was solely between you and him.

Neither of you spoke, you didn’t even look at him, kept your eyes down, waited until you felt him move behind you.

His fingers danced across your shoulder blade, his touch featherlight but enough to put goosebumps all over you. He gently moved your hair to one side, exposing your neck to him. His kiss was soft, hungry and wet, teeth grazing the skin on your neck and shoulder, biting you gently only so he could lick the sensitive flesh afterwards. Make it all better. He always made everything better.

Your eyes closed in a heavy sigh as you leaned back against his chest.

His other hand came to rest on your waist. Firm, solid, keeping you right where he needed you.

His breath was fire on your skin, not giving you a moment of respite. You were burning up already, and he could feel it.

“Lift up your skirt,” his voice rough in your ear.

An order, not a question.

You obliged.

He smirked when he noticed you weren’t wearing anything underneath. His hand snaked around your neck, lips brushing against your cheek.

”Look at you, my filthy girl,” he whispered,”So needy and ready for me, hmm?"

His grip around your neck tightened, not enough to choke you but enough to make sure you wouldn’t move.

His other hand sank down between your legs, teasing the inside of your thigh, touching you everywhere except where you needed him most.

“Please,” you begged.

Growing up you always believed you would never beg a man for anything but all those morals had flown out the window the day you met Aemond Targaryen. You would be on your knees all day and night if he asked.

“Please, I need….”

You didn’t get to finish your plea because his hand moved down lower, leaving no more need for words. All you could do was bite your lip and try to keep quiet while his fingers explored your folds, teasing your entrance and making perfect slow circles on your clit.

You could feel the press of his hard cock against your ass and you tried to move, give him friction but he was quick to stop you.

“Don’t.” A warning in his tone, he wouldn’t ask you twice.”This isn’t about me. Yet.”

Keeping quiet was no longer an option when Aemond’s fingers started giving you exactly what you had craved all night, pushing two digits deep inside your walls while never neglecting your most sensitive spot. Your moans started filling the dark room. You were falling and there was no stopping it now.

“Hold onto me,” he breathed into your ear as you started to succumb to him.

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192 notes - Posted December 1, 2022

Something for the pain (a smutty Eddie Munson one shot)

(Eddie Munson x female reader)

Story: After Eddie saves you from a bad date with Jason he takes care of your bruised hand and a lot more.

Word count: 4310

Warning: 18+ for explicit sexual content and language. Oral (female receiving), neck kissing, teasing, dry humping, the whole works. Lots of fluff too. Protective and soft Eddie. Mild angst (mostly Jason being an entitled asshole)

It was Saturday night and Eddie was having a smoke by the lake, taking a break from the heat in his trailer after what had been the hottest day in months. It had finally started to cool down now and he enjoyed being out here, feeling the soft breeze blowing through his long hair and hearing the calming sounds of the water in the background.

But his quiet alone time was interrupted by incoming noises, it sounded like a couple arguing and they were quickly coming closer.

So much for enjoying the peace and quiet.

Eddie moved from the water towards the trees, not feeling like interrupting anything or getting involved in a stupid lover’s quarrel.

When the voices approached Eddie immediately recognized the male voice, arrogant and entitled as always, Jason. Oh, now he definitely wanted to get out of here. But then he recognized the other voice, the girl, and he stopped in his tracks.

“Jason, let’s just go, okay? It’s been a long day and I honestly just wanna get home,” you pleaded, walking out in front of him.

“Oh honey, come on, don’t be such a spoilsport, the night is still young and I don’t intend on ending it just yet. At least not before we…”

You stopped and turned to him, crossing your arms and giving him a look,”Before we what?”

Jason moved closer to you, grinning and looking into your eyes,”Well, I spent all day acting all nice and proper in front of your family, being the perfect date. How about you return that favor?”

“What?!”

“Come on, it’ll be enjoyable for both of us,” he moved even closer. You took a step back but he had his hands on you before you could get away, gripping your wrists in a firm hold,”You know you want to.”

“Let go of me!”

“Give me a chance,” he insisted, pushing his body up against yours and trying to steal a kiss.

“Jason, stop,” you tried with all your might to push him back but he was stronger than you.

“Why are you being like this?” he wrapped an arm around your waist, making it even harder to escape,”You’re not a virgin, are you? Cause I don’t mind, I can teach you…”

“Get your hands off me!” you yelled and struggled to get away from him when a sound coming from between the trees startled you both.

Eddie Munson stepped out of the woods, an amused smile on his face,“Well, well, well, what do we have here?”

He had his arms crossed and slowly moved closer, focussing all his attention on Jason, distracting him from what he was doing.

You used the opportunity to finally break free from him and create some distance between you two.

Jason turned his back to you to face Eddie,”Munson, this doesn’t concern you. Get lost, freak.”

“Oh, ouch, words hurt, dude,” Eddie grabbed his heart playfully and looked at you over Jason’s shoulder,”Was I interrupting anything?”

“As a matter of fact…,” Jason started.

“I was’t asking you,” Eddie dismissed him and kept his eyes on you.

Jason was quick to turn around and he gave you an angry look, warning you.

“I’m fine,” you spoke softly, avoiding Eddie’s eyes and thereby missing the almost disappointed look on his face.

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596 notes - Posted July 24, 2022

MCU has been a big hit or miss with me these past years, I loathed Endgame but I thought Wandavision was truly amazing. I was genuinely disapppointed with Loki but then Spider man No way home blew me away and I even went to see it twice on the big screen.

So I watched Multiverse of madness last night and of course I have some thoughts. Spoilers under the cut

I had such high hopes for this movie, NWH already showed us what they could do with the multiverse and I think many people with me expected Marvel to go all out with that in a movie called MULTIVERSE of MADNESS.

Unfortunately not even half of the potential of the multiverse is being used here, and most of it is already shown in the trailer. For real though, marketing team, what were you thinking putting your biggest cameo in the trailer?? You do not play your best card right off the bat! I hadn't even thought of more big cameos until they showed me Charles f*cking Xavier in the trailer. THAT made me expect more.

And there was more, but it wasn't what I wanted. Can someone please tell Marvel that Captain Peggy Carter isn't as popular as they believe her to be? Whether it's Endgame or Haley and the stuff I read about her I'm not sure but the second I saw her I felt this huge dislike in the pit of my stomach. Maybe I wasn't the only one who wasn't a big fan because the audience stayed rather quiet when she came on. (In fact the audience reacted more when Wanda split her in half with the shield and honestly if I hadn't been team Wanda before that scene alone sure did it and was strangely satisfying! lol)

During NWH our audience cheered and clapped on multiple occasions, this time that only happened once: when sir John Krasinski showed up as Reed Richards. That was the stuff I think we all wanted to see more of.( I'm sure if Xavier hadn't been in the trailer he would have gotten the biggest cheers.)

Unfortunately that one big scene was where that fun ended. Can we also talk about how stupid it is to put all your big cameo's in one and the same scene and then quickly kill them all off? This could have been spread throughout the movie keeping the audience more engaged and excited who else would pop up.

But enough about the cameos.

Wanda Maximoff, I wasn't a fan of the character in the beginning but she has grown on me so much throughout the years and after Wandavision definitely became one of my favorite characters in the entire MCU. But this movie doesn't get her quite right. Don't get me wrong, evil Wanda is amazing to look at and the horror elements especially when she enters the house of other Wanda for the first time were amazing, some of the best parts of the movie for me. But she regressed in this movie, basically her storyline is a copy of what happened in Wandavision and next to being an all powerful witch they kinda reduced her to Mom Wanda and I really didn't like that part. Also where the hell was Vision and wasn't he part of the family she wanted? Because this movie solely talks about her kids. That annoyed me. The ending also, NO, I mean obviously she's not dead but just no, she deserves a lot better, please do better for her, Marvel writers.

Next to mom Wanda Marvel also wanted to show us a little dad Strange, neither were a good thing for me and that may be personal but it once again felt like Marvel putting down those family values it seems to love so much. Which brings me to America Chavez, the new young character that had to be introduced in this movie and I'm sure younger viewers love her but personally the character didn't add anything. It was a young girl who couldn't control her powers and needed help and of course by the end she realizes she had the potential to control it all along, I mean...been there done that? And even then it was lame.

There was not enough Dr Strange in this Dr Strange movie and I don't necessarily mean screen time but I feel like we didn't really get anywhere with his character because all his actions were focussed on either America or Wanda, or Christine. And his love story with Christine to me is just boring, in every universe.

The dialogue in the movie wasn't very good either, not funny and sometimes so standard it literally made me roll my eyes thinking "this is what we're spending time on when we could be watching Loki and Strange have a witty face off?" (just an example, I did not expect Loki in this movie tbh but it could have been great) I feel like in general this was a movie with a lot of missed opportunities and I've seen some fans saying well your expectations were too high and you set yourself up for disappointment but I'm sorry, no. Marvel set those expectations with No way home and all missed cameos aside if the storyline and everything else was strong enough people wouldn't complain so much about that, but it just wasn't. The writing felt lazy, and messy and uninspired and you can feel it pretty early on in the movie and unfortunately it doesn't get better.

Let's end with some positives then, the movie no doubt is entertaining and visually stunning, I mean even with the boring dialogue now and then I was never bored watching it, the possibilities created through the multiverse remain exciting and I really hope future projects will explore this in a better way. My man Wong is a treasure and he was one of the best things in the movie. Also Wanda, even though they did her wrong whenever Elizabeth is on screen she captivates the audience, she's the main star of this movie for me and I will always be team Wanda here.

Overall unfortunately this is another miss for me from Marvel and I can't help but feel a little bitter over what we could have had here, this was the movie to go all out with the multiverse and they failed.

631 notes - Posted May 5, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Even after his death the MCU is still so obsessed with Steve's sexuality that they had to explicitly state he was a sexually active straight man and not a, god forbid, virgin. They made a point of mentioning this in a show that has nothing to do with him, several projects after we said goodbye to the character.

And the fact that it was treated as a joke and so many people think this is funny is even more concerning.

Would it be funny if they talked about Nat like that? Or would that make it creepy and invasive? Newsflash, it should feel just as creepy and invasive when we're doing it to a man. In 2022 do we still call mature virgins sad and treat them like a joke? Have we not moved past this??

(Does the MCU even know ace people exist?)

I don't expect much from Marvel but this was so low and so cheap even I'm amazed.

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stubbychaos · 3 years

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30 questions

I was tagged by @datmando for this (hi yes ily my fellow clown <333)

rules: answer 30 questions and tag 20 blogs you want to get to know better

1. Name/Nickname: Amber (I wish I had a cool nickname but I really don’t </3) Just call me clown at this point lol.

2. Gender: female, she/her

3. Star sign: Cancer

4. Height: 5′3 (Where my short gang at😞✌️)

5. Time: 9:30 PM

6. Birthday: July 3rd :)

7. Favorite bands: Muse, Pink Floyd (One of my all time faves), Nine Inch Nails, No Doubt, Queen, Coheed and Cambria, Radiohead, The Cure, System of a Down, The Smiths.

8. Favorite solo artists: Hozier (obviously lmao), Selena, Zack Hemsey, Lorde, Billy Idol, FKA twigs, AURORA, James Vincent McMorrow. Idk if it counts, but most of what I listen to when writing is composers such as Hans Zimmer, Ramin Djawadi, Junkie XL, Marco Beltrami, John Williams and obviously 👀👀 Ludwig Goransson (Troopers still haunts me every time I write any future action scene in a fic lmao)

9. Song stuck in your head: Down The Burning Ropes-James Vincent McMorrow :( Along with Rose Golden by Kid Cudi

10. Last movie: How The Grinch Stole Christmas (Pls don’t judge this movie is iconic lmaooo)

11. Last show: Schitt’s Creek

12. When I did create this blog: This specific blog, I want to say I created around January or early February, but didn’t get more comfortable posting until later March

13. What I post: Mostly Mandalorian/Star Wars content, plus other movies and shows that I’m interested in :)

14. Last thing I googled: Best sleeping position for lower back pain </333 lmao

15. Other blogs: My main is @jake-chillinhaal even tho it’s been inactive for a while lmao

16. Do i get asks: I do and I love the random asks that I get!!! Whether it be about my writing or just life in general :)

17. Why i chose my url: So like, I love Grogu so much and he is both stubby and chaotic, right?!! I too am stubby and sometimes chaotic so I feel like stubbychaos was only fitting!!

18. Following: Around 300

19. Followers: I haven’t checked in a while, but I think the last time I did, it was around 500?

20. Average hours of sleep: I would give it a solid 5 hours lmao

21. Lucky number: 87

22. Instruments: I know basic piano and that’s it lol

23. What I’m wearing: An oversized hoodie and leggings

24. Dream job: ASL Interpreter or teacher

25. Dream trip: I was actually supposed to take a trip up north to Canada this year and obviously it didn’t happen bc of Covid :( other than that, I would love to visit New Zealand or Alaska.

26. Favorite food: I love Italian food but I’m pretty sure that’s only because I like carbs lmao. I’m usually not that picky when it comes to food, as long as there’s no meat in it.

27. Nationality: Idk man I’m so white😭😭 I’m sure there’s some German and Italian in there somewhere lol.

28. Favorite song: It’s honestly a tie between Breathe by Pink Floyd bc I literally have lyrics from that song tattooed on my body lmfao, or Burn by The Cure because The Crow is one of my favorite movies ever, and I love The Cure!

29. Last book: Red White and Royal Blue💀💀

30. Top 3 fictional universes I wanna live in: Obviously Star Wars, probably Lord of the Rings, and I’m not too sure what else tbh, maybe some Victorian novel where a hot ass dude would be scandalized by seeing my ankles bc I have nothing else going for me lmao

No pressure tags: @hdlynn @aerynwrites @maybege @absurdthirst @clydesducktape @princessxkenobi @tangledlove27 @anxiety-riddled-mando @prettylittlegoldfish @littlevodika (And anyone else that would like to do this!! Please feel free :)

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wondersbeyondcompare · 4 years

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Fan Dorm Introduction Videos

AGAIN, PLEASE DON’T WATCH THE ABOVE VIDEO UNTIL I SAY SO IN THIS POST!! TUMBLR DESKTOP WON’T LET ME PUT IT ANYWHERE ELSE (;o;)

I said in a previous post that I would think about doing fan dorm introduction videos, and I think I’ve found all the apps I need to create them! (*^▽^*)

I had to come up w/ a slightly alternate beginning tho 😅 I still have the smoke and the mirror, but I couldn’t find anything to replicate the mirror shine effect that wouldn’t:

a) mess w/ the video quality

b) have the effect behind a subscription I wasn’t willing to pay for OTL

So, in the end I just went w/ a flickering image in a mirror 💁‍♀️It kiiind of fits the whole aesthetic of hidden dorms on campus tho??? Like lost footage??? Where after the main part of the film was over, there would be a glitch effect and suddenly BOOM there’s the hidden (possibly cursed) secret bonus reel!!!! 😮

(￣▽￣) Yeah... maybe that’s just me...

Anyway, I replicated the other parts of the intro videos (zooms, transitions, ending, etc.) best I could! I might make some slight changes in the future to make it look nicer (pls excuse the messy silhouettes; I’ll definitely make it neater in the actual videos), but overall, this is a pretty solid template! Ummm;;; I didn’t have a fan dorm of my own, so I had to work w/ what I had (￣▽￣;) Pls don’t take the video too seriously. I just wanted to have some fun while making it, so I added a special guest while I did so...

(・∀・) you can watch the video now

With this project, I’ll make each fan dorm a separate video post! (The only reason I combined all the dorms in my previous video was b/c sometimes I would have only 1 student in a dorm and it made me sad to leave them by themselves (´；Д；`))

What I’ll need for each submission is:

1. Dorm Name

2. Dorm Symbol/Insignia/Logo

3. Sprites of your Characters (full body would be nice!! but waist-up/bust shots of them would be cool too! just make sure to keep it consistent for each OC)

4. A Background you want your OCs to stand against

5. Basic Info for each character

Name/ Name in katakana/ Voice claim (if they have one)/ Grade/ Birthday/ Height/ Age

To make it easier, you can send me links to their profiles as long as all the info’s on there! Same goes for the character sprites!

6. Voice Clips of their Voice Claims (I can work off voice claim videos as long as you tell which line you want!; same thing goes for any other videos too! just send me a link!)

You don’t have to have a voice claim, btw! If it makes it less awkward, sending in lines that your OC might say that I could use as subtitles would be a fine alternative!

Also, please keep the clips about 5-8 seconds each! It can go a bit over, but no longer than half a minute!

7. Names of their Voice Claims

8. Translations for Voice Clips (I can help find translations if the video you send me doesn’t have any! If you don’t want to include subtitles, we can go with that too)

9. What blog you want to tagged under

PLEASE READ:

- You can send me everything via DM if you want to! However, it would be nice if you could send me any images through reblog, Discord (tar0#3887), or email (I’ll give you one of my addresses; just message me about it). I ran into some problems when saving sprites from the Tumblr app’s DM system back then that I kinda want to avoid now;;; If there’s no other way, tho, then private messaging is fine!

- Don’t chain reblog this post! I don’t want to make this post any longer than it needs to be, so if you’re sending anything to me via reblog just reblog the original.

- Submissions and asks would be a good way to send images/info too! (Dw, I won’t post your ask/submission; I’ll send a message to you as soon as I receive it) Just turn off anon/tell me your blog name so I know who you are!

- Again, please don’t be mad at me if I post other stuff while doing this :(；ﾞﾟ'ωﾟ'): I’ll try to work as efficiently as I can, but sometimes I need a break;;;;

- Submission deadline will be July 31! I’ll be posting the videos at different times, so I don’t flood the dash. I probably won’t get that many, tho, so maybe that won’t be a problem lol

- For any additional questions, too, DM me! (*^▽^*)

- Reblogs just to boost this are also appreciated!

#twisted wonderland #twst #twisted wonderland fandorm #twst fandorm #twisted wonderland fan dorm #twst fan dorm #video #edits #my post #mun taro speaks #writing #forgive me for using the ramshackle character card for lucky #i spent a good amt of time making the card template and i didnt end up using it in the previous video #so i wanted to at least use it now #i also included images in this post so it wouldnt just be a long block of text #i just thought this would be a fun thing to do so pls dont worry about giving me too much work!!#theres a pandemic going on rn too so honestly i have a lot of free time...

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hi !! okay yikes this is kinda a weird question, but i started my own fanclan & designs blog but its a sideblog. nd like posts dont show up in tags unless u have 10+ followers, so i was wondering! do u have any advice on how to get wc mutuals and such!! or just how to get my art out there?? tysm for any advice u mughg have!! 💗

(ALSO BTW ur art is so good and adorable i love it aggghh all the cats r so good)

I'm not sure if my advice will be any good but I'm glad to help!!

My biggest advice is interacting with other people's posts! Likes, replies, reblogs. I follow the main WC tag and a lot of creators! I don't interact much with them outside of likes and the occasional rb, but for the most part your best friend will be people who mass rb specific cats, lol.

I also recommend trying your hand at little 'events'! Reblogging WC ask memes, or if you want to, expression memes or palettes! And!! I only really do icons for pride month and I usually get some of the highest activity with my posts then! And it goes year round too, sometimes. There's at least one blog that sometimes reblogs my pride icons still!

I don't really have many mutuals that I talk to, but replying or even asking/pming people to compliment them is always a good idea.

And, a good tagging system. Mine is currently all over the place with extra tags, but if you figure out a solid system it works great! It helps people seek out specific cats, clans, etc. I try to keep all my designs tagged as such, and any text posts tagged so people can find them easier.

And of course, finding the thing in your art that makes it fun or enjoyable! I experiment a lot with how I do my designs and choose colors for it all! Its a good way to change it up and keep followers engaged if there's new stuff to the designs. I'm just bad at implementing stuff, lol.

A lot of it is figuring out your niche and style and how you post. A queue is a good start into it, of course, and adding new posts to a queue to keep it full for a day or so is always a good thing!

And of course it isn't always about designs! If you do fanclans stuff, writing or drawing scenes is a good way to break up the line of image posts! Even doing scenes from a fanclan, or even a canon scene can help.

Of course, a lot of it is up to you, too! Interaction with posts varies from blog to blog, so it isn't always a one size fits all. Your art is going to be different from other people's, its going to have it own flair!

But, one thing I do wanna add is that interaction isn't always key. In my opinion, having fun is. I enjoy drawing this silly forest cats, and while seeing people interact with me and my posts is always great, I value having fun over interaction. It has it's own perks, the way Tumblr is means it usually values high activity posts at least for me, but it shouldn't control you or how you run your blog.

One thing that I do that I don't know if a lot of people do? Is I keep my old old art here. I don't like it anymore and I'm not impressed with it, I can pick out flaws or just in general, I'm disappointed in my older art. But! While I don't have the biggest following, I try to remember that for however slim it is, someone starting out in art might find it. Having the ability to see the development happen from one style to the next is always fun! I love finding people's old art and comparing it to their latest! That isn't really like.. A thing related to blog stuff, but its something I do! And I still cringe when people like the old stuff.

And!!! Thank you! I'm not sure how helpful it is, but as one creator to another, its nice being able to share stuff!

And when you settle in on that blog, feel free to ask me for a boost! I'd love to see your art!

I'm so glad you like my stuff!!

#ask #1-800-jongho #text #aaa you have no clue how excited I got!!#Im not good at it but I love giving advice!!#this blog is my child and I've been working at it for a while now #I've had this blog since 2018 and I havent had many chances to share my methods!!

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alloveroliver · 4 years

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Author Interview

I was tagged by @peacheat and @dear-mrs-otome THANK YOU GUYS!!! (I also added more Qs if you want to answer those as well *sweats*)

Name: Ash Knight

Fandoms: Now: MLQC, Ikemen Revolution, Ikemen Vampire, Ikemen Sengoku, Mystic Messenger, annnnnd one or two other otomes I like lol. Want to do in the future: Obey Me (Currently playing) Ikemen Genjiden (translating got to be too much but its GOOD!) Tokyo Debunkers (when it comes out in April!!!)

Where You Post: Mostly Tumblr but also Ao3!

Most Popular One-Shot: By far Victor x MC “In This Moment.” I’m glad cuz I spent a lot of time on this one and I love the concept of Victor stopping time because he know’s he’s going to miss MC <3

Most Popular Multi-Chapter Story: Mmm, I don’t have any muli fics yet BUT I do have 10 chapters of my blood thirsty fics! they are all oneshots though.

Favorite Story You Wrote: Its actually my first Oliver fic I posted around Aug of 2018 (Omg have I been doing this for that long???) It needs to be rewritten BUT heres the link. Oliver x MC “Giving Up Control” I still think about this fic often lmfao. Femdoming Oliver is 🤤👌

Story You Were Nervous to Post: Ooof, a recent Oliver fic. Only because it had alcohol themes and smoliver asking her on a date. Just due to his curse and things I didn't want to change too much but it was all consensual with adult Oliver. I was just nervous some people would read into it and take it the wrong way :( Oliver x MC “In A Perfect World You’re Happy With Me” (Looking back at it, it actually got a good response! I am surprised cuz I posted it then tried to put it out of my mind lol. #thanksanxiety

How You Choose Your Titles: First thing that comes to mind. Song lyrics, one word that sticks out in the fic. Or if its a common word or a word/title I’ve used before I put it into One Look Reverse Dictionary and find a similar word that means the sameish thing. I don’t dwell on titles too much tbh.

Completed: Last I counted, I had over 500 short stories under my belt. You can read them all on my blog but not everything was put into my masterlist. This was just due to the tumblr purge we had and I had to make a new masterlist since a lot of my fics got shadowbanned due to the tagging system back then. I didnt wanna repost them all lol

Incomplete: I have an entire spreadsheet that I plop all my ideas on... and it is FULL. I organize it by fandom, suitor, and fluff vs. smut. Ummmmmm.... See below: Coming soon lol.

Do You Outline? I usually start writing when I have an idea and if I need to step away from my computer I will do a quick outline. AKA just some quick bullet points of what I was thinking would happen next lol. If I ever take the time to properly do a full outline, I 100% go off the rails and do my own thing away from the outline. I am what is called a ‘discovery writer’ lol. I discoverer my own story as i write it then go back and edit it and act like I knew what I was doing all along lmfao.

Coming Soon/Not Yet Started: I have 3 substantial WIPS (like 2-3k words) I bounce between that I’m working on. Victor x Mc, Vincent x MC and Faust x MC.

A plan to do part 2 of Gavin x MC’ s ”Distortion” .

I also have an long running AU fic with Gavin x MC (8k currently) but that is far away from being done lol.

There is also an 11 chapter fic I am planning. I have 2 chapters written but I cant seem to figure out one major plot detail and its keeping me from getting it done anytime soon :(

There is a chapter fic im writing for a cradle born MC, however its a mesh of our MC and my OC and its kinda complicated. Also its fluff and I’m less interested in writing that BUT I really want to share this story <3

Valentines day is actually prob going to be the next thing yall see from me tbh and that is TBD

Do You Accept Prompts? I used to every once in a while but I have so many WIPS and no personal computer at home rn. (SOON THOUGH!) So I don’t have the chance to write as much in my free time as I used to. I’ll take prompts but I let them sit in my ask box until I am able to write them <3. I am not the person to ask people to stop sending them, cuz I like to see what yall want me to write and take that into consideration for sure. I like taking asks for Thirsty Thursday (even if its not thurs, I will hold onto them until then) and answer them 😍 I love those because more people are involved other than me and I like being a part of something bigger than myself 🤗

Upcoming Story You Are Most Excited to Write: My Victor x MC story. Its UMMMMM........ ITS SLOW BURN YALL. LIKE WHO AM I?! lmfao.

*(I am going to personally add a few questions to this tag that I am interested in knowing about others as well lol)*

What do you use to edit?: I pay for Grammarly (its AMAZING even the free version is super worth it)

For word meanings, synonyms, and better wording I use OneLook Reverse Dictionary ALL THE TIME for every single fic. (and like I said before, to help with titles)

When I feel like something is off and grammarly doesn’t quite know and I don’t know, I put the fic through Hemmingway Editor. It tells you HOW readable a sentence is. If its hard to read I rewrite it and make things a bit simpler for the eyes. Its free in the browser.

Writing setup: Ideally, the sun is coming in through the window, It’s cool inside, I’m wearing a fuzzy sweater, I have hot coffee or tea, and my head phones are in.

I listen to lofi music station on youtube but If its distracting I put on lofi without lyrics. I love THIS playlist. (this is live so it’ll prob break but here’s an alt link to their offline playlist) If I am in an upbeat mood I like “Electropose” music. Or I listen to the ‘setting’ a fic is in. Like if its raining in the story, I put on rain ambiance and things like that.

Do you use a beta reader? No 😬, not really. Anytime I have someone beta read and they comment on the content and not the editing I get way too nervous to post the fic and suddenly it get sick to my stomach laskjdlsdj. I trust a couple gals to beta read in an editing mind set but I don’t bother them all the time. I like to go balls to the walls and trust grammarly, post the damn thing, and bite my nails hoping for the best.

Where do you get your writing inspo?: Bruh, #1 READING! Reading books, reading fics, reading summaries for things. Also, reading the routes in otomes, watching anime, and letting my mind wonder lol. I also like to chat with people on discord and let the stories unfold. Inspo has also come from a lot of my dreams tbh. My dreams are hella vivid and I try to write them down when I wake up if they are interesting lol.

Can we get a quote from an upcoming WIP?:

[ Without cars and crowds, the evening wind picked up nothing but serene sounds. Crickets gently chirped and leafs quietly brushed one another. The branches rustled together, making an organic symphony that the wind carried up to the balcony you leaned on.

*****’s warm hands ran up and down your forearms, warming your chilled skin. From behind, he bent forward and nipped at the shell of your ear.

“Is that better?” His silky hands moved faster, creating heated friction.

“Mmm,” You relished in the sensation. “Much better.”

His gentle chuckle against your pulse made you wiggle into him. ***** pressed his solid chest against your back and sighed. “Maybe if you were wearing more than just my shirt, you wouldn’t be so chilly.”

“I just want to be out here for a moment. The fresh air is nice.” You pressed your lips together into a small smile and angled your face up to him. “Don’t you agree?” ]

tagging: @somethinglacking @pseudofaux @tarralin @steph-writing @kiarigirl @otonymous @jennacat84 @xathia-89 @toloveawarlord @moonlit--river @thequeenshuntress @thirstyforbishiesimagines <3 Honestly I want to tag more people but I don’t wanna be annoying SO if you do this feel free to tag me cuz I am soooooo curious about other writers! Lets be friendsssss <3

#ash speaks #ash ask meme #fanfic writing #this post is shadowbanned due to links

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rivetgoth · 4 years

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OC #4 - Vittoria Marcello

Pinterest board 🥀 Tag on OC blog

AH okay here we go, my next OC, I know I’m going slower than I’d originally hoped but what can you do, slow progress is still progress and I have a lot of stuff going on in the rest of my life as well right now, but here’s another gal of mine. She’s the other protagonist of my novel.

Vittoria is Giovanni’s sister, I talked about him before so I figured it made the most sense to discuss her next. Admittedly I can’t really tell all of her story without spoiling my novel some but it’s fine, I still wanna be vague as possible and in a perfect world my novel will get more traction than just the handful of people reading these, AND hopefully my biggest supporters would wanna read my novel even if they have a basic idea of what happens in it hehe. Anyway, like everyone else so far she’s from my alternative universe in the 2080s.

Basic info is that Vittoria is a heterosexual cis woman in her late twenties. She’s the youngest daughter and youngest child of the Marcello family, and although she has seven older siblings her only full brother is Giovanni, since they share a mother, although he’s seven years her senior. As I mentioned before, the Marcellos are the owners of the Marcello Candy Company, a corporation that pretty much has the monopoly on the pharmaceutical industry due to their drug-infused and heavily addictive candies.

Vittoria was named after her father, Vittorio, which was a last attempt by her mother to hopefully convince Vittorio to accept her as his own. The truth is Vittorio had not wanted another child, having already found Giovanni a disappointment and blaming his wife Camilia’s genetics (because his elder children are so perfect - I’ll discuss them later, some of ‘em are important), and when Camila got very sick during childbirth and, despite the riches of the Marcello Empire she was mysteriously unable to be cured, fowl play was suspected to be involved, but nobody was ever caught or exposed. Camila named Vittoria in hopes that Vittorio would see her as his child and want to raise her with pride, but this didn’t really work, and Vittoria spent a large portion of her childhood almost entirely alone. All of her siblings were significantly older than her, and not only did Giovanni have plenty of his own issues to worry about, but he felt a great deal of resentment towards Vittoria, blaming her for his mother’s death due to the fact that Camila’s death was officially ruled as complications in childbirth. Vittoria had no one around but servants given measly raises to watch over her, and by the time she was as young as four she had made a habit out of trying to sneak off, although she was always caught and returned.

Unlike Giovanni, who was forced into homeschooling, Vittoria was allowed to go to school, although it was a very prestigious private school that bored her to death. She tried again to run away while there, and this time pulled off a multi-day disappearance, but when she was found, her father, frustrated with the negative press that her sneaking off had caused the company, threatened to pull her out of school and keep her homeschooled and under house arrest with her brother if she pulled something like that again. So she sucked it up and got through grade school, although she grew increasingly standoffish and cold to others around her. Her largest solace came from art of all kinds, although especially dark and provocative art, art that gave her an outlet for her frustrations and anger. She loved loud abrasive music and weird looking art that used lots of contrast and lots of dark colors. She ended twelfth grade with no friends to speak of, although she quickly decided to pursue university as her next step in hopes that it would give her what she needed to find a profession of her own and escape her father’s house once and for all.

But Vittoria found herself in a new dilemma, which was that very little actually brought her much joy anymore. Depression had kicked her ass hard through school, and by the time she was in college (which her father paid for, something that frustrated her to no end as she was aware that she was still entirely stuck in his debt and helpless without his assistance) she had very little motivation or interest in anything. She switched majors a few times and eventually settled in on art history, because of her aforementioned love for art, although this decision angered her father, who told her she would be able to do nothing of use and find no success out in the world with a degree in art history. Scared that he was correct, Vittoria ended up giving up halfway through her degree, dropping out to instead jump correctly into business, still using her father’s funds as a startup. She started a fashion line, then a makeup line, then a perfume line, all of which she felt no connection to whatsoever, opting to go with easy, mainstream, and accessible products in hopes of generating sales rather than focus on anything that she cared about. With each of these expeditions, she quickly lost any sort of interest or passion and sold the companies for very little, which quickly led to her creating an image for herself in the public eye that she was unable to finish or stick to anything.

Vittoria grew older and still had little to show for herself and her efforts. She was still trapped in her father’s home with no direction, desperate to prove herself but lacking any sort of support system or internal confidence or drive to get anything done and scared of failure. Her only other sibling still living at home was Giovanni, who she wanted nothing to do with, and seeing his life plateau into a steady stream of nothing, just lounging around and living on his father’s money, terrified her. She finally decided to pull herself together and dip her toes into the music industry, since music had remained one of the few things she loved through everything, although she wasn’t entirely sure what direction she would go in these endeavors, and if she would actually have the courage to explore the darker themes and sounds she liked so much.

After announcing her intents and beginning to contact record companies, Vittoria heard back almost instantly from Anubis, the Rock God of Death, an aging, extremely famous and successful, as well as extremely mysterious, industrial rock musician, who was also the owner of Embalmed Records as well as the Golden Jackal Nightclub. Anubis, in his mid sixties at the time, offered her a partnership with Embalmed Records. Soon after, Vittoria and Giovanni were kicked out of their father’s house, disowned for their incompetence and constant embarrassment of him and his company. Vittoria would accept Anubis’ offer, and learn that he had much more in mind for her than only a simple contract: He wanted her to be his personal protégé. Vittoria accepts this offer and begins to train under his wing, which is where a majority of her story within my novel takes place. Over the course of the novel they also become lovers.

I want to be a little vague here, because I don’t want to wildly spoil every aspect of the novel now, but in the end, Vittoria undergoes some pretty extensive body modification that leaves some large scars on her body and her organs rearranged inside of her, and Anubis dies under tragically under mysterious circumstances, leaving all of Embalmed Records to Vittoria for the taking. She now runs the company as the CEO of Embalmed.

Vittoria ends up in a relationship with one of her employees (who she met before she took over, when she was still training under Anubis), named Cosmo Halloway, who will definitely get a post as well. He’s sort of a musical renaissance man (and the frontman of the industrial metal band Heat Pit) and he adores her. He helps her manage the Golden Jackal.

Vittoria and Giovanni view themselves as polar opposites, and in the way many of their issues manifest, they are. Giovanni overeats and Vittoria starves herself; Giovanni is an insomniac and Vittoria spends most of the time depression-sleeping. Giovanni loves color and elegance, Vittoria loves blackness and harshness. Giovanni’s trauma manifests in a very childish nature and he tries to suppress any negative feelings inward, while Vittoria tries to be mature and lets out any negative emotions on others, constantly lashing out and yelling at others around her. However, they have a lot in common as well, including both loving art and finding solace in it, both struggling deeply with identity issues and insecurities and finding a sense of self, and both having serious long-term trauma related to their family circumstances. She likes to commission artists to draw portraits of her, because she has a great dislike of herself and struggles so much with her own identity, and conceptualizing herself through how she’s depicted through the eyes of artists gives her a more solid sense of self. She hates sweets, mostly due to her family’s involvement in them. She drinks a shitton of black coffee to try to stay awake but still tends to fail and oversleep. She loves dark colors, leather, and silver. She has a horrible temper and is typically very cold and can easily turn aggressive, although this is something she gets marginally better at as she takes over Embalmed and becomes more assertive in her control of the company.

I love Vittoria. I think she’s a really fun character and she’s spent a LONG time in development, I’ve reworked her a huge number of times because she began as a very vague concept (actually, she originally was a guy and her entire character was hugely rewritten to be a woman early on in development lol) that I’ve spent a long time evolving to fit the role of protagonist in my novel. I have a lot more about her (and Giovanni) I’d love to share, but like I said, I don’t wanna give away too much about the novel!!

#daily OC talk

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lookididntwanttobeanadult · 4 years

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I was tagged by @kat--writes to answer 20 questions, then tag 20 bloggers I want to get to know better :)

name: Robin

nickname: Ugh in sixth grade my older sister stamped me as “Rubin” for a few solid years there. other than that I get a few Rob and Robbies

zodiac sign: Aries (both sun and moon but i wouldn’t know that without my astrology obsessed roommate haha)

height: 5′3″ on a good day

languages: English (and veryyy slowly learning Spanish, thanks American education system)

nationality: American

favorite season: Fall!! Absolutely adore everything about Fall

favorite flowers: Sunflowers & daisies probably? Love any good wildflower as well

favorite scent: campfires are nice, idk

favorite color(s): Light blues and light pinks

favorite animal: Red panda!

favorite fictional character(s): Oh no I can make this list too long someone stop me... Percy Jackson (pre-HOO when the characterization really got away from them lol), Neil Josten and Andrew Minyard (AFTG), Brooke Davis (OTH), Lorelai Gilmore (GG), Stiles (TW) + new addition Ricky Bowen (HSMTMTS)

coffee, tea, or hot chocolate: All of the above, baby

average hours of sleep: at least 8 if I can help it, catch me SNOOZIN’

dog or cat person: I was converted to a cat person after I begged for a dog for a year and my parents decided on a cat (at the request of my sister, haha favoritism much?). My dreams were crushed but eyes were opened. I still adore dogs but don’t know if I’d want to own after growing up with cats

number of blankets you sleep with: me + my duvet = match made in heaven

dream trip: Greece or New Zealand have been at the top of my list for a while, but there are so many places I’d love to go!

blog established: 2014, my freshman year of high school. What a trip.

followers: oof if you don’t count all of the bots? who the hell knows

random fact: There wasn’t a single question about music so I feel like I have to take this moment to proclaim my love of Troye Sivan! Grew up with him on YT since I was 13 and adore him still 🤍

People to tag? 20 is too many for a girl with social anxiety lol how about: @almost-a-peach @couldnt-think-of-a-funny-name @iampikachuhearmeroar @blue-whatever @percabeth108 @mychemicaldeathcab @c4rebear21 @jessiekitty123 @lloro-na and anyone else who feels like answering!

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theonetheycallhannah · 4 years

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The Treatment of Captain Syverson-Chapter 12: Final Home Exercise Program

Characters: Captain Syverson x OFC (Shane Dawson)

Summary: Our lovers spend one last night together and the next morning have a serious discussion about their future after more new information comes to light about Sy’s upcoming training. Can the new relationship sustain the stress? Are Shane’s feelings justified, or can they overcome what lies before them?

Spoilers suck! Start from the top or wherever you left off HERE!

Word Count: 4.2k

Warnings: Language, mature themes, smut, angst…well, near angst. As angsty as I get.

Author’s Note: Sorry this has taken so long, my darling dears! I’m currently on vacation and although I was hoping to be inspired by new surroundings, it’s given me WICKED writer’s block! I have a pretty solid plan for more chapters, though, so, buckle up!

Disclaimer: Unfortunately for me, Henry is not mine, le sigh, and all mention of him, his characters, any characters from his films, or his precious doggy, Kal, are strictly for transformative and recreational use. I neither ask for, nor accept payment for the work I post on Tumblr or AO3. Unbeta’d because this is for fun and escapism.

Tags:

@onlyhenrys

@cavillryarchive

@summersong69

@titty-teetee

@bloodyinspiredfuck

@agniavateira

@oddsnendsfanfics

@omgkatinka

@thisismysecretthirstblog

@misslaland (apparently deactivated, idk what’s up with that)

@speakerforthedead0

@tumblnewby

@suavechops

@radkesgirl83

@wheretheriversrunintothesea

@heartfelt-pen

@auds24

Hope I’m not forgetting anyone! If you want to be notified when I post a new chapter or work, I’ll be happy to add you to my tag list! Stricken blogs are getting personal messages from me when a new chapter is uploaded because Tumblr’s faulty tagging system will not stand in the way of me delivering what the people want!(?) lol! (Although…their lackadaisical notification system might…sorry for that. I have no control. lol!)

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Sy's last two PT appointments could not have gone better. On paper, anyway. He was at full strength in his injured knee, his range of motion was better than it was in the so-called good knee, and he hadn't complained of pain above a 2/10 in the last five sessions. He'd even been using the treadmill properly the last two weeks, working up to his own goal of running again. Her goals for him were met…they could have probably stopped a session short, but she'd wanted to give him a few more handouts to finalize his HEP…and well, she'd be in major trouble for saying so, but…she couldn't stand the thought of cancelling that last visit. It felt like quitting, even though it would have been justified.

In practice, however, there was a tension between them that had never existed before. Something creating awkward energy that they couldn't seem to shake. They hadn't seen each other much outside of therapy this week, either. Not since the night of their argument. Sy had to do a lot of prep for his trip to Virginia, and Shane's caseload this week had been ridiculous. Dozens of evaluations and updates and calls to various companies on different kinds of splints and orthotics she was hoping to get for a few of her patients. A lot of time spent on the phone meant a lot of after-hours documentation. She needed a break. Even if it meant she'd have to do some work over the weekend. Sy was leaving tomorrow to get settled in Charlottesville before the big training course began. She didn't want them to be apart on his last night home for a month.

"Hey, as a celebration of your discharge from PT and your new career trajectory, how about dinner on me tonight?"

"But…you don't really want me to leave town…or to be done with therapy. Not that I, myself, won't miss you feeling me up in public." he smirked as she took his last set of range of motion measurements, her hands gently holding one arm of her goniometer to the side of his thigh…suddenly too aware of him.

"Not entirely true. I'm glad you're better, I'll just miss seeing you through the day. It breaks up the…" she sighed "the monotony of my daily life. Also, why would I want you to leave town? What would that say about me as your girlfriend?" she explained.

"S'pose you're right."

"In this case, yes. Yes I am." She winked at him.

They finished up and she gave him a few more exercises to keep in his arsenal to maintain strength and range in both knees.

"Okay, now, I won't be around to harass you about these, but keep doing them regularly, and just modify them as I've notated if they get too easy. Try to just do more reps, though. I wouldn't try to bulk it up just yet, and that's what you'll do with more weight added."

"Yes, ma'am." he said for old time's sake. She shook her head and smirked.

"And listen, please. This is your physical therapist talking right now. Be careful and mindful during … your cross country training." she wanted to call it "Survivor-Virginia," but refrained. She knew it would get his hackles up. And she was taking enough of a chance insisting that he be careful. "Nature has perils for the perfectly fit. The already injured are at a disadvantage from the gate. Mind your footing. And try not to run unless you have to. Uneven surfaces are not your friend just yet. You still need to work up to that. If you want, I'll help you with it when you get back. Just…don't undo all this work we've done together."

He seemed to see his woman peeking out from behind the mask of his therapist. Concern coloring the neutral and clinical advice she was giving him.

"I'll do my best, sunshine." he held her by the arms and kissed her forehead. It felt too intimate for the setting, but they had done worse. "I'll see ya tonight then?"

"Yeah, I'll bring some food by your place after work. What do you want?"

"Hmmm…I'll let you know." he kissed her cheek and left.

The next hour was her lunch, so she had time to contemplate what seeing him walk out for the last time had made her feel. She sighed, and started to well up, getting out her lunch bag to begin eating and documenting when a knock came at the door frame.

It was Sy, looking forlorn and manic and altogether a mess. Very unlike himself.

"I got out to the truck and something just felt wrong about the way I left today. As if it was any other day. Not our last session. You were trying to get that to land…I'm a little slow. But I finally got it." he walked to her, grabbing her up from her chair in a hug that mended all of the broken parts of her. Squeezed her back together when she'd been damn near falling apart. "Shane, you…you did more than just make me better. You've…made me better. Happier. Whole. I'll never be able to thank you properly for all of this, but…I intend to try for as long as you'll let me."

He held her while her tears fell softly onto his Def Leppard shirt. This was what she needed. For him to simply hold her, complete her, love her.

"Also, I think I'd like Chinese food tonight." she laughed into his neck.

"You idiot."

"You still like me."

"I do. And you don't need to worry about thanking me, Sy. You return the favor daily by just…being you…and being mine." She pulled him in to a ferociously sexy kiss, her hands in his hair, still too short for her liking, but getting there.

He broke away, neither wanting it to end, but both knowing it must, all the same.

"I thought we couldn't do this at your work?" he inquired, slightly out of breath.

"We couldn't do this while you were a patient. You're officially discharged. Last appointment over. All I have to do is sign your note and it's a done deal. But now…if you wanted to drop by for lunch sometime when you get back from training for your fancy job…we could…make it a regular occurrence." she smiled up into his entrancing blue eyes, sparkling with promise.

"I like the sound of that, sunshine." he gave her one more chaste kiss before his official goodbye. "See ya tonight."

As she watched him leave, she remembered thinking to herself one day how he probably used to take very confident strides…that hardly did his walk justice.

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She ordered their favorites, four entrees total, so they had options, crab rangoon, egg rolls, dumplings, the works. She would be happy to eat off the leftovers all weekend. She wasn't fussy. She loved leftover Chinese takeout.

He met her at the door, having advance warning of her arrival from the canine burglar alarm, Aika.

"You got her. Good girl." he said sweetly thanking the pup for sounding off the Twilight Bark throughout the neighborhood.

"Hello!" She handed off the food to Sy and scratched at the German Shepherd's ears the way she liked, her tail wagging with joyous speed.

"I thought we could set up a buffet on the coffee table downstairs while we watch TV?"

"Sounds great!" She said, with an enthusiasm that sounded almost forced. She wasn't able to fully shake this foreboding she felt saying goodbye to him, no matter how long they'd be apart.

Sy grabbed plates and silverware while Shane got them some beverages, and they headed downstairs, Aika knowing her boundaries did not extend to the basement except by invitation, whined at their descent. Sy wasn't having it.

"Oh, don't give us that sob story, ya brat." he rolled his eyes at Shane.

"Aww, can't she come down with us?"

"No way. I want you all to myself." a devilish smirk twitched up the corners of his mouth making him even more handsome.

"Aika has nothin' on you. You're the real dog." she teased.

"I make no excuses or arguments. I'm gonna be selfish with you tonight." they put the food and supplies on the coffee table and he caught her up into his arms. He seemed to want to inhale her into his lungs.

"Mmmm, as endearing as I've always found generosity, I really like the sound of that." She let out a huff of amusement.

They spent an uncharacteristically short amount of time choosing something to watch. They'd already started a miniseries together, and they wanted to finish it before Sy left. It was a British political thriller with a lot of intrigue and quite a bit of sex. They only had two hours left, so they finished it quickly as they ate.

They decided to put on something familiar afterward. Die Hard. Which they both quoted with ridiculous precision. They were cuddled into each other on the big sectional, lulled into comfort by the familiar security of the dialogue and the warmth of the other.

Soon, Sy's hand found its way to Shane's thigh. It inched its way inside and up. She felt like he could hear her heart rate quicken, just as she knew he could hear her breaths come with more effort due to his touch.

She looked at him, and despite her apprehension about his decision to leave her so early in their relationship, she wanted him. She'd known for so long now. It felt like forever, for longer than they'd even known one another. A ridiculous notion. But with that same gaze, she begged him to continue. The signal was not lost on the captain. His mouth punished hers in a kiss so deliciously violent and needy she thought there was no way he couldn't feel the same for her. She pushed to the back of her busy mind all of the negative emotions the kiss brought up, the confusion as to how and why he was going to leave her when he clearly needed her just as badly as she needed him, and just let this beautiful moment become what it would.

As hard as that was to do.

The way he touched her was a pretty effective distraction. One hand held her firmly against his mouth by the nape while the other built friction in her over her jeans. She felt her body's primal responses of the building pressure and her hands gripping at his shirt. His guttural moan at her answering touch only fueled the inferno in her. She needed more of him. She thrust up into his hand wantonly. He took himself away from her, cruelly, but to be so very kind, she would soon see. He undid her jeans and tugged them down, along with her panties. In the process, he repositioned her conveniently at the edge of the sofa. He scooted the coffee table out of the way enough to kneel before her. He tortured her with kisses from her knee up her inner thigh on both sides before continuing those kisses where she really needed them.

His warm breath hit her first and she arched, aching in anticipation for the corporeal. He looked up at her with his dervish's grin, seeing the desire on her face and feeling it course through her body, and although he was a better man than her previous lovers, and a better man than most, no man was so good that making his woman feel like this didn't make him feel like a god.

"Darlin', you're so gorgeous like this." he said as he teased her with his mouth. Her words failed. She had only unintelligible syllables for him. He didn't seem to mind. In fact, he seemed thoroughly amused by her speechlessness. Amused and encouraged. She'd never felt like this before. His lips and tongue worked over her trembling flesh, both as familiar paths and brand new territory. Discovering the new and remembering the familiar, all at once.

"Sy." she whispered, so close to her peak, and needing him to continue, but unable to do more than moan his name.

"I know, sugar. I know it won't be long. Whenever you're ready, sweetheart."

And she fell apart under his expert touch. He soothed her body down from the climax and asked her if she was ready for bed.

"I think not!" she replied. "The movie isn't over." and she pulled him up to her by the cheeks into another crushing kiss and guided him to the couch. She kicked her bottoms off her ankles to avoid tripping and repositioned herself between his legs as he'd done with her.

"You don't have to, sunshine." he caressed her jaw.

"I know, babe. I want to. Let me do this for you." He was always eager to taste her but she'd yet to return the favor at his own request. She was done letting him decline. She didn't want him leaving without giving him this small parting gift.

It wasn't as if she was unfamiliar with how big he was. She'd touched him, and had him inside her…but seeing him this close was different. She fully appreciated what a feat it was to take him.

She started in with her own tricks, which made him moan, just as planned. His hands laced gently and lovingly in her hair as she worked her mouth and hands over him. She looked up at him after a few moments to gauge his reaction and couldn't have been more pleased. His expression was one of pure, tortured bliss. She felt so powerful.

"Angel, I'm not gonna last much longer." she took that as her cue to get on top of him.

She joined their bodies with a groan of ecstasy that he echoed. She gripped his shoulders as she moved against him, slow and measured at first, but becoming more frantic and erratic as she chased her climax. One hand remaining on her hip, the other came to her chin and directed her gaze to him. Her eyes, blazing with desire, met his, full of tears. She fell against his lips, as she climbed higher, needing that final push to send her over. Which it did, tumbling into that familiar bliss, that she'd have to savor for…well, too long. She didn't want to think too hard about that. This would be their last night together for several weeks. And she wanted to make the most of it. She looked at him, nodded, and after a few more thrusts, he came to his own pinnacle with a shudder beneath her, clutching at her back, resting his head on her sternum. She held him there, and took a few cleansing breaths with her own cheek pressed against his lengthening hair. She stroked the ones at the back of his neck for a moment as they came down from their impossible high.

"Shall we continue this upstairs?" she asked as the cheery, festive, and entirely out-of-season notes of "Let It Snow" played on the TV with the rolling credits of Die Hard. He grinned.

"Yeah, if I still have bones in my legs." he kissed her neck, just above the collar of her tee. "And I'll come down later and clear all this up. We'll just have to close the door so Aika doesn't come down and have herself a party. She's a good dog, but I'm not about to tempt her."

Shane carefully slid off of Sy's lap, attempting not to make too much of a mess, grabbed her panties and slipped them on for the walk to Sy's room.

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The musical chiming of Sy's phone alarm came too damned early. They'd barely slept, not wanting to waste a moment together. When they finally nodded off after their last round of fervent love-making, they wrapped themselves around one another and were both out like lights in no time. Now he was untangling himself from her to turn the noise off and presumably begin the process of getting ready to leave for the airport. He only snoozed it, though, and pulled her more tightly against his bare, hairy chest.

"What time is it?" She asked, bleary from lack of sleep and extreme fatigue. Not that she was complaining.

"Seven. But my flight doesn't leave until 10, and it's just from the base. There's a flight leaving there for Charlottesville-Albemarle Airport and I'm hitchin' a ride with them."

"Oh good. I had anticipated we'd have to drive to Springfield, or even St. Louis this morning." She would do it for Sy, of course, but she wasn't looking forward to a six hour minimum round trip, half of which she would have to make alone.

"Nah, and I'm hoping to work something out for the return trip, too, but I'll let you know about that, then. I've made those open ended, though, because I don't know about the return date."

"Sure. God, that's so…crazy. Not in a bad way, just, I can't imagine leaving home without a clear plan on when I'd be back. Of course, knowing it won't be more than a month helps, I guess."

"Yeah."

"And really, a part of me has dreamed of living a sort of nomadic existence since I was very young, so I definitely see the romance in it."

"Totally agree. Hey, I'm hungry. How about we get ready and I'll buy ya breakfast?" He seemed evasive, but she was hungry, too, so she let it go.

"Sounds great!"

They got up and showered together, keeping the sexy time to a minimum given the current time constraints they'd now placed upon themselves. If they didn't hurry, they'd never get out of Cracker Barrell in time to get him to the base.

He loaded his bag in her cargo space and they headed off to the restaurant, which was hopping with traffic on a Saturday morning, as was expected. But since there were only two of them, they got a table without waiting.

They ordered coffees, and Cokes, not super healthy, but hey, this wasn't a daily occurrence. It was a splurge.

Sy ordered some massive and meaty breakfast spread that sounded like a heart attack waiting to happen, while Shane kept it simple with biscuits and gravy and a side of fruit…also, she stole a strip of Sy's bacon. Again…she was a weak woman.

The conversation was light and friendly and lovey…until the time came to leave. Sy picked up the check and took it to the counter to pay and then led her out the double doors back to her vehicle.

"You'll be able to FaceTime me on evenings you haven't gone walkabout in the wilderness, right?"

"I'm not sure they call it that outside of Australia, or even the Crocodile Dundee movies, but yeah, we'll plan on that, for sure."

"Good. I'll miss you so much. But at least I have a pretty good idea of when you'll be back." she was spouting excitedly, but he was being rather cagey again. He piped up with three words that never start off a good sentence.

"Yeah, about that…" she looked at him as they closed the doors to her Explorer, waiting for him to continue…hoping for good news, but expecting bad.

"I got an email last night…late…that I…that the training…might take longer than they told me at first." he winced for the impact of her reception of the anticipated bad news.

"Longer…uh-huh. How much longer?" she asked, backing out of her parking space.

"Ya know if you back into these spaces you don't have to worry about--"

"Really? This is the moment you want to man-splain the concepts of parking to me, Sy? I'll save you the trouble. My dad couldn't get me to do it, and I don't see you having any success, either. Now, how much longer?"

"I don't…they didn't give a concrete--"

"Give me your best guess based on what you know. Give me a range. A ballpark, if you will."

"Uhh…two or three more…weeks…than planned." he winced as she drove toward Fort Leonard Wood Army Base from the peaceful breakfast joint. It was rather poetic, really, since the conversation had turned from relaxed to militant. And they were driving from civilian territory into a land of combatants. Not a war zone, but a zone of warriors, perhaps. And she was ready for battle, herself.

"Sy. That's more than six weeks."

"I know." he said, his eyes downcast in some combination of shame, fear, and sadness.

"And you're…fine with it?" she prodded, prompting him to consider her.

"Of course I don't like it. I'm gonna hate being away from my sunshine for even a week. But this is…it's about who I am. Who I'm meant to be from now on. I have to find my way from here, Shane."

"I guess my only question is…where do I fit into this…path. This life you're making for yourself? We're brand new. But we've worked really hard already to get where we are. And I've worked really hard to get to where I am, professionally. In my dream job. No, the circumstances aren't ideal, but the work makes me think, and gives me purpose. What am I suppose to do? Either I give that up, or I give up…the only man I've ever been with who's made me actually happy."

"I don't want that. I don't want to lose you, and I don't want you to give anything up for me, darlin.' That'll just lead to you resentin' me down the road, and I don't want that, neither." He stopped a moment and just looked at her, face holding back frustrated and angry tears…but also very sad ones. "What about this? Let's just, talk about all this moving forward stuff when I'm back from training. At that point, I'll know more about what to expect about jobs and assignments. And…if it would make you feel more comfortable…we can call ourselves…unexclusive. That way, if you meet someone while I'm gone--"

"Have you lost your mind?" She interrupted his ridiculous attempt to be selfless. She was secure enough in his feelings for her that he wasn't making the suggestion for himself.

"I'm serious. If you meet someone, and he sweeps you off your feet, don't resist. I want you to be happy, Shane."

"Then come back and teach gym at the local high school. Better yet, don't go, at all."

"You remember all that stuff you said about having your dream job and a purpose?" Shane nodded. "You want me to find all that too, don'tcha?"

"No. I'm a selfish bitch who wants you here with me no matter the cost. And I don't care if you resent me in the long run. At least I'll have you." she laughed at her sarcasm and only slightly true self-deprecation.

"You'll be fine. You managed so far without me." he reminded her as she pulled up to the gate, guarded by about four men, who's rank she couldn't tell, but one of whom Sy called a sergeant.

"I'll get out here and they'll take me to the hangar in a cart. No civilian vehicles allowed today. Apparently they're doing maneuvers." he shrugged and got out to grab his bag.

"I put the rest of the takeout in here too. It's in one of my nice coolers on ice."

"Thanks." she told her shoes as they stood under the shade of her rear access hatch. She couldn't look at him right now. He made her, though.

"This ain't quite like the airport, but I still don't have a lot of time, sunshine." he kissed her hard, and it really felt like a goodbye, which almost hurt more than his leaving. Almost. He wrapped his arms tightly around her, and she knew she'd feel that embrace all evening. She hoped it would last for weeks.

"I love you, Sy." she sobbed to him. Trying like hell to keep it together.

"I love you, darlin.' Now don't you forget that when some other handsome fella gives you the eye. Make sure he's worth it, if you're gonna write me a dear john letter." he winked at her. She laughed and nodded, but didn't feel it was that funny, and didn't intend to adhere to his parameters of their relationship. He ducked under the arm that was preventing her from driving through. Although, legs as long as his, he almost could have stepped over it. She watched him walk away for as long as she could before she was given the signal that she must leave and let other traffic through…although, she resented this. There were two lanes, after all. Couldn't these men see what a mess she was? She'd just had to say goodbye to the love of her life…and she didn't know when…or indeed, if…she'd see him again. She had hope…but that didn't stop her from crying all the way home and the rest of the afternoon as the ghost of Sy's parting hug faded from her skin.

Up Next: Chapter 13: SNAFU

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criticalrolo · 7 years

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I am going to DM for a couple of my friends for the first time here soon, so uh do you have any bits of advice for a new DM?

Someone asked about this a while ago too, so here’s my attempt at advice:

First of all. Deep breaths. DMing is SO much fun and it seems a lot harder than it actually is before you just sit down and do it. So don’t worry about completely ruining the game or anything, because that’s almost certainly not going to happen. You’re gonna be TOTALLY fine and you’ll (hopefully) have a great time doing the most fun part of dnd.

I think the number one thing to remember when you're a DM before you even get started preparing ANYTHING is that your job is to make the game as entertaining as possible for your players. That means keeping in mind what their interests are and what they want to be doing in the game. The way I did this, and in my opinion the easiest way, is to have a session zero and talk with your players about what exactly they want to have happen. Are they all about action with little actual plot, or would they want to be interacting with NPCs all the time? Do they like puzzles and riddles, or do they absolutely hate them? My players happen to really like figuring out the puzzles I throw at them, so when I was designing a cave system at one point, I leaned more heavily towards puzzles than just straight up combat. I also asked them before I started planning out the next leg of their journey if they would be interested in exploring their character's backgrounds or not, and once I got a positive answer I started to incorporate them more. Even when we're in the middle of a session, I'll check in with them and make sure they're all having fun. Even brutal encounters that leave them just a few hit points away from dying or intense moral dilemmas that leave them scrambling should still be FUN on some level, even if that's a little morbid. To summarize: if the players are having fun, then you're doing your job right, so check in with them to make sure everything is going well.

Okay, on to the rest of it. Here's another important thing to remember: no matter how carefully you plan out something ahead of time, your players WILL find some new solution to the situation you didn't plan on. My first session with my current group, I ended up improvising a story for a solid hour and a half because instead of the party sneakily stealing a map in the dead of night like I'd naively assumed they'd do, they just grabbed it right out of the owner's hand and demanded information from him, which lead to a lot of key information being revealed WAY ahead of schedule. My point is this: get used to improvising, and don't get too attached to the story you have prepared. Sometimes your players will come up with something better than what you wrote. Don't squash down their idea just because you wrote something else ahead of time! Get ready to make stuff up on the fly, and reward creative solutions. Or, if they're making bad decisions and messing up something you thought wouldn't be a problem, let the natural consequences of their actions happen in game. NOTHING is set in stone, and the game is more fun that way. You'd be surprised at some of the really awesome stuff you can come up with under pressure. So let your story evolve based on what your players decide to do, and don't be afraid of improvisation.

What else, what else... okay, another important thing is to avoid a TPK early on, especially if you're all new, but not to be afraid to rough your players up because the game isn't any fun if they automatically win everything. Sometimes it can be really tricky to find the balance. Erring on the side of too easy is probably the way to go early on, because if you're all new and figuring this all out together you're all going to start out by making some pretty dumb mistakes and having your first ever character die in their first battle isn't the best introduction to dnd ever. Plus, it's fun to feel like a badass when you totally destroy something sometimes. On the other hand, if you make an encounter way too hard, there are ways to come back from that as well. Don't let your players get away unscathed, but maybe your monster "forgets" to recharge their breath weapon, or an NPC ends up rolling 10 points of damage instead of 22. Or, maybe someone finds an old potion of healing inside a chest that you definitely planned on being there ahead of time. Just remember that THEY don't know exactly what you have in your notes, and adjust accordingly. The Kobold Fight Club is your best friend for encounters, by the way. Sometimes the CR is a bit off, especially for larger groups, but it's been really useful for me to help scale encounters so far.

As for inspiration for planning the story, I've found that pulling from character's back stories is great. It grounds your players in the setting, and helps them feel like they really are incorporated in the game instead of being random murder hobos. I've also gotten inspiration from poking around the dnd subreddit and the tag on tumblr. You probably shouldn't copy other people's ideas directly, but there's nothing wrong with using elements in them as a stepping stone towards your own campaign's plot. Think about what you find interesting in a story, and TALK TO YOUR PLAYERS about what they would find interesting. Just run little things by them, like, "Hey, how would you all feel about doing a murder mystery arc" or "Would you like to really get into so-and-so's origin story?" Getting a direction to go in from your players can be fantastic, both for you and for them.

Last point I'm gonna make since this got pretty long (sorry about that lol): DON'T BE AFRAID TO ASK FOR HELP! I ask people (who aren't my players) for help planning the campaign all. the. time. My twelve year old sister knows EVERYTHING I have planned since I've used her as a soundboard for different ideas so often. If you scroll through my dnd tag, you can see all the times I've asked my followers and other blogs for help planning and running a campaign. There are tons of people on tumblr and Reddit and all over the internet that would be more than happy to help you with any specific questions you have. If you feel stuck - feel free to ask for advice! There's probably someone else out there who had the same question at one point and would be willing to help you out.

GOOD LUCK YOU CAN DO THIS I BELIEVE IN YOU

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maxi-pope · 7 years

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Be gentle, stepping over me -- I’m growing poppies and an urgent nihilistic dread

I was tagged by @little-john1994

Rules: Answer thirty questions, then tag twenty blogs you would like to know better.

1. Nicknames? I have a few depending on who I’m around. Right now, the one most frequently used is “Tiny”. A malapropism.

2. Gender? Female

3. Star sign(s)? Taurus Sun, Leo Moon, Aries Asc,

4. Height? 5′6 1/2

5. Time? It’s 2:43 pm, pacific standard

6. Birthday? May 7th

7. Favourite bands? I have a solid few, surprisingly: Deftones, Taking Back Sunday, The Sundays (lol), Cigarettes After Sex, and Radiohead, are some off the top of my head.

8. Favourite solo artists? That is a hard one, actually. So many single acts around...off the top, again? Azealia Banks, Isaiah Rashad, Angel Olsen, Com Truise, Travis $cott...yeah.

9. Song stuck in my head? Digital Bath by The Deftones, as a matter of fact.

10. Last movie watched? I’m in the middle of watching Angel’s Egg

11. Last show watched? I just got into watching Mad Men for the first time, after reading the amazing pilot script. It’s actually funny because the show aligns with a lot of the thoughts I’ve been developing for this essay throughout the last, like, five months. Thoughts about commercial-consumer society and morality, etc... Especially as it regards the 50s...but anyway. I digress.

12. When did I create my blog? Around late 2012 or mid-2013

13. What do I post? I used to be very particular; I used to curate everything posted on this blog. I had an actual system and concept for its presentation: art, music, literature; all to contribute to a sense of the surreal and ecstatic and sublime.

Now I pretty much shit-post and reblog socio-political commentary and exposés.

I do have another blog that takes up where I left off with this blog’s initial purposes. Still in the middle of construction though.

14. Last thing I googled? directions to the nearest library in Menifee

15. Do you have other blogs? Do you have other wives?

16. Do you get asks? Sometimes.

17. Why did you choose your url? I literally couldn’t come up with anything better at that moment; maxi-pope is actually something of a buffer for a new url. It’s an offshoot of a dead twitter username, anyway.

18. Following? 80

19. Followers? 220. I’m a small-time, mom-and-pop blog. Don’t gentrify me yet.

20. Favourite colours? I fall so easily for pastels. Soft, blushing colours.

21. Average hours of sleep? 5-12 hours of sleep

22. Lucky number? 7 and 18

23. Instruments? I used to play violin. I’m learning the piano and the guitar right now, and really want to learn how to play the drums and the cello.

24. What am I wearing? Grey and black heavy flannel with a gray crop top and some dark skinny jeans. Also, lots of sweat.

25. How many blankets I sleep with? One, with my leg sticking out.

26. Dream job? A creative (i.e. artist) and “entrepreneur” with many projects in the works. Not much free-time buts lots of freedom.

27. Dream trip? A trip through southern Italy.

28. Favourite food? Any and everything italian. Also, beef patties and philly cheesesteaks and cheesecakes....

29. Nationality? American.

30. Favourite song now? Dreaming of You by Cigarettes After Sex.

I’m not tagging 20 people, just these few:

@fuckamara , @vaellella, @sticki-lewenski, @the-comet-named-haley , @mementonasci , @stoicdaydreamer

Have a fucking day.

#yeah

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Imbalance (Group fic/Katya centric)- Chloe

A/N: Hey guys! This is my first story like ever, and when I say ever, like I’ve never written fanfic before so bare with me lol. Sooo please don’t kill me if it’s not beautifully written like some of the pros on this blog! This is just the intro to a group fic I’ve been thinking about starting for a while, so I decided to start it, and well, we’ll se where it goes. It takes place during the BOTS tour, but I’m taking a little bit of liberty with the people on it and such. This is going to pretty angsty and shit so I’ll make sure to put any trigger warnings in the tags! Let me know what you think love to all of you! Xx-Chloe

It had been an hour…well maybe…Katya couldn’t really tell. To give her some credit, when you’re sitting on the floor of a club bathroom after a certain amount of drinks things get a little fuzzy.

Fuck. Drinks. Things that were a definite no-no for this tour. Not just the tour, life in general for a recovering addict.

How many did I have? Actually, better why did I have them in the first place?

Katya wobbled to her feet, and after stabilizing herself on a railing (due to a sudden onset of vertigo from sitting in the fetal position for over an hour…well…nevermind, time’s stupid anyways).

As she opened the door of the dingy little corner stall, she saw someone look straight at her, and it actually made her jump back in surprise..but just for a moment.

This person was a human picture of the phrase “to hell and back,” matted blond hair, smeared makeup, stained clothes, shaking hands that were calloused and scratched.

“Shit,” She groaned, because even in this weird not-so-sober state of mind she knew that the person staring back at her was her reflection. How cliche.

Katya hated being a cliche.

“God damnit, mother fucking, how dumb do I have to be to…” She rambled angrily for a few seconds before taking a breath. Beth, her therapist, had warned her that relapse was highly probable, especially while on tour, let alone a tour stock full of cash, drugs, and alcohol.

Relapse…shit…she didn’t want to relapse. She’d worked her ass off to get to the place she was now. Can one night ruin that? She didn’t really know, and that’s what frightened her the most. This was her biggest fear, screwing up, especially while on tour, without any of her outpatient team or support system.

Well, it would be unfair to say the girls on tour weren’t her support system too. They’d do anything for her, and she’d do the same, it was just…well…she’s Katya. Slow splitting, joke cracking, knee slapping, baby handed Katya. Katya didn’t do sad or angst or whatever the fuck you wanted to call it (that was what college was for, she was past that). Katya was the one who picked others up when they had a rough day. She was the one who dragged Sharon out of the inevitable drunken fight she was about to get herself into. She was the one who held Adore as she cried after a ‘fan’ told her her singing voice wasn’t actually “that good.” She coached Alaska through her panic attacks from nightmare after nightmare (for a cause that still hadn’t been shared yet her her, but she never pushed). She was always there. To make people laugh. To reassure Violet she was perfect just the way she was (cinched or not cinched). To make miss Bianca Del Rio herself smile when she was having a bad day.

She brightened up a room. She never had any problems. Those were all behind her now. At least that’s what she told to everyone she met.

“Then what the fuck is this,” she let out a dry humorless laugh. She looked alien (and not one from the planet Glamtron), there was no light in her eyes, she looked half dead.

“I might as well be,” she muttered so softly only she could hear, even though no one was in the bathroom with her…maybe she didn’t want to admit it to herself.

Looking at the floor she noticed her hands shaking again. She knew the signs, this wasn’t a surprise. She needed help for a while. This wasn’t an accident, this was the inevitable. She knew one night this would happen, and she knew that because she refused to admit that there were any issues in her picturesque life. I mean what did she have to complain about, there were thousands of people every night who screamed her name, she had so many friends, she wasn’t struggling for money, she was living the life she’d always imagined.

And you dumb bitch, you fucked it up.

A hot tear rolled down her cheek, which didn’t help the messed up makeup, but at this point there was no helping the mess that had become her face.

Breathe Katya breathe, just take a second okay? Ground yourself. You’ll be fine, no one needs to find out about this. Let’s just start over.

Coming back down to earth she took a deep breath and tried to sort out what the hell she was supposed to do.

Okay, we’re spending the night here anyways, I must be in the bathroom at the club we went to after the show..that means I’m just across the street from our hotel. Okay. I can do that. Now, I just need to find my shoes and then we’re just going to book it.

This sounded like a solid enough plan for Katya at…what time was it anyways?…Katya grabbed her phone which was sitting on the countertop dangerously close to the sink. 3:00 am.

SHIT.

There must’ve been at least 25 various messages from all the girls asking where the fuck she was. Michelle had sent the most, threatening to call the cops if Katya herself didn’t call her within the next hour.

Wait, fuck, when was that sent?

Katya checked the timestamp. 2:07 am.

“Luckiest mother fucker in the world that’s what you are Barbara,” Katya joked to the mirror as she started to come out of the fog she’d been engulfed in for god knows how many hours before.

K: Michelle, so sorry my phone died. Found cute trade. Sorry for not getting in touch. All good here. See you tomorrow.

M: Jesus Christ woman did you want to me sleep tonight? Enjoy yourself ;) I’ll see you bright and early tomorrow morning in the hotel lobby.

She let out a sigh of relief, no one will ever have to know. No one. With that over and done Katya was ready to head out, but took one step and looked down at her feet. Her bare feet.

“Goddamnit how did you lose your shoes you idiot?!”

Assuming that they were most likely back in the stall she’d locked herself in she turned and wondered back to the end of the bathroom where she’d hidden out for the majority of the night.

Just as she entered her “breakdown stall,“ she’d so fondly named, she heard the main bathroom door open and the chatter of people walking in.

FUCK.

#rpdr fanfiction #canon compliant #imbalance #chloe #katya zamolodchikova #angst #group fic #tour fic #bots #possible ships later #basically all the Ru girls #plus Michelle Visage #I don’t really know where I’m going to go with this #it’s going to be a wild ride though #tw relape #tw substance abuse #tw anxiety

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