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asd-n-me · 4 years

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so I’ve been trying to figure out what disorder I have for years and recently I learned about autism. (I think it’s grossly over stereotyped because I thought it was weird until I looked it up) and it describes me for the most part. I stim when happy like the flapping. I have sensitivity to textures. Executive dysfunction is very real. I get distracted easily and motivation is so hard to come by. I have small routines rather then large ones. Your account has been really helpful in this process

Pt2 but I’m nervous that I’m just trying to fit a box.Like my social skills are horrible but I speak and understand sarcasm. I don’t get sensory overloaded but i hyperfixate on things. I have a special interest(s) on weird things but I also like things in the “normal way” I stim a lot and have weird mood fluctuations that I try to keep down so no one asks or sets me off.But I’m almost 18 and there should have been a earlier signs?Idk do you think it’s possible Or am I just trying too hard to fit

I am sorry my response is a little late, I’ve been having technical troubles but I am back.

Friend, I am so glad that you find my account helpful because that is always my goal.

I have always disliked people asking these things in asks, just because I know the typing is limited so it’s hard to describe all your experiences in 500 spaces or less.

Hyperfixation, executive dysfunction, distractability, mood fluctuation, and some stimming and sensitivities can be seen in our ADHD cousins. I’m sure you are aware of that already.

1.That being said, if you’re just discovering your autistic traits recently I am sure you are missing earlier signs that you haven’t even put together yet. That doesn’t mean they aren’t there.

Not to mention the fact that, “high-functioning” considered individuals tend to be able to somewhat handle things in their youth, but start breaking down as they excel in age.

2. You do not have to have sensory overloads to be autistic. Many autistics are adept at self-regulation and can for the most part avoid overload.

But I hope you realize you do not have to meltdown or shutdown to be in overload. If a sound or texture or anything else sensory related has ever had you afraid you might yell at someone, scream into the abyss, or had you white knuckling the table or breaking a pencil or ripping paper to keep your cool etc. than you have suffered the effects of sensory overwhelming you.

If the last thought in your head is, “how did i manage to not lose my shit?” It’s because you were being overwhelmed.

3. No need to differentiate between little and small routines, if you’ve been on my blog you know I am a big supporter of people who experience small routines. You are no less.

4. Plenty of autistics understand sarcasm and use it frequently. It doesn’t somehow disqualify you despite what certain Neurotyicals think. Late diagnosis autistics often manage certain aspects of socializing with their deficiencies written off as being awkward or quirky.

Something to think about as well. A. did you always understand sarcasm? B. how much sarcasm do you not realize you are missing?

I live in a sarcastic household, we use sarcasm constantly, but there are still times I don’t realize someone is being sarcastic and no one explains it. I have felt very proficient in sarcasm my whole life, but I was quite surprised to find out how much I was still missing. Not saying that’s your story, but it is something to think about.

5. Now that I’ve been talking forever, sorry for that, there are always some earlier signs of autism because it is a lifetime disorder, however that doesn’t mean people around you or even yourself will notice them.

Don’t stop looking into autism. If it resonates with you look deeper. When I first read about autism I didn’t think it was me at all. You’d think that would be ridiculous and that I should have seen myself immediately but I didn’t. It wasn’t fancy articles and informational videos that helped me see it either, although they helped, it was through the experiences of other autistic POV.

I can post somethings about recognizing earlier signs or autism soon, I would recommend for now watching the video I posted about being a teenage aspie, neurowonderful and invisible I are good youtubes for learning about autism. Neurowonderful is more informative and invisible I is a little less accurate but fairly relatable.

A good blog to look into on tumblr is asdmemory tagged #ASDmemory because they talk a lot about childhood autistic memories. undiagnosedautismfeels is off track of its real intentions, which I know drives the admin nuts, but has stories of before they knew they were autistic.

Save the things that resonate with you, write em in a book, whatever you want. I wish you well in your journey to self discovery and no friend, I don’t think your are just trying to fit it. I think you are trying discover who you are. <3

(if you still have questions feel free to hit the ask box again i will answer, if you’d like to talk more please don’t be afraid to send me a message. if you still prefer asks because of the anon feature than don’t be afraid to spam me with like 5 in a row. whatever helps you feel like you explained yourself. dont be afraid to ask the same question either if you didnt feel i answered it as it was intended.)

Have a great day!

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silverypurple-rosedlions · 4 years

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𝐒𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐚𝐲: @incubuswooyoung

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✨ Mentioned in the post: @seventeen-cb @ghoulxbaekhyun, @leejihoon-cb, @empress-jiaqi, and @kpop-shelter

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💜 | Jeonghan: I want to address, first, my gratitude towards the first group who talked to us officially, and the first twins we met who interacted with us, lending a hand when we needed it even when you knew little about us, reassuring the members and me, and shared hilarious moments with us, memorable moments that I won't ever forget. You were the first who were able to get close with us, and without judgment for what we have or do, or had done, even if it's concerning. You welcomed us with open arms, and I can never forget that. You even made me laugh and smile more than I usually do, and I thank you for that. Thank you for giving me more joy than I already have. I thank you for reminding me, and the members, that we are still human, no matter how psychotic we are, or appear like monsters to others. I would write for each member, even if I haven't talked to some that much, but it would need to be a separate post. Perhaps next Saturday, I'll do that, haha.

Second, goes to our friendly ghoul, Baekhyun hyung, who I am proud to say is a unique and great friend. We haven't talked "that" much like you do with Seok, but we've had our conversations that I enjoy, and I appreciate you. I appreciate the care and protection you would provide to the members and me if something were to happen, the compassion you have, and your warm words you provide in comfort and reassurance. You're able to understand certain situations that are similar in bits and pieces, finding a balance and talking with us. Thank you so much, Baek hyung, for being proud of me and encouraging me as a friend, a leader, and a person who suffered through the majority of my life. But, you're right. It did shape me into who I am now, for better or worse, and I wouldn't change it if that meant none of my members would gain the opportunity to be in a better living space and to meet you and the others. Know that you can always turn to any one of us for anything, hyung.

The third is Empress Jiaqi, Kiki. The formidable ruler, haha. But thank you for making treats for us, bringing food and tea towards the members, and for making them smile and feel comfortable. Even if you threaten Gyu, he would never be upset, and neither would we. You've shown care to us, and willing to be there for anyone, and you're understanding. Also, I want to thank you for including our Adminnie within the post prior, and even if you shoo us away, we always prioritize our Adminnie's happiness first. And you made her smile and cry with tears of joy, something we don't see too often because she keeps her emotions in check.

Unfortunately, because I don't interact that much as the boys do, I'm limited to four. But my last is Joshuji. My sweet, sweet Joshuji. Hong Joshua Jisoo, my guitar boy, my heavenly angel. You're incredible, and I don't deserve you. You've been by my side since Middle School, all the way till now, facing hell with me. You've waited for me for two years, waiting for the day we'd reunite and have a life together, good or bad. You've always been my pillar, the reason I have a real home with the boys within my heart, you've given me love and support that was taken from me, and you knew better than others. You knew I was hurting, and still do, always being there for me and doing whatever it takes to bring me joy, relaxation, and security. I love you, and I'm overjoyed that we never split, only growing closer to the point that we're inseparable. You're my entire future, my home, my life, and the only one for me. Thank you, Joshuji, for everything, for allowing me to continue.

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🖤 | Joshua: I want to begin with our first twins we met, an incredible group we have become close friends with. You're all chaotically fun, always supporting us and assisting us whenever we needed it, even if it was something silly. You made it such a thrill to be on here, including us in days like Femboy Friday for kicks, all of us laughing and joking around about, meaning no harm. You've seen our lowest, and even then, you did your best to haul us back up. I can never forget the memories we've made so far, and I can't wait to see what happens next. I'm happy for you all, and I have no regrets coming onto this community and making such great friends. Thank you for being the first twins, the first group we could gain reassurance and support from. Thank you, thank you, thank you.

Second is to Kiki, who feels my pain for caring for the children we have, haha. You're absolutely sweet, and I'm proud to have met you with the boys and have comfortable conversations, some that escalated to a hilariously alarming rate. But thank you most of all for being such a great friend in the short amount of time we talked together. And I know that later on, things will only become greater between us, as a whole. You've given us such delicious food, always ensuring that our health came first, and considered whether any of us had allergies or disliked a specific flavor of cookies. Thank you so much, especially for accepting us like so many have. Take care, and don't ever cause stress to yourself. And if you need help getting out, the members and I are happy to swing by and help you out and in, haha.

The third is to Baekhyun hyung, who I am astounded that he can handle our rambunctious Seok, haha. Thank you so much for being there for any of the members, worrying for whoever wasn't doing well. Thank you for supporting us, comforting us as our history is revealed, still is heavy on our shoulders, and being willing to be there if ever needed. Our conversations are quite interesting, especially the one we had on Kiki's post, haha. We haven't had the chance to know each other just yet, but I know we will in time, and I promise to take care of Hannie, happy that you support our relationship, and I'll do my best not to become crazy with these kids of ours. I appreciate you so much, and thank you over and over again, especially when Seok's with you, and we all are worried he's done something, but he's perfectly fine with you and those he interacts with.

Another is @leejihoon-cb, Jihoon, someone I've talked with now and then but haven't been able to reply in time. Although we haven't talked much, you can always talk to me whenever you want, and hyung will be here to listen and have conversations now and then. You're welcomed to come around my corner, or any of the members' corners just for company. I know you went through a little rebrand lately, so stay strong! I'm always supporting you!

Then, to my Hannie. My Yoon Jeonghan, my Angel, the very person who always remained, and still remains, loyal to me. I don't know what I would have done without you in my life. I always wondered what it would be like without you when we were younger, but when that happened, I gained the horrendous answer that I regret. Without you beside me is excruciating. Without you at my side, I felt lost and conflicted, unable to forgive myself or function without finding small reminders of you everywhere I turned. I never want to go through that again when you give me everything I could have ever wanted. You gifted me loved and security, cherished me, cared for me, and you always put me first. You allowed me into your deepest depths of your mind, allowing me to help carry your troubles, never taking me for granted. I'm happy that I became your boyfriend, your significant other under the cherry blossoms in the field where it was a world of just you and me. I love you, forever and always, Hannie.

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💖 | Junhui: Ahh, I don't want to say too much because I want everyone to have a chance to say there's. But, I want to appreciate the first twin group we met! You're absolutely such great people who are wholesome, compassionate, and determined. I have no regrets with meeting you all and having the chance to have a strong bond of friendship between each other. Just know that we're always here for you, especially our Adminnie whose willing to always be there for yours! Stay strong okay? Take good care of yourselves, all of you, and sleep well, eat, rest, and do the best that you can even if the results aren't the best. We're rooting for you!

To Baek hyung, you're right. We haven't been able to really get to know each other but always come together whenever a skirt is in sight, haha. But thank you for at least being a hyung to me, and the others. It means the world to us, and we appreciate you so much. I'm happy that we met you, especially through Seokmin, Jeonghan hyung, and Joshua hyung who were the very first to interact with you. You're a caring person, whose always hella kinky, but you're beyond incredible. Thank you for coming along the journey with us of our backstories, and I'm sure that we'll get to know each other better.

Empress Jiaqi, the loveable Kiki, and hard-working empress, thank you so much. I know that it must be stress with your work, so please take it easy and always know you have the others and me to come to if you ever want to hang around, talk, or perhaps go out and about. Thank you for the delicious bakeries you make during your breaks or out of fun from work, and for always caring about the members, and appreciating our Admin Moonie, who works so hard. Take good care of yourself, and I'll personally make sure Mingyu doesn't do something dumb or say something dumb to you, haha.

Lastly, to my Jeon Wonwoo, my Woowoo. Thank you so much for accepting me, helping me and comforting me about my insecurities, and for loving me. If I were allowed to change anything in my past, especially something between you and me, I wouldn't change a thing. I love being with you, hearing your voice, seeing your smile, your hands within mine with our fingers intertwined, and even the times you make me red and flatter me, as much as I would "dislike" saying it out loud. I'm happy that it was you who swept me off my feet, and that I was the one to save you from your disease and to give you the love and affection you deserve, my fierce boxer. I can't wait to see what's in store for us in the future, and I can't wait to face it with you, hand in hand. I love you so much, Wonwoo, and you mean the world to me, being my universe that I admire every second, minute, and hour. I love you, I love you, I love~

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❤️ | Wonwoo: Wonwoo is unavailable at the moment, but will post his own sentimental post later.

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💜 | Jihoon: Jihoon is unavailable at the moment, but will post his own sentimental post later.

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💚 | Minghao: Minghao is unavailable at the moment, but will post his own sentimental post later.

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🧡 | Mingyu: Mingyu is unavailable at the moment, but will post his own sentimental post later.

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💙 | Seokmin: Ahhh, there's going be a gigantic section from me. First up is the first group, that ALL of us are mentioning because, how can we not? But the we best twins towards us, and I'm glad that we've become closest friends with each other during our time here. There's a point for me to say much because the hyungs stole everything I could say! But you have done so much for us and we appreciate all of you so much for that. You've helped us, and made us laugh and smile so much! You've supported us since day one and till now. Please take care, all of you! Or else all of us are coming and barging in on everyone just to make sure you're all doing well! Also, to Admin Shana, take care of yourself! We all care for you and hope you feel better soon! We're always supporting you, always wishing the best for you as you balance so many things in your life. Take it easy, okay?

I can't choose who to say will be second, because I'm becoming very indecisive right now, haha. But, the hyungs made me a little list... Ah! KIKKIIIIIII! You're second, Empress! This will be difficult, but I might as well get everything off my chest. But I adore you! You're hard-working, caring, generous, hilarious, and loving! I care for you so much, and I am glad to have befriended an amazing and impressive woman like you. I will always be the familiar angel you like to call me, and I will seriously do whatever it takes to defend you whenever you need a helping hand. I'm grateful and don't deserve your kind words and care, I swear. I'll admit it right now that I do have feelings for you, and I mean, why wouldn't anyone? But it means the world to me that even if things don't turn out to be you and me, that we'd continue to be close friends who are always there for each other. It comforts me to a whole 'nother extent because it's something I've been worrying about throughout this untidy brain and heart of mine. Just know that I care for you so much, and always take care of yourself, and especially your Admin who's handling quite the bots!

Third is... Whose handwriting is this?... Ah! Changkyunie! Changkyunnie, you fierce yet adorable wolf, I don't know what to say! I know that lately, you've been attempting to become strong and dominant so you can protect those in the shelter with you, and I completely support you! I hope you do manage to achieve the goal you're striving for, and I'll always be here with each step you take. Thank you for the wolfy cuddles that are so soft and genuine, always making me smile, and for protecting me when the hyungs were bullying me not that long ago, haha. And not to mention for being such a good guard! You caught my eyes the first time I sneaked out without Adminnie Moonie's attention, and you still do. I'm sure you, and of course those in the shelter, have taken the hint that I like you. But I am so worried about hurting you by accident, but know that I will always be here for you if you need me. You'll always have a place in my heart, okay? Please take care of yourself, everyone in the shelter, and your Admin, who cares deeply for all of you and went through great lengths for you all!

And I don't need to look at the list to know who I have left to talk about, and in all honesty, I'm glad the hyungs had it set like this. Last, but not least, Byun Baekhyun, the very ghoul I call Baekie hyung, the best ghoul around here. How curious, perhaps even silly, how a strong bond was created by the discussion of cannibalism, gradually leading towards the start of a friendship I had not expected. I even remember the time I first appeared, unknown to you while Jeonghan hyung and Joshua hyung were out, and I was just a mysterious person who supported you. But thank you so much for everything. You comforted me when I was doubtful, you know a portion of my past just like I know yours, and you're so sweet with me, always having fun and meaningful conversations. You're caring and protective, always willing to defend the members and me, and anyone else closest to you. And I'm grateful that you remind me that I shouldn't be pressured about this situation of mine, something that I have been doing but started to slowly reduce, almost to completely nothing.

I'm speechless, I really am. But I can't deny the fact that I like you, Baekie hyung, and that it makes me ecstatic that you're beginning to feel the same. Yet, it also worries me because I'm scared of hurting you and the others even though it's unintentionally. And originally, I didn't have this feeling towards you. But we got closer to each other in time, sharing things between each other that is usually hard to tell to another so willingly. Yet, we were able to do that comfortably with each other, being there for each other and sharing reassuring conversations. And... after what had occurred between us in private, I think, no, I'm positive that I have slipped deeper into liking you after having time to think about this. But I want to be sure that you're also sure about this, and don't make a mistake with choosing me when there are so many other ghouls and people who could always bring you happiness. And even then, if things take a different turn, I'm always here for you and will always stay by your side no matter what. Let's always stay strong together, yeah?

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girls-scenarios · 4 years

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Dangerous You

Idol: Gain (Brown Eyed Girls)

Prompt: Could I get like a Brown eyed girls street racing au? Where the prize is a date with the reader?

Writer: Admin Kiwi

A/N: It’s been forever since I’ve written anything for Brown Eyed Girls, but I was excited to get this since I love them so much! I hope you all enjoy!

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Danger. It was what had attracted you to street racing to begin with, other than the fact that one of your close friends had invited you to watch a race they had set up. You didn’t race, yourself, but you enjoyed watching the races, waiting with a bated breath as cars raced towards the finish, drivers pushing them to the limit. You also enjoyed watching the drivers as they got in and out of their cars, grins wide and eyes determined, flush with adrenaline and excitement.

In their own way, they were dangerous. They were almost fearless, always the ones to suggest pushing the boundaries a bit further. They would do just about anything for the adrenaline rush, and hardly flinched at getting hurt. You had watched one girl crash her car, only to get out a laugh despite her injuries. It was crazy. But somehow, they were so attractive. All it took was a smile to make you feel weak in the knees. Just like it attracted you to street racing, danger attracted you to them.

That was why, when your friend brought up the idea of having a date with you be the prize for winning a race, you agreed without much thought. Especially considering who the racers were.

There were plenty of unimportant people who came and went. Some you remembered, some you forgot. Every race, the ranks changed. But four racers always ended up on top, no matter what. Jea, Miryo, Narsha, and Gain had all been racing since before you got there. Their cars were made for it, and, in a way, so were they. First place rotated between the four women but rarely got away from them, and you couldn’t help but be attracted to every single one of them.

Jea was loud and outspoken, with big hair and an even bigger laugh. She loved to make jokes and was usually chewing gum, and her clothes were typically askew somehow. She still acted young and would stay up late into the night celebrating her victory. Her arms were strong and she didn’t seem to care about what people thought about her. You liked that about her.

Miryo was a bit quieter, but she had a fierce look about her. All she had to to was cock an eyebrow for your heart to pound. She was hot and she knew it, if the smirk she gave when people watched her was anything to go off of. She typically wore tight black clothes and dark makeup, and she wasn’t afraid to cuss or fight if she had to. However, she was smart, and had a cool half-grin whenever she talked about the things she was passionate about that only made you more attracted to her.

Narsha was hot and a bit of an oddball. She always had some sort of strange haircut or color, and she loved to experiment with her makeup. You could spot her coming a mile away with her flashy, artistic clothes. She also had a loud laugh, though not as loud as Jea’s, and her cold look was often interrupted by her bright smile whenever she got excited about something. Her car was eccentric too, just like everything else about her. She was exciting.

Gain, though. She was the one who really took your breath away. She was attractive on so many levels, sexy and hot and mature with a cute smile that made you totally weak in the knees. Her hair was typically cut short and she looked incredible with that style: somehow, she made it work no matter what style she went for. She licked her lips when she was concentrated and walked with a purposeful strut, but softened after a win, happy to laugh, chill, and drink after the race. She’d recently taken to laying her head on her shoulder after a few drinks at the local bar and that only made you like her more.

You were head-over-heels for Gain. But truthfully, you would have been happy to go out with any of them.

On the day of the race, your friend pulled you up in front of the crowd of onlookers and racers, grinning brightly. You had known this was coming, but your heart still skipped a beat as you looked out over the crowd before trying to put on your best smile.

“It’s time to announce the prize for today’s race. The first place winner will win... A date! With the one and only (Y/N)! You all know then, you’ve all hung out with them after the race, and now you have a chance to date them! How’s that for a change of pace?” Your friend wiggled their eyebrows, making the crowd laugh. A couple of the racers whistled and cheered, but your eyes focused in on Gain. She’d perked up at the mention of your name and her eyebrows were raised in surprise. When her eyes locked with yours, she gave you a smile and a wink, her confidence coming back.

“Don’t get too cocky, I’m going to win this one,” she said loudly, rivaling Jea’s levels of loud as she crossed her arms and looked over her competitors. “Might as well drop out now.”

“Like hell,” Miryo said with a laugh, already fastening on her helmet. “This is one race I’m going to give my all.”

Chattering, the crowd dispersed towards their cars, and you realized you’d been holding your breath. “Whoa,” you breathed, pressing a hand to your chest. “I didn’t realize how nervous that would make me.”

“You okay?” Your friend turned to look at you, their eyes concerned. “If you don’t want to do this anymore, that’s okay.”

“No, no, I want to. I’m just not used to being in front of that many people.” You settled into your spot to watch the finish line, and your friend observed you for a minute.

“Are you nervous that Gain might not win?”

Your cheeks flushed but you shook your head. Were you that obvious? “I’m sure I’ll have fun with whoever wins.”

Your friend laughed and patted your shoulder. “Sure. Whatever you say, (Y/N).”

You’d never been so invested in a race before. In fact, you could hardly breathe, waiting and waiting for the first car to come around the corner. You found yourself looking for that small red and black car, the one you knew so well. No matter how much you tried to tell yourself that yes, you would be happy going out with anyone, you couldn’t convince your heart of the same thing. You looked for Gain without even noticing it.

When the familiar roar of engines grew closer, your heart began to pound. You watched as three cars flew around the corner, neck and neck as they headed to the finish line. The little red and black car fell behind for a moment and you froze, but then, with one last burst, it flew ahead, barely beating Jea’s green car through the finish line. The crowd erupted, and you let out a sigh of relief, and then a laugh, beaming widely as Gain climbed out of her car, took her helmet off, and shook out her hair, a proud grin on her face.

You’d never seen her so happy to win a race before.

The rest of the cars passed through, but you didn’t pay any attention to them. Your focus was on Gain as she walked over, running her hand through her short hair and smiling.

“That was a tight one,” you said, voice playful.

“It was. But I was determined to win. I wasn’t about to let any of those other girls have you.”

Your friend watched with an amused smile before clapping their hands. “Congratulations, Gain! You’ve won a date with (Y/N). Treat them well, okay?”

Gain’s face flushed slightly as she turned around to look at the crowd, her cute smile replaced by her cocky smirk. “This is the best prize yet, I’m not going to mess this one up.”

An hour later found you at Gain’s favorite restaurant with the woman sitting across from you. The cocky smirk was gone, replaced by a soft affection that you already knew so well.

“You know,” you said, feeling brave as you sipped at your drink, falling into her dark eyes. “I was rooting for you to win.”

Her face brightened as her smile grew bigger and she rested her chin in the palm of her hand. “Really? Or are you just saying that?”

“I mean it. My friend was making fun of me the whole time because I was so nervous.”

She laughed. “I’m glad I won, then.” After a pause, she continued. “I couldn’t let you go on a date with someone else. Not when I like you so much.” An eyebrow raised, making your knees weak. You were so glad you were sitting down. “Should we make this a regular thing?”

“Going on dates, you mean?” Your heart was pounding, but you couldn’t help grinning widely, watching as a slight blush spread over her typically-confident features.

“I mean, if you want to.”

“Why wouldn’t I want to?” You laughed at her surprised look, a new one you had never seen before. It made her even more attractive, and you mentally thanked your friend for this opportunity. “I like you too, Gain.” A thrill raced through your body as you spoke, and you reveled in it. Maybe this was dangerous, but you didn’t care. After all, you loved danger, and smirk growing on Gain’s lips told you that danger might love you too. “I can prove it to you tonight, if you let me.”

“I’ll let you do anything, (Y/N). Just don’t leave my side.”

#femifics #brown eyed girls #gain #brown eyed girls gain #brown eyed girls scenarios #gain scenarios #girl group scenarios #kpop scenario #girl groups #kpop girl groups

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spnfanficpond · 5 years

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November 2018 Pond LiveChat Recap

We had a great time chatting with Rhi, @kittenofdoomage!!! Thank you so much for joining us!

We talked about getting readers, interacting with readers, and how Tumblr has made it more and more difficult with their changes for new writers to get noticed. Details from our discussion with Rhi under the cut, as well as notes on what we’re working on in the Pond!

Q: Do you wait until you are done writing a series before you begin posting, or do you post as you write?

I wait until I'm done writing a series. At some point, the idea will catch me and I have to write the entire thing, which will take about three days. Editing for another 1-2 depending on my betas and then it gets released in its entirety on Patreon (my patrons like reading the entire fic in one go, they're paying for it so I'm not gonna make 'em wait) and comes out in chapters on Tumblr about three-four weeks later. I hate feeling like I'm making people wait too long and then shit happens like it did with three of my permanently hiatused fics.

Q: Well, as for why we're here, Rhi, you get so many asks every day. How do you have such involved readers?

A lot of my readers who respond are regulars. I have those who pop up with the odd "this is awesome" and those who will write long involved reviews which I love!

Q: Do you think there's anything in particular that you do that encourages people to interact with you?

Yeah, I'm open with people and pretty approachable. I like discussing things, plot points, characters, anything really. There are very few things that trigger me, too. I have only three specific things that will turn me away from a fic. I think my lack of triggers helps with people who need someone like that to talk to.

Q: Do you ever ask around and try to figure out what people are looking to read to try and help boost your reader count or do you just draw inspiration from your own ideas?

At the moment, I'm mostly working on commissions, so it's other people's ideas. I'm lucky that most of my Patrons and commissioners are very patient with me and know up front that I have no specific time limits. I will write it but I can't force it. And I won't force it because that leaves everyone with a shit story.I never put an idea away forever though. I write them all down. If inspiration hits for something, I write it there and then because I never know if I'll get that mojo back.

Q: Has there ever been an Idea that has caught you by surprise when you start it as one thing but it ends up as something else?

Only about six thousand times.

Over The Hills And Far Away that I'm writing now, was supposed to only be a Dean x reader but my reader decided to go and have chemistry with Sam too.

Q: Have you noticed a bump in followers after you do anything specific?

I always have a bump in followers after Sinful Sunday. Unfortunately, I always end up with a bump in unsolicited dick pics and porn bots, too, so a purge usually follows. When I post new characters or fandoms, too. I've recently picked up a bunch of Marvel followers.

Q: As a big blog, you must also get some hate. How do you deal with that?

They don't like me because I play with them and their insults are like water off a duck's back with me. Unless they bring my kid into it. I shut an entire set of blogs down when that happened. That's also why I no longer post anything to do with my daughter. I will avoid using her name wherever possible. If I'm in a bad mood, I ignore it. If I'm feeling like an utter bitch, I'll tear them a new asshole.

Q: Rhi, it sounds like you have a lot on your plate with family, work, and writing. Is there anything in particular that keeps your creativity flowing so you don't burn out?

I try and do something different every day. Painting, gaming, going for a walk - it's important for me not to spend all my time on one thing. Even if it's just cleaning. I also listen to a lot of music - Classic Rock on Absolute Radio is my fav. Actually, my favorite time to think about fics is when I'm about to go to sleep.

Q: I'm not sure how to even ask this, but I came into the spn fic fandom a little late and so I'm finding it difficult to gather new followers. Do you have any advice? I have a master post with the few pieces I've written but I've gotten a lot of flack for writing OCs...

Tumblr is not helping with regards to gaining new followers lately. Tags aren't working if you're an NSFW blog, no one can search anything. The only thing I can suggest is reblogging, asking other authors if they'll read your work.

[Other suggestions from the chat included submitting fics to @dirtysupernaturalimagines and the Pond, joining other people’s writing challenges (The Pond’s S14 Challenge is here, @thing-you-do-with-that-thing is always running challenges, and @mrswhozeewhatsis has a tag #writing challenge on her blog). Also, “Tumblr loves porn” and the fandom loves Dean, in particular, so writing more Dean smut will get you more readers. Just adding “Dean x Reader” to the tags, even if the relationship is barely mentioned, will get you more readers. Sam will get you the same result, but to a lesser extent. Rhi got bigger writing ABO fics, and carved out a niche for herself with them to the point she’s considered the ABO expert in reader insert fics. Another tip was to strip OC’s of names and defining physical features, since OC’s don’t get a lot of love. Many “Y/N”’s are actually just OC’s without a name. Also, if you’re writing a story that will eventually have smut, list “eventual smut” in the tags.]

Q: Random question: a bunch of us smaller blogs have noticed a drop in reblogs over the last year or so, and I'd be curious to know if, as a bigger blog, you've seen anything like this as well?

Absolutely. A year ago I was getting about 10-20k notes a day. Now, if I hit a thousand, it's a good day and I'm expecting to take a massive hit because of Sinful Sunday, if they don't entirely delete my blog.

Q: Does anyone have any idea why the notes have all dropped so much? Is it a glitch in notes? People being more apprehensive to reblog nsfw things because of all the nsfw fear going on?

Community responses: The posts with outside links not showing up in searches is related to bots and porn blogs that only reblog posts to add a link to a sketchy outside web page. Several months ago, though, Tumblr started the “best stuff first” algorithm (which can be turned off in your dashboard settings, but not everyone knows this), and that pushed posts with few notes to the bottom of the dashboard feed. Since you never really get to the bottom, those posts never get seen. Tags and reblogs to build up note counts are the only way to combat this. Now, messing with the search functions means that there will be no new readers without blogs that just reblog fics, like the Pond and @dirtysupernaturalimagines and such.

[Editor’s Note: Rhi told us she’s working on a UPS Driver!Sam fic!! I’m excited. “What can Brown do for me?” YES, PLEASE!]

What’s coming up in the Pond:

Angel Fish Award nominations are due by the end of the month, so you have less than a week to submit yours and gain an entry for every nomination into the raffle! Win fabulous prizes just for spreading love! HOW COOL IS THAT? (Also, don’t forget to submit your own fics to the Pond so that other Pond members can easily find them and nominate them!)

Note: Please use the submission form to submit nominations. Asks do not allow you to include a link to the fic, and sometimes we can’t find what you’re nominating, especially now that Tumblr searches don’t work.

Design contest to find a Pond graphic! Entries are due by the end of the month, so less than a week away! So far, we have ONE (1) entry! (I mean, it’s a pretty fabulous entry, but still!) Winner gets their choice of swag with their design on it!!

SPNFanFicPond Season 14 Weekly Episode Writing Challenge - Since we didn’t have a new episode this past Thursday, the previous week’s challenge is still collecting submissions. (Honestly, there’s no deadline on any of them. Post a fic using a prompt from any week, and you’ll still be added to the masterpost and reblogged on the Pond blog.)

New Member Spotlight Post coming soon! Check out last month’s post here!

Still accepting additions and discussion about the Warning Tag List (tags to be used to assist folks in avoiding triggers and protect their mental health, not be confused with tags to help people find or avoid preferences). Reply or reblog the post itself, or send an ask to the Pond with suggestions!

Plans are in the works to try and make the blog more app-friendly. Please be patient with us in the meantime!

Plans to expand the beta program to make it easier to find the type of beta you need are also on the to-do list.

Housekeeping Note: If you send an ask to the Pond and do not get a response in a couple of days, please notify one of the admins (Michelle - @mrswhozeewhatsis, Mana - @manawhaat, or Kale - @aprofoundbondwithdean) via IM and let us know!

Thanks to everyone who joined us this month and made it an awesome conversation!! Can’t wait for next month!

Next month’s discussion: Giving feedback to other writers and how a beta reader can help your writing! Joining us will be @littlegreenplasticsoldier!

Be there Dec. 15th at the usual time! (Los Angeles - 2PM, New York - 5PM, London - 10PM, Melbourne - Sunday 9AM)

#spnfanficpond #chat room #spnfanficpond live chat #THE CHAT ROOM #pond chat

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ineffable-writings · 7 years

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Home Again

Word Count: 1300+

Genre: Fluff

A/N: I’m back with another! A fluff, are you surprised? Probably not, lol. Have I mentioned how much I love writing here because people to comment on typos or grammar mistakes since we all are just here for the story. I can’t tell you how stressful my English classes are for me, trying to not make any mistakes! Anyways I’ll stop rambling now, I hope you enjoy!! I looove you! :) - Admin Spring

It had been about a month since you had seen him. He had left for a trip with his family, he invited you, but you told him you’d be too busy to go. You regretted saying no now because you missed him a whole whole lot.

You texted him a lot asking him how things were going and what he was doing. He tried including you by sending pictures of him cutely posing in front of different scenery and selfies, which you saved all of them.

He would try asking you what you were doing to and your days were all too similar to make for an interesting story.

He never let you feel unloved either. He messaged you the whole time saying he missed you. Telling you about the places he wanted to come back to with you.

You got along well with his family too so they would send you messages saying how they wished you would’ve come. It was all very touching and hoped you could go next time.

Luckily they were supposed to return today and you were the one to retrieve them from the airport. You wanted to go all out and decided to make him a big sign. You wrote out his name in big letters spelling, Yanan.

You stood at the entrance waiting for them and especially him. Holding the sign as high as you could. Suddenly you recognized his tall, lean body strolling through the entrance. His gentle features form into a heart clenching smile. You excitedly meet him halfway quickly and throw your arms around his neck. He does the same and you feel the instant safety in his hug. The feeling that you missed so much.

After the grand reunion, you, him and his family all headed towards your car. He interlaced his fingers with yours, it was comforting to have him back.

“Actually, Y/N, something came up,” his mom said when you all got out of the airport.

“Oh?”

“A family friend wanted to see us now that we are back, we will see you later sweetie,” she said the last part towards her son and moved to give him a kiss on the cheek. They turned to go and you saw them hop into a cab before he turned back towards you.

“I guess it’s just you and me now.” he beamed at you.

“I missed you so much Yanan.” you fell into his arms again. He pat your back and kissed on top of your hair.

“Alright alright, we can make up for lost time at home, I wanna leave this airport,” you laughed at his sudden impatience.

“Give me the keys, I’ll drive.”

“Aren’t you tired? That flight was long, I can drive.”

“Y/N I’m fine,” he took them from your hand without another word.

After what seemed like forever searching for the car that you forgot where you parked, you finally found it. You both hopped in quickly, eager to head home. He held out his hand for you to take and held it the whole ride home.

On the way you asked him about his trip, that stuff you hadn’t heard yet. He gave you his phone to show you the pictures. Suddenly your phone started buzzing, it was your boss.

“Y/N! Thank God you picked up! One of the assistants on floor 3 caught a cold and we need someone to cover. It is super busy here, please do this for me.”

You looked over at Yanan who was sitting patiently since you had arrived home and was waiting to get out of the car. He had a curious look on his face since he was limited to the convention he could hear.

You really wanted to have said no.You wanted to stay home with him. It had been so long since you got to spend time together. But you could hear the exhaust and stress in your boss’ voice, desperate for someone to help.

“Ok,” you sighed still looking at Yanan with furrowed brows, “I’ll come in as soon as I can.”

“Oh bless you!!! Thank you so much, see you soon!”

“Yeah,” you said before hanging of the phone.

“What was that about?” he asks you.

“Yanan, I’m so sorry, but they called me into work.”

“Today? But I haven’t seen you in months! I miss you…” he whines holding your hand now.

“I know, don’t make me feel worse than I already do, I wanna stay with you too.”

He pouts at you, but you try to not get trapped by his kicked puppy look. You hop out of the car and he does the same. You head in gathering your stuff before going back towards the door.

“I’ll see you when I get back.”

—

You went to work and even had to stay overtime. Your boss wasn’t lying when she said the place was busy. Yanan sent you some texts asking if you had eaten and that he would make something when you got back.

You sent him short texts back or sometimes no texts back. Most of the time before you could send, you were called away.

When finally the shift was over, you got in the car to head back home. You felt so tired that you could barely stay awake during the drive. You opened the door to your house and Yanan runs over to you almost tackling you.

“YOU’RE HOME. I MISSED YOUUU.”

“Hi love,” you said patting his back since you had little mobility due to the tight hug he put you in.

“Baby, let’s watch a movie or go for a walk,” Yanan suggests.

“I’m not done with work yet, I have to file everything on the computer and print some things.”

He whines loudly as acts like a kid not wanting their mom to leave for work. You walk towards your home office ignoring his antics, so you could finish your job as soon as possible.

You were at your desk typing as quick as your fingers would allow. Yanan lingered around you whether he was leaning in the door frame or sitting in the chair nearby.

“Is there something you need your distracting me?”

“I just wanna spend time with you,” he whines.

“Just give me another hour of silence so I can finish this.”

“OK!” he says brightening up. He turns to leave the room swiftly and then he’s gone. He does in fact leave you be and you finish in no time. You swing the door open.

“IT IS FINISHED,” you yell throughout the house. You see Yanan pop up from around the corner with a smile.

“REALLY?” he runs to you and throws his arms around you, “Now what should we do?”

“Yanan, I’m so sleepy, I don’t think I can stay awake for anything,” you frown hoping he won’t be too disappointed.

“That’s fine, let’s just go to sleep,” he laced fingers with you and dragged you towards the bedroom. He gave you a shirt to change into of his which was long on you due to his tall figure.

He smiled at you when you headed over and pat the bed where he wanted you to lie. You both then got comfortable on the bed and he wrapped his arms around you and hugged you tight.

His legs were tied up together with yours and it was a comfortable silence. He ran his hands through your hair and used his other to bring your hand to his lips placing a kiss on your knuckles.

“Tomorrow let’s go out, let’s go on a date,” He said with his eyes closed and a sleepy smile. You hummed in agreement.

“Anything you want,” you said not letting go of his hand and moving his hair from his forehead you placed a gentle kiss on his warm skin.

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defiancerpg-blog · 6 years

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Congratulations ELSIE, you have been accepted as LUPUS, THE WOLF with the faceclaim of JADE TAILOR and the POWER REPLICATION ability!

Notes from the Admins: Ellie and Tasha:

Both the apps we received for Lupus were so amazing and interesting. We had a tough decision to make because they went in very different directions, but ultimately it was your vision that we felt fit best with what we originally imagined. Oh boy, I (Ellie) certainly was hooked right from the start. You did so well in fleshing out this complex beautiful character that we had envisioned. Your headcanons and ideas were so well thought out and you put so much care and research into her that I was just blown away. I (Tasha) loved the way you wrote your bio for Lupus. I know this was sent before the application format was changed, but it was beautifully done. I love how I can see how much work you put into your application.

We also would like to formally accept your request to change her name to Ashwiyaa ‘Nyx’ Lowell.

You have 48 hours to send in your blog. If you haven’t already joined the group discord then you may do so now (if that’s your wish) [x]. Once you have turned in your blog, you will be given a role that will allow you access to the private channels regarding plots/characters. Please remember to do everything on the checklist, and also we just want to thank you for joining this roleplay. We hope your time with us will be a fun and memorable one!

OOC INFORMATION

Alias & Pronouns:

Elsie, I use she/her/hers pronouns

Age:

Timezone, Activity Level, & RP Experience:

I’m in GMT (currently southeast England, but I’m hopefully going to be moving to Scotland in a few months). My activity is going to be around 7ish out of 10 and I’ve been roleplaying for twelveish years o.O. I don’t have any accounts to link to, but I will be writing snippets on my mockblog!

BASIC IC INFORMATION

Skeleton:

Lupus

Faceclaim:

Jade Tailor or Katie Findlay

Age:

Orientation:

She’s describe herself as either pansexual or sexually fluid.

Origin:

Born to parents that originated from the small town on the shores of Lake Ontario and Detroit to parents of Native descent (and Jewish on her great-grandfather’s side), Nyx’s early years were primarily spent on the run. From what she remembers her mother telling her, she was born almost a month early in a small cabin in the woods not far from Niagara Falls. Every couple of months, they would find a new place to stay or her parents would leave her with friends for weeks at a time. After their capture in New York City, Nyx was constantly shuffled between various foster homes, group homes and even juvie a couple of times.

Nova Type:

I think her abilities would fit in Mentis the most.

Ability:

Nyx’s abilities are… complicated. The official name is ‘power replication with limited power detection’ or as she calls it ‘ability radar/spidey senses and downloading’. She is drawn to people with abilities, it’s like a weird tug that Nyx isn’t really sure how to explain (aside from 'spidey senses’. She cannot tell you what abilities they have, but she can sense if someone is a Nova or not. And like when downloading something off the internet, it takes time for Nyx to 'copy’ their ability and store it in her 'mental hard drive’. Typically this is done by just standing within ten feet of them. Should the 'connection’ be interrupted, she will only have a fraction of that ability and it causes her to have headaches should the 'download’ be slow. The other option is 'instant download’ which is achieved through direct physical contact. It will cause the other Nova to feel a sudden unease and fatigue, while Nyx suffers from nosebleeds and migraines as it’s almost like getting punched. However, that is only the beginning as once Nyx 'learns’ an ability doesn’t mean she knows how to use it or control it or even know what it is. This can make her a liability and a danger especially with potentially catastrophic abilities, not to mention that she sometimes can’t get them to work when she wants them to or when she is angry they will flare up. Unfortunately, it doesn’t mean that she remembers what abilities she has absorbed. It’s kind of like putting them in a box which get put in an attic where it is easily forgotten and in order to be used, it has to be searched for. To help with this she has a literal physical written list of abilities she has absorbed and is aware of. Certain abilities are triggered by specific thoughts/feelings which are written next to those abilities. Some she has remembered, but it gives her peace of mind to have it.

When using her abilities, Nyx’s eyes will turn completely black and a strange black energy (like the negative of a bright image) will appear around her fingers or objects when certain abilities are used. Biography:

Complicated. Meaning: consisting of many interconnecting parts or elements; intricate. Synonyms include: complex, intricate, tangled, knotted and thorny.

If there was ever a word to describe you and the life you’ve lived. From the day you were born, you’ve had to fight. Born too early to parents that wanted a better world and didn’t know of any other way to get it then through violence. For so long, they had been unheard. Then they found others who felt just like them. They banded together for alone we are week, but together we are strong. Now they would make the world listen; they would make the system scared of them as they had been scared for generations. For the first time, they had the advantage and they were going to use it.

You barely remember what life was like before: always on the move, staying with family friends while your parents were away for weeks on end. You know that they loved you though and you can’t help but think that that only makes it so much worse.

It all changed in just a little more than two minutes. Those minutes will forever be engraved in your memory, haunting your dreams and thoughts like a plague. It starts with glass breaking, then smoke, the door breaking down, yelling (so much yelling), something heavy hitting the wall, gunshots. You cover your ears, it’s so loud. Tears roll down your cheeks as you press yourself into the corner, stuffed wolf clutched to your chest. You so desperately want to close your eyes but you can’t.

A gun turns towards you; familiar arms wrap around your small frame. Apples, she always smelled like apples.

Another shot rings.

And for the first time ever, you hear your father scream.

Criminals; terrorists; monsters; that’s what the world calls them but you never saw them that way. You saw your mother, who you look so much like, humming a half forgotten Ojibwe song as paper cranes floated around you heads. And your father, with his eyes so much like yours standing in the doorway with a soft smile on his face that never could reach his eyes.

Your memories fade, the happier ones that is. When you recall them now, it’s like looking through a fog. Some flashes are clear and others you aren’t even sure if that is what truly happened. The world however refuses to forget. Not only that, but it warps the memories. History is after all written by the victors.

Instead of moving from place to place with kind people at the door, instead all you know is cold. With each new placement, you pray it is different, but all it takes for someone to find out you’re Nova or just whose child you are. Still you try. You try so hard to show you are good, that you’re not like them. And yet at each and every turn, it’s like getting slapped in the face when all your effort turns to ash.

You cry when you find out you are more like your father then you thought and you hide it for as long as you can. You have his eyes, his abilities and soon his anger. Though you hate it, you can understand why they did what they did. With each disappointment, the anger builds, forming a wall inside you so that it’s harder to be hurt, harder to be cared for.

If he had put his mind to it, you have no doubt that your father could destroy the world. And if the world has taught you anything, it’s that you are your father’s daughter.

They see you as a monster and so they treat you like one. Is it so hard to understand why you began to believe it? Why you acted like one?

You always hold back, but you won’t be a victim anymore. You were raised better, you are better. And you would rather have that then be seen as weak. You don’t start the fights, but you end them. Some places have hidden demons and you run as far away as you can before you are forced to do something. They always find you though. In the end, you are always caught and dragged screaming away.

After years of grey walls and icy people, you are finally old enough to no longer be a ward of the state. But just because you are 'free’ doesn’t mean it’s better now. The day you register, the Warden just smiles at you in a way that sends a shiver up your spine. His words haunt you: 'I’ll be seeing you soon’. Two days later, it’s the anniversary of that horrible horrible day and you see people celebrate. As soon as you have the money saved, you get your biotag replaced with a clean one on the black market. But not before you cut out the old one and make it explode. It hurt and scars, but it was so worth it. The next day you are as far away as you can get.

You find yourself drifting, never staying in one place for long, hiding in plain sight. The days blur together, turning into weeks, then months and finally years. At the back of your mind, you feel the urge to join the Watchdogs. After all, your parents had been part of the inner circle and you had stayed with some of them. Eventually you push the thought away. They didn’t care, hell they didn’t even look for you. For so long you live like a shadow, content in your lonely life. For the first time, you are free from the cloud that is your parents’ name but you cannot run from your abilities. So you stay away from people, away from the cities, the asshole Wardens, the world in general. You don’t want to chance it, not that you ever had a chance in their world. Not with your name, you abilities, hell even with your bought biotag. Still, you can pretend you are someone else and maybe find some peace. Lonely peace, but at least some. That’s more than you can say for your parents. Then the bullshit Nova Protection Act came through. You were walking through some street a couple of months after it passed through out of necessity (God knows you sure as shit didn’t want to be in the city) when you saw it: a Warden dragging off a screaming kid to a truck while her mother tried to get to her child. Another Warden smacked her across the face, sending her to the ground. So many people watched and no one did anything. They just stood there like sheep as this woman still tried to fight against the armed man. Images flash before your mind: your mother screaming, you fighting against the Warden holding you as they dragged your father away.

In that second you realize that you’ve become a sheep. These four years have made you exactly what you hate. And it’s time to wake up.

The next few minutes are chaos. The sheep scatter, the Wardens lay crumpled on the ground and the child was in her mother’s arms. You told them to run and she thanked you. You can’t remember the last time that happened. It sparked something in you. For the first time you felt alive. You left the Wardens alive, but you did damage them a bit and their car was a smouldering ruin by the time you got away. Strange how you’ve followed in your parents’ footsteps: through foster homes, group homes, never staying in one place for long. It isn’t surprising that you’re labeled a fugitive.

It wasn’t long after that you found Yalena. She offered to help you to a safehouse but you refused. You had been sitting idle for far too long and you weren’t going to now. No, you were going to fight. It’s what you’re good at.

After all, maybe the world doesn’t need another hero, sometimes it needs a monster. And if you can save others from what was done to you, to your parents, what’s being done to innocents? Then you’ll be that monster.

Connections:

I imagine that Nyx’s relationship with Dinah is, like much of her life, complicated. There is so much potential between them and they could be amazing friends if only Nyx would give her the chance. She’s so envious of her because she’s so kind in spite of everything while she’s turned into what she is. She’s capable of things that she truly believes that she herself cannot give nor receive. If Nyx could, she would let her in, but she’s forced herself to be so guarded that she cannot help but think that there’s an angle behind Dinah’s kindness. After all, she must have an ulterior motive because why would she be nice to her

Even before, it was much the same. If she had met Dinah a little while before, her life might have been so different. Yet by then, she had given up any hope that someone might care about her and would’ve thought that Dinah should stop acting that way and 'grow up.’ She probably would have been a lot ruder and harsh towards her, but not cruel. A part of her would have been worried because it was only a matter of time before her spark died just like Nyx’s did.

With a little bit of time and especially if Dinah taught Nyx how to use her abilities, I see her opening up? Like going from not really enemies to like super super close? I kind of imagine that Dinah would be a calming presence and would be able to convince Nyx/hold her back from doing stupid reckless things. Plus I may have been stalking the Magicians tag and am totally going to reblog some gifsets cause they are literally perfect??? <3.<3 (kk I’m done rambling about them now I promise!)

For Leo, she’d be like 'ugh whatever’. Like she grates on Nyx’s nerves but she doesn’t really care? She pretty much just thinks of her as another asshat that thinks they know her when they know jack. Plus she would not appreciate being ordered around by her and acting like she’s better when they are all the same and want the same thing.

I’d love a partner in crime for her though? Someone that she’s kind of drawn to and they work well together? I imagine that they’re both fighters and tend to be at the front lines. Also maybe like a sibling figure? Someone who she kind of sees herself in a bit and just kind of connects to?

Changes:

I’d like to change her name to Ashwiyaa ‘Nyx’ Lowell

DETAILED IC INFORMATION

(Optional Stuff; This is all merely suggestions, none of it is required)

Headcanons + Chara Tropes + etc (up in a few): https://mockblognyx.tumblr.com/headcanons Pinterest: https://www.pinterest.co.uk/elsieswriting/nyx/ Also I’m going to be posting graphics, ideas and such on the mock blog ;)

ANYTHING ELSE?

I’m going to be changing my url to 'mockblognyx’ cause having it 'misty’ is just confusing XP

Also I am so so so sorry for the rambling and the length O.o

#defianceacceptance

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haikyuu-imagines-and-others · 6 years

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CAN YOU CONTINUE THE BOKUTO MAFIA ANGSTY SCENARIO PLS

UgggghhhhI am SO late to the party here guys haha… I meant to post this earlier, but Iwas late to work this morning, so I had to stay later than usual, and then Ihave my list of my requests apart from Admin Keiji’s and I could not for thelive of me figure out which one I wanted to do ;; sooooo if you asked for thiscontinuation, congrats!! You won the coin flip! Thanks for requesting andsupporting this continued scenario! – Admin Satori

Part 1 Part 2

BokutoKoutarou:

Darkness had been all you knew for the past 3days. At least… you thought it was 3 days… You couldn’t be sure anymore sinceyou hadn’t seen or felt the sun on your skin in a considerable amount of time.

They’d beaten you. You knew you had bruisesall along your arms and legs, maybe a few scrapes on your knees and face fromtheir rough handling. Thankfully… they hadn’t hurt you more than just pullingand pushing you to go where they wanted you to go. And when you wouldn’t go ormove, they’d just drag or carry you.

You remembered the day at the warehouse,remembered they had abducted someone else, and had stuffed you in the van withthem, their face covered with a burlap sack. They hadn’t said a word to you,but you figured the kidnappers had silenced them with tape over the mouth oreven threatened their life. But the two of you were alone now. The guards wereposted outside the closed door; your hands were cuffed together but you wererelatively free to move about the small empty space. Your company was knockedout, having met the blunt end of one of the kidnappers guns when he’d tried tograb one of the guards weapons. You quickly scooted forward towards the figure,finding no fear in your stomach as you pulled off the gangly mans; burlap sack.You froze at who you saw.

“T-Tetsurou? What are you doing here? Oh my God!Are you okay?” Your voice was an urgent whisper as your hands cradled his headon your lap, wiping away the blood from his wound just above his eye. Hesqueezed his eyes shut and grimaced at your fingers prodding the sensitiveskin.

“I’m fine, ____. Stop panicking. Bo’s hit memuch harder than that before.” Kuroo chuckled dryly before opening his goldeneyes, giving you a weak smile when your eyes met his own. “Ohoho? Don’t hold metoo close, ____; Bo might end up assassinating me if he ever found out aboutour love affair.” He smirked, winking up at you playfully.

You scoffed and pushed off his head from yourlap, rolling your eyes, but not being able to stop the tears brewing at themention of your fiancé. The way Kuroo talked about him… Your heart squeezedwith hope. “S-So… he’s okay? K-Kou?” Your voice was shaky, the dam broke looseas Kuroo nodded, he couldn’t bring himself to make fun of your worry. He’d beenthe same way in the hospital. You reached up with your cuffed hands and coveredyour face, feeling absolute relief washing over your entire body, your soul wassoaring high at the fact that the world wasn’t losing such an amazing humanbeing just yet. “W-When I saw him… H-He was bleeding… Bleeding a lot… I triedto.. to help him. Tried to get someone to help him and get him to the hospital,but…” You trailed off feeling your heart squeezing still, the relief so intensethat you couldn’t stop the quiet sobs wracking at your body. The memory ofseeing Bokuto lying in the street, the look of shock overriding any worry he’dhad for you moments before, how his blood had seeped through your fingers whenyou’d tried to put pressure on his wound. You hiccupped after the relief hadsettled in your heart and stomach, and you used your cuffed hands to wipe yourtears away, not realizing you only smeared the grime on your face. Notrealizing Bokuto’s blood was still encrusted in your fingertips and under yournails.

Kuroo smiled softly, but his eyes showed heknew exactly what fear you’d gone through, the panic of seeing a ray ofsunlight possibly being taken out of this world forever. “He’s fine, ____… He’sa little sore around his shoulder and chest, but last I saw he was doing okay.Maybe pushing it a little because he’s trying to get you…. Us…. Back, but youknow him,” Kuroo couldn’t help but laugh wistfully, “Always keeping himself athis limits.”

“How did you get here?” You asked, focused nowon trying to get out of your situation. Now you had someone to help you, youhad an ally in escaping these terrible people.

“Well, I got caught… Duh?” Kuroo’s golden eyesmet yours seriously, but the quirk in his lips made you huff in frustration. “Iwas helping Bo get you… I got caught sneaking into the warehouse you were in…They dragged me with you to wherever we are now.” He explained easily, “I’malmost completely sure that Bokuto is on the way now – they probably trailedthe car we were traveling in.”

Footsteps outside the small room caught theboth of your attention, your eyes going to the door as it slammed open. The manstormed into the small room, glaring at you and Kuroo, almost as if he didn’tappreciate the two of you conversing without his knowledge. Neither of youspoke, just staring at each other for a long time before finally the man lookedat the open door, motioning for his goonies to come in. Two men, completelycovered in black clothing, the only skin showing was their eyelids when theyblinked and the small space between their eyes. You didn’t focus too much ontheir appearance for long before your eyes were drawn to the heavy metal theywere donning. Large guns. You couldn’t remember the names of them, but you didknow they were assault rifles. Powerful, dangerous assault rifles. One of thegoonies walked over to you, leveling the gun to your head.

“Leave her alone… Hey, oh…” Kuroo had reachedforward with his own cuffed hands, but had stopped when he felt the cool barrelof the other goonies assault rifle being pressed against his temple.

Your heart squeezed again, and you wanted toreach forward and place yourself in front of the danger to keep Kuroo safe. You’dalready seen too much blood for the rest of your life. Kuroo didn’t need to seethe same bright light that your fiancé had. Not another light, please. But youdidn’t move forward, you held your hands up in a reaching motion, “Wait!Please.. I’ll do anything you want, give you anything you want. Just don’t hurthim… Let him go… Please, and I’ll… give you all the money I have, all the the….The….” You gulped, feeling like you were going to throw up, “All the sex youcould ever want… Just leave him alone.” You pleaded, your eyes on the first manwho’d walked in.

He laughed, shaking his head in disbelief, “Howdisgusting. I could do much better than you, so while your offers areentertaining… It’s definitely not what I’m looking for.” He smirked, an evilcurling of his lips that definitely made you want to throw up even more. “Itseems the ransom we sent to your husband has only been met with aggression… Nota fun experience. Definitely not within our rules of the game.” He wagged hisfinger as if he were berating a child, “No no… BUT luckily for him, I AM aplayer of the game, a follower of the rules, and because of this I will giveyou the option of carrying out the consequences that were detailed in ourcontract with your husband.” He nodded his head at the goonie closest to you.

The threatening man reached behind him,lowering his weapon from your head for just a moment, enough to let you breathea little bit freely before he tossed down the thing he’d pulled from thewaistband of his pants. The clattering scared you, made you jump and flinchaway from the noise, the object. You inhaled sharply when you felt the rifle’sbarrel against your head again, the cool metal sending chills down your spine.Your eyes had closed in anticipation, but once everything had calmed to thetensed situation before your goonie had moved, you slowly opened your eyes tosee what he’d thrown down.

A gun. A pistol. Much smaller, much more easyto handle than what he was currently sporting.

You stared down at the weapon with wide eyes,feeling your blood run cold before you looked at Kuroo with panic; You knewwhere this was going. It was a cliché ending you’d seen in so many crimemovies.

“Ah, I’m glad you’re getting the picture clearly.Yes, because your husband insists on getting you back without paying us for ourwonderful services of keeping you safe, I’m going to allow you to choose.” Theboss smiled, motioning with the gun between you and Kuroo, “Either you shootyour husbands accomplice… Or… We shoot him, let you cry over it for a fewminutes, maybe a couple days or weeks before we finally let you join him.” Heoffered, as if it were the most kindest of ultimatums anyone had ever offered.

Fear seized your entire body as you stareddown at the weapon again, your breathing was slightly labored, but you met Kuroo’seyes again. You couldn’t. There was no way in hell you’d be able to do whatthey were telling you to. Either way Kuroo was dead, whether it was by yourhand or theirs.

Tears started to well in your eyes and Kurooshook his head, “Shhh, it’s okay, _____… It’s alright…” Kuroo’s voice wassoft, but he couldn’t find the will to tell you everything would be alright…Because it wouldn’t. The both of you would die. There was no light at the endof this horrible tunnel, and either he was going to die by your bullet or thegoons. Either way you’d be left with the image of his dead body. He sat upstraighter, not moving his head but looking over at the boss through the cornerof his eyes, “If she kills me… What then?” Kuroo’s voice was strong, notshowing how completely terrified he was feeling. He was good at hiding hisemotions, but there was a limit for everything.

The man stared at Kuroo with raised eyebrows,crossing his arms over his chest and pursing his lips as if he were thinkingabout the question asked. “Well… Considering she was our target, and you werejust an extra body… I suppose we would just keep her… Tell her husband we stillhave her alive and well but that his accomplice is dead.” He chuckled, “Maybewe’ll even disclose where we left your body. You know, to show we aren’tmonsters.” He shrugged before looking back at Kuroo seriously.

Before you could think of what was happening,Kuroo turned his attention back to you, reaching forward and grabbing the gun.He quickly put the gun in your hands to show the goons that he wasn’t tryinganything again, he was trying to get you to take action. Your hands felt likethey weighed a ton with the weapon now in them. But you looked at Kuroo withwide eyes, “No.” You tried to push the gun back into his hands, trying to getit as far away as possible. But he only pushed it closer to you, trying to getyour hands to hold it as safely as possible so the kickback didn’t hurt you. “No,Tetsu. No.” You stated seriously, your voice finding some strength to it. Hewas babbling the entire time, trying to talk over you panicking and pushingaway from him.

“Just do it. Just do it. If you do it, you canlive. You can live to see another day. Just do it.” He kept babbling, finallygetting you to hold the gun properly before he raised your hand to rest thebarrel of the gun in the center of his forehead. The two of you stilled, as iftime had stopped, and he stared up at you as best he could with the gunobstructing his view. “Just shoot me, ____… If you kill me, you get to live.I can’t face the thought of you being dead. Think of Bo. Think of him, and pullthe goddamn trigger.” His voice was desperate. “Please… Live…. Live for me.” Hewhispered, closing his eyes and leaning into the guns barrel.

“Tetsurou.…. I… I can’t…” You whispered backat him, feeling the gun get too heavy in your hold before he allowed you todrop it in between the both of you. Tears were blurring your vision as youreached forward as best you could and lean your forehead on his shoulder. “Ican’t, Tetsu… Don’t make me… Please.” You pleaded, feeling him lean his headagainst yours in defeat.

The boss frowned, “Ah, how boring. Well, youknow what to do boys.” He waved his hand at his two goons before walking out ofthe room, “Make sure to clean up when you’re done.”

Kuroo curled his body closer to yours, tryingto protect you a little bit longer, “Just close your eyes, ____… It’ll beover soon.” He whispered quietly, closing his own eyes tightly as he heard thegoons ready their weapons with fresh bullets, aiming them directly at you andhis own bodies.

It was silent for a few beats before thedeafening sound of bullets rained in the small room. You didn’t feel a thing,you’d initially jumped in surprise, but had only leaned closer to Kuroo,finding his presence familiar and as calming as this situation would allow. Butthe sound of the guns letting loose sounded odd. You figured you would havebeen dead by now, seeing the bright light you thought Bokuto had seen.

But there was no light.

No heat.

The echoes of the bullets quieted down andrevealed the heavy breathing of those in the room.

Yours.

Kuroos.

And one other.

You wanted to open your eyes, see for yourselfthat the end wasn’t there yet. But you were scared. Terrified. But the heavybreathing… It sounded familiar…

“____.” The voice called quietly, and youreyes flashed open. Before you could realize what was happening, you were up offthe floor, stumbling all around with your numb legs, and crashing into theowner of the voice, wrapping your cuffed hands over his head and burying yourface in his neck. “_____… Thank God your safe.” Bokuto whispered quietly,completely opposite from how this whole situation started. You felt your bodyshaking in his hold, and realized you were crying, soaking his shirt with yourtears. He dropped his weapon before holding you closer to his chest, pressinghis lips against the side of your head and closing his eyes in relief.

Kuroo opened his eyes after you’d taken offtowards Bokuto, and he looked with a relieved smile, “Dude…. What the hell tookyou so long?” He asked, reaching up with his cuffed hands to wipe away his ownscared tears. A scuffling noise had him reaching for the gun he’d tried to haveyou take and point it at the door. But he dropped it as soon as he saw afamiliar pudding head peek inside the room, “And you! Where was my cover?” Hehuffed as Kenma made his way over to him, picking the cuffs lock so Kuroo wascompletely free.

Kenma pursed his lips, “I didn’t have a cleanshot. You would have had half your head blown away.” He grumbled, feeling sorryas soon as he said it since it was clear that had been a very prevalent threattoday for Kuroo.

You pulled your head away from Bokuto’sshoulder and stared up at him speechless, your hands still bound with the cuffsbehind his head, but using what mobility you could to run through his hair. Hegave you a wide smile before leaning down and pressing his lips against yours, “ThankGod… I was so scared I’d be too late….” His voice was soft, barely above awhisper, and you felt your tears continue to stream down your face. He’d beenso worried. He’d gotten shot trying to save you, and now he had taken out thegoons, and their boss, just to get you back home. To get you back to him.

Feeling your heart breaking in your chest, youpulled your lips from his; You’d treated him like shit, like absolute shit justbefore you’d been taken. You’d yelled at him for being happy to fucking seeyou. How could you ever live with yourself, knowing he put himself in so muchdanger just to get you back? “Kou, I’m so sorry, I’m so sorry, baby. I said somuch, I yelled at you. I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean it, I’m so sorry.” Youcried, feeling your hands be freed from the cuffs from his aid before you wereable to lay your hands on his chest, your right hand coming into contact withthe gauze wrapped wound under his clothing. You’d caused him so much pain andsuffering and all you did was yell at him. “I don’t think I can fix this… Kou….I’ve wrecked so much… You got shot…. Tetsurou… He got kidnapped and I almosthad to kill him and we almost died…. I don’t think there’s any way for me torectify this…. I fucked up so badly….” You whimpered quietly.

Bokuto shook his head and held you closer,laying his left hand over yours on his bandaged wound, right next to his heart.He didn’t know what to say to assuage your guilt. This whole ordeal had justbeen because he was too excitable. He felt his shoulders slowly drop as hepressed his forehead against yours, “It’s all my fault, ____… I need to be onmedication… I’ll go see the doctor as soon as we get back home…. I don’t wantthis to happen aga-“

“NO!” You yelled, making everyone in the roomjump with your sudden outburst. Bokuto stared at you with his wide golden eyes,having not expected you to have such a loud voice after everything that hadhappened. And granted, the volume and strength of your voice had now causedyour throat to hurt from the force, but you needed him to know. He was perfect.“I don’t want you taking that poison… It was my fault, Kou… I was mad aboutwork and all this crap that happened to me…. I was angry and I took it out onyou… And I’m so sorry…” You hiccupped before reaching up with your left handand cupping his cheek. Your eyes stared deeply into his, “You’re perfect theway you are… Please don’t change anything…”

Bokuto smiled softly, and turned his head tokiss your hand, “Only if you promise me something…”

“What?” You couldn’t ever remember your fiancéasking for a bargain, an agreement between the two of you. For as long as you’dknown him, he was very free in his choices and his decisions in life. If hedidn’t like something, he tended to move on and leave that one thing alone. Theonly promise you’d ever made to him was to be his wife, to love himunconditionally until the day you died. His golden eyes stared at you intently,his lips still against your palm, but he moved his lips to rest against theunderside of your wedding band.

“Please…. Don’t go where I can’t follow…”

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EDH Luna Lovegood (Any admin, idc. Fight to the death to see who gets to answer)

HA I’m going to be quicker than everybody else and answer this one heheYour request is going to be answered by…Mia!

thank me later bby

1.What does their bedroom look like?

Well,we already got a pretty good view of Luna’s bedroom.However,I feel like she would be so artsy. Not only the portraits of her friends we know of-little things like flowers and forests and moons and starts would all be there.

2.Do they have any daily rituals?

Not sure if this counts,but I feel like Luna is the kind of girl to unintentionally start humming while doing general,boring things.Like doing her hair in the morning with the sweet tune of the sorting hat song from her first year.

3.Do they exercise, and if so, what do they do? How often?

I feel like Luna is a non-commitial gal.She loves to go swimming-that is her usual exercise,though generally she doesn’t do it to keep fit.Just for funsies,and she doesn’t have a schedule.It just relaxes her.

4.What would they do if they needed to make dinner but the kitchen was busy?

Let’s face it,Luna would always find a way.She is so creative,that nothing can stop her-if she has to,she will cook her soup on a heated rock!

5.Cleanliness habits (personal, workspace, etc.)

Personal hygiene is on point.However workspace-very messy.She insists it’s organised,though,because she knows exactly where everything is.Her room is squicky clean,except the little paint stains here and there.

6.Eating habits and sample daily menu

In general,Luna likes to eat healthy-however,she doesn’t do it on purpose.She doesn’t honestly care what she’s eating,as long as she likes the taste.Usually,she would go for some yogurt with honey for breakfast,some hot chicken soup for lunch,and whatever she feels like for dinner.

7.Favorite way to waste time and feelings surrounding wasting time

As I already mentioned,she loves to go swimming ever since she was this little.It helps her get her feelings straight and her mind set,as well as calm down and relax.

8.Favorite indulgence and feelings surrounding indulging

Luna loves to spoil herself with new art supplies.Feeling down?Go buy that beautiful art pallette you’ve drooling over forever.It makes her feel appreciated and cared for.Indulging was the only thing that kept Luna sane during hard times.

9.Makeup?

She would never.Doesn’t matter if it’s a small birthday party or her own wedding,Luna wouldn’t put the slightest bit of makeup.She refuses to,because it will only make her self-conscious and make her notice more flaws of hers.

10.Neuroses? Do they recognize them as such?

Luna is healthy in terms of mental illnesses,which surprised a lot of people,considering what she’s went through-the thing that always kept her going is Mom wouldn’t want this for me and her love.Because Luna loved with a passion.

11.Intellectual pursuits?

Luna may be a Ravenclaw,but she doesn’t fit into the stereotype at all.She doesn’t crave teachable knowledge-she wants to learn from the world around her,and,overtime,she learnt how to do so.

12.Favorite book genre?

Luna loves Wodehouse.She can read him all day long.

13.Sexual Orientation? And, regardless of own orientation, thoughts on sexual orientation in general?

Luna doesn’t know,nor does she care.She doesn’t think love should be limited to genders-love whoever you want,and whatever you love.

14.Physical abnormalities? (Both visible and not, including injuries/disabilities, long-term illnesses, food-intolerances, etc.)

Luna fought in the Battle of Hogwarts,so ,naturally,she has some scars.They aren’t obvious,because they aren’t on her face-she has some on her stomach and legs.

15.Biggest and smallest short term goal?

Biggest short term goal would be…draw a portrait of her mother,to hang above her bed.That way she can say Good night,mom. to something visible,instead of just to the air.

Smallest would probably be something like ‘cook dad’s favorite cream soup’ or ‘buy some more tea’.

16.Biggest and smallest long term goal?

Luna really wants to go to Paris.She wants to go with some friends,maybe Ginny and Neville,to check out all the beautiful sights-and no,she doesn’t mean the sights for tourists-she means the nature and the scenery.She wants to draw the world’s beauty.

Shortest would be learning how to draw a full sized human figure.

17.Preferred mode of dress and rituals surrounding dress

Although it may not always seem like it,Luna is a big fan of sundresses.She likes flowy clothes,that give her body room to breathe.

18.Favorite beverage?

Mint tea.

19.What do they think about before falling asleep at night?

Luna think about how grateful she is that she’s alive,that she made it through another day and that she isn’t alone.

20.Childhood illnesses? Any interesting stories behind them?

As a child she would often catch colds,because she had an awful immunity system.Right now she is way better and rarely gets sick,but when she was younger her father would be very worried.

21.Turn-ons? Turn-offs?

Tricky question here.I believe she would be turned on by people being genuine and honest and standing behind their beliefs.

Turn-offs would be rude and disrespectful behaviour.

22.Given a blank piece of paper, a pencil, and nothing to do, what would happen?

A lot of drawing,that’s what.

23.How organized are they? How does this organization/disorganization manifest in their everyday life?

Luna really values her freedom,so she is often just living and doing whatever her small heart pleases.She doesn’t have a way of organising herself.

24.Is there one subject of study that they excel at? Or do they even care about intellectual pursuits at all?

Luna loved professor Flitwick and did amazing in Charms class.It was overall the only class she cared about as a way to gain useful knowledge.

25.How do they see themselves 5 years from today?

Luna is a person who doesn’t like to plan for the future.She doesn’t want to predict anything right now.She loves to be spontaneous.

26.Do they have any plans for the future? Any contingency plans if things don’t workout?

As I already mentioned,Luna doesn’t feel the need to plan.

27.What is their biggest regret?

Luna doesn’t live in the past,but in the present.She only regrets arguing with her dad that one time,though he almost immediatly forgave her.

28.Who do they see as their best friend? Their worst enemy?

Hmm…She loves Ginny and Neville.Luna is such a pure thing she wouldn’t have enemies even if she wanted to.

29.Reaction to sudden extrapersonal disaster (eg The house is on fire! What do they do?)

Well,despite popular belief,Luna is a brilliant witch.She will easily solve any problem.

30.Reaction to sudden intrapersonal disaster (eg close family member suddenly dies)

She would be broken inside,but would convince herself that it’s better this way.Because they are at a better place,and will never be hurt again,for example.

31.Most prized possession?

Her own remake of Rowena Ravenclaw’s tiara.

32.Thoughts on material possessions in general?

Don’t matter.She only values things that she created with her own two hands,as she pours her heart and soul into those creations.

33.Concept of home and family?

As long as her family is happy,Luna is happy too.

34.Thoughts on privacy? (Are they a private person, or are they prone to ‘TMI’?)

The perfect amount of sharing personal things.Never too overboard,but to her closest friends she is quite open.

35.What activities do they enjoy, but consider to be a waste of time?

Nothing that brings is a waste of time-her philosophy.

36.What makes them feel guilty?

Not helping a loved one through a hard time.

37.Are they more analytical or more emotional in their decision-making?

Emotional,100%.Luna listens to her heart at all times.

38.Would they consider themselves a Type A or Type B personality?

Luna hates to stereotype herself,or put herself into any norms society has created.

39.What recharges them when they’re feeling drained?

Mint ice cream and the scent of lavender.

40.Would you say that they have a superiority-complex? Inferiority-complex? Neither?

Well,Luna is pretty selfless,but she doesn’t forget about herself and her own good,so neither.

41.How misanthropic are they?

What?0%!Luna strongly in humankind.She does understand that there are awful people,but she tends to see the best in everybody.

42.Hobbies?

Apart from drawing and reading,Luna loves listening to music any chance she has-she particularly loves muggle music,calm music.Not classical-just calm.Her favorite song is Oceans Away by A R I Z O N A.

43.How far did they get in formal education? What are their views on formal education vs self-education?

Luna pretty much graduated from Hogwarts after the battle.She waited a couple of months for the school to get back on track,and she wrote to professor McGonagall,who was so happy to give Luna her diploma.

44.Religion?

I see Luna as a christian,I feel like she would pray every night for her mom,her dad,herself and her friends.However,I don’t want to force my religion onto a book character,so I’m sorry if this offends and I hope you excuse me-I’m just not really sure how to portray other religions properly,that’s all.

45.Superstitions or views on the occult?

AS WE ALL KNOW,Luna is the definition of superstitious.

46.Do they express their thoughts through words or deeds?

Neither!Through art!

47.If they were to fall in love, who (or what) is their ideal?

She would have to know the person very well first in order to fall in love with them.

48.How do they express love?

By small gestures,like covering someone asleep with a blanket,or preparing their favorite meal.Making them some hot cocoa,or comforting them.

49.If this person were to get into a fist fight, what is their fighting style like?

Woah woah woah let’s not go that far

50.Is this person afraid of dying? Why or why not?

No,when the time comes.She’s been raised that way.She views death as something normal.

Thank you for requesting,anon!Hope you enjoy! Feel free to request a 50-question-EHD from me or any other admin! Here’s how!

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alltheworldsrpg-blog · 7 years

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WELCOME TO ROSWELL, KALAIS VITERI!!

ADMIN CAMERON: I’m always here for space hipsters, especially when they take the form of Kalais. They’ve got this perfect ‘hidden in plain sight’ sense about them, this watching sort of personality. Best be adding some cacti to their collection of plants.

You’ve been accepted as THE HEXADECIMAL with the faceclaim of STELLA MAEVE. Please follow all rules and regulations as laid out by the Roswell Town Council, especially concerning any non pre-approved biologic. All UFO’s outside of city limits must be stickered or will be towed. Enjoy your stay in the first city of extraterrestrials.

NAME/ALIAS + PRONOUNS:

Krys! + She/Her

AGE:

Twenty Eight

TIMEZONE + ACTIVITY:

CST , 8/10 - I work about 40 hours a week but I am at a computer all day so answers are still possible :3

TRIGGERS

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ANYTHING ELSE?:

Hey I think we have met before! Okay no we totally have but I mean we all know there will be a lot of playlists and aesthetics coming from me so there is that. Also I freakin dig this rp. The colors are glorious and I have been stalking it for awhile so I am ready!!

IN CHARACTER.

SKELETON TITLE:

The Hexadecimal

FULL NAME:

Kalais [k AE - l ai ] Viteri [Viteri Kalais if they were back home]

Means ‘Changing Colors’’

GENDER + PRONOUNS:

Genderfluid + they/them/she/her [since arriving on earth they have gotten used to the different pronouns. in their own mind they tend to stay very neutral but don’t mind having others refer to them as she/her]

SEXUAL + ROMANTIC ORIENTATION:

Pansexual + Panromantic

DATE OF BIRTH + AGE:

Earth month: January 26th, 2030 + 30

OCCUPATION:

The Garden center of the Roswell Home Depot: It really is a basic job for them. Something easy that reminds them of their parents. Not to mention it makes it incredibly easy to get a hold of plants on sale. With the discount they can keep their walls stocked to the brim at their home. It also just lets them be in the daily hum of people. Allows them a semi familiar space to listen to the things going around them. A person would be surprised the sort of things a customer would tell the one helping them. Small family details to insane secrets they don’t tell their families. Apparently their quiet nature allows the customers to feel even more comfortable around them.

DIY blogger + Instagram influencer [or future equivalent]: This one was a bit of a surprise. It isn’t like they have the outward personality to get the interest of the world but apparently their ability to put things together and take a picture at the perfect angle was enough. Endorsements and shout outs were easy when all they had to do was make it happen in the private of their own space. Public appearances don’t happen but their presence on the internet can’t be denied. It took a little time to build their own site, save up for a decent camera and set everything up so anything too personal was kept out of view. Apparently earth people went wild for well kept plants and scenic views. The neon hue from the wall of signs in the little kitchen offered the perfect “aesthetic” to it all. Look, they don’t pretend to understand how it happened right away but they certainly know how to make it work.

In many ways being connected to the world that encompasses the online community has kept them aware of things that are going on. From the council forming to what life was like before ‘aliens’ came down. Just another way they can keep their ear to the ground so to speak.

FACECLAIM:

Stella Maeve

BIOGRAPHY:

It starts at the earliest memory. The soft song sung by their mother. So gentle in nature that it soothes the little one quickly. A scent coming through a window. A flower in bloom that would forever be associated with the one that held them. Over all of the years, they would look to their first memory burned into their mind with a gentle smile. A muted moment that would always find space in them. It set the tone for the early years of their life. Parents with soft words and encouraging smiles that said more than anything voices could. In the chaos the world became around them it would be a center to focus on.

In the year 2030 Viteri Kalais was born. A small little thing that came into the world. So silent it left their parents quaking that perhaps they wouldn’t get to keep the little one. There was nothing to fear. Their cries were muted when they finally opened their lips. Soft little things that were more like a mew than a scream. That would be their way. Soft sounds with a near purr like quality when it came to happiness. Never boisterous or loud. An easy little thing but it was their wide eyes watching that they noticed most. Dark eyes that seemed to take every tiny detail in. Of course it was the nature of their people to pay attention to things around them but Kalais’ hushed nature seemed to add to that fact. A little one made of details.

As they aged, Kalais stayed quiet. Whenever they did speak they tended to be low soft tones. More often than not an observation that could be nearly cruel in its honesty. Their parents found it refreshing. Someone that wasn’t afraid to speak their mind but in the world they lived in it was dangerous. Their family standing wasn’t the highest. Neither from a class of true note. The dirt under their nails spoke volumes. But it seemed they need not worry for their little one. Kalais wouldn’t speak to those their age and if they did there were little words and more facial movement. There was obvious dirt under their nails too. Still, in the quiet of the Viteri home, they fostered that nature. Parental words softening to suit their little one’s nature. It had taken years to have a child and they cherished every little quirk.

The quiet home was a sanctuary for the things happening around them. The people were changing. The way their world worked was changing and in their opinion it was none for the better. Maybe it was Kalais that helped them see it. Their low tones of how it was changing the other little ones around them. Maybe it was the things they saw happening to people they knew. It was no longer the world they had grew up in when they were young. Instead the government began to lead with an iron fist. The sort of fist the strangled people like them. Hand so tight around the lower stations throats they could barely breathe. Perhaps it was that that got them interested in politics.

Kalais noticed the change. They watched while their parents got involved in silent movements. A little over twelve, they saw them move about in the quiet nights. Whispered words of wanting a better future. Wanting to make the world safe again. Safe for them. In the moment, the memory would slip away in the night. Waking them to a world where their parents looked at them like they were the shimmering stars that hung around their planet. It would take weeks for the memory to settle, for it to explain certain behaviors they had noted since the change. Somewhere in Kalais’ mind they agreed with the change. The government above them, people around them, they were all dangerous in more ways than one. Maybe change was good. Maybe their parents were right.

Movements are only natural when things around people change for the worst. A part of them understood that but it would take days for their mind to add that there are consequences to those movements. People don’t always come back from their night time jaunts. They don’t always make it home for breakfast or to kiss someone on the forehead when they wake. There isn’t a soul to ease a phantom ache when the person can’t remember for a split second that the people they are waiting for will never be home again. Kalais was fifteen when there was that hole in their chest. Something like jagged edges gaping in such a way they can’t fix it. Another memory that would stick forever in their mind. The morning they would wake expecting to see them but seeing no one but themselves in a small home that wasn’t home. It was surprising what happened to someone that was connected to political activists.

When Kalais was twenty and looked back on it, they realized they were lucky. Death could have been the answer. Instead they continued to live their quiet life. Difference was that no one was there to listen to soft words when they were finally spoken after days. No, Kalais walked among people they knew more about than they perhaps knew about themselves. The little ways they moved to protect their belongings. Silent shifts in body language others of their kind would notice but were so caught up in their own thoughts at times they didn’t pay attention to. So, they made themselves small. It had become the normal for them. The first few years without their parents had been difficult. There had been others that disappeared and it seemed like the whole planet knew. Kalais hated whispered stares. They loathed silent curiosity. Kalais hated how they saw them. Which of course meant they would rather not be seen.

Kalais’ quiet nature made it easy to move into the background of all things. Slowly people forget one or two details about them. They would never forget that people never made it home to their families but when they forgot their face, it made them breathe a little easier. It made their silence more natural rather than forced. The things they saw. The things they knew were always on the tip of their tongue but there was danger in truth. There was pain in truth. Kalais knew that pain. They never wanted more memories of it lingering in their mind for when they got older. For years it was the same but the whispers of change where among them once more, but different. Technology of change. Change that offered opportunities. New planets to find that weren’t right next door. More options. More resources. There were a million reasons their government was interested but there was only one reason for them.

Home.

The world they lived in was no longer that. Just echoes of what they wanted splatter with the paint of lies Kalais had to hear. It was the sort of change they could get behind. A sort of change that wouldn’t mean they wouldn’t make it home one night. There was no one to go home to but it never changed the ringing silence in their ears. It was the one time in their life when they made sure to be in the right places at the right time. They weren’t of the higher houses or names. Kalais had to be tricky with how they got to the new world that was being offered. Time was all they needed. They didn’t have to be to persuasive or underhanded. Their worth was easy to gauge, their skills at blending in were natural. So natural even their own people let them through without so much as a second glance.

Maybe they should have been worried about how easy it had been. There was a part of them that wondered what it was like to be seen. Still they soothed their murmured worries and found a new planet. The arid wind of Roswell left their skin feeling warm and their eyes wide. Kalais could taste their new type of freedom on their tongue. Taking the family name and shoving it behind their given name was a breath of fresh air. Their people weren’t the first extraterrestrials to land on Earth and maybe they wouldn’t be the last. It took some time for their mind to acclimate to the change but once they did they knew there was a chance to finally have a home of their own once again.

Of course Kalais should have known problems didn’t go away with a change of scenery. Those issues came with people. People from various planets with various motives were wild and free among the ones of earth. They should have seen it coming. The whispers among people like them and those native to the planet. Still they listened. They watched. They noticed every little detail but if there was one thing they remembered, that vivid component etched in their mind, was how people wouldn’t come home the moment they got involved in such things as the change a government can bring. Kalais had finally found a home again. They didn’t want to lose it just as quickly.

MUSING + HEAD-CANONS.

HEAD-CANONS:

Losing Days || There are days between shifts when they had found themselves staring at the walls. The jarring colors would be a shock to most people but to them they are almost like background noise. A patch of sparkling leopard print in the bottom corner of the apartment is usually the thing that wakes them from their own mental dreams. Heat coming in from the windows they keep open nearly all year round simply washes them with warmth, but it is the twinkle of passing lights catching the plethora of items that made up the glimmering print. Kalais would see that food had been eaten, they took care of their needs in the daze that was the last few days but that never made the strange feeling welling in them any easier. No one looked for them. No one questioned their disappearance. They couldn’t tell if it was just short term memory loss or if there was something more. There are times when it scares them, how easy it is to disappear. Sure, that is their talent but there was something in being seen.

They have names || Okay, they own a few plants. By a few, the inside of their house has a string of them on various shelves. A little water delivery system, they took the time to put together. Some native to the area around them but many took a tender hand. It didn’t matter where they were from, each of them had a name. A baby book of names with a binding cracked and broken spoke volumes for how often they used it. The shelves would travel from the main room, into the hallway and further into Kalais’ bedroom. Colorful orchids resided there. Hibiscus with large blooming flowers. Earth plants had been different but over the last five years they had gotten very good at coaxing them into what they wanted. No, they weren’t a ‘plant whisperer’ like so many people said but they were similar to people in a way. Watching for the signs was just a second instinct.

You learn it young || Their knack for watching came when they were young. They were quiet. Just a natural thing for Kalais. They barely cried as a little one. Instead they just watched. It seemed only natural to keep the habit up the older they got. It became something that worked better for them than anything else. A sort of survival thing . It wasn’t like the world was the kindest the older they became. Not to mention, when they did open their mouth their words weren’t always the kindest and tended to have a little bit of a bite. When they came to earth, that didn’t change it, may have actually made it easier. The people there hadn’t seen what their home world had become, what the people had become. They saw. They saw it all. If there was one thing they were good at it was watching. A new planet wasn’t going to change that.

It’s only natural || Distrust runs deep in this one. Even making a few acquaintances on the new planet they had begun to call home, it is still a spark that guides them. Sometimes Kalais wonders if it is something so deep in their memory that they can’t shake. The new air of politics around them has done nothing to soothe that jagged tear in their soul. If anything it makes it easier to pull away. Lately they have to admit that things have been sticking with them. Not just all of the things they’ve heard before. New words that filter in and out of their mind like a record on repeat. Change was just as natural as not trusting anyone wasn’t it?

To barely like anyone || Their silence isn’t the most unnerving to the people she was raised with. No, it is the lack of facial movement. In order to have a true silence, a true hidden thought one would also have to keep their expressions to a minimum. If it is something they really need to keep to themselves, minimum turns into an absolute blank. Most wouldn’t pick up on it simply because they couldn’t see a reaction anyway. Among humans they can get away with a complete blankness. As they grew older they learned that a few movements, mostly in their eyebrows seemed to ease the people that would look for those things. Even the smallest thing like a head tilt put them at ease.

Something don’t feel right || Intimacy is something that is foreign to them. It isn’t that they haven’t tried. Matter of fact they have when they were a little younger. When the slight bit of loneliness tugged at them and just once they wanted to feel someone against them. It was strange, awkward and nothing that they wanted to do again. So of course tried tried another time. From awkward to needy. There was something about being close to another living being that made it seem like they had to open up. That they had to tell them things they wanted to hear and speak of all of the future they could have. There weren’t fucking there for that and got out of dodge real quick. Unfortunately their mind decided to burn the memory real deep. The feel of hands on theirs. Or the smell of someone else to wake up next to.

Angels of the Sea || Pets fascinate them to an extent. But it isn’t the furry variety that caught their attention. Instead it was the sort that could be put into tanks. More specifically they visited a pet store and saw fish. The fish themselves weren’t very interesting but it got them curious. What sort of sea pets could a person have. Of course the internet was helpful and quickly they found out about Moon Jellyfish. Before anyone could blink there was a tank and a whole set up with various appropriate lights for the tank. The Jellies are something they can lose themselves watching. Gently gliding through the water as if they have hidden wings. A reminder on their phone to feed them twice a day.

In Neon Hues || Like their collection of alien fashion items, they enjoy collecting neon signs. Some small, some large but they all go in the same place. A wall of their ‘efficient’ apartment, in the kitchen is covered in the things. More often than not they are kept turned off simply because of the power bill but still their fluorescents hum when they are lit. Barely any other lights in the home but an extra ones in the bathroom [outdoor rope light re purposed] and bedroom [a string of Christmas tree lights] respectively.

Do they call it kitschy || Ever since they landed on the planet, there has been a certain few collectible they enjoy going for. The old Roswell stuff. You know the ones. The stuff that has little aliens on it. The ‘believer’ shit. That is the stuff that they love. Sweaters, shorts, skirts, tank tops, hats, any and all things with that look they totally enjoy. Maybe it’s because there is a certain humor in the ‘believed 'about wearing the merch that they find silently funny but honestly, they can’t put their finger on it. They just like it.

Taste the rainbow || Like all the others from their planet or the sister planets they are naturally attracted to very bright, almost neon colors. Difference being that they tend to not wear clothing that matches that love or want. Instead just a choice or two that screams vibrancy but in their own home - it looks like the trix rabbit threw up all over the damn place. A wall of neon signs in the kitchen. A wall collage of magazine tear outs in the living room. Holographic type flooring to cover up the previous tile that had been there. Glitter leopard print in a few corners to catch the light of the moving cars.

They aren’t cartoons || there isn’t a tv in their apartment. The only thing they own that they get their entertainment from is the internet. That being said, some of Kalais’ favorite stuff to watch is old anime. There is just something about the outlandish style and garish colors that always seem fascinating to them. Some of their favorites include, Sailor Moon [Crystal], Tokyo Ghoul, No game No life. It isn’t always the stories that get them [especially for no game. The plot is atrocious]. Sometimes it is just the drawings and the color.

Not a bang but a fizzle || Their voice has never raised as loud as the music they listen to. They read something in a Magazine once that they proceeded to rip out and stick to the wall. ‘Music says the things a person can’t say out loud.’ With their more than quiet nature Kalais fills the silence in their personal space with various music they can find. Random music from earth and everywhere else. It helps that they enjoy collecting older earth items - records and record player included.

Maybe if I write it down || The forgetful nature of their people has never been their favorite. But over time they have learned how to adapt. The little pieces of technology they can get a whole of to either discreetly record conversations are easy enough. Their personal favorite is simply to use a mobile phone to jot down things. Of course it gets tricky in certain situations. That’s where turning them into a little bit of a sing song works really well. From Kalais’ understanding that is how many earth people teach their children the things they learn and it is something they have found to work.

Tins of all kinds || Stepping on Earth was an entirely new experience. Everything was something new and there was a bit of a learning curve to it. Really, it was learning what to do and what not to do. What to try and what not. All the little details that made earth life, well, just that. It became apparent rather quickly that Kalais enjoyed tea. The sort of tea they brewed themselves. Loose life and fragrant. The kind that they could dedicate a wall to in their little apartment. Over five years each tea they tried got a certain colored tin with how it made them feel. They weren’t the same in shape or size but the color mattered. The internet has told them that it is part of their ‘aesthetic’ but really that word is tossed at them so often if they didn’t have the dictionary definition they would be worried.

Quick HCs:

Has stuck with the pescatarian diet but after owning the Moon Jellies, feels a little bad for eating the fish from the area.

They like to get their nails done. Nothing too crazy long but cute little designs are fun.

Colored lip glosses are the bee’s knees. If they have a flavor, even better!

Mentally Kalais will refer to their self as a Space Bird. Sort of their own play on words for Snow bird.. You know the people that go south for the winter except they came from space… LOOK they thought it was pretty brilliant!

PLOTS + CONNECTIONS:

I’d love to see Kalais begin to enjoy the company of people. Like really enjoy it. All of their life they have kept to themselves. The sort of way that worked well for their quiet nature but that doesn’t meant they couldn’t begin to like to live among people instead of just living around them. The memories they hold to from the time with their parents could certainly help deepen a yearning for it. Like minded people are hard to come by and it could be nice. The Pulsar could be the catalyst to start them getting a taste of a different sort of life. Even the Quark could be as well.

I think another really cool thing to dig into would be them getting involved with an extraterrestrial resistance. Now, obvies the plot of the rp will move in shift but like that could be cool especially if they feel like they’re seeing moves like their old government in the details, i think for once they would be tempted to actually do something about it. While they are steadfast in not wanting to be one of the people that could just be gone with no one to look for them, they also wouldn’t want to see the new world, their new home turn into something that even resembles what their old one became. There is a bit of the tug from the Quark that could potentially get them thinking this way but it wouldn’t be an overnight process.

Okay let us talk about intimacy for a second. This quiet soul has delved into that world but came back with shaky memories and a weird taste in their mouth. I want to find something that pokes at those feelings. With them making friends at an incredible slow rate there is a chance that they could develop feelings for someone. I think it would be a little more than fun to explore the mental conflict they would have within themselves as they grappled with enjoying someone in that way. Wanting to let them into their world. Finally having someone see them in a manner that is different from how they normally want people to see them… as in not at all

One of smaller things I would like to start to see change for Kalais would be that they don’t express themselves to their full extent. More often than not even their facial features stay just as silent as they are. I think it would be good to see them get more comfortable with smaller smiles, the little things really.

Look to simplify the blabber, I want them to get friends, I want them to open up just a little bit, I want them to feel like they have a purpose other than to just listen. There is a reason they have so many details and take the time to remember them. I want them to find meaning. Because they deserve meaning when all they have done was made sure they didn’t make a blip in the worlds they have lived.

Really I will probably think of a million more the more I write Kalais but here is what I have for now.

WRITING SAMPLE:

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ETC:

https://kalaismock.tumblr.com/ [here there be drabbles, playlists, inspo, answered memes, & aesthetics. also showcases the potential faces]

& lets be honest here —- Kalais is a freaking space hipster okay?

#accepted.#the hexadecimal.

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vieuxnoyesrp · 7 years

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Ches. Kira has had a special place in our heart since she moseyed her way into the Quarter, and you managed to charm us all over again with her whimsical, dreamy personality which you caught so well. Even more important to us, you managed to toe the line between inquisitive, goofy Kira, and resolute, realistic Kira, allowing room for Kira to explore who she is, what she is, and who she wants to be. The headcanons you shared with us crackled with the intensity of Kira’s potential. Portraying the many different facets of teenager is difficult at the best of times, and yet you managed to highlight Kira’s insecurities and doubts without letting them rule. We can’t wait to watch the tension of this kitsune kid discovering herself set sparks across our dash!

Ches, thank you very much for applying. As for Kira…

⚜ ~ WELCOME TO VIEUX NOYÉS!!! ~ ⚜

Wondering what to do next? Click here and let the good times roll!

⚜ Roleplayer:

⤜ Name/alias: Ches

⤜ Pronouns: She/Her

⤜ Age: 22 in three months, yikes

⤜ Timezone: CST UTC-6

⤜ Activity: 6-7, I’m in school and I work weekends, but I’m home and available every night, and constantly checking tumblr throughout the day on mobile.

⤜ Best form of contact: Through tumblr messaging is fine

⤜ Any Triggers? None

⤜ How did you find Vieux Noyés? Scrolling through the witch roleplay tag

⤜ What drew you to the RP? EVERYTHING! As you can guess by the way I found the rp, I’m a sucker for anything supernatural, shows, books, roleplays. They all draw me in. This place has a triple bonus since it’s based on one of my favorite dramas, has my favorite original characters AND some I don’t recognize (then again, I really fell off the wagon with Originals, so that could be why), and all of the drama waiting to explode in that plot has me squealing with anticipation. I want to see it all, and of course throw Kira into it somehow!

⤜ What is one subplot/element from the Plot page that you are particularly looking forward to seeing in this roleplay? I guess I just answered that question. I’ve been in love with the story of the Salem witches since forever ago, so I can’t wait to see how the witchy politics turn out between them and the NOLA coven, and how that effects everyone else. Are the Salem witches really going to follow Marcel’s magic ban? Having their own power source separate from ancestral magic, I wouldn’t think so. And then there’s the revival of the Hunters Guild the plot hints at. I suppose I’m really just excited for all the political drama going on in every supernatural sub-community.

⚜ Desired Character: KIRA YUKIMURA

⤜ Why do you want this character?

Where do I start? Kira and Lydia were my favorite characters in the drama, for one. I loved their personalities and was so excited to see Kira’s growth in her abilities and coming into herself (imagine my dismay when you know what happened). Aside from the show, Kira’s personality is the type I’ve always been drawn to in roleplaying and just in reading in general. I find her type the most relatable, and their journey to discover themselves and gain confidence in their abilities is always fun to roleplay. For me, it’s fun to slowly push her out of her shell and into relationships with other people, especially when they develop into close bonds. I’m also very interested in her becoming more assertive. Even though her parents aren’t part of the roleplay (unless I missed them somewhere), that can be inserted into plots or just self-paras down the line. The added bonus is the fact that she’s a kitsune. I’ve been obsessed with Japanese folklore since I was a child, which includes the lore surrounding kitsune. Kira in particular was fascinating to me because I’d never heard of one whose powers were specifically drawn from electricity before her introduction to TW. I look forward to roleplaying her exploration of her abilities and seeing what her full potential is (especially since it was never reached in the show). That being said, I don’t intend to make her all-powerful (if I’m accepted!), but I want to roleplay her discovery of her strengths, weaknesses, limits, etc. That will probably take discussion with the admins and some research on my part, but that’s all part of what makes supernatural roleplay fun in my opinion.

⤜ What are your future plans for this character?

Again, I suppose I kind of answered this question. I really want to push Kira out of her shell and develop personal relationships, stand up for herself more, be more confident in herself, and discover just what she is and what she can do. Even I don’t know what all that is, what with this secret organization her parents are part of. Other than confidence and exploring her powers, I would love to see where she fits into all of the political tension going on in the Quarter. As an unknowing were, she’ll eventually be forced to pick a side or remain neutral, but I don’t see remaining neutral as something that’s she’s capable of for moral reasons. In the process, she might have to stand against her parents, or friends, and I want to roleplay that when the time comes. And then there’s the overall tension outside of the were community. The Quarter isn’t that big, so I imagine every supernatural is going to get dragged into the conflict between the covens and the vampires, only for that to be exacerbated by the Hunters. She’s going to have to decide who to support or where to remain neutral based on who she wants to protect and what she feels is right, and those two might conflict each other. I really want to see that.

⤜ Put yourself in your character’s shoes. Give us a few lines to describe a day in the life of your character… Where do they live? Where and how do they spend their time?

Of course she lives in a normal neighborhood with her parents, just close enough to school that she can take her bike instead of the dreaded bus. But she really lives in the Saint Aloysuis library, furiously typing away at whatever chapter she’s currently writing and often neglecting her homework in the process. She tells herself it’s only Calculus, which she could do in her sleep. Or it’s only another poetry analysis essay that’s much simpler to write and never as enticing as the drabble ideas and climactic plots that practically loom over her shoulder, whispering temptation into her ears as if the fox spirits from her father’s stories have come alive. She’s mastered the art of writing a passing analysis essay in one night, and an essay guaranteed to give her an A if she actually puts more effort into it. On the nights when she has some freedom or the itch to leave her room, the university’s library is open almost all night and even has a Starbucks. What more could an aspiring writer need? Her laptop is never out of reach specifically because inspiration strikes at the most unexpected moments, and she’s learned Google Drive is much better than any notebook she might carry. It has more space for one, and offers much more security should her works fall into the hands of prying classmates or, God forbid, her mother. She’s developed a weekly time table to balance her homework with updating her Wattpad stories, and volunteering, although it’s sometimes ignored in favor of posting double updates, drabbles, or new stories she just couldn’t resist. Her writing is really the only thing she’s allowed herself to be impulsive with. That, and her visits to the animal shelter. She visits religiously twice every week, sometimes more if school or her parents are becoming just a little too stressful. There’s something about the warmth with which the shelter animals greet her, how they lovingly paw at her legs and lick her fingers that’s instantly soothing. Kira can forget all of her troubles when she’s there, and often wonders how in the world her mother could say no to having a pet? Every now and then, she likes to visit Cafe du Monde, or Jackson Park to watch the tourists. Of course, she loves her coffee, but she also occasionally indulges in people-watching. It’s great material for when she’s writing, but it’s also her guilty pleasure. Sometimes, she watches the gaggles of strangers and tells herself that day will be the day she steps out of her shell. She’ll smile and wave at a stranger, start a conversation with someone wearing her favorite band T-shirt, walk up to a girl and tell her she really likes that dress, where’d she get it? All of these hopes were pushed aside the first time she tried to smile at a stranger who proceeded to walk right by. They just hadn’t seen her, is what she told herself, but she’s still not sure and definitely not ready to try again. More than twice every month, she comes home to the disappointed gaze of her father, who’s walked past her room and been horrified at the aftermath of a morning getting dressed. Every day, Kira finds herself going through several ensembles before settling on the usual graphic tees, jeans, and converse. She’s fairly certain her flashier clothes are just as flattering as she thinks they are, but the last thing she wants is to deal with Jeremy freaking Gilbert’s immature comments. She’s known him long enough to know they’d come if she tried to change. That being said, she’s gathered her courage and worn clothes a little out of her comfort zone once or twice while visiting the park. The one time a stranger complimented her was enough to make the girl glad she’d stepped out of her shell at least this much.

⤜ Give us three headcanons regarding your character of choice. (If your character is from one of the tv shows, please come up with a headcanon that is not explicitly stated on the show, but is rather based on your own imagination.)

(This was mentioned briefly in the bio and her photoset and I love it) Kira’s a writer, although she finds it difficult to call herself that. All she does is write fanfictions under an alias online and post drabbles every now and then. She’s hardly an author, and is so unsure of herself that’s she’s never even been able to present her work to Mr. Lewis, the high school creative writing teacher. The shy little thing’s approached him with the intention of showing him her work five times in the few weeks she’s been here, only to chicken out each time because of her own worries. She relies on the mostly encouraging comments and feedback from readers online, taking it all to heart every time she writes a basic outline or character bio. Her dream is to become a professional writer, and she wants to go to school for it but she has her doubts. Not only is there her own insecurity to face, but the disapproval from her parents that’s sure to come if she tells them. So she quiets that dreamy voice in her head when the conversation comes up, instead saying she might want to become a teacher or professor like dad. It keeps them satisfied, and works as a nice backup plan. The two professions aren’t the same, but as long as she can indulge in her passion and keep her imagination alive, it’s enough for the young fox. Ever since that time she survived being electrocuted, she’s developed the hobby of chasing lightning during storms. She doesn’t do anything as poetic as dancing in the rain. The girl’s got two left feet and fell flat on her butt three too many times back when she was enrolled in basic ballet lessons. But she’s almost perfected the art of sneaking out of her room at night and racing off on her bike, chasing bolt after shimmering, ephemeral bolt until the hints of sunrise appear. She survives the day after with a cup of strong, black coffee – forcefully taken – and power naps during lunch if her body still threatens to crash afterwards. Kira isn’t quite sure what she’ll do if she actually encounters a lightning bolt one night. Touch it? The idea used to sound fatally idiotic to her, but the more she thinks about it, the more she knows, somewhere in her gut, that it just might feel right.

The one grudge she holds against her parents is the fact that they deprived her of any close familial ties. She’s an only child, she has no cousins that she knows of, and the mere hint that she might want some type of pet warrants that stony, frigid gaze from her mother that demands silence on the topic and makes her skin tingle with fear. Since Kira’s yet to make friends, she does the next best thing and hangs out at the local animal shelter often. The attendants are so familiar with her that they often ask her to come in and play with the animals when they’re short of staff. The familiarity is something Kira’s proud of, even if it’s nowhere near an actual friendship. Still, it’s more than any relationship she’s had in the past, and it’s given her someplace else she feels at home.

Kira’s romantic experience is exactly zero, zilch, nonexistent. But she’s had crushes before and feels that there’s something a little off compared to what she’s heard both from media portrayals and the few girls she’s known. There is no sexual tension or dirty daydreams for her, and the mere idea of being alone with someone in that setting and naked gives her butterflies for the wrong reasons. The extensive searching she’s done online has led her to the conclusion that she’s asexual. Of course she’s not so quick to label herself after having no actual experience. Maybe she hasn’t met the right person yet. Maybe it’s just because of her personality. But everything she’s read so far about asexuality leaves her thinking ‘That’s me’.

Kira often feels like she’s at odds with her parents, especially her mysterious mother, but she’s always had a soft spot for her father’s stories. She’s not sure if it was because he wanted to pass on a part of their heritage or because he was so passionate about them, but he’s told her tales of kumiho and kitsune for as long as she can remember. When other kids her age were listening to Harry Potter or Narnia at night, Kira was begging her father for more tales of trickster spirits luring travelers astray with the forms of beautiful women and samurai that avenged their lords at the cost of their lives. She used to enthusiastically claim she’d be a historian when she grew up just to watch her father’s eyes light up with pride. Now that’s she’s a teenager, she doesn’t lean towards that profession so strongly. However. Mr. Yukimura still finds his daughter curled up in his office with the books he used to read to her, and his tales of samurai and mythology still bring a soft smile to her lips.

⤜ What are some plots you’d like to explore with your character?

She knows it’s not exactly smart to go wandering around the woods. In fact, it’s dangerous and more than a little stupid. But something about the densely wooded area has always drawn her in, and she’s backed away too many times to keep ignoring it. What’s more, she doesn’t want to ignore it. Something about the forest just feels right, like the feeling she gets when she’s chasing after lightning. She knows there’s more to the place than just little forest critters, having seen a pair of eyes gazing solemnly back at her more than once. They seemed so intelligent, so piercing, she couldn’t have imagined it herself. So she sets off in her rattiest jeans and the mimimum equipment to survive several hours in the forest. But what she may find is definitely beyond her expectations.

Mercy Lewis leaves Kira absolutely dumbfounded with every encounter. It’s amazing and absolutely befuddling, considering half of the time the curly-haired girl doesn’t even do much to earn the reaction. The only thing Kira is absolutely certain of is that she wants them to be friends. She will start small. She can’t follow the girl, that’d be creepy. And blatantly asking to be friends would be childish. They aren’t elementary schoolers anymore. She can, if she tries hard enough, start a real conversation, ask to meet again or even ask for her number. She’ll do things normally, she won’t rush, and she won’t chicken out like she usually does. It’s simple, and might even seem sad, making her first friend as a junior in high school. But it’s the one specific goal she has for herself (save graduating, which is a do or die thing for Kira), so she has to see it through.

I really want her first act of self-assertion to come from standing up to Jeremy, but their relationship blurb only mentions the one encounter, so that’s a tentative plot idea. Another tentative one is becoming involved in the supernatural drama going around town, but I think it would be best to wait until she’s developed other relationships to plan that one.

⤜ Para sample:

(Retained for privacy.)

⤜ Would you like to be considered for another character if not accepted as your primary choice? (If yes, name the character.) Malia Tate?

⤜ Have you read the rules?: Yes

⤜ Anything else?

Nothing!

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Opinion: Bitcoin, not the Blockchain

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Opinion: Bitcoin, not the Blockchain

I’ve been waiting a while before writing this one, as I wanted to capture the essence of why so many people confuse blockchain with distributed ledger technology.

My goal, today, is not to call-out “crypto-experts” for propagating (pun intended) misinformation, but to explain to every single one of you why understanding the proper definition of blockchain and distributed consensus matters.

As to me there is a key difference between Distributed Ledger Technology (DLTs) and blockchains, so many technologists and marketers keep forgetting: the actual monetary incentive that keeps this database operating in a decentralized manner.

There is no easy way to put it but you’ve most likely been lied to.

When you read on linkedin or twitter, posts about how private-“blockchains” such as hyperledger and alike will change supply-chain and the financial industry forever, and how this technology is going to “fix” all problems in most business sectors, you’re probably consuming bullshit.

There is no purpose in having a decentralized system controlled by a small group of people; if that is what you are looking for, why not simply using DLTs and cloud-based computing?

–this article shouldn’t be taken as financial advisement as it represents my personal opinion and views. I have savings invested in cryptocurrency so take whatever I write with a grain of salt. Do not invest what you cannot afford to lose and always read as much as possible about a project before investing. Never forget: with great power, comes great responsibility. Being your own bank means you’re always responsible for your own money—

Commonly used Data Structures

Before jumping ahead to the problem at hand: how to differentiate between blockchain and DLTs, let’s first list the most commonly used data structures.

Arrays: an array is the simplest and most widely used data structure. Other data structures like stacks and queues are derived from arrays.

Stacks: you store the previous states of your work (which are limited to a specific number) in the memory in such an order that the last one appears first. This can’t be done just by using arrays. That is where the Stack comes in handy.

Queues: Similar to Stack, Queue is another linear data structure that stores the element in a sequential manner. The only significant difference between Stack and Queue is that instead of using the LIFO method, Queue implements the FIFO method, which is short for First in First Out.

Linked Lists: a linked list is like a chain of nodes, where each node contains information like data and a pointer to the succeeding node in the chain. There’s a head pointer, which points to the first element of the linked list, and if the list is empty then it simply points to null or nothing.

Trees: a tree is a hierarchical data structure consisting of vertices (nodes) and edges that connect them. Trees are similar to graphs, but the key point that differentiates a tree from the graph is that a cycle cannot exist in a tree.

Graphs: a graph is a set of nodes that are connected to each other in the form of a network. Nodes are also called vertices. A pair(x,y) is called an edge, which indicates that vertex x is connected to vertex y. An edge may contain weight/cost, showing how much cost is required to traverse from vertex x to y.

Tries (they are effectively trees, but it’s still good to call them out separately): Trie, which is also known as “Prefix Trees”, is a tree-like data structure which proves to be quite efficient for solving problems related to strings. It provides fast retrieval, and is mostly used for searching words in a dictionary, providing auto suggestions in a search engine, and even for IP routing.

Hash Tables: hashing is a process used to uniquely identify objects and store each object at some pre-calculated unique index called its “key.” So, the object is stored in the form of a “key-value” pair, and the collection of such items is called a “dictionary.” Each object can be searched using that key. There are different data structures based on hashing, but the most commonly used data structure is the hash table.

So looking at the above we can quickly conclude the blockchain sits at the hash table level with a tree hierarchical format – this is, it contains blocks with transactions inputs and outputs (UTXO), registered and posted in a chronological order.

The important conclusion on this brief section is that other cryptocurrencies can use different types of data structures to achieve similar goals as the blockchain, yet the common denominator on all is the underlying cryptocurrency associated to it.

Blockchain: a definition

First things first; in order to correct people from saying “blockchain, not bitcoin” we should understand what just the blockchain is anyway.

Usually, people put it as the ledger where bitcoin operates; that and a bit more:

Bitcoin and its blockchain are inseparable, as one cannot exist without the other. A blockchain without cryptocurrency is nothing more than a centralized database – which can be distributed among multiple regions and nodes, via cloud computing. Plus, a cryptocurrency owned by a small group of people is just a digital currency – something we are quite familiar with.

The concept of blockchain most of you enjoy means: decentralized consensus via a distributed, permissionless and trustless protocol.

No more, no less.

See, it’s quite easy to create a private database, kept under your private nodes/servers, designed to operate much like a blockchain without the actual cryptocurrency. But that’s just it: a database (like Oracle or SQL) a private group of people own. They can give you access to read-write into that ledger but there is no decentralization whatsoever because there is no monetary incentive.

The most important part of the blockchain is what white-collar suits, like bankers and big corporations’ fat cats, are trying to kill: that small, minor, absolutely insignificant feature which gave birth to a world where decentralized money is a reality – Bitcoin.

Distributed Systems: a definition

If I had to come up with a single sentence to explain what are distributed systems (and DLTs) it would be something like: “distributed system can be thought of as multiple participants acting as one for an external user”. It may consist of multiple moving parts, taking different roles at different times, covering for one another, cooperating, relaying messages, storing information for other party temporarily, but in the end all these parts serve the same purpose.

Another way to think about a distributed system is: we have several participants (Processes) and Links between them.

How are DLTs any different from the blockchain?

Without going into many technicalities, a DLT or distributed ledger technology is just a bunch of redundant databases spread across different regions (think of cloud-computing or ERP systems). The point of DLTs is to have the same data spread across multiple servers, which can be accessed and updated at any single point in time and has certain time-stamps, so it follows a chronological order.

A central authority (system admin) gives different permissions to different sets of users (via roles), which grant them access to a common system (or ledger) that they can update.

Fascinating, right?

The blockchain, however, shouldn’t be put into the same box as DLTs as it contains different properties; actually, DLTs should maybe be called Distributed Databases, just to avoid people thinking the word “ledger” refers to an actual ledger; storing data can take many formats, hence this blockchain is simply a data structure – think of IOTA’s and Circle’s Directed Acyclical Graph or Hashgraph’s ledger as other examples of alternative structures.

The brilliance of the first (and all) blockchain is that it possesses a cryptocurrency associated to it. It’s that said cryptocurrency which functions as means of payment between the user, being the person who wants to write up some data into that ledger, and the miner, being the person who registers that data into the ledger and also validates and secures it.

Without cryptocurrency there would be no incentive for the miner to keep the ledger secure!

As you can see, the difference is that although both DLTs and Blockchain have distributed infrastructure, the later also decentralizes governance and ownership – data becomes yours as long as you have a key to open the door.

DLTs vs Blockchain

Shall we go deeper into the rabbit hole? Wonderful!

Why do so many people confuse blockchain with DLTs, then?

The answer is quite simple: because most people don’t understand this technology or its purpose. Luckly for me and some of you, we live in places where money is more or less stable (except during financial crisis which almost never happen, lol); meaning, we don’t really see a reason for this technology to be.

We had to get into the blockchain hype without a real need, so we created ideas and concepts of how this decentralized technology could potentially change every aspect of our lives.

As I mentioned in the beginning, the blockchain hype seems to be associated to a bunch of different activity sectors. From land-registry, to finance, people go nuts over this.

“It will make everything faster!”, they say.

“It will change commerce forever!”, they say.

But when you ask those same people about Bitcoin, they blast away saying “Bitcoin is just a hype” and the real value is on the database Bitcoin operates in, the blockchain.

How can that make any sense, seriously?!

Is the real value of this technology (a) the fact it introduces a cryptocurrency which allows us to decentralize everything, or (b) the database that keeps that information safe?

The funny thing is that both (a) and (b) need Bitcoin to actually function (in a decentralized way), so that was just a trick question for all of you naysayers.

What I mean is that there is little purpose in having just half of this wonderful technology working for you, while the other half is stripped away of its awesome properties.

The central problem of the whole misconception around “Blockchain vs DLTs”, is that people use the concept of decentralized consensus protocol to speak about the blockchain – which is one of many different ways to arrange information in a data structure.

The blockchain today

The key to power is knowing how to keep it.

Google and Microsoft were once disruptive companies trying to change the world, each at its own peculiar way. I believe they managed to accomplish just that, by allowing billions of people to access information cheaply. But that information is being kept under their close watch and now it’s time to pay the piper.

There’s some new regulation, like the GDPR, which is trying to tackle that exact same problem, although at the end – as it is usual with EU laws – it will make the whole internet way more inefficient and information hacking problems will continue to take place. At the end, information will remain stored at the same places as it were before: in private companies’ servers.

Did those cookie agreements stopped cookies from being stored in your web-browsers? Nope.

They just made navigating through the web even more painful and time-consuming.

More however, we aren’t truly benefiting from our data being stored in so many different places, as well as, not getting properly rewarded for participating in most networks.

If information is power, then the ones holding it are the truly powerful ones, right? Instead of you making money from the websites you visit or from your online behavior, some company is compiling that information into a nice and presentable package and selling it to the highest bidder.

Sure, now companies need to give you back your data privacy, so you think you are in charge.

Except, how can the EU or any enforcer actually verify those claims? With the abundance of websites, from different jurisdictions, it won’t be an easy task to ensure companies are really deleting user data or they’re not selling it without permission.

Is creating regulation around user data the solution for information mismanagement or data breaches?

The Power Of Decentralization

Probably a cleaner and simpler answer is to build products which give back the power to users, instead of forcing companies to make website navigation even worse (those cookies warnings are so pointless) and to follow rules which are difficult to enforce.

That’s precisely the goal of Bitcoin.

Is there anything special about that blockchain ledger?

Not really. As we discussed above, it’s simply a data-structure, kind of like a giant excel spreadsheet, which keeps track of how much each one owns.

What do you need to access that spreadsheet?

Bitcoin.

Without cryptocurrency there would be no way to write into the blockchain, because as it is a decentralized network, it needs some sort of currency people pay to secure their information – which in this case is how much money they own.

But wait! There’s more!

We will soon discuss why it’s so important to believe in the power of decentralization, but first, what do you think it needs to happen for cryptocurrency mass adoption to take place?

Is it a technical problem? Like scalability which is usually represented by the umber of transactions per second?

Or could it be a philosophical issue? Like the fact it’s hard to earn/get cryptocurrency, because companies still ask you to purchase some token instead of giving them away as rewards for user participation?

The Killer App For Cryptocurrency

If we want to understand how this decentralized ledger can change the world, we need to think about its properties and how they can be applied to most businesses.

As you know, decentralization means more people can participate in all aspects of governance; if you had to guess, does the democratic system seem efficient to you?

That’s because it isn’t. There is really no way to allow for a better redistribution of wealth while at the same time having the most efficient system in place.

It makes little sense for most organizations to swap from typical IT infrastructures to a blockchain-based system – unless their goal is to decentralize value somehow.

We arrive, then, at two important conclusions:

DLTs are great for centralized organizations and products,

Blockchains are great for decentralized organizations and products.

Now that the whole picture is starting to take shape, we can begin to understand what the killer app might be: something that changes how organizations are structured and value is created.

By combining the power of a distributed infrastructure with decentralized governance and autonomous consensus rules that enable trust between peers, we achieve a completely new and ground-breaking way to create and distribute value.

Not only money, but literally anything we want.

Sure, it will be awesome to track products’ origin on a public ledger, or having my identity securely stored somewhere only I can access; I’m really excited about all those incrediblet use-cases. Yet, at least to me, the real disruptive nature of the blockchain is how we can now better distribute value among a network.

The path to the new internet must be paved with a new meaning to earning value.

Hum…

But how would that look like?

The Web 3.0

Right now there are hundreds of projects creating decentralized versions of known platforms as Google, Twitter, Facebook or Linkedin. Some projects like Steemit, The Brave browser or Wabi’s milk tracking app, already have deployed real-life applications running in a decentralized manner.

The trick for any product, platform or company creating a decentralized network is to properly implement incentives so that most benefits go to users.

Why wouldn’t you like to get paid for your online contributions? Or to share your data with third-parties? What if we start valuing everything that we do online?

The reason why blockchain technology is needed won’t be truly understood by most until we reach the point when we don’t remember how it used to be without its existence.

Just like the Internet or mobile phones.

The blockchain we know today, as a database or a ledger used to store bitcoin, will change in the next upcoming years as more people create ways to decentralize value distribution. Maybe all blockchains will interact with the Bitcoin blockchain and it will remain a standard, as it was the first.

Or not.

The point is, whatever blockchain remains, we need to change how we measure value in order to allow for this technology to grow. The more we fight to keep it under a central authority, the harder it will be to leave that mind-set.

If tokens can represent virtually anything, sooner or later companies will start tying those into their business models and shifting from gaining value from users to giving value to users. As long as there is a token representation of a certain company, product or idea there are different ways to move from a centralized structure to a network, where all token holders benefit equally.

If our vision is to decentralize value, is there a better way to do it then changing how we earn it?

The Web 3.0 is nothing but a brand new way for organizations to give value back to users (the rightful owners of said value).

Why enrich the few when we can enrich the many?

If the ultimate goal is to better redistribute value, there is definitely no blockchain without Bitcoin.

Sorry to disappoint!

As I mentioned in the beginning, the reason I’m writing on this topic is to clear out the confusion between DLTs and Blockchain – my goal is not to undermine anyone who thinks differently; I do, however, want you to know that any technology can have good and bad outcomes. If we use the blockchain associated to centralized digital monies, then we’re giving away all our privacy to some third-party. If we do the opposite we’re taking back what’s rightfully ours – the ability to exchange value freely online, which to me is the only way to use this technology.

If you have a different view on the subject, please, don’t forget to let me know.

Any comments, feedback or ideas are always welcome!

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