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PSA | indefinite hiatus

hey folks. I’m gonna be going away for a while.

I don’t feel like tumblr or the rpc is necessarily the right place for me at the moment, both mentally and creatively. I’ve lost interest in writing basically all of my canon characters, and I want to take some time to develop my OCs and other personal projects in private and under my own steam (without the constant cycle of owing replies and juggling 150+ drafts). I don’t wanna set anything in stone right now but if it turns out to be a positive change, I likely won’t be back.

That said: mutuals, please come find me on discord.

I’ve built a lot of great friendships and writing relationships here and I don’t want to lose those by leaving. I’d still love to hang out, bounce ideas around, lose my tiny mind over fictional idiots with you all like I usually do.  (I might still do a little writing on discord involving the OC crew, so if you’re interested in that let me know I guess.)

It’s been real. Peace out for now. Love you all.

#ooc #psa

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jai vc: finally, some recognition

#ooc #c: jai

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listen, when i go to open my mouth & what comes out is 12 degrees of seperation from what the original topic was, u need to connect the dots bitch. think fast. i’m not gonna hold ur hand but we’re leaving now and visiting every topic along the line. wave it goodbye, don’t get hung up on it

#c: cyd #c: mole #c: tom #also most of the doctors lbr

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Whoniverse as The Onion Headlines (Part 1)

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Imagine if Jamie had just never left.

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Send “How did you get this?” for my muse’s reaction to your muse observing one of their scars.

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SEND ME  ☏  FOR A TERRIFIED VOICEMAIL FROM MY MUSE

@thebrazenandbold​ asked:  ☏

“Hey, uh-- Red? Can you call me back when you get this? Please?”

A long moment of silence. The hand not holding the phone clenched and unclenched at pace, trying to expel some of the nervous energy knotted up in the pit of their stomach.  A nervous glance out of the window told them the street outside was as empty as it had been two minutes ago, when they’d last checked. They forced themself to take a deep breath, the exhale coming out long and shaky.

“Someone broke into my apartment and wrecked shop, it’s-- I-- it’s kind of a long story but I think it was another aster and I’m freaking out big time, and Rizz won’t answer their phone, and-- and-- and I didn’t know who else to--”

A loud beep and the click of the call disconnecting informed them their thirty seconds was up. 

“...call,” they finished lamely, and went back to their agitated pacing.

#c: cyd #v: aster dynamics #thebrazenandbold

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Merlin BTS [14-15/100]

i, ii

#c: persephone #im luv her #jiggery po-queue-ry

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Send  🔫  for your muse to witness mine getting shot

#.............. #leaves this on the dash #im trash for angsty threads just indulge me #pls i beg

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The Expanse 2.03, Static

#nicole/rizz #c: rizz #jiggery po-queue-ry

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* hurt prompts

‘ are you bleeding? ’

‘ take it easy. you hit your head. ’

‘ where does it hurt? ’ 

‘ sit still and let me take a look! ’

‘ how did you get that black eye? ’ 

‘ you should see the other guy. ’ 

‘ did i say you could get out of bed? ’

‘ that’s going to leave a bruise. ’

‘ i’ll get some ice. ’ 

‘ that’s what you get for picking fights. ’

‘ are you trying to give me a heart attack? ’

‘ what’s wrong with you? ’

‘ you can barely stand. ’

‘ did you throw the first punch? ’

‘ that’s a nasty bump. ’

‘ get in the car. you’re going to the hospital. ’

‘ at least bandage it. ’ 

‘ no, you’ll get an infection. ’ 

‘ wet floor signs are there for a reason, you know. ’

‘ you’re lucky. that icicle could’ve killed you. ’

‘ where’s your gratitude? i rescued you! ’

‘ i’m calling the nurse. ’

‘ was that stupid dare worth it? ’

‘ what happened to you? ’

‘ sit down. i’ll make some hot chocolate and fix you right up. ’

‘ are those bandages? ’

‘ you need stitches. ’

‘ look out for that tree branch. ’

‘ i’ve got you. just stay awake. can you do that for me? ’

‘ lean on me. ’

‘ you got two choices: let me carry you, or die out here. take your pick. ’

‘ shit, you’re burning up. ’  

‘ you’re not dying. it’s only a sprained ankle. ’

‘ lie down. ’

‘ i’m sorry. i know it hurts. here, hold my hand. ’

‘ you’re in no condition to be walking around. ’

‘ wake up! wake up! ’

‘ i don’t feel sorry for you. ’

‘ look at your face! ’

#jiggery po-queue-ry

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Send me ☏ for a terrified voicemail from my muse

#jiggery po-queue-ry

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more favorite ship dynamics… and to those wondering, ‘dumbass + dumbass’ isn’t its own category since that’s the foundation of every relationship

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#no. 1 is jai and his bf in the book-that-never-was #no. 5 is uhhhhh #also them #been thinkin about them a lot lately #resisting the urge to add him to the blog #tho he's a big beefy alien lizard man #so idk what i would do about finding an FC #jiggery po-queue-ry

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Honestly when is he ever wrong. Never.

#i mean he's not wrong

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@positronicminds​ gets a cora

“Commander Data?”

Much of Deep Space Nine was abuzz at Data’s arrival - including, and perhaps especially, Cora. With the exception of a few other standard-issue medical droids back on Ophion in the early days, she couldn’t honestly say she’d ever met another android remotely like herself before. While the chance to find some common ground was promising, it had taken some gentle coaxing from Julian during one of their shifts together in the infirmary before she finally took the leap.

“Cora Celestine,” she announced, tucking her padd away so she could offer a hand out to him. “Second medtech, I work under Doctor Bashir. Forgive the forward introduction, sir, but he suggested it may be prudent for me to contact you before your time on DS9 is up.”

#c: cora #positronicminds

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thebrazenandbold​:

“That glass had to come from somewhere, didn’t it?” Zoe accused, undeterred by the denial in her insatiable curiosity. She didn’t doubt her sanity. Her memory– where it was untouched– was perfect.

Their deal was tempting. It was so easy to argue herself into agreeing. After all, what harm could telling them really cause? They hadn’t threatened her, and they didn’t seem like the type to try to rewrite history for their own glorification. Of course, she’d been fooled before. It would be safer if she didn’t…

“Alright. it’s a deal.”

Jamie would be chastising her right now. Nevertheless her small hand extended across the table, a determined gleam in her eye.

“Attagirl.”

As Dionysus took the proffered hand, the strobing lights from the dancefloor flashed - and if Zoe was paying attention, she might have seen their shadow shift, just for a second. A shape not entirely inhuman, but with wild hair and short, curved horns atop its head-- and then as soon as it had appeared, it was gone again.

They took a long sip from the wine glass - and yet, when they put it back on the table, the wine didn’t seem to have depleted at all.

“You’re not from here,” they began, and it wasn’t a question. “I don’t mean this bar, I don’t mean London, I mean-- here. This world. You don’t fit. You wanna explain to me why that is, and I’ll explain how I know.”

#c: dionysus #thebrazenandbold #v: on the house

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curled up watching Howl’s Moving Castle and I can’t help but see a lot of Jai parallels in Howl and I will not be convinced otherwise

- lanky beautiful motherfucker - dramatic bitch™ - lives in a cluttercore nightmare - has powers that frighten even him sometimes - good at impersonating people, has multiple aliases - mercurial, a little selfish, a little cowardly, but his intentions are ultimately good

#ooc #c: jai #TELL ME IM WRONG