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bessmrvin · 2 years
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@bluemingz​ liked for a starter!
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“Is there anything in this kitchen that ISN’T alcohol?” Bess lamented, head lulling to one side. She huffed out, frustrated. “I’m the DD, and I’m dying of thirst. Why is there just a million White Claws and beers in here? There is, like, a cooler full of alcohol in the backyard.”
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ride-a-dromedary · 6 months
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"Halsin shouldn't be that big or muscular or look middle aged because he's an elf and the lore sa-"
I actually think he should be bigger and look more middle aged, personally.
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solacium · 1 month
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presence // aventurine
he'll never outrightly ask you what it is, not at the outset.
he might find you curled on the couch, quiet, trying to breathe out the something in your chest that writhes and constricts, or in tears, but he won't ask, only sit quietly with you, lean against you, the weight of him enough to reassure you of his presence. maybe you reach for him, curl into the hollow of his body, and he'll let you, hold you until the tears stop, or you can feel your hands again, or you fall asleep, to the steady rhythm of his heart.
you'll wake, or look at him, and he'll speak, then, maybe look back at you with those iridescent eyes that you love, as he asks, softly, if you're feeling better, if you want to talk about it.
he'll keep you company, either way, listening. there is a steadiness in the weight of his arms around you, in the even beat of his heart against your back. you'll have to move, eventually, one of your legs falling asleep under you, and you'll both laugh, and shift. he gently disentangles himself from you, to get you something to drink. you settle back down, curled around each other, talk quietly until the sunlight changes.
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i love franklydear as much as the next guy, but i have to admit i’m always a little thrown off by how much fanwork portrays them as married from the get-go, because part of the appeal of franklydear for me is the prospect of someone having their gay awakening while also experiencing the muppets’ adaptation of silent hill.
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revvethasmythh · 5 months
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working in a new creative medium where I don't have an extensive mental compendium of tips and tricks and decades of experience leading to an ingrained understanding of how to accomplish what I want
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majorshatterandhare · 7 months
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I’m thinking about how the Mechs use energy, because they do things and live and therefore they *must* use energy, that’s how physics (and biology) work.
I had the idea that they are always absolutely frigid to the touch because they suck in heat from the environment like an endothermic chemical reaction.
#the mechanisms#another crack idea#it would make the most sense for them to be able to run on multiple kinds of energy#and yes i know the actual answer is that they just do. its magic basically. but thats not fun for me.#what is fun is trying to figure this shit out#and if you disagree. thats fine. disregard my musings. but like. idk what to tell you. im autistic.#of course the way i enjoy the media is different than most people#i dont think its surprisjng that the way my autistic ass likes to interact with the mechs is to disect every little bit and try to fill-#holes in ways that make sense in our understanding of the universe and their world#like you could just say that in the universe that the mechs live in physics doesnt work the same and energy isnt needed#which is fucking insane#but you could. my question would then be how the physics does work and trying to figure that out.#i just wanna stick my fingies in the holes in the story like its a crochet blanket and make flex them around#thats whats fun for me. which means that its super frustrating when i pose these questions looking for people to play in thd space with me-#and they just get shut down with answer like ‘whatever serves the narrative’ or ‘the mechs are unreliable narrators’ or ‘jonny lies’#tbc unreliable narrators can be very fun. but its not fun when it stops the possibilities or the conversation.#its not fun when ‘unreliable narrator’ is the end.#i think other people may enjoy the freedom of just doing anything that that gives them (or ‘whatever serves the narrative’ does)#but i dont because im a scientist which means i want to figure things out which means there must be a framework#if anything could happen at any time then you can’t make a cohesive story.#and i coukd argue we know thats not the case since ivy predicts stuff based on likelihood#anyway i managed to go down a rabbit hole tangent of why apes and roundworms hybridizing is the most ridiculous ‘scientific’ answer ive-#seen in scifi. so if you’re interested in that. hmu
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prestonmonterey · 2 months
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i hope my friends never get the feeling that they need to have something important to say to be able to talk to me
#marble musings#its just like#an awful feeling#had someone i knew who kinda just like ignored my attempts to make conversation bc im like. not good at talking to people#and i was really sad bc i just wanted to like. enjoy her company#and ive been told by a couple people that they thought i was kinda intimidating???#which is so funny to me bc im like SO scared to talk to people#anyway yeah you dont have to like#say something important or anything#if you dont want to#i mean im like actual shit at small talk but ill still try my best if you just say like 'hi' and wanna start a conversation#(ugh unless youre the kind of person who shuts down small talk questions i cannot deal with that.#there was someone i talked to who i was like asking questions to bc i wanted to like keep the conversation going bc i like. think thats wha#they wanted#but id say like 'hows school' or 'whats a fun fact about yourself' and theyd just give like one word answers which is alright but if you#wanna hold a proper conversation that doesnt really work#and when they answered the questions they didnt throw it back to me like 'how bout you' or something#theyd just. sit there#and i was like#damn ok should i like ask another question?#but i felt like they were trying to hint to me that they didnt wanna talk so i stopped talking#and they were fucking like 'awkwarrrd'#like DO YOU WANT ME TO TALK OR NOT)#ok sorry that was a really long tangent#i prommy im always happy to talk unless youre like a super rare exception (like 2 people ever)#in which case i will try to make it clear im not in the mood to talk or youre like making me uncomfortable or something#ok thats it#have a nice day#:)
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cxpperhead · 5 months
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Copperhead takes time to warm up to people. In his experience, most people cannot see past his appearance and treat him differently, be it with thinking he's creepy or worse, thinking him an animal due to his serpentine looks. Copperhead is okay with the latter; people who assume his intelligence is low or that he doesn't 'experience feelings' like a human only makes it all the easier to take them by surprise when they underestimate him so badly.
#🐍 || musings#🐍 || headcanons#He experiences this a lot#Moreso people finding him 'creepy' which is fine by him#He doesn't trust people easily and is fine with whatever they think so long as they pay him for his services#Those who try to play him or give them less than what he agreed to will pay for it another way#It's funny because he will be so quiet and let them assume he's not as intelligent as he actually is#When really he's taking everything in and judging the fuck out of them#One of the few things he's thankful for in having a hard time expressing himself facially is that he can feel rage but look calm af#Which is another thing that's creepy about him because he just can't make the same facial expressions ordinary humans do#And a lot of people naturally assume that because he can't show it then he can't feel it#No eyebrows to indicate surprise or incredulousness#No ability to blink so can avoid any tells that excessive blinking would indicate#No blushing because scales#Can't really blame people for finding him uncanny but it is what it is#I'm feeling a bit better again but I have the hospital in a few hours so gonna catch a quick nap#I have two days off but otherwise I'm working damn near every day until New Year so maybe I can eke out something#Thank you all for being so wonderfully patient with my stupid ass#And thank you to new followers also I promise I am not ignoring you I'm just having a tough time lately#Bless you Chrome for inspiring this thought#I needed distractions tonight x
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tvrningout · 3 months
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we turn the page to a new chapter | @metrictita gets a one-liner!
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" where am i? " she's muttering, yet it isn't too hard to hear her over the phone. there's a sigh, the sound of shifting and the sound of chiyo shooing someone away. " i'm outta my mind, i think. wouldn't be callin' if i wasn't. did i wake you? "
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romaritimeharbor · 1 month
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guys i have no idea when this happened but i have like, multiple new genshin ocs bouncing around in my head
#✧— aphe's musings.#hestia is the name i've chosen for one!#she was la signora's personal assistant before she died and has since deserted the fatui. idk if i talked about her yet or not#the others are unnamed#i've got an expelled vahumana scholar. truth is they are just a silly little guy (gender neutral) who cannot be constrained +#+ they were never going to hurt anyone!!!! they just got a little carried away bro they SWEAR on it!!!!! it was an accident they +#+ really didn't mean to commit like. all of the sins :( they didn't mean it :( (they did mean it. btw. yeah)#(^ they *genuinely* are just a little silly and they happen to have a very strong moral compass. they were *never* going to hurt anyone.)#i have like 5 million fatui ocs HAHA#anyways :) another fatui oc upon ye:#alongside the one who got their limbs torn off and then replaced by dottore there's another fatui agent oc +#+ who joined the fatui following an altercation between pantalone and their former rich guy boss who was in +#+ massive debt that he had not repaid. and they did not know anything about it? and they were basically like +#+ “get fucked loser” they did NOT like him. uhh something something that one quote from yelan's story quest +#+ “give a dog a bone and it will guard your home for the rest of its life” pantalone & oc-core#you guys can pronoun assign all these ocs (except hestia) because idk what pronouns to give them LMFAO#anyways how do you guys make those cute genshin oc posts that make it feel like a canon +#+ character profile..... please teach me 😔#also expelled akademiya student ended up falling into the abyss prior to their expulsion; it was learning of the sins the gods committed +#+ that made them intentionally do things that the akademiya forbode. they and hestia are friends also btw!#they both are working towards the same goal so they help one another out sometimes#they probably kiss idk. maybe queerplatonically i think.
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bessmrvin · 2 years
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@lcvedive​ liked for a starter!
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“Thank you,” Bess thanked as the other placed another couple books down beside her- her voice still ever grateful even as her eyes sleepily blink. “This place really has a lot of books on the supernatural,” she chuckled. When she started to research a certain haunted landmark, she didn’t think there would be so much written folklore. She has been stuck here all day while others helping on the case got to do groundwork. Bess was both thankful and jealous. A yawn broke through her lips.
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shivcomplex · 4 months
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@wornclean sent: argumentative /impulsive / reunion starter - for alan!
"hey?" shiv turns when she hears the door open behind her, an animated shake of her head (as if to dispel a hallucination of the man in front of her) turns into a slight smile. "you look about as shitty as the last time i saw you," she speaks affectionately, pushing off of the balcony ledge to outstretch an arm, offering a perfunctory side-hug and cheek-smush.
"who let you out of your cave, detective?" shiv asks smugly, arms folded across her chest as she leans her back against the railing. then, smirking wider, "seriously, what are you doing here?" hovering just outside a party full of rich assholes is the last place shiv expects alan. the dull thrum of voices sounds through the walls, the cigarette between her fingers burns bright. "if you're about to turn this night into a game of fucking cluedo, it wasn't me."
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oculusxcaro · 10 months
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Khare never used to be quite so dim-witted. Her slower thought process and ability to learn has been heavily impacted as a result of her mutation but she's still canny enough to gauge a situation or look of a person and go "Yeah, that is somebody I probably shouldn't piss off."
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Tell us a little about Haru!
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ANON ASK
So ya'll noticed that, ahah! Well, he is a long time original character of mine! I'm glad you guys are interested in him, I have actually been thinking about implementing him onto the blog--although he is VERY different from Robin! More below!
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Where to begin... Haruko Nakasone is the eldest son of a Japanese man who immigrated to the US and New Orleans woman, Ren Nakasone and Yvonne Rillieux. He has a sister who is 3 years his junior, Hina--and grew up in a small port town outside of the city. His family dynamic was very close and nuclear, although his father would often travel for business, Yvonne's parents were over foten to help with the house, and Haru took up cooking at a semi-young age. He had a fairly standard childhood, playing with local children and attending school, as well as learning to hunt with his grandfather at the age of 10. He received a German Shepherd puppy at the age of 12 after begging his mother like a complete brat, he named her Bonnie.
However when he entered middleschool his town was flipped onto its head as a string of murders began to rip suburbia apart, the victims ranging from adults to children. A strict curfew was placed over time and naturally, being a teenager, Haru decided one day to ignore this. He met a few friends at the football fields of his school to try alcohol for the first time, and subsequently knocked out under the bleachers after taking too many shots of fireball. He woke up to everyone having left, and himself alone while the sunset lower in the sky. Haru was quick to grab his stuff and book it home, but he was met with a very standard looking man, who Haru recognized as one of the workers from the local grocery store, and he greeted him, hoping to get a ride back home, only to realize that was not going to happen.
Haru doesn't really remember what happened in the following moments but his consciousness returned to him he was sitting over the man with his own hands bloody, realizing he was bleeding from his stomach. He called 911 and was transported to the hospital, and while they stablized him, he saw the body put into the bag and zipped up for good. Haru struggled with the repercussions of his actions and slowly became more and more of a loner after rumors spread around his school which eventually fell off once he entered highschool. Although as the rumors fell away he couldn't push away the trauma of what happened and grappled with himself to try and figure out what happened and why he felt so elated after. The answer was he was scared and acted out of defense and that's literally it but he's too wrapped up in "I wasn't scared" to accept it. He chased that high and ended up dabbling in illicit affairs as well as joining a shitty fight club that he could physically remove his stress when the memory relapsed. He took up hunting more and more as well.
Repression doesn't help anything though and when he was finally in college in the city, for a biology degree he did not want, Haru ended up failing most of his classes and used his tuition money for more illicit affairs--and dropped out. After nearly crashing his car, he finally began to sober up and put those things behind him, but the spark from his youth still called out, and eventually he used his shooting lessons for something more lucrative. In order to pay his parents back, since he made his mother cry and can't forgive himself for it, he began to take hit jobs around the city for the every day man instead of the mob--he refuses to get involved in that nonsense. Eventually he gained enough money to pay his mother back and open a tattoo shop on main street, finally falling into a semblance of happiness.
He is currently 25 years of age, 178cm, and lives alone with his dog, Bonnie--who is now 13 years old and somewhat struggling with the stairs of his apartment building. Haru picks her up and carries her up and down 5 flights of stairs so she can go on her old lady walks and go potty, and generally spoils her. His days consist of tattoo appointments with Bonnie in the shop, lounging on her doggy bed, before it closes at 6pm. Most days he goes back home and cooks dinner with a standard documentary on, he still drinks daily and he also smokes cannabis--but has a tight control on what he actually needs to take. However on hit days, he takes Bonnie home before changing into tactical gear so he can snipe his target without worry. He has burned his fingerprints just in case, and takes all types of jobs--sometimes even doing them for free if he thinks the hit deserves it.
He works out with weights a few times per week, takes self defense classes, and jogs daily; keeping strong not only for his work/Bonnie, but because he secretly is still horrified of the past sneaking up on him despite it being 6 feet under ground. He has a motorcycle that he maintains himself with lessons he learned from his grandfather, and owns two Berettas along with his (usually disassembled) CheyTac M200. He can probably beat most people up, although he doesn't really engage in random acts of violence anymore and prefers to just have his simple little life with his dog. He's panromantic/pansexual and is surprisingly friendly despite his resting bitchface and semi-rude behavior. Haru also has a sleeve (the design of which I won't post here because this is already very long) as well as a tatto on his left hand--he is ambidextrous and very flexible. He has 3 stab scars on his stomach and side from the attack, and views them as a badge of honor. 
As for implementing him into the blog--it HAS been a thought I've been wiggling around in my brain. I could see him integrating into Zaun pretty easily, and in DBD--definitely a survivor because he just SCREAMS Final-Girl-Energy (and because I need him to kick Frank or Danny or BOTH in the dick). Either way, if you DO want to ask him questions or send prompts, that's all well, it'll help me gage if people would want to interact with him, since, as I said, he's very different from Robin.
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chiropterx · 1 year
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When Kirk created the bat serum formula, it worked like a charm. After the first dose, his hearing began to return, sounds sharper and clearer than he could ever recall. Everything was fine at first, even if hearing again for the first time in years took some getting used to but Kirk found he needed to continue taking doses and would start feeling unwell when he didn't. Not only was the serum highly addictive, it continued rewriting his DNA, slowly warping his personality and causing intense blackouts where he'd lose consciousness for hours, even days at a time with no recollection of what happened during these episodes...
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status-condition · 1 year
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Please like this post for a small starter, and please specify a muse! If you would prefer to start things off with a meme: here is this meme! If you would like to plot please feel free to reach out to me! 
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