#mot's thoughts / ooc.

[motsoleum]

relocated. find me at @hauntboxed​

#MOT'S THOUGHTS / ooc. #archive notice

[the-rat-house]

There are two wolves in me.

One is aggressively excited for Zan Par just existing. I remembered her birthday but not Storo's (sorry Storo). Very happy for her muse today.

The other is thinking about just how fucked up and evil Patch could be and remembering that, unless it's the verse specifically for Bad Ends, yall will never see their full wrath and I'm a tad sad about it.

#ooc #non rp #(together they make the cramp riddled individual i am at this current moment. because those wolves are mot immune to cramps) #(real talk though a song got me thinking and there is a certain way that patch go become like. a huge fucking problem to try and take down) #(and im just. excitedly vibrating at the thought) #(patch was always meant to be a villain and i love their more casual self here but also holds them. let me see your RAGE-)

[cecilxa]

quand tu es avec moi

summary: cyno's experienced so much, but you're the one he'll never regret

contents: fluff, possible ooc, character-centric, gn!reader, cyno being soft

cw: none i can think of, tell me if you find any!

recommend listening to: je te lasserai des mots by patrick watson

a/n: surprise i'm back! french translates to: 'when you're with me'

Cyno yearns for a certain type of love. A love that runs so deep, flowing through the crevices of his heart; a love that softens his stares, and hardens his resolve. Cyno wants a love that takes his calloused hands in theirs, and proclaims they will stay with him as long as the stars shine above; as long as his morality never wavers; as long as he will never stop chasing this love he craves. Cyno’s never been one to indulge in such pleasures; never been one to stop and smell the roses, if given the chance. Yet- when he sees your smile- he’s reminded of dainty elegance, tenderly accompanied by a pleasant floral fragrance. He yearns for a certain type of love- a love that only you can give. 

It’s the way he would do anything for you. Cyno’s a man of his own word, so what would make you think he wouldn’t? It’s a rare sight to see the General Mahamatra strolling through the Grand Bazaar so casually, but when you’re lying in bed with a cold, his eyes mingled with concern. Only the best medicine will do. And when he arrives next to you, sitting by your side, you’ll protest that he’ll get sick, and he’ll tell you a joke. It’s not going to be an extremely funny one, but you’re going to smile, and he thinks that’s all that matters. 

Pearlescent sands, shimmering galaxies full of stars, fine threads on a purple headdress. You cannot count the quantity of such large amounts; you cannot begin to imagine how Cyno counts the times he gets lost in your eyes. Over and over again, patrolling the desert, idly browsing through a new set of TCG cards, he likes to think about you. Caresses of the gentlest touch, alike a feather’s soft brush against your cheek. Lingering stares, like a wolf’s piercing gaze. And with each single thought- Cyno can hear your voice in his ears- an infestation he has no desire to purge, and he knows his heart beats full. 

Because even though he’s only known you for a few years in his- albeit, relatively short- lifetime, it feels as if he’s known you for longer. He may not believe in past lives, but if they did exist, Cyno’s sure that he’d search for you in every single one. And if he happened to never find you, he’d keep on searching; uncovering every rock, crossing every ocean, just seeking for your company. Because what kind of soldier would he be without the light that guides his way?

Between close confidants, closer friends, and closest allies, it’s no secret that he often makes jokes when he truly trusts you. As bad as they may be, eliciting several sighs and grimaces, they lighten the stoic atmosphere he brings with his forthcoming personality. He likes them, too, and who is anyone to dare say that they do not bring people closer together? Because you’ve known him, and Tighnari knows him, and Collei knows him, and he’s cracked pun after pun, and you’ve never gotten tired of him. Moreso, unbeknownst to you, every time he makes one, a pair eyes seemingly glance in your direction- just for a few seconds- and when they’ve ascertained there’s a gleam of amusement shining under yours, he reclines back with a satisfied smile. 

Cyno likes to be near you. Your presence- it’s something that makes his heart run faster and cheeks burn up. He likes being able to sit next to you, and talk about his new TCG deck while you nod and hum attentively, not noticing how he’s staring at you so unabashedly, explaining the intricate details of his commissioned art. He likes being able to sit next to you as you both recount the memories you’ve shared, all from a simple dinner to an exhilarating chase. He likes losing track of time with you, as the sun dips down over the horizon, and the moon comes out of its slumber. 

Most of all, he likes you. No. ‘Like’ carries feelings that are too shallow. Love would be a better descriptor. Unfaltering, unashamedly, bravely, hopelessly in love. Cyno’s set of scales is as ever-present as you seem to be in his head; he dares to gaze up at the desert night sky and let his heart guide his way, uninterrupted by the incessant hustle and bustle of the city. He can feel you by his side, feels your hand held firmly in his, staring up at the same glimmering stars.

It’s time to go back home. 

a/n: after the windblume event quest, my mind's been so full of cyno recently and i love that we get to see a new side to him that we didn't in the archon and story quest <3 likes, reblogs and comments are always appreciated! 🫶

#cyno x reader #cyno x you #cyno fluff #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin x you #genshin impact x you #genshin fluff #genshin impact fluff #genshin x gn reader #genshin impact x gn reader #cyno my beloveddddd pls take my hand I beg 🙏🙏 #count how many times this fic contains the word cyno

[chaifootsteps]

ngl the hazbin/helluva character instagram accounts were pretty interesting because it made it feel like the characters were real and has a life behind the show and could possible hint future episodes but mot of the time the posts were pretty ooc

I actually never thought they were OOC. At odds with the pilot in Stolas's case, but so was Murder Family Stolas, and given the choice between the two I would have taken Instagram Stolas in a heartbeat.

#Anonymous #Helluva Boss mention #actual blog post

[kittyklok]

It's past your bedtime - your mind is going a million miles an hour as the sound of her disappointment and Aslaug's anger rung in your head.

You couldn't hide from her forever, she was going to judge and she would strictly remind you of your eartly sins and the brimstone for those that didn't walk the righteous path --

A simple knock on the door, a soft but clearly tapping on oak. She announced her presence by simply knocking before entering; it was how she always did, from a young child to your later years. She did not need to ask for permission, for it was her domain and her home - she entered and left as she pleased. Your wife would do so at some point too, they would say. Not even Aslaug was capable of stopping your mother when it came to the home.

She would knock, then take a few seconds, but it feels like lifetimes before you hear the knob rattle a bit as she gripped it. The jiggle of the lock, the door creaking open, and the silent thud of boots on stone.

The wall constrict; it's only a matter of her opening more doors, judging silently, looking everywhere for you --

Min sønn, jeg vet at du gjemmer deg. Jeg er bare her fordi du ikke har snakket med meg på lenge. Jeg vil vite om du er ved godt mot og ved god helse. Jeg er fortsatt moren din, og jeg vil alltid ta vare på deg.

And like that, the sound of her feet carrying her with muted thuds goes away. As the sounds of Anja's Norwegia and Surveta's Swedish grow distant, you let ojt a breath you didn't realize you were holding in.

You can't but feel like your shame and guilt are eating at you now, worse than the feeling of fear that held you in a vice grip. You noted the somber tone in her voice, and pangs wrack your soul in the lee of the silence.

She might genuinely mean it; her whole life was you and Aslaug, and with him gone, it's been just... you. The swirls of emotions that thought places in you is a maelstrom whipping you up in a frenzy, tipping you just over the edge and you can't help but feel upset and frustrated and angry.

There's too much between you and her; you cannot possibly talk about it without yelling, screaming, hurt, tears, anger --

But, you go back to what you were hearing, realizing thay it had stopped, and that she would be off to her room for the night qith how late it was.

Hopefully, you could at least see her tomorrow, and show her you are in fact, doing much better with your band around.

//OOC;; IT TOOK ME…AWHILE TO FIGURE OUT HOW TO RESPOND BACK…I THOUGHT WRITING BACK WOULD BE MORE FITTING :)//

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Wide eyes stared at the door, praying— hoping that the knock had been a bandmate, even a Klokateer coming to check on him. Anyone he’d genuinely want. Wrong.

Clutching his Deaddy Bear with shaking and clammy hands, Toki couldn’t help but try to keep his gaze anywhere but on his mother. Having to hear her speak was bad enough, but he wouldn’t dare make eye contact. His usually safe and comforting room now felt constricting, wrong.

“Jeg beklager mamma. Jeg vet at du ikke liker at jeg gjemmer meg. Jeg-jeg har nettopp vært...Veldig opptatt, ingen tid til å snakke med deg. Jeg har det bra, det er ingen grunn til å bekymre meg. Virkelig. Uhm... Takk mamma. Vi sees i morgen, god natt.”

A small wave of relief washes over when Anja leaves, but in place of the fear before sits shame and guilt. He feels gross, wrong, like a dirty street animal. Conflicting emotions everywhere. Soft cursing and grumbles would spill out, shakey as if on the verge of bawling.

‘Perhaps tommorow ams better…’ he’d think to himself and hide beneath his pile of blankets sloppily spread out upon the bed, holding Deaddy Bear close like his life depended on it. An awful way to head of to bed that awful night. Fitting.

#metalocalypse rp #toki wartooth #rp blog #ask blog #💀🐇 #//big response for once #FUCKIN LOVE WRITING 💖💖💖

[seriouslysam8]

Sam-I-Am,

Just to start, holy shit. I was a massive fan of MOT but this...This Petrichor series is phenomenal. I thought you couldn't outdo yourself with Backstabber. That was one of my favorite most-heartbreaking fics I've ever read. And then BAM, Brumous comes into the picture. I had no idea where you were going to take the AU, but I've loved every single second of it. Sundays have always been my favorite day of the week, so these updates really just add icing to the cake.

Just when I thought you couldn't top yourself again, Bête Noire comes into the picture. And this fic, albeit two chapters in, has truly blown me away.

Sirius and James are my absolute two favorite characters to ever exist, and I really feel as though you've delved into the most complex and raw human emotions when writing both of them. Their dynamic makes me smile because they really are two halves of the same coin. They just care so much for each other, and I feel like in a lot of fics, this is overlooked, but you've hit the nail on the head.

I just simply wanted to say thank you for your writing, and it's been so cool watching as you've progressed and become more sure of yourself with this AU series.

Hugs!

AB

I don’t even know what to say right now. I’m completely speechless!

I’m so glad you loved Backstabber so much. I mean, the Marauders era is so full of such angsty potential. I know a lot of people don’t read my Marauders era fics, and that’s okay, but it makes my heart want to burst when someone says how much they love them. I personally think Backstabber is some of my best writing.

Bête Noire is such a self-indulgent fic. I love James and Sirius so much. I love the Marauders era, but I don’t get to read it because I’m very picky about my characterizations of those boys. I can’t seem to find fics that match my headcanons and I absolutely hate the way Sirius and Remus are basically OOCs. So, really, me writing the Marauders fics are just for me. So I’m happy when others love them as well, because my headcanons are vastly different than the majority.

But, truly. Thank you. You really made me smile. 🫶🏻

[ectoplaesm-gone]

“ sorry, venkman. i’m terrified beyond the capacity for 𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓. ”

𝐝𝐫. 𝐞𝐠𝐨𝐧 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐫 of 𝐠𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬, loved by motley. 𝐞𝐬𝐭. 𝟎𝟏/𝟏𝟐/𝟐𝟏 temp ©. psd ©. screencap ©.

#mot's thoughts / ooc. #promo tbt. #ghostbusters rp #ghostbusters roleplay #indie rp #supernatural rp

[motsoleum]

starter call! specify muse below :)

#MOT'S THOUGHTS / ooc.

[ectoplaesm]

TIME FOR ANOTHER MOTLEY META. EGON RE: PETER VENKMAN AND NONVERBAL COMMUNICATION

peter and egon’s friendship dynamic is criminally under-appreciated. peter understands egon on a level i don’t think a lot of people really grasp, and i’ve started to pick up on it the more i watch the films.

early in the first film, we get a sense for their friendship. buying the firehouse is a good example of this. peter seems to be the only person egon feels comfortable enough to touch - he gently touches his arm to pull him aside for a simple conversation. aside from this, as far as i have noticed, the only times egon ever touches someone is if he’s a) panicking, like in the library where they’re all freaking out, b) doing science, like with dana and the brain scan at the firehouse, and c) trying to stop the others from certain death. even then, when they’re nearly thrown off the rooftop, it’s peter he grabs on to first. but back to the firehouse! peter and egon have a full conversation without words. egon shakes his head, peter stares, there are some minuscule movements of the eyebrow on peter’s part, but it’s an entire conversation. 

the rooftop scene. that’s where most of this comes into play. when they’re hauling each other up, the first person peter looks to is egon. and when peter announces ‘this chick is toast’, egon’s entire demeanour changes, with a sudden determination. spengler’s got the Murder Eyes because peter says go. when mr stay puft arrives and peter asks what egon thinks, he takes in egon’s body language and there’s a nanosecond of a moment where a sudden concern comes over peter’s face, especially in his eyes, as he notices the change in egon’s body language just before the ‘i’m terrified beyond capacity for rational thought’ line. as @doctorvenko has pointed out to me, peter is extremely perceptive, especially to egon’s body language.

AND THE BIGGEST ONE OF THE ROOFTOP MOMENTS, that spawned this whole meta, is when egon proposes they cross the streams. they have a whole fucking conversation based on the subtlest twitch of an eyebrow. as soon as egon says he has an idea, he has peter’s complete attention. and peter shows just the slightest glimpse of panic. egon says there’s a chance they’ll survive, peter looks at him and swallows hard, double checking that egon has done the math and is not steering them into certain death. egon EVER SO SUBTLY raises his eyebrow, and peter is sold. that’s all he needs. egon pleads his case and begs for help to change the others’ minds without so much as uttering a word, because he knows peter will understand. and peter does, because he has always helped egon. he immediately changes his tune and tries to encourage the others because he knows egon needs help and egon knows the guys will follow peter’s lead. it’s a complete exchange with only the subtlest of expressions, it’s absolutely wild to watch. 

there’s definitely more moments, but these are just the ones that stuck out to me this watch-through. i put a lot of this down to murray and ramis’s history of acting together before ghost.busters (stripes comes to mind) and how great they are on screen, but it just adds such a nice level of depth to their characters. 

#mot goes meta / metas. #mot's thoughts / ooc.

[lieutenaent]

extends limb. starter call !

#starter call tbt #mot's thoughts / ooc.

[avocadefense]

hit the heart for a small starter, possibly based off of foggy’s playlist!

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[westchstr]

motley says wear a mask

#mot's thoughts / ooc.

[ectoplaesm-gone]

happy holidays this is ur reminder that egon is jewish and the firehouse has both a Christmas tree and a menorah

#mot's thoughts / ooc.

[motsoleum]

so i finished my degree today. completely finished. the joy I feel is unparalleled.

#mot's thoughts / ooc. #i graduate officially next month but it’s over all of my assignments are in

[songcharme]

~

#i got distracted by ACNH again... #im trying to move all my villagers houses and its become a project 😔 #thank you guys for being patient ahdbdjfb #i wanna write but im mot There yet so the most i can do is disuss/plot things on discord #if any mutuals want to throw any ideas at me feel free to invade my IM! #˚ ⊹ 🌹 ∘ ⡊ ❛ hey im lesbian / i thought you were american? / ooc. ❜ #mobile.

[lieutenaent]

early munday from my Joan Jett looking ass

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