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your rendition of sycamore is scrumptious, I eat it up every time
Fhfhfhf thaaaanksss I hope I'll keep feeding you well 🧡🧡🧡
As I'm not immune to compliment on my artstyle on a character I adore, I feel the absolute need to draw said character MORE each time I'll receive an ask about it u_u
#ask#i'm WEAK thank you very much ;3;#but for real these encouragements or yelling in the tags are everything♥#i grew shy about posting in fandoms these last years especially something with long time fans like pkmn xy#as my take on characters are often... particular xD#so hearing people actually happy about it is incredible♥#never hesitate to send an ask or small prompts about characters i like there's high chances i'll draw something !#pokemon professor sycamore#augustine sycamore
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🦈Commission for @shelbsceleste
Thank you for your trust♥
#pokemon#pokemon oc#garchomp#my art#commission#what a lovely prompt thank you ; ;#getting to draw a good shark boi♥#i didn't had a special opinion for garchomp until i got an alpha one in arceus and another in xy and got attached ;3;
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Birthday Request Event
"It's my birthday and I'll write what I want to \o/"
Gift Details ♥
Reader: afab!reader
Character: Eustass Kid
Kink: #15 Bratty Reader
Prompt: #20. "Kiss me like you missed me."
Gift Giver: @swampstew
Summary: Eustass up and vanished for a whole day, and gave orders to keep you on the ship no matter what. Then he had the audacity to expect a warm welcome.
Content Notes: oral sex (reader receiving), of course he calls them mouse, vaginal sex, inappropriate use of a devil fruit >.>, cream pie, swearing, short but mighty - fluffy end
This birthday party is 18+, consensual unless explicitly stated otherwise, and BYOB
Kid’s golden amber eyes were on you like a predator watching its prey. His head was between your thighs, and after a few teasing kisses against them, he was now buried in your cunt, eating you like a man starved.
It felt good.
It felt really good.
But you’d be damned if you were going to let him know how good it felt, or how much you missed him.
He’d been gone before you woke up, and came back so late you were truly dead to the world by the time he came to bed. The day had dragged without him around and no one on the ship seemed to know what had kept him. Only that Hip and Hop had explicit orders to keep you aboard. No exceptions.
When you’d woken up, wrapped in his arms, you’d wriggled yourself free with the intent of just being somewhere else when he woke up. Your movements, careful as they were, had been enough to wake him. After you’d refused to kiss him, and he’d refused to tell you what he was up to, you ended up here.
Kid was certain he could fix your bad attitude and had spent the last ten minutes kissing your body and stripping away your pajamas. You didn’t deny him, didn’t tell him to stop, but you refused to kiss him back until he told you what he was up to.
Damn him and his skills.
The first soft moan escapes you, and you can feel the grin on his face with his lips pressed against your pussy like they were. There was no winning for you now, and even if you didn’t want to give in, your body was done trying to protest.
Your legs trembled as he gripped your hips and twirled his pierced tongue against your clit. Your hands grabbed the sheets so roughly your knuckles were white, and a much louder moan was ripped from your throat as he sucked harshly on the bundle of nerves.
You could feel the familiar hum that followed his devil fruit power, and nearly swore as a smooth, round, long, and cold metal object began to rub your slit, just below his lips. It was a gift you had given him some time ago, a perfectly smooth glob of metal that you had happened upon after a particularly fierce battle.
It reminded you of a wish stone, aside from the fact that it wasn’t a stone, but for Eustass Kid it was a perfect one. You told him about wish stones, gave it to him and just left it at that. It had been a few months before either of you had admitted your feelings.
You were delighted to know he kept it on him all that time, but you couldn’t believe what he was getting ready to do with it.
“Is… is that my g-gift?” You didn’t want to talk, you didn’t want to give an inch, but you were too surprised by the revelation.
Eustass only looks at you, spreading your legs wide as he teases your clit with his teeth. Your body freezes, if you buck you could hurt yourself, but the hard, almost sharp sensation of his teeth against your throbbing clit was sending lightning through you.
The brute could be terrifyingly precise when he wanted, and you’re nearly whimpering as the metal wish stone pushes into your cunt. You can’t move, you can’t twitch, all you can do is accept every single drop of pleasure. The stone’s nothing compared to Kid, but it’s vibrating as it slides back and forth inside you while he pays careful attention to your clit.
The pleasure’s building, your toes are flexing, and you’re worried you’re going to leave holes in the sheets as you try not to move.
“Kid – Kid, please. Please. I ca-can’t take it!” You cry as the pleasure seems ready to overwhelm you. You need to move, you can’t stay perfectly still when you cum, you know you can’t, and you want to squirm and scream and cry for him on top of it.
Everything stops, except for a few heavy, lazy licks from Eustass against your shivering clit.
“You miss me, mouse?” He questions evenly, bright eyes regarding you from beneath hooded lids.
You almost cry, nodding. “Yeah.”
“Gonna show me how much you missed me?” He prompts, the wish stone slipping out of you and into Kid’s hand as he changes positions, caging himself over you.
You nod as thick arms hook your legs and push them open, Eustass Kid leaning down closer to you as his heavy cock presses against your clit. You reach out as he leans down closer, letting your hands disappear into his fiery red hair, pulling yourself up to meet him and kissing him.
The press of your lips together included the push of his throbbing cock into your pussy. Your fingers gripped his hair tightly as you gasped from the pleasure, Kid leaning into you and diving into the kiss as he thrusts deep inside you. He took you, devouring your cries and moans with relentless and aggressive kisses as his hips slapped into your thighs.
He was so precise. So exacting. Even at his most bruising, Kid took you to the limit he intended. Limits you weren’t even originally certain you could reach. Not just behind closed doors either.
“K-Kid!” You cry, your voice muffled by the continued kisses. His lipstick is a mess on his face, it’s a mess on yours, you’re sure. How late did he get back, that he didn’t even clean it off?
“Yeah, sweetheart?” The question falls from him in a grunt as he continues to pound into you.
“F-fuck, fill me up, please!” You beg, feeling yourself melt at the glint in his eyes as the devious grin slips along his face.
“Missed you too, mouse.” He grins before leaning down and kissing you again. His tongue pushing past your lips as he commands control of both of your mouths.
Your body tenses, shivering against the immovable will that his Eustass-goddamned-Kid as the pleasure within you crests. Your cry of pleasure breaks the kiss as you’re squirming uselessly under him. His lips find your neck instead, teeth and tongue leaving their mark and urging more desperate growls of pleasure from you as you orgasm against him.
A few heavy thrusts, a satisfied grunt that sinks into your neck, you can feel his pleasure already leaking down your body. He slumps against you, head resting against your chest, as you both just enjoy the quiet afterglow for a moment.
You wonder idly if he got any sleep at all last night, and what could he possibly have been up to? What the hell happened yesterday that would leave Kid docile and spent after a single round?
It would be some hours before you would know. The velvet wrapped custom wooden box was still perfectly wrapped in Kid’s coat. From the box to its contents, he had made everything, in a single day, at someone else’s workshop, because he didn’t want you to see anything.
Not until he was ready.
Check out the event - requests are accepted until 7/31/2023 EST
#birthday request event#one piece drabble#eustass kid#eustass x reader#x reader#reader insert#Raven my sweet sweet dear friend thank you thank you so much for this prompt.#Happy birthday to you dear friend ♥#I hope this is a good gift =D#writing gods forgive me I love writing Eustass Kid fics.
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Tell me some fun snippets from your brain (not winning at getting them out without invitation but I also want to Know)
OOOH thank you let me see what i've got,,,,here is a definitely incomplete list of incomplete concepts rattling around in my brain that i wanna expand on sometime
backstory stuff for both of them! red honey stuff for twitch i still gotta iron out the details for
& stuff for grace pre-neath which is very vague currently, and i FINALLY figured out why he's doing nemesis--but it's not for himself. it's for a dead guy that he murdered
also wanted to do an interactive story from grace's pov of the aftermath of the ship ending up in the neath & the search to find help, slowly losing crew along the way (tragically Or murderously) up to when twitch bails him out
evolution gripped me by the brain and i really wanna clink twitch against the second sacristan (as Enemies of some kind) but i gotta figure out where i'm going there. you can definitely get a bad ending AU out of it but i'm not sure what else!!
speaking of bad endings, sending grace to the grand geode to get Dawnpilled >:3c he ends up there in canon anyway (and gets out before he ends up as a sequencer) but both would be fun to explore
i have some wips for this already but some ideas for the SSea officers on twitch's crew, their dynamics, their history with twitch, etc etc. there has to be some drama there, i can't imagine murdering and resurrecting the navigator for purely selfish reasons does nothing to the crew dynamics
i also have about 100 unorganised snippets of dialogue or mini comics in my head,, most of them are just silly goofy things based on me trying to figure out wtf grace and twitch have going on
their first meeting(s), feelings about developing crushes (horrified, mostly), overdramatic arguments bc neither of them can verbalise their feelings if it kills them, twitch being a goddamn weirdo, but also cuter things. because i am nothing if not a hurt/comfort fan 😌
(i hope this was even semi understandable to anyone other than me!! i am notorious for never pinning my ideas down. thank you for asking me to ramble it is Always appreciated♥︎)
#i am also So willing to expand on anything if anybody wants to know#but i also hope i'll keep gaining courage to just post about it without prompting >:3 gotta take my own advice. no more npc syndromr#anyway thank you again for the ask ;;♥︎#this is a very optimistic list of things to write for a guy who is too afraid to write or post writing#londonmusings#inquiries#hurdygurdywizard
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Cozytober - Day 4 - Scarf
Yue just gave it to me!
#Cozytober#Margot's RF Art#Rune Factory 2#RF2#I saw a prompt with a clothing item and immediately wanted to draw Max again- that's my explanation#That scarf probably lights up walls like a disco ball. A menace. Take it off before you blind someone.#Sister can't help but roll eyes#I love these two siblings your honor. And will draw them again another time.#And at least have colors ready to grab for them next time#Time to get ahead in art again after what was an awful day yesterday#Thank you for all your notes in the past 24 hours btw. The couple of reblogs and such. They were so nice♥#Rune Factory Max#RF Max#Rune Factory Rosalind#RF Rosalind
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HI HELLO IM BACK 19D for eoiris pretty please!! or any other ship that you think would fit im good with anything :DD
Hey Waffle ♥ this got incorporated into an Eoiris fic I was already working on, and so I'm posting a snippet here (under the cut) but the full fic has just been posted on AO3 ♥
Thank you so much for prompting me!
19. Hallucinations + D. "Lie to me" - Eobard Thawne/Iris West (with background Eobarriris)
«Tell me you’ll bring him back.» Iris grits out, the touch of claws through her curls bringing soothing shivers down her spine. «Tell me you lied to him. Tell me you will always lie when he wants us to go on without him.» She holds him tight again, staying as pressed against his body as she can. «I don’t care if you lie to me. Just tell me… just tell me that I will see him again.»
There is no answer for a time, and she knows Thawne has no reason to do as asked. It’s entirely more likely that he’ll taunt and mock her again instead, or simply just leave. But moments pass and he does none of those things, just keeps holding her while burying his face onto the crown of her head.
«You’re not just a tool. You’re not.» He says eventually, sounding like he’s speaking through a clenched jaw. «You’re not.» He repeats, gritting it out like it was hard to pull it from himself, clutching her tight in return. «I will bring him back. I lied to him, I will always lie when he wants me to say that we’ll go on without him…» He adds, saying exactly what Iris asked him to say, word by word. «We will see him again.»
She doesn’t know if he’s lying. She’s the one who asked him to so she doesn’t insist, replying with the smallest nod. But then a hand sneaks below her chin and her face gets tilted up.
Eobard took his cowl off, and now strangely familiar tufts of red hair are messily framing his face. His thumb goes over her cheekbone, and the gesture feels soft even if his expression is bent in the darkest scowl Iris has ever seen on him. «I will fix this.» He says, and despite how quick his heart usually beats, Iris is under the impression it’s faster than normal. «And if I can’t… if I can’t, you’ll just do what we’ve been doing every time so far.» She takes one of her hands and places the palm against the column of his neck, caressing it up to the forearm. «We’ll just start again.»
Full version on AO3!
Here's the ask game! Feel free to prompt me again or to reblog it yourself :D
#long post#Eoiris#my asks#my fanfictions#dark prompt game#another in which Eo isn't a total ass wow!#thank you so much for prompting me waff ♥
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AoKaga and fighting for the last fried chicken 🍗
Aomine turned around at the sound, just to stare at a feral Kagami looking at his hand near the last piece of chicken with his teeth exposed and his nose crunched.
"You just fucking growled at me?" Aomine asked, and as an answer Kagami did it again, the moment his hand started to move.
"Oh, you damn bastard!" Aomine said going to grab the piece of chicken just to slowly moving it toward his mouth and watch Kagami jump on him mouth open and ready for the chicken in his hand.
"MINE!" Kagami said before closing his mouth on the chicken and moaning like an idiot, making Aomine start to laugh at the scene.
"I can't believe what just happened, but... yeah" Aomine mumbled just going to slap Kagami ass. "You damn feral tiger." Aomine ended going to grab some fried potato on the table and starting to munch on them, without Kagami moving an inch from his spot on top of Aomine, now happy licking his hand from the sauce.
#aokaga ff#my writing#they are idiots#i love them#♥#also thanks for the stupid prompt#i love it#aokaga#kuroko no basket
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Hi love ❣️ I have a super fluffy request!
Larry celebrating Easter with Louis' siblings, and Harry dresses up as a bunny for the little ones! Louis is so fond and happy, that he starts thinking about adoption 🥺🐰🐣🌼
♥!
It's one minute to ten and the sun is shining on the patio, heating up Louis' cheeks whilst he has a morning cigarette. Smoking around his siblings is something he forbids himself of. He's enjoying the temporary peace, before his siblings storm down the staircase with delight and accompany him in the garden space. Louis exhales a puff of smoke, tapping the end of the roll.
'Louis!'
He's startled from his thoughts, immediately extinguishing it beneath the sole of his slider. His sister sniggers, pointing at his choice of footwear.
'OK miss fashion police. I'm sorry I wore socks and sliders together.' He rolls his eyes, though a fond smile remains at how quick she's growing up. 'Now, did you manage to find the chocolate eggs our trusty bunny hid this morning?'
Doris shakes her head, arms folded over her chest and the bottom lip is starting to jut out. 'No. Where did they hide them?'
Louis chuckles. 'If I told you that, then that would spoil all of the fun.' He ruffles up her hair. 'Where's the others?'
She shrugs. 'Um, I don't know. Asleep?'
'I'm definitely not asleep. Been waiting for ages,' Earnest chimes, emphasis on the final word, as though he's been waiting for a lot longer than ten minutes. 'Where's Lottie?'
'Ha, you won't see her until at least lunchtime I presume,' Louis quips, opting to sit on the bench at the far corner of the patio. It could use a lick of paint - a job he's been meaning to do for the last two summer's. He claps his hands together. 'OK! I guess we can't wait for the rest of the tribe, so we should make a start...'
'Wait!' Phoebe yells, tripping over the patio step. She manages to regain her balance with a light flush in her cheeks. 'I'm here. I'm here. Let's do this!'
The siblings cheer enthusiastically, minus Louis who is anticipating his fiancé's arrival. He's a little behind schedule and Louis hopes he's not forgotten, that or gotten held up somewhere. Earlier that morning the pair had hidden the chocolate eggs, in preparation for the hunt. Yet, Louis didn't expect his siblings to sleep in until this late, nevermind five a.m - which is when he woke Harry up to decorate the abode.
'Does everyone have a basket?' Louis asks, hoping to instill them with enthusiasm. He's surprisingly rescued from entertainment duties when Harry brusts through the garden gate, almost giving the children a freight. It soon transpires into giggles when they witness the intruder. Harry's dresses head to toe in a rabbits costume. Louis is smiling fondly at how ridiculous he looks, yet how his eyes light up when the siblings rush over, hands enveloping around Harry's legs.
'Harry!' Phoebe yells. 'We missed you. We thought you'd gone home or - or something.'
'I wouldn't miss this for the world,' he confesses, handing them a Easter themed hat each and a small stuffed animal. 'So are we ready troops?'
There's a unified cheer of affirmation, before Louis draws a white line of chalk across the patio. He counts down from ten, pausing before reaching zero. And on that note, the children rush around the garden, searching high and low for the eggs, being mindful of the thorns that are poking through the holes in the fence. Doris trips over, landing flat on her face and Louis rises to his feet, ready to rush to her aid when Harry manages to pick her up, him being mere inches away. She's spluttering a few tears, yet Harry's words of encouragement and a soft kiss to her mud-stained knee warms Louis' heart.
'Shush, darling. It's OK. I've got you,' he whispers, dancing on the spot to console her. Harry carries the girl on his hips, doing a fancy intermittent twirl to make her smile. It's a success.
'He's so good with them, isn't he...' Louis hears, snapping him out of the trance. Lottie is standing right beside him, sporting a baggy tee and shorts. She yawns. 'Have you - you know -'
'Shush! Keep your voice down, Lotts,' Louis hisses. 'No, I haven't asked him yet.'
'And do you plan to?' She asks.
Their conversation is interrupted by Harry's obnoxious singing. He's burst into song and Doris is accompanying him, yelling the lyrics and although Harry's wincing at the sheer volume, he doesn't falter. If anything, it seems to spur him on to continue. Phoebe is dropping chocolate eggs into Doris' basket, an offer to share her success. Meanwhile, Earnest is engrossed in the worms and snails at the rear of the garden, sitting cross legged on the soil.
'Lou...' Lottie comes again, playfully elbowing him in the arm.
'Argh! What?' Louis replies feigning hurt.
'Shut up. I didn't hurt you.' She sighs exasperatedly. 'Don't change the subject. Are you going to or what?'
Louis nods, turning his attention to his fiancé who is still dancing and singing around the garden like it's a Broadway film. 'I do - I mean, I will...'
Lottie slaps him on the shoulder. 'Good. Because that man will make a wonderful mother - father - one day. Don't let that opportunity slip through your fingers.' She sprints up the pathway, joining the duo in the theatrics.
'He definitely will...' Louis mutters, heart soaring at the thought of a potential future. He smiles fondly, eyes brimming with unshed tears of joy.
#Ask#Prompt#Fluff#Cute#Easter fun#Adoption prospect#Sibling fun#Easter egg hunt#Bunny#Thanks for asking. I hope you love it#♥#Love you lots xxxxx
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#sketch#vampire#scars#oc#oc:belial#yes I said I wouldn't draw OCs for the prompts but... I'm weak...#anyway they're helping me fight this art block so thanks for the suggestions ♥
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I miss your writing. 😢
i do too 😢
#i kind of started to write again though so maybe i'll make both of us a little happier soon#also if you have a prompt or something i'll definitely try my best to answer it!#otherwise we'll see how i'm doing with our flag means death fic#and thank you this is so incredibly sweet and it brightened my day ♥
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Sunrise
There’s no heartbeat to guide him, the one rhythm so familiar and precious above all others silent now, its last pulse heard in the cradle of his arms, felt in the press of his lips to throat in a lingering kiss.
There’s no breathing, a conscious habit Kaidan hasn’t picked up yet, or any other sound of life. Just a sudden silence in the wake of so many keystrokes, the thump of a misplaced body losing its fight with gravity. Shepard doesn’t need any of it to find him in an apartment so small, the phantom warmth of his biotic field a beacon all on its own.
Kaidan hasn’t fallen asleep at his desk so much as fallen under it, still as the death he wears like a second skin these days, not even a twitch when Shepard crouches down to give him a shake.
“Kaidan, c’mon, surely the bed’s comfier than the floor.”
Nothing.
“Don’t make me biotic punt you through a wall.”
Also nothing.
“I know you’re sleeping and dead but there’s no need to sleep like -”
“Fuck off.” There he is, rousing enough to fix Shepard with the barest hint of a scowl. To which Shepard grins.
“Sunrise hits like a bitch planetside, huh?”
“Could’ve warned me.”
“Pretty sure some guy told me experience is the best teacher.”
“He sounds like an asshole.”
“I’ll be sure to remind you of that when you wake up again,” Shepard says, hoisting him up like a sack of potatoes and throwing him over his shoulder like one, too.
“You are an asshole,” Kaidan informs him on the way to their bedroom.
“Aye, but you love me anyway.”
#Sunlight and Stardust moments#back when I originally threw some ideas on paper for this one I thought it'd be a serious little thing#the writing muse had other plans once I started actually writing it lol#thewonderofliving#I can't @ you so tagging instead#thank you for the prompt ♥
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But focusing is haaaarrrdddd
#💟#Digital art#Art#Edgar#Scriabin#In which I am Scriabin because I have been trying to stream for something close to a week now#Focusing is hard#Decided to see what kind of art day it is by doing a warmup and turns out it's a lining kind of day! That works out great for me#I have so~ome sketching to do but I'll hopefully be fully warmed up by then#Nny should be there at some point too - tho I might take a break between projects and take a small request or two#Debating changing the caption when the stream's done but it /would/ link to the eventual video in case you can't make it hmmmm#Well whatever that's for later ♪#Update: Stream's all done! Thanks everyone for coming ♥ It was fun to see y'all#Also for the two reqs - please feel free to message me so I can tag you when I post them haha#I can't believe it was a 6 hour stream ugh lol - I used to stream for about that long years ago but I've gotten noticeably older since then#Every stretch prompted a pop lol#Anyway you can still watch the playback in my Livestreams playlist ♥ Thanks again
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How about: 17, 26, 32, 59 & 62? 💕
17: Ever made out in the bathroom? - I seriously had to think about this but I don't think so ^^
26: What are you craving right now? - lemon sorbet (and being cheesy here but also hanging out with you to gossip and talk about prompts and stuff ^^”)
32: What is your favourite color? - (dark) red and black c:
59: Do you like the snow? - jain... it looks pretty but gets slushy and gross so fast and also I don't really like walking around in snow so not that much
62: What makes you happy? - music, art, my friends, books, my birbs and family, writing (on occasion), autumn, looking at the stars, tea <3
#thank you ♥#my trying to remember all the people i've kissed and if any of that ever happened in a bathroom: ...uhhhhhhhh...#not because it was that many people but because my memory is shit in these kinds of situations xD#i'm just here like. wanna talk. and gossip. and snowball ideas (my very unhelpful brain: how about snowballing as a prompt? no thank.)#and not be that far away ugh#also i'm not really a winter person#idk why it changed fonts at the last reply and i can't be bothered#to change it back#ask game
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HIHI! i hope ur doing wellll! sorry to bother about this, but whatever happened to the prompt where reader uses the safe word w william? no rush or anything, just curious!! love ur writings btw🙏🙏🤍
it’s still right here in my drafts untouched for now 🙃
#( ♥︎ ) — received.#welllll on the bright side thanks for the reminder#the prompt got burried deep in my drafts and i completely forgot to write for this#been busy writing the new chapter for pcg and some other fics so i haven’t gotten much time#i promise that this will be posted soon hopefully#maybe i’ll get this out the way first
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((#15, for Dennis?))
OC Codex Prompts
15.) A letter to your OC from a companion they haven’t seen in a while
On the inside of a birthday card (which Dennis totally didn't open early; no way; he would never) reads:
Hey kiddo!
Hope you're having a happy birthday today and are having tons of fun with all your friends this summer. Papa and I can't wait to see you later when you come over too. It'll be so good to see you and we'll have tons of fun with everyone!!
Be good for your dad and have lots of cake today.
Love, Geema
#askbox meme response#the codex meme#dimorphodondefect#ask#((and hello hello to you!))#((thanks for the prompt ♥))
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[ fuchsia ] bonus round: angst or fluff? one-liners or paras? plotting or winging it? memes or starter calls? single muse or multimuse?
Angst or Fluff: To that, I say, why not both? Both are so much fun to write. Both also fulfill areas opposite to one another, so I do find that I truly enjoy mingling both in a story.
One liners or Paras: I gotta be honest, I tend to gravitate towards paragraphs. I can't help it. I do short RP, of course, especially back when there were social settings and my walls of texts could potentially spam everyone. But dang, I do love my fancy words, and I love writing with wonderful writers. While I certainly do not expect everyone to provide me with paragraphs, it is best you prepare for them to come from me!
Winging it, or a plan: Hm. Ya know, this is another where i could go both ways. I do love not knowing what is going to happen next, and I certainly don't want to plan every detail to a story. I love seeing the details and actions that people come up with on their own. Of course, a little plotting is never a bad thing. Gimme the backbone of what you want to happen, and -I- will make sure it goes down in some kinda awesome way!
Memes or Starter Calls: Uhm, both? Yes, again, both please!
Single or Multi-muse: While I do find that when i am doing RP, I tend to focus my energy on one charcter at a time. Of course, I never fault people I write with for having more than one muse... Heck, I wish I had the willpower to drive multiples of these things.
Thank you for the prompt! ♥
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