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Am i the A-hole for trying to protect a women focused space?
I'm the mod from the super one sided retelling of the "Refusing to change OC's sexuality to bi/pan" situation. Shin (the person who wrote that post) know i don't use tumblr so of course he bring the drama here so that people would judge "Laura" and me without knowing the full truth. Thankfully, a dear friend of mine who followed this blog told me about this and was kind enough to allowed me to send this ask using her account.
First of all, it's pretty clear that Shin is lying about his identity. Shin said he is a trans man but he admitted that he don't want to transition beside wanting flat chest. Shin also said that he is south east asian but his display name and his OC's name are all japanese, which is a huge sign of white weeb fetishizing japanese culture. The fact that his english and understanding of slangs is way too good to be south east asian.
Secondly, Shin joining this server knowing that 90% of the members are yumejoshi, he should be grateful of the fact that we even allowed those yaoi characters invading what basically a space for women. I know we advertised the RP as a non-shipping focus death game story but you should have read the room and know what type of people this space is catering to and not bring your gay character in if you didn't want him to be shipped with women.
Thirdly, if Shin was uncomfortable then he should have made it clear from the start instead of letting "Laura"s character flirting with his, like having him respond rudely or out right rejecting her or something. Shin said he is having undiagnosed autism in his bio then he should have understand how it feel when people don't state what they mean clearly. His OC still being nice to "Laura"'s OC even if he didn't like the flirting, of course she would misunderstand that his OC developed romantic feeling for her OC.
Fourthly, Shin said before that he didn't count alternate timeline versions of a character from a visual novel he likes the same as the original timeline version because of their different life experiences then why can't he do the same to his OC? Why can't he just agree to let "Laura" make an alternate version of his character if in his logic they are completely different people? Hypocrite much?
And finally, "Laura" was very upset about this and it took her a while to move on, she could have hurt herself back then because of you. Also, we had to revised our server's rules and banned all the non-yumejoshies, which cut several RPs short.
So who is really the A-hole here?
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marichive · 11 months
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putridcowboy · 2 years
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the most important step in the hero’s journey is the gay sex
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*yeets a pillow at Hades for no reason*
Get some fucking sleep idiot
—caretaker anon
Hades: *takes the pillow and tosses it* Hey, if I had the proper help around here, I’d be taking a 1,000 year long nap. Anyways, sleep is for the weak. How am I supposed to run a functional domain when I’m asleep? Y’know what I’m sayin’? What’s that thing you kids say nowadays? “Gotta grind for the hustle” or something like that?
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immortal-catastrophe · 2 months
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Im weird. I let the other universes talk to each other. Wound up having a brawl between one Kondraki, 4 Clefs and Cat!Bright. It was crazzzzy maannn
Reading this makes me automatically assume that you're a reality that got high and broke reality... Turn Clef into a cat!
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theomonty · 4 months
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Currently visiting the town of Gravity Falls to study phenomena involving an entity called Bill Cipher and supernatural occurrences in the area that may be relevant to it. If anyone has any information on an entity named Bill Cipher or any spiritual movements tied to it, do not hesitate to contact me.
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voxasks · 24 days
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"Hello love!
I know you've been busy, remember to enjoy our hellish home. Fresh air, as fresh as it can get, is best for a cluttered mind.
I was hoping, if you read this, you can say something for a fan of yours and good friend of mine. She's been rather stressed as of lately. Drama paired with real world issues can polute the brain, yes? A word of advice if you could spare some. Her name is Data <3 sweet little thing.
If not, thank you for reading in any case."
(For the editer: Don't overwork yourself)
~Bexie
“thank  you  for  that  little  note  for  my  editor!  they're  the  one  sending  these  responses  out  so  i'm  sure  she  got  the  memo.  as  for  data  ...  yeah.  the  living  world  was  kind  of  a  piece  of  shit  for  me  when  i  was  alive,  it's  been  too  long  for  me  to  remember  anything  of  value. but,  there  are  things  i  learned  from  being  the  founder  of  voxtek  and  that  is,  take  breaks,  especially  after  all-nighters.  have  coffee.  it  is  okay  to  act  out  sometimes,  especially  when  you  have  a  place  in  the  world.  no  one  is  fucking  perfect.  if  you  don't  forgive  yourself  first,  it'll  be  impossible  to  grow.”
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fatherbearfreddy · 5 months
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-Midday-
"Freddy? Where are you buddy?"
Freddy looked at Claire with an expression of joy she hadn't seen on his face in months.
Sitting in a quieter part of the daycare pickup area, a tiny, maybe one year old child was being gently bounced by the bear. His hands gripped by clumsy, little fingers.
"Da, da da daaa, dadada, da da da da..." Freddy was softly singing some sort of nonsense song. The little guy wiggled and tilted his head back to look up at Freddy and gave him the brightest toothless smile.
From where she stood she could see Freddy's pupils expand like a cats might. "Aawwwwww, I love you too Superstar." Something caught her eye, it looked like those big eyes were...starting to glow?
Someone tapped on her shoulder. "Oh, is that black baby yours? I asked Freddy to help because he was sitting crying all alone." The shorter man smiled sheepishly. "I wasn't sure what to do, I mean you can't even take a kid out of the daycare if you aren't a guardian so I'm not sure why he was sitting alone. I tried to calm him down myself but he wasn't having it." He was holding the hand of what was probably his five year old daughter, who was distracted by a gift shop toy.
That kid wasn't from the daycare. The daycare had a age gate of 4 and up because they didn't have enough peopld to feed babies, and toddlers would probably be too much to handle with a bunch of others kids. Why was he here as if someone had tried to make it...look like he wandered away? There was no one else in the pickup area.
Claire smiled but shook her head. "Nope, I'm Indonesian. I don't know who his parents are either. I was looking for Freddy because it's almost autograph time."
Freddy seemed to have forgotten they were there, carefully holding the kid in one arm and settling on the floor instead of a bench. He offered a toy he found next to them and played with the happy baby.
"Ah...what do we do? We need to be guardians to check kids into the daycare and if you aren't the mom, and I'm not the dad, what do we do with the kid? I need to start heading home so we aren't late for dinner tonight."
Claire nodded to him. "You can go, I'm authorized to bypass the daycare attendent's requirements if necessary. The kid is safe with Freddy Fazbear." Claire winced at her own statement, but if the casual person didn't know, she didn't need to talk about it.
The daughter tugged on his sleeve and signed something. "Right, well, good luck!" He signed back to his kid and they walked away.
Freddy was copying the little guy's movements, tapping the floor, tilting his head, only pausing to help keep the kid from falling over and hitting his head on the floor. Claire wasn't sure what he was saying anymore, it seemed to be a mix of copying the kids babbling and really quiet words she couldn't make out.
"Hey Freddy? We need to bring that boy back into the daycare. He can't stay here alone and you have an event in 10 minutes."
Freddy looked at her with puppydog eyes and his ears drooped to almost a straight line like Frankensteins bolts. "Do I have to? He's so happy to see me. It seems unfair to leave him alone when he was crying so much."
Claire looked at him. "Freddy...it's the autographs, that's one of your favorite things to do." She glanced at the kid, that bears eyes were too emotional to handle straight on. "We can't disappoint the kids, and he's going to be fine. Sunny's incredibly capable."
"Sundrop isn’t authorized to care for children below the age of four, and he has no daycare wristband." Freddy held the kid a bit closer. "He should stay with me until we can locate his family. It would be safer that way, he cannot be left alone."
Claire tapped her foot on the floor nervously and sighed. "Ok! Ok, you can bring the baby, just hurry! If we're late the higher ups are going to notice, and they'll probably ignore the baby if we're on time." She started walking towards the main stage as Freddy quickly stepped into pace. He carefully moved his arms slightly as he walked so the little guy was kept level instead of bouncing with every step he took. "I'll put a call out for a missing baby and see if anybody shows up. Don't worry big guy, we'll find them fast."
She looked over and saw that nearly invisible glow around his eyes as he beamed with joy. "Thank you, Claire. I truly appreciate this." He said it with so much sincerity that she felt like she'd need to brush her teeth after this.
"Yup, ok Papa Bear Vãnomos!"
The glow got a shade brighter at that nickname before disappearing so quickly Claire wondered if she'd been seeing things.
-later, nearly closing time-
Ralphie knocked on the door and was met with a shushing sound. "...uh, hey Freddy I didn't see you much today. Are you ok?"
Freddy was cradling an itty bitty baby in the crook of one arm, using his Bonnie plushie as a pillow for the kid to sleep on. "No one has come for this child yet, so I am looking after him until they do." Freddy looked at the child and the plushie sadly, voice laced with false positivity. "I'm sure they'll be here any minute. I've been very busy spending the day with little Starling and helping protect his sensitive ears. We got him some earmuffs which helped."
Ralphie closed the door and looked at the already closed curtains. Freddy had turned most of his lights off and used his mirror and nightlight to let the employees see. "His name is Starling?"
Freddy looked guilty. "No. That is what I started calling him because the child felt too impersonal. He is like a small star. A Starling."
"That's a type of bird."
"It is? I hope it is a pretty bird."
"Yeah, it sure is. Uh...what are you gonna do when we close?"
Freddy's ears drooped and he blinked sadly. "I do not know. I cannot leave him alone. He has cried when anyone other than junior Patty and I held him. Luckily we have baby formula and themed bottles in the shops so Patty was able to feed him. She showed me how to do it myself." Ralphie noticed the mini fridge the employees used had been moved to sit next to the couch, and a bunch of packets were sitting on his dresser.
The baby slept soundly in his arms, shifting onto his stomach and holding onto the Bonnie Plushie.
Freddy looked like he was about to cry. Ralphie sat on the couch beside him, patting his shoulder. Maybe he would cry first. "I miss him too." He whispered.
Freddy shut his eyes and covered his mouth with his free arm. He tried to muffle a sad noise, but it didn't do anything, because his voice wasn't controlled by air flow.
Starling shifted momentarily and settled back to sleep.
"If I must forgo charging to stay with him all night, I will. But If you can, please set up my remote charger so I can stay awake and still. He needs me."
"Yeah, I'll get some help setting it up with Harris. Hey Freddy?"
"...yes?"
"You're a really good dad."
Freddy successfully held back any other noises and nodded. "T-thank you Ralphie."
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smokenbreak · 3 months
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A short figure approaches Whitney in the park, with no umbrella in hand this time. She's got some blood on her school cardigan and pants. Snow white hair and fox tail coated in small splatters of red. | - Sonia's stress | - Sonia's trauma | + Sonia's ferocity The cross-dressing female quietly slides next to Whitney like usual, holding out a milkshake before following his gaze. She waves her hand dismissively like it's nothing. "It's not my blood. Now take the milkshake, babe. Heard you like chocolate" Does that even make it any better? (DEGENERATE ANON IN THE FLESH WOO, HOPE I DID THIS RIGHT LMAO)
That’s wasn’t entirely the issue at the moment, the bully’s gaze lowering over to the other girl’s clothes, bloodied and soaked from the rain and.. something else. Muscles stiffening, Whitney blatantly ignored Sonia’s offer at his usual milkshake, instead brushing it aside as he suddenly took ahold of your wrist. | + Stress
“What the fuck happened to you?? Are you..”
Momentarily pausing, you could barely discern a slight expression of worry, concern and perhaps even anger across the blonde’s sharp features, hidden by his fringe stuck against his skin. The tightening of his grip around your wrist was only for a split second before loosening once more. With a resigned sigh, Whitney merely pulled away after what seemed like an eternity stretching on between the two of you, taking a step back. Umbrella in hand, he shifted slightly so as to conceal your bloodied frame away from prying eyes, uncaring for the rain heavy against his back, dampening the fabric.
“You stupid slut. Can’t have my girl getting into trouble. Come on.”
— (YOOO, DEGENERATE ANON!!! ITS YOU. I LOVE YOU BUT CHRIST YOU MADE THIS HARD TO FUCKING ANSWER.)
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subspace-surfer · 2 months
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Hey it’s me, the ghost of bunny anon :D
I’m making a brief cameo, isn’t that neat :3
Fun fact; I accidentally got stuck in hell after dying, and I’ve been waiting for like forever for the bunny council to do something about it >:^
Anyway ooooohhhh imma ghooostttt ooooooohhhh
-🐇 (oooooohhh she’s a ghooostttt oooooohhhh)
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...Who was that?
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marichive · 9 months
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Send me rambles about your muse(s) !
This is an open invitation to introduce your muse to me, the mun, and ramble in my inbox a bit! Tell me about your cool OC, or describe your Canon in your own words. It can be a short summary, some fun fact, or just something you love (or hate) about them. If you're looking for an excuse to ramble about your blorbo for whatever reason, this is it!
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mossdestruction · 2 months
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Alright, as Hometown's resident human, what's your opinion on rumors of humans supposedly hiding under monsters' beds? Any personal experience in that field, perhaps?
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you'll never catch me alive.
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farmspider · 7 months
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now introducing ... FARMSPIDER! a semi-selective rp and askblog focused on Webber.
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darehearts · 8 months
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good morning glitter bombs  !  i am literally  OVERFLOWING  with muse and yet work is too intense i can't even check the dash much.  pray for me and know that i'm supporting you even if i can't always like y'alls stuff  🤧💙
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Go yell at clef for eating his string cheese wrong, I beg of you, he's disrespecting the CHEESE- 😭
I regret to inform you that I can't yell at him for that without offending more people due to my opinions on cheese and cheese like products.
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the-kipsabian · 1 year
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