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rpsquad · 2 years

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Mutatum

And both that morning equally lay In leaves no step had trodden black. Oh, I kept the first for another day! Yet knowing how way leads on to way, I doubted if I should ever come back.

3.8k words, 8 pages; No real TWs I can think of, except massive amounts of tooth-rotting fluff. I think I got diabetes again just from writing this. I actually wrote first scene and partway through the second proper one months ago, and then dropped it because I had no idea where it was going. I had a lot of fun finishing it though. I think the next thing I post might be the first piece of Aeno and Thim's backstory, not sure yet though.

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Shula looked over the great hall one last time. She had been there when they went over the decorations, had watched as the servants put them up, but it all seemed like a dream too good to be true now, and she had to look one more time. Just to be sure.

It all looked so different from what she had imagined when she was still a girl, when she thought that life was simple and kind. But the way the early morning light shone through the thin fabric was gorgeous in a way she’d never imagined. Perhaps she hadn’t been completely wrong as a child. The world had proven to not be simple, but kind was yet to be decided.

Everywhere she looked was covered in the colors of the triple goddesses. The demons of the desert hadn’t worshiped them so strongly as the capital, but Shula had grown to appreciate their meaning here, in the place that had become her home. Red, the color of fire and passion and Din. Blue, for water and calm and Nayru. And finally green, of life and cheer and Farore.

Shula stood in the corner of the room, absorbing the sunlight as if she was the darkest shadow and could keep it all for herself. She opened her eyes when a small.. sommething crossed her awareness, and she saw a head of light blue hair across the room. Shula could feel herself grin wide as she waved to him, even though she knew she shouldn’t have drawn his attention.

After all, it was their wedding day.

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Shula raised herself up on her elbows to look over Thim at Aeno. Both men were soundly asleep, Aeno’s body curled into Thim, who slept with an arm wrapped around the other in return. They looked so peaceful, so happy like this. It was incredible to think it might not have happened at all, in part because of her. Shula would like to think that Thim would have found someone else eventually, but something in her knew that Thim would have been happy enough to pine from afar for the rest of his life as long as Aeno got his happy ending.

All because of her.

Thim made a small whimper in his sleep, as if sensing her thoughts. He probably could. His arm twitched towards Shula, and then sighed as she laid back down next to him. While awake, Thim loved to complain that her and Aeno were just using him so they’d have a warm pillow, but Shula had never know anyone to crave another’s touch the way Thim did. He always slept best between them, and they were always happy to oblige.

Shula breathed out slowly, shutting her eyes and falling back into the arms of sleep next to the two men she loved most.

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“And you’re certain everything’s going smoothly out there?” Shula asked Mia, the serving girl that had been sent to help her get ready. She just barely resisted turning her head and ruining the hair Mia had been working so hard on, “What about the kitchens, are they on schedule? Aeno and Thim practically had to beg Faux to be the head cook today as is, I would hate to overwork him more than necessary…”

Mia had been the peak of professionalism ever since she stepped in the room, but even her patience seemed to be wearing thin against Shula’s worry. Shula ought to have felt bad, but she just couldn’t seem to shake the feeling that something would go terribly wrong. “I am sure Lord Faux will be fine, my lady.” Mia clicked her tongue and reached for the bowl of hairpins again. Shula could only imagine the amount of metal in her hair, “The only one likely to be late right now is you, and a wedding won’t do much good without a bride.”

Shula had a retort on the tip of her tongue when someone knocked on the door, and both women turned to look in surprise. Who could possibly… unless? Shula smiled, “Come in!”

It was Thim that stepped through the door, shutting it neatly behind him. He had the grace to look sheepish for his breaking of the rules, and Mia huffed in exasperation but took her leave without needing to be asked. Thim took her place behind Shula’s chair, leaning down to place a gentle kiss on the top of her head.

“I could feel your anxiety all the way from my room.” Thim murmured as he carefully began to look through the work Mia had done, hands sliding through Shula’s hair, “I thought I might be able to help.”

Shula leaned back minutely into Thim’s hands. He had done up her hair what seemed like a million times by now, and yet she never tired of the feeling, “Did you really? I thought you couldn’t sense that far.”

There was a pause, and when she looked up Thim’s cheeks were stained an endearing pink and his eyes were an almost silver that Shula had eventually learned meant embarrassment. She raised an eyebrow at him, and Thim looked away for a moment, “... it’s not important right now. I’m more worried about you.” Thim’s hands began moving again, and Shula closed her eyes, “What has you so anxious, love?”

Shula shrugged, jostling Thim’s work and earning her a small tug on her hair in response, “I’m just worried not everyone will be ready in time and it’ll all turn into chaos. I was actually thinking of sending a couple people to go and check on everyone, mostly the kit-”

“The kitchens.” Thim finished drily, “I already did that, Faux is apparently grumpy as ever but otherwise fine. Everything’s running smoothly.” Shula hummed, turning her attention to the way her hair moved and tugged as Thim played with it. It felt like he was braiding it, but she could never be sure.

Thim sighed and his rather large hands fell onto her shoulders, “That wasn’t it.” He paused, and Shula could nearly taste his unhappiness behind her, “Would you prefer Aeno right now? Or perhaps having the both of us would help more?”

“I…” Shula bit her lip. She hadn’t wanted to tell Thim and worry him any more than she wanted to think about it herself, especially on such an occasion, but it wouldn’t be right to lie to him either, “I’m scared this is all too good to be true.” Shula felt Thim’s hands tighten on her shoulders. She opened her eyes again, but she couldn’t bear to bring them up to meet Thim’s, “It all feels too much like a good dream, and when I wake, everything here will vanish as if it was smoke.”

Shula finally looked up when she felt Thim moving around her. He came to one side of her chair and knelt beside her, grasping Shula’s hands that had folded and twisted in her lap without her notice, “I know how you feel.” Thim rubbed a thumb over her knuckles. His skin was calloused from work, but so were Aeno’s, and so were her’s. “I spent a long time believing I was destined to be Aeno’s best man and nothing more. I still don’t think I can quite believe my luck.”

Thim smiled at Shula, but she didn’t miss the veins of deep blue amongst the pink. As they were, Shula was close enough to see very little color and emotion that flitted across Thim’s mind. “I love you, we both love you like nothing else.” Thim brought up one of her hands, placing a gentle kiss on Shula’s knuckles. She felt a wave of pure, devoted love come over her for a second, and Shula recognized it as Thim’s shared touch-based empathy. Shula sighed and leaned forward to rest her forehead on Thim’s shoulder. His hair was down today, a rarity, and she could feel the light blue strands mixing with her own brown hair.

“I know.” Shula mumbled into his shoulder as one of Thim’s hands trailed lightly down her back, resting on her lower back in a loose embrace, “I just… have a hard time believing I’m allowed good things sometimes. It’ll pass, it always does.”

Thim hummed, empathy and sadness whispering through the still open bond. Shula could still remember how it felt when Thim had first used this trick of his, how overwhelming but addictive it was to be able to feel the emotions of the two people she loved most. It had become a favorite activity of theirs, when they got the chance. To be able to just feel each other.

After a moment, Thim finally spoke, chest rumbling, “Do you want me to stay as you get ready? Aeno and both put your comfort over some foolish traditions.” His hand trailed up her spine and came around to brush her cheek. Shula lifted her head and leaned into his palm, “I’m already dressed and such anyways, and I’m sure Aeno will manage without me.”

Shula looked up into Thim’s eyes, crinkled at the corners and streaked with worry and love in equal measure. She smiled and shook her head, closing her eyes, No, I’ll be alright. Just… in a moment.”

Thim ran a thumb over her cheekbone, “Alright, love.”

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The second time Shula walked into the grand sanctum that day, she walked down the aisle with her head held high, green fabric trailing behind her. Little white blooms fluttered down and landed in people’s hair like snowflakes, and standing with the priestess was Thim and Aeno.

They were both dressed handsomely, new suits made for the occasion. Shula had already seen them both, had been present for the fittings. But now, as Shula walked down an aisle to be wed and saw them both stood at the end with matching looks of joy and love, they looked better than they ever had.

Ceremonial talk filtered through Shula’s ears as their hands were tied together with ribbon. She couldn’t seem to focus on anything but the way their hands were all linked, the way they all fit together into one.

And then Thim began to speak.

“I do not think any one of us thought we would end up here, after Aeno brought Shula home. I certainly did not, and I cannot thank the gods enough for whatever twist of fate that led us down this road.” Thim’s eyes, which had been focused on the ribbon, drifted up and flicked between Aeno and Shula. They were brilliantly yellow and glassy with unshed tears, “I love you both, endlessly and with all of my heart. I can think of nowhere else I would rather be today than here, with the two people I love most, and who love me back in turn more than I ever thought possible.”

Thim took a shaky breath in, and Shula tried her best to smile reassuringly at him. She could feel that Aeno was doing the same, and Thim smiled back at them, “I think I have been at least a little in love with Aeno since the day I met him, on the training yard as nothing more than boys. And I have thought Shula brillant since the day I met her, even through the jealousy.” Thim’s mouth quirked up at that, and Shula smiled back at him, “I… cannot say enough, how much I love you both, and how I wake up every morning and look forward to the day, as long as I have you by my sides.”

Aeno wiped his tears away with his free hand as Thim let out a shuddering breath, though his face at least was not tear streaked. “Damn it, Thim.” Aeno muttered as he reached into his breast pocket and carefully pulled out a folded piece of paper, “I haven’t even started yet and I’m already crying. You’re making me look like a fool.”

“Always.” Thim muttered back, laugh on his lips, “You’d get too serious otherwise.”

Shula watched Aeno with baited breath as he read over his own short speech one last time. Aeno took in a breath, “Today I stand between two people, the person whom I nearly hurt irrevocably, and the person who showed me my mistake. The two people who I, without a single doubt in my mind, love more than anyone else.”

“Thim, I..” Shula watched as Aeno looked Thim in the eyes. Thim looked almost startled to be being addressed directly, and was clearly biting the inside of his lip, “I have apologized before, and I will still be apologizing until we’re both old and grey. I was a fool, and very nearly ruined what we could have had. What we do have now. I cannot understand how you could forgive me, but I promise I will never hurt you again. I…” Aeno’s voice cracked, and Thim reached out and wiped a stray tear away, “I love you. I was a coward to ever try to deny that.”

Aeno took a deep breath, and then his eyes turned to Shula. Shula had always thought Aeno’s eyes were beautiful, but in this light they seemed to be pools of honey, “And, Shula. My love, my dear, our desert princess and our fierce duelist. You have stayed with me when no one else would have, you have reminded me of what’s most important, you have not only accepted me and all my flaws, but followed me when anyone else might have turned the other way. I am so very glad I found you, a piece of my heart hidden away by the desert sands.”

Shula giggled, and Thim chuckled from beside her, “I though you said there would be no poetry in your vows.” She said, and Thim hummed in agreement.

“There isn’t.” Aeno pouted at them, and Shula saw Thim shake his head out of the corner of her eye, clearly holding back laughter, “Really, it isn’t poetry, just some.. poetic language. Completely different.”

“Of course, Aeno.” Shula agreed with clear sarcasm, but Aeno just wrinkled his nose at her. She loved it when he did that. Annoyed as Aeno often was but Shula and Thim’s jokes at his expense, but just as amused all the same.

And then the room fell still again, and It was Shula’s turn to speak. She took a deep breath, and-

Shula had spent a lot of time agonizing over what she would say. She didn’t have a way with words like Thim did, or enough heart to make up for any foolish sounding words, like Aeno. She just had herself, and Shula had always been much better with actions than words. After all, it had been her idea in the first place to try to show Thim how they felt instead of coming out and telling them.

-let it out, “I am not a wordsmith. I am not good with bare, open emotion, and my tongue trips over my words, and I was not taught etiquette or proper manners. But…” Shula swallowed, and calm reassurance poured from Thim, “But I love you both, rain or shine, through the hardest of times and the best. I love you even when you get eaten by a molduga. I love you even when you lock yourself away for days because you didn’t see something right in front of you. I love when you show me a whole new world, and I love you when you show me wonders I’ve never seen.”

Shula wet her lips, drawing up the words she practiced over and over. Her eyes slide closed, and Aeno tried to give her hand a reassuring squeeze, “I love you both, and I cannot promise I will say it everyday, but I can promise to show you however I know how.”

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Shula had sat between her husbands for the meal, and the speeches before them. Aeno and Thim had both tried to argue that they should be allowed to prepare best man speeches, in honor of a promise they made as children. But no matter their jokes, Shula couldn’t get the idea of their old resignation to be each other's best friend and nothing more out of her head, and she stubbornly disallowed it. Instead Aeno’s brother, Arthur, and Korin stepped into the roles. Both speeches were very heartfelt, though Shula admittedly already knew most of the stories they had told.

The first dance went well. It was something they had been practicing for weeks on end, in the place of their usual spars. Shula had been expecting to quietly hate the dance, but found herself rather enjoying it instead. It was almost like the town dances she had never really gotten to participate in, always too young or too alone, except this one was smaller. Made just for three, spinning and jumping and quick hand holds before letting go again. Shula almost wished there was a reason to dance like that more often, but it was also busy and took up more space than was really fair to anyone else on the floor.

So, they were taking turns dragging each other onto the dance floor. Aeno spun and spun Shula until she was dizzy with it, and Thim lifted her like she hardly weighed a thing, her stomach swooping with the sensation. She watched with a smile playing on her lips as Aeno and Thim danced slowly, to something filled with wistfulness, but also hope.

“You know, I feel like I should ask you if you’re going to ask them to dance, but that’d be rather pointless at this point.” Shula whirled around to see Aeno’s younger sister, Cyra, grinning at her mischievously, “I mean, I already asked Thim, but I feel like I get a few more rounds of saying I called it before it wears off.”

Shula stared at the girl for a moment, and then dropped her head and laughed. She had seen Cyra and Thim speaking earlier, her husband’s indulgent smile and rolled eyes clear even across the room.

“I suppose so.” Shula replied once her laughter had died down, “But really, I’d have thought you could find much more entertaining rounds to make than making fun of our shared foolishness.”

Cyra shrugged, grin softening into a smile. Her eyes focused on something behind Shula, and she turned to see Thim and Aeno still dancing, “I also came to offer my congratulations. We’re not very close, but I know you make my brother happy, so that seems like a good enough reason to be happy for all three of you.” Cyra’s voice was softer than it had been, “And, we’re officially sisters now. I had to welcome you to the family.”

Shula swallowed, hands grabbing at folds in her dress, “I suppose we are now, aren’t we? That makes… eight sisters, now. Only Arthur for a brother though, I suppose.”

“Oh goddess,” Cyra giggled, voice almost harshly bright once more, “That’s awful. It’s a pity Thim doesn’t have any siblings, you’re missing out on actual quality brothers.”

Shula snorted with laughter, “I don’t understand what he did to make you all rag on him so much. I’d feel bad joining in without reason.”

Cyra patted her arm softly with false solemnity, “Don’t worry, it’s deserved.”

Distantly, Shula could hear Cyra giggle next to her, and say something before wandering off, but she barely heard it. Instead, her attention was held by Thim’s bright smile and his attempt at spinning Aeno that nearly left them both on the floor. Aeno was glaring up at Thim, but it was ruined by the grin at the corners of his mouth, and by the time Thim had helped him up, Aeno was laughing too.Shula expected them to go back to dancing, getting caught up in their own little world, but Thim gave her a quick glance and said something to Aeno, and they started making their way to her instead.

“I see Aeno is not nearly as graceful at doing spins as he is at spinning me.” Shula said once they were close enough, and Aeno fell forward as he groaned loudly, dramatic in his whining as always.

Thim shrugged, “You’d think one of the best swordsmen in the country would be better at adapting on the dancefloor, but apparently not. I’ll have to let his majesty know my concerns.”

“Why must you both verbally abuse me on this day, the day of our union?” Aeno griped, even as warmth danced in his honey eyes, “I thought that was only supposed to be after the honeymoon.”

Shula snickered and wrapped an arm around Aeno’s, “Seems to me that you shouldn’t have agreed to marry us if you wanted us to stop picking on you, love. Poor planning, that.”

Aeno sighed and leaned into her, “I suppose this is my fate then, being bullied by the two most gorgeous people I’ve ever met. What a tragedy.”

Thim smiled, light pink mixing with something darker, “Ah yes, the tragedy of Aeno. I look forward to reading it.” He reached forward and combed a hand through Aeno’s hair, whose eyes slid shut, “I’m sure it’ll be very popular, might even make it to the stage.”

Shula watched the way Aeno seemed to lean into them both, how Thim’s attention was focus was held entirely on them, all crowded together. She swallowed and looked away, scanning the room, “Do you think we’d be missed much if we left now?”

“Hm.” Aeno hummed, and then blinked his eyes open. He looked up at Thim, whose eyes had only turned darker, and then smiled, “No, I don’t think so.”

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Later, much later, as they all lied in bed and breathed each other in, Aeno lifted himself up on his elbow and looked at Thim. Shula watched him with one eye open, and she could feel Thim’s idle confusion.

“Y’know,” Aeno started, his brow furrowed, “I think I’ve been feeling your emotions even when you aren’t using the touch-empathy-bond-thing.”

Shula blinked, and she… she knew, without even looking, that Thim’s eyes had turned that embarrassed silver and his cheeks had turned red. And Aeno was beginning to grin, bright and self-satisfied, even though Thim was rubbing his hands over his face like that would hide him. Shula leaned over and grasped one of his wrists, leaning over and kissing his palm, and then settling her chin on his shoulder.

Thim sighed with his eyes closed, and then opened them to look at Shula and Aeno, “I, well… I didn’t know that would happen, but yes, I’ve noticed it too. I’ve been able to sense you both even when you’re far outside my range. I could probably, uh..” Thim swallowed, and a poisonous sadness-disgust-loss made Shula grimace, “I could break it, probably.”

Aeno shook his head before Shula got the chance, “Don’t. I like it, and so do you, and so does Shula.” Shula nodded in agreement, and Aeno smiled as Thim let out a sigh of pure sunshine-happiness-relief, “Besides, I think it’s interesting. Like a window into your heads.”

Thim chuckled, his chest shaking against Shula’s chin, “You say that now. I wonder how you’ll feel in a week.”

Shula tsked, “I don’t think you’ll get rid of us that easily.”

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xenocorner · 4 months

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Here's some little christmas gifts for some amazing mutuals that have made this year a whole lot more bearable with their amazing content and their amazing interactions and just being amazing in general :']

Long post ahead so divider here to spare your scrolling. (I am also probably gonna get a bit sappy so if that makes you cringe: you've been warned lol)

@lilbitofmac Thank you for being my introduction to the fandom here on tumblr :'''D I really think I wouldn't have stuck around if it weren't for your initial warmth and encouragement. Your Tony remains my fave Tony I go feral over your art orz I may or may not have the clingy ironstrange drawing as a phone wallpaper-

Hope next year is kinder on you man! I know we don't really talk outside of tags/replies, but if you ever need smthn I can help with my inbox is always there.

@strxngetimes I'm just tagging this one blog because I don't want to spam all your other blogs lmao. Thank you for sharing your interpretations of the characters with us, not only the rps with other muses but also the headcanons and brainrot. It's always such a pleasure both to see you on the timeline writing with other muses and on the inbox with the disaster man.

I specially like how you include his Cloak in the mix and give it a personality- I absolutely adore the Cloak :'') So here's it being all clingy to the disaster man. Hope to see more of you having fun with all ur muses in the coming year :D

@starkkawajiri Pretty art!! Hilarious and heart wrenching character interactions!!! I love your designs and lore building so much. Fanboying over the same disaster man and making him suffer always brings a smile to my face. I've wanted to draw your Strange for a while now, so this was also the perfect excuse, I love him so much you have no idea-

Can't wait to see more of your amazing designs and lore stuff for this AU! (and anything else you create next year :])

@nekojetto I think your Strange is the purest Strange there is and the fact that it's based off Supreme makes that so much more impressive. Your animatics are simply breath taking, and whenever I go back to check your concepts and sketches for character interactions I always get a smile on my face :D

I'm sorry I haven't gotten to the collab just yet :'') Plz know I still have it in mind, haven't forgotten about it and am still just as excited to finally get to it as I was the first day!

@infiniteeight8 Your words make me cry and laugh so much all the time :'') You write the disaster men so beautifully both in serious, fluffy, angsty and funny situations. Reading ur stuff keeps the creative juices flowing!

I remember you liked the vampire Stephen prompt you were sent, so here's some of that, even if it's more halloween-y than christmas-y.

#mac I wasn't entirely sure on how to draw you but I saw u using Liam Hemsworth and Jensen Ackles so I went with them for refs #hope that's alright :']#Archer I wanted to draw more of ur muses but time got the best of me :''') plz know I adore how you write all of them #you really make their characters justice hhhh

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jinxed-galaxies · 3 months

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Sixteenth Day Event Prompt:

Dream and Purpled plan their attack on Las Nevadas

RAUGH I know very little about Purpled so I got all my info from a very reliable source ( @10piecechickenmcnugget ) (sorry for tag!)

Dream design is based on my own personal design with some fictive's features sprinkled in bc he wanted to help. Purpled is loosely based on Sage's RP design with the fluffy moth-like features because I really liked those, as well as just staring at the sketch and adding whatever felt right. We need more aliens and silly space people in general in Minecraft. Starborne propaganda not for Purpled but for me /j

I'm not great with background composition yet so I apologize for that mess (and the Las Nevada's sign because I am notoriously terrible at drawing my own scene backgrounds) but I did like the challenge with the hands and separate body perspectives :D

Purpled in general is really fun to design <3 space peopleeeeeeee

@sixteenth-day-event

#sixteenthdayevent #sixteenth day event #dsmp #dream smp #dreamsmp #dsmp purpled #dsmp dream #c!purpled #c!dream #las nevadas #digital art #my art

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vanillahub · 2 months

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GET TO KNOW THE MUN.

respond to the prompts out of character!

what made you pick up the current muse(s) you have? Obviously, I'm heavily influenced by a set list of characters I personally love, which means I come up with a take/portrayal as I delve deeper into the lore. I tend to have a preference for side characters, rather than protags or lore heavy ones, bc of the freedom I get... BUT at the same time I've had numerous muses that carry a lot of weight in their respective franchises (see: Seto Kaiba, Captain Rex, rival Barry, Richter Belmont and Sea Dragon Kanon just to name a few).

I mainly write as canon characters, I genuinely have little to no interest in making or RPing as an OC. At most, I have 1 OC in two out of the RPCs I'm currently part of. Which explains this huge disparity.

is there anything you don’t like to write? My hard nos are Incest, Adult/minor types of relationships. Bodily fluids/toilet stuff and fetish focused RPs. One-liners and really short replies aren't fun for me, sure, they can be fun for crack/joke interactions. But they won't last long. I really love working and expanding on the source material, so RPs for me really need to have that good plotting to back it up. While I'm totally open for exploring darker/taboo subjects (e.g.: adultery, toxic relationships, etc.), they MUST carry weight on the characters and be handled accordingly.

is there anything you really enjoy writing? GIMME ALL THE WEIRD COMBOS TO INTERACT WITH!!! Characters that never met or barely interacted with one another in canon but, they can interact in our RPs!!! My jam is doing worldbuilding and expanding on the source material!!! I also enjoy writing comedy, fluff, romance, slice-of-life, over-arching stories that connect/get refferenced in other threads.

how do you come up with headcanons? I look for plotholes or anything that was barely touched upon, in the source material, and I go off from it. I try establishing connections or make them clearer, to serve as future reference for me and my RP partners. I also love taking influence from other medias I'm into.

do you write in silence or do you play music? I used to be able to multitask a lot easier in the past. Now, I mainly prefer writing in silence. Only in very rare cases, I may play some kind of lo-fi beat or lounge music.

do you plan your replies or wing them? It depends on the thread in specific! Most of them have been plotted out, so I go off what we have laid out. Only in a few cases I try to wing it.

do you enjoy shipping? YES YES. GIMME. However, due to some bad experiences in the past, I'm really picky with platonic and familial stuff (popular fanons my beloathed).

what’s your alias/name? Vani

age? 27

birthday? 19th of July

favorite color? Purple, blue, white, red-

favorite song? Tô de pé - Maneva

last movie you watched? I genuinely can't remember it LOL. It must have been Saint Seiya: Legend of Sanctuary.

last show you watched? Saint Seiya Omega

last song you listened to? Discoholic - Disco Soul (Mr. Hoosteen's "Disco's Revenge

favorite food? Pesto Pasta

favorite season? Summer

do you have a tumblr best friend? Check these fellas out <3

These ppl know me for the longest time Gen ( @gems-of-lirema ), Simone (@unchcsen ) , Shiba ( @celestiialnotes ), Retto ( @245s ), Bobo ( @roleplayersoul ) and Smeargle ( @ofpokemon ) !! Really special mentions to @radi0activesmile, Val and @mxlik you guys will forever hold a v special place in my heart!!

Then I'm always chatting with Ama ( @gwiazdowe ), who genuinely is one of the best ppl I've met!! Honestly, I couldn't feel anymore happier to have met you! Can't forget urs truly Mica, who lives rent-free in my walls LOL. Lea ( @todefendlife ) and Mars own my house smfh.

And also special shout out to folks I've met more recently, but still deserve a place here: @shouxryuuxha / @wayfaringstrangxr / @eternalstarlights / @triko-the-fluffy-artist <3 Love u guys!

TAGGED BY: @mayxthexforce TYSM <3333

TAGGING: Anyone wanting to do this!! Just say I tagged you <3 !

#[ rambles ]#going down memory lane with this omg...

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meme-queen-pumpkin · 1 month

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Fluffy RP Prompts

All fluffy and wholesome (some romantic, some platonic, some can be either). Add * to swap roles!

[CUTE] - Sender approaches Receiver with a cute animal they found on the street.

[PECK] - Sender surprises receiver with a sudden peck on the cheek.

[SWEET] - Sender notices that Receiver is in a bad mood and just keeps saying sweet things in an attempt to raise a smile.

[FLUSTER] - Sender walks in on Receiver gushing about them in a romantic sense. Upon realising they've been caught, Receiver becomes incredibly flustered.

[NAMES] - Receiver and Sender are having a normal day, apart from the fact they keep trying to come with cute or unique nicknames for each other.

[DREAM] - Sender hears receiver mumbling things in their sleep, and tries to decipher what it is they're dreaming about, only to realise it's them that receiver is dreaming about.

[BAKING] - Sender and receiver are baking cookies and cakes together for some upcoming occasion. It ends with a food fight instead, both of them covered in flour and laughing.

[SURPRISE] - It's Receiver's birthday, and Sender has a surprise for them!

[GIFT] - Sender and Receiver have made gifts for each other. No reason, they both just happened to feel the urge to make each other something.

[HUG] - Sender tackles Receiver in a hug, seeming particularly excited about something.

[PICKING] - Sender and Receiver have gone picking apples in a local orchard.

#rp resources #rp meme #rp #rp resource

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prpfs · 6 months

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hey it’s been a minute since i posted a post here 🌼 ! i’m currently in search of some 21+ rp partners on discord. I am 26, female in EST timezone . i mainly write dark / taboo / angsty plots with some fluff occasionally sprinkled in. pairings i write are mainly m/m, but am willing to do f/f and occasionally m/f. i have some plots and prompts and ideas that i’ve got ready to send to get us talking and plotting, as well as world building ! but down below are some concepts i love / would love to write. please do not interact if you only write bottoms /submissives — i am very okay with doubling up and encourage it ! please do not interact if you intend on ghosting — i am looking for long term enthusiastic writing partners who use rl fcs!

✦ stockholm syndrome / kidnapping plots.

✦ asylum setting. patient / doctor / therapist.

✦ forced age regression, diaper play, bathroom control. 24/7 total power exchange.

✦ abusive / toxic relationships. age gaps.

✦ master / slave.

✦ a/b/o - werewolf dynamics.

✦ mpreg.

✦ daddy / little. little space / age regression. more for fluffy plots !

✦ supernatural things. vampires, witches, werewolves. vampires using humans as blood slaves. a vampire and their sire. werewolves exploring the pack dynamics etc.

✦ a darker biological dom / sub universe.

give a like and anon will get back to you

#oc roleplay #oc rp #dead dove

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perplexing-news · 1 year

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Alright, here’s the deal; this will be split into two parts. One tonight, one tomorrow night, because my hand is starting to hurt from writing.

I present to you:

Lore from after Fluffy first created the board.

tws: themes of self harm, death/almost dying

Fluffy set up a knife throwing game at the board. Hatcler decided to give it a shot, and ended up winning a Onceler Suit. He leaves, also stealing Fluffy’s hat, which provides them power. Fluffy is distraught, and Adam shows up. Fluffy tells them about the power that the hat granted them, and Adams offers a deal for Fluffy, but before Fluffy accepts they learn of Hatcler’s whereabouts, leaving to find him. Adam leaves, revealing that they had the original hat.

Fluffy arrived to Hatcler and a giant pile of duplicate hats. Fluffy takes all 68, and then questions Hatcler as to where the original is. When Hatcler says he doesn’t know, Fluffy makes him part of the board. Chris shows up, offering Fluffy a cool hat, which they put on. The cooler hat gives them greater control over their powers. Jay approached, threatening Fluffy to give Hatcler back, however Fluffy refused, since Hatcler was now part of the board. They break out into a fight, which, to my knowledge, has technically not ended.

At some point, Onceler Dan announced that Fluffy was his child. Many people with relations to Mr. Dancler said that they were not the father. (i hated this era, personally).

Hatcler braught up the fact that Fluffy should be added to the board, to which Fluffy reacts violently to. Adam appears, agreeing with Hatcler, bringing up the fact that Fluffy is related to possibly many on the board. Fluffy and Adam soon insult each other, and Adam calls themself Fluffy’s enemy, to which Fluffy vehemently rejects. Adam, in anger, almost strangles Fluffy to death, but quickly lets them go, apologizing in tears. Fluffy unlocks green strings, and also notices eyes everywhere. They flee.

Aamit appears now as a therapist to Cupcler, and soon many others. Fluffy has a dream about a shirtless Cupcler and tells Aamit (unfortunately, this is important for later. very unfortunately.)

Dweebo appears, going around and measuring chaos levels of people in Rtumblr, however they crash when they receive some complicated questions from Hatcler. Their Mimic form is activated when they reboot. They talk with Adam, who tries to tell Dweebo that something else is in their system. When Dweebo goes to scan, they find nothing, and decide to rest. Mimic is fully released then. They go and talk to Fluffy and Jay, gaining mimics of their powers, before they run into Adam again. Adam doesn’t want anything to do with Mimic, which makes Mimic upset. Adam goes to console Mimic, however Mimic teleports out of the hug, and attacks Adam with mimics of Fluffy’s power. Fluffy manages to make contact with Dweebo, who convinces Fluffy to help Adam and distract Mimic.

A battle begins between Mimic and Fluffy, but Mimic quickly traps Fluffy in a ball of strings. Fluffy uses this to their advantage and runs Mimic over with the ball of strings before they can hurt Adam. Mimic attempts to get back up, but Void appears, putting a stop to everyone fighting.

In the meantime, Jay establishes connection, looking beat up, appearing to be running from a copy themself. They manage to escape, but the footage is cut.

The Newscaster is asked about what happened to his colour, which prompts him to talk a little about his mysterious circumstances around his death. It soon becomes clear that something is.. off with the Newscaster.

Fluffy brings a landmine into Aamit’s office, which the Newscaster shows up and disarms.

Bam! Rt Godot strikes and my dash is flooded for like two weeks

Fluffy and Copper rp in tags which I don’t want to go and search for in concern for my dwindling sanity. Somewhere, Copper tells Fluffy she wants to leave the company, and so Fluffy must terminate Copper per their employment contract.

Adam shows up, and Copper goes with them to their garden, where she tells them about the situation with leaving Fluffy’s company.

Adam speaks with Fluffy, asking about what is happening with Copper. Eventually, Fluffy makes a deal with Adam, giving Copper’s soul to Adam, then they exchange their soul for Copper’s. So Adam has Fluffy’s soul now, but at the cost of a wish. Fluffy instantly uses this wish to have Adam sign a certain paper without asking questions or destroying it. Adam signs it, and is successfully employed under Fluffy. Now Fluffy and Adam work for each other. (ARE YOU STILL WITH ME?? NO? GOOD.)

Adam shows Fluffy their garden, bonding over flowers. Adam then goes and gets Copper, and leaves her and Fluffy in the garden. Fluffy takes two holy knives and sets Adam’s garden on fire. As you do.

Copper runs into Adam trying to get out, who demands to know where Fluffy is. When Copper refuses to tell them, they grab a holy knife Fluffy left and put it in Copper’s hands, telling them that if they wanted to protect Fluffy so much, to kill them. Eventually though, Adam lets Copper go and continues to search for Fluffy. Adam finds Fluffy, threatening them before sending them off.

Fluffy finds Copper crying, and teleports them to Fluffy’s lair. There, they have a very long conversation that reads like three separate conversations which I will not be re-reading again because it hurts my brain.

The Newscaster visits with Adam, and they have a small talk before the Newscaster departs again.

Fluffy pays Adam’s salary in pats, and finds out Adam does not like their touch.

Dweebo measures Kish’s chaos, and they go to prank Adam, which does not end well, but Adam lets them both go in the end.

The Newscaster begins to show signs of being unwell again.

Adam speaks with Void, who offers to kill their boss, Lucifer. Adam immediately rejects this, and also learns that Void had dated Lucifer before.

Void speaks to the Newscaster, offering to (hypothetically) make cookies for him.

The Newscaster visits Dweebo, asking about Mimic while still unwell. Dweebo convinces the Newscaster to try and rest, and they end up asking questions to each other back and forth. Dweebo starts to glitch out after talking about Mimic, however they soon regain control. The Newscaster leaves.

Fluffy visits Adam, angry with what they had Copper do in the garden while it was on fire. They cut their own hands and grab Adam’s face with them, burning Adam with their holy blood. Afterwards, they are left to care for Adam who now mistakes Fluffy for Lucifer. Fluffy lays Adam on a couch and leaves.

Adam is summoned to a building where Maya is hunting down a guy. They meet again, and talk, catching up while treating each other’s wounds. However, Adam falters, and Maya goes to help them, but when she does, Adam accuses her and everyone of wanting something from them. They argue, before Maya begins to leave, asking Adam to stay out of her life. Adam mistakes Maya for Lucifer, and Maya leaves.

Fluffy gets a call, asking if they hurt Adam badly. They reply they could have hurt them more. The caller hangs up.

The Newscaster finds Adam, and attempts to help them. He teleports Adam back to their garden, where he is able to ground Adam. His tiredness catches up with him though.

Meanwhile, Bear finds a sleeping Void…

And thats where I stopped tonight. That’s a lot, congratulations on making it down here. .. .. I have no reward for you. Sorry and fuck you (/j)

#the story so far #mod speaks #tumblr is the worst to us to go back and find posts to make sure you get details correct #people worry about fluffy and the board.. wonder what they will think of this

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ace-cf-cups · 3 months

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For Your Consideration

2023 year was my first year in the fandom (well, technically 2022 was my first year in the fandom and the year I made my Belle rp blog, but in terms of actually contributing something to the fandom 2023 was my first year).

I started it off with great ambitions regarding writing and gifing and editing. I ended up posting only a handful of gifsets, three ficlets, two of which I wrote for Rumbelle Showdown (shoutout to @jackabelle73 for hosting this wonderful event last year, by the way), and 0 fanvids/edits. I'm not particularly proud of it, and I really, really wanna make much more content this year. We'll see how it goes 😅

Anyway, I still decided to give participating in @the-chipped-cup-awards a try. It looked fun last year, when I was only a bystander.

So, without further rambling, I offer to your consideration what little I wrote and made in the year 2023.

Fanfics

Premonition - a ficlet written for the 1st Round of Rumbelle Showdown 2023, for the prompts ""; EF!Rumbelle hurt/comfort

Belle and Rumple are slowly growing closer as they spend evenings in each other's company in the Dark Castle.

Then, when one day Rumplestiltskin is called away for a deal in the middle of their conversation and doesn't return for an hour, Belle begins to worry.

Possible nominations: Best Comfort, Best One-Shot, Best Short Fic, Best Dark Castle, Best Drama, Best Trope (sickfic), Best English Language, Best Belle, Best Dark One Rumple

His ray of light - a ficlet written for the 2nd Round of Rumbelle Showdown 2023, for the prompts ""; human AU, major character injury, possible MCD

Alan Gold is in a happy, healthy relationship for the first time in what might be his whole life.

But when one day a figure from his past unexpectedly shows up at his beloved's doorstep, it might mean the end not only of his happiness, but life itself.

Possible nominations: Best Death, Best Hurts So Good, Best One Shot, Best Short Fic, Best Storybrooke, Best Drama, Best AU - Original, Best English Language, Best Mr Gold

Sacred promise - originally written as a starter for my rp partner, I also decided to post it as a ficlet; season 6 fix-it without all the breakup bullsh*t

Belle's and Rumple's baby boy has kicked for the first time.

Rumple has major feelings about it.

Possible nominations: Best Family, Best Fix-it, Best One Shot, Best Short Fic, Best Storybrooke, Best AU – Based on Once Upon A Time, Best Trope (kiss to the baby bump), Best English Language, Best Mr Gold

Gifsets

this "happy ending at the end of realms" set

Possible nominations: Best Fan Art, Best Graphic Art, Best Fluff Art, Best Use of Color

this "in my memory, it doesn't end..." set

Possible nominations: Best Fan Art, Best Graphic Set, Best Angsty Art, Best Fluffy Art

this silly little Woven Beauty set

Possible nominations: Best Fan Art, Best Graphic Set, Best AU in Art

#rumbelle #the chipped cup awards #the espenson awards #for your consideration

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tapalslegacy · 2 months

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GET TO KNOW THE MUN. | respond to the prompts out of character!

what made you pick up the current muse(s) you have?

because he's handsome? and he has a great personality? haha, memes aside, I love Fallen Order and Survivor. at first, I shit you not, I didn't wanna play Fallen Order because of that GIANT! STUPID! FROG! so I stopped playing but started to really love Cal because I thought he was super cute? and then I was like, "Yeah, no, I can't keep talking about him without having played the game," and was even more motivated to finish it with Survivor coming around the corner.

the reason why I chose him is because of his internal battles. (I'm trying to keep this as spoiler-free as possible!) his internal battles made his character more relatable, and him always feeling like he has to do more than he needs to, like he feels like he needs to carry the weight of the galaxy on his shoulders? i deeply related to that and I think, loving and writing cal, he has taught me to be more patient and more kind to myself. and oh my god he's so handsome.

is there anything you don’t like to write? i used to be afraid of writing action because I felt like i'd be unsure of how to write it, but I've come to love writing action! i can't exactly think of anything I don't like writing. um I'm just a little nervous about writing nsfw but I think if I'm comfortable with my writing partner, then I can give it a shot! me, writing nsfw: what position are they in again?? UHHH but I know I can write smut, I'm just a little nervous that it won't be enjoyable for both parties omg.

is there anything you really enjoy writing? ANGST. AAAAAAAANGST!!!!! AND ROMANCE!!!! i find these facets of rp so so fun. hence why I'm always happy to ship if there's chemistry! i feel like angst helps me explore the character's nature more do a deep dive into the why behind things. WHEN IT HURTS THE HEART YOU KNOW THAT SHIT IS THE GOOD SHIT.

how do you come up with headcanons? it's almost like they come to me lol. i like to think a lot, especially on the verses I am passionate for. like the grand inquisitor cal verse is my absolute favorite and it's so full of angst that it's super fun to just sit back and think about what he would be like in that verse. i just let headcanons come to me naturally while I think about my muses. sometimes I draw inspiration from media, like film or shows. the loth-wolf idea was inspired by art I've seen of princess Mononoke (which I need to watch) and the rebels show? i just want to give cal a GIANT DOGGO to tell the doggo to SICK 'EM.

do you write in silence or do you play music? both! i can do either. music can inspire me.

do you plan your replies or wing them? both. i like to plot with my partners the set up and wing the rest. whatever feels natural. sometimes I have ideas of things I want to include in my replies beforehand, but other than that it's all trial by fire, baby.

do you enjoy shipping? YES, DUDE. i am also open to platonic ships? i just love doing fluffy stuff. i love making cal the dense dumb ass I headcanon him to be. i want him to be a gentleman too, as he is! like he'd give his jacket to his partner. AAAAAAAA I WILL FREAK OUT IF THERE'S CHEMISTRY AND I'M ASKED IF I WANNA SHIP THE MUSES

what’s your alias/name? pen name is yuki!! 雪 / ゆき!! i also go by suzume 雀 / すずめ. my actual name is micah 舞香/まいか though. silly goose. suzu. call me whatever you want. CALL ME KESTIS WATCH ME MELT

age? i am 25!

birthday? october 1st!

favorite color? baby blue, baby pink, violet, orange, white!

favorite song? this changes everyday but i really like saturn by sza rn.

last movie you watched? probably revenge of the sith.

last show you watched? BAD BATCH LETS GO i miss tech

last song you listened to? fullmoon lullaby by porter robinson.

favorite food? i love pizza (pineapples on pizza FTW), chicken marsala, nilaga (filipino dish).

favorite season? winter. i love the snow. i love snowboarding sm.

do you have a tumblr best friend? yee @ghosts-eternal-soulmate . she deals with me and my unhinged thoughts about cal. shoutout to you. ty for being so accepting of me. i also love making new friends so if you wanna plot or just chat, IM me!

TAGGING @ofmagiick @oflightsbeam @lykaiia @red-flight @pawnshopsouls @vuulpecula @wihlted @astradecays @therapardalis @gwiazdowe @eclipsecrowned and you! x

tagged by @valorums hi hi callie! ty!

#𓇻 〵 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐒𝐇. ( ooc )#i yapped a lot omg #dashboad game : get to know the mun #sorry y'all had to witness me simping for cal. it will happen again. i am actually not sorry.

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