#tbt. interaction

[wolfvirago-m]

✨PERMANENT STARTER/INTERACTION CALL 2025 EDITION WOW✨

;; By liking this, it gives me permission too and you're comfortable with me doing the following:

Come at you with AU's for our muses

• Throw my wolfo at you anytime

• Tag You In Stuff that reminds me of our muses

✨Draw you things occasionally or make you some dumb edits✨

• Plotting possible ships, be it family, friend, rival, enemy, or romantic or just plotting stuff in general. I'm not the best plotter in the world but it's something I'm trying to get better at!

✨Invade your ask inbox with starters or random interactions. Bare in mind as well, that this goes double for all of you!✨

• You all can send me stuff as well! In fact I hope you do!!

• Send you headcanons about our muses

✨Writing random things for you (that is always free to be ignored, there is never any pressure to reply anything random).✨

• Letting me know it's okay to drop by your DMs with a idea I got or idk just to say hi (and also same can be done to me).

✨If you're not comfortable with liking this that's fine too!✨

Nothing we've done previously or any interactions we've had in the past will be affected, both IC and OOC whatsoever! This is just for me to gauge what you're comfortable with, there's no pressure what so ever! Also you're free to do the same stuff to me. I encourage it!! I want to be a little more active in 2025 and develop Robin even more!!

[taleswrittenmoving]

@reining-disaster sent Rein tentatively walked over to Orin, a blanket in his hands, lips drawn out in a thin line before he spoke, "You look cold," he pointed out, "Will you finally accept my help or...?" He raised a brow, shaking the blanket, a bit, "Do you... Need to vent? Just... Tell me what would help."

Orin glances up from her spot on the ground at the tent she has claimed as her own as Rein approaches. Her eyes narrow at him, her teeth clenching together but she refrains from hissing at him like she wants to.

It is not his fault that everything had been a lie, it is not any of their faults that Bhaal doesn't care at all.

She's lost, unsure of where to go from here. She does not accept the blanket even as her body trembles from the cold. Her outfit does very little to warm her.

"I do not know what would help. I need to stab some wretched flesh suit, i need to spill gore and sinew. I want to rip intestines out of some meatbag's skinsuit. but you and your group of meat puppets will not let me."

[annjiru]

hello ! please like for me to go through your meme tag and send you a few to flesh out the relationship between our muses (:

[danryoku-sei]

[[ @desgarron || gets a spicy Shinigami ]]

✶✶ ━━━━ There he was entertaining the Arancarr, half dressed and growing more naked as time went on. His hair was messy, hands having roamed through it as clothes had been removed. Contrary to other's knowledge, Byakuya wasn't always upright and stoic, and it showed as he dropped his pants to crawl in the other's lap.

He had offered to give Grimmjow an erotic dance, though he had never really performed for anyone, he had done lots of practice in front of a mirror and critiqued himself. Byakuya knew he was very attractive, and he certainly found the Arancarr attractive, so he was biting the bullet and going for it.

The underclothes worn by every Shinigami strained in the front, his arousal obvious and growing. He looped arms around Grimmjow's neck pushing his face into his neck and taking in his scent, which made his frame shiver.

"Why do you smell so good?" His legs pressed together against Grimmjow's thighs as he pushed his hips into him, toes curling, and groaning into his neck. "I never knew a scent could make me feel like this... it's nice."

[insertpinkchiphere]

@desires-of-time asked- [ lead ] (North and Lamb? OwO) KINKY / ROUGH  SMUT  PROMPTS (accepting!) [ lead ] — your muse puts a collar and a leash on my muse

"There we go!" There is a tinge of satisfaction that seeps into Lambda's voice as he clips on the collar with a snap! that sounds all sorts of right to him. "It's not too tight, is it?", he asks, shooting a glance over to the other man.

Excitement runs down his spine, all the way to the tips of his toes and back up again. It's enough to get him to tighten his hold on the collar. "If it is, lemme know and I'll readjust it.", he says with a voice that betrays how hyped up he is on the inside. "Don't wanna choke you out or anything. That would be, um, pretty bad?"

[popppyfur]

for all her talk in the start about branch sharing his feelings bc something is obviously up w him i wonder if shes conscious of the fact that shes kinda bothered w the prospect of the sister thing too and is aware that shes (maybe) kinda also avoiding it herself. maybe w her being like, 'this is something no one can really help w so ill just quietly deal w it in the corner until it goes away'. that or shes just not used to this kinda problem and isnt even aware that... it IS a problem and is something actually worth looking into (hence laughing awkwardly at her slip up admittance and easily acquiescing to bridgets (very reasonable) request to talk about it after the vows)

[the-elemental-clans]

🔥♅❇ Fire Clan Interaction Call ❇♅🔥

Interact with this post for a starter from any member of the Fire Clan of Fiamme! Please specify muses on both fronts, unless you're okay with me choosing at random!

[crownshattered]

@mayoinomori ❤'d~

How long has she wanted to lie beside her like this? As a person, which didn't feel possible when she was in that impish form. Midna spent so much of their time together trying to deny her feelings for Robin, but it wasn't until after her realm was saved and she tried to sever the connection between their worlds that she realized just how deep her feelings went. Midna tried to stay away. For Robin's sake, for the sake of both Hyrule and the Twilight Realm...but she couldn't. She truly was such a selfish woman, wasn't she?

" I can't stay for much longer, " said the Twili, her voice a soft murmur as she curled closer to the Hylian woman. It felt so good to be near Robin again, but she couldn't chase away the guilt. What was she doing..?? Leading Robin onto something that couldn't possibly last? Midna was a Twili, and the princess at that. What future could she possibly have with a Hylian?

The selfishness won out again as Midna leaned close, placing slow and soft kisses along Robin's pointed ears. She couldn't help herself. Not when she missed her so much anytime she was away.

[blaesus]

like this if you’d like a starter

[midokai]

n is a hopeless romantic and even though he has never had a crush in his life due to g//hetsis’ isolation and his lack of experience within human society he yearns for the most basic of human sentiments like falling in love. he’s a very doting lover for sure, the kind of guy that will pluck a bunch of flowers out of a garden and personally make you a bouquet, the kind of guy to write love letters and call you pet names. all of that comes easily to him because he’s a Real Lover. his love language is gift giving for sure, whether platonic or romantic he’s always looking to buy or make Something for the most important people in his life. but this also goes without saying that he is inexperienced as all hell and within any ship the other person will be his first s/o ever so he wouldn’t know how to kiss or any of the basics

[braskide]

in regarding to my main verse, consider this post an affiliate / mains? call! i'm not entirely sure how to word it out but, i've been thinking about my personal main verse and how i mean to create a more complex ' web ' of dynamics with different characters! my idea is that i wish to have certain characters i can actively reference to even in other plots / different headcanons regarding my main verse, if that makes any sense ajhdsk;dja. i don't do exclusives, though. i will still create alternate verses for the same muses, but i do wish to have a certain sets of ' characters ' in my mainverse!

my idea is that i just want to create a verse wherein other muses ( even crossovers & outside of the ff world! ) can comfortably fit with yuna and especially have all kinds of different muses that can fit into the political & social worldbulding i'm doing! it's also easier to like throw everything inside my main storyline, send different asks referring to it and whatnot. soooo — holds my hands out and points to my main verse timeline.

tl;dr: by commenting this you give me all the rights to plot your muses into my main verse and actively reference them in other plots / ideas / yadda yadda. >3

[curseat]

˚꩜｡ @phys1cian SAID : ❛ I'LL BE GOOD, I PROMISE.❜

when the chill wind of october first grazes against suguru's cheek, he is of the half-mind to feel offended — the seasons change as they did last year and the year before and the millenia before that, too, and that itself adds insult to injury : that there should not be a manifestation of the world turning on its axis, and into itself, and inside out, ripped apart so meticulously that now there is something wrong to its core, on a molecular level, like the first cell in its self-destructive path to a tumour. all of it should have been turned into its opposite : summer-spring-winter-fall-summer or summer-winter-fall-spring or, or, or, something — ABSTRACT-MADE-CONCRETE.

he glances sideways at shōko, unlit cigarette hanging from his parted lips as he looks at her, at the pleading scrunch of her eyebrows and the glint in her eyes — ( the call came when they were together, and for half a second he almost thought this was then and not now — he almost saw the glint of white hair in the mirror, but when he stared back there was nothing but a boy in too-big-a-shirt, and they were again singular where there was had been plural. )

the sunset spills against the sky of tokyo — an hemorrhage of the sun in violent hues of red-orange-purple-blue, a fitting metaphor for what is to come. he understands shōko’s request — the desperate edge of it, the tingling on the tips of one’s fingers for some type of action. or maybe he doesn’t  ( not anymore ). suguru is not sure what he would do for what she has — a week hidden under the nook of his bed, forgotten to the world, the taste of a curse nothing but a forgotten bitter memory. he doesn’t have that luxury — most of them don’t.

there was once enjoyment to be found in missions — now there was only the dull ache behind his eyes and the churning of his stomach as it prepares for the inevitable. he looks away from shoko. he lights his cigarette. ❛ i just don't think it's a good idea. ❜ a beat. then, half apologetically: ❛ there's nothing special about this mission. ❜

[eueclid]

feeling pain and anguish this morning ( tw for flashing lights )

[wolfvirago-m]

;; if we haven’t interacted yet, please like this and I will send you a meme or write a starter!! No cap for now but prioritizing those I followed recently.

[crownshattered]

@solxr-flare inquired: “ Well, we did see a world where versions of y'all tried to kill each other, so there's that option.” (Rindo and Shoka? too much time loop, tired and peeved Rindo? XDD)

⁕| Adventure Time |⁕

" Whaaat are you talking about? " Did this mean Rindo has officially lost his mind? Shoka was still trying to wrap her head around the whole 'time travel' thing, but now Rindo was trying to tell them that in some future-outcome they were all trying to kill each other..??

And did he really just use the word 'y'all'??

Shoka took a deep breath and pinched her nose. No, she will not make a rude comment about him... That won't get them anywhere... Besides, she was actively trying to be better now that she was on Rindo's side, but this bullshit of his was making it very difficult.

" Okay, okay... Who was trying to kill each other? " she finally asked. " The Twisters?? What, did we get infected by plague noise or something? You're gonna have to give me more info than that. " Maybe she picked the wrong side to join...

[shcrtsweets]

@definitioncfcursed asked: i promised them i'd keep you safe. ( shauna + zeppelin )

( dramatic & protective relationship prompts )

the pain shauna was in was the worst pain she'd ever felt in her life, excruciating in a way she couldn't even begin to describe. tears leaked from her eyes, she was covered in a sheen of sweat. she could feel jackie on one side of her, holding her hand and whispering encouraging things in her ear. she looked to zeppelin now as the blonde's words registered in her ears, swallowing heavily. "but - but what if you can't?" a deep fear was set in her bones and she was more afraid than she could ever remember being. mari's words sprang to her mind. "i - i don't want to die, zeppelin. please don't let me die. please don't let him die."