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WE’VE BEEN ARCHIVED!

so three years ago, i restarted this blog because—well kind of because i felt like it tbh also because i felt like my muses were straying too far from who they were originally supposed to be and i felt that a whole blog move would shed some weight and give me the chance to go back to their roots and i think that was the best decision for my sons and since then, they’ve grown exponentially—both in number and development

i think it’s time for that move again, especially since i turned over the face claims of my four original muses which is a HUGE change and i think requires some tinkering before they resettle. that, and i’m currently in taiwan which kind of makes this move almost like coming full circle, since i moved blogs last time in taiwan

anyway, if you’re still interested in my trash heap of a roleplay blog, follow me here! it’s the same url—just a different blog ;> catch y’all on the flipside 

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ALSO!!!

i’m going to try to load my thread tracker to watch for replies, but all THREADS AND PLOTS GOING ON HERE WILL BE KEPT IN THE NEW BLOG!!! all you have to do is reply and i’ll just move it onto the new blog! if you wanna help a girl out, you can also mention/@ me and i’ll pick it up c:

WE’VE BEEN ARCHIVED!

so three years ago, i restarted this blog because—well kind of because i felt like it tbh also because i felt like my muses were straying too far from who they were originally supposed to be and i felt that a whole blog move would shed some weight and give me the chance to go back to their roots and i think that was the best decision for my sons and since then, they’ve grown exponentially—both in number and development

i think it’s time for that move again, especially since i turned over the face claims of my four original muses which is a HUGE change and i think requires some tinkering before they resettle. that, and i’m currently in taiwan which kind of makes this move almost like coming full circle, since i moved blogs last time in taiwan

anyway, if you’re still interested in my trash heap of a roleplay blog, follow me here! it’s the same url—just a different blog ;> catch y’all on the flipside 

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          we are all stardust.                   supernovas in our veins.                             i was meant to survive.

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WE’VE BEEN ARCHIVED!

so three years ago, i restarted this blog because—well kind of because i felt like it tbh also because i felt like my muses were straying too far from who they were originally supposed to be and i felt that a whole blog move would shed some weight and give me the chance to go back to their roots and i think that was the best decision for my sons and since then, they’ve grown exponentially—both in number and development

i think it’s time for that move again, especially since i turned over the face claims of my four original muses which is a HUGE change and i think requires some tinkering before they resettle. that, and i’m currently in taiwan which kind of makes this move almost like coming full circle, since i moved blogs last time in taiwan

anyway, if you’re still interested in my trash heap of a roleplay blog, follow me here! it’s the same url—just a different blog ;> catch y’all on the flipside 

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i shouldn't be asking this bc my laptop is dead as a doornail

buuuuuuuuut

if anyone wants to do a thread/long term plot with jae that would be super super rad the more specific and detailed the better extra points for spy/adventure shit my guy

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🥃 ┇⊰ ❛ starstxff ⨾

Fallon could see the enjoyment swimming in Emrys’s dark eyes, and it fills the other more with rage. He smirks, and even when the other gives him a kiss, there isn’t so much of a flinch in his expression. “Fuck off,” he mutters under his breath as the other slides off the bar. He sighs one of relief, motioning for the security guards that the culprit had gone away so he could finish his shift in peace. Unfortunately, it was only another half hour more and when it was finally done, he had half a mind to just leave Emrys behind the bar, though guilt brought his legs there and he smirks. 

“Emrys where the fuck are you? You little son of a bitch.”

                                  heading out back, emrys is honestly unsure how much time fallon               has left on the clock. he had really just wanted to stop back because               he heard the vampire was in the area &&—fuck it you know? 

      he had very few people left in the world that he cared to talk to && while he sure       as F U C K didn’t care for fallon, his reactions were always amusing.

                    he ends up smoking a few cigarettes—an old habit from his teenage youth that                     he had picked up again. because when a good S T A B  in  the  heart fixes your                     lungs, he figures there’s nothing to really be concerned about anymore.

   an ember is dying in his fingers when he hears a familiar voice              echoing down the hall. grinning, he lets the cigarette fall from his fingers              but doesn’t look up otherwise.

                                “ that is no way to greet an old friend, ” he muses, looking at his nails.     “nice of you to show up, though. i’m touched. was actually about go fuck off.”

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❤︎┇⊰ ❛ pettythieveswithpotential ⨾

                there are a lot of unspoken agreements between ravi and kai.                 and that’s fine. kai is used to living with unspoken agreements.                 that was half of what he had with his roommates. 

   but one of those agreements is that they don’t… TALK about things.

                             and it’s not that kai doesn’t feel the same.

        ( he does. oh god he does and he’s known         that he’s felt this way for FAR too long. )

                                                but he’s not sure what to say in response.

                     ... oh.                                                                oh what the F U C K . 

       he isn’t sure what he was T H I N K I N G—you know what, he WASN’T thinking.        which is why, for the first time in maybe their whole relationship, the silence that        extends out between the two of them is one of the most p a i n f u l he’s felt.

                  but as much as he wants to end it, he’s got nothing to say. he sits there,                   waiting...                           && waiting...                                    && w a i t i n g for him to say something. 

   && yetnothing.as he feels his skin starting to C R A W L, he stands up—-

               “ i’ve got to G O — somewhere. ”

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🗡┇⊰ ❛ starstxff ⨾

Hunter almost groaned when the other mentioned that follow his lead, and listen. He wasn’t exactly much of a follower - leading is what he did best, though with his shattered shoulder still recovering, he would have to follow in his footsteps. So he did, following behind him and making sure that he had his back. 

They were to make camp during the day and then hunt at night when the vampires came out to play. At least Hunter would have a few more hours to get his shoulder healed up before he had to go out and fight. He wrapped an arm around Roman’s shoulder with a beaming smile. “Why such the blue face? There’s nothing you need to worry about.”

                      hunter can H A T E the phrase && act of following the lead all he wants, but                       with a shoulder like T H A T  and a recklessness that KILLED, roman didn’t                       care. he wanted the B O T H of them to get out of this alive at the bare mini-                       mum and he would take hunter’s moping over letting him lead.

 ( at least he’d still have a mouth to complain with at the end of all of this. )

            having already memorized the map and path from the night before, roman             easily forges on, occasionally glancing back  at  hunter  to make sure he’s             still following him and hadn’t run off to do god knows what. 

    at some point, though, hunter slings an arm around his shoulder && roman                 instinctively flinches, pressing a hand against his stomach in a defensive move.                 he narrows his eyes before rolling them, shaking it off — && all the while stubb-                 ornly trying to hide a [ G R I N ]

                           “ there’s everything to worry about. this is why you get into trouble. ”

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👅┇⊰ ❛ starstxff ⨾

It would take a lot for Emrys to get what he wanted out of Fallon, because like him, this wasn’t his first rodeo, nor would it be his last. He had been with much too many people to get off on a little hand job. However, what does make him gasp is when the other teases the idea of a kiss and brushes their lips against each other. Not because he wants it, no because he’s afraid of his secret. He doesn’t want the other knowing especially someone whose just easily a one-night stand. 

He doesn’t answer his quip right away but when he picks up the pace just slightly, Fallon can feel himself getting a little harder at his touch. Fuck his body, and it’s function. He smirked though, not giving the other the moan that he wants. Maybe he should just finish this move and flip them back over, and devour his neck. That seemed slightly better than playing this back and forth game. He was getting tired of just laying here, so he did something about it. He yawned too dramatically, and placed a hand on his cheek. 

“Oh baby, you’re going to have try a lot harder than just a little teasing. I’ve been with much too many people to just let a little something like that cure me. You might have to get a little bit more intimate.” 

 he thinks he’s O N T O something when fallon gasps at the feeling of their  lips touching. eyebrows raised slightly, he leans a little more into it. 

           but whatever L E A D he had initially picked up quickly turns                        into a ( DEAD END ) when the other yawns. he won’t say it                                                                                               [ yet. for some reason ]                        but for a one night stand, fallon was turning out to be irritat-                        ingly U N R E C E P T I V E.

      “ intimacy is for lovers, not fuckers, ” he shoot in return, moving his hands         off && placing them on his stomach instead.                                                                      “ && you are a goddamn fuck. ”

                                  there’s a pause before emrys decides he’s got one last trick before                just calling it a day && heading out for something (or someone) more                fun to do. 

    sliding his hands down, he returns them to the other’s length but this time,     he settles on the floor between fallon’s legs.  he  slowly  licks up his length     before wrapping his lips around his  head  &&  gently  sucking. all the while     he watches him, trying to gauge his reaction.

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Noh Ji Wook - Final -3

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🥃 ┇⊰ ❛ starstxff ⨾

Fallon sighed as the other started walking, and he picked up one of the closest phones he had to call security in the front as the other rambled on. They’d be here soon and then he’d have some peace and quiet. He apologized to the person the other took his drink from and hurriedly tried to get them another one. He doesn’t know him, he remarks. However, the other took it too far when he mentioned his species, what he is, what he does, and he grits his teeth, grasps onto the other’s ankle. 

“Get off the bar or security is going to do it for it. If you want me so bad, you should of just asked.” He smirks. 

                 he knows that fallon his called security && from the  moment he turned his back                  to the other, he’s been slowly counting down, waiting for them to appear. by the                  time he’s facing the vampire again, he estimates about thirty seconds—TOPS.

     but he still takes his time, crouching down so he’s more level with fallon &&             just smiling at him. it doesn’t take a genius to tell he’s U P S E T ;; but emrys is             honestly just enjoying himself. 

                               “ aww, but you know i’m no good at begging. ” he leans in && gives the                                   other a quick kiss. “ i’m just hoping you got the  message without me                                   having to saying it. ” he slides off the bar && glances back at fallon.

    “ i’ll see you in a little bit, ” he muses before disappearing out the back.

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Bringing up his mother, Fallon was almost curious enough to ask how the other became immortal. He wasn’t a demon like him, but there was still a rather supernatural quality about him. He was different, and it did peek his curiosity, but not enough to ask. 

Fallon sighed dramatically when the other spoke again, and rolled his eyes so hard he felt they could go to the back of his head. Idiot, annoyance - how else could he describe this immortal idiot? He clutched the glass he was holding tighter when the other stood up on the bar, and annoyance fell through his eyes. 

“Get. Down,” he scowled through gritted teeth. “Or I’m going to call security to drag you out.” 

               as an I M M O R T A L , emrys should not be drawing so much attention to himself. A C T U A L L Y , as an immortal, he should not be doing a LOT of things he does. but he’s  never  been  good at following rules—even if it would save his life.

      “ would you R E A L L Y do that to an old friend? ” he purses his lips like he’s trying to          hide a grin but the two of them knew more than  well enough that he’s done no such          thing;; it would require the concept of S H A M E to be installed in his brain. 

                       “ don’t they teach you honor in the 19th century? ”  he  walks  down the                           bar counter, just grinning  at  all  the  incredulous  faces  looking  back.                         “ you should respect guests a little more. ”

     spotting a drink that catches his attention, he bends down just long enough to      pick it up with a quick ‘ thank you very much, ’ and downs it before getting to      the end of the bar and turning to look at fallon.  

               “ especially since i’m the reason you get to show your face in the light of day, eh?                   haven’t heard a thank you for that one yet. not even a peep. ”

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the day has come children! i must go to the mother country && eat good food! i believe i’ve caught up on all my replies on my active blogs && chances are, i will not be online for the rest of the day. instead, all replies are going to be hoarded so i can reply to them on the flight!

once i upload them, they will be queued/scheduled to be doled out slowly. once again, i don’t know what my activity will be like so be patient && expect fluctuations.

till i come back full time, i love you all && be good <3

semi-hiatus (???)

as a head’s up, i’m going to be at my dad’s house for the rest of the summer && since there are little children about && he needs my help, my activity is going to decrease a bit && i probably won’t be on the roleplay but you can contact me on d!scord. just let me know who you are && we can chat there <3

additionally, i will be away in taiwan from JULY 18TH TO AUGUST 13TH. to be honest, i have no clue how this will impact my activity; i could be gone for weeks, i could be here every night ( taiwan time anyway l m a o ), which will be UTC+8 / EST+12. i’ll try my best to queue stuff or something, but for now, we’ll see how it goes!

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i can’t believe emrys just becomes more of a reckless asshole the older he gets

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Fallon was getting increasingly irritated with the other being around while he tried to work. His stupid French phrases, and increasingly cocky attitude was enough to put Fallon on edge as he tended to his drinks. He wanted him out, but he knows only telling him to leave will get him to stay even longer. 

“Don’t help. Just leave me alone,” he muttered, clutching the glass cup in his hand, setting it rather roughly on the bar in front of him. He preferred to be interacting with customers than talking to one that wasn’t even paying to get a drink here. It helped him with the tips, and some extra money. “Get off the bar,” he scolded, glancing up at him, his eyes dark and ready to murder someone. And if Emrys wasn’t careful, Fallon had half a mind to murder him in the alleyway behind the bar even if he’d just come back. 

“If you came here to annoy me, congratulations you won, now can you just leave?” 

           was he looking to get murdered? 

                     not completely OUT OF THE REALM OF POSSIBILITY. time goes slow when                      you don’t die && frankly speaking,  emrys  has run out of things to amuse him-                      self. getting murdered  at  this  point  would  be  the  highlight  of his week. his                      decade maybe.

   “ if i wanted to get yelled at all day, i would’ve gone && dug up my mother.               i’m sure she could give me a good lecture even D E A D . ” said as he stays very               secure on his seat at the bar. ON the bar.

                  “ i don’t FEEL as if i won, ” he muses, a smirk on his lips. “ come on fallon.                      try a little harder. ” 

     without hesitation, he stands up on the bar, grinning wider && knowing for cer-      tain that all eyes were on him now. R E V E L I N G in the eyes.

                                         “ otherwise i’ll do something. ”

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🐺 ┇⊰ ❛ thcrnyrose ⨾

                              “ i said i know HOW . not that i would ever actually DO it.                                            quit being a puss. “ 

     of course, she finds her remarks funny and smiles at herself. together, they’ve found the one topic that makes her actually                                                                      C O M F O R T A B L E.

                             ( the supernatural, after all - she is an expert. )

“ what kind of things do people normally ask ? the weather on the other side, the darkness . . what’s the meaning of life ?” pause. “that one was a joke. just ask them something easy.”

               despite being the one with the ‘ G I F T , ’ tiernan didn’t spend all that much time speaking to ghosts. partly because some of them didn’t have much to offer in a healthy conversation. the other because many of the spirits left on this plane were more M A L I C I O U S than anything. 

    but being called a P U S S . F I N E . maybe he could venture into the OTHER SIDE for her.

                        “ weather is a new one, ” he laughs, peaking an eye open. so he decides                            to go with that one. tilting his head to the side, his brow creases, trying                            to listen to the softer voices.

        “ someone says the weather  is  going  to  suck  in  the  next few days. ” a pause           as he continues to listen. “ but i’m feeling a little F I R E on some of these guys. ”

   if you’re catching his drift of course.

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If Fallon wasn’t on the job, he’d say some very unkind things, but he decided to keep it to himself as he rinses out a glass and fills out with water, sliding it down to a customer. “It matters if you’re interrupting my business. I have bills to pay from customers here. Go be annoying to someone else. I’m sure there’s an array of people around here who are your type.” 

                     P R E C I S E L Y why emrys had decided to show up when he did—because   he knows that there are enough people around that fallon would have to behave. not   that he doesn’t like him when he M I S B E H A V E S . 

           “ i think your business is doing fine. if you ask nicely, i might even help. ”              which you’d think is a J O K E except emrys has tended a few bars in              his time alive. he might write books, but drunkards are always the best              storytellers. 

                                           “ i’m everyone’s type but not everyone is my type.  it’s  not the                                              NINETEENTH century anymore. no need to slut shame, mon                                              grand pére. ”

he turns all the way around so he could slide off the bar onto fallon’s side if he felt like it. 

               “ besides, we both know that you && i are the only ones that will last. ”