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so i dunno if anyone would actually be interested but i find myself rping more on discord these days than tumblr so if anyone wants to rp on there let me know!!

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im not dead!!

it may seem like it since ive only been on @the-ultimate-muses and more recently @hells-fvry, but i havent for gotten about all my other blogs! i just have little to no threads depending on which blog is in question, so its gonna seem like my other blogs @speckled-and-spattered @home-plate-muses @the-normandy-and-beyond @wasteland-muses and @super-hero-support-group are all but dead for long stretches of time. im not opposed to writing on those blogs, but those muses have been very distant as of late so im typically not actively searching about to start threads as much. that doesnt mean you cant still send stuff in!! im still around, im just lurking about until i can gather enough mind to write my other muses with the threads i do have uwu that being said i did clean out a large majority of threads simply for my own sanity, there were just too many to handle lol feel free to send new stuff in or dm me to plot, ill be around!! (also this is being reblogged to all my blogs sorry in advance lol)

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been a while since i threw my fandom server at you guys so YEET

we have:

-mentally ill Gays of all kinds

-so many fandom channels (wow!)

-literally no rules beyond the basics who cares as long as your Nice

-its just a chat room for whatever Brainrot takes you over lmao feel free to pop in and out as much as you want idgaf that link is good Forever

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Open RP - Kaine Parker

“I fucking hate my life.”

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Open RP - Karl Morningdew

"It's just like frisbee, I promise!"

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Open RP - Hobie Brown

"It's time t' kick out the jams, bitch!!"

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"'ey-ya, told y' t' bring a coat, din' I?" He might be smug about being right, but he still shucked off his vest and handed it over. It wasn't much, but it was something to block the wind a bit. "Don' worry about lookin' cute neither, fuck that noise. It ain't punk." In other words, don't care about what other people think, you deserve to be comfortable. "Oh ah...don' mind that blood there none, got shot m' last spidey crawl, thought it added to the look, yeah?"

“Waahhh, I hate the cold… how am I supposed to look cute in these conditions?!” Seems someone underestimated the weather today…

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SEMI-HIATUS NOTICE

k so these last couple days have been busy to say the least, yesterday my paternal grandmother passed (still weird to think that i dont have any grandmothers anymore) making 3 family deaths total this year alone. today my grandfather is having surgery to replace his pacemaker (so far this have gone well, hes out of surgery and such and gets to head home in a bit) and i will be staying with him for two weeks to make sure he gets on alright and to drive him places if need be since he will be unable to for said two weeks. depending on how emotional/mentally drained i am will decide how much gets done here (not that im high activity anyways lol) but yeah. im not dead, just busy and Tired lol

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i made a little meme blog @mudskip-memes uwu

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RP Blog Masterlist - Universal Rules - Interest Tracker Masterlist

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He was a punk she did ballet: ❌

He and she are both punks and have a crush on a same art baby: ✅

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while im thinking of it add me on discord boiiiiiii

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WHEEL OF SICKFIC!!!

I told yall I was going to do this and here it is! 42 options so far, will probably add more! Fully editable so you can hide anything that's not up your alley

Tried to keep it generic, if you have any suggestions or ideas please drop them in the tags, my ask box or my dms!

Also if you make something with this I'd love to see!

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First giving a loud whoop and a dual fist pump as Naya relented, an arm was slung around her fellow super's shoulder as Candy led them down the sidewalk with a bounce in her step, an air of carefree cheeriness following the cotton candy spider wherever she went. "If it makes you feel better, think of it this way: We're still on a mission, okay? The bad guy is Mr. Hunger, and his one weakness can be found at the sacred Golden Arches. It might look like just a hamburger, but it's really a talisman that will ward off his annoying stomach growling curse for a few hours, and give us energy to do other super important stuff. It's for the good of the city, Nymph."

Despite being utter nonsense that sounded good in the moment, it was spoken with an unshakable confidence that would be tough to argue with when paired together with such inane ramblings as was Candy's intention under the playful tone to it all. "And we're walking, so you can still watch your figure and whatever, yeah?" No matter how Candy though such a thing was nonsense, it mattered to Naya and that was all she needed to make her care about it.

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Lifting up the hard plastic of her mask just enough to blow a raspberry at the mention of Naya ‘watching her figure’ before letting it flop back down, Candy took a moment to fix her pigtails before securing it back in place with snap of the clasps. “Figure, Shmigure! We just fought some fucko who’s power was to control freaking balloon animals, we deserve McDonald’s.” Said so matter of factly, it was clear there was little that could change the colorful spider’s mind as she leap down from the wall to the ground below in a flash of pink and blue.

“You wanna walk or swing, Nymph?”

Although she was still hesitant, she realizes there’s no real argument she can make to change the other girl’s mind, not that she was one for arguments, anyway.

She watched as Candy leapt to the ground, and began to weigh her options. She didn’t want to be rude and decline a second time, but...

Well, what her mom didn’t know couldn’t hurt her, right?

Sighing in defeat, she follows Candy’s suit and jumps down herself, hesitantly giving into her insistence. “I... wouldn’t mind walking.” 

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🔫 - (( *shoves this @ Pav and Hobie because fuck it we ball* ))

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Maybe Hobie should be concerned with how quickly he threw himself between Pav and the BotW, and subsequently the fired bullet from the guy's gun, but concern would mean he regretted it in some way, that he had the thought of not doing it in some way, and that wasn't even close to being the truth. Hobie would die for his friends, hell even some strangers have been shielded full body by the punk, and that wasn't likely to change. Even before the healing factor that came with his powers, he would throw himself into danger without hesitation, now he just had even more of a reason to do it. He could take it, and while Pav also had a healing factor, Hobie would rather save him the pain of having to use it.

Long story short; it wasn't the first bullet Hobie and taken, and it wouldn't be the last, that was for damn sure. Luckily this time he didn't have to fight through the pain to finish the bad guy off, the benefit of a team meaning that while Hobie hit the pavement shook off the pain, Pav, Gwen or Miles could take the guy down without an issue while he focused on the spiderman he had just shot instead of the one swinging towards his face shoe first.

Another benefit to a team was that they were too busy with the bad guy to really notice Hobie had been shot in the first place, the punk able to shrug it off and cover the blood up with the buttoning of his vest while the others delivered the wannabe villain to the police station.

Most of the others, anyways. It was kind of hard to hide an injury from the one he had taken it for in the first place. In a way, Hobie felt what he was doing, protecting Pav like this, was wrong. He wouldn't be able to shield him forever, no matter what universe they were in, life always got messy. But was it so wrong to want Pav to stay that bright, optimistic ray of sunshine for just a little longer? To let him hold on to the super part of being a superhero for as long as he could? Besides, Pav wasn't stupid, he didn't get his powers because he had it easy, that was unforrutnely a constant with not just the spiders, but all of those deemed superheroes. He knew the world wasn't perfect, that eventually bad things would find him, but he still stayed optimistic despite it all. Hobie wasn't about to be the one to burst that bubble with realism, that would just be cruel. Sure, he was a bit nihilistic, the world sucked and there was no real way to fix it no matter how much he near killed himself trying to make things even a little bit better day after day, but the world was also filled with beauty like Pav if one knew where to look, and that beauty would persist if one took the time to preserve it as much as they could.

So, with all that in mind, Hobie took the most obvious course of action and tried to avoid Pav completely, and thus save him from having to see the full scope of what the bullet that was meant for him had done, his watch already queueing up a portal to take him from Pav's world to his own. "Right, 'nother barmy behind bars, 'nother piper pied. You guys got this now, yeah?" But he didn't wait for an answer, the punk throwing a wave over his shoulder as he staggered walked towards the portal. "Aces. Mozzle and brocha, 'n all that shit."

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@dxncingxqueen cont. from (X)

Eyup, there it was, just like always when it came to Naya. The...now what was that word...Uncertainty? Well yes, Naya always seemed uncertain about everything, especially when it came to herself, but that wasn't quite it, not for this. The...inability, maybe? To admit that Hobie wasn't just being nice, that he wanted to help her out, and that no, it wasn't an inconvenience, as hard as that may be for the smaller spider to understand. Her problems deserved a solution, no matter how silly or benign she thought them to be, and Hobie was hellbent on making her realize her feeling mattered just as much as anyone else's ever since he first learned that she was a....well, a pushover. One to ignore her own problems just to please someone else, and that just wasn't right or healthy for that matter...

"Heya, Nymph? Wouldn't've offered if it was gonna put me out. Sometimes you jus' need a li'le holiday from shit, and that's fine, yeah? Ain't no different then a normal teenage overnighter, you're jus' hoppin' dimensions t' do it, is all." Said with a stretch as causal as his tone, Hobie reached his arms above his head with a quiet huff of pain from behind his mask, his back popping in a few places along his spine as his muscles relaxed after their latest Weekly Badie Battle.

"We're already at yours, jus' grab some stuff and meet me at mine." He wasn't about to offer to go with her, in or out of costume, not with the world she seemed to live in, or the person her mother seemed to be. Hobie was comfortable with who he was, if other people didn't like it they could shove off, but even he knew that sometimes him just being there looking like he did would only make life harder for some of his spider friends in their worlds with their families, that sometimes it was better to keep his mouth shut, guitar strapped to his back, and hands in his pockets no matter how badly he wanted to give someone a what for. This wasn't about him and his feelings, this was about Naya's. Still, it...couldn't hurt to offer him tagging along, could it? It would probably help plead his case and all, that he wanted to hang out with Naya and give her the ability to just...breath for a bit.

"'less you want me t' shadow on ya. Never know what other gits will try to paddy whack 'tween here and there after all."