#◜𝐋 ◞ ⸻ ⃰⊹ ooc

[eatend]

i am alive... summer has just grabbed me by the throat. 😔✌🏻

[pwrslve]

tag drop .

[staruus]

𝐕𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐒!

❝‘𝐂𝐀𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐈𝐂 𝐃𝐎𝐄𝐒 𝐌𝐄 𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐈𝐓 𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐒 𝐌𝐄 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄! ❞

𝐘/𝐍 𝐋/𝐍

“I need you, idiot,”

You and your friend group decide to plan a trip to Las Vegas. When you arrived, you didn’t plan to entangle yourself with Satoru Gojo, your rival, of all people. Unfortunately, he was in the same friend group as you. So how the hell can you try and avoid him when he’s always right by your side?

𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐔 𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎

“Kiss me, you piece of shit.”

Satoru Gojo, your rival. He was everything a women wanted in a man. He was hot, athletic, tall, and surprisingly smart. But he only had his eyes on one girl, and that girl was you. So the second he heard that everyone was going to Vegas, he couldn’t wait to finally shoot his shot.

𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐄: Romance, drama, comedy

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: Takes place in Las Vegas, normal au (no curses), rivals to lovers, Satoru is a tiny bit possessive, jealous Satoru, cursing, drinking, smoking, gambling, mentions of drugs, partying, clubbing, fighting, mentions of death, blood, violence, slightly ooc, sfw, suggestive

𝐓𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒:

𝟎𝟏 . . . 𝐕𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐒!

𝟎𝟐 . . . 𝐍𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬!

𝟎𝟑 . . . 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐠𝐧𝐞!

𝟎𝟒 . . . 𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮!

𝟎𝟓 . . . 𝐃𝐢𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮!

𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓: @catobsessedlady @unknownworld101 @itzjuliana @stargirlminiii @faeriesworld101 @unknown5029

[sigils-library]

𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐓𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐲 𝐀𝐫𝐞.

𝐂𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐧 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐱 𝐅𝐄𝐌!𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫!𝐖𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐰𝐨𝐥𝐯𝐞!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

Summary: After being banished from the previous village you resided in due to your identity being a skinchanger revealed, you are forced to fled before the townsfolk hunted you, and a midst your journey, you find yourself in the North, Winterfell. Cluelessly bumping into the Lord of The North himself.

WARNINGS: This series (?) Does not follow the HOTD timeline, and characters may become OOC in some occasions, and the whole plot is based on an alternate timeline I made myself, OOC Characters.

𝐒 𝐈 𝐆 𝐈 𝐋 𝐒  𝐋 𝐈 𝐁 𝐑 𝐀 𝐑 𝐘 .

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Ragged breaths showed visibly in the cold winter, every puff of air immediately freezing.

Every step taken dug deep into the piling snow beneath the hooded figure, teeth chattering slightly, holding onto the cloak which served little to no warmth.

Traversing further, eyelashes had collected snow on them, further concealing the womans eyes.

She cursed herself repeatedly.

Had she not revealed she was a skinchanger.

Had she not told them that she meant no harm despite her nature.

Then may she wouldn't have been banished from that small village, cursed to be burned someday, she thought.

Why did she say it was cursed? She merely assumed so, the dragons whom lived freely in there had been aggrevated multiple times by townsfolk, and it wouldn't be long until one of them just ends up awakening the beasts who's already pissed, and rain flames and ashes upon their land.

Coughing, a wall made of cobblestone meets her gaze.

Its tall, huge, and guarded.

She's arrived in a new kingdom it seemed.

Perhaps she can seek refuge in it, start anew, and swore to never shift from her humane skin ever again.

That sounded nice.

Exhaling, the woman kept trudging through snow, fingertips shaking, she was never really a fan of the cold, not when she wasn't shifted to a cold-blooded animal at least.

Nearing the gates, it was open, the bustling kingdom in snow looked.. Cozy..?

The woman entered the town by blending in with the crowd, an easy path she took.

Walking the streets, she barely got noticed by any of the locals, such ignorance of many that leads others into misery, or sometimes, their own.

Too lost in her thoughts she failed to notice the man cloaked in fur infront of her, bumping her head on his chest.

Hard chestplate, Ouch. She thought. Stumbling a few steps back, she immediately lowered her head.

"Apologies..- I didn't mean to bump into you sir-"  She spoke, voice lightly hoarsed with an itchy throat.

The man gazed at the hooded figure with slight annoyance and curiosity. "It is no trouble, raise your head."

She shuddered, not being able to identify whether if it was from the cold, or the mans voice, as stoic and cold as steel.

Raising her head, she kept her  head still slightly downward.

"Why do you not have a cloak of fur? It is winter." The man pried. "I do not have the riches to buy one, or the skills to hunt for one, sir." She replied, part of her just wanted to leave, but another wanted to continue. A battle in her mind.

She flinched when a weight was added along her back. A cloak made of fur.

The cloak of the man.

"You do not need to- you need i—"  She was glad to have her hood on, as a red tint spread across her cheeks. "Hush, you need it more than I do."  The man spoke, fixing the cloak around the hooded woman.

The woman was stunned the whole time, from the man wrapping and adjusting the cloak around her, until the man left, settling on the saddle of his horse, watching him ride away.

The only familiar thing she manages to commit to memory was his dark hair as he rode away.

Who was that man?

A/N: First time I'm posting again!! Slow updates though, likes and reblogs are highly appreciated, and I do not want my work translated in any other medias without my credentials, if you want to be added to the taglist, comment down below!

[ecliptiz]

THE SUN AND MOON ╰► JAMES POTTER

⋆.˚ ☾ .⭒˚ ⋆.˚ ☾ .⭒˚

SUMARRY - James was the sun, she was the moon. The sun yearned for the moon while it hid in darkness

WARNING- Cursing, self doubt, ect. Ooc a lot probably. (Kinda more of a introduction, not long)

—PART 2 (In works)

𝐉𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑, the human equivalent to the sun. James potter was a carbon copy of a warm day. James potter, with a heart the size of the sun and the ego to challenge it.

James was a teenage boy. A teenage boy with friends he would spend his whole life with, a group strong to withstand anything. A teenage boy with crude jokes and a cock attitude.

But James potter was also a teenage boy, who loved quiddich, muggle things. Who loved to sing in the shower, who still cried in his mother’s arms. A teenager with an anxiety for anything that involves him. James potter thrived on praise, for everyone to like him.

James Potter loved life.

James potter also craved for the moon. A tale old as time. The moon and the sun, destined for each-other, but fated forever apart.

James potter was obsessed with his moon from the first time his eyes met hers. A small boy, a sweater to big for him, eyes wide, round glasses slipping down his nose- his brown hair messy and unbrushed.

A missing front tooth that shows when he smiles, tan skin from the countless outside activities.

And when he saw her, sitting on the train for the first time, her hair blocking her face- body hidden in the corner with a boy beside her with a large nose, pale skin and black greasy hair.

So, naturally like any Potter before him, he chased. He went with bold words about his love to her whenever given the chance.

His heart grew hard, more driven with each rejection that she threw at his face.

He didn’t care, because she was his, and he was hers. Call him delusional (Like Sirius does), he don’t care- he would marry that girl one day, swear on it.

—

𝐘/𝐍 𝐋/𝐍, the human equivalent to the moon. She was cold, like a shiver on a rather nippy morning. A heart that could care less about people she barely knows.

She was a teenage girl. A girl with the amount of her friends being able to be counted on a closed fist, zero. A girl who wished she could withstand the world. A teenage girl with insecurity’s and sharp words.

And yet she was still a teenage girl. Feelings she couldn’t explain. A body who seemed to hate her. A girl who cried with her head tucked in her pillow to keep her cries silent. A girl who fears everyone around her is speaking ill about her. A girl who craves being alone, because then she only had to worry about her own self hurting her.

Y/N L/N hated life.

But, fate seemed against her. A story old as time tangling in her world. She hated the lack of control. She hated the folk tails of the sun and moon being destined for each other. Because who wanted to deal with a person with non stop energy.

She hated the sun. Even more when it was used to describe James potter. Gross, even the name left a foul taste on her tongue.

She could have forgotten the moment they first met- if it wasn’t for the male shouting it on the top of his lungs whenever he could.

She was a young girl. The harsh words of her mother echoing in her head, muffling any awareness of the outside world. Her hair was messy, her eyes look like they couldn’t care less. Somthing you don’t see on a young kids face often. Her eyes staring at the floor to try to calm the nausea crawling at her throat.

Her.. acquaintance sat next to her, though he was to busy being completely enthralled by the full figured red head beside him, who was rambling about random things she hoped to learn at there new..school.

One thing she was certain of about Hogwarts, was that she hated James potter. A biased judgmental teen boy who wouldn’t leave her alone.

A brown haired boy with his posey always beside him, a boy who threw insults at the only boy she could call- a close acquaintance. And a teenage boy who seems to hate her house colors, but won’t hate on her. He couldn’t just pick and choose. There were way nicer and better Slytherins than her.

She didn’t care, he wasn’t hers and she definitely wasn’t his. She thinks her way is a lot more factual than whatever silly dream that potter had. She would escape his infatuation, swear on it.

—

Y/N couldn’t help the annoyed sight that escaped her lips at the sight of James Potter. The sight alone gave her a headache that made her want to rip her hair from her head.

She rubbed her pointer finger and thumb down the bridge of her nose, suppressing another annoyed sigh.

Her eyes lazily drifting over the boys who stood around him. She didn’t care, she could barely remember their names. Maybe if people stoped talking about the boys like there were some kind of gods to the school, she could have the full relief of forgetting there names.

The scarred tall one was Remus. A quick tongued boy who was rather brash and sassy when he wanted. He had rougher facial features. More sharp.

The other one, Sirius, had his long dark hair in a small half up style. He looked stupid in her opinion. He had softer features, more feminine. But they were sharp, calculated like most of the men in the Black family’s. If that made sense.

A pudgy blonde standing a bit behind him, a tense face. Peter. She remembered him only due to the fact she was rather peeved he never stood up for himself, he was weak and a bit cowardly. Everyone is in their own way she guesses. No one really talked much about him, an odd one out she guessed.

She leaned her shoulder slightly forward, slowing her hair to fall on it to crest a sort of sheild from her face. Her eyes instantly going to Snape, who was beside her. His pale skin was flushed with its usual anger whenever the group of teens were around. She didn’t blame him.

He always seemed angry after his falling out with Lilly Evens. A girl he liked since they were all little brats.

“They’re coming over, your stupid for thinking that was going to work.” Snape said, a rather bored tone coating his tongue as he spoke, his pale eyes not moving from his book.

“It would if Sirius wasn’t a fuckin’ hound dog.” Y/N groaned, her head falling onto the table, only to be caught by Snape’s cold hand as he gives her a quick sneer; dropping her head. It hit the table still, just probably softer than it would have.

“Look there Moony, I think I see Padfoot’s Slytherin.” The annoying voice of Sirius Black scrapes through her ears like nails on a chalkboard.

“Maybe if we ignore them, they’ll go away.” Snape suggested rather boredly, slumping on the table with an exhausted sigh.

“Great advice, stupid fuck.” Her hand pushed his head to the table, creating a dull bang that he just groaned stupidly about .

“They’re like roaches, you can’t get rid of them.” Y/N said, her eyes closing in annoyance when the boys sadly stand by where they sat in the library.

She couldn’t bare being her head up to look at the boys she could feel beside her. She hated the stupid look on Potter’s face when he saw her. Reminded her of a puppy, it made her feel sick.

“Aren’t you to stupid to be in a library.” Of course it was Snape the first one. Maybe they could have just stood there, feeling humiliated for being ignored. But of course Snape had to put his two sense in it.

“Aren’t you a little to ugly to be around Y/N.” Oh Peter, that was a cute try. But it was a boring and horrible comeback. Absolutely revolting and embarrassing in her mind.

“You, my beauty, are invited for another Hogsmed trip with yours truly.” James Potter spoke for the first time, with a stupid fake accent. Surprising, he’s usually said Atleast a thousand words in a minute of seeing her.

“For the…208th time this- month.” Sirius spoke, looking down as he mimicked the motion of counting his fingers. Grunting when he got an elbow to the stomach by the tall scarred boy beside him.

“You think he would give up by now.” Snape hummed, leaning closer to her in attempt to whisper. A rather pathetic way, in her mind.

She sighed tiredly, finally lifting her eyes to meet the hazel ones of James Potter. Who always wore a goofy dimple smile when looking at her. His pupils almost covering the coloring of his eyes when he looks at her.

“No.” She said plainly, rolling her eyes at the boy in front of her.

“Great- we can..” He begun to talk, but suddenly paused with furrowed brows. “I’m sorry, what did you say?” He asked, a bit of the disappointed tone lingering on the tip of his tongue.

“She said no.” Peter squeaked behind them, his blue eyes dancing nervously from them to the floor. Remus groaned, rubbing the bridge of his nose with a sigh. Sirius nudged his elbow into the pale boy, making him gasp.

“Shut up wormy.” He hisses, trying to hide his laugh from the fact his friend was getting rejected once again.

James huffed, a rather ridiculous and dramatic pout forming on his lips afterwords. The sight alone made the girl cringe, looking away in second hand embarrassment.

“Well, we must get going.” (Y/N) said plainly, hurrying to pack her things into the satchel beside her, basically snatching the back of Snape’s robe to pull him from his seat.

Snaps grunted, packing his things quickly and tripping over his feet to keep up with the girl who had yet not let go of his robe, dragging him.

[stcnecoldd]

⠀ 𝐔 𝐧 𝐰 𝐚 𝐯 𝐞 𝐫 𝐢 𝐧 𝐠 𝐋 𝐞 𝐠 𝐢 𝐨 𝐧 ⠀ ── Strength in unity, power in resilience! ── ⠀ 𝘑𝘖𝘐𝘕 𝘜𝘚 𝘕𝘖𝘞 !

Você é nosso convidado especial para participar da Unwavering Legion durante nossos encontros extra-oficiais. Este é um chamado para todos os campistas que desejam aperfeiçoar suas habilidades de combate, autodefesa e primeiros socorros, visando proteger a si mesmos e aos demais semideuses em momentos de crise.

Na Unwavering Legion, você terá a oportunidade de treinar com os melhores, aprender novas técnicas, e compartilhar experiências com outros semideuses que, assim como você, entendem a importância de estarem preparados para qualquer situação. Nossos instrutores são experientes e dedicados a ajudar cada participante a alcançar seu potencial máximo.

Lembre-se, nossos encontros são secretos e devem ser mantidos assim, longe do conhecimento da direção. Agimos desta forma para garantir a segurança de todos os participantes e a preservação do nosso projeto. A discrição é fundamental para que possamos continuar a nos reunir e fortalecer nossas habilidades sem interrupções.

Além do treinamento físico, também discutiremos estratégias de defesa, táticas de combate e maneiras de utilizar seus poderes de forma mais eficaz. Este é mais do que um simples grupo de treino; é uma comunidade de apoio, onde cada membro ajuda o outro a se tornar mais forte e preparado.

Se você está pronto para aceitar este desafio e fazer parte da Unwavering Legion, junte-se a nós em nossos encontros secretos e torne-se um verdadeiro guardião entre os semideuses. @silencehq

⠀ LISTA DE PARTICIPANTES

── SOBRE :

Qualquer campista está convidado para fazer parte do grupo, seja como mentor ou mentorado.

Se você é um patrulheiro, instrutor de alguma luta/arma ou curandeiro, pode se voluntariar para ser mentor dos campistas que procurarem o grupo.

As reuniões consistem em treinamentos extras pra quem deseja desenvolver suas habilidades de combate e autodefesa, mas também haverá suporte emocional para quem precisar depois dessa nova tragédia.

── OOC :

Tive a ideia de montar o grupo pra ajudar no desenvolvimento da Aurora, porque ela só dizia que ia fazer algo a respeito do que tá acontecendo, mas na prática não tava fazendo nada kkkkk E falando com a central, foi sugerida a ideia desse plot se estender a todos os personagens do rp, assim abre um novo leque de desenvolvimento a quem se interessar.

A inspiração para o plot foi a Armada de Dumbledore, então podem considerar essa referência para o desenvolvimento.

A Aurora foi idealizadora, mas acredito que outros Patrulheiros também contribuíram para a concepção e prática inicial da ideia, então quem tiver interesse de ter feito parte disso pode me chamar.

Você estão livres para abordar e desenvolver plots relacionados ao grupo como quiserem, então não tem necessidade de vir falar comigo previamente. Quero desenvolver o cenário como um grupo dentro de rp mesmo.

Quem quiser plotar algo com a Aurora nesse cenário pode me chamar. :)

Qualquer dúvida, vem de chat!

[jaguarhabit]

           𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑  𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝚃𝙰𝙸𝙻 𝙿𝙻𝙰𝚈𝚂 𝙾𝙽 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙶𝚁𝙾𝚄𝙽𝙳 𝚆𝙷𝙸𝙻𝙴 𝙷𝙴 𝙲𝚁𝚄𝚂𝙷𝙴𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚂𝙺𝚄𝙻𝙻. 𝙱𝙴𝙰𝚄𝚃𝙸𝙵𝚄𝙻 𝙳𝙴𝙰𝚃𝙷 𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝙿𝚄𝚃𝚂 𝙾𝙽 𝙰 𝚂𝙿𝙾𝚃𝚃𝙴𝙳 𝚁𝙾𝙱𝙴 𝚆𝙷𝙴𝙽 𝙷𝙴 𝙶𝙾𝙴𝚂 𝚃𝙾 𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝚅𝙸𝙲𝚃𝙸𝙼. 𝙿𝙻𝙰𝚈𝙵𝚄𝙻 𝙺𝙸𝙻𝙻𝙴𝚁 𝚆𝙷𝙾𝚂𝙴 𝙻𝙾𝚅𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙴𝙼𝙱𝚁𝙰𝙲𝙴 𝚂𝙿𝙻𝙸𝚃𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙰𝙽𝚃𝙴𝙻𝙾𝙿𝙴'𝚂 𝙷𝙴𝙰𝚁𝚃.  █ black writer. a nationalist & the following content tracks. ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ. mun name: gully. age: 30.

EXPLORING BLACK PSYCHOLOGY, WORLD HISTORY, BLACK NATIONALISM, AFRICANA CRITICAL THEORY ( or BLACK EXISTENTIALISM), CIVIL RIGHTS ACTIVISM, BLACK PHILOSOPHY, WORLD WAR PROPAGANDA, U.S. IMPERIALISM, ANTI-IMPERIAL COMMUNISM, SOCIALISM, CHILD SOLDIERS, SURVIVAL, RELIGIOUS IMAGERY, FOLKLORE, + MORE.

other blogs: t'challa. black manta. | rules underneath the readmore.

001. i keep to myself. so, i don't know who are the problematic (e.g. racist, xenophobic, etc.) individuals and groups. if i'm found interacting with any one of them, please feel free to let me know. with receipts, i'll immediately block and keep it moving. in the same breath, i do not like having followers that mostly have OOC and little role-play content. i understand we can get writers block and want to chill, but i'm really here to engage the writing aspect of this hobby, not read random OOC things that have nothing to do with anything.

002. i don't do duplicates. it's not insecurity, it just that i'm not interested in writing with other killmongers ( this case is different with some of my other muses, i.e., vegeta ). the only portrayal i deeply respect is my girlfriend's (see first rule). if you have him on your multi blog, i most likely won't follow.

003. i don't like following HIGHLY ACTIVE blogs that leave followers they aren’t interested in following them. I’m not here to build up your follower count and or read your role-plays as a non-follower. i took interest in your blog to write, so if i see that you’re active over the course of a week, posting practically every day for 7 days, i’m going to take the liberty and block your blog. it’s not personal, but this is just to make sure i don’t accidentally follow you again in the future. i can be forgetful, so i don’t want to make someone feel uncomfortable by accidentally refollowing them when they weren’t interested.

004. this portrayal is interwoven with multiple media sources ( mcu, comic, and what if's...? ). i prefer plotting if it's absolutely necessary. i can fit erik in any number of universes, so walking dead, star wars (by default, he'll likely running the wakandan intergalactic empire in any space-related themes), etc.

005. please cut your posts, do not reblog my headcanons, role-plays, over-stylize your writing and use large gifs/icons. be iconless in your responses to me, if you must. it’s just easier on me.

006. if you are easily offended by organic in-character antagonism, please remove yourself. one thing i cannot stand is when muns project their microaggressions through their character and i can easily tell when the character is completely out of character. erik is one of my offensive muses and i make no apologies for him, so if you're a writer that knows they can struggle with separating themselves from their character, then don't even bother with continuing to be a follower.

[eatend]

reasons why i am not here : live blogging from the sun , i am in incredible amounts of suffering. i am not beating the heat, its beating me.

[swiftdeception]

𝐑 𝐔 𝐋 𝐄 𝐒

𝗜𝗻𝘁𝗿𝗼𝗱𝘂𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻

This blog is an independent and slightly canon-divergent roleplay blog for Thancred Waters from Final Fantasy XIV. It delves into dark subject matter. If you cannot handle seeing alcoholism, violence, suicidal thoughts, or sexuality, this blog may not be for you. This blog follows headcanons; if that is not something you want, then this is not the blog for you.

Ships are okay, but if the prime reason you want to interact is to ship as quickly as possible with a Thancred, I am not interested. I enjoy ships, but they are not the primary focus. I do not want to be seen as a prize or only be forced into one type of interaction.

This blog is going to be classified as a very low activity blog.

𝗙𝗼𝗹𝗹𝗼𝘄𝗶𝗻𝗴

All follows right now will come from @brightblessed, which is my main blog and my WoL. I have a very strong connection to that character and this blog will always have less activity than that one. This blog is a sideblog and very private until I get comfortable.

𝗜𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻

If I follow you on my main blog, I am interested in interacting. I am mutuals only. If we are mutuals, you can bother me ic at any point. I will always be excited to get asks, even if I don't get to them right away. I am always interested in plotting with my mutuals or just getting starters.

OOC interaction is also welcome. I am kinda shy though. I am more likely to quickly reply ic and ooc if me and the other mun talk or are friends.

𝗨𝗻𝗳𝗼𝗹𝗹𝗼𝘄𝗶𝗻𝗴/𝗕𝗹𝗼𝗰𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴

I unfollow people that don't interact with me or seem to not answer my asks or reply to my starters. I will take it as a general lack of interest and I won't push it. I will likely assume you don't want me to interact even if we are mutuals. I also unfollow or block people that have somehow made me uncomfortable. This is usually because someone has only been posting negative posts, guilt tripping people, being racist or being anti-lgbt+ somehow.

𝗚𝗿𝗮𝗽𝗵𝗶𝗰𝘀

I make my own graphics. A do sometimes use free resources as well. I use this PSD for my icons.

[chwryl]

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ooc info: do lado da conexão está especificado os gêneros, por mais que sejam poucas exclusivas. sinta-se a vontade para sugerir mudanças ou alterações se você tiver alguma ideia! podemos sempre discutir mais detalhes se você preferir, da mesma forma que podemos também só fechar o plot e colocar os personagens para interagir para ver na prática como a dinâmica acontece.

001. the nuisance ( f/m ) ─ muse desperta o lado que pouco se vê de cheryl. ela não sabe explicar mas claramente muse a incomoda apenas na presença. nunca trocaram muitas palavras porque a mágica evita, e se sente até desconfortável de estarem juntos no mesmo ambiente. única pessoa capaz de fazer cheryl falar mal de alguém. ─ open.

002. just for fun ( f/m )  ─  começou com um one night stand, e acabou virando outro, e depois outro… quase como um ciclo. qualquer festa, eles já sabiam que no final da noite acabariam juntos. talvez tivesse algum sentimento no meio, mas ambos eram cabeça duras demais para admitirem. até que cheryl decidiu acabar tudo, deixando muse sem entender o porque. ─ open.

003. a dynamic duo ( f )  ─  todos sabem como cheryl e muse são próximas. vivem coladas uma na outra, e são assim desde há muitos anos, então fica claro que são melhores amigas. estão sempre lá um pro outro, independente do que for. ─ open.

004.  finding trouble ( f/m ) ─ enquanto cheryl é totalmente fora da caixinha, muse é mais reservadx. mas não seja por isso, os dias de quietude acabaram! a circense está disposta a adicionar uma agitação na vidinha de muse, mesmo que possa ser um pouco inconveniente de vez em quando… ─ open.

005. in between ( f/m ) : eles são amigos muito próximos, mas por vezes acabam dormindo juntos. isso, porém, não influência em nada na amizade, já que assim que acordam um ao lado do outro na cama, continuando falando sobre besteiras como se nada tivesse acontecido. é uma amizade colorida bem funcional, basicamente. ─ open.

006. childhood friends ( f/m )  ─  alguém que conheça cheryl desde a infância. ela frequentou o orfanato por aproximadamente 9 anos, então, para essa conexão, precisam ser pessoas de lá também.  ─ open (2).

007. something new ( f/m ) ─ completos opostos , é isso que cheryl e muse são. na teoria, uma amizade entre eles não tem nada para dar certo. a realidade, no entanto, é totalmente diferente. talvez seja o fato de serem tão diferente que faz com que essa amizade dê certo, o que ninguém pode negar é que o par se completa e são sempre vistos juntos, perambulando para lá e para cá. ─ open.

008. friends to foes ( f/m )  ─   muse e cheryl eram inseparáveis. porém algo aconteceu (motivo a ser discutido), o que acabou com a amizade deles. por terem sido extremamente próximos antes, sabem coisas um do outro que definitivamente poderia ser usado como chantagem ─ open.

009. slow burn ( f/m ) ─ batem de frente o tempo todo e não conseguem compartilhar o mesmo ambiente sem trocar provocações e xingamentos um com o outro. entretanto, eles têm uma enorme tensão sexual um pelo outro, o que é bastante óbvio para todos os outros menos para eles. vez ou outra, quando estão bêbados demais para raciocinarem direito, um acaba na cama do outro – mesmo que nunca admitam isso. ─ open.

010. party buddies ( m/f )  ─  sempre que cheryl está procurando algo pra fazer, é para muse que ele liga. eles não se conhecem muito bem fora das festas, mas quando saem parecem melhores amigos. cuidam um do outro e nunca deixam ninguém para trás. a festa realmente não começa até que eles entrem. podem ter as melhores histórias juntxs, mas não sentem a necessidade de se misturar muito fora disso. ─ open (ilimited) / 

011. attraction ( f/m ) ─ a tensão entre ambos é quase palpável, mas nunca ficaram. talvez a mágica esteja muito mais no flerte do que no que vem a seguir, por isso nenhum dos dois nunca dá um passo à frente. . ─ open.

012. from crush to friends ( f/m ) teve uma época que cheryl e muse ficavam flertando um com o outro e chegaram até mesmo a serem ‘exclusivos’ um do outro mas sem assumir um relacionamento. no entanto, perceberam que funcionam apenas como bons amigos e a amizade continuou. ─ open.​

013. first time ( m ) cheryl só teve um resquício de liberdade ao frequentar a academia, então sua primeira vez acabou sendo tardia para garotas da sua idade. ela e muse acabaram ficando em uma festa, sendo a primeira experiência de cheryl com um garoto. não mantiveram muito contato depois desse episódio, mas a mágica nutre um carinho por muse de qualquer forma.  ─ open.​

014. youngblood ( m ) muse e cheryl tiveram um relacionamento complicado. nunca foram assumidamente um casal, o que desencadeou vários desentendimentos por nenhum dos dois saber quais eram os limites da relação. brigas e ciúmes eram constantes, então os dois acharam melhor colocar um ponto final de uma vez no que mantinham. o que não deu muito certo, já que até hoje vivem tendo recaídas um com o outro e por vezes ainda brigam como antigamente. ─  open.

015. ride or die ( f/m ) cheryl e muse são a casa um do outro. se sentem completamente seguros e protegidos na presença do outro. juntos, eles são quem são, não há razão para fingir. dão o suporte que precisam para construir sobre o que já está dentro deles. muse e o circense se fazem sorrir e rir deliberadamente, pois se sentem confortáveis o suficiente um com o outro para serem vulneráveis dessa forma. a relação que eles tem é extremamente especial. ─ open.

016. you’re not so bad yourself ( m ) ─ ambos são extremamente próximos e íntimos ─ tanto que não veem problema em dormir na mesma cama e nem em andarem de braços cruzados um no outro nos corredores. para eles, a proximidade é normal e eles se veem quase como irmãos, nada mais. entretanto, quem os vê de fora consegue presumir muito fácil que eles namoram ou, pelo menos, têm sentimentos um pelo outro. ─ open.

017. liability ( m/f ) ─ muse é uma das únicas pessoas da cidade que sabe sobre as dificuldades que cheryl já enfrentou e enfrenta até hoje, como seu passado, sem envolver os segredos do circo, é claro. muse, então, tenta se aproximar dela de verdade, ser umx amigx com o qual ela pode contar com a ajuda, mesmo a mágica fugindo sempre disso por não querer se tornar um peso pra elx. ─ open.

018. you said forever ( m ) ─ muse é ex-namorado de cheryl. ela amava muse e por mais que odiasse pensar no futuro por preferir viver o momento, muse foi a única que fez com que cheryl fizesse um planejamento futuro ao lado de outra pessoa. mas o compromisso com o circo e os segredos de cheryl acabaram trazendo o rompimento do relacionamento (detalhes a combinar). ─ open.

019. good influence ( f/m ) ─ muse é aquela única pessoa que consegue colocar um pouco de juízo na cabeça de cheryl; as vezes é preciso pegá-la pela mão e explicar que certas coisas possuem quase cem por cento de chance de darem errado e que ela não pode fazê-las. é um tanto impressionante o quão poderosa pode ser a influência dx outrx porque, antes de fazer uma merda, ela pensa em muse — não que não vá fazer … mas, bem, o bom é pensar antes, né? ─ open.

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Black Dog

[ 𝐁 𝐋 𝐀 𝐂 𝐊 - 𝐃 𝐎 𝐆 ]

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The 21+ all-inclusive creative hub. Lurker friendly and fortified, we accept all writing levels above intermediate.

WHAT WE OFFER

• 21+ only community with optional age verification system. 

• Weekly writing prompts, challenges, games and Question of the Week. 

• Channels dedicated to all manner of topical discussion. 

• Optional ping roles for daily OOC / IC interactive and creative content. 

• LGBTQIA+ safe zone. 

 • Blacklist features; we do not tolerate bullying, targeted harassment nor abusive behaviour. Working alongside the community entails a wider spread knowledge on who to look out for. 

• Interactive OOC channels such as 'Tag Yourself' and 'The Daily Mood'. 

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• A positive space - alongside our positivity based channels, see 'Three Things', Black Dog cultivates a warmer, friendlier atmosphere. 

• Full creative features. With channels for references, sharing your writing (NSFW and SFW included), character bios etc, you can expect 24/7 inspiration. 

• Themed events and interactive channels - Christmas, Halloween and Birthdays will all be something to look out for. We look forwards to seeing you!

The B.D Team.

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sliding a good o'l inbox call. ( pls i wanna bother ppl )

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i had to find all on my own how freaking huge my banner looks 😭😭😭😭

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Some of y'all muses sets off this energy specifically out of him.

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laios with male presenters : " i just wanna be good buddies yeah, besties even. " performs ungodly mating rituals beyond human comprehension.