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kahrma-a · 1 year

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─── indie, private, selective rp blog for Nanno from Girl from Nowhere. Established November 2022. Penned by ROXETTE.

─── a study in: bringing karma to misdeeds (and sometimes good deeds too!), law of sacrifice, strange love, death after death, not knowing what you had before it's lost, cheating, manipulation, exposed hypocrisy, analysing emotions, jerk with a heart of gold, being ambiguously human.

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This blog is strictly for muns who are 21 and over. Chances are, I'm old enough to be your mom, so please respect that I do not want to engage with anyone below that age and even less minors.

This is not a follow for follow blog. I’ll follow back if I feel our muses could have interesting interactions in some shape or form, or because I really enjoy the content of your blog and your writing, so I’ll be lurking for a bit before contacting you. In that same vein, if you unfollow me please soft block me.

I personally do not have any triggers.However be advised that this blog can be triggering. Themes portrayed can and will be dark at times. I tag triggers as word tw. If there’s a trigger you’d like me to tag, don’t be shy to message me! I AM NOT MY MUSE AND SHE IS NOT ME. I do not condone the themes portrayed nor what my muse may do/say.

Banned Fandoms: 13 Reasons Why. Euphoria. Stranger Things (unless I know you or you were recommended by someone I know well). Banned FC’s: Real people and historical figures. (Using Markiplier as your fc for your muse is fine, but if you roleplay as Markiplier himself, that's a big nono for me unless it's one of his roles/characters.)

I will not tolerate hate of any kind of hate on my dash. Anyone partaking in sending hate, slandering someone in any shape or form, and perpetuating drama, as well as vagueing, will be instantly blocked. This also applies to anyone creating callout posts that hold no proof but hearsay. And I will not, under any circumstances, reblog a callout post, so don't bother asking me to do so.

I’m very opened to ships as this blog is multiship. In fact, I love them! That being said, I retain the right to be selective on who I ship Nanno with. I’m always looking for chemistry first. But don’t feel intimidated by that! Sometimes the spark happens at the least expected moments! I will not write any smut on this blog, as while Nanno is clearly much older (she doesn't age), she still passes as a 16/17 year old.

I am slow. Especially at the moment, as my health has been on the decline the last few months. I can take a day, or a month to reply, but know it does not ever indicate how much I like a thread. I go by inspiration in that moment I'm sitting at the computer. I prefer quality over quantity. Sometimes I can write novels, other times, hardly anything.

I practice mains, and I'm giving exclusives another try. However, earning exclusivity is difficult, I won't lie. I need to know you well and trust you. It's something that has burned me in the past and I'd like not to repeat that. For now, since this blog is very new, I have no mains or exclusives.

Most graphics and icons have been made by me unless stated otherwise and are not for the taking. Headcanons are not for the taking either. Artwork made by me is not for the taking either. Icons, dash icon, carrd && mobile/pinned: me. psd used: jaynedits

Lastly: be good. Be excellent with each other. Don't start drama with me or my friends. Stay away if you support homophobia, sexism, ageism,p*dophilia, incest, etc... you get the gist. Basically, just be a decent human being, and treat others as you'd like to be treated. I know I may sound harsh with some of these, but I’m literally just a shy kiwi and chances are I’m more scared of you than you are of me. Thank you for reading through this 500 pages novel (SORRY ;_; ) and remember that I love you and you deserve the best!

#PINNED #DNI #04/04/2023

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mearihellalicious · 3 years

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It’s 4 o’ clock in the morning in the most humid city I have ever lived in. I was suddenly awakened by a random noise outside my apartment. As a light sleeper, dozing off again is a hard thing to do. So,what would a solitary woman do at this time of the day? Reminisce. Think of the good old days.

Out of the blue, I stumbled upon my chat box. Heaps of ‘ancient’ talks strolled me down through memory lane. One particular conversation with a guy urged me to write this expressive piece.Perhaps this confession is no longer valuable now since it has been several ages ago, but the thought of penning down a revelation thrills me at this exact moment.

They say the best memories in a person’s life happen in high school — when we are too old for playgrounds but too young for night clubs. I can’t say it’s true for me, but I do have happy high school thoughts. We've been classmates for four straight years in high school. Back then, we were paired up through the matchmaking prowess of our classmates. They assumed we looked good together, that we had ‘physical chemistry’, if that’s even a valid phrase to describe it.

True enough, you were quite a good-looking guy but I was not attracted to you in the slightest bit. Nevertheless, you were the kind of guy who knew how to carry yourself in the most desirable way possible. You were always neat and sweet-scented. You could pull off a white shirt and jeans outfit and would simply look gorgeous.

All throughout my mundane high school life, you consistently made me feel ‘special’ but I hardly cared at some point. The way I treated you was on a mood to mood basis. At times, I rode along with your trips, no matter how strange; other times, I felt irritated with your insistent presence. Sometimes, we seemed to be getting along pretty well; most times, I argued with you and ignored you for no acceptable reason at all.

During summertime, we communicated through text messages or landline calls. I could recall how bipolar I was by asking you to move on from me and promised to remain friends once classes start in June. But the next day, we would cry over the phone, asking each other to hold on to whatever we have — although I didn’t know what was the most appropriate term to label that kind of relationship. We seemed to be more than friends but less than lovers.

As each year passed, we became closer to each other. I was aware of how you felt about me. Everyone else in the class knew it too since you were vocal about it. Yet I didn’t take your emotional state seriously. I would talk to you only when I felt chatty or when I needed something. Every time it rained, you would take your polo shirt off to cover me so I didn’t get wet. Whenever I was hungry, you fed me. Goodness, you were a selfless man!

But then again, I took you for granted because I was eyeing on someone else. I had a lot of silly crushes, not to mention, I went crazy over them. You made me know how jealous you were of the guys I fancied but it was no big deal for me. You quickly became just an option. Despite myself, you stayed still.

Then one day, I was walking alone around the campus, a group of freshmen were calling my name. One of them introduced herself to me. She told me she was your sister. I didn’t realize until then that she was attending the same school.“You’re Ellen, right? My brother really likes you and even keeps your photo under his pillow,” she exposed. From that day on, we somehow became friends. She teased me an awful lot as she revealed all the weird things you did and just how much you adored me.

Every Valentine’s Day, you never ran out of romantic ideas. Although I was single, I never felt out of place. When I arrived in school, a small bouquet of flowers was already waiting for me onmy desk with a note or chocolates with it. You even baked cake for me when I requested it from you. However, on our last ‘Hearts Day’ in high school, things were different. Something happened two days before V-Day.

As an active girl scout, I normally spent my vacant time in that room exclusive for us. When we entered the room, my friend saw an envelope on the floor addressed to me and was signed as ‘secret admirer’. I didn’t believe it until I saw the letter and read it. It was about the sender’s love for me and the hope that I felt the same way. I was clueless who it was from but our classmates pointed their fingers at you. You stubbornly denied the claim saying, “It’s not me. Don’t flatter yourself!”

The next day, I found another letter from ‘secret admirer’. It was an acrostic poem of my name. The words were so deep and heartwarming that I could feel myself melt. Finally, on the 14th of February, another letter came. It was very simple — a whole sheet of bond paper filled with ‘I love you’. I thought there was nothing to it until I noticed there were some capital letters in them, which my best friend and I figured the message, “Please meet me today at the YES-O (Office) at 6 PM. I will be waiting for you. Please don't bring anyone. I want you to be solo. Don’t worry, I only want to introduce myself.”

I was sold to the belief that someone was playing a prank on me so I didn’t plan on meeting the sender.It was raining hard that day and we were having our daily girl scout formation at the oval field. Suddenly, you arrived and called out my name. I excused myself from the drill to meet you when you said, “Someone’s waiting for you at the office, why didn't you go?” “For real? I don’t care whoever he is,” I replied. Then with downcast eyes, you answered, “Honestly, it was me.” At that point, you handed flowers to me and I teasingly punched you in the arm. It felt so awkward that I rudely sent you home. That was our final romantic encounter.Before we graduated, we made a pact that if wewere both single by year 2019 (I’m not even sure of that anymore), we’d meet each other again at the Taoist Temple and we’d start things right.

Several months later, I got into a relationship. We didn’t see each other for quite some time and the communication spiraled from little to none at all.Surprisingly, on my first birthday after high school (since my birthday falls during summer), I was at home when a kid approached me and handed a letter with a rose and said, “Someone asked me to give it to you.”

As I learned it was from you, I ran hurriedly outside the house, hoping to see you again, but you were already gone. I was so moved knowing you still cared for me even when I was already dating someone. You went through all the trouble just to greet me. A few days later, I argued with you for what you did, for simply disappearing. As an apology, you paid me a visit and we chitchat over the pizza that you brought.

During college, we had separate lives. The last conversation we had in 2012 was about our plan of going abroad together, particularly Germany. You wanted me to meet your grandmother and you even said you would still marry me. Perhaps it was meant to be a joke, but I probably believed it at that time.

All of a sudden, you met your first girlfriend. I came out from two terrible relationships while you were in a blissful state with her. I saw all her posts of your little surprises for her, your sweet gestures. I knew the feeling too well and I understood how lucky she was. I felt nothing but pure happiness — that you finally found someone who could love you the way you were supposed to be loved.

Unexpectedly, I noticed that I could no longer see any of your updates in Facebook. I searched for your name and I realized I was already blocked. You unfollowed me on Instagram and you removed me as your Twitter follower. Complete loss of contact.

The last thing I heard was your relationship with her was going strong and you were intensely in love with each other. I used to envy her but I realized that no, I don’t wish to be her. I don’t deserve a man as great as you are. I might not be able to handle you. I only wish you all the happiness in this world.You may not be my TOTGA but you were my sweetest ‘what if’. I hope when you get married, you would at least invite me so I get the chance to witness the happiest day of your life. Yes, there was never an ‘us’ but there was you — someone who once in my life treated me right — because once upon a time, you were my fairytale.

PS. to whoever know him, please don't mention his name:)

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disastrousjest · 3 years

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Confessions of 2020..

(tw: covid mention, mental health mention)

I wanted to post a little something that might put out some insight for my followers, friends, mutuals alike. With the recent battle I had with some personal blogs attacking me over some posts I made because of the images, regardless of the purpose of the post. I just wanted to let everyone aware of why that sent me over the edge and why I handled it the way I did. Please note: I will not be apologizing for what I said, I do feel as though those that tried to reach out to me did not realize the purpose of the post. And while I understand now I should just tag things like that differently, I will not be apologizing for stating the fact that this is a rp blog and I do not appreciate personal blogs attacking me over something like that. That being said, I will not be bullied off tumblr or this account. Because I love JJBA and Joseph Joestar. So for future reference, if you don’t like my content, unfollow it. Don’t bother sending me nasty remarks because I do not have the time for those types of things. But I wanted to open the doorway to some insight for you all who have been paying attention or who just might care to know why I came off so incredibly outraged by that little bit. Because to me it was just the topping of a whole bunch of bullshit as is 2020. This whole shithole of a year began in March. I got promoted at work to salary. That’s 35k a year my friends and that’s a hell of an upgrade for someone who barely makes a living wage right now and came from a working poor family. I really thought my life was gonna turn around. For once my fiance and I wouldn’t have to struggle so hard and we could afford to do everything we talked about doing. Well guess what--2 weeks after the announcement of my promotion my work place shut down because of Covid-19. Nothing new, lots of people and places were shut down. So fine, it pushed back my transfer and such. That wasn’t a big deal. Enter June 2020. We re-open and my manager calls me into his office to talk to him about said mentioned promotion. They are suspending it, means it could be pushed back until we could lift the restrictions. Understandably so, I would just have to keep my old position, an hourly one, until they were called back. Now the months pass, June becomes July and enter August. I find out about a week before the company announces it at the start of August, the position I was promoted to has been eliminated indefinitely. There is a chance they could come back, but right now they have no idea when or if that’ll happen. Which means that whole part of my department no longer exists at my place of work. I mean it’s a good thing I had my hourly position to fall back into or I’d lost my job. But that salary raise? Gone.

Rewind back to July. I get very very VERY sick. And have to test for covid-19 the first time. Only because I am so sick and have a roommate with asthma I have to quarantine myself for 14 days. So 14 days I am locked in my bedroom alone, sleeping alone after 3 years of being with someone in bed. My meals are being left at the door for me and the only room I am allowed to enter is the bathroom, but only after it has been sanitized. Only for my results to come back negative. And now... we enter September 2020. Two major things started in September. The first, our old, senior dog became very ill. Started losing weight, wasn’t eating, losing hair, etc. So we knew his time was coming soon enough. Mid-September, I wake up one morning while our dog is dying mind you, and I cannot move my body from the waist down. Every time I tried, I’m greeted with a shot of pain straight up my spine that feels something like a hot poker being stabbed right through my spinal cord. Very very painful. I end up bed-ridden for a day or two because I cannot move. So once the pain subsides, I go see a chiropractor. Shocking (not really) announcement that my sway back--to which I was diagnosed with 10 years prior from a bad car accident--has gotten worse. What does that mean exactly? Well--my spine bends in like a S for those who don’t know, which means my lower back dips inward deeper inside my body and my tail bone curves out. Now along that dip there are 3 or 4 vertebrae that are especially messed up. The bones have become staggered out of place on top of one another, just from the muscles pulling the bones out of shape since my spine doesn’t flex the way it’s supposed to anymore. (And it hasn’t for years). The pain before this was tolerable, it would ache from time to time but never like this. Now I am crippled more or less. Here’s what that means: my mobility became extremely limited. At first in the am when I woke up I couldn’t move from the waist down for the first hour or two after I woke up. Then when I was finally able to move, I had to use my forearms to literally drag my lower body upright (still painful). Once I was able to manage that, I had to gage how strong my legs were to support my weight. And at first walking wasn’t terrible, but as the treatments began--doctor appointments, spinal adjustments, and physical therapy--to correct my spinal issue, nerve damage became clear. So now on top of this horrible pain, I had to deal with weak legs. Because of nerve damage, my right leg especially became weak. On days my back would hurt especially bad, my right knee would collapse out from under me. Which meant falling to the ground and not being able to stand up or walk for sometime there after. Now imagine dealing with not being able to support your own body, not being able to hardly walk and your dog dying at the same time. So while I”m trying not to focus on the fact that my mobility is limiting me on what I can and can’t do, my fiance is upset about this. Our dog (then weighed about 100 or more pounds) could no longer walk either. His back legs and hips were giving out as his health declined. I did not have the strength in my own legs to help carry him because his weight hurt me too much and would cause me to collapse. I had to watch my fiance struggle with this practically all by herself while I sat on the floor, only able to use my arms to help with what I could because my legs and back were too weak to do the work. This carried on into October. Our dog passes away and that alone is hard for me. I still kind of wonder if I wasn’t so weak when he got sick if I could have helped prolong his life just a little longer. I couldn’t hardly look at him when he passed and I couldn’t look at anyone else. I was very angry that my legs and back had failed me. They had failed everyone. So yes, that weight still lingers over me. It was so bad that when it came time to take turns digging his grave, I struggled with the shovel. Because I couldn’t stand up or be bent over to move the dirt, I got on my hands and knees and I took that shovel in my hands and used my arms and shoulders to dig. I wasn’t going to continue to be useless because of my limited mobility. I felt I already let him down and everyone else by not being able to help take care of him while he was still alive and sick. This was the least I could do. November comes. Things are calm now, for a while. Not bad. I finally get some braces to help with my back issues (which still continue). I keep on with my physical therapy, trying to heal and help my fiance through her mourning over the dog. My mobility slowly begins to improve, though the doctor informs me it will be a very slow process. Small steps he says. But he is still confident he can fix my spine without back surgery so I can walk again, like a regular person. The limit I am able to stand and walk increases with the help of my braces and I begin taking herbal supplements and drinking herbal teas to increase the rate of my recovery. It seems to be working better than over the counter medication. The rest of 2020 seems promising. Here comes December. On the night my fiance and I decide to go out on a date to celebrate our 5 years together. I get a phone call from work. One of my co-workers tested positive for Covid-19 and I was exposed. I am now suspended from work without pay until my test results come back negative. A real mood killer for the night. It gets better, we get home and despite the dinner being pretty somber the rest of the night seems fine. We watch movies and spend time together, finish wrapping gifts for Christmas. Then we realize the cat is missing. He’s been missing all day and all night. Nobody has seen him. Two days prior, I had taken my cat to the vet because he was sick. Again, weight loss, losing hair, etc. I was worried he may be sick. Well it’s cold outside and here it’s been snowing so it’s very cold. I set something of mine outside and a literbox for smell. And then a plate of food. ....that was almost 4 days ago. There’s been not a sign of him. I called the county shelter and they didn’t have him. My fiance suggests he was sick so... maybe he got out of the house and went somewhere to die. My gut tells me he’s not coming back. And my heart is breaking, again. Again. I am wondering if I did something wrong. If I would have kept a better eye on him, I knew he wasn’t feeling right. I somehow feel like I let him down. And then I logged into tumblr and saw those comments. Those asks people were sending about the damn images I posted for the 12 days to Christmas. And they just kept coming. I deleted the other ones, I stopped replying to them and finally just deleted the post. The Christmas spirit had been sucked out of me. I feel as though the world has began to mock me for believing the year could get better back in November. I know one thing, the holiday won’t be as bright this year. Not for me. I hope everyone stays safe and has a good holiday. Maybe 2021 will be more promising, but I”m not banking on it. Not anymore. Thanks for reading. I hope you all understand now why I have been so slow with my replies lately. As my mood goes up and down because I have been struggling with the weight of all this and depression, just trying to hang on from losing hope that for one I will be able to walk again normally and then just the loss of my animals... everything. I can’t write and I refuse to send bad quality responses and starters for you all. I hope this puts some insight on why I was so horribly upset the other day. So thank you to all my friends and everyone who has been so patient with me on all my blogs. Jotaro (dmgdstar) and Johnny (rotatingstar) and this one of course. I will be catching up to everything very soon. I’ve already made a good dent in them. Your patience is always appreciated.

#ooc #L speaks #my 2020 confessional #this is my yearly story #just a fragment of my cursed life

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ray-the-fanatic · 4 years

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Fluffevmber prompt: Hurt/comfort 1/2

(I’m doing another one for this prompt)

Am I allowed to want more?

Characters: Mark beaks and Falcon Graves (ship but more platonic and hints at romantic feelings)

Warning: Alcohol mentioned, Sex mentioned and some mild cursing.

Ao3 link ________________________________________________________________

Mark was being especially Mark like today Flacon noted as he watched the young parrot move around his office building. He waited for him by the elevator watching him zip around on his hoverboard board as he took time to great his employees and start making his demands for coffee and food orders.

Falcon had still been kind of new to the job but at this point, he was used to his boss's antics. It was interesting to get to observe him like this over the past few months. Mark was well many things. Falcon could admit a few good things about him he got people pretty well. Despite his image and mistakes, his employees seemed content working here. Mark seemed to know how to run the business as well. Offering many benefits no other workplace was likely to have but seemed to be benefits to those working here. Made work less like a trap and more inviting. Mark was actually smart when he wanted to be.

Since he’d been around him for a while Falcon and gotten observant on his boss, of course for professional reasons he always assured. Best to learn one's habits and quirks so you can notice any changes. Like if Mark was secretly being held hostage he could do something that would be a sign to Falcon to know something was wrong. Not that Falcon would allow any harm to come. Professionally speaking of course. Mark, however, seemed off this morning normally he just told everyone when he wanted his 7:15 coffee instead the women asking about it more confirmed if he wanted one at that time. Mark was just staring down at his phone when nodded and gave his usual cool, cool line. Clearly not listening.

He finally got to the elevator and got in along with Falcon. Falcon glanced over to Mark as he was scrolling away on his phone. He hadn't heard the usual tapping sound he associated with Mark. When he looked down a bit more to see the screen, he could tell Mark was looking at someone else's profile. Mark was in some pictures with them and those were the ones he seemed to click on. It seemed like he was removing the highlighted text for his username.

Mark was quick to scroll back up to the profile and Falcon watched him hit the unfollow button. Quickly Mark moved off the profile happening to catch Falcon starting.

“What’s up Gravesy?” He asked “getting caught in my good looks again?” Mark teased

Falcon looked away and gave a slightly annoyed growl maybe he was overthinking it. Falcon wasn't too sure why it was weighing on his mind. He was reluctant to be Mark's bodyguard in the first place. The pay was convincing though. It came with some odd requirements like living with his boss but because of that, he was exposed to Mark's habits more than anyone. So he knew when Mark went into his office while turning his phone off. That something was going on.

Mark stayed quite the way back home Falcon on a normal day would have liked the peace. Mark seemed like he could talk for days and at best Falcon only understood a fraction of what he said. But it kind of bothered him now not to hear the usual parrots flare. Having to question if he cared about Mark for that to be a reason why. He pulled the car into the driveway and Mark pulled out his phone glancing at the screen.

"Mr. Beaks?" Falcon asked slightly gripping on to the steering wheel.

"Mark" he was corrected flatly.

"Right Mark." Falcon was still getting used to the casual way of addressing him as he cleared his throat "are you alright?"

Mark looked over to Falcon "uh?"

"You just seem well not your normal self," Falcon added on

Mark seemed stunned for a moment as he looked back at Falcon. He sat in silence for a bit searching for the words then quickly plastered on his insufferable grin to cover up the last expression as if it never showed.

"Aw what's this? does big tough Gravesy care about me?" Mark said teasing the older bird now.

Falcon rolled his eyes and fixed the parrot with an annoyed glare. But, part of him kind of felt relief with how his mood turned around. Seeming more like his usual self now. The mocking was still irritating though so he got out.

"Nevermind my mistake your still a thorn in my side."

Mark opened his door slightly so he could poke his head out "wait Gravesy we were having a moment." He said smiling as he clearly heard Falcon make an obscene threat under his breath while walking away from the car. Mark was smiling still watching him grumble. Then faded a moment as he thought to himself. He was about to speak up but his phone started to ring. Mark looked at it and groaned as he went to answer it stepping out of the car now.

"What now?" He said as he slammed the door shut and leaned back against it well listening to the voice on the other end.

Falcon watched him from the door as his mood again changed. Then headed inside decided to stay out of it when Mark's voice started to get louder. Something about unfollowing because they have no right to be connected to his name. He paid no mind feeling it wasn’t worth any concerns.

Something he regretted later when he heard a loud crash that interrupted his sleep. Falcon shot up quickly, it was a shattering sound meaning glass. Was someone trying to break in? He tossed his covers up and got out of his bed. His first thought was to check on Mark. But, a quick peek told him he wasn't in his room. So he decided to go for the sound instead chances were Mark caused it.

Falcon sighed a bit he was pleased to be correct but at the same time annoyed. As he was watching Mark wobbling on a chair he stacked up on different piles of books in front of the cabinets of his wet bark. Seeming to try and get a bottle on the self that he couldn’t reach on his own. Falcon calmly walked over mentally timing his approach as he held out his arms in time for Mark to fall into as he fall back. Just as the chair wobbled and swayed back. Falcon as well lifted up his foot to the chair to stop it from tipping over, getting it to straighten back up on the books.

"Oh hey buddy!" Mark yelled out like he almost didn't crack his head open on the tile floor. A strong hint of alcohol hitting Falcon's eyes when he spoke.

Falcon set him back to his feet and took the chair off the stacks of books. Looking around to get an idea of what happened as he found a broken bottle on the ground. Falcon could pick up the scent of alcohol from it too. As he could hear Mark struggling with bottle of whiskey he managed to get before nearly falling over. Guessing Mark bumped it out of the way when trying for the one he had now.

"Are you drunk?" Falcon asked as he stood back up finding a dish rag nearby and simply dropped it on the floor to soak up the mess for now.

"No, I'm in the middle of getting drunk. Big difference." Mark corrected as he got the bottle opened up smiling as he went down its contents.

Falcon took it from his hand before he could.

"Should you really be drinking when you have work tomorrow?" Falcon asked or more advised.

"Wouldn't be the first time" Mark confessed as he took the bottle back "just turn up my beaks charm. No one notices anything about me, like always. Full proof."

Falcon raised an eyebrow with the tone Mark used despite how cheerful his face looked. Then grabbed the bottle again setting it up on top of the cabinet. Getting a slight boo from Mark.

"Why do you need to be drunk?" Falcon asked piecing things together.

“You wouldn’t get it.” Mark stated as he crossed his arms over his chest and leaned back against the counter with a huff.

“Let me guess for the awful mood you’ve been all day?” Falcon said as he started picking up the books. “You act like a goddamn kid sometimes instead of “

"Because drunk means no feelings to think about." Mark answered interrupting Falcon.

"Feelings?" Falcon managed to ask a bit shocked at the reaction starting to set the books up on the counter.

"Yeah stupid things that make you act weird and tell your causal partner you might want to be more and then they just leave in the middle of" mark trailed off a moment "a certain um ya known thing people do at night sometimes in a bed sometimes in a car.” “Sex?” Falcon said asked then felt a bit of something, maybe empathy when he saw Mark just nod. Ouch making a bit of a narrative for himself to understand what happened, he wasn’t going to make Mark confirm it. He wouldn’t even want to admit that if it happened to him.

“Because I ruined things by being weird and I want to forget it for just a bit.” Mark continued on still answering Falcon’s question. Mark sighed as he was digging his fingers into his jacket sleeves gripping the fabric tightly. Seeming like he had a million thoughts processing at once as he found a random tile to focus his gaze on.

Falcon reached back into the cabinet and retrieved the bottle he took away. Then snagged two cups as well. He poured a bit of whiskey into each one then offered one to Mark.

“A little is fine I think.” he said to him when Mark looked at him in question.

Mark took the cup and just stared at it a moment before he raised it to his beak and slung it back quickly. As if it was going to solve something only to give a disappointed stare back at the empty glass. Hearing what he was sure was a slight chuckle from Falcon next to him. The larger bird joined Mark and leaned back against the counter slightly brushing against Mark's arm. Falcon’s presence was something he was used to now but this was a bit different. It was warm. Mark liked noise from the sound of his own voice to the most recent dubstep track. Yet, this moment of silence wasn’t tense or heavy. He found a bit of clarity in it even.

“Why would that be weird?” Falcon asked as he gently swirled his drink in the glass breaking the silence between them.

“Uh?”

“You wanted things to be more with your partner?” He asked giving more clarity this time.

“People don’t date seriously anymore it’s old fashioned not trendy, it's trendy to date around ya know.”

Falcon looked lost. Mark didn’t really blame him maybe his age. Though Mark wasn’t one to talk suddenly remembering that night when trying his best to sound loving when he whispered into Zeke’s ear. Met with a sharp push to the chest landing him on the floor. Then watching Zeke leave the room laughing almost.

“You seem to want that though.” Falcon pointed out pulling mark back from his thoughts again.

Mark paused a moment “I guess?” he was fine before but somehow that changed, when did he start wanting more? The casual thing was easy to deal with freedom to do what he wanted and if he felt the need he would just call someone up for a date or otherwise. Now he wanted more than that? It just kind of hit him that night suddenly.

“That’s what you said happened isn’t it” Falcon pushed a bit, Mark didn’t have to answer really he just thought some train of thought would help Mark focus instead. Having seen how his eyes kept darting around between gaps in conversation. Sometimes reaching up to pet at his break deep in thought.

“Yeah, I mean I guess. I don’t know.” Mark ran his hand through his hair messing it when his fingers combed through it. “I don’t know what happened, I thought I was fine like this, a few people in my contacts I could dial-up at any time.”

“So, is or was I suppose, this person special?”

Mark laughed “No, honestly nothing but a dick. As in personality.” Mark cleared up “we had just been hanging out a lot lately used to just be for casual meetups but we starting talking more...I kind of liked that. Talking to someone who listened.” kind of like now actually. The Parrot thought a moment. “It wasn’t about much really I got drunk and we were venting and he had my back on things..” Mark trailed off for a moment. “It was mainly superficial about my posts and image and his. I guess...I started to wonder if it could become?” he rubbed at the back of his head slowly processing.

“Personal?” Falcon cut in with as he set his now empty glass down on the counter

Mark just nodded. "It’s lame. I know just, I guess the idea of-"

"I don’t think that is lame.”

“You’ve dated?” Mark asked with a slight smile his mind already going wild with that information alone. Wondering how Falcon Graves acted with his significant other. Trying no to laugh as he imagined him cuddling someone tenderly or preening their feathers. His thoughts more going to all those softer expressions now. Feeling an ache in his chest.

Falcon rolled his eyes in response “not much but yes and nothing like you seem to partake in. I have had many good past relationships with my ex boyfriends.”

Falcon half expects Mark to make another joke or tease about how Falcon had feelings instead he had to make sure he heard what he did.

“Am I allowed to want more?” Mark was staring back at the ground holding a hand to his chest. Almost like he could feel the emptiness that was there. Slowly looked up at Falcon his eyes wide and shimmering slightly while trying to hold back the tears that threatened to fall at any second “You know someone to look forward to seeing every day. Someone easy to talk to, someone you always want to talk to and can’t wait to see. Who notices small things about you. It’s corny but I like that idea.” he said slightly forcing out a laugh to keep his tears back.

Falcon took a moment to think, Mark could be very annoying but he was vulnerable now so he wanted to tread carefully. He gently placed a hand on the parrot's shoulder hoping that counted for something. “Of course you can want more. Maybe just be more careful who you try pursuing it with? Maybe I don’t know, try someone who actually cares about.” “Yeah I don’t see those happening people care about the image of Mark Beaks, not the person. Not that you can really blame anyone. Mark Beaks isn’t really the greatest person just between us” Mark sighed “maybe I am a bit drunk.” trying to cover up for what he said.

“He’s not so bad”

Mark’s eyes widen hearing that

Falcon took his hand away after a moment. Feeling awkward now but cleared his throat before speaking again. “Even if it can be insufferable at times ... I much more prefer the usual Mark Beak’s trade make attitude?” He added trying to phase it how he thought Mark might.

Mark couldn’t seem to keep staring at Falcon anymore having to drop his gaze away. He could feel something else in his empty chest now but couldn’t place an emotion to it.

“And you know..I did notice something was off about you.” Falcon added not fully sure why as he also looked away picking his own tile to stare at.

Mark smiled a bit remembering earlier in the car “Aw Gravesy cares about me.” less obnoxious about it this time.

“Maybe a little.” Falcon said smiling.

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Been wanting to write these two for awhile and decided this would be the time to try. Any feedback is welcomed.

#fluffvember prompts #gravesbeaks #mark beaks #falcon graves #hurt/comfort #one shot #rayrambles #my writing

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archived-antolcgias · 4 years

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GUIDELINES && THE WRITER

WEPA, MI GENTE. I’m TULLIE and this is the real fast and quick guide to what I find ok, not cool or willing to roll with. Ask questions, whenever, if you got ‘em — it’s what askboxes are for, bebitos.

...COOL, WHO ARE YOU?

TULLIE— incessant writer, trained dungeon master, self-help advocate, pretty chill meme lover. Currently twenty-seven and residing in Puerto Rico (AST).

DISCLAIMER: NOT INTO SOMETHING HERE?

So, we’re all literal human beings who are VERY DIFFERENT. That’s not sad, it’s awesome. There are parts of what I like or don’t like, allow for or don’t allow for, that may not work with you.

Talk to me if you want clarity on an aspect of this page or to talk about wiggle room. If something here is a deal breaker for you then it’s ok not to write with me at all. For me, it’s not personal.

RULES OF ENGAGEMENT

Before we get into if you want to write with me — here’s some short and key ground-rules on interaction and being mutuals:

I follow people I know I want to write with. That’s my standard.

Go ahead and reblog posts you find here like music, memes, gifsets, and quotes, to name examples; I’ll only ask any personal headcanons for muses (canon-divergent or otherwise) not be reblogged.

I’m alright with you turning asks I answer into threads if you want to!

Things that WILL NOT BOTHER me: mutuals writing other partners with same or similar muses as mine or same face-claims.

Always, always, always feel free to ask me about any of my rules. I will be honest with you. It’s just easier. You’re not psychic so I will not judge you if something is misread or if I wasn’t clear in writing it.

AND, WHAT ARE YOU INTO?

My multimuse is an unplanned selection of muses I’m comfortable writing for. Some started as canon, and others as originals. I’ll write them all with anyone at all. For me, what universe my muse inhabits isn’t important but rather the chance to take the core of their character and explore it when writing with someone else and their muse(s).

Breakdown of what I’m into!

Whether a muse is original, or from television, film, literature, video games, podcasts, etc. if you like my writing style then come forward and let’s work together.

Bring me your universes, wish-lists and ideas! Send them through IM or in the [askbox]. We can develop meme by meme, thread by thread, or message by message.

I do and will write with duplicates of my muses (whether they’re the ‘same’ person or not). It makes for interesting angles and possibilities.

As an added point, if we play the same muse, feel free to reblog aesthetic things related to that muse from my blog. Just, don’t take my developed headcanons for them.

Dynamics I’m open to writing, plotted or pre-established: I will write a romantic ship as a starting point, or a pre-established relationship. We can test if the muses have chemistry. Friendship, rivalry or enemies as dynamics aside from romance. Also familial dynamics such as siblings or cousins, and also found or chosen family. Let’s headcanon it!

I write smut and will tag it NSFW on this page for easier blacklisting. If something is missed, then please warn me.

I understand and don’t mind if you don’t want to write with one of my muses with the FC used for them. That’s preference, and it’s cool by me. That being said, I may not reassign a new fc to them in another verse (it’ll be a case-by-case basis).

Send me observations if you think something I’ve written something that misrepresents a group (like a protected class) or is outright offensive. I’ve written and said ignorant things in the past, and knowing assigns me the responsibility to learn and do better.

OH, A NOTE ON EXCLUSIVES?

Here’s my stance on exclusivity:

Do not ask me to do this for you: singleship, exclusive ship, be mains, limit writing to you, limit writing to your muse, limit writing to your face-claim. Know, that I will not ask this of you.

I don’t do muse exclusives; meaning establishing one mun’s version of a muse as the only one I write with.

I also don’t single-ship, or endgame ship or exclusive ship. By this I mean, I don’t make lists of people for exclusivity nor will I ask to be added to someone else’s list. It doesn’t work for me as a roleplayer.

Any Exceptions? Yes. This is due to establishing trust and connection over years, and no I will not be explaining my criteria for it since it’s more personal.

AND WHAT ARE YOU NOT INTO?

Here’s a list on what I’m not into:

Darker storylines involving sexual assault, excessive gore, and/or excessive emotional trauma aren’t up my alley. I’m alright with these being key events that are involved in a muse’s history (as in yours).

I will unfollow you due to: rp drama or call-outs to avoid being exposed to drama.

Do not ask me to drop writing with someone else. HOWEVER, if that person does something questionable then giving me a heads-up is 100% ok and very appreciated. We have to handle things with a certain level of emotional control and balance. I’ll evaluate and make decisions right for me.

HOW CAN WE GET STARTED ON WRITING?

I’m a simple-ass person so:

MEMES is the best way for me! If we don’t have a shared universe just leave the meme and specify what universe (yours or mine) you’d like! It’s an awesome challenge for me, and a quick way to get acquainted.

Feel free to add scenarios and context to meme asks: are they in a specific location, are they allies, are they enemies? Try anything. I’ll always tell you if something doesn’t vibe.

I’m always saying leave me like ten or twenty asks. If we’re mutuals, then seriously just leave me as many as you want. Even if we haven’t written yet. Throw ideas at the wall!

If this works for you then it works for me too:

Prefer to headcanon for a bit? Then HIT UP THAT IM. I’m cool with talking and then writing things out.

#posting this here because this theme broke my pages #but at least i'll remember to update it once every 6 months #or once a year at least #if anything here makes you want to talk to me to hash it out THEN FEEL FREE #both new mutuals old mutuals etc #LAST RULES UPDATE: JUNE 2020

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bearofohu · 6 years

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Professor Layton Anime Theory - Luke’s Possible Betrayal (LMDA Spoilers!)

hi guys its luke today i’m making a callout post on luke

this is probably the most cursed theory i will ever create and i promise this is pure speculation, i don’t WANT this to happen i don’t think this SHOULD happen i know the layton community will systematically explode if it does so please don’t unfollow me i am a sensitive boy

summary of the theory: this theory analyzes the possibly of luke betraying layton in the relic stone mystery similarily to emmy based on several aspects of luke’s two appearances in the anime and what we know about the future of the anime so far.

warning: swearing, implications that luke is a good boy gone bad

ps: sorry for the typos im so fuckign tired

full theory under the cut!

alright, lets go lesbians

me and the bros were talking on the layton community discord, and i mentioned something that has been bothering me about luke, a theory if you will. @officialchampionred summed up my thoughts on my own theory pretty well after i told them about it

i originally was just going to not do anything with my speculation, but i figured since the one i made about luke being kat’s father was so well received, even if i ended up being incorrect, i would take another shot at a theory that i think has a good chance of being realized somewhere down the line

ok so the theory summary sounds like a load of baloney when you read it for the first time, right? well hear me out, because i have several points to bring up that may rattle ur bones. without further ado, here are the points:

1. Luke’s Design and its Similarity to the Relic Stone Thugs In Episode 10

im going to start with one point that several people have caught on with all ready, but i don’t think anybody has ever really tried to connect the dots here. so you know luke’s new design, right? the fedora, the jacket, very cute

EXCEPT

here is an image comparison of luke’s design and the outfits of the men, we’ll call them the fedora fellas, we see that attack by don paolo’s orders in the museum

now i know what you’re thinking, “that there is just coincidence” or, “THEY MUST ALL HAVE TO WEAR FEDORAS ON MONDAYS” but i assure you, the similarities here are not accidental. there’s just no way. the design team wouldn’t love the same horrible design enough to just use it on multiple characters just cause they want to. there is just no way this has no relevance.

while some accessories and colors may be different on luke and the men, the general design is still in place, especially with the hat being an exact copy every time. a uniform protocol is being followed here. luke is most likely not wearing choice clothes. this is a uniform, and the men are also following this uniform.

it’s also worth mentioning that even don paolo has a SORT OF similar design change to the color schemes we see in the henchmen and luke

its not entirely relevant, but the red color kind of fits the bill, and i don’t think they would also change paolo’s design for absolutely no reason.

@muzzable also made an amazing color comparison for this theory between luke’s uniform and the fedora fellas, so full credit there!

this image analyzes the color differences between luke’s outfit and the ones worn by those men. note that obviously its not exact, and its probably not supposed to be.

that’s because this is the shit akihiro doesn’t want you to pay much attention to while watching, and its WORKING.

this is so in the event of a betrayal it will smack you upside the jaw (my jaws been broken before, it hurts)

now another counterpoint could be, “maybe its relevant but it doesnt automatically mean that luke works with the fedora fellas or don paolo” and you’d be fucking spot on you funky little luke fanatic, but i got a lot more up my sleeve to tell you.

at the end of this theory, we’re going to move to discuss luke’s motives, but for now, we’re going to stick with the essential points. now we’re going to move onto point 2, which isn’t entirely as direct as point 1, but still holds relevance if you squint

2. Luke’s Nervous/Suspicious Behaviour in Episode 10 & ESPECIALLY 20

watch out, this point is the biggest one analysis wise

you wanna know something i noticed about episode 10 and 20?

luke looks and acts noticeably nervous in almost every scene he’s appeared in

for one example, did anybody else notice the repetitive anime sweat drop going on with no character BUT luke in episode 20, ESPECIALLY the closer they got to the relic stone chamber?

he’s sweating in a LOT of scenes, and on top if that, if you pay attention to his behaviour a lot of it is him just looking generally... worried. a lot of people discredit the anime sweat drop as a cosmetic trope, but a lot of animators actually use it to convey genuine fear or anxiety that offers hints to the direction of the plot.

it’s like he knows something we don’t about the relic stones, like he has something to hide, and he gets worse the further they go, like the closer they get to the relic stones the more nervous luke gets that he’ll have to betray the professor IN THAT MOMENT

and hershel isn’t worried or nervous at all because he TRUSTS luke and i know you could be like, “oh but luke, hes just a nervous boy” and thats all fair and good, we can safely say that luke COULD be a naturally anxious character, but these little details and luke’s general behaviour are VERY noticeable once you pay attention to them for the first time, and also the concept of him being a nervous character was never in place when he was a boy with no malicious motives that we’re speculating now

the pattern of looking luke generally troubled is also shown in episode 10, though perhaps not as noticeable as it is in 20.

while they’re discussing the relic stones and luke is explaning the situation to marina (who im pretty sure is not aware of luke’s outside motive), he gets a little nervous and hesitant when they start talking about why he was doing it. layton then finishes his sentence for him, saying it was for katrielle, indirectly saving luke from having to scramble for an explanation. he just looks OFF.

marina’s face is also the official mood for this post

anyway, level-5 loves using body language in their animations. in cutscenes, the characters often perform actions that define their thinking and their motive. for example, layton puts his hand on his chin and walks around, oh boy he’s going to expose someone. descole slams his hands on the piano keys in eternal diva, oh boy he’s pissed. layton points at someone, oh boy they’re the culprit.

was luke ever THIS nervous and hesitant in the games, when he was a boy? no, not passively nervous. he was only really nervous in the face of danger. as a boy, he was actually pretty confrontational and confident.

so why act so strange here? what changed?

luke looks pretty nervous in this anime, oh boy i wonder if there’s something bothering him that nobody knows about

i feel like now would be a good time to issue a disclaimer that also supports my points, this theory is NOT meant to imply, “oh luke’s a heartless bastard he hates layton and wants the relic stones for himself”

i have very little faith in the idea that, if luke is doing this, he would be doing it for himself, or because he wants to.

i’m confident in this theory, but im not confident that luke’s motives are just plain evil, because while his character can change and realistically SHOULD CHANGE, i don’t think he has it in him to just become evil. i think someone’s either forcing his hand (maybe similarly to clark’s situation), or giving him something he can’t refuse in return for layton.

but more on that later.

now we move onto point 3!

3. Key Hint Passively Given by Picarats

u guys know picarats, right? the guy that provides us with the streams, my bro, an awesome guy...

a guy that is in direct kahoots with level 5 and knows exactly how everything in the anime going to work out

beelieve it or not, picarats is actually a member of the discord server that i run (https://discord.gg/ZYxmPP) and he posts there occasionally. he’s pretty vocal with our community so it’s really not that much of a shocker that he would give us hints from time to time. we’re true bros. i love u my guy

but that’s not the point, the poINT, THE JUICY PART, the REASON why im bringing picarats up... is because he’s provided us with a crucial hint to support my theory, mainly during the episode 20 stream

THE KEY HINT THAT PICARATS HAS GAVE US WAS...

LMDA’s storyline, in its current form and in its future presumably, is a reflection of the events of Azran Legacy.

now this is something picarats DID say, though not entirely in verbatim, during the episode 20 stream. i promise u with every ounce of gay power in my body that he said that the anime’s storyline reflects azran legacy’s.

unfortunately, i do NOT have a screenshot because i was too busy having a psychiatric breakdown in the middle of the episode. if anyone took a screenshot of him saying that, pls send it to me, i will credit and love you forever. <3

that single hint during that stream is EXTREMELY crucial and most likely the most important one, it was one of the things that spurred my thinking about this theory, so essentially

BUT you may ask, lUKE, what is so important about the fact that the anime is supposed to mirror azran legacy?? whats the significance of that??

well.. u mere mortal... im about to give you a series of events from both azran legacy and LMDA

azran legacy was an adventure to discover the secrets of the azran, right?

right.

emmy, his loya resourceful assistant and friend of whomst he TRUSTS, is with him up until they are moments away from unlocking the secrets, right?

right.

then, this devastating shit happens.

youtube

emmy shows remorse for betraying layton but tells him she was doing it for someone else and wouldn’t have done it otherwise.

everyone dies.

are you following my thought process so far?

now lets go to LMDA’s current canon storyline

layton reunites with luke, who is acting nervous constantly and wears an outfit similar to the people who want the relic stones for malicious intent

layton, fully trusting luke, leave katrielle to go on an adventure to find the relic stones, a series of artifacts that are linked to the azran.

they go on the adventure and then become moments away from unlocking the secrets of the relic stones

LAYTON GOES MISSING.

thanks picarats, that single sentence you said in a stream has turned me into a conspiracy theorist

are we broken yet? are we all nice and broken yet?? good. now we get to talk about LUKE’S POSSIBLE MOTIVES.

Luke’s Possible Motives for Betraying Layton

now this is yet another juicy part of the theory, and probably where the biggest counterargument might come into play, which is:

“bUt LUkE WoUld NeV ER dO tHAT”

bUT i will give you my theories on luke’s possible motives for concocting a scheme that wild, but before i do, i would like to give u a memorable quote from clove dive that basically sums up the point im about to make:

we, as a fandom, are collectively forgetting that it is unrealistic to think luke has barely changed in terms of personality and motive

do i blame us? no. after all, we’ve known luke as an innocent boy for about 11 years now.

hino knows this. hino knows how good we think luke is. that’s why i said that his attempt to make us ignore the hints is WORKING.

and like i said, i can’t blame any of us at all for wanting to believe that luke hasn’t changed, but its simply unrealistic.

as much as we don’t like to believe it, luke and layton have basically barely if not at all interacted for several years up until this point

luke is not a boy. something about luke has changed.

and this theory attempts to connect just what that change might be.

like i said before, i wholeheartedly disbelieve that in the event this theory is accurate, luke has ‘turned evil’ just like we all believe emmy didn’t turn evil.

they were forced to do it for something that they deeply cared about.

they were forced to betray their friend for something bigger.

and i think that’s a damn exhilarating plot device.

Conclusion

now you might have guessed that in this point in the theory i’ve gone from being serious into shitposting as my thought process usually does, and also i’ve been working on this since 3 AM, so im gonna go ahead and wrap this up with a disclaimer before you throw a chair at me.

i am in no way implying that this is canon or SHOULD be canon. i love luke and don’t want to see him betray layton, but this theory is meant to purely speculate the possibilites of the future of this anime

in a nutshell...

its just a theory.

A GGAAMMEE TTH E EE O RR Y.

#professor layton #pl #lmda #lmj anime #layton anime #layton theories #layton anime theory #hershel layton #luke triton #shut up luke #luke's crackpot theories

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sixpenceeeharms · 6 years

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Responding to a year’s worth of hate mail

lol it’s been a while since we ventured into the inbox. here’s a selection of the hate mail we’ve received.

all of these have usernames attached because we have anon off, but since I don’t necessarily trust everyone who reads this not to send (arguably deserved) hate, I’m not including the names. you’re welcome.

Thats why all u can call out are sources and “art theft” Ur legit jus mad bc u dont have anywhere near as many followers as they do. Grow the fvck up, man, and act ur age.

you first. make sure to pay attention in your 3rd grade spelling class! it’s really important to learn how to write properly. :)

People need to grow a spine and stop being so butt hurt by every little thing. I do agree that art 6p uses needs to be correctly sourced and credited to the OC, but sometimes it can be hard finding a credible correct source to a specific image

oh my god. you’ve made a medical breakthrough. you’ve managed to figure out spinal regeneration AND a solution to the opioid epidemic??? get this person a nobel prize!!!

also here’s how to find the source for an image it’s really not that hard

There are no sources for some of sixpence’s stuff I’m calling the cops

don’t forget to call a whaaaambulance too we need to be hospitalized from that sick burn

I love how you guys take stuff out of context! Like my favorite is people correcting you on stuff sixpenceee said and you calling it harassment, super funny keep up the great comedy!

thanks! so nice to see our work is appreciated :)

Get over it!

get over what. you need to be more specific. get over a nearby mountaintop? get over our own past hangups? get over what Joss Whedon did to Natasha Romanoff? because that last one is never going to happen.

c'mon dude, grow the fuck up . you're probably some little baby who's sad that she gets more attention then you do. boo fucking hoo. you're a god damn child

you can tell we aren’t babies because we’re allowed to say “fuck”

After looking through your "evidence" to all the things you claim sixpencee to do and be, the only thing I've seen is that your nothing but a typical Tumblr social justice extremist who wants attention. You don't wanna close this blog? The fucking fine, Tumblr will be more than happy to do that for you since this blog is meant to target someone. You should be ashamed of yourself.

we’ll add “be ashamed of ourselves” to our to do list, thanks! quick question tho. is “the fucking fine” a new tax on nsfw posts? b/c that’s quite an innovative way to deal with pornbots that I think legit should be tried.

I feel like you're a sad person if you have to have a blog about someone you don't like. Obviously, you being negative about sixpenceee being negative doesn't make a positive. I hope you find happiness and someday you're able to not waste your time analyzing and scrutinizing a blog every day.

if making a blog about someone you don’t like makes you a sad person, what does sending hate mail to a blog you don’t like make you?

certainly not a good person, that’s for sure.

yoo, i understand that you don't like her blog (it's quite clear), but was an entire blog dedicated to shitting on her reall neccessary? You're not exactly making anyone happier, it's more along the lines of ruining someones blog. Some of your 'proof' posts trot into special snowflake territory (hate me all you want but it's true) and it's a valid argument for the people that can actually accept mistakes and move on. Call put her mistakes sure, but you're really dragging them out too far.

yeah, it’s necessary, because a lot of the people who call sixpenceee out end up deactivating / removing posts because they get inundated with hate from sixpenceee’s fans.

also we’re not the ones ruining sixpenceee’s blog. she’s doing a great job of doing that herself; we’re just shining a spotlight on it.

I just think there are far worse people in the world, and sixpence could really be a pretty agreeable person with just a different perspective and different environment around her than you or others. But are those differences enough for us to completely demonize her and instead not try to relate to her enough to level with her and communicate on a more constructive basis ?Aren't there worse people in the world that need exposing versus just a girl who likes to post over related things?

this just in, supporting child slavery is not problematic, it’s just a different perspective!

I don't want to defend sixpence but this blog really isn't productive in the slightest. Maybe people will unfollow on the off chance they run into your blog? Or...You COULD do normal things like contact the authorities, report literally every chance you get (since you clearly you have the free time). If you're not going to actually do something then you're part of the problem. A little blog won't even dent the change you want to make.

you think we haven’t reported sixpenceee’s bullshit? tumblr doesn’t do shit about it because she’s one of their most popular bloggers.

and I dunno, the 200+ positive messages in our inbox thanking us for making this blog mean something. not much, but something.

Do you seriously have nothing better to do than to have a blog dedicating to defiling another blog?? Like why???? You COULD just unfollow her and go about your life instead of being extra and making a blog about your teenage angst

ngl I love that you used the word “defile”. it’s a fantastic word that’s really underutilized

Woowwwwwww someone pissed in your cheerios lmfao

...I was wondering what that taste was. thanks for clearing up that little mystery!

You have too much time on your hands lol

thank you for reminding me of the absolutely awful movie In Time. please don’t steal my time, I need that.

This is beyond stupid. I love Tumblr cause we can post whatever we want and show others who we really are. I can't do this on Facebook lol so why go after someone who wants to post whatever they want or interested in?? There is no harm going on. I think your just jealous. If you don't like the posts then just don't follow the person. Making a page about how much you don't like sixpence is very immature!

we’re also posting what we want and showing the world who sixpenceee really is. freedom of speech doesn’t just apply to people you agree with, you know.

Forgive me if I misunderstand, but what is the goal here? To get her page taken down? Why are you spending so much energy to call out one person for their, frankly, common misconceptions and issues? Wouldn't it be easier to hide her content from your own viewing so that you don't have to see it? Couldn't you give her your grievances directly? I mean ultimately it's about whatever makes you feel better. No one can stop you, but you also gotta know that you can't necessarily stop her either.

check the FAQ for our goals.

and sixpenceee is notorious for ignoring people who don’t kiss her ass

and you’re right. you can’t stop us now cuz we’re haVING A GOOD TIME HAVING A GOOD TIME!!

ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ

#mod ghast #haters #lol it's been so long i can't remember what tags we used

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antolcgias · 4 years

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rules && how to interact

...COOL, WHO ARE YOU?

TULLIE— incessant writer, trained dungeon master, self-help advocate, pretty chill meme lover. Currently twenty-seven and residing in Puerto Rico (AST).

DISCLAIMER: NOT INTO SOMETHING HERE?

RULES OF ENGAGEMENT

Before we get into if you want to write with me — here’s some short and key ground-rules on interaction and being mutuals:

I follow people I know I want to write with. That’s my standard.

Go ahead and reblog posts you find here like music, memes, gifsets, and quotes, to name examples; I’ll only ask any personal headcanons for muses (canon-divergent or otherwise) not be reblogged.

I’m alright with you turning asks I answer into threads if you want to!

Things that WILL NOT BOTHER me: mutuals writing other partners with same or similar muses as mine or same face-claims.

AND, WHAT ARE YOU INTO?

Breakdown of what I’m into!

Whether a muse is original, or from television, film, literature, video games, podcasts, etc. if you like my writing style then come forward and let’s work together.

Bring me your universes, wish-lists and ideas! Send them through IM or in the [askbox]. We can develop meme by meme, thread by thread, or message by message.

I do and will write with duplicates of my muses (whether they’re the ‘same’ person or not). It makes for interesting angles and possibilities.

As an added point, if we play the same muse, feel free to reblog aesthetic things related to that muse from my blog. Just, don’t take my developed headcanons for them.

I write smut and will tag it NSFW on this page for easier blacklisting. If something is missed, then please warn me.

OH, A NOTE ON EXCLUSIVES?

Here’s my stance on exclusivity:

Do not ask me to do this for you: singleship, exclusive ship, be mains, limit writing to you, limit writing to your muse, limit writing to your face-claim. Know, that I will not ask this of you.

I don’t do muse exclusives; meaning establishing one mun’s version of a muse as the only one I write with.

Any Exceptions? Yes. This is due to establishing trust and connection over years, and no I will not be explaining my criteria for it since it’s more personal.

AND WHAT ARE YOU NOT INTO?

Here’s a list on what I’m not into:

I will unfollow you due to: rp drama or call-outs to avoid being exposed to drama.

HOW CAN WE GET STARTED ON WRITING?

I’m a simple-ass person so:

Feel free to add scenarios and context to meme asks: are they in a specific location, are they allies, are they enemies? Try anything. I’ll always tell you if something doesn’t vibe.

I’m always saying leave me like ten or twenty asks. If we’re mutuals, then seriously just leave me as many as you want. Even if we haven’t written yet. Throw ideas at the wall!

If this works for you then it works for me too:

Prefer to headcanon for a bit? Then HIT UP THAT IM. I’m cool with talking and then writing things out.

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15: what’s an M!A that would be fun to try out ?

in all honestly i dislike the idea of M!A – i never took interest in since i could never really see the logic in magically forcing a chance over a muse – usually those changes would be like gender bending the character, getting them pregnant… like, those are the major two i could remember and my perspective of this is that it’s rather amusing but unnecessary. if we want a sudden change, there is always a possibility of creating an au for it and throwing the character in a bizarre / unfamiliar situation, but forcing a change on the character themselves is rather… useless.

17: are you selective ?

very. my goal with this entire thing besides obviously having fun ( that’s the major thing for us all here ) is to improve our writing. often times we run into people with different view than ours, different ways of executing the enjoyment in the hobby and different ways of writing. i think that being exposed to various styles is nothing but beneficial however some people just seek different ways to please themselves through this hobby that i disagree with and even if i find it completely appalling we’re all entitled to do as we please ( as long as we don’t hurt others ) – so i am selective because i am interested in writing with people who get immersed deeply in their characters and storylines as much as i do, who want to give their characters their everything to develop a deep plot and so on. basically, people that share the same mindset as myself. but most importantly, people i know we can reach mutual respect with.

20: what’s something that would make you unfollow a mutual ?

there are quite a few things, i’ll list everything at the top of my head but in no order of importance, i think they’re all equally important to me and i will try best to articulate what reason i have behind those:

1: not tagging nsfw posts ( even if they’re only subtly nsfw – better safe than sorry ) and especially if they could involve a trigger of a source. for me it’s blood and if i don’t see people tagging appropriately even if there’s the smallest hint of blood, it makes me annoyed because it’s my trigger.

2: common courtesy: such as picture spamming – if you enjoy a lot of pictures on your blog, do it. i want to see writing, that’s all. --- plentiful out of characters posts – we don’t need an update of every little thing, trust me. if it’s worthy share it with the dash and let your followers enjoy, but don’t spam the dash with little things that are currently happening – give us the concise ��version of what we should know about the blog, we don’t need to know every step of the process, or what you had for breakfast, or what you feel like. i know this sounds harsh and i update my dash with things as well – but at least in my eyes we’re not hosting a personal blog but rather a writing blog. there’s a moderate amount of ooc posts that are alright, and there’s just being a personal. i’m not here for that, and if you are – continue doing so. --- reblog karma – 2019 and people still think their followers are a resource blog. there is absolutely no excuse in reblogging something from someone without sending it in. if for whichever reason in the world you don’t think you can send or just don’t want to, reblog from the source. only one click more, wouldn’t hurt anyone. it’s disrespectful as it shows you have no interest in writing or interacting with that blog, just use them for your own benefit and it clogs the activity.

3: lack of honesty. biggest pet peeve. ignoring attempts to write for whichever excuse. sometimes we do not get along, sometimes we cannot form a solid plot. sometimes life just gets in the way. but if you’re complaining over someone vexing you during plotting process or being unable to say you’re not interested is just… plain rude. if you ignore plots since they’re not romance based, or no character interests you, or i’ve said something that irked you – be honest. it’s the lack of honesty which gets to me the most. don’t say ‘oh but you did ___’ when confronted. be bold, stand your ground. tell the person they’ve violated your rules or hurt you or annoyed you when it happens, because if you do it only when confronted then it seems like a way to defend yourself in the moment instead of really addressing something that burdened you. a lot of arguments and drama is caused by miscommunications – that’s the benefit of this site that we’re all behind our screens and can easily block people if we’re unpleased.

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