#grey guy [ anons interact ]

[reindeer-dad]

Bedtime: Does your muse read their child to sleep? Are there any other bedtime routines they have? For Carol

That one Parent's Day ask meme from months ago. RIP.

Ooh hey, a rare Carol question! She has her own blog that's still under construction and intended to be a companion blog to this one, so I'm completely fine with answering questions about Carol on here. ^^

When Dess and Noelle were young and small enough to sleep in their parents' bed, Carol gave them belly and back rubs to soothe them to sleep. They were so tiny. It was hard for her to believe that such perfect little people came from her.

When the girls got old and brave enough to sleep in their own rooms -- and it was her turn to put them to bed -- the process of trial-and-error proved that Dess liked having lullabies sung to her and Noelle preferred praying with her mother before falling asleep.

[doodle-pops]

Modern AU: Brother’s Best Friend | They Get Jealous When You Bring A Boy Over

Headcanon: Maedhros, Celegorm, Fingon, Angrod, Egalmoth & Beleg

Request: How about this, remember your brother's bestfriend au with Beleg, Maehdros, Fingon, etc? How about the sister brings over a guy because she thought that the elves didnt have a genuine interest in her? And they get jealous. With all the same elves - Anon

A/N: It was a pleasure writing these headcanons for you, anon :) My stomach was performing cartwheels writing them jealous.

Warnings: female reader, heavily suggestive content, making out

‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ. Maedhros

Just your typical Friday night when he pays your brother a visit and the first sight he stumbles upon is you and some…GUY being all close and flirty with one another as if nothing ever happened between you two.

Being the eldest of seven siblings, his temper and jealousy control knows no bounds because has been through it all. So when he notices the interaction, he quietly shuffles aside to meet with your brother in his room and BOILS.

Y’all really thought Mae wouldn’t become jealous, especially after all those nights of spending hours in your room while your brother peacefully sleeps like a log? He wants to launch that guy out of the house like a javelin for simply breathing in your direction.

The entire time he’s in your brother’s room, he’s creating all the excuses to step out just to return downstairs so he can stalk the interactions until he can no longer take it and corners you the moment you step aside.

“I like your friend.” His deep voice startled you as he stepped into the kitchen after your friend ran off to the washroom. Mae’s eyes never left your figure standing behind the counter and shyly looking away as though you were caught committing a crime. You were in his eyes.

“Mae,” you softly replied with a scoff and a shake of your head. “It’s not what you think.”

“Then tell me what it is,” he growled.

Your eyes snapped upwards and met the darkened look in his eyes as he fought against the restraints he created whenever he was around you in the open. His silvery orbs were shifting into darker hues of grey, swirling around as his look morphed into jealousy with a touch of hunger. His footsteps were light and calculated as he slid into the kitchen and came to stand behind you, pushing a lock of hair away from your ear.

His towering presence and body heat radiating off him made your stomach flop and butterflies erupted. Just the mere act of him pushing your hair away from your ear left you anticipating. And you were lucky. His hot breath ghosted the shell of your ear as he craned his neck to match your height while he placed his right hand on the countertop to sandwich you.

“I’ll tell you what is. You want me to bend you over this counter like I always do and make him watch and listen as you moan my name,” he breathed while his lips brushed against the tips. “How can a guy not want you? Look at you, even I want you and I don’t appreciate competing for what’s already mine. So tell him goodbye because you already have a friend: a boyfriend.”

“Since when?”

“Since now.”

Feeling like all the air had been forced out your lungs from how hard you were breathing, your fingers curled into the countertop as the images began flashing across your mind like flashbacks. Gulping and managing to reply, you looked at him from over your shoulder. “If you’re jealous, you should just say so.”

“I’m not jealous, princess. I’m just claiming what belongs to me.”

‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ࣪ ִֶָ. Celegorm

All hell is going to break loose the moment he and your brother walk through the door and witness the sight of you and some random…GUY is all cute and playful. Standing close to each, bumping shoulders and laughing at his jokes.

It’s worse when your brother doesn’t even know who this GUY is, so this gives him the cue to step up and become the big bad wolf to cryptically remind you that he doesn’t tolerate it and you’re in trouble.

The first thing Celegorm could do is make himself known by standing as menacingly as possible in the area and STARE until you both become uncomfortable. Either you speak out on his actions or the boy, and if he does, Tyelko loves the direction the confrontation is heading.

You should count your blessings that your brother is present because he wants to know just as much as Celegorm does, and he’s also preventing Celegorm from flipping your house inside out.

His gaze was locked on you the entire time, wanting you to catch the hints that you weren’t going to be let off the hook for this stunt. “So who’s your lil friend over here?”

Rolling your eyes exasperatedly at the silver-haired oaf, you turned your head to cast an apologetic glance at your friend before introducing him. “This here is Nestaron, and he’s in the same year as me in uni. We have most of our classes together.”

Without missing a beat, Tyelko’s brows furrowed as he threw a questionable look at your friend before returning his focus to you. “Together? What do you mean by that kitten?”

With the simple use of your pet name, the poor boy inwardly cringed and felt like he was overstepping boundaries he didn’t know were up. His eyes were everywhere but you and Tyelko as he fiddled with his thumbs on the stool while you and your brother’s bestie were having a murderous stare-down. You couldn’t understand why he was being so negative about your friend when he didn’t even know the boy.

“Um…” Your head swivelled at the sound of your friend’s voice and watched as he hopped off his stool and grabbed his bag pack. “I’m gonna head out now. Sorry if I ruined anything between you two, I didn’t know you were together.”

“We’re not together.”

“Yes, we are!”

Nestaron’s eyes darted between you and Tyelko, while Tyelko and your gaze were locked on one another. His face wore a triumphant smirk while yours held disbelief at his jealous behaviour. In the middle of your stare-down, Nestaron ushered himself out of the kitchen without saying another word and departed from the house.

“What the hell is wrong with you?!”

“What the hell is wrong with you?! I come over and some random guy is being all flirty with you. Don’t even tell me that he wasn’t flirting because I know what flirting looks like. I do it with you all the time!” he whisper-yelled, finally entering the kitchen to corner you between him and the fridge. His forest eyes held anger and sadness in them the longer he held your gaze.

Fighting the urge to bite your tongue, you narrowed your eyes at him and craned your neck upwards to challenge him. “Why do you care so much?!”

“Because I don’t sleep around. If I do, it’s only one person, you. There’s meaning in that, but you haven’t recognised it yet,” he uttered softly whilst lifting a finger to caress your cheek. It wasn’t long before his gaze darkened as his words lingered in the air and his gaze fell to your lips. “So if I were you, I’d continue making your little meal while thinking about it because you’re gonna have to apologise to me later…night.”

‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ࣪ ִֶָ. Fingon

No, jealousy is not his favourite colour because green doesn’t go well with his appearance. He refuses to reach that level where his temper tips into becoming the green monster, so all he does is painfully observe with a fake smile and silently SIMMERS.

What he doesn’t know is that he is genuinely jealous the longer he stares at you and your new buddy outside, laughing and chatting away too close for his personal taste—he does notice the way your new buddy stares at you when you weren’t looking, and he isn’t happy about it.

His face contorts and his breathing quickens, and his focus isn’t even on your brother explaining some new game he’s been wanting. The entire time he’s calculating what and how to approach you without hinting that he wasn’t pleased with the interaction.

He didn’t want to appear like some jealous-possessive type of lover—he wasn’t sure if you considered him that—but Fingon knew that something had to be done to reaffirm his security when it came to your relationship.

Pleased to have found a moment to steal away from your brother, he manages to accidentally bump into you the moment you re-entered the house from the backdoor, leaving your buddy in the backyard. Noticing Fingon muttering to himself, you paused from entering the guest toilet and walked over to inquire.

“Hey,” you sang and tapped his shoulder. “You okay? Noticed you’re looking sad?”

Feeling your hand on his shoulder, he melted under your touch and swivelled around to face you with a nonchalant expression while he was dying on the inside. Eyes shortly roaming your figure, he took an up-close image of your attire and ground his teeth. “Yeah, I’m fine. Why wouldn’t I be?”

His left eye twitched.

Stifling a burst of laughter behind your hand, you tilted your head and teased—wasn’t a smart move on your end. “You haven’t spoken a word to me since you came over and I missed you. This isn’t because I brought my friend over?”

Fingon stifled his laughter—attempted to which came out like a scoff followed by a dark chuckle. He poked the inside of his cheek with his tongue before slowly biting his lower lip. “Now where’s the humour in that? What’s so funny about missing me when you invited your little friend out there to keep you company? You shouldn’t keep him waiting too long; he’s probably getting lonely.”

His inability to hide his jealousy while denying it was adorable the longer he pouted and hunched over the counter contemplating. It urged you to step closer and wrap your arms around his waist, moulding your body against his. “You’re jelly Finno. I told you, he’s just a friend. Only a friend.”

But Fingon knew otherwise, for in your friend’s mind, he considered you more than what you did. And much to his annoyance, Fingon was beginning to lose his patience from the way you were pressing against him, driving him insane with your sweet fragrance. Breaking the restraints, his hands found themselves cupping your neck and tilting your head upwards to meet his lips brushing against yours. He smirked at your sharp intake of breath.

“Jealous,” he purred. “If he’s just your friend, then you wouldn’t mind if I staked my claim right here and now?”

“We can’t do that right now Fingon.” You were trembling in his hold the more his lips brushed against yours.

“Oh no sweetheart, that’s for tonight when I have all the time in the world. For now, a little kiss,” he breathed raspy as his lips trailed past your lips, along your jaw and to the junction of your neck and shoulder. “Right here, where you can show it off for me, hm.”

Indeed his definition of a little kiss was a few scattered hickeys on either side of your neck for your friend to receive the message.

‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ࣪ ִֶָ. Angrod

He wants nothing more than to toss your friend out the front door by his collar like a javelin without hesitation. His anger is seething the longer he stands beside your brother being introduced like he’s a side character all of a sudden.

It’s worse when your brother shows clear signs of knowing about your friendship with your guy friend for some time. Angrod’s eyes are twitching, and he’s irritated that you would even consider another boy to be your friend when he existed.

Were his frequent visitations not enough to get it into your head that you were together? The entire time he’s in the house, his eyes are locked on your little friend, gaging his every move to ensure they don’t cross a line.

And the only line your friend managed to cross was the way his eyes would lock onto your figure as you moved around the house. Was the need for looking like some love-sick puppy necessary?

“I don’t like the way you’re looking at her?” Angrod grumbled as he sat on the stool on the other side of the island while his opponent sad on the opposite side returning a challenging smirk. “It’s quite disrespectful since she considers you a friend, don’t you think?”

“Says who, you? Jealous of a little competition? Afraid that I’ll win her heart with my charm and good looks?” your friend sneered and folded his arms to appear larger. He was lucky that you weren’t present in the kitchen as he and Angrod had their exchange.

“Someone who looks and is built like the Shoebill stork shouldn’t be boasting so loudly. I would humble myself if I were you,” countered Angrod with a triumphant smug while darting his eyes at the staircase to look out for your return. He’d hate to be caught arguing for your attention like some jealous child—he hated engaging in the act currently as they argued.

Feeling insulted, your friend cleared his throat and released a sarcastic laugh. He wanted to return an insult concerning Angrod’s looks, but the blonde was indeed too handsome to bring down. Instead, he changed the topic of insult to another. “Going for my looks is a bit low, don’t you think? At least I’m not the one parading around as Y/N’s fake boyfriend; hate to say it, but that’s all you’ll ever be.”

“Funny that as Y/N’s fake boyfriend, I get to be in her room every night and anytime I visit instead of being limited to the kitchen…” Hitting the roof of his mouth with his tongue, he threw a wink at his stunned opponent whose jaw visibly clenched at hearing the disadvantage he faced. There was no way for him to overcome this defeat; indeed he had lost the game. “As her fake boyfriend, I get to know her inside-out, and more. What do you know?”

“I–…I…”

“Nothing. So consider this a respectful warning. The next time she calls you over, don’t. Your intentions don’t match hers and mine.”

Before your friend could respond, your footsteps echoed in the distance as your feet came thumping down the staircase and bounding into the kitchen. The first person you walked past and greeted was Angrod with a blink and smile before turning to sharply raise your brows at your friend and heading into the fridge, unaware of the tense exchange they both had.

‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ࣪ ִֶָ. Egalmoth

The fact that you thought for a second that after all the ramping around the sheets you and Egalmoth did and STILL thought it wise to bring a male friend over was you setting yourself up for some punishment.

Egalmoth wasn’t going to let this go…until he assessed the situation and decided the outcome was justifiably enough to his liking. This included the entire build-up process of eyeing your friend down and turning his visit into 21 questions.

If you were going to bring someone over, at least pick someone worth being in your presence to make the repercussions lessen. Instead, you picked someone who couldn’t hold a candle to your flame and then dared to state to Egalmoth’s face that he was interested in you.

Egalmoth was ready to get this over with and done. He wanted this BOY out of your house and never to set foot inside here again while ensuring that this incident never happened again…with anyone else.

“El, what are doing?” you barked out in a muffled voice as his hand clamped over your mouth. His face was inches apart from yours as he managed to fit his body into the cramped spacing of your guest toilet, not too far from the living room. Despite the dim light, you were able to notice the wicked gleam in his eyes as he towered over you.

“Shush, princess. Have no fear; I’m only doing what I’m supposed to: ensuring what belongs to me carries a signature.” He grinned wickedly as his hand slid off your mouth to wrap around the front of your throat and applied a small amount of pressure to the sides to prompt your eyes to roll into your head. A small whimper escaped, causing him to bite his lip. “Do you think your friend would mind I helped his eyes to stop roaming?”

The only response was a soft whine as he applied more pressure while nibbling on your lower lip. It didn’t take him long to turn his nibbles into slow kisses, leaving you breathless. He left no room for your body to pull away as he engaged in the sinful act in the privacy of your guest toilet. All your moans were gobbled up by him—a courtesy he was kind to pay—however he didn’t spare his mouth travelling lower to place hickeys down your neck, biting and sucking your skin as though it were nectar.

“E–…El, we’ll get caught…”

“Even better.”

Much to your fear and his satisfaction, in the middle of his hands travelling further to cup your ass while his mouth was busy on your clavicle, a knock on the door and your name went off. “Y/N, is everything alright? You’ve been in there for a while now.”

Suddenly, you heard Egalmoth’s voice rippling by your ear. “Go on…answer him or I will.”

The fear that resonated from deep within made you blurt out a rapid, shaky reply. “Y-Yeah, I’m f-fine. A little stomach, ah…problems.”

He hesitated to reply on the other end, finding your responses suspicious, however, he nodded his head and returned to the living room to wait for you.

“That wasn’t so hard was it, love? Now let’s see how many marks I can leave on you in five minutes.”

‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ࣪ ִֶָ. Beleg

He’s confused because as much as he’s sleeping around with you; you are welcome to have friends of the opposite sex. However, it’s the proximity of the interactions that’s been bothering him since he was introduced.

Even a glance he made in your direction, there was a little guy friend who was, too close and with his arm wrapped around your waist. Beleg needed to check his eyes and perform a double take for that one. Your friend had Beleg plotting if removing someone’s hand was acceptable in instances like this because he needed it to be.

The rest of the night Beleg had vanished out of sight, cooling himself off with a walk in the dew because, for the first time, he was unsure about his self-control. He really liked you but didn’t want to ruin anything by confronting your friend.

It’s only when he returned during the early hours of the morning, that he realised that his cooling off was pointless since your friend was still present in the house.

“Why are you still here?” Beleg’s voice rang out clearly with a hint of displeasure as he eyed your friend up and down, scrutinising him harshly. “The celebration’s over, you should be at home.”

“Ah, about that. Y/N asked me to spend the night.”

Beleg believed that murder was the appropriate answer to this issue and not removing a limb. His eye twitched at the audacious remark which prompted a series of rises and falls of the corners of his lips. He had enough time to commit the crime and clean up the scene before anyone woke up. That seemed like the most suitable plan.

“Y/N asked you to spend the night? Doesn’t sound like the Y/N I know,” Beleg replied and took a few steps into the living room to remove his jacket. From the new angle, his forest eyes were shining brightly with thirst and eagerness. “Sounds to me like you invited yourself here when you should be at home. Would you like me to take you home?”

“Relax man,” your friend surrendered, laughing with his hands raised. “I don’t mean any harm.”

“Of course you don’t. You’re entirely harmless because your arms around her waist all night weren’t enough for me to know your intentions.” Walking into the kitchen to grab a can of Sprite from the top shelf, he popped the lid off and took a deep swig while boring holes into his challenger’s caught expression. If it was one thing you couldn’t Beleg with, it was knowing when someone was interested in another person: he knew the body language all too well.

Crossing his arms and legs as he leaned against the counter, your friend whispered ‘touché’ before he attempted to stand his ground once more. “If it bothers you this much, then why haven’t you made any move on her yet instead of leaving her available for people like me to have a chance?”

The urge to throw up at the assumption was vividly expressed on Beleg’s visage the longer he stared. With the can of Sprite already discarded in the bin, Beleg grew tired of maintaining the unnecessary weight of the conversation and chose to silently walk out of the kitchen with a small ‘good night’, making a turn for the staircase.

“Where are you going?”

“To sleep, what else.”

“I know, but shouldn’t you be sleeping down here since they don’t have any rooms to offer?”

Beleg chuckled, shaking his head with a victorious triumphant grin. “That only applies to you. I get invited to sleep in Y/N’s room whenever I’m here by Y/N. Good night.”

Masterlist

Taglist: @lilmelily @ranhanabi777 @mysticmoomin @rain-on-my-umbrella @asianbutnotjapanese @batsyforyou @ladyenchanted @mcwentfandomtraveling @involuntaryspasms @aconstructofamind @addaigio

[desultory-novice]

I don't know if this was always mentioned, but I personally headcannon Daroach, being the charming gentleman thief he is, likes to playfully flirt with Susie from time to time. Either to steal something from her, or just to mess with her.

Gentleman thief vs Business woman just seems like a fun dynamic to play with!

Anon, I am shaking your hand...!

Yes, I think they have a potentially wonderful dynamic and ought to interact WAY more than they do! Red and Pink. Grey and White. Rich business woman and literal RAT MAN. (Both "ice" themed too.)

...Not to mention that before she was a CEO, Susie fashioned herself as a "corporate spy" working against her father! Spy vs Thief, anyone? She may know some tricks of her own from that particular skillset! And boy, wouldn't THAT be a fun conversation to listen in on!

(And yet you can see how they would have completely different outtakes on life, too! Business and order versus the free life of a phantom thief! A woman who is always looking centuries forward technology-wise vs a rat man who acts and dresses like he's from an 18th century crime novel, including fantasy steampunk tech.)

Now, I'm one of the odd ones who sees *most* of the cast as adults, including those that others don't (it's a personal attachment / investment + wanting to see more spectrum-coded adults in fiction thing) but I can appreciate the fun of having the ones who feel the most "inarguably adult" have a little playful "strictly business" flirting!

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Not that the ask was specifically about shipping as much as simply how Daroach talks to her (and lets be honest, guy probably flirts w/ MOST people) but when it comes to actual -interest-/sexuality HC, I enjoy me some (Dark) Metaroach and ZanSusie, but those two are at LEAST bi! I feel they can have a little ship tease!/lh

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Edit: Right as I was sending this post to the queue, my brain whispered “Why do they need to be messing with EACH OTHER when they could COOPERATE?” And floated me a mental picture of some one-shot evil corporation that Daroach and Susie have BOTH infiltrated separately (in disguise) to get dirt on, only to run into each other, recognize each other, and are encouraged to cooperate to get what they need!

…Kirby expanded cast animeeeeee…

[fairyhaos]

hi yenaaaa i hope you’re doing well!!

i loveddd your synaesthesia for svt and i was wondering if you could do it for your mutuals? i see you guys interacting on my feed and its so cute to see you guys talking and catching up!!

this isn’t necessarily a request but maybe more like an idea?? like what do you think? if you feel too overwhelmed abt it, then no biggie!!

THANK YOU AND I HOPE YOU HAVE A GREAT DAY MWAH MWAH

hi anon! i actually did this before but back then i only did like 6 moots so i think it'll be a good idea to do an updated ver with more :>

@rubywonu @etherealyoungk @mirxzii @slytherinshua @gyuswhore im not leaving u out babes but ive done urs already and the colours don't ever really change ^^

@blue-jisungs a soft orange. vibes akin to sneaking out of the holiday house with your favourite older cousin to watch the orange sunrise on the beach

@h-ao a pale turquoise. feeling like waves and marshmallows, full of mellow and chill vibes, in a really sweet way

@weird-bookworm dark blue. fun and pretty like silk ribbons, given as a gift from a friend and worn in the hair for as long as you possibly can, to show you care

@hannyoontify light taupe-grey. like fossil rocks you'd find at a pebbled beach, smooth and rough and sun-warmed and water-cooled, full of little wonders inside

@planetkiimchi grass green. green like calm, like poems spoken aloud by the river, like spring and light breezes and the scent of sweetness in the air

@icyminghao misty beige. like the fur of a childhood golden retriever pet, soft and warm and thrumming with life and love

@vcrnons dark blue and yellow: like sunflowers at night, or seams on dark jeans, quiet and natural. the feeling of a cool hand reaching to take yours, comforting.

@kyeomies ivory. like slippery satin, waterfalls of translucent colour, sophisticated and gentle at the same time

@chwedout dusty purple. slightly deeper than lavender, like a colour that dissolves between the fingers, but is still mesmerising to look at

@jjunhui peach. somewhere between pink, coral, and orange, like the colour of the sky at dawn. sticky sweet and full of hope.

[neopronouns]

flag id: two flags with 7 stripes, with the first and seventh being twice the size of the rest. the left flag's stripes are very dark grey, dull pink, dull dark pink, dull light pink-purple, dull dark pink, dull light pink, and very dark grey. the right flag's stripes are dull sky blue, dull dark blue, dull light cyan, dull dark blue, dull sky blue, and very dark grey. end id.

banner id: a 1600x200 teal banner with the words ‘please read my dni before interacting. those on my / dni may still use my terms, so do not recoin them.’ in large white text in the center. the text takes up two lines, split at the slash. end id.

transwomanunnec | transmanunnec

transwomanunnec/transgirlunnec/transgalunnec: an identity in which one does not feel connected to the trans woman (/girl/gal/etc.) label even though it technically describes them

transmanunnec/transboyunnec/transguyunnec: an identity in which one does not feel connected to the trans man (/boy/guy/etc.) label even though it technically describes them

[pt: transwomanunnec/transgirlunnec/transgalunnec: an identity in which one does not feel connected to the trans woman (/girl/gal/etc.) label even though it technically describes them

transmanunnec/transboyunnec/transguyunnec: an identity in which one does not feel connected to the trans man (/boy/guy/etc.) label even though it technically describes them. end pt]

trans woman unnec term for anon, plus a trans man term to go with it! the grey stripes represent a lack of connection and the rest are desaturated from these trans woman and trans man flags.

tags: @radiomogai, @liom-archive, @orientation-archive, @macchiane, @genderstarbucks, @sugar-and-vice-mogai, @freezingnarc | dni link

[mystra-midnight]

⋆⁺₊✧ Welcome everyone to my bakery celebration for 500 followers! I’d like to start by saying a massive thank you to @inklore for creating the banner and dividers that will be used throughout this event. If you haven’t seen her blog, I highly recommend you check it out!

I truly never thought I’d get interactions when joining Tumblr, but you guys have helped me carve my own corner in this crazy world. To celebrate, I'm opening the doors to my bakery and inviting you to join me for some tasty treats!

THE RULES.

This bakery does not allow minors, and any orders discovered to have been placed by a minor will be removed.

Anonymous orders are welcome! Consider becoming an emoji anon so I can tag your order, especially if you'd like to place more than one!

Please limit each order to one item, but you can place multiple!

Please look at my fandom navigation before sending in an order. If you love a character that isn't already listed, send in your order so I can check it out!

I will write for dark themes (like dubcon/noncon) but not for underage characters/incestuous relationships. I reserve the right to decline an order I am not comfortable with.

Lastly, respect this bakery and the patrons. Hate will not be entertained or tolerated.

CAKES, TARTS, SWEETS.

[Lamington] — describe yourself, and I’ll assign you a fictional boyfriend! Please specify any preferred fandoms!

[Vanilla Slice] — send me a song & character, and I'll write a drabble for you!

[Banoffee Tart] — send me a character, and I’ll make you a playlist!

[Jam Donut] — send me a character and a theme, and I'll make you a moodboard!

[Apple Turnover] — send me a character and a line of dialogue, and I'll write a drabble for you! (Ex. Geralt of Rivia + “Ride, now.”)

TEA, COFFEE, REFESHERS.

[Hot Chocolate] — q + a: ask me anything you like!

[Dragonfruit Refresher] — games: fmk, this or that, would you rather, etc!

[Caramel Macchiato] — headcannons; send me a character and scenario, kink, etc, and I'll give you my thoughts!

[Iced Chai Latte] — reblog appreciation: send me a fic, your own or someone else's, and I will read and reblog!

[Earl Grey Tea] — fic rec: send me a character, and I'll recommend a fic!

[your-subby-creature]

Intro Post:

Hi! I finally remembered to make one of these, let me know if I missed anything :^)

Last updated: 09/02/24

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Basics

Names: Creature or Hal/Halogen

Age: 20

Pronouns: he/it/pet/they

Gender: Genderqueer Trans Man

Interested in: anyone of any gender, especially other queer and trans people <3

Relationship status: Relationship Anarchist, single

Role: Submissive Verse (leaning bottom)

DNI: Minors, Pedos (MAPS/NOMAPS/PEARS),bestiality/zeta, bigots of any kind or those who fetishize them, ED / weight blogs, self-harm (SH) blogs, no age in bio/pinned, anyone who doesn't believe that consent is always and forever the highest priority

Non-kinky interests: queer & trans community and history, art, crochet, baking, podcasts, nonfiction books, disability and neurodiversity, paganism, psychology, language/linguistics, history (I'll love you forever and also never shut up if you ask me about my research <3)

What I look like: Since I don't post or send pictures I should probably describe myself. I'm a white 5'0" (152.4 cm) fat and invisibly disabled guy. I'm entirely hairless due to an autoimmune condition (alopecia!), have grey eyes, and wear glasses.

DMs: Open

Asks: Open

Taken Emoji Anons: 🐑, 🍯🐾, ☆, ✨️,🎀, 🦴, 🐺🦊🐶, 🦊🕳, 📸

Tags: #Creature originals (original posts), #Creature responds (asks) #Creature scenes (based on scenes in dms or requested) #Creature rambles (misc thoughts), #Creature Studies (academia), #Creature polls (polls) #Creature denial (denial challenges) #puppy playtime saga continues (exactly what it sounds like)

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Kinks

Favorites: cnc, obedience, (cock)worship, control, praise, (loving) degradation, humiliation, objectification, hypnosis, free use, training, pet names, pain, impact, bruising/marking, cockwarming, discipline, sexual torture, ownership, oral fixation, dehumanization, boywife, petplay, orgasm control, body writing, domesticity, cages, corruption, experimentation/scientist kink, anal,

Soft limits: blood, detrans/misgendering, light choking or breathplay, heavy piss, light burning, kidnapping, rimming, needles, bratting, wet and messy, lactation, vomit, primal chasing, spitting in my mouth, heartbeat/cardiophilia

Hard limits: Raceplay, scat, abdl, bestiality/zeta, snuff/gore, pregnancy / birthing, sissification/feminization, hard breathplay, drowning, real incest, feederism, guns, fat fetishism, bald fetishism, SH fetishism, ED fetishism, farts/eprocto, abandonment, fuckpig, sub/sub competition, prolapse, ocular trauma

Presume anything not listed above is something I am neutral to / okay with. If you have any questions, don't hesitate to ask!

My body: I am on T but have not had any surgery. Acceptable terms include chest, tits, slit, cunt, pussy, hole, (t)cock, (t)dick, and ___parts (e.g. puppy parts or needy parts, etc.)

Terms: I love masculine, neutral, or objectifying terms! Anything that is not explicitly feminizing (eg good girl, princess) is fine; whore, slut, cunt, and bitch are alright. Do not call me slurs without asking. Never use the words annoying, worthless, useless, or pig(gy) in reference to me.

Safewords: For scenes and role-playing I tend to use the stoplight system (green/yellow/red), but if asked for a unique personal safeword, I use "Fluoride"

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Interacting

Pictures / Videos: DO NOT ASK ME FOR PICTURES OR VIDEOS. Presume that I will NEVER send them unless I initiate and explicitly ask your consent to send them. However, feel free to send me any pictures or videos of yourself or of things you find hot (as long as it's all legal and consensual and doesn't violate my limits.)

Audios: I MIGHT send audios with your consent during role-play through a Vocaroo link that I will delete once the scene ends. This is subject to my own judgement, but you are always welcome to ask. You are free to send any (legal, consensual, limit-abiding) audio whenever you'd like.

Calls: Presume that I WILL NOT call you (yes, even on platforms where I don't have to give out my number) unless I initiate and explicitly ask. This is due to privacy concerns and is non-negotiable.

Asks: Asks are open and I love them! I'll always try to answer them, unless they directly violate one of my limits or ask me to doxx myself in some way.

Messages: Anyone is free to message me! I will always try to respond unless it goes against one of my limits, and I reserve the right to stop messaging at any time. Feel free to role-play, scene with me, etc. You get one strike on misgendering me in messages (e.g. "good girl") before the scene immediately stops and you most likely get blocked.

Role-play, flirting, or scenes: Within the confines of my limits and the understanding that either of us can stop or revoke consent at ANY TIME, feel free to role-play, flirt, or scene with me. Please note: I am autistic and have a tendency to unmask during scenes where I'm being given orders to enact IRL. For me this means following certain patterns of typing, taking instructions literally, and requiring clear directions.

Meet-ups: I WILL NOT meet up with you. Non-negotiable.

[a-nickits-den]

You may know me as Anonanon or Beedrill anon, or Wolf Fauna's son, or the guy who sent everyone evil team propoganda that one time or "Sprite's roomate".

There's no point in attempting to hide my identity here so I won't.

I am not here to talk to people or make friends. Any unimportant asks will be deleted.

I have a scyther, a boltund, and a spheal currently on my team.

Don't expect anything good from me, for your sake.

//Heyy- @thatfailedpokemontrainer here with another blog. This time it's sprites roomate- he's fucked uppppppp...

//Be warned this blog is much darker than my other ones in general. All triggers will be tagged but a general warning for mentions of cults, unethical science experiments, pokemon death, child abuse, religous tramua, and alternate universes, including the 'animals' one.

//Another reminder- Beedrill is an UNRELIABLE NARRATOR, and a VERY MORALLY GREY CHARACTER, he will lie to get his way and twist the narrative. He is not a nice person, and will very rarely act like a good person, please keep this in mind if you plan on interacting.

//Shits going to go down with him... very soon. Stay tuned :3

[ask-tcd-scar]

Hello? Is this thing on? Oh, it's working, a full one bar of internet!

If anyone is on the other end, my name’s Scar, and I'm stuck in some sort of post-apocalyptic world- Eek! Was that a zombie!?

((OOC - This is a TCD!Scar roleplay/ask blog! I'm tcdsmod, and I have had this growing obsession with this little guy, so I decided to make another ask blog to add to the bandwagon of other blogs.))

About my TCD Scar… ↓

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🪻Unlike other interpretations of Scar, this Scar is not disabled (yet). In this lore, he gets his disability from his permadeath that later transfers when he joins Hermitcraft.

🪻The apocalypse started when Scar was seventeen. He's now twenty four and hasn't had human contact in years.

🪻Seventeen is Scar's unlucky number.

🪻He carries around a little camcorder, using it as an excuse to talk endlessly about whatever he can come up with. After all, if he leaves it behind and there's another survivor, they'll have proof someone else is still out there.

🪻His real name isn't actually Scar! He named himself after his favorite gun.

🪻He's dyslexic. That warning sign can't stop him because he can't read! (For ask blog purposes, he uses a screen reader.)

🪻His favorite colors (in order) are orange, green, and purple!

🪻He carries a plushie with him everywhere. It's a grey and white cat with big green eyes named Jellie.. He's had her since he was a baby.

🪻This Scar is more based off Gen Z, but he's also lived in a zombie apocalypse for the past seven years of his life so he may be slow! He's also autism coded whoops the mod projected

Please don't take anything I say as canon to the real Scar's TCD!! I think there's literally like no real lore to that series, it's been a while since I've watched it, but if I say “lore about this”, don't go thinking it's actually canon.

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This lore is NOT connected to any other Scar blogs or just other hermit blogs in general! This Scar can interact, but he is an AU, therefore other lore doesn't apply to him and his lore doesn't apply to others.

Anything said in this blog is based off of Scar's character, but is not completely accurate. Many aspects are made up.

Please don't get frustrated when I don't respond to asks right away. I'm a person with a life too! Also, in the past, asks have not gone through to my askbox. That isn't an excuse to spam asks though!

I will be avoiding maintagging, so like other rpblogs, I'm using emojis in my tags! This is my only post that's even near maintagging!

This blog loves both normal asks and lore asks! However, please refrain from making the lore all about your own character, this is the ask TCD Scar blog, not an ask anon blog! Also, please don't try to take Scar out of the apocalypse, those asks will be ignored.

[pygmi-cygni]

anon ask - "how do i write introductions?"

my inbox is being pissy so i am having a hard time responding but anon i hope you find this bc i rlly wanted to answer xox i'm sorry :(

yall can still send in requests but I might just have to tag you rather than do a direct response. maybe it'll fix itself soon? idk

introductory paragraphs are probably one of the most important paragraphs of your story. and really, I'd extend your introduction to the first 'chapter' or 'act' or however you've decided to divvy up the writing.

What does the introduction do?

It introduces the story. 'Holy fuck!' I know, crazy. bad jokes aside, the introduction does a lot more than introduce characters and setting. It also introduces the voice and style of your writing, which can make or break your writing just as much as a character.

This is more geared towards original 'published' work, but can absolutely be a tip for fic writers too. Most of my writing tips I've tried to make accessible to both, so take it with a grain of salt.

"Voice" "Style" and "Narration" are all used to describe the way the story feels. When you write the first couple of pages, it needs to grab the reader and shove them into your little world. There are good and bad examples of this.

I would say a good example of this would be Harry Potter (sorry i know but it's v accessible). The voice is introduced, we get a sense of the backstory without it being too overwhelming, and it gives enough mystery to keep you reading. (look up a pdf)

Here are some Dos and Don'ts

Do: describe setting. Don't: give us a verbal blueprint. Describe the setting subtly. Instead of, "The coastal town of Whalebone was frequently rainy, and it never got above a brisk 65F" try, 'the sky was grey and dreary. it had been raining the past week, and the air had a bite to it.'

both sentences describe the weather, but the second one does it in a way that is more relevant to the story rather than sounding like a weather report. The reader will pick up on the setting nuances as they read.

Drop descriptions in occasionally, try to create an ambience rather than an overwhelming situation. describe setting in context to the event. The reader doesn't care if it's sunny when they're more concerned about the fight scene. They might care about the weather if there's a traveling caravan that can't go through mud. (I'm using weather as an example but this can be applied for every setting)

the hobbit would be an example of overwrought setting.

2. Do: introduce your character. Don't: overdo it.

The audience will be spending the entire book with this character. there is no rush to explain everything in the first chapter. Don't do the "She woke up at 8 am and rushed downstairs to eat breakfast. Her mother, Deborah, had made her favorite pancakes. The girl wolfed down a couple before running to her friend Emily's house." that's too much. I quickened the pace to provide examples but all of that can be found out subtly.

The readers should determine the relationships based on their interactions. Don't tell the reader. Show them. If 'Emily' (bff) and Girl are chatting together and making jokes, you can assume they're good friends. Flat-out telling the reader takes away an opportunity for building dynamic.

3. Do: set the tone. Don't: change it later.

pick the style and stick with it. If you flip between waxing poetic and writing like a sarcastic teenager, it'll give your readers whiplash. pick a style of storytelling that can accurately convey your writing to its full extent. If you write a scene and it's out of the theme, we'll notice. the introduction is a good place to mess around with this.

Hope this helps!

(sorry about the inbox thing, i'm gonna do some digging to fix it!)

keep sending requests ily guys xox

[reindeer-dad]

Tantrum: How does your muse deal with tantrums? In public?

That one Parent's Day ask meme posted a looong time ago. RIP.

Long ago, Rudy used to give into Dess's grocery store tantrums everytime----

Yeah, sure. I'm not complaining. Go for it!

Thanks for saving my breath (typing?)

YES. PLEASE.

[esther-dot]

Tyrion and Jaime seeing jonsa will get Jaime-cersei vibes. Petyr seeing jonsa will get nedcat or petyr-cat vibes. Dany seeing jonsa will get rhaegar-lyanna vibes. Theon seeing jonsa will get theon-sansa or nedcat vibes. All of these either involved in incest, either creepily love Jon or sansa or have feelings for girl they grown together. Do you think it's a coincidence?🤔

I want all of the horrified realizations, anon!

What’s the point in all these parallels and foils if we don’t get some distraught LF: “Not again!”

An enraged Tyrion, “WHY AM I SURROUNDED BY DEGENERATES WHO WANT THEIR SISTER?!”

I definitely think the way Jonsa interacts with so many other dynamics is intentional. The parallels and contrast between characters and relationships are how Martin creates nuance and provides commentary without too much intrusion of an authoritative voice. As in, obviously, incest is wrong, but Martin wants some moral complexity, he wants to prompt readers to think a little more deeply on issues, because after all, villains do bad things, it's not all that interesting or surprising when they do. But, what if our heroes are tempted?

Martin can't leave his conversation about incest with Targcest and Twincest (baddies do bad things, it's very easily condemned), he has to give some good guys a chance to struggle with it. What would good people do with those impulses? And then, being nice, he has a built in "fix" since they aren't actually brother/sister, he can give his characters a moment of relief since in ASOIAF, cousin marriage is fine. Obviously the reader is still gonna have some thoughts, but that’s the point.

I do think the…triangulation is important to Martin, he offers Sansa a marriage with a cousin she didn’t grow up with, a man she did grow up with thinks of marrying her, and she is forced to marry a guy whose family is the enemy of her family. Between the three of them, we have several of the interesting facets of Jonsa. Each of these parallels we find provides shading, makes us question, object, and reconsider.

I suppose, I simply don’t buy that back in the 90s people were romanticizing incest and Martin thought, “I better write about how destructive that can be because no one has told these kids it’s bad.” What an entirely uninteresting thing to say, there’s nothing to explore there. And I’ve noticed, writers write because they have something to say. I know, I know, shocking! 😂 So, making his romance of the series this side of wrong, that’s how he has something new to say, that’s how he pushes boundaries. It pushes us and makes us conflicted on the topic rather than allowing it to remain clear cut. That’s another thing I’ve noticed about him, he’s into the morally grey stuff. Stay tuned for further brilliant insights!

[yanderecookierunkingdom]

This is completely random, but whenever I interact with you guys, I imagine you all as little star people. Nameless anons are grey star people with shades, named anons are the color of their emojis, and have a theme like it, and my mutuals in spirit are whatever colors they like, and typically have their Tumblr blog theme as their outfit.

[darlingvhs]

𓊆ྀི blog warning: gore, obsessive content 𓊇ྀི

𓊆ྀི♡𓊇ྀི :: Hello, dear! Thank you for taking the time to click on my blog !! You can address me as either Darling or Esme. I'm very pleased to meet you! Enjoy your stay!

𓊆ྀི♡𓊇ྀི :: At the moment, I'm eighteen years old ('06). I'm a unlabelled and my pronouns are she/her! Please note that I'm apart of a system (+ npd, unlisted) and that I use this blog as a means to cope with stuff. So if you see something you don't like, please kindly click off instead of making a little stink of it, alright? I won't hold it against you!!

𓊆ྀི♡ single / taken 𓊇ྀི :: single! perhaps looking but i'm not really fond of jumping into a relationship. If you really are interested, just be my friend first and let's see what happens! I don't bite x3 !

𓊆ྀི♡ yandere mbti 𓊇ྀི :: CAHL

𓊆ྀི♡ kins 𓊇ྀི :: MISA AMANE, monika, MAKIMA, TERUHASHI KOKOMI, armin, laios (just don't interact if you kin the bold. or hate on them.)

𓊆ྀི♡ general interests 𓊇ྀི :: baking , drawing , reading , writing , astronomy , anime , internet deep dives (lolcows) , gyaru/goth subculture , vampires , stuffed animals , cookie run , PINK !

𓊆ྀི♡ music 𓊇ྀི :: I listen to a little bit of everything but I can't help liking classical music, vocaloid , j-pop/metal , lana del rey , mitski , artic monkeys and tnbh.

𓊆ྀི♡ movies 𓊇ྀི :: Twilight, X series, Dark Shadows, Gone Girl, Girl Interrupted, The Hunger Games, Jennifer's Body

𓊆ྀི♡ western media 𓊇ྀི :: vampire diaries, grey's anatomy, randy cunnigham, chowder, tawog, mlp, ben 10, futurama, family guy, american dad

𓊆ྀི♡ j-media 𓊇ྀི :: DEATH NOTE, DEMON SLAYER, uramichi oniisan, dungeon meshi, SAIKI K, MADOKA MAGICA, mob psycho 100, boku no hero academia, serial experiments lain, perfect blue, EVANGELION, attack on titan, black butler, jjk, CHAINSAW MAN, DEVILMAN CRYBABY, kamikaze , lily chou chou, fallen angels, alice in borderland

𓊆ྀི♡ k-media 𓊇ྀི :: GOOD BAD MOTHER, 18 again, weak hero class 1, SWEET HOME, parasyte, BALLERINA, mask girl, squid game, extracurricular, all of us are dead, the devil judge, it's okay not to be okay, SEMANTIC ERROR, the glory, THE FROG

𓊆ྀི DNI , Anons & Boundaries 𓊇ྀི

𓊆ྀི♡ do not interact 𓊇ྀི :: if you're an insanely explicit porn/kink filled blog, weird tiktok shipper who thinks all ships are canon or something equally as rigid but otherwise, I don't care much. Go crazy, go stupid.

𓊆ྀི♡ ask/dm boundaries 𓊇ྀི :: If you want to dm me - feel free to so long as you're not like under sixteen (almost seventeen) and over twenty five. For asks, it's sixteen plus for compliments or generally platonic asks! if you'd like to dip your toe in the water and be my secret admirer, you have to be eighteen (or turning this year) or older to send love letters in my little ask box! i'm not easily disturbed so be as 'stalker-y' as your heart desires :>

𓊆ྀི♡ anons 𓊇ྀི :: i have to reset my anons because my ask box kept hiding my inbox until I fixed the issue ! So if you're an old anon of mine - feel free to reclaim your emoji/name! If you're new, i'll just put you here! I hope to hear from you, kay? >_<

[neopronouns]

flag id: a flag with 5 stripes, which are near-black, red, cream, grey-brown, and near-black. there is a white circle, a bit taller than three of the stripes, in the center of the flag. the kin symbol, a black seven-pointed ‘cursive’ star, is within the circle. end id.

banner id: a 1600x200 teal banner with the words ‘please read my dni before interacting. those on my / dni may still use my terms, so do not recoin them.’ in large white text in the center. the text takes up two lines, split at the slash. end id.

regular guy ('john doe') kin flag for anon!

tags: @radiomogai, @kin-flags | dni link

[thesovereignsring-if]

I think the strangest thing about the power fantasy crowd is that the lack of power is like the most appealing thing of the story. The idea that you are a mid-skilled player in a GoT scenario sounds amazing. The victories over people better than you will feel greater, the threats will be more threatening, the losses more devastating. IF is an amazing space to play around in because it is free from the constraints of power fantasy. It's fun to play cowards, crybabies, and folks that can't do everything on their own. It's actually kinda baffling that there are so many people in the IF space that don't seem to understand that stories like yours can and do exist in the space.

Yes! You get me Anon!! You get exactly why I made TSR an IF game ; ;

I actually adore disempowered characters placed in helpless/disastrous situations (which is prob why I love characters like Sansa Stark from ASOIAF (Cat, Sam and Davos hold special places in my heart too) and Peeta Mallark from HG). It's just how they interact with the story/characters/narrative are a slightly different flavour than the stereotypical protagonist.

But I understand that it's not for everyone! Sometimes those types of characters hits too closes to home and people play games to dive into the power fantasy of beating the narrative and fight evil and kill god! And there's nothing wrong with that! I love empowering narratives and underdogs rising above their preconceived stations.

But I'm not for bulldozing through the narrative/story under the blanket assumption that becoming Sovereign allows the MC to act unjustifiably brutal without consequence. ^^ I hope it doesn't come across as pretentious.

Going in, I knew I didn't want to make a power fantasy game, especially when the in-game society and characters are dealing with the all the shit that exists in the content warning. It doesn't work for me tonally and I don't want to gratify the acts of brutality that happens in the story by having the MC partake in it without proper consequence. There's a lot of grey in this story and it's probably gonna upset a lot of people, but I like when things are a lil messy and when the good people lose while the bad guys get away and vice versa.