#i want to do replies and starters and stuff

[flight180]

Revelations. Part 1.

Bobby Campbell x Gender Neutral!Reader

Word count: 998

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You were sitting on your boyfriend Bobby’s bed, listening to him talking about his family. The boy’s life has been far from ideal as of late; you knew about the death of Bobby’s grandmother, but after the death of his father, you’ve been staying in the family house as per his request.

They all had a sort of impromptu family meeting earlier, but you had stayed in Bobby’s room, not wanting to intrude. He had returned and immediately started talking, not necessarily ranting like you heard his brother Erik do so downstairs, but more so venting to you in a string of consciousness type manner.

“She had been talking about our Grandma, Iris. And…she had all these papers and stuff stuck on the wall, she was saying some pretty freakish things.”

Bobby says with a soft sigh as he sits on the edge of his bed. You rub his shoulder gently, trying to soothe some of the obvious tension he’s holding in. His shoulders relax slightly at your touch as he begins to speak again…

“Something about death…coming for us all. For my family.”

You look up at him, his face tired, eyes soft and mouth downturned as if a lost puppy left on the side of the street. “What?”

Bobby noticed the shift in your expression, your sudden peak of interest in what he was talking about, and the way your eyebrows furrowed almost with a hint of worry in your eyes.

He clears his throat slightly, before adjusting his position to sit cross legged on the bed. “Yeah, like…my grandma was a total recluse…we never really spoke about her. But…Stefani went to talk to her and now…well, y’know.” Bobby looks down at his clasped hands as he hesitantly speaks, rubbing his thumbs together in a self soothing manner.

“Apparently she saw something, years ago, and there was an accident. But she saw it before it happened…like a vision…and she survived. That’s why she went crazy and hid away from everyone.”

Your eyes widen as you look at your boyfriend’s nervous state. “A…vision?”

“Kinda kooky, right?” Bobby chuckles slightly, but you could tell from the anxious tone that he didn’t actually find it funny at all.

You didn’t answer Bobby’s question. Instead, you had a blank expression painted on your face. Was it shock…? Confusion…? Fear maybe…? Bobby looks up at you, noticing your lack of response. It was like he could see the millions of thoughts racing through your head as you stare at the boy.

“Y/n?”

“Um…did Stefani say anything else?” You ask quietly, whispering as if not wanting to be heard...not wanting to face an answer…

“Not really…just that we were gonna die in order of age or something, but nobody believed her.”

“Do you?”

Bobby rubs the back of his neck with a despondent look on his face. The boy takes a few seconds to respond, before looking up at you and saying, “I mean…it’s weird. I dunno what to believe…”

You take your phone from your pocket, quickly tapping the phone and showing Bobby search results on the screen.

FLIGHT 180 SURVIVOR STRANGLES IN BATHROOM

On the screen, an article with an old looking picture of a boy seemingly around your age.

“What’s this?” Bobby takes the phone from your hand, his eyebrows furrowed with confusion as he reads the text on the screen.

“My brother.”

His attention is immediately on you as his head snaps up from the screen at hearing your words. “You…never mentioned you had a brother.”

“Two actually…my dad was married once before he married my mom.” You awkwardly reply. It was always a hard topic, something you preferred not to tell people about to avoid the conversation. It was practically a taboo topic in your household too, your father only loosing his temper if you ever brought your half-brothers up.

You could see the look on Bobby’s face. A mixture of sympathy for you, but also confusion, clearly wondering why you never told him.

“Two dead brothers isn’t exactly a conversation starter…” You say with a sigh.

“Right, sorry…why are you telling me now though?”

“Flight 180, Bobby. It was my brothers’ French class trip. Tod’s best friend, Alex, had a vision that the plane was gonna explode. Alex, Tod and some others got off the plane. It took off and it exploded. George, my oldest brother, died on the plane…and Tod, well that’s what the article’s about. Police said it was suicide, but who hangs themself in the bathtub?”

“I still don’t understand what you’re getting at, y/n.” Bobby places a gentle hand on your thigh, it’s clear he wants to comfort you as you tell him about your brothers, he’s always been a very sympathetic guy and in touch with emotions, but he’s also battling the confusion he is feeling. His grandmother and father just both died horrifically, his cousin who he hasn’t even heard from in ages is suddenly throwing conspiracy theories in their family’s face and now his partner is dropping a major life bombshell on him.

“Everyone kept dying, Bobby. By 2001 everyone who got off that plane was dead. Similar things have happened, visions, accidents, people think it’s a coincidence then they die.” You say with an exasperated voice, the worry has now began to set in. When you first found out about Tod and George, it was from finding Tod’s funeral service in a cupboard in your house. Followed by George’s letter jacket…or what was left of it sealed in a plastic bag. It didn’t take you long to figure it out, and with a search of their names on the internet you were quickly met with many articles and websites about Flight 180 appearing on the screen.

Bobby shifts uncomfortably on the bed, his eyes widening slightly as if your worry is contagious and has now spread all over the boy’s face.

“You think…Stefani’s right?” His words catch in his throat, causing his voice to break slightly.

“Maybe…”

[shefcked]

i am going to write here soon i promise i'm just trying to muster the energy for it.

[byanyan]

playing around in my drafts tonight but threads are going into the (paused) queue, meanwhile i'll be posting any asks i finish

[iryonin]

✿ + karin 😈

PRE-ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP. @shegore, accepting.

bold for things i could definitely see or want;   italics for things i could see or am unsure of; striked-out for things i don’t want or cannot see.

FRIENDSHIP.     childhood friends   /   work buddies or coworkers   /   family friends   /   friends with benefits   /   smoking buddies   /   adventure buddies   /   fake friends   /   recently friends   /   party buddies   /   friendship of need   /   dying friendship   /   circumstantial friendship   /   partners in crime   /   old friendship   /   [your muse]   is the good influence   /   [your muse]   is the bad influence   /   [my muse]   is the good influence   /   [my muse]   is the bad influence   /   opposites attract   /   ride or die   /   frenemies   /   roommates or flatmates   /   penpals   /   exes to friends   /   enemies to friends   /   other

ROMANCE.     childhood sweethearts   /   [your muse is mines]   childhood crush   /   [my muse is yours]   childhood crush   /   exes   /   exes to lovers   /   forbidden lovers   /   highschool sweethearts   /   secret relationship   /   opposites attract   /   long distance   /   unrequited   [from your muses side]   /   unrequited   [from my muses side]   /   unrequited   [from both sides]   /   skinny love   /   friends to lovers   /   enemies to lovers   /   spurious relationship   /   power couple   /   newly entered   /   soulmates   [metaphorical]   /   soulmates   [literal]   /   awkward   /   turning toxic   /   toxic love   /   cheating   [on your muse]   /   cheating   [with your muse]   /   other 

FAMILIAL.     siblings   [half]   /   siblings   [step]   /   [my muse]   is an older sibling figure to your younger sibling figure   /   [my muse]   is a younger sibling figure to your older sibling figure muse   /   [my muse]   is a parental figure to yours   /   [my muse]   is a child figure to your muse   /   guardian figure   /   legal guardian   /   adoptive child   /   foster child   /   [your muse]   is taken under mines wing   /   [my muse]   is taken under yours wing   /   other

ANTAGONISTIC.     dangerous to each other   /   dangerous to others   /   unpredictable   /   rivals   /   petty   /   developing into sexual or romantic tension   /   based off family matters   /   based of off circumstance   /   based of professional matters   /   based off misunderstanding or lies   /   conflict of ideology   /   betrayal   /   hero - villain dynamic   /   enemies   /   fight club   /   friends turned enemies   /   lovers turned enemies   /   exes turned enemies   /   other 

[tumkink]

i highkey want to send people some ask memes so like this and i’ll do that??

[kamipyre]

hello! i did some drafts and since i don't feel like mass posting them clogging up the dash, i put them in queue- they'll be coming out while i'm asleep :D

this is all to say, like this for a oneliner/small starter - length will vary! multimuses, specify or i go random!!

[fatelcved]

do we want small starters, open starters, or memes to kick things off... pls help me bc i'm indecisive as heck rn asdfg

[more-than-a-princess]

"Happy Galentine's Day, everyone! It is rather incredible: women are given two holidays this month! How shall we celebrate?"

"I suggest sweets and a film about female bonding! How about Jennifer's Body?"

First rule about holidays with Sonia: if she can find a horror movie component, it will be shown.

If she cannot find an immediate horror movie component, she will create an excuse to make one.

[ofdraiocht]

*jazz hands*

Who wants a thing

[unladielike]

So considering the fact I have been roleplaying on Tumblr for, I wanna say... about 10 years now, I think you could conclude my sample size has grown considerably large, meaning I've had my fair share of run ins and encounters with many people over the years; in fact, I've dabbled in various fandoms and even once had over 1000 followers at some point. Granted, I don't really remember everyone I've interacted with, let alone all the mun handles others have gone by because my memory is by no means photographic, but when it comes to the animanga/fandomless OC side of the RPC... I will admittedly be honest and say there are a lot of people I personally dislike as well as people who dislike me (with some having reasons even I'm not always privy to, because some blogs that have me blocked would belong to muns I've never engaged with, IC or OOC-wise, and not everyone would divulge reasons why they may hardblock someone in their rules).

Now, will I go out of my way to publically url-drop these people and put them on my DNI list? No... in fact, I could never bring myself to disclose to someone they had also tagged not only me in a dash meme, but somebody else I have beef with, let alone bring up to a partner that the person they later went on to add to their affiliates/mains list was someone I coincidentally had blocked, because to me, it feels like the fastest way to step on toes.

I mean, thankfully, there hasn't been any circumstance yet where a partner has mentioned a muse I had specifically hardblocked in a thread because very few seemingly treat their affiliates like characters who are specifically connected to their lore the way I do, but I won't lie, it's always so awkward... being tagged in the same dash meme as another mun, who I've been actively trying to avoid, or learning a partner is now affiliated with someone I always couldn't stand. However, I can't bring myself to let a partner know that actually, I have them blocked either, so while I don't care to control who my mutuals interact with because they ultimately get to decide who they associate with at the end of the day, I also can't help worrying that at one point... a partner would eventually mention someone I have beef with in passing conversation, causing me to have to decide on either telling the truth or pretending everything is fine and dandy when it's really not.

Honestly, I've had mutuals who would vent to me about their partners who I either blocked or was blocked by before, but never did a situation arise where a partner would praise someone they're friends with while blissfully unaware I happen to secretly detest them. Then again, I don't doubt it's a thing that may realistically happen, due to the fact that these days, nobody would really know who hates who (unless their partners happen to be involved in drama that's publicly bombarded onto the dash for everyone to see or they have partners that like to gossip about other muns).

However, I'm not so naive as to believe that behind closed doors, people from the RPC haven't potentially talked about me or have been like, 'Yeah, Livi has me blocked :/' to their friends on Discord servers I don't have access to, because I for one have done the same (especially since sometimes, you just gotta air out your grievances privately so it doesn't end up festering inside you). Still, while I don't have any qualms, explaining why I have so and so blocked if asked, I also don't want to trigger situations where one person would be the weird mediator between me and another person I have blocked due to the fact that would be akin to block evasion.

...Nevertheless, I constantly feel as if I have to watch my back despite keeping my offline conversations away from public view and it's so damn exhausting, not knowing when drama would brew. Heck, I remember one time on COAR, a stranger even ended up arguing with someone on my behalf/url-dropping my blog (despite me never wanting them to do so), causing a full blown argument to erupt that spanned more than 100 notes underneath a posted confession. Honestly, it had gotten so bad, the mods had to actually step in and remind everyone they expect them to be civil while commenting on confessions... so I can't help being paranoid that even if I do stay in my own lane, I'll be involved in drama again.

[twistedremediez]

Open to M

Plot: Min-Joon got stood by his date and is utterly embarrassed so he gets up to leave the restaurant when Y/M appears.

Connection: Stranger, Friend, etc

7:35

Their date was scheduled for 7:00 and Min-Joon checked his phone for the hundredth time to see if his date had responded to his text and he frowned slightly, going to type another message but when he went to click send, he got an error message and his sunk lower. They had blocked him. He stared at the error marker for a long moment and tried not to take it personally but he wasn’t doing a very good job. Looking up when the waiter arrived and told him that he had to leave if his date wasn’t coming, giving a weak nod in response he started to rise from his seat and kept his head bowed, trying to keep a shred of his dignity.

[mad-hunts]

"DOLLFACE! Now don't be upset with me, but I have many suitors; obviously..." She confidently remarked, brushing down her suit, speaking as if this was a given. Lacking a smile to show how SERIOUS she was about the many MANY suitors. "So I have to drop off a Valentine's Day gift early because who knows which one of them will take me out for a LOVELY date!" She coughed, several times. Not because she was sick or had something in her throat. No no! Just a... subtle... COUGH COUGH COUGH COUGH COUGH hint. Reaching for one of the many pockets on her jacket she reached deep, all the way up to her elbow; and yanked it out along with a foil wrapped pouch of cookies; each decorated to resemble a card. Complete with frosting-based numbers and symbols. "Tada! From me to you! Would you like a kiss to go with it? HahahaHAHAHAHA!"

whenever barton got up on february 14th, the last thing he expected was to recieve a visit from none other than the joker herself. but lo and behold, cupid seemed to want to play some kind of sick joke on him this year for valentines because here she was. or, at least, that was what barton was trying to convince himself this was. the joker did unfortunately seem to be the one person in the world who he could be his most authentic self around; and that, naturally, made barton's brain kind of secretly yearn to find excuses to 'hang out' with her. even though he also hated her at the same time.

so, as one might be able to tell, barton's feelings about the joker were complicated. and now she was standing on his porch, with a scent hanging over her that actually smelled good, as well as talking about 'dropping off a valentine's day gift early.' therefore, the fastening of barton's heart rate at that moment wasn't exactly entirely surprising, because if joker was talking about a valentine's day gift for the reason he thought... barton's eyes widened as he gazed into the other's eyes and held onto his front door with a tightening grip.

❝ really? well, if you're wanting to get that done early, then why are you here? and gee - you know, i'd think that considering your reputation, it may seem like you have a lot of options but that's actually just an illusion. a lot of people are afraid of you. which, i can't say i blame them for, though i just wanted to warn you that the response you're hoping to get from all of these people might not be the most realistic. ❞ barton let out a scoff of disbelief as he thought of the several people who'd likely end up slamming their doors in her face as a result of her asking to be their date.

several, because there was no way that the joker was actually being truthful about having 'many suitors,' in his eyes. barton didn't get it immediately that she had shown up because he was the one she was giving a gift to. he just thought that she was up to her usual shenanigans, albeit in a slightly different fashion this time because it was valentine's, and was telling him her life story. also while being strangely dolled-up. but those thoughts were all taking the hot seat to replace the nagging voice in the back of barton's mind that told him she could be here for him and the gift she was talking about, too.

something that actually proved to be a reality a lot sooner than he thought. barton could feel all the blood rising up to his head, making it hard for him to think, to catch his breath. but as if on autopilot, the doctor reached out to accept the pouch of cookies as delicately as possible. he looked completely bewildered for a second before parting his lips to say something, ❝ oh. joker, i don't even know what to say. thank you for the gift. ❞ barton cleared his throat as he tried to get his head to stop feeling like it was spinning by rubbing his temple.

the truth was, if there was ever a time that he felt like doing something stupid with one of his self-proclaimed enemies, then it was now. barton moved out of the way to clear a path for the joker into his home while one part of his mind practically screamed 'what are you doing?' at him. but barton still made way for her regardless, saying, ❝ i'll have to pass on the kiss. but uhh, if you want to, i guess... would you like to come in? ❞

[edenpoise]

|| To clean everything up, I'm just going to delete everything in my askbox, and more then likely drop threads. UNLESS you want to continue something we have, let me know! That or I'm more than happy starting up something new! I'll maybe get around to doing a starter call later, but right now this is just clarifying a small clean up!

[armafidelium]

just a lil post to say i'll try to get to writing the starters and other things eventually. presently dealing with health being awful and now my mother's sick too. so might take me a bit. so sorry and i appreciate the patience.

[godzexperiment]

starter call

-like for an iconless/likely multi para on the shorter side (depending on what idea comes to mind)

-specify your muse if that's needed <3

-open to everybody especially new faces/those i have yet to write with

[deathxproof]

technically I get out of work early (compared to my usual schedule) tomorrow so I’m…. Hoping to get some writing done. or I could pass out as soon as I’m home from work because wake up early. who’s to say.