#postcards ꒰ ✉ ꒱

[blondedmuse]

I don’t know if you’re taking request but I loved your Felix blurb! maybe something where reader and him are enjoying themselves at Ollie’s party while he’s stalking them and they confront him??

you can find it here, it’s less oliver and more felix and reader😵‍💫

[cklukilutz]

✉ FFXIV RP Letters / Postcards ✉

The concept is simple: Send IC letters/postcards to other characters (via Asks).

You don't have to handwrite them either. Why not pick a font that best represents your character's handwriting, and type it instead? Then just hand it to the Post Moogles (upload it to the recipient's Asks).

As with real life letters, there's no requirements on length, or frequency. You can write as much (or little) as you want, when you want.

If anyone sees this and wants to write any of my characters, please hit me up. I also highly encourage reaching out to others to see if they'd be interested in such a thing.

It could also be a fun to extend RP to characters that you've seen around, but never had a chance to interact with. Timezones and DC locations have no power here!!

Something you'll want to establish before you start writing though, is how your characters know each other. Could be they simply posted/read a notice on a board about penpals wanted. Or maybe they met previously? Maybe they grew-up together?

Why not choose parchment that suits your character? Maybe they like pretty patterned paper, and always have a ready supply of stationery to choose from.

Or maybe they travel a lot, and just use a page or two from an everyday notepad they keep with them.

Or could they be the type that frequently forgets to write, and maybe only has a napkin or back of a flyer to hand when they finally do remember?

You could write about anything you'd like. Whatever your OC gets up to, or thinks about, and is happy to share.

Whatever you do: Have fun!!

[elissanatok]

﹒•˒⟿⭒「𝐑𝐀𝐑𝐄 ❞」ʿʿ ⟿☼

↳✉⭒˞˔˙ː❛ -ℎ𝑜𝑤 𝑑𝑜 𝑦𝑜𝑢 ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑙𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡?✹⋮

◌༄۵ !𝖺𝗏𝖾𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗌𝗈𝗎𝗅𝗆𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝖺𝗎 !

!𝚂.𝚁. //𝙱.𝙱.// 𝙿.𝙼. //𝙿.𝙿. !

𝖱𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗂𝗓𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗌𝗈𝗎𝗅𝗆𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝗂𝗌 𝖺 𝖼𝗎𝗍𝖾 𝗇𝖾𝗋𝖽 𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝗌𝖼𝗁𝗈𝗈𝗅 𝗂𝗌 𝗄𝗂𝗇𝖽𝖺 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝖿𝖾𝖼𝗍. 𝖱𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗂𝗓𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗈𝖾𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖿𝗋𝖾𝖾𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾, 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗐𝗁𝗈, 𝖺𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝗈, 𝗂𝗌 𝗄𝗂𝗇𝖽𝖺 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗋 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗉𝗅𝖾𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗐𝗂𝗇𝗀. 𝖱𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍??? 𝖶𝖾𝗅𝗅 – 𝖱𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗂𝗓𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗌𝗈𝗎𝗅𝗆𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗁𝗌 𝗆𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗂𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗈𝖾𝗌 𝗂𝗌 𝗄𝗂𝗇𝖽𝖺 – 𝗐𝖾𝗅𝗅 – 𝗅𝖾𝗍'𝗌 𝗌𝖾𝖾.

When I was a little girl, the world seemed brighter. The sun seemed to be a little lighter and more blinding. I remember my mother holding my hand tightly while she dragged me up the streets of San Francisco, because my father didn't bother picking us up at the shop after we went grocery shopping in July. I was sweating, something I still hate, and I realized that I wanted my father to be nicer to my mom. To be nicer in general. But I never witnessed that. Even after my brother was born, the only thing he would do was sit in his office and stare at his computer. He made call after call. It took my mother a while to find out that he was cheating on her, but it didn't even catch her of guard.

Three months later we were living at my grandmothers house, much to my mothers displeasure. She had a nice garden tho. After they got into a fight we left again in the middle of the night, just to go back to my father. I hated it.

My parents were never soulmates. They weren't meant to be and even if they tried to be, it always ended in tears and us moving.

I remember when I hugged him for the last time. The smell of coffee clung to him like I always thought only cigarettes could. I loved his coffee scent. Even if its fucked up, it always reminded me of home, a save place. But when he finally left, leaving us in the three bedroom flat, I knew it was the last time I would see his face.

Twelve years later my father sent me a postcard from Italy, saying he found his soulmate in his hometown. I didn't tell my mother and I didn't answer him. My mother was the one who deserved to have a love like this, someone to love her always, not him.

Twelve years later my father was probably still a dick.

Now, sitting at the new oak kitchen table my mother invested in, I couldn't imagine him here with us in New York. I couldn't even realize the fact, that we moved or that I still had to unpack. My eyes drifted to the boxes all around the room. We were just to unmotivated to unpack.

My mother went out to take a look at her new restaurant and my brother Charlie didn't bother looking up from his physics book, reminding me of the fact that if I wanted to graduate this year, I had to find a tutor. Of course, I could always ask my brother, but the little ego I had left couldn't die for my grades.

I yawned as I looked out of the window. It was raining and if it kept raining I would have to rethink the outfit I planned to wear to school tomorrow. If  I would even be able to find anything in those boxes. Stretching, I took the last sip of the hot choco I had left and clapped my hands, trying to motivate myself an maybe my brother. But neither worked.

ʿʿ ⟿☼

One hour later, y/n and Charlie were still doing nothing. Well- y/n was sketching her brother, who was studying and nipping on his drink every Minute, but to Caroline St. Lorenz they weren't really doing anything helpful – like unpacking.

"What are you doing?", she asked the moment she let the shopping bags fall onto the leather couch. "Learning.", Charlie answered without looking up, while his sister painted a gentle smile on her lips. "What did you buy?", she asked as she stood up and walked towards her. Of course she went shopping for decoration even though they didn't even unpack. "You know... stuff.", Caroline mumbled after releasing an exhausted breath. "Cool"

"You didn't even start. Why does it always have to be me who's supposed to do the shitty stuff?", she whined and let herself plop next to her bags on the couch. "Because we're helpless without you.", y/n whined in the same tone and looked around the flat.

It was big, definitely bigger than their last, but Caroline's cooking has gotten pretty known in the last years. Her restaurants had many locations and her name was well known. The lamp above Charlies head looked expensive, but not as expensive as the vase on the dresser. "Can't you just- ya know – call someone to do the job?", Charlie asked, looking slightly up from his book. y/n cracked in the matter of a second and fell into a loud laugh when her mom looked over the back of the couch and asked if she looked like a fucking mafiosi.

"Maybe.", her brother whispered, poking his tongue out at his sister the moment their mother looked away.

y/n sighed. 12 boxes for the kitchen and the living room, 10 for her mothers room and each 8 for the siblings room. She really didn't want to. And by the looks of it, nobody else wanted to unpack either. "Sooo- we aren't gonna do anything about the chaos?", she asked. Her mother opened her eyes. "Not if you're not gonna make the start."

Sighting again, she stretched, ready to do something, but deciding to start in her room. She had to set some priorities.

[sinnohlunarfestival]

Lucky Garchomp Raffle

A new years tradition is sending out cards to friends and family alike, sometimes to business partners, co-workers or even acquaintances. No matter who, it isn't odd to get a post card during this time of year!

Did you know that New Years cards specifically are serialized? Yes, each card has a special serial number on its corner and there is a yearly raffle held where you could possibly win prizes!

The Lucky Garchomp Raffle will be held on January 12th at 8 PM est!

RULES

Send '✉︎' or (POSTCARD) to get a Postcard entry for the raffle!

One entry per mun; you cannot get multiple entry by sending from various blogs.

Deadline to ask for a postcard is January 11 8 PM est.

Results will be determined using a prize wheel!

[penboipal]

June 4th 2023

Outgoing postcards ✉ Belarus ✉ New Zealand ✉ Germany

[iny2kp-vr]

ᯓ✉❧...

*STARTS BOOKING IT* (Running)

✎Signed, User-Postcard♥︎

No you don't.

[daisy-janeee]

hi! do I call you daisy or jane? -@astrquest

you can call me either but i prefer daisy <33

[darkness-holds-eternal-light]

So you guys, I love writing. Post cards (also the foldable ones) especially, long letters take me a bit longer. I love to decorate them, I have lots of nice stuff for that. :)

I like writing in different languages too. 🐸

I just wanted to say that if you like writing postcards too, I'd love to have a pen pal. 😊✍🏼📃✉🍀💜

[proteidaes]

Out of curiosity would you ever create a Ko-Fi tier for just the postcard?

I will if there's interest for it!! Would a $5 subscription sound about right? ✉✉✉

[lestafinn]

Upd: Every five cards have been claimed. Will send them, as soon as possible 🖤 ✉

Ok people, now be a lot of words. October always make me happy, deliver me a romantic mood and inspires me. I love to draw, i wish i could do this more often (i'm fuckin procrastinator). So usually i'm sharing with my sketches in my instagram, but today i decided to do this here and even more. Please raise your hands, if you're:

1. Love postcards and paper letters.

2. Love art.

3. Obsessed with Respectfully admires Joel Hokka.

Got match on every punkt? So this is message for you. I printed some postcards with my charcoal sketch and wanna send 'em via post. Absolutely for free, cause i think people shoud spread more art and good vibes. Mention: i do not get any profit outta this, but yours good mood.

I have 5 postcards , you can have it if you want it, even without dead body. DM me. First 5 people will get a postcard. You can use as a bookmark or decorate desk space or pin it on your wall. Or maybe, when this shit-corona-show will finally over - take it to a concert and get Joel's autograph... I really hope for better days.

Extra 2 cards goes to: @vanilla-hate and @rbf451

UPD: 0 left

Every five cards have been claimed. Will send them, as soon as possible 🖤 ✉

[blondedmuse]

How do you get so good at writing?

there’s still so much I could improve with my writing, but READING. reading genuinely good, well written books (pls no colleen hoover) consistently has done so much for my writing. good writers are good readers!! usually i’ll be reading a book for my english class but i’ll also make sure to be reading 1-2 books in my free time

[satorisoup]

i'm smiling so hard it's a little unreasonable but hi! it's really not easy for me to talk to people in real life so i'm happy to have friends online 🫶

EEEK hello hello my beloved !! >//< m’ soso excited to see you in my inbox teehee !! <3 SOBSOB forgive me for being a little late with my response !! T^T

WAHHH PLS you are too sweet omigosh !! >//< you’ve got me smiling too teehee !! <3 SNIFFLE i completely understand, im the same way !! T^T online friends are always soso much fun to have !! m’ soso glad to have you as one of them & im supa excited to get to know you ma love !! ^_^

UWAHH how are you doing my beloved ?? has life been kind to you ?? do you have any animes you enjoy watching ?? I MUST KNOW !! m’ sending you the bestest wishes EVAAA & huggin’ you soso tightly !! MWUUUAH !! <3 🍓

[lunariet-arc]

✉     ⸺     @scrrface​​ ​     𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐧. 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒.     ┆     not accepting.

👫 ( your reply is coming soon ♡ )

In spite of the hundreds of flowers that have been offered to her under the shape of either bouquets or decors,   Kaguya never really developed a real interest in cultivating or discovering more things about them...   Until Tony showed her his beautiful garden and managed to actually pique her attention.   Since then,   she has bought countless of books about flowers and plants and the art of gardening and has filled the expanse of her apartment with dozens of little and big vases,   each one housing a different type of flower or plant.   While she initially did so in order to have something to talk about with him and thus share little moments of their lives together,   she is now really attached to her   ‘green babies’   and has gone as far as having each of their unique names carved onto the vases.   There is one specific flower,   that she keeps on the windowsill of her music studio,   that reminds her of him and it is thus her favorite. 

Ever since Tony mentioned his problems with falling asleep,   Kaguya has taken it ‘pon herself to compose a melody that may be capable of soothing his mind and heart and thus allow him to easily fall asleep,   even if for naught but a brief lapse of time.   This special songs,   which has taken quite a long time to thoroughly compose and then polish,   has two different versions,   none of which has lyrics to accompany it:   one for the piano and one for the koto.   As this is very special to her,   she refuses to play it for anyone else but him.

She usually does her best to observe him and thus discover which things he enjoys and which things he dislikes.   As a direct consequence,   whenever she does happen ‘pon something that may indeed fit his tastes,   Kaguya does not hesitate before buying it and having it delivered to his house   ;   throughout the course of few months,   she has gotten him delicious food,   books,   little useless objects that somehow reminded her of him and much more.

While texting is indeed easy and effortless,   Kaguya sometimes sends him handwritten letters   !   This mostly happens when she is out of town because of her job,   so that she may include snap - shots of the places that she is visiting,   postcards and dried flowers native to that specific place of the world.   Of course,   every letter is drenched in perfume   !   This might not be the best way to communicate with him but she hopes that it is enough to make him realize that no matter how far they are,   a part of her will always think about him.

[sinnohlunarfestival]

✉︎

A very small Pidgey came with a postcard clutched in its tiny little claws. It dropped the card in front of him before plopping on the windowsill.

[penboipal]

April 18th 2023

Outgoing postcards ✉ Austria ✉ Portugal ✉ Czechia ✉ Japan ✉ United States

[iny2kp-vr]

ᯓ✉❧Awhh, why is everyone being so loud, mad and/ or negative? I just want to spread positivity like the rest of us would've wanted~!

✎Signed, User-Postcard♥︎

Haha... Yes... Yes... Why... Than why does it hurt so much...