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//Unearthing my old cosplay for a 3rd year prank day. Seems like I'm another brand of detective for the day!

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* WNRS HEADCANON QUESTION PROMPTS ,

THE WHAT'S.

what's been your muse's happiest memory?

what has been your muse's earliest recollection of happiness?

what are five lessons your muse learned the hard way?

what lesson took your muse the longest to un-learn?

what is a dream your muse let go of?

what part of your muse's life works what part of their life hurts?

what's the most unexplainable thing that happened to your muse?

what could have your muse done better in previous relationships?

what is your muse's biggest regret?

what is something your muse has never told anyone? why?

what is one positive and negative thing about your muse?

what did the people who raised your muse teach you about love?

what is your muse passionate about?

what's the first thing others noticed about your muse?

what is your muse's type in three (or more) words?

what is an assumption that is often made about your muse?

what did your muse want to be as a child?

what compliment does your muse hear the most?

what subject did your muse thrive at in school? did they fail any?

what is something your muse needs to hear right now?

what does your muse fear the most?

what's the worst pain your muse has ever been in that wasn't physical?

what is hardest for your muse to understand?

THE IS AND IF'S.

is your muse lying to themselves about anything?

is your muse more afraid of failure or success? why?

if your muse could get to know someone in their life on a deeper level who would it be and why?

is your muse unaware of something about themselves?

if your muse had to chose: would they prefer someone cheering them up, or being left alone when they're in a foul mood?

is your muse missing anyone right now?

if your muse had to admit, what went wrong in their last relationship?

is your muse like what they are expected to be?

is your muse more of a creative or analytical type? explain.

if your muse had to rank following in importance: family, career, love life, what would they say?

if your muse could change their name, what would it be?

is your muse someone who would get a name tattooed on themselves? why or why not?

if your muse had to let go of something, what should it be?

is your muse afraid to be themselves?

if your muse could go back in time, would they? why?

is your muse proud of themselves? why or why not?

is your muse in denial about anything? explain.

if your muse had to choose: would they prefer being the heartbreaker or being heartbroken?

THE HOW'S.

how can your muse become a better person?

how old does your muse feel emotionally?

how does your muse deal with being alone? do they thrive or struggle?

how can you turn your muse off the most?

how can you turn your muse on the most?

how does your muse show gratitude? do they?

how close is your muse to their mom, dad and/or guardian?

how does one earn your muse's vulnerability?

how does your muse take a compliment?

how can someone break your muse's heart?

how does your muse take an insult?

THE DOES AND HAS'.

has a stranger ever changed your muse's life?

does your muse have an attractive quality about them that isn't physical?

does your muse believe in second chances? why or why not?

has your muse ever fallen in love?

does your muse fall in love easily? why or why not?

does your muse believe in fate, or do they think things happen because of their decisions?

has your experienced losing someone they cared a lot about?

does your muse agree that people never change and they just show their true colours?

does the image your muse has of themselves match the image other people see them as?

has your muse earned any big achievements?

does your muse wish they could change something about themselves?

does your muse lie easily? what is the worst lie they ever told?

has a major turning point in your muse's life changed a perspective of life they once had?

THE OTHERS.

where is your muse most qualified to give advice about?

when was the last time your muse cried and why?

who is someone in your muse's life they can always run to?

are there questions your muse would like the answer to? what are they?

where does your muse hurt the most?

when was the last time your muse completely lost themselves?

where is an area that your muse might need reassurance for?

who is someone that changed your muse's life the most?

where does your muse feel most like themselves?

are there any accomplishments your muse would want to achieve before they die?

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Chekov’s gun.

Tsukiko was supposed to be studying. She had a rigid schedule, and she always had some time reserved specifically so she could get her head in some of the subjects she wasn’t that good at.

Her eyes had wandered to a newspaper at the very back of her bookshelf. She hadn’t been able to get any work done ever since she laid eyes on it.

It was an in-depth look on the things that were uncovered by her father after his death. She remembered how painful it was, to have pictures of herself spread all across Japan, to be put under the spotlight so early and treated as a victim of abuse—she still idolized her father, back then, and it hurt to hear others speak ill of the father she had just lost. The resentment was still very alive in her chest, even now, when it came to the man who uncovered her father’s crimes, even if she could understand where he was coming from.

Fabricating evidence. Bribing the defense lawyers, the prosecution, the judge, the jury. Forcing confessions with intimidation and violent means. …On top of that, child abuse. The details of the abuse were… gruesome, and she skimmed over them. She had lived through them herself, after all; there was no need for her to relive what she had so ingrained in her memory. But her eyes landed on a picture of herself, her shoulders held gently by the chief of police, who was placing a blanket over her.

Her expression was weary. She was several pounds underweight back then. Her arm was broken, and the purple under her eyes screamed of overworking. And still, she remembered how calm she had acted. Like father had instructed: never cry, never show weakness. She only moved along, quietly taking in her situation and preparing to follow along with work as father had asked her to all her life. …It was terrifying, to think that she could easily slip back into that mindset at any moment.

How easy it was, to denounce all emotion as detrimental to her logic! How comfortable, to lean back into darkness, to isolate herself, to shun all that was human and kind. Sometimes she could feel herself thinking like she used to. She couldn’t accept help, because that was something a weak person would do. She couldn’t have friends, because relying on others was weakness. When she caught herself thinking that, she would stop and think.

Hey.

You’re acting like father wanted you to right now.

…she closed the newspaper, then her eyes, tossing the old thing aside. …Breathe in. Breathe out. …She shook her head, before reaching for her math textbook and opening it.

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EXTENSIVE  OC  BUILDING  TEMPLATE 

below the cut is a form/questionnaire to help in the process of creating muses for anyone who might like! it can also help in building up canon muses too! feel free to use/reblog/repost as needed 🖤

Continuar lendo

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here’s a script you can use for approaching writing partners about accessibility needs.  

APPROACHING: [ hey! i was wondering if it would be possible for you to not use  (insert formatting style)  for our threads?  it’s difficult for me to read. ♡ ] 

REMINDING: [ hey! i know it’s hard to keep up with everything and you might have forgotten which is totally okay! so i was just checking back in to ask if you could continue to  (insert accommodation need)  for our threads?  thanks!! ] 

as your local autistic struggling it out with dyslexia,  i understand if you’re anxious or have any kind of social disorders which make you worried about phrasing things wrong.  but from experience,  i can promise you 99% of the time your mutuals want to accommodate you,  they just need to know your needs.  it can be difficult to retain every single mutuals’ specific needs listed in their rules.  but that personal interaction will help them commit yours to memory. 

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You don’t need to say you’re disabled, physically ill, mentally ill, neurodivergent, working overtime, etc as a reason to not reply to your roleplay partners instantaneously. You don’t need to have any reason for not dropping everything to respond to roleplay partners. This culture of "instant replies" is very new, and it's also unrealistic. Nobody should be expected to be online and responding 24-7. Even if someone is online on discord, Skype, Wire, etc, don't expect them to respond to you immediately. And if you're on the other side, don't beat yourself up for not responding to people immediately, for literally any reason!

Give yourself some grace, take a deep breath. It's ok. People will understand, and if they don't, then they're not worth your worry.

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Shout out to all those rp'rs that don’t give up, despite having next to no interaction. Shout to all the rp'rs who post starter after starter and never get a reply Shout out to all the opens, that were abandoned, or deleted Shout out to the asks that never got answered Should out to all the threads that got dropped Shout out to all the muns that felt they weren’t good enough. Shout out to all the OC’s that stopped existing because no one liked them enough to interact Shout out to all the forgotten rp blogs

The rp community can be so difficult lately, and everyone seems to be picky. But do not doubt yourself okay? Your writing skills will improve, and your character will develop. If need be, take a break from tumblr, sit down, and write a prompt just for you to enjoy. Things will be okay.

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RELATIONSHIP BUILDING

Send ⭐️ (or multiple) for a headcanon about our muses. Send ☎ for your muse’s info in my muses phone (name, ringtone, picture, last text received/sent). Send 🎼 for a song that reminds me of our muses. Send 👋 for three things that describe our muses relationship. Send 👂 to overhear my muse talking about yours. Send 👤+ a muse name for my muse’s opinion on that muse (with the other muse/mun’s permission). Send 😍 for my muse to tell yours three things they love about them. Send 💤 for my muse to say something about yours in their sleep. Send 📖 for my muse to read out an entry in their journal/diary about yours. Send ✉ for a written letter from my muse. Send📱for a voicemail my muse left yours. Send 🌀 for my muse’s reaction to getting stuck in a storm with yours. Send 🍺 for my muses drunk reaction around yours. Send 💰 for your muse to ask mine for money. Send ✔️ for a daydream my muse has had about/involving yours. Send 👀 for my muse to compliment yours Send 💋 for how my muse would seduce/flirt with yours. Send  👏 and what your muse will do to fluster mine. Send 😙 for my muse’s reaction to yours being super affectionate. Send 🍵 and my muse will reveal one of their biggest regrets involving yours. Send 😶 and my muse will confess to something they wish they didn’t do that affected your muse.

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“…~.”

It was a very simple gift, but considering it was her first ever attempt, she was happy with having come up with it at all. It was… less of her own style, and more of something she thought would be appreciated.

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i don’t want to steal an image but i just could not reblog the post for some reason, but yes i feel this image on a spiritual level.

also credit for the image goes to @stitchrph​​.

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Katsuhiro: High ceilings, three bedrooms. Why does every perp have a nicer apartment than me?

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Katsuhiro: Since when was babysitting Kiyomizu Tsukiko my job -

Katsuhiro: ...

Katsuhiro: Oh my God, that's exactly my job.

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//been ages since I last wrote anything here, so… updated information about me on the rules link so no one misgenders me or something pffff if you want to see it, click on the link on my bio, it should work… most of the time!

anyway hi hello how's it going guys it's been a while hasn't it

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It was a bit pathetic.

This girl… was problematic, beyond belief. She could be very kind, sure, he’d seen that before; but at the same time she could show compassion, she would drag others around with no consideration and rant on and on for hours. Honestly, …he always thought it was a little sad. Hell, he wasn’t one to ever feel pity, but she managed to wring that emotion out of him somehow.

All she had to do was sit in silence, and his heart was twisted in pain.

She had called him over for Valentine’s—he had nothing to do, and she had no one to see as far as he was aware (and, considering the amount of fans she had gathered overtime, it probably wasn’t from the lack of interest). For her, Valentine’s Day was just another day of work, another day of doing what she would always do, no matter the day of the week: she would browse through case files, note down deductions, schedule and check things with witnesses and suspects alike, and going out to do some fieldwork for her was expected already. …He had been expecting to work hard, to get his legs sore from all of the running around Tokyo, to get home and complain to his friends over the phone about how the bratty detective kid worked him to the bone.

She silently reviewed evidence, sitting seiza style, her eyes glossy and expression neutral.

By this point, she would usually ramble on and on about this or that detective show she had been watching, as if both their entire lives didn’t revolve around solving crimes already. And yet, not a peep, not a sigh. She did not respond to him asking her about her mood as well. …At first he thought she hadn’t heard him, so he tried to ask again, only to receive a case file for him to look at himself. Her behavior was… puzzling, and he was unsure what to do next. She was quiet and calm, but it just felt off compared to what he was used to by now.

…how could he put it?

This was how she’d have acted when her father was still around, if she did anything to make him upset. He remembered very vaguely the way her expression would contort into sheer fright, before settling into blankness. He wondered how he could have missed it back then, the way she was so mortally terrified of her own father. He wondered why he had been so blind of admiration for his superior, or if he could have helped her any sooner. It was creepy, and it made him feel an uncomfortable pit in his stomach as he got up from his seat.

Her eyes moved from the case file to him, watching closely as he moved away from the desk. He hoped she’d ask, but not a word.

“I’m making you something for dinner, kid,” He finally blurted out, making his way to the kitchen. “I don’t want you to end up as skinny as you used to be.”

She didn’t move from her spot. Her hand lingered over the pages of the case file she was reading, softly hovering over the pages… before she took it with her fingers and moved to the next one. She did not reply, but he hoped she acknowledged the hint of worry in his voice.

If she didn’t need help with someone on the field, maybe she just wanted some company. She did look a bit sadder than usual lately; girls that age were like that, yeah? …God, why was he so worried about her? She wasn’t his kid, at best she was his ex-boss’s daughter. She had no relation to him, and he even thought she was annoying for the longest of time. So… what exactly was making him feel so compelled to think about her well-being? Why did he come, on a Sunday, to a kid’s house and ended up cooking for her?

…he didn’t… know. Honestly, he thought he might as well give up on trying to think too deeply about it. He used to complain he was always relegated to a brat’s babysitter inside the police, but he was consciously putting himself in that position now. Was it a habit? A compulsion, a psychological need to take care of someone younger than him? Whatever it was, it was winning, and he didn’t have the heart to turn back and tell her he had changed his mind. He told that sad teenager that he was gonna cook, he was gonna cook, goddamnit.

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//At this moment, I’m in a hiatus, sadly. I haven’t been doing really good with Persona 5.

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//I haven't been feeling really motivated to write here. I'm sorry, guys :")