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The Bloody Ballet
“Never allow someone to be your priority while allowing yourself to be their option.” — Mark Twain Ask/Rp Blog for my fandomless OC Dylan Mercer. Multi verse and ship. Mun and muse +25 (FC: Cody Fern)
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good morning my beloveds! this is a bit of a surprise post, but i'm thinking it makes more sense to say this in a post now rather than copy and paste it for the heartbreaking number of people asking abt this in my inbox!
allow me to paraphrase the overall message of, at present, fifteen nearly identical messages in my inbox:
"hi blue. i'm wondering if you have any advice on how to deal with people not interacting with you anymore. i make all these posts and starter calls, i post memes, i answer drafts, i do everything in my power to make my dash a nice, happy place for people to feel comfortable enough to approach me for interactions and conversations, but nobody is doing anything. nobody is liking my posts, or commenting, or reblogging. my notifs are empty, and i feel really awful about it."
that's actually, word for word, what has been in my inbox for three days now. and i didn't know how to respond, because quite honestly, i have no advice for you. none except for this:
please, please, please start interacting with your mutuals some more.
i'm guilty of it myself. i go silent a lot, i've no idea why. however, i still make a good effort of trying to comment on people's posts, because that's what this place is. tumblr is a social media platform. we socialize on this platform. if we stop doing that, it ceases to be a social media platform.
but a single like can do so much for a person. sending a DM to do some plots, commenting on a post about how to make a grilled cheese REALLY special (i like to add pesto to mine!) or sending unprompted asks to a new mutual! it doesn't have to be massive. but we have stopped interacting with one another, and it really, really sucks. it's so disheartening, it really is, and if that happens to one person, they'll stop sending out notifs as well. and it'll expand, like ripples in a puddle.
it breaks my heart to see so many people facing this challenge. and i'm so sorry that i've been unable to provide a solid answer or suggestion. but the issue here is the community itself. it's a classic example of an individual issue expanding into a social one. if we stop communicating, if we stop socializing, on a SOCIAL MEDIA PLATFORM, then it's no longer a social media platform. we're no longer a community. we're just a bunch of people who like to write, and we're all on tumblr.
let's make it a resolution. in fact, a challenge. let's all agree to like a few posts each day. or comment on a friend's post, or send in a few memes, or randomly tag people in starters. it's not a massive effort, it's not a huge energetic loss. if we all did a small bit each day, i can guarantee that the dash would transform almost overnight into the community we all knew and loved and deserve! but we all need to be making that conscious choice to interact and communicate more often.
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Imagine when you find your soulmate, your heart starts to glow red. Send me “♥” for my muses reaction to it happening when our muses meet.
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Reblog this if you don’t mind doing multiple threads at a time with someone.
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A FEW INTIMATE SENTENCE STARTERS
❝ I want you to shower with me. ❞
❝ The way you just looked at me…it made me feel something I’ve never felt before. ❞
❝ I look at you and I’m home. ❞
❝ I need you to touch me. ❞
❝ The only thing I was ever jealous of was imagining a life with you that should have been with me. ❞
❝ If you kiss me it’s only going to end up with both of us naked and you screaming my name. ❞
❝ I did it for you. For us. ❞
❝ Say my name again. Moan it against my mouth. ❞
❝ There’s nothing that voice couldn’t make me do. ❞
❝ You’re so beautiful/handsome when you’re like this. ❞
❝ Let me hold you. You’re safe in my arms. ❞
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Send me ❝I don’t like the way they’re looking at you ❞ for my muse’s reaction to yours saying this while feeling jealous/possessive.
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𝟏𝟎𝟎 𝑵𝑶𝑵𝑽𝑬𝑹𝑩𝑨𝑳 𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑷𝑻𝑺 . ( a collection of 100 nonverbal action prompts . mature and potentially triggering themes are present . add “ + reverse ” to swap assigned roles . )
∗ o1﹕ sender tucks hair out of receiver’s face .
∗ o2﹕ sender offers receiver a bite from their fork .
∗ o3﹕ sender places their feet / legs in receiver's lap .
∗ o4﹕ sender offers receiver an earbud to share their music .
∗ o5﹕ sender comforts receiver in the aftermath of a nightmare .
∗ o6﹕ sender gives receiver company in the hospital .
∗ o7﹕ sender wraps their arms around a hysterical receiver to calm them .
∗ o8﹕ sender shows up at receiver’s home late at night .
∗ o9﹕ sender falls asleep leaning against receiver .
∗ 1o﹕ sender wields a [ gun / knife ] at receiver .
∗ 11﹕ sender runs their fingers through receiver’s hair .
∗ 12﹕ sender invites receiver to dance .
∗ 13﹕ sender takes a [ picture / video ] of receiver .
∗ 14﹕ sender places their head in receiver’s lap .
∗ 15﹕ sender and receiver make eye contact across a busy room .
∗ 16﹕ sender pushes receiver against a wall to kiss them .
∗ 17﹕ sender and receiver cook together .
∗ 18﹕ sender comes to receiver after being injured .
∗ 19﹕ sender sits in receiver’s lap .
∗ 2o﹕ sender lifts receiver's chin , invoking eye contact .
∗ 21﹕ sender overtakes receiver in combat .
∗ 22﹕ sender finds receiver [ injured / bloodied ] .
∗ 23﹕ sender straightens an article of receiver’s clothes .
∗ 24﹕ sender crawls into bed with receiver .
∗ 25﹕ sender rolls their eyes at receiver .
∗ 26﹕ sender lights receiver’s [ cigarette / joint ] .
∗ 27﹕ sender is caught wearing receiver's clothes .
∗ 28﹕ sender strikes receiver with a pillow .
∗ 29﹕ sender writes a note on receiver’s skin : [ note ] .
∗ 3o﹕ sender wraps a blanket around receiver’s shoulders .
∗ 31﹕ sender runs and jumps into receiver’s arms .
∗ 32﹕ sender shoves receiver out of anger .
∗ 33﹕ sender hovers over receiver’s shoulder as they complete a task .
∗ 34﹕ sender is found by receiver somewhere they shouldn’t be .
∗ 35﹕ sender curls up against receiver in their sleep .
∗ 36﹕ sender is found drunk by receiver .
∗ 37﹕ sender throws an item of sentiment bitterly at receiver .
∗ 38﹕ sender joins receiver in the shower .
∗ 39﹕ sender is caught following receiver .
∗ 4o﹕ sender traces one of receiver’s [ scars / bruises ] .
∗ 41﹕ sender twines their fingers with receiver’s .
∗ 42﹕ sender barges into receiver’s home unannounced .
∗ 43﹕ sender kicks receiver’s shin beneath a table .
∗ 44﹕ sender aggressively shoves past receiver .
∗ 45﹕ sender kisses receiver’s [ forehead / cheek ] .
∗ 46﹕ sender pulls receiver out of harm’s way .
∗ 47﹕ sender is found sobbing by receiver .
∗ 48﹕ sender locks receiver out of their room .
∗ 49﹕ sender brings receiver [ coffee / tea ] in the morning .
∗ 5o﹕ sender rests their forehead against receiver’s .
∗ 51﹕ sender plays a song for receiver that reminds them of them : [ song ] .
∗ 52﹕ sender takes a [ punch / stab / bullet ] meant for receiver .
∗ 53﹕ sender buys receiver a drink at a bar .
∗ 54﹕ sender needs receiver’s help getting in the bath .
∗ 55﹕ sender and receiver cross paths in the kitchen late at night .
∗ 56﹕ sender twists receiver’s arm behind their back .
∗ 57﹕ sender winks at receiver .
∗ 58﹕ sender is found collapsed by receiver .
∗ 59﹕ sender prevents an injured receiver from getting up .
∗ 6o﹕ sender claps a hand over receiver’s mouth to silence them .
∗ 61﹕ sender cages receiver against a [ wall / the floor ] with their arms .
∗ 62﹕ sender storms away from receiver during an argument .
∗ 63﹕ sender is found by receiver sleeping in receiver’s bed .
∗ 64﹕ sender [ applies / touches up ] receiver’s makeup .
∗ 65﹕ sender throws receiver into a wall during combat .
∗ 66﹕ sender dances sensually with receiver .
∗ 67﹕ sender strikes receiver across the face .
∗ 68﹕ sender places their hand on receiver’s leg while driving .
∗ 69﹕ sender pulls a chair out from under receiver .
∗ 7o﹕ sender catches receiver’s wrist when they turn to leave .
∗ 71﹕ sender leaves an intimate mark on receiver .
∗ 72﹕ sender beats receiver in a video game .
∗ 73﹕ sender and receiver stand in stunned silence after a fight .
∗ 74﹕ sender cares for receiver while they’re sick .
∗ 75﹕ sender and receiver go on a hike .
∗ 76﹕ sender is caught snooping in receiver’s things .
∗ 77﹕ sender and receiver cuddle while watching television .
∗ 78﹕ sender throws something aggressively at receiver .
∗ 79﹕ sender creeps up behind receiver to scare them .
∗ 8o﹕ sender and receiver go shopping together .
∗ 81﹕ sender helps receiver [ dye / style ] their hair .
∗ 82﹕ sender draws receiver into a kiss by the back of their neck .
∗ 83﹕ sender is discovered having a panic attack by receiver .
∗ 84﹕ sender accidentally injures receiver during sparring .
∗ 85﹕ sender grabs receiver roughly by the hair .
∗ 86﹕ sender brings receiver to their knees during combat .
∗ 87﹕ sender shows receiver evidence of a lie they told .
∗ 88﹕ sender winks [ seductively / mockingly ] at receiver .
∗ 89﹕ sender yells at receiver to put their hands in the air .
∗ 9o﹕ sender helps receiver patch up a wound .
∗ 91﹕ sender holds receiver as they cry .
∗ 92﹕ sender silently and angrily points receiver towards the door .
∗ 93﹕ sender gestures for receiver to sit down .
∗ 94﹕ sender pulls receiver into their lap .
∗ 95﹕ sender cradles receiver’s face .
∗ 96﹕ sender tackles receiver out of the way of danger .
∗ 97﹕ sender has hidden an injury from receiver , and receiver finds out .
∗ 98﹕ sender confronts receiver about their unhealthy behavior .
∗ 99﹕ sender proposes to receiver .
∗ 1oo﹕ sender has just died , receiver finds out .
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ULTIMATE SHIP MEME - Send my character a ❤ and I'll fill in the form of what my character would do with yours.
BOLD YOUR CHOICES
Affectionate;
Holding hands | Cheek kisses | Hugs from behind | Cuddling | Hand kiss | PDA | Spooning | Shared baths | Whispers | Affectionate texts | Caressing | Stroke hair | No displays of affection
Sex;
Shower sex | Wall sex | Neck bites | Oral | Morning sex | Drunk sex | Public sex | Backseat of car | BDSM | No sex
Dates;
Picnic | Cinema | Restaurant | Sports game | Hike | Coffee | Museum | Club | Bar | Beach | No dates
Would my character…
Marry them? Yes | No
Have sex on the first date? Yes | No
Confess their attraction first? Yes | No
Have children/adopt? Yes | No
Die for your character? Yes | No
Cheat on your character? Yes | No
Lie to them? Yes | No
Cuddle after sex? Yes | No
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🐝 * ― 𝑭𝑶𝑼𝑵𝑫 𝑭𝑨𝑴𝑰𝑳𝒀 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺. ( found family is one of my all time favorite tropes so i’ve decided to make these starters, including both fluff and angst. feel free to adjust to better fit your muses. )
❛ you’re like the family i wish i had. ❜
❛ i trust you with my life. ❜
❛ please don’t ever leave me. ❜
❛ you’re the only person i have left! ❜
❛ you’re more than just a friend to me. you’re family. ❜
❛ i don’t want to be alone anymore. ❜
❛ you’re the closest thing to a brother / sister i have. ❜
❛ come on, give me a hug. ❜
❛ i love you, [name]. ❜
❛ you’re my favorite person in the whole world. ❜
❛ thank you for always being there for me. ❜
❛ this means more to me than you can imagine. ❜
❛ i care about you and i will always care about you. ❜
❛ you’re acting like my mom. ❜
❛ shut up and let me comfort you. ❜
❛ i’ve never been part of a group before. ❜
❛ you have no idea just how important you are to me. ❜
❛ i seriously regret letting you move in with me. ❜
❛ can you just hold me for a while? ❜
❛ i couldn’t ask for a better friend. ❜
❛ is this what family is supposed to be like? ❜
❛ i wish we had grown up together. ❜
❛ it feels like you’ve always been part of my life. ❜
❛ you know me better than anyone. ❜
❛ just leave me alone, okay? ❜
❛ this place is the closest thing to home i have. ❜
❛ i’m so lucky i got to meet you. ❜
❛ if you ask me, this whole ‘blood is thicker than water’ thing is nonsense. ❜
❛ you’re making me feel a little less lonely. ❜
❛ just face it, you’re stuck with me now ― whether you want to or not. ❜
❛ i want to grow old with you. ❜
❛ you’re the first person who has accepted me for who i am. ❜
❛ i’ve finally found my people. ❜
❛ will you still love me even if i tell you my secret? ❜
❛ no matter what you do or say, i’m not leaving you. ❜
❛ you don’t have to deal with this on you’re own. ❜
❛ i want to help you, but you have to let me in. ❜
❛ this is the nicest thing anyone has ever done for me. ❜
❛ i’m here fore you. today. tomorrow. every day for the rest of your life. ❜
❛ if you need me, i’m just one call away. ❜
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He gets out his cell phone and then looks back up at her "If this backfires you're going to feel really bad about it you know that right? No one actually saw him go at me so they don't know what the hell happened here and it's going to be on my word until they investigate further."
Dylan then sits down on the ground and looks at his phone for a bit before dialing and reporting the killing. He hangs up then and looks down at the concrete with a sigh "Now we let a jury of my peers decide whether what I did was right or wrong."
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Dylan looks up from the body in front of him, soaked in the other man's blood "You have to understand it was him or me, he attacked me with a gun and we fought over it. It went off accidentally, I don't know what to do now." He looks at Ari with a fearful look "Do you think I should call the cops and stick around until they get here?"
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"I know you're not but it's just scary as all hell is all. Once they give me the once over I'm sure they'll leave me alone but you might want to get that lawyer ready for if someone fucks up because I don't want to have to go to prison for not doing anything but being the new guy." Dylan looks at him with a smile and comes over behind Bill, giving him a hug from behind "You're the best. You know that right? For putting up with all my shit."
He then picks up the cup of coffee and looks at him incredulously "Is there a person on Earth that actually only wants one waffle? That's sacrilegious, I'll have three since I'll work off most of it dancing today." Dylan then chuckles shaking his head "I might look after myself but when it comes to food I go a little overboard with the bad stuff or that's what the teacher would say anyway." He looks at Bill with a thoughtful look on his face "Your right I wouldn't be me if I weren't as sensitive as I am now and I don't want to change anyway."
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“Waffles I think. I’m in the mood for a lot of pockets to catch syrup that I’m going to use on them.” He chuckles then looking at his boyfriend starting to work on the stove “Wish I knew how to cook worth a damn then I could cook for you one of these mornings. That’s something that we could do together sometime. You could teach me how to cook and I could teach you how to look pretty.” Dylan chuckles at the joke that he just threw out and then quiets down
He gets a thoughtful look on his face and then nods his head “Alright then, if you want to know everything then I guess I should tell you that along with everyone else at the studio their looking into me for these murders. I know that’s what they have to do but it’s making me a little jumpy and that could be why I’m having the nightmares or it could be that I’m just too sensitive for things like this and should get a tougher skin.”
“I really hate the fact that they are looking at me Bill because you and I both know that I would never do anything like this to anyone.” He shrugs his shoulders “I have alibis for each and every murder that’s been committed.” Dylan then chuckles and sets his cup down crossing his arms over his chest “The others are just looking for someone to pounce on and I think that might be me or the new janitor sense we are new there it’s just a big shitty mess and I don’t like it at all.”
“Waffles it is. How many? Two or three?” Bill asked, head turning over his shoulder to look at his lover curiously, “One?” He added with an accusatory look as if that were completely outrageous. Who ever heard of someone only wanting one waffle? The author certainly hadn’t, but Dylan was a dancer who took very good care of his body so who knew what his stance on waffles was. At least he was allowing him to make them for him in the first place.
“Fair trade if you ask me. God knows I need all the help I can get in that department,” he laughed. His hands were busy making the batter while the other man revealed — at last — what was really going on at the studio. “That’s just them being thorough, right? They have to look at everyone,” Bill comforted. Whatever Dylan needed he would provide. “I know it can’t feel good, and you are just as sensitive as you need to be. Don’t you dare change.”
Once he got one waffle in the iron he turned to face his lover. “You don’t have to convince me, Dylan. I know you had nothing to do with any of this. And if you want, I can get you an amazing lawyer. I’m not letting them take you away because someone fucks something up with the investigation.” Bill had money and if it meant paying a lawyer to make sure that Dylan was safe then that was exactly what he would do. “You know I’m not going to let anything happen to you.”
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