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jxstadaydreamer · 1 year

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first impressions

from this gifset by @celestyeol

Pairing: Park Chanyeol x afab reader Genre: Strangers to Lovers, Romance, Fluff Word count: 5235

Summary: Getting back into the dating scene is tough and no one you've come across on these God-forsaken apps have caught your attention. But when one finally does, despite the fact there's an undeniable spark between the two of you and the amount of not-a-date coffee runs you've been on together, you're still too afraid to go on an official first date with him.

Author's note: Happy birthday to my one & only! 🎉 Thank you to my beloved for always proof reading my work and making sure my tenses match up! This story is an idea I’ve had for a long time after being inspired by a comment from a Reddit thread. I started it a while ago and gave up on it multiple times but I’m proud that I managed to pull through and finish it. I hope you can enjoy 💞 Feedback is always very appreciated! And if you do like it, please consider sharing it too 💞

It’s been quite a while since you were last in a relationship, your previous one had you sworn off the entire male species so you could heal your wounds and work on yourself. Of course you were a grown woman with needs and had the occasional short-lived fling here and there but now your desires had grown to something deeper and beyond bedroom activities. You began to miss having that intimate bond with a special someone. Just having another person to run silly errands with, have late night conversations about deep topics or nothing in particular, someone to marathon a tv show or try a new recipe with.

Loneliness gets to everyone, sooner or later.

You don’t want to actively, desperately seek out a partner but you have to start somewhere. And with some slightly aggressive persuasion from your friends, and your own deep dive internet research where you had found a convincing number of success stories, you decide to sign up for some dating apps. Because apparently ‘that’s how everyone meets these days!’

Now, you expected to come across some weirdos and creeps, of course, men who send one liners ranging from awfully cheesy to downright disrespectful or those who ask for your snapchat straight away because that’s where they prefer to chat, the latter being an immediate red flag to you. It wasn’t all bad however, some managed to hold some decent conversation and banter, but none that gave you that spark of interest, merely candidates for a nice chat. Proving just as much when you had agreed to a first date with some that would either be embarrassingly awkward or just lacking any chemistry whatsoever. With some even feeling entitled to some sort of exchange just because ‘they had done the gentlemanly thing of paying for your meal.’ Ugh. Over time, the hope you had to find your special someone through dating apps had waned significantly.

Enough that you almost gave up. Almost.

It’s near the end of an entirely too long work day when you receive the notification, the vibration making your eyes avert their gaze from the computer screen to the now lit screen of your phone. You notice the dating app icon, alerting you to a new match. Not feeling too giddy, you return to your work when another buzz of your phone steals your attention once again. Seeing that this time it's a message, you pick up your phone curious to see what this new match has opened with. Another pickup line? Would it be ridiculously corny or something icky? Maybe it would be the standard ‘hello beautiful, how are you?’ which was pleasant, yes, but also boring.

Instead, your eyes widen a smidgen and you sit up a little straighter. The outer corners of your lips quirk up just the slightest.

[Chanyeol]: i need to know - how do you feel about ace’s death?

You’re thinking of your reply when another message pops up.

[Chanyeol]: i’m sorry if that was random ^^” i just noticed the one piece flag and figurines in the background of one of your photos and got excited!

Wait. What? You quickly navigate back to one of your profile and notice on the 3rd image that the little nerd corner in your room had indeed been caught in one of your chosen selfies. How did you miss that? Ugh. Oh well. You also take the opportunity to tap through to his profile and refresh your memory. Damn. He’s hot. You think to yourself. Not wanting to make him wait too long, you shake your head of the thought and return to the chat screen.

[You]: hi chanyeol! it’s alright lol tbh i didn’t even notice they were in the pic. but to answer your question - i bawled like a baby.

It doesn’t take long for him to reply, and that fact alone widens the small smile that had crept onto your features.

A few dozen messages are exchanged back and forth before you look up and notice that everyone in the office has already left except for the usual suspects that liked to linger and try to earn some overtime. You look at the time and realise you could have left 35 minutes ago. Where the hell did the time go? Moving past the initial confusion, you quickly collect your belongings, heading out the building and towards the subway station.

You’re a little embarrassed to admit but you almost missed your stop. Cause? Being way too engrossed in a conversation with a man you didn’t even know 2 hours ago, discussing other events from what you now know is both of your favourite anime. You manage to walk home in record time, mindlessly throwing your things on one end of the sofa, plopping yourself down on the other and pulling your phone out to read his recent reply.

It’s only when you hear the rumble of your own stomach that you peel your eyes away from your phone screen and realise the sun has long set and you still haven't eaten a thing. Deciding it's too late to cook, and definitely not because you’re too lazy, you settle on ordering a pizza. You note the arrival time and think it’s just enough for you to hop into the shower and wash away the exhaustion the work week has given you. Turning on the water and tapping out yet another reply before you place your phone on the vanity and step inside the glass cubicle.

If you didn’t realise how much trouble you were in when you missed dinner (which was a first for you) or when you found yourself constantly glancing over at your phone screen to see if he had replied yet with ears hyper aware of the app notification alert tone any time you had to close your eyes or turn away, you definitely realise it now as you stare at the dark screen of your phone and your flustered reflection stares back at you.

Upon exiting the shower and drying your hands just enough to use your phone without dragging water droplets across the screen, you realise why there was no lighting up of the screen or notification melody sounding from your phone speaker – your phone battery was flat. What did you expect though? With the countless hours you had spent messaging back and forth, screen basically constantly lit. You quickly wrap a towel around yourself and rush to your bedside, plugging in the charger and waiting for the dark screen to light up with the logo and come back to life.

It’s in this moment that you think maybe you need to chill, afraid that you could be coming on too strong. Although, he’s reciprocating your energy too, right? Maybe, just maybe, he is just as into you as you are to him? The thought causes a fuzzy, warm, fluttering feeling in your stomach but is interrupted by the ringing of the doorbell, signalling your saviour and grace, the food delivery driver, has arrived.

As you settle down in front of the tv and turn on your comfort Netflix show that serves no purpose other than background noise to make you feel less alone, you absentmindedly shove the food into your mouth in between tapping out reply after reply. Eventually, you wash up and move to a comfier location. Snuggling into your plush sheets and chatting like lovesick teenagers until your eyes struggle to stay open and you wish eachother goodnights and sweet dreams.

You and Chanyeol continue texting each other about anything and everything throughout the day for the two weeks, exchanging social media accounts somewhere in between. You quickly find out that Chanyeol is an avid Snapchat user but in the cutest way. He would snap you things he encounters during his day – pretty flowers, the sky, cute animals, etc. – because “it makes me smile so I hope it makes you smile too.”

There was a particular snap that made your stomach hurt so much from laughing the first time you had seen it, a cheesy grin on your face anytime you recall it. Chanyeol was filming a snap of some cute goslings he’d spotted by a lake, only to be running away frantically screaming moments later because the daddy goose was chasing him away from its babies.

Every now and then you send him a gif of a goose when he gets a little smart with you.

One night, he asks if he can call you because his hands are a little tired from playing the guitar all day (Yeah, guitar. He’s a musician. That writes his own songs. These facts combined with his looks make you wonder if he’s real and if you’re being catfished), and you hesitantly agree. You hate the sound of your own voice and you’re afraid he might find it off-putting but the desire to listen to his voice trumps your insecurities in the end. It’s a decision you don’t regret. He’s such a great conversationalist that you completely forget how nervous you are in no time and the first phone call lasts til some hours of the AM.

You’re not sure when you fall asleep but you blame the comfiness of your bed and the velvet-like sound of his voice – smooth, deep and comforting. You think he may have been in the middle of telling you a childhood memory, his voice soft because of how late it was and the fondness of the story.

As you wait in line the next morning for the much needed coffee, you unlock your phone and type out a good morning text to Chanyeol, apologising for falling asleep and promising to make it up to him somehow. You also open Snapchat to snap him your current view of the coffee shop, caption wishing you could buy him a cup of coffee too to atone for your sins. You faintly hear the Snapchat notification sounding from somewhere behind you but you don’t think much of it until you hear it coming from your own phone some moments later, swiping it open to see what it could be.

You stare at your screen wondering why the floor looks so familiar and what he’s playing at when another snap comes through.

And now you definitely know why you could recognise the flooring. Because it’s the exact same view in front of you. Only his point of view was from a little further back and included you in the frane. Caption stating: someone who owes me coffee! And a sticker of an arrow pointing at your figure.

You spin around abruptly and it’s definitely hard to miss his tall stature, let alone the brightest grin you’ve ever seen on a human being currently being flashed at you. You give him a shy wave and he makes his way across the coffee shop to stand beside you. You quickly glance down at your outfit, mentally kicking yourself for choosing convenience over style and subtly try to brush the knots out of your hair with your fingers.

“Fancy meeting you here.” you can practically hear the smile in his voice and this fact is only confirmed when you literally have to look up to see him, if it was even possible for him to be smiling any bigger than he was before.

“It is..considering I’m here everyday and I’m sure I’d remember seeing you here.” you said, raising an eyebrow.

“I just moved here recently so I’m trying to find a new coffee spot… and I think I just found it.”

The way he’s looking at you brings the heat to your cheeks and you’re praying to the heavens that it’s not too obvious. You chance a peek at him and luckily he’s no longer looking at you, instead his gaze facing forward as it reads over the menu above the counter. You also notice that the huge grin is gone and is replaced with a tight lipped smile and a deep dimple. Taking advantage of the opportunity that he is seemingly, momentarily distracted by the menu options, you take in his handsome visuals. And the fact that he is actually here with you in person, quickly erasing all thoughts of you possibly being catfished because you thought he was just too good to be true.

Eventually, he makes up his mind and heads up to the counter to order an iced americano. You both sit down to enjoy your beverages and some conversation about what the day ahead entails for you before you have to head off to work. Chanyeol offers to drive you but you kindly refuse him, letting him know you actually enjoy the short walk that’s only a few blocks down. He juts his bottom lip out in a pout but nods. You can’t help but laugh at him as you wave goodbye.

As the weeks go by, you fall into a routine with Chanyeol. Meeting him for coffee in the mornings, where sometimes he would drive you if you were carrying some heavy items or he’d walk with you if he wasn’t in a rush that day, texting on and off throughout the day and talking on the phone before bedtime had advanced to video calls instead.

You had grown so comfortable with him that it was easy to share your thoughts without worrying he would judge you, whether it would be a random idea you had or just something you had come across during your day. He would either laugh about it with you or indulge in the thought with you. The comfort only made you become more smitten with him, especially since he seems to be reciprocating your every move. It never felt like you were doing too much or too little and that things were heading in a nice direction.

[Chanyeol :)]: hypothetically, how would you feel if i asked you on a date?

Usually, Chanyeol’s texts make your stomach flutter in a good way but this question, albeit hypothetical, has you feeling a little unwell. Your previous encounters with other matches on the very same app you met Chanyeol on had left you with a bad taste whenever it came to first dates. And you know you could be honest with Chanyeol and tell him exactly that but you just have to come up with a way to do so without making him think that you think he would be another one of those guys.

Typing and backspacing over and over again, you decide it’s too easy to misunderstand over text and if you video call him then you’ll end up giving into his pout. Paired with the kicked puppy look he pulls off so well? You stand no chance. So you opt for a phone call, it’s the safest option, middle ground of the other two.

He picks up the phone almost immediately.

“Hey! Is everything alright?”

“Everything is great. I, uh, just thought it’d be better to tell you this over the phone instead of texting you…”

“Oh,” he replied, coming to a realisation, “oh. Did I- Crap. Did I misunderstand something? I mean, I just thought that we- I thought you felt the same way so I- Fuck. Shit, sorry.”

“No, no no!” – you interject to bring a stop to his flustered rambling – “I do. I thought it was quite obvious but I do feel the same way.” You can feel the rosey hue blooming on the apples of your cheeks. Thank God this wasn’t a video call. Good choice Y/N. “It’s just that I had some bad experiences with first dates before I met you. Some of the guys just…weren’t that nice during or even after the date. And don’t get me wrong! I know you’re nothing like them but the fact that it’s a first date just makes me extra nervous is all. I mean, I’d like to, eventually, with you. I’m just a little scared that I might screw something up, kinda, I guess.”

You take a deep breath and slap your forehead when you realise the mess of words you had just spewed out in the span of 10 seconds.

“Wow, so articulate Y/N. Dammit I knew I should’ve just stuck with texting.” you mutter to yourself.

You hear a deep, throaty chuckle from him that distracts you from your self depricating thoughts.

“Phew!” – he exclaims dramatically – “Had me worried for a sec there. But thank you for explaining it to me. And phone call was definitely the right choice so don’t worry.” – laughing at you again – “I get it! Really! No pressure whatsoever.”

“Thank you for being so understanding.”

“Of course. But you shouldn’t have to thank me for it, isn’t it the bare minimum? Anyways, have you eaten yet?”

Damn, this guy is just so smooth with the way he steers the conversation in another direction and just ever so charming with his words and understanding nature.

It’s Saturday afternoon and after a productive day of cleaning your apartment from the mess you’ve created and neglected during the week, you sit down to enjoy some moments of peace in your now tidy space and contemplate your options for the rest of the evening. Closing your eyes and leaning your head back against the comfy cushions on your sofa.

A buzz and ding of your phone from its place on your coffee table has a smile etching its way onto your face and you sit up, reaching for it to see the name of exactly who you thought it would be on your screen.

[Chanyeol<3]: are you busy rn?

[You]: hm not rn no. what’s up?

[Chanyeol<3]: i was just about to run some errands but don’t feel like going solo. care to bless me with your company?

[You]: i mean, i don’t see how that would be blessing you but sure, i’d love to join you :)

[Chanyeol<3]: cool! i’ll pick you up soon?

[You]: sure. see you in a bit!

Shoot! You race to the bathroom, looking into the mirror and assess your mess of a situation right now. There’s no time for a shower so you opt to put your hair up into a bun for now and reach for some makeup to attempt a no-makeup makeup look, just enough to tidy yourself up and look clean and fresh.

It’s just errands right? You’d look silly if you dress up too much. You need something comfortable. Something functional but cute still. You end up in a loose tshirt tucked into a nice pair of jeans that just so happen to make your butt look good.

Your timing is perfect, slipping your sneakers on just as Chanyeol texts you that he’s outside, grabbing your bag and heading downstairs to meet him.

As you’re walking out the lobby, you can already see him across the street. He’s leaning against this huge silver SUV. He’s dressed in jeans and a hoodie but the scene looks like something out of a magazine with his tall physique, handsome face and styled hair. It’s probably a thought you have too often but it’s something you don’t think you could ever move past.

He looks up when he hears the doors of the building close as you exit and he stands up straighter, greeting you with a warm smile and a frantic wave of his hand.

“Hi!” he says as soon as you’ve crossed the street and close enough that he doesn’t need to raise his voice to be heard.

“Hey!” you return his smile, “Oh my gosh your car is HUGE! But I guess it needs to be for you to fit inside comfortably.”

He chuckles at your comment and it eases your nerves a little. He opens the door for you like a true gentleman and you climb inside, buckling yourself in as he rounds the front of the car to the drivers side.

“Ready?” he asks, turning to you with an award winning grin.

You nod happily and he turns the engine on, pulling away from the curb and towards his destination. You try to ask him where but he says you’ll see when you get there. Chanyeol turns on the radio but keeps the volume at a minimum so you can still speak comfortably to eachother.

Soon enough, he turns into the underground parking lot of a shopping mall complex and parks his car.

“What do you need to do here?” you ask him once you’re both inside the elevator taking you up to the chosen level.

“Just wait a little longer, little miss impatient. You’ll see.”

He laughs when you huff and pout your lips.

Chanyeol leads the way but you notice his long legs allow him longer strides that force you to quicken your step a little just to keep up with him. He seems to notice this though and slows himself down to a pace that's good for you both.

“So, you remember that candy you were telling me about last time? The one you said your grandma used to buy for you when you little and you can’t find anymore?”

You nod slowly, quirking a brow and tilting your head, wondering where he’s going with this.

“I found out this place here sells them!”

He stops as he says this and points to a small candy shop. Inside, you can see that there are walls and shelves lined with various types of candies and snacks. It seems he’s scoped out this place prior to taking you here because he takes you to the exact place they’re kept in the store.

Your eyes grow wide when you spot the familiar packaging of your childhood favourite and you can’t help the tears forming at your waterline.

Grabbing yourself a few packs of that specific candy, you and Chanyeol browse through the rest of the store, selecting a few more before you both make your way to the counter to pay for your chosen goods.

Chanyeol reaches for his wallet but you stop him, firmly insisting that he allow you to pay for his and your things to thank him for bringing you here and finding something that is so important to you. He sees the look of determination in your eyes and decides not to challenge you. He needs to pick his battles wisely if he wants the rest of the evening to pan out the way he intends it to.

Leaving the store and following Chanyeol to his next errand location, you can’t help but feel touched by the fact that he remembered something you had told him in passing over the phone and also managed to find you the exact thing you talked about too.

You’re pulled out of your thoughts by the sound of Chanyeol’s laughter and you look up to realise he’s stopped walking, now watching you and chuckling as his shoulders bounce up and down.

“What?”

“I should be asking you that. What’s got you so deep in thought?”

“Nothing!” you quickly say, sounding way too defensive for your own good.

He hums, letting you know he didn’t really believe you but isn’t going to question you any further.

“Well, while you were too busy thinking about ‘nothing,’ I was trying to ask if you wanted to see this movie with me?” – he points over to a poster on the wall and you realise you’ve stopped in front of the cinema – “I didn’t realise it was out already! I’ve been looking forward to it.”

It’s been a while since you’ve seen a movie in an actual cinema, considering everything is just so accessible online these days. The movie he’s asking you to watch with him is an action comedy, it can’t be too bad right? You seem to have the same taste with most things so far.

“I mean, if you don’t want to. It’s okay, I just thought we could watch it together since we’re both here right now.”

He sees the gears in your head cranking and he’s hoping he didn’t overstep by asking you, the last thing he wants is for you to feel uncomfortable around him. His nervousness shows by the way he’s unable to stand still, shifting from one foot to another and scratching the back of his neck.

“No, no, I’d love to watch it with you! It’s been so long since I’ve been to an actual cinema too. I think it’ll be fun!”

A toothy grin immediately appears on his features, eyes bright and sparkly with excitement.

“Awesome! I’ll go get the tickets and something from the candy bar too. Any requests?”

“Maybe just a drink? I think we have plenty of things to snack on.” you laugh, pointing to the bag he’s holding.

He nods in agreement and quickly scurries off to buy some tickets.

You both emerge from the dark movie theatre just under 2 hours later feeling a little closer than you did when you went in.

It was a great movie, it had a balance of suspenseful moments, scenes that made you laugh and a not-so-heavy-romance-but-just-enough plot thrown in. Truly something for everyone.

It was also the first time you had sat so closely with Chanyeol. Close enough that you could smell his cologne wafting to your nose and holy shit did he smell absolutely delicious. He would nudge you during the funny scenes as he laughed. Although the two of you had started off leaving a respectable distance, somewhere during the movie you had both managed to scoot closer to each other. Your thigh resting comfortably against his, upper arms touching too.

You both opened some of the snacks you had bought earlier to try and looked to each other for reactions, most of them were so good and the others not so much, making you both scrunch your face at eachother and quickly wrap the packet up and placing it back into the bag to reach for another instead.

Walking back to the car together, you discuss the happenings of the movie you’ve both just watched and end up quoting the same lines to eachother. His eyes are now in a semi permanent crescent moon position from all the laughing, a vast difference to his usual rounded full-moon-esque eyes that look like they contain galaxies within them. You wonder if his cheeks hurt from smiling as much as yours do.

You have learnt that Chanyeol laughs with his entire body, whether it be the not so subtle shaking of his shoulders, loud echoing claps from his huge hands, slapping his own body (usually thighs) or whatever furniture is within range or just folding over and holding himself. You wouldn’t put it behind him to regularly end up on the floor dying from a laughing fit too. The thought is endearing, the fact that he’s just so happy it vibrates through his entire being this way.

All that laughing must have depleted his body of energy because the moment you settle into the car and buckle up your seatbelts, you hear a huge extended rumbling sound coming from, what you can safely assume by the way he quickly clutches his abdomen, is his stomach.

Chanyeols ears grow bright red and he smiles at you sheepishly.

“Um, would you like to go get some food?” he says, scratching the back of his neck. A nervous habit of his that you’ve manage to pick up on. “Since we’re already together right now and it’s basically dinner time..” he trails off.

“Sure, why not. Since we’re conveniently together right now and I don’t think your stomach can wait any longer.” you tease.

“Hey!” he puts on a pretend offended look. “Is there anything in particular you want to eat? Anything you’re craving?”

“Hmm,” you purse your bottom lip and roll your eyes around in thought, “not really. I don’t mind what we eat.”

“Do you like ramen? There’s this spot I really like and it’s close by.”

“I love it! Let’s go there.”

Feeling pleased with himself that you so happily accept his suggestion for dinner and invite to join him for yet another thing, Chanyeol knows he definitely can’t wipe the grin off his face even if his cheeks are definitely feeling sore from smiling so much. He just hopes you’re enjoying yourself when spending time with him as much as he was with you.

Just like he said, the ramen restaurant was indeed close by and you arrive there in less than 10 minutes and a few turns along the way.

It’s a cosy little, hole in the wall type place that you wouldn’t have noticed in passing. Chanyeol swears this place has the best ramen he’s tasted outside of Japan, telling you to trust his judgement because he apparently travels there pretty often and has had his fair share of authentic Japanese cuisine.

You enter the small restaurant and are immediately greeted by the chef behind the counter, bowing and welcoming you inside and showing you to some seats. After perusing the menu and putting your order in, its not long before your steaming hot bowl of ramen arrives and you thank the chef for the food.

Picking up your spoon, you dip it inside the broth to scoop up some of the deliciousness to taste. The rich flavour immediately hits your senses and it tastes even better than it smells and looks.

“So?” Chanyeol asks, excited to hear your verdict.

“It really is so good!”

“Yay! I’m glad you like it.”

Chanyeol’s own bowl of ramen arrives immediately after and he follows your actions of thanking the chef before digging into the food, slurping up the broth and noodles.

Having ordered a smaller serving and receiving your food before Chanyeol, you end up finishing before he does and you allow yourself some silent moments to reflect on the past few hours you’ve spent with him.

You don’t think you’ve been this happy in a long time. And you can’t remember the last time you’ve felt this comfortable around someone new either. Could you really call him someone new though? After the amount of time you’ve spent texting together and on calls, coffee meetups in the mornings…you’ve definitely entered some sort of situationship with him. Any doubts you had about whether he felt the same way you did about him had dissipated. Any inklings of wonder you had whether he felt it to the intensity you did had gone too. Because just as much as you love spending time with him, he seems to want your company the same also.

Maybe you are ready. More than you had previously thought. Just scared, maybe.

“A penny for your thoughts?” Chanyeol asks, derailing your train of thought.

“I was just thinking…hypothetically, maybe I am ready to go on that date.”

The smile he gives you is impish. It’s not the bright, happy kind of smile you were expecting. It’s the mischievous kind, like when a little kid knows a silly secret or something. It makes you squint your eyes at him, questioning his motives.

“What?”

“Well, actually, we kinda did already go on that hypothetical date.”

You’re wondering what in the hell he’s on about when it clicks. What dat- Oh. Oh. A movie and dinner. The classic, run of the mill date.

You can’t even be mad. It’s too smart. He tricked you into going on a first date with him.

“Clever bastard.”

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basedkikuenjoyer · 2 years

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Confession time. My favorite Beatles song would actually be don’t make me choose between In My Life or And Your Bird Can Sing. Before we dive in, I want to note some things. 1057-1058. The Rakugo performance that feels a little off, the absurd saga of Cross Guild’s formation, Sabo & Cobra...these chapters are swimming in dodgy stories that don’t reflect events as they occurred and we now have a second newspaper. Terra firma, right? Break next week puts 1059 on the weekend of the Chrysanthemum Festival.

Also...the Sunny is now equipped with a timeout cage. I’m just saying, it’s this goofy cartoonish gag yes but it jives with a new Quartermaster on board. I swear to god Oda if I see you thread the needle of keeping Kiku’s oblivous innocence up alongside a fascination with bondage...

Why this panel though? Beyond the cage. Let’s talk art design for a sec. This is a normal-sized panel on the page but it’s jam packed! Seven Straw Hats goofing around as a much needed blowoff to a big arc. The focus of this panel though, where is it? It’s weird, the center is the space between Franky & Jinbei. You have these nice lines in the groups all drawing the eye into the center, even the rigging helps. But it’s weird, what is that sticking up from the barrel Usopp is hiding behind? Enhance!

Rorsarch time! Remember you’re looking at an extremely blown up small section of a manga panel here. The detail we do have is incredible, but it’s better to judge at its intended size. Now the only other answer I’ve gotten is something like Usopp holding a gun behind the barrel? That doesn’t jive. It’s further in the back and as big around as Jinbei’s arm. So I don’t think Usopp’s rocking a massive revolver now. Especially not in conjunction with the classic Ketchup Star. Seems about right for a tall, thin woman in profile though. Facing the other side of the ship than we’ll turn to with Robin. Can sorta see a leg coming out of a skirt/puffy shorts. A right arm capped with a short sleeve. Thing at the top as a hair accessory and long hair down obscuring a face. Or a 3/4ths of someone looking over the boat with bangs, an obi tied behind her back, and no left arm. Hair’s too light for Kiku though, right?

No reason for Nami to suddenly go dark last chapter. But one of those old ideas I’ve always had (never really had a good time to mention) was the notion that coming on with a story like this, particularly with the actress vibe and heavy content around reputation, it wouldn’t be crazy to have a design change accompany it. Nothing major, but a blonde dyejob was my legit first thought. Differentiate from Robin more, cute homage to Kin’s delinquent days, and it’d make her a throwback to a popular trans manga icon from Oda’s childhood.

Stop!! Hibari-Kun was a contemporary of Dr. Slump in Shonen Jump that ran around the time he’d have been like, 5-8ish. At the time, it would have been the offering from a proven veteran competing with Toriyama the young hotshot. Romcom about a boy and another of these otherwise perfect transfems. Cute, absurdly positive for early 80s manga, quite popular in it’s time, and if you read it you will see some gags that crop up later in One Piece. Like...I can see the influence just from comedic style alone.

So I guess what I mean is yeah...on top of everything else I can buy 1057′s sihouette being a last look at Wano Kiku and in the time since departure she’s had a little costume change, now ready for a beautifully timed debut. It’d be an echo of Kin & Momo’s journey here. They always felt jarring until we got to Wano, where in their element the characters blossomed. Kiku’s perfectly primed to be the opposite. A bigger personality than her station in Wano allowed, ready to break out. Actually, Denjiro spelled out the concept well in 932:

”The water at her roots,” yeah that’s a good way to put it. On second look that chapter is dunked in some core themes for us here, this moment sandwiched between Robin’s difficulties at this type of infiltration and later Orochi being another villain to go hard on the “many faces” theme. Overall hunch is in death or glory mode from here, but with these potential teasers happening twice after all the weirdness we’ve already had, I’ll go on and do 1057-1058 proper. Because there really is a mountain of relevant thematic territory. One last hurrah either way, right?

#one piece #okiku #chapter 1058

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holified · 2 years

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1. When are you usually online? My working schedule has been so awfully overwhelming that the only free time I have is on the weekends, but sometimes I’m so exhausted I cannot even write anything, although I’m often lurking here on Saturday and Sundays nights.

2. What verses are you involved in outside of this page? I have a blog for Sakura Haruno, so every once in a while you can catch me there, but it usually depends on whether my friends there are online or not. As for my verses here, I most use my “alive” verse, and I have recently been able to use my Yu Yu Hakusho verse thanks to some amazing new friends! I also have a special verse in which Kikyo and Kagome are sisters with my beloved Rarity, and a Sesskik verse that I absolutely love.

3. What is your biggest RP pet peeve? I’m a pretty laid back person, so it’s hard to anger me (or so I believe). But I suppose I could say my biggest pet peeves are when people try to pressure me into writing/doing something or when people start drama over small things. I have seen so many people arguing over stuff that’s just... so stupid! Dunno, I’m just too tired to deal with people right now.

4. Are you drawn to specific types of muses? Hmmm, maybe I am? I think it has changed over time, but I LOVE an angsty/misunderstood character. Powerful, complex women that are often mistreated by their writers bring out my fire to write. I need to like and find the character interesting to write it. Oh! And I don’t write male characters, dunno, I just don’t feel comfortable, I’ve had blogs for male characters before but they were always short-lived.

5. Are there recurring themes in your writing that people might not notice? I don’t know, maybe? I LOVE shipping threads, like, omg I’m a hopeless romantic and all the romantic love I don’t have in real life I seek in my writing. But I also love an adventure and I LOVE angst so... I’m not sure which theme could be considered “common” in my writing.

6. What are your favorite RP trends? Hmmm... I think the return of big icons, some time ago it was SUPER cool to have tini tiny icons that were overly saturated and were just a blur of colors that was impossible to decipher. I never understood this trend tbh, to me icons provide a visual reference to your character’s expression, the scene or to focus on a particular aspect of your character’s face/body language, so those impossible-to-understand icons were absurd! Anyway, but enough complaining about old trends! I think the new aesthetic trends are pretty great!

7. What is your process for starting a new story with someone? Good question, I usually just IM them or we start writing and go with the flow. I like this organic kind of writing, where ideas pop up and you move along with them. Planning is great, and having a general idea of where the thread will go is amazing, but discovering HOW it will get there is so... rewarding!

8. How do you feel about duplicates? I’m incredibly insecure, so I avoid duplicates not to compare myself and end up abandoning the blog for thinking I’m not good enough :|

9. How long have you been involved in roleplaying? Oh my, here is where you discover I’m a dinosaur on Tumblr. I’ve been writing on tumblr for around 10 years, and I’ve never written outside of this website, I think I wouldn’t be able to roleplay outside of tumblr at this point.

10. Is there a muse or verse you wish you could write in, but haven’t? Oh, quite a few! But alas, I have no time to write the muses and verses I do have, imagine writing new ones! But one day I want to make a couple more blogs for one or two muses I’d like to give a try!

tagged: @thuganomxcs — thanks so much! ♥♥

tagging: literally anyone who sees this!

#┈ ┊ To learn through suffering; to thrive in chaos || ( musings ).#┈ ┊ Out of shrine || ( ooc ).#I love these! Thanks so much!#I feel like a famous person being interviewed hahahah

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unluckyuncle · 1 year

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PERMANENT RELATIONSHIP CALL - DONALD DUCK

Hello there! You wanna be friends with this son of a duck? I mean look at that face, he's a totally lovable guy! Lord knows he needs friends he spends most of his free time alone on a ship for Pete's sake.

Anyways, this is a call to anyone who I’ve threaded with, or would like to thread in the future! By liking the post, it’ll signal to me that you’re interested in having a long standing relationship with Donald. This can/will include stuff like:

- Sending specific memeing or prompts (all my ask answers are always open for reply if you want to ^^ )

- Priority in reply postings/starter calls (will ask for an Icon!)

- Plotting for just about anything, I’ll either message you or you can message me if you have an idea. I don’t mind receiving random starters, though I will definitely message if I have an idea for something LOL

- Placement/updates on his Relationships page

- And just generally having a good time with a duck man

I’ll likely be selective about that when it comes to who i’m interested in going more in depth with, specifically if we haven’t threaded before. If you’d like to get something started, I’ll reach out to you about it!

Of course, this is not required to thread with him at all! This is partially an interest check for ideas in the future, and partially a organizational tool for me since Donalds my busiest blog. All of it is meant for fun!

Below are some details about the kind of relationships Donald could have with your muse! Thank ya so much for taking interest!

Oh dang you’re serious! Cool! Anyways, here’s the deets:

The most common one will likely be a Father Figure type to your muse. Have some parental issues? Well look no further than a duck who’s a pretty gosh dang good father all things considered. Whether your father is dead, or possibly wants you dead here’s a lovely man to suit the void in your muses’ soul. He will not hesitate to adopt just about anyone. Usually just metaphorically... but also...

We could also have a bit of a Mentor/Mentee relationship. Basically being more of a classic Uncle Donald type where he’ll offer his support whenever it is needed. This has more of a focus on teaching, however, it ropes in with the previous dynamic. This would be applicable if you’d ever want to work on Donalds ship too as an apprentice. I think it’s fun for him to pass on his adventuring wisdom too.

Maybe your muse has a healthy relationship with their living parents (that sounds unrealistic) and just needs a pal. Donald can just be a Casual and/or Close Friend! He does drink, though not a lot, and can do just about anything that’s normal. To those who are closer to his age he’ll happily show kindness to (he might still be a little bit of a dad anyways. He can’t help himself ok).

There’s also the possibility of being a Rival, Enemy, or a Foil to be used by other characters to inflict pain... which seems unlikely but I can dream can’t I? It takes a whole lot to get on his bad side, but if your muse happens to choose to hurt others, then yeah Donalds gonna do what he can to stop ya. This one would be more of a ‘plotting’ thing especially, but I’m just putting it out that I am open to it. You’ll have to message me for this one, though.

For purpose of fairness, anyone is welcome to Adopt Him to. LOL he probably won’t even realize that he’s been adopted, but if you would like to care for the duck... yeah, he’s been super touched starved lately ngl. It’s super easy for him to overwork himself, or overstress himself and well, he’s just a little too independent for his own good. Being a single dad to three kids at 25 will do that to ya.

For the record, I’m not interested in shipping with anyone who isn’t named Daisy Duck, for no other reason than they’re literally perfect for each other in the series... ignore the fact I put his canon point back before her intro. Point is, being romantically involved is off the table, but if Ducks are your thing, I’m cool with him being flirted to LOL (he’s also just not really looking for it? If you need some relationship advice though... he’ll do his best??)

Last thing, you don’t have to message me with which one you want either (except for the enemy one)!! This is just a general list of what I’m open to, but if you want to do something that’s not on the list that’s a-ok with me to! Donalds a versatile character, so just about any and all things could apply to him. Plus for most muses, I kind of already have a sense of what he thinks of ‘em.

Thanks for getting this far though! I’m really really excited about this ^^ that’s all I’ve got for now! May update this later, but I’ve been sitting on it for several months now, and now feels as good of a time as any to start rolling the ball.

#I'm so excited to work on his relationships page!#I love having the pictures uvu #( . ooc . ) // quack quack quack ⚓༄⋆｡°்⋆#( . open thread . ) // ⚓༄⋆｡°்⋆#( . queue . ) // swimming on in ⚓༄⋆｡°்⋆

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decayedhearts · 2 years

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Tagged by: @muraenide thank you :3

Tagging: any moot who hasn’t been tagged yet !

TEN Q’S:

1. When are you usually online?

I’m kinda online on discord most of the day, because I have it on my phone. I don’t always read messages or reply though. On tumblr I’m online on evenings, but not every day. I don’t have regular online times to be honest :)

2. What verses are you involved in outside of this page?

I have 3402384 verses in my head and not enough time to write any of them. I never counted, I don’t know :) Some are more developed, or plotted with other people, some are just extended headcanons or ideas I haven’t written down yet. I should probably do a verse page sometime, but I am not that organized~

3. What is your biggest RP pet peeve?

Character/ship policing and cancel culture. And on a less serious note, people whose thread RP replies are a summary of my initial post from their character’s perspective as exclusively internal monologue with no new actions for me to reply to in my next answer :)))) That makes me feel like I am writing a fanfiction on my own.

4. Are you drawn to specific types of muses?

Maybe? But I’ve always had quite a variety of muses in all my fandoms. I do tend to make everyone angsty and depressed headcanons though :D So maybe my type just is “secretly depressed”, and I like insane villain characters that I get cancelled for like Viserys, Ardyn, or Wen Ruohan. Oh also, male muses. I almost never write female muses.

5. Are there recurring themes in your writing that people might not notice?

Ehmm, not sure, actually. I tend to recycle tropes that I love every now and then, but those aren’t specific to me. I think with certain characters there are often themes of loneliness and accepting a bitter fate that I like to throw into my stories. But I also usually write happy endings. I always fall into the same h0rny tropes, too. Haha.

6. What are your favorite RP trends?

Meme sentences !! They’re perfect for people who are too busy for full-blown threads, they’re great ice breakers, they make good crack ship moments, they’re just awesome. Dashboard/tag games (like quizzes) are fun too! I actually also really like the icon trend. We used to RP with gigantic GIFs of various sizes haha, icons make everything look very neat.

7. What is your process for starting a new story with someone?

Usually one of us has an idea, in my case that’s often specific scenes that I then develop a setting out of, and then we yell at each other in excitement, or we plot like mature adults (lol). Lately I have been too busy for rp threads tho, so it’s mostly just been.. memes set in specific verses.

8. How do you feel about duplicates?

I don’t mind them, I’ve always had a least a few friends who wrote the same muses as me. Sometimes it makes me insecure about my own portrayal to see others who are super amazing good at writing them, or are very active while I am super slow, but that is 100% my issue and nobody else’s. I would never want to discourage someone from writing the same (canon) muse as me, and I don’t avoid them either.

9. How long have you been involved in roleplaying?

For almost 17 years now.

10. Is there a muse or verse you wish you could write in, but haven’t?

All my muses and verses, man. I have so little energy to write lately I’m not making any progress 😥 I have a lot of ideas and things discussed and ships in the pipeline but actual writing is not happening lately.

#( tag game. )#( out of wonderland. )

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bothfeetinthegrave · 2 years

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| pinned post |

Hello! I go by Rabbit or Rory (he/him), and I have returned once again from the clutches of work to write - albeit on a much smaller scale! I've been here on and off for around 10ish years, so if you've met me before it's great to see you again!

This is a blog for Eden Muir, a (slightly) vengeful spirit character developed for a D&D game set in an urban environment. Explores themes of existence after death, being someone else’s failed project, changing perspectives, learning to love yourself as you are, and learning to reconcile anger.

Go ahead and let me know if you'd like to write a thing.

I have sideblogs too! If I’ve followed you and Eden doesn’t make sense, I might have followed you with Corazón ( @belovedcorvid ) in mind. Or, if you’re interested in Eden’s more specific, affiliated O.ne Piece verse, follow me at @malpractising

MUN: Rabbit

STATUS: Low Activity

ASK BOX: Open

ANON: On For Now

DISCO: ivoryrabbit ((please tell me who you are though!!))

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Mobile Rules Under the Cut

| speed and posting style |

Anyone who’s played with me before knows that I’m the slowest guy. It can take me weeks sometimes to reply to things depending on work and my health. However, if it’s been longer than that, feel free to nudge me a little just in case I missed something.

I tend to write multi-paragraph style, with small text but otherwise minimal formatting. I use icons sometimes, but not always. If you would prefer I use normal text size / no images / etc, let me know - I can accommodate these things. If there’s art of Eden in icons, I made it. Any commissions or work by other artists will be credited as such.

| playing nice |

I’m not even sure if it’s necessary to add any more, but of course: it’s not cool to godmod, control other people’s characters, kill each other without discussing combat first, badger people for speedy replies, etc. Please be a nice human. Not interested in talking with people that are racist, anti-LGBT, etc.

| tags and content warnings |

I will always, always, always tag triggers for you, especially if you list them in your rules page. If I miss one, or if you’d like me to tag something new, shoot me a message so I can add it to my tags! Violence and other NSFW content types will always be tagged an thrown under a cut. Eden’s character has a lot of violence and body horror themes, so if those aren’t for you tread carefully.

Triggers for me: Please tag all images of broken teeth with tw:teeth or something similar. I have just about every iteration blacklisted. Additionally, please tag all content involving a/b/o threads/art/etc and, for lack of a less loaded word, ‘x humanoid character has/gets/is ‘cursed’ with x animal traits/whatever now’ threads/etc as well. I have just about every iteration of both of these blacklisted (I think). Any general a/b/o tag will work just fine; for the latter, I suggest ‘animal traits tw’ or ‘zoomorphism tw’. If you post this that’s fine, but I might not be able to follow you.

Deeply personal reasons for me as an individual and as a professional / animal advocate - For clarity: hybrid or shapeshifter characters that actively deal with their hybridity and its consequences are not the same thing. I have a problem when humans put on animal characteristics like costumes for aesthetic purposes / kink / amusement / etc.

| shipping |

Writer and character are both of age, so shipping is fine as long as the other character and writer are of age as well. I will not write with underage muns at all, full stop.

If we’ve interacted and you ship a thing, whether it be romantic or platonic, you should let me know. I probably ship it too, but tend to second guess my reading of things like that.

| asks |

Asks are neat. I try to answer them all, but again : I’m a slow guy and Tumblr eats them sometimes. If I can’t come up with a good response for what you sent me, I’ll let you know so we can do something else instead.

If I answered an ask of yours and you’d like to respond / make it a thread, that’s awesome! I just ask that you put your reply in a new thread and @ me rather than reblogging the original ask.

| memes |

I have a complicated relationship with writing games. I love them in concept and love getting to send my friends things and answer questions / draw prompts / etc, but the havoc they bring to my notes can make it impossible for me to run a blog. Please don’t reblog memes from me if you don’t follow me, or if we don’t interact - makes it too easy to lose replies when notes are a mess.

#👁️‍🗨️ | a rabbit ran over my grave :: ooc |#pinned post #rules

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scrappy-urchin · 2 years

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Rules and Notes for mobile

RP-related stuff:

The Basics:

This is a sideblog to @huds-hub, which means all follows, likes, and comments on posts will come from that account. I’m not mutuals only, so don’t feel discouraged to RP with me if I don’t follow you back!

No godmodding unless it’s discussed beforehand.

Muse does not equal mun. Don’t take any of Undyne’s words or actions as a reflection of what I personally think about you or your character.

I RP with Undertale/Deltarune characters, their (popular) AUs, and OCs based on them, but am multiverse-friendly within those constraints. RPing with muses outside the fandom will be rare and selective.

I am flexible to adjusting small details of my blog’s headcanons to match your muse’s verse. However, I ask that you do not expect Undyne to act out-of-character to appease your depictions.

Timelines are messy and weird. Even though Undyne is a teen and lives pre-game, it doesn’t mean your character needs to be aged down. So, don't worry about it too much. Just have fun and make an interesting story!

Instances of human characters interacting with my Undertale Undyne will be rare. Why would it be common? This fish monster doesn’t care for humanity! If you want someone with a tolerable view of humans, try one of my Deltarune AUs...

Do not reply passively. In other words, your replies should not just react to what my character says and does... it should help move the story forward! RPing is a collaborative effort. If one person carries all the weight of writing the story, it is an unfair balance. The only exception to this is if it has been discussed OOC.

Triggers and Tagging:

I am sensitive about tagging triggers. Please make sure you list any trigger tags on your ‘Rules’ page so I may heed them as best as I can! Whether you RP with me or are just a “spectator,” please shoot me a message if you want me to tag anything. I WILL tag them if you ask - no questions asked!

Themes pertaining to rape, sexual assault, and self-harm by cutting are HARD NOS for me. Please ask me beforehand if you want the theme of suicide to appear in our RP.

I tag standard generic warnings, such as #gif warning, #suggestive, #long post, etc…

CONTENT WARNINGS YOU SHOULD BE AWARE OF: please block #violence cw (catch-all tag for intense descriptions of physical conflict), #depression cw (catch-all tag for intensely sad ideations), #food cw, #entomophagous cw (the eating of insects), #eye trauma cw, #blood cw, and #body horror cw, if those topics bother you. They are typically not graphic nor frequent, but I suggest blocking them just in case. I don’t want to ruin anybody’s day. :(

In order for to ensure blacklist scripts are effectively blocking sensitive material, any other content warning tags will be in this format: #[content] cw. If new triggers appear (aside from the ones listed above), the post will be hidden under a ‘Read More.’

Shipping:

I portray Undyne as being exclusively attracted to females. If shipping occurs, it will be will female or feminine-aligned characters that are within the same age range as her.

If interested in shipping with Undyne, please make sure your character is clearly specified on your blog to be of teen age or has a teenage verse.

DO NOT LEWF MY MUSE. The Undyne this blog depicts is AGED-DOWN from her canon age and is under 18 years old. Though she experiences attraction as a typical allo teenager would, I will NEVER write s*xual RPs involving an underage Undyne.

OOC blog-related stuff:

Anyone can follow and ask my Undyne questions! However, I will only RP in threads with designated RP blogs. We don’t have to be mutuals to RP together.

Usage of icons, post formatting, and matching the lengths of my replies doesn’t matter to me. However, matching passion does!

Feel free to send in Magic Anons! However, I’m selective about which ones I accept.

You do not have my permission to use my art specifically made for this blog. All icons are modified from the original game’s icons by me. Same with my fanart. Do not modify or re-upload them on other websites.

I am duplicate-friendly. I love seeing how people interpret canon characters and reading all the different headcanons out there (especially for my favorite fish warrior *_* ). We’re all here to have fun - it’s not a competition!

I am extremely patient with replies. There is no rush in replying swiftly to anything I send you and you don’t need to apologize if you haven’t replied in a long time. After all, RPing is our hobby, not our jobs!

Speaking of which, I. Am. SLOW at replying to threads. If I do not answer quickly, it doesn’t mean I’ve lost interest in our RP. I don’t mind returning to threads even though it’s been months since my writing partners have replied... as long as we are enjoying it!

Please don’t reblog RP threads that do not involve you. Likes and comments are okay.

If you decide to drop one of our RP threads, feel free to send me a message letting me know. I won’t guilt-trip you or ask you why.

If I don’t reply to RP threads, please don’t spam me with messages or make passive-aggressive comments about it. One PM simply reminding me should be enough.

I have the right to discontinue RP threads or not answer asks that I don’t have muse for, turn down story lines, and block people. And so do you! I won’t guilt-trip you about your decision, so please extend that same courtesy to me.

Have fun! If you made it this far and understand the rules, “like” this post so I know you read this page.

Happy RPing!

#rules and notes #about blog #do not reblog #posts for mobile

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strekkingur · 2 years

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——— ABOUT THE MUN !

(I’m back and you get to enjoy my extensive chatter and rarely seen mun icon again)

——— BASICS !

(PEN)NAME: Silf (or Sussu with friends) PRONOUNS: they/them ZODIAC SIGN: Libra, aka don’t trust me to make any decisions ever- SINGLE / TAKEN: single pringle :’)

——— THREE FACTS !

• I’ve worked as an exchange student tutor at my uni for the last year and it appears I’ve freaked out almost everyone I’ve met with the number of languages I know. How many languages do I know? “Too many.” (Depending on how you count, the number is somewhere between 4-12. Tho pls note that knowing a language and actually speaking it are two very different things... I’m only 100% fluent in two languages - take a wild guess what those are - and speak another 2,5 helpfully. xD With the rest I’m limited to more or less “tourist”.) • I’ve worn basically the same pieces of jewellery every day for like... more than a decade now. An opal pendant I got on a holiday in Crete when I was 15 (it was my parents’ confirmation gift to me and I wear it instead of my golden cross bc I don’t like crosses or golden jewellery and lost my faith around the same time... I think the circle shape fits better into my spiritual concoction anyway). Opal also happens to be my birthstone which I found out years later as a fun coincidence. Besides the necklace, I currently have four rings, two in each middle finger (why stacked? bc I have ridiculously tiny hands and the lower rings are a size too big and would fall off otherwise). I started with one ring (that I no longer wear, it was my elementary school class ring and has Bad Vibes) in hs and they’ve accumulated since. At this point I’m so used to their weight on my hands that I can’t write/type properly when I’m not wearing them. I also stim with my rings and have accidentally flung one or two of them across a room on multiple occasions both at home and in public. Oops. • I’ve spent the last week or two (or three... I’m losing count) researching Chinese astrology and cultural symbolism and just... don’t ask me why, I’m trying to name a new muse and quickly discovered that there are roughly a million things one needs to take in account to make a good, auspicious Chinese name. Tbh I’ve been at my name research for the last year already with some breaks in between but this urge to find his name strikes me again after a few months. (My weird research topics are, usually, one way or another, related to my muses. If you want an easy conversation opener with me, you can always ask about my latest research topic and I can always guarantee interesting and/or entertaining answers.)

——— EXPERIENCE !

PLATFORMS USED: Skype in the very beginning, though I usually don’t count it. It was just dumb one-liners and projection. Facebook pages were my home base for several years but I finally moved to tumblr in 2016 after fb made it practically impossibly to rp there anymore. Also a brief stint on Kik that I’d rather forget (between fb and tumblr).

HOW LONG? Facebook since 2012, Skype maybe a year before that if it counts.

——— MUSE PREFERENCE !

GENDER: my main muses tend to be guys but it’s actually a 50/50 split in my head... not even half of them have (active) blogs bc my mains are attention whores. Someday I plan to dump the rest of them on a multi-muse... whenever I find the time and motivation to write half a dozen bios

LEAST FAVOURITE FACE(S): I don’t know actors/actresses that well and I don’t really pay that much attention to fcs... I’ve found all of mine half by accident on pinterest

MULTI OR SINGLE: Single but I’m willing to experiment with multis. My multi blog would most likely be a disaster (but what in my life isn’t) but, well, dunno for sure before you try it

——— FLUFF / ANGST / SMUT ! ♡

FLUFF: I love fluff as much as the next person but it’s sometimes hard for me to write bc I have some, shall we say, prerequisites for it. Like, if the thread is nothing more but pure and simple slice-of-life fluff it just gets... boring to me tbh. For me, ideally, there needs be a bit of a charged undercurrent, things that are left unsaid between the lines. I want a feeling of history between the muses and a sense of continuity to their story lines even after the fluffy moment passes. Imo the fluff needs to fit in to the bigger picture of their (my) narrative rather than just be an isolated moment for the sake of itself. In short, a sugary sweet fruit cocktail alone doesn’t do it for me, it needs some chamoy in it (and no, I haven’t tried that food myself actually, just seen it a lot recently on tiktok lol). Without some depth, the fluffy slice-of-life threads just don’t hold my interest for very long and I might end up dropping them without a warning (sorry)

ANGST: I love angst and I think fluff is even sweeter when it comes after like, ahem, an avalanche of angst. xD If you talk to me on discord, you know I come up with new hcs every week and they’re usually angsty ones... I especially love the Treaty of Kiel stuff here (aka Eiki’s separation anxiety and the source of his infamous Attitude™). With Zinon I’m a lot more careful, mostly bc his main source of historical angst is very very recent so... you know, we’re respectfully not touching that. I recognise that it’s still an open wound to native Cypriots so I’ve resorted to just... implying the elephant in the living room every now and then. Bc ignoring it completely would also be rather difficult and morally questionable imho. Other than that, I just don’t really care for writing violence/war situations and like to focus more on interpersonal relationships (and the mess that those make when your average lifespan is measured in centuries).

SMUT: I think the one and only time I wrote smut was in like 2014 and... well, I’m not opposed to writing something like that again someday, my preference is just to not do it in a public platform. Kissing and innuendo is fine in threads but then it’s fade to black and if you want more details, we can plot or write it on discord. I also prefer to avoid nsfw memes most of the time. (”Most of the time” bc it also varies a bit with my muses’ body confidence. Each one of them has a mind of their own and some of them are absolutely shameless. Yes, I am looking at you, Zinon.)

PLOT / MEMES: I prefer plotting but people have also complained in the past that I plot things too well and then there’s nothing left to rp so... hmm. My current tactic is to use memes for inspiration, to gauge interest and stuff. And hc memes are great for expanding characters. At the same time, I reblog memes quite rarely bc I have no self-control over the number of threads I start and can get easily overwhelmed with everything I have to deliver... and then it might take me months to reply and I try to avoid that but life also likes to throw curve balls at me.

stolen from: multiple people on the dash- @xbasilrp @banamaak @heroyam

#half told tales (ooc)#//I'm late to every meme as usual

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dumelived · 5 months

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Welcome all! This is a private, independent, selective roleplay account for Caleb Dume who is also known as Kanan Jarrus from the Star Wars franchise. This portrayal will have similarities from the source material, but will also be heavily headcanon based/canon divergent, and will take things post empire from Legends. Important information such as rules and changes will be down below under the link. If you have any other questions, feel free to message me!

Interest tracker. Promo. Affiliated: perhaps soon!

Changes:

When the time comes for him to be knighted, he finds peace with Caleb Dume. From that point on, he goes by Caleb Dume.

As much as I find Hera and Kanan cute, I won’t be writing them as if they are in a relationship. However, this doesn’t mean I’m not open to shipping with a Hera. I personally would rather find a connection with one.

The Ghost doesn’t get too involved with the Rebellion, at least Caleb and Ezra don’t. They continue to take from the Empire, train, and help people in anyway they can, and stay based on Lothal. I think with two Jedi being involved in the rebellion as deeply as speaking with Mon Mothma and Bail Organa doesn’t give the shock to Luke Skywalker as it should. This is my personal preference, and makes sense for the story as a whole.

Rules to follow! I'll keep it simple: Mun: My name's AJ! I love characters, love talking about them all the time. I love to read and write. I mostly read horror, and recently found it's actually a favorite genre of mine. I'm a nerd, a dork, hella shy, and would love to be your friend!

Please be kind and respectful! If there are any issues with me, please come to me in an appropriate manner. I don't bite, I promise. We all know we can't read each other's minds!

NS.FW. It could be possible on this blog since i have yet to decide if I will make a sideblog for it or not. Either way, I will only write this with those I am comfortable with.

Shipping. I love to ship. I'm opened to it as long as we both are good with it, and talk about our muses to see if they click.

Controversial characters. Totally down to write with any type of character. I won't limit myself. If this bothers you, please do not follow.

Triggers. I'll tag what I can/remember. I will NOT write with drunk muses. This doesn't need to be tagged for your threads, I just don't want to deal with it one-on-one.

OCs/Fandoms. Totally chill with OCs, just have some type of an about page. I can try and fit my muses into anything, and will follow blogs I can see working (even if I don't know the fandom).

Be patient! I have a full time job and a few other blogs I hop on. I usually go with the flow, see what muse I have. Plus please be aware that I struggle with depression. Some Days are good and others not so much.

OOC. I love to chat ooc. Through IMs or discord. Whatever works for you. Although, discord is only open to mutuals.

Icons. I will be remaking my icons so it might take some time. Either way, I am find with not using icons.

Disney Star Wars/Sequels. Okay so... I am not a big fan of the sequels. I won't take much from most of Disney live action shows, but I am not a grouch! I'm very much open to talking to find a common ground for plotting!

MUTUALS ONLY!!!!

#AJ.She/her.24

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colsonlin · 1 year

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The Second Coming of Jesus Christ

Note: Colson Lin’s Twitter profile has exactly 181 followers, which will be relevant. He recently used a different profile he created for his project to follow himself. Before these tweets, he had 180 followers. Please remember that Colson Lin is a Yale Law graduate. All of the empirical claims he makes about his life story are true and verifiable by the media.

The opening of Colson Lin’s Twitter profile:

The Second Coming of Jesus Christ is about to post Riddle 1 of 42.

It’s from God.

I know you don’t really want to die. You just want the pain to be over. I know you got tired of America. I know it got hard to stay sober.

I’m going to blow your mind.

God is a woman.

Infinity?

Hey, traphouse vandal:

Or like—

Try to help?

Jesus fucking Christ.

I won’t out you because I’m not a cult leader here to turn everyone against even a single one of you.

I’m literally here to help.

[Note: The above tweet was written at 4:44 AM.]

Oops?

Truth hurts.

—Lizzo

Nothing in the Universe is more Powerful than reality. Reality has a trick.

Reason.

Reasonable beings use intelligence to attach to reality.

Oh the cords get tangled for all sorts of bad reasons (Power!), but those bad reasons are smaller than Reality.

With time, Truth bites.

To be fair [to the traphouse vandal], I didn’t click [your profile].

After I clicked, I was hopeful again.

Hope I click for you too, buddy.

I’m gonna laugh at the media if they try to bury the next few tweets in obscurity after I email them an outline of my philosophical postmodern-art project that challenges the status quo, by an LGBT child of working-class immigrants with a perfect SAT score and a Yale Law degree.

Don’t worry.

Y’all are off the hook for now.

I haven’t done it yet.

But pretty soon after I do?

I’m going to publicize the recipients in this thread.

Sorry for being a living, breathing 21st-century icon.

I just realized.

Shared power means at least somebody should be verifying my work.

Given that I’ve apparently scared the fuck out of 99% of humanity so that nobody wants to engage with me…

Can the NSA just do it?

(Y’all establishment-media types—y’all trust them, right?)

💍

I am happy to communicate with any world leader through text or email.

Y’all know how to find me.

Hell, let’s hop on Zoom.

It’ll be a quick century.

Call me crazy.

But I’m smart enough to speak to you.

@NSAGov

u up?

Here’s my phone number.

[Note: Colson Lin provides a phone number, but it is reacted from public view.]

Y’all can confirm every aspect of my life to check.

Don’t leak my phone number unless I do anything evil.

Y’all can go through all my texts and emails.

It really doesn’t feel fair to the rest of humanity, you know, for like one person to be this iconic.

And not famous.

lmao stoppp i’m literally just kidding y r u being so mean

I’m the sweetest girl in town so why are you so mean? When you gonna ditch that stupid ***** you got? It’s me you should be seein’

Sorry y’all.

I censored the word Satan, because he’s my enemy.

Here’s how this Twitter will proceed:

When I want something, I’ll ask for it.

Literally anyone with a Twitter account can tell me if I’ve made an unreasonable request.

DMs are now closed.

Our book of wisdom will be for future humans.

Don’t worry.

“I’m good with languages.”

Languages spoken or studied: English, Spanish (middle school and high school), French (college), Arabic (college), Chinese (you’re racist).

I’m only missing one to hit the UN six.

Haha.

Oh wait.

What are the chances… my brother Ilya is Russian.

Wise people who can touch powerful wisdom using wise storytelling can touch God.

By the way, for some reason unlikely coincidences seem to stack up around them.

I think those are called “miracles,” but can anyone google it and check?

Hey humanity.

That was my first question.

Don’t worry.

Because I’m a kooky guy, I’ll answer your questions with either tweets or little creative videos.

But if I answer you, I’ll have to delete 1 of my older tweets.

So ask wisely.

If a bot farm fucks this up for all of humanity, Satan wins.

(I’ll literally give up.)

Let me make an empirical prediction supported by logical reasoning:

The hardest time to take me seriously is when:

(1) I have no social power. (2) The entire world isn’t talking about me. (3) Your coworkers. Your mom. Your spouse. Everyone.

And yet so many right now still do.

I’m trying to prove here that God can come out of the elites.

God can come out of world leaders. God can come out of federal workers. God can come out of journalists. God can come out of prisoners. God can come out of international criminals.

I have hope, y’all.

Don’t kill it.

By the way, I will artificially up my follower count to 181 by making one of my other Twitter profiles for this project follow me when I’m not in the mood to talk, when I’m too busy hanging out with friends and living my actual life because—

lmao y’all

This Twitter is literally just a fun hobby for me.

I’m a writer.

This is the most provocative Twitter thread in human history.

Anyone inside humanity can verify it.

If you believe I can channel God, then not a single person in the world can up my follower count.

If you do, I will wait for someone to unfollow me before I talk in public again.

I’m not the Anti-Christ.

I’m the Anti-Twitter.

(Which means I’m pretty sure I just became cool.)

You know—

180 people defended the Alamo. (“Is that true?”)

180 is a perfect LSAT score. (“Is that true?”)

Truth is like a circle of perfection.

Everything outside=Satanic

The first person to follow me and bring me to 181 followers will fuck up the Bible.

So don’t do it.

;)

In the spirit of the idea I just had tonight, I will announce a change of plans.

“A Stick of Dynamite in the American Elite” is a book that will now grow indefinitely.

But I will maintain the Twitter at meaningful numbers.

Which means…

You got it.

This Twitter self-deletes.

Does anyone know how to use Twitter search and take screenshots?

In the meantime, I have a riddle for humanity.

Do you have what it takes to survive?

Postmodernists vote “yes.”

Nihilists vote “no.”

Just kidding.

🤭 oig I'm like so funny

I’m never gonna reveal how to vote.

Yes No

8. [Note: This is a lucky number in Chinese. Colson Lin was born in Shanghai, China. He is the illegitimate bastard child of China’s most iconoclastic philosopher whose writings had a significant influence on the Communist Party of China’s policy in the 1990s. The philosopher is married to a successful mainstream film director named Hu Mei.]

I’m, like, not a real person. I’m a fictional character on an HBO show called “A Stick of Dynamite in the American Elite” that tells the preposterous story of the bastard child of China and the favored son of America coming together to be the Second Coming of Jesus Christ. but—

So anyway—it’s May 26, 2023.

You know.

The day after Jesus 2.0 was born.

How’s everyone’s Boxing Day going?

Meritocrats?

Y’all doing well? (I heard “Yale Law” and “LSAT” trended on Twitter today; random…)

You know what came out on Boxing Day half a century ago?

Google it.

My name is Colson Lin and I got a 1600 on my SAT, bitch.

But I’m gonna inch my number of videos and images up to 1610 before bringing it back down to 1600.

Because I’m from Houston, y’all.

The moon was your first international dynamite.

Beyoncé was your second.

“I’m your 3.”

Hey guys.

If I is 1.

II is 2.

What does 111 stand for?

Tomorrow night on “A Stick of Dynamite in the American Elite”:

The Second Coming of Jesus Christ watches a Netflix show called “Beef.”

It was the first time he has seen so many Asian-Americans.

He has thoughts.

“They’re flatter, fewer-dimensional renditions of the people I’ve met and know. God’s coming out of all of them except the Satanic elite Wal-Mart lady (but I’m only on episode two). Wow. I bet when she and her Japanese husband are bored, they’d watch HBO’s A STICK OF DYNAMITE—”

Tomorrow.

Only on HBO:

“A Stick of Dynamite in the American Elite” found God by breaking the meta.

It’s the show that doesn’t make sense for anyone in Netflix’s “Beef” to have known or heard about.

Because it would break the meritocracy.

Introducing:

“The Lotteracy” by CL.

If you’re too impatient to see the HBO episode:

Read it in real fucking time.

Every Friday night.

Only on @dumatology.

A time-stable book about God, written on Twitter over the course of a summer (“The Summer of the Second Coming”) on Twitter, in 16 chapters.

Backwards.

💍

Spoiler alert:

God is trying to rise out of every tribe at the same time.

The results are Satanic.

Y’all need a leader.

;)

Do you want your leader to be Godly or Satanic?

Wait.

Does God exist?

Holy shit, you guys!

That tweet went up at exactly 2:12 AM on May 26, 2023.

Tell me something:

Am I just a really, really good storyteller?

Or can my brother Ilya see that I’m channeling all of this in real time, because K. from TH Rogers spontaneously texted me to recommend—

The Bible made God boring. Postmodernity made God boring. God is boring.

IQ Test:

Which of the above is true?

“A Stick of Dynamite in the American Elite” is bringing God back to postmodernity.

Yo elites—

Who among y’all ready to click on this video?

2023

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hxdrostorm · 1 year

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Name / Alias: Vani Are you over 18? Yes / No Is your muse(s) over 18? Yes/ No / Verse Dependent / Depends on the muse you’re asking When was your blog established? Blog was made in 2021! But there are some muses, I've been writing since 2017!

– W R I T I N G –

Are you selective about who you write with?

No (anyone) / Semi (most people) / Yes (some people) / Highly (few people) / Private (mutuals only).

Are you selective about who you follow?

No (anyone)/ Semi (most people) / Yes (some people) / Highly (few people).

If your muse is canon, how much do you adhere to canon?

Not at all / A little / Some/ Mostly / Strictly / Not Applicable.

// it depends on the muse you’re asking, I always try to stick a serie’s timeline of events. But at the same time, I like mixing canons from different sources. Seeing how some of my muses, can be pretty obscure with little in the way of lore, so I have to make do with I got.

What post lengths do you write?

One-Liners / Single-Para / Multi-Para / Novella/All of the aforementioned.

// One-liners are only for dash-commentaries/cracks.

Do you use icons and/or GIFS?

No / Gifs / Icons / Yes / Sometimes.

Do you write on other platforms?

No / Yes

// Discord, which I've been very active on as of lately!

What level of plots do you write?

Unplotted/ Open-Ended Plots / Semi-Plotted / Fully Plotted Epics / All of the aforementioned

// I have a preference for plotted stuff. Knowing the course of events and my partner’s muse makes things a lot easier for me.

How quickly do you usually respond to threads?

Very Slow (more than a month) / Slow (3-4 weeks) / Average (1-2 weeks) / Fast (less than one week) / Very Fast (less than three days)

// It depends on the kind of thread & the size of it TBH. I can't do a lot of back and forth quickly, but I try not to take too long to respond (unless I forget about it ofc). On tumblr however, I rely on my queue to deliver the replies! I like giving us plenty of time.

What types of themes do you like?

Adventure / Romance / Fluff / ANGST / Violence / Tragedy / Domestic / Family

WHAT GENRES DO YOU LIKE? ( Feel free to add! )

High Fantasy / Supernatural / Science Fiction / Historical / Horror / Comedy / Romantic / Drama / Action / Smut / Adventure / Espionage / All of the aforementioned

Are there any themes you’re uncomfortable writing on your blog? (Not triggers)

No/ Yes / Sometimes

// Gore can leave me feeling ill. I'm also not the fondest of those "instant family fanons" for RP. And I suppose I should mention how, even though I'm open for writing abusive/toxic relationships. That's something I prefer reserving to only my most consistent partners, or those I'm well familiarized with. I've had some, unsavory experiences to put it mildly, in the past.

Do you have any triggers? How do you request it tagged?

// I have no triggers! But I filter out anything related to politics/IRL stuff. Sorry not sorry. I don’t think that a RP blog is the best place for these things IMO. Keep it to your personal or a blog specifically meant for those things. I come here to relax.

Label & call me all sorts of names. But I think there are better places and the right time to talk about these serious subjects. I will unfollow, if I feel like my dash is being spammed about these things. It’s nothing personal, it’s just that I’m not interested in seeing stuff about it, on this side of tumblr.

– S H I P P I N G –

What types of relationships are you open to?

Romantic / Platonic / Familial / All of the aforementioned

// Just make sure the muse is available/open for it. This goes double for family stuff.

What types of pre-established relationships are you open to?

Romantic / Platonic / Familial /All of the aforementioned

// So long as we have managed to come up with something that works well for both muses.

Do you have OTPs?

No / Chemistry Only / Yes

// They can all be found in each one of my muses' about docs! Even though these ships are my OTPs, it doesn't mean I'll insta-ship them. It only means I have my own preference, for them.

SW muses - Rexmé/Obirex/Rexwalker/Codex Palpatine/Fox, Dogma/Fox Appo/Vader

Pokemon muses - Eusine/Morty, Clair/Morty Barry/Dawn Juan/Rose Drake/Drayden

Do you have NOTPS?

No / Yes

// There are only a select few ships I straight up refuse to write.

SW muses - Ahsoka/Plo

Pokemon muses - Falkner/Morty

What is your muse’s sexual orientation?

Heterosexual / Heteroflexible / Bisexual / Pansexual / Homoflexible / Homosexual / Demisexual / Sapiosexual / Asexual / Still trying to figure it out / Depends on the muse you’re asking

What is your muse’s romantic orientation?

Heteroromantic / Heteroflexible / Biromantic / Homoflexible / Homoromantic / Panromantic/ Demiromantic / Sapioromantic / Aromantic / Still trying to figure it out / Depends on the muse you’re asking

Are you comfortable writing smut?

No / Selectively / Yes

// Depends on the muse. So far, Barry is the only one I refuse to write it with.

How early in a relationship do you ship romantically?

Autoship / During plotting / After a couple IC interactions / Several IC interactions / Slow burn / Plot dependent / Never

// I'm always all ears to new shipping opportunities and plots!

Are you open to toxic ships?

No / Selectively/ Yes / I am not sure

// See above. It's something I'm 100% fine with writing, but I won't write it with just about anyone I come across, due to some bad experiences in the past.

Are you open to problematic ships?

No / Selectively / Yes / I am not sure

// At this point, anything has the potential of being problematic. All it takes is sb, to not like a ship and waste hours of their life, coming up with hot takes pulled out of their asses to "justify" their hatred for it. Some of my ships are already deemed "problematic", I've already been called a "nasty shipper", for something that's entirely harmless. But it is "bad", bc a large and loud crowd, decided to interpret it as such.

So, yeah uwu Im here for the uwu nasty uwu ships uwu!!!

Before anyone decides to put words in my mouth. I'll have to draw the line for minor/adult ships, I'm very on the fence about age up versions of muses. In the end, it all boils down to who I'm plotting/writing with.

Are you open to polyshipping?

No / Selectively / Yes / I am not sure

// Depends on the muse because most of them aren’t open to it. Even though, I'm more than willing to write them!

Are you an exclusive shipper?

Never / Sometimes / Yes / I would be open to discuss it

// NOPE! Been there, done that. It didn’t work for me. At most, I have a cap on the number of different takes, of the same character I'll accept as shipping partners. Which is 3, anything beyond that, it just becomes repetitive and I get overwhelmed bc I can't give everyone the same amount of attention it deserves.

Does crack shipping ever happen?

Nope / Yes / depends / altho they normally become normal ships

// Stares @ all my ships

#; dash games #ooc /

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kirbydached · 2 years

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another night alone in his room, his slender figure seated in the gaming chair only illuminated by the strips of led lights that outlined his room. a dopey smile settled on his lips as he pulled up the familiar application on which he chatted with his boyfriend. his eyes immediately scanned over the screen, eagerly clicking the icon that remained on the left side of the screen from last night. although he saw the other’s status was set to offline, he knew that the other had a habit of lurking. he typed a quick message, nothing overcomplicated.

i’ve been thinking about you all day.

suddenly the text turned red, causing the male’s head to tilt to the side in confusion.

your message could not be delivered because you don't share a server with the recipient or you disabled direct messages on your shared server, the recipient is only accepting direct messages from friends, or you were blocked by the recipient.

the message alone caused his heart to race and eyes to sting as the realization sunk in. he had been blocked.

immediate questions began to race through his head. what happened? had he done something wrong? he thought things were going so well. despite working through the trials and tribulations that came with a long-distance relationship, they were happy. he was happy — for once.

he began to scroll through their past messages, looking for some sort of clue or sign. where did it go wrong? had they been falling apart all along and he had just been too blind to see it?

the words of encouragement, love, and praise told him otherwise. there had to be some other explanation for this.

tears began to trickle down his cheeks, rereading their past messages only causing his heart to ache. these were all the things he was going to lose. despite being terrified of love, he had allowed himself to let his walls down and it had backfired.

the weight of everything felt unbearable. he forced himself to stand up from his chair, heavy limbs barely carrying him over to his bed where he collapsed.

he remained there for two days straight, only leaving to go to the bathroom and nothing more. he didn’t even bother eating. why bother taking care of himself when no one cared about him? not even the one person who told him that he always would.

— time skip —

“caspian, you need to eat something. how long is this tedious hunger streak of yours going to carry on for?”

he refused to meet his mother’s burning gaze, the plate of food sitting in front of him completely untouched. “as long as i want it to.”

“you can’t be this torn up over a boy that you’ve never met.”

that statement caused his blood to run momentarily cold, gaze finally flickering upward.

“how do you know about that? did xander tell you?”

betrayal, confusion, nausea.

but instead of an answer, he was met with nothing but silence on his mother’s end.

despite not being the brightest of bulbs, a sudden realization dawned upon him.

“--did you… were you spying on my fucking computer?”

a scoff escaped his mother as she shot him a look, “it’s not spying if you live underneath my roof.”

“i’m a fucking adult, mum.”

“clearly not. i saw the messages you were sending to him. you’ve never even met him and you were talking about living together and loving him? he could have been anyone and you were sending him personal information and inappropriate pictures. how fucking stupid are you, caspian? those can easily be traced back to you and tarnish our reputation.”

his heart was beating incredibly hard in his chest, feeling as if the world was suddenly spinning.

“you know nothing about our relationship.”

“i know all that i need, caspian.”

he inhaled sharply as he nervously threaded his fingers through his already messy hair.

“he loved me, he did.” it was as if he was trying to force himself to believe the words coming out of his mouth.

“is that why he blocked you?”

he had to force his eyes shut as he felt tears begin to well once more, eyes already puffy and sore from all the crying he had done.

“you have to be more careful, cas. people like that can’t be trusted. what was his occupation? a twitch steamer? that’s not even a real job. even if it was, why wouldn’t he share his face with you or his channel name? he didn’t love you. you were just a game to him.”

each word made it harder and harder for him to breathe.

“this is why your father and i have decided that you need to clean up your act. you need to surround yourself with better people.”

sadness morphed into confusion once more, eyes fluttering open.

“what does that mean?” “you’re going to be interning in the social media department for one of the teams.”

not only had he just been blocked by the love of his life, but he was going to be forced into a job. how lovely.

“i’m not like xander, mum. i don’t want to be involved with f1.”

“that’s the problem.”

he pursed his lips into a thin line as his gaze remained locked on his mother, knowing just how unwilling to budge she would be.

“you’ll see, darling. this is what’s best for you.”

was it? then why did it feel like anything but? all of his free will had been stolen from him. he didn’t have a say in the matter of the blocking or this punishment. he felt utterly hopeless.

#muse: caspian

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espider · 3 years

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Like for a starter or DM me for plotting

#I would love more threads #especially some what if stuff #I’m even thinking of iconning what if just for those threads too

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myherowritings · 3 years

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welcome to the family

SUMMARY. After mistaking the guy on your lockscreen as your boyfriend, your grandmother knits him a sweater to welcome him into the family. Childe sees your tweet about it the next morning.

PAIRING. celeb!childe x reader

WORD COUNT. 1.0k

GENRE. celeb au, loosely based off a tweet

A/N. small drabble because i kind of got excited at the thought of celeb au childe o.o also like...have u listened to his english va sing those cheesy songs? i absolutely love it HFJKGHG pls enjoy xx sof

You weren’t a fan of the celebrity with the title Tartaglia, alias Childe, real name unknown to the public.

Definitely not a fan.

The only reason you knew even that much about him was simply due to social media blowing him up as the infamous white boy of the month. And from there his fame only grew. (Though you had to admit, he was at least more interesting than the previous other candidates.)

You weren’t a fan, but you couldn’t deny he deserved the recognition he received. His acting was pretty captivating, his singing voice pleasing to the ear, and his body... Well, his body...

“Earth to Y/N,” your mom called, drawing you out of your rapidly spiraling thoughts. You were visiting your family home for the weekend and you were currently in the living room with your mother and grandmother, watching bad reality TV and snacking on junk food. “You’ve been spaced out today. Too busy thinking about your boyfriend?”

Your eyebrows shot up. “Huh?”

Like most grandparents, your grandma seemed to have a special radar to let her know when her grandchildren had a potential suitor at hand. Just the mere mention of the word made her perk up. “Boyfriend?”

“Yeah! I don’t know why they were keeping it a secret from us, but I saw the picture on their lockscreen,” she whispered to your grandma conspiratorially, loud enough for you to hear. “He’s a cute guy with ginger hair.”

The picture on your lockscreen off a cute guy with ginger hair… You were only half-embarrassed to recall that it was a picture taken from Childe’s outdoor picnic photoshoot where the poses they made him do attempted to paint the image that he was there on a date with you. His clothes were casual and his smile was familiar.

You absolutely hated that marketing strategy but you’d be lying if you said you didn’t willingly fall for it each time.

But again, you weren’t a fan…

Oh, who were you fooling? You were halfway from breaking and making a Childe fan account if your dignity didn’t get the best of you.

“Childe? He’s—”

“Your boyfriend! My grandchild finally found love in this world?” asked your grandmother, teary-eyed as she completely ignored her favorite trashy reality show on the television to get a better look at you. “I’m so happy for you! This is so exciting.”

“Grandma, wait—”

“You have to bring him home and let us meet him,” she rushed on animatedly, giving you no time to squeeze a full sentence in. “No, before you do that, let me make him something for you to give to him! What size is his shirt? Is that a picture of him? Oh he looks nice and strong! I’ll knit him a turtleneck. You give it to him the next time you see him, okay?”

Your grandma ran to get her knitting needles and yarn, leaving a whirlwind in her wake as you stared open-mouthed at the spot she once occupied.

That was how you ended up going home the next day with a brand new turtleneck sweater your grandmother made for your non-existent boyfriend.

The situation was so bizarre, you decided there was only one thing you could do: Pull your phone out as you sat on your bed to tell Twitter about the events of your weekend.

— ✩ —

It wasn’t everyday Childe woke up to check what the top tweets of his tag were on Twitter.

Okay, that’s a lie.

It was everyday.

He had an image to keep, after all. And it interested him to know what others had to say about him, despite how bad that might actually be for his state of mind.

Childe didn’t like deceit, but showing some parts of himself to only some people and other parts to others wasn’t lying. It was self-preservation. Everyone had a persona of sorts, and he preferred for his to be intact. What was the point of showing everyone every side of him?

He knew who Childe and Tartaglia were. He knew who Ajax was. As long as he knew, he’d be alright.

Was it a lonely path? Maybe. But it paid well and made his family proud. What more could he ask for?

Acting may not be as cool as being, say, a toymaker as his younger brother would proclaim, but at least he got to travel the world and explore places he never could’ve before. And the cute fans of his were also a definite bonus.

Childe continued scrolling through his phone when he stumbled upon a tweet that seemed to be gaining numbers quickly. It was posted only a few hours ago last night (his time, at least) by what looked like a personal account.

@y/n: Y'ALL WTF my mom saw my lockscreen (which is a pic of childe) and told my grandma that he was my bf and then my gma got so excited she knit him a WHOLE SWEATER and told me to give it to him. how could i break her heart and tell her he’s just a celebrity i like omg

@y/n: here’s a picture of the sweater she knit. isn’t it adorable? i almost feel too bad to just wear it myself though hjfkhg [Attachment: 1 Image]

A surprised chuckle escaped his lips as he looked at the picture of you holding the cream-colored turtleneck up, the large sleeves covering most of your body in the photo. You were right. The sweater did look adorable. As did a certain little fan of his who was also featured in the image.

Without giving it a second thought, he began to type his reply.

@TartagliaOfficial: Why wear it yourself? Didn’t your grandma say it’s meant for me? :( It’d be a shame to disappoint her.

In only a matter of minutes, he refreshed the page and found your name in his notifications. For some reason, he felt a rush of adrenaline flow through his veins as he waited for your tweet to load.

@y/n: am i being punk’d or r u asking me out???

Childe laughed to himself, exiting the tweet thread so he could click on the private message icon on your profile.

This would be fun.

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