#or IM me if you'd like to plot!

[howthesleeplesswander]

Interaction Call/Interest Check!

Hiya everybody! So uh... 👀 in case it hasn't been obvious by me reblogging Baizhu's content and screeching novels in the tags, I am officially adding him to this blog! ヾ(*꧆▽꧆*)ノ✨

If you'd like to interact with this here sweet and totally not shady snake doctor babygirl, perhaps hit that lil heart so I may toss him at you? 🥺👉👈 💖

#《⭒✩⭒ || the sleepless speaks (ooc) 》 #《⭒✩⭒ || starter call 》 #《⭒✩⭒ || plotting call 》 #《⭒✩⭒ || shipping call 》 #we'd love to have any and all of the above tbh! #the bottom line of this post is: baizhu is HERE and eager to take care of you all 🥺 #so plz like this if you're interested and we can go from there! uvu #I may write short starters or poke through your reblogged memes to send you something #haven't decided for sure yet haha #feel free to leave a comment if you have a preference for a starter or meme or some other type of interaction! #or IM me if you'd like to plot! #I will be adding Kaveh very soon too but one babygirl at a time alsdfjdkj #I'VE DONE MY WAITING FOR BAIZHU AND I AIN'T ABOUT TO WAIT ANY LONGER 😭

[herostoried]

STARTER CALL! for any of my muses, so feel free to specify if you have a preference! <3

#ooc #starter call. #alternatively if you'd like to plot instead feel free to send me an im #or post an emoji in reply to this post and i'll im you instead! #<333333

[capricioussun]

Will probably delete later but genuinely WHY do so many ppl hate uf papyrus. "He’s horrible and a bad brother and abusive >:(((" my guy. YOU made him that way

#always weirds me out when a really bad take becomes popular fanon and ppl treat it like it's an inherent universal take #happens to all characters I feel but it's esp frustrating when it's not just a bad take but just straight making a character a certain way #as a plot device. or to project ur own issues onto. at that point just. make an oc or smth. why mangle a character so severely. what is #the purpose #im not even going to TRY to pretend i have perfect ic flawless interps (I absolutely don't and know this) #but even w/ characters I have minimal interest in (like asgore for ex) it's important to me to at least *try* to keep them in line w/ their #og counterparts. #and you'd think. given how so many ppl infantilized Papyrus. that some of that would've bled thru into au counterparts #but nope. the fanon versions are practically just wholly different characters who just look similar and 'fill the same role' in their au #and it's honestly not like there's a shortage of other characters sans could have a toxic relationship with in uf #(bc let's be honest here that's 90% of the reason uf papyrus got characterized that way. for ppl to project onto and sympathize with sans) #I don't like having strong negative opinions on things and I especially don't like talking abt them publicly but idk if it's just weird #timing or smth I've seen so many bad takes the past couple weeks #to each their own and I'd never like. bash someone for having a diff take than me. I just don't...understand. #idk #I'm really tired and my eyes are sticky so I really shouldn't even be posting rn bc I will see this later and be like #can't BELIEVE that guy posted an opinion on the internet. WHY would he do that

[hell-heron]

Obviously it's all in Doylist (heh) service of the plot in truth, but I must say I like how much... passivity/learned helplessness/indifference regarding their living surroundings on the part of the twins is essential to the story, accepting a bunch of random modifications to their rooms that they never inquire about what exactly they are for, the doorbell having been put in place years ago and never being used by either woman. Rings very true to effects of abusive situations the way it's so frustratingly obvious something is suspicious to the reader but it can't be to them, why would it be to them when vague control on their own lives in general was never an option

#letters from watson #the speckled band #its just the kind of thing that if it was a modern story paying attention to psychology you'd marvel at like this detail of insight that is #not really often talked about. but its a whodunnit with environmental based solution so obviously its not ghjk #op #to clarify it was specifically the fact of never having used the doorbell that struck at me more than anything that would actually require #questioning the stepdad - as something that would normally struck me as a plot hole but that here im just. yeah i get it. lack of control #on anything in your life and constant fear that anything new might bring danger does that to you

[yume-fanfare]

and tbh the time skip in switch and knights climax events is what makes me the most mad of it all. "oh true hmm maybe i should've added foreshadowing earlier for my acid-trip plot to work hmm well ill start the story at the beginning of the year and then do a bunch of timeskips" no you absolute idiot you are going to write your stupid story on the foundations you built before or ill kill you

#like honestly even if the characters interactions are good #the plot is just too much. it makes me mad #i havent read either story yet but by principle im not too fond tbh #ughh #you'd think after the story released i would be less anxious about knights climax but nooo #honestly i cant think of much of a reason to read it besides maybe nice izlo #but that. is not really what i look for in a tsukasa event you know............ #and since he for some reason had that tour this year itll take an eternity till his next event sighs #but well he is a sweet and charming and lovely and honest boy im sure the story will be good for him regardless.......... #but im still mad tf. so many possible plot threads and he had to go and make up an entire new thing ugh #mar's midnight rambles

[altruistic-meme]

if you could... describe aftg in 5 words

oh this is not as easy a question to answer as it should be akfhsdkf bc like. i could describe its plot, or my thoughts on it as a fan, or how it makes me feel, or just make a joke, or or or and bc idk why you're asking it makes it harder :'))

but let's see...

plot: gay sports mafia found family.

fan: drama, familiarity, trauma, comedy, home

feelings: love, understanding, chaos, joy, comfort

joke: you know, i get it-

(as you can see, i couldn't pick which one to go with, so choose whichever 5 words you want lmao)

#anyway the hard part is cus like. if you're already a fan then you KNOW it's plot #and i would go with either feelings or joke probably #if you aren't a fan you won't understand joke and maybe want the plot to see if you'd want to read it #in which case getting my feelings or thoughts on it could also help you decide #especially bc 'gay sports mafia' is something it has been described as OFTEN #and thus you wouldn't necessarily need ME to tell you that #anywya #i spent WAY TOO MUCH TIME thinking about this so ya know. i do hope you see this kshdfhsd #i know how it can be sending anon asks #especially if you don't follow the person you sent it to like MAN rememebring to check in and then scrolling the blog to find it???? #so sorry i never shut up here #anyway if you ARE someone who hasn't read it yet and are interested; please feel free to reach out to me with any questions!!! #aftg contains a lot of potentially triggering material so it's good to have some understanding of what you're walking into! #(i did not but thankfully i'm not easily triggered by most things lmao but it still is nice to have that warning) #aftg #askers #anon #shh ac #also if you HAVE read it please appreciate my joke. i think im very funny.

[staticspeak]

ABOUT CARSYN | All that shimmers in this word is sure to fade.

CHARACTER BASICS

NAME: Carsyn Rothschild

AGE: Twenty-Six

GENDER & PRONOUNS: Cismale, He/Him

FACE CLAIM: Tom Holland

EYE COLOR: Brown

HAIR COLOR: Brown

HEIGHT: 5′8″

DATE OF BIRTH: September 7th, 1978

AGE: Twenty-Six

ZODIAC SIGN: Virgo

LEVEL OF EDUCATION: Bachelor's in Communications with a Minor in Advertisement & English from Columbia University

HOMETOWN: Brooklyn, New York

RELIGIOUS AFFILIATION: Jewish

OCCUPATION: Assistant at Kiss 89.5, secret show host on Kiss 89.5 at 3 AM

CHARACTER HISTORY [TW: MENTION OF ABDUCTION/DISAPPEARANCE]

Before his disappearance from the face of the world a year ago, Carsyn was, in fact, just another golden boy— at least that's what everyone thought. But not all that glitters is gold, and Carsyn finally learned that when he was accepted into an elite academic society at Columbia University. He'd been an anomaly as he spoke the part, held the curl of lip just right, but he hardly looked it. Carsyn's saving grace was how he somehow demanded attention without ever being seen in the back of the classroom. His voice called out from the farthest row, a squint away, seemingly the only one with reason.

He'd been taken under the wing of his peers under the impression that they'd be his guardians. Known to be quiet, he found somewhere to stand and be heard. They made Carsyn feel as though he was heaven sent and angel willed, but it would be a hard fall from grace after that. No matter how hard they tried to dress him up, there were parts of Carsyn that they couldn't deny could never be reassembled to fit in with him. Towards the end of his college days, he had scraped himself of every gold flake they pressed against him like it was grime. Many say it was maturity that got to him and why he abandoned the comfort of his so-called brothers, while others believe to this day that maybe they realized Carsyn wasn't as special as they anticipated. As for Carsyn, he believes it was just a matter of time before he'd be another fool to false fortune.

Feeling out of place his third year, Carsyn's sister had agreed to meet with him and venture out into the city together. They made plans to have lunch, he'd finally show her around after making a point of coming home and never going farther than Franklin street again. His life at the university and at home were separate. They would have to reschedule for the next day, and then maybe the day after, as she never made it to campus and no one had been able to trace her down since.

Her disappearance took a toll on Carsyn that those around him found difficult to handle, and they took a step back. His grades began to slip, and every promise he had fumbled around him. The position he was promised at one of the most sought after news station was compromised. However, he was able to prevail and graduated but he'd once again start at the bottom of a ladder. While he had a degree that most didn't, he lost the drive to try harder early on and for the last four years he's stayed as an assistant.

PRESENT DAY

At a Christmas Party at the station a year ago, a drunken Carsyn climbed up to the broadcast wing of the building to recover. Panic had settled in, and once more, that feeling of being out of place and stuck struck again. He had signed on to the broadcast after hours and sent a message to his sister if she was out there about how he felt and ultimately talked himself down. The message had resonated with many listeners to the point that a few had asked the next day while calling in if they had ever resolved the caller's request believing that Carsyn had just been someone who dialed in. He'd get on every night and talk into the void of listeners out there hoping that it was his sister.

He ended up building a reputation for himself as Dorian Thomas, a radio show host after hours that spoke about his own worries and life and many related to it. He found resolve, and sometimes he didn't, and it was the most human anyone felt listening to anyone on air.

The station has yet to know who is on, as Carsyn has burned all of his recordings and even changed his voice on air. No one has linked him to the persona, and the radio station's efforts vary as they get more listeners than they'd care to admit.

WANTED CONNECTIONS

Co-workers

Roommate

Someone who knows he's Dorian Thomas

Childhood friends such as friends from secondary school in Brooklyn or people he took the subway to go see across town in secret

People he went to school with at Columbia University, including those in the Brotherhood

#cleanintro #about.carsyn #im me on here or dm me on discord at adambolbi if you'd like to plot (:

[heart-of-change]

@nightwatchr hit that like for a starter!

There was something nostalgic, standing on a rooftop in New York, watching the hustle and bustle of the night life.

It'd been years since word of ninjas and mutants and the chaos that came with them had reached her ears, but here she was, seeking them all out once more. Her kusarigama are familiar weights in her hands, their chains wrapped loosely around her forearms.

Even with years away from the city, it's still second nature to hop across the gap between the buildings and run. Run, and chase shadows and whoop and holler like it's all she's ever known like it was back then.

#;2007/adult #;nightwatchr #hope this is good for you! #im so out of practiced rip #dont hesitate to dm me if you'd like somethign else or to discuss a plot instead!

[take-ya-to-the-ghey-bar]

@thuganomxcs

Gold gaze scanned his surroundings for a few moments, seeming to try and pick out anyone who seemed like they'd be trying to track down something… And why was that? Well-- that had everything to do with the… Pet(?) that the blonde currently held in his arms. Honestly, at first he swore it some kind of plush toy-- till the thing jumped at noticing him, that is.

Handling the little guy like one of the rabbits when they got startled seemed to do the trick, though… Judging by the little coos he gained not long after petting the little guy-- Finally spotting another young man who seemed like he was on the look out for something, though, the blonde then turned and started heading in his direction.

"Hey!--" Calling out to grab the other's attention, and giving a subtle nod as the other did the expected 'who, me?' gesture, Minato then brought focus to the matter at hand. "You happen to be looking for this little guy?" Getting straight to the point with that question, he lifted the animal in his arms slightly as an indication of what he meant.

#thuganomxcs #{|ic|} #{|rp|} #{|cross over|} #{|ooc notes transition--|} #feel free to hit up the IMs if you'd like to plot something else-- or where this might end up going lol-- #but-- since the idea of my boi somehow finding Pu wouldn't leave me alone-- thought i may as well just run with it XD

[brassdivinity]

ABOUT AYLIN || And then I turned away into the shade.

CHARACTER BASICS

NAME: Aylin Feray Bardakci

AGE: Twenty-Seven

GENDER & PRONOUNS: Cis Woman, She/Her

FACE CLAIM: Aslihan Malbora

EYE COLOR: Brown

HAIR COLOR: Dark Brown, typically dyed bright blue 

HEIGHT: 5′4″

DATE OF BIRTH: October 2nd, 1977

ZODIAC SIGN: Libra

LEVEL OF EDUCATION: High School Diploma

OCCUPATION: Tattoo Artist

CHARACTER HISTORY (TW: DRUG ADDICTION, CHILD ABANDONMENT)

One look at Aylin, and many believe that she’s taken on a vibrant protest against the world. The inked flowers on her skin is only a result of pain made permanent, and her bright hair a call for a squinted glance in the eyes of others. Yet, Aylin’s never fought the wrongs in the world. She’s accepted defeat, and laid in the bed it’s set out for her. Tattoos, blue hair, jewelry beyond a dangle on her ear is no more than taking the canvas given to her by the earth and making it a tribute for its wonders. Precious metals, the blueprint to florals, and the brightest colors fallen in awe from the nature around turned into a halo is not a fight against the world but harmony. 

Aylin, however, does have her protests but they sit in the pit of her stomach where she’s let them weigh her down like stones. It keeps her from running too fast into the face of impulse, and weary of a deep end. Her parents moved to New York when she was just fifteen years old, coming into her sophomore year of school right into the middle of the school year. 

Specializing in glass making, Aylin was the one creation they had yet to crack. Their sons were broken in the trouble they had in the failure of their work. Her brothers became destructive, and in hopes of keeping her safe from their whirlwind, they took opportunity to run and went. For a couple of years, they flourished but they accepted her brothers back into their lives when they came searching with an apology at hand. It didn’t take long for them to bring what Aylin’s parents tried to escape from. Their ran through their funds, using their family’s money to support their addictions. Her parents did what they could to keep her safe, even if their menagerie was broken and all they had to keep was Aylin. She was expected to do well in school, to create a second chance for them and herself, to find freedom but all she ever found was solitude. They overworked themselves and rarely came home when she was awake to see them, and her brothers lived most of their stay out on the porch where their mother kicked them out for the haze of drugs that was so thick it filled the house in distain. 

On the cusp of seventeen, promises withered. They failed to bloom and instead turned frail and so thin that Aylin’s small prayer blew them to dust. The trouble her brothers caused had robbed their family of everything, and love became a justification she grew weary of. Forced to go back to Turkey, her parents moved back and forth before eventually trying to leave Aylin behind to not exhaust her. Many believed she was free, but she was still in their glass cage. It didn’t take long for it to break, though. The fragility wasn’t a secret, and child services stepped in to relocate her until she was eighteen. 

Everyone seemed to move along without her. Her brothers were able to clean up their act, get married, and finally have a clear path. Her parents were relieved of raising one more child, of threading expectation for her when they were poor examples, and thrived. Aylin, however, was left alone. They tried to step back into her life more than once, with her brothers attempting to either bring her home or take custody but it all failed. 

Once she graduated at eighteen, Aylin no longer listened to their pleas. She pursued a trail they tried to warn her off of, but Aylin learned to not look for any kind road or fair sky where she walked. It would come with trouble. All she had to do was be aware of it, and take risk for herself when there was nothing left.

There was a way to find where she belonged despite going back to an aimless home— she found devotion in the unknown, looking into every corner her parents told her to avoid. She became what they feared for their sons and branded her a deviant and degenerate while all she'd done was devote herself entirely to the art that had brought her comfort for so many years in their absence.

PRESENT DAY

Aylin pursued a career in tattooing and has been able to live her life with minimal halt from her own worry. Specializing in single needle to create every detail of her favorite nature based designs, she’s created a name for herself even if she hushes it. Her tattooing allowed her opportunity to create larger than life pieces on individuals that created stepping stools for her move forward in her career and a place at a local shop instead of solely out of her apartment.

Her struggle now isn't finding her place, but taking ownership of who she is now that her family has completely written her off. She strays from losing control in the endeavors her brothers gave into, drugs and alcohol, but she's used poor judgement to make terrible decisions all on her own. If they want to believe she's a mess, she'll prove that she is and she can clean it up on her own.

HEADCANONS

She has bright blue hair, a characteristic that’s defined her since she was eighteen. She has a variety of tattoos and they are all nature based with florals. Her back tattoo is a mountain range piece that is tailored to every push and pull of her own muscles for each peak. They are all black and white, with the exception of white lilies scattered throughout different designs and a small red poppy in the center of her chest. 

Aylin, despite her appearance, is rather reserved and takes time to trust people. She tries to act on impulse like those closest to her but it takes her some time.  

WANTED CONNECTIONS

People she’s known since moving to the city at fifteen

People her brothers wronged during their time on the city

Any fellow foster kids, or even children of those who fostered her 

Classmates

Clients as a tattoo artist

Enemies, even if its by proxy

Exes and short lived flings

#about.aylin #cleanintro #im me on here or dm me on discord at adambolbi if you'd like to plot (:

[sagefired-arch]

@lucisking​ liked for a starter 

        ‘  you feeling alright, noct?  ‘  perhaps he is being a bit of a mother chocobo, as some of the others in the retinue would imply but habits are hard to break. he’s worried about the other -- always worried but now more than ever.  with a quick glance at the sky, a few more hours of sunlight &. he turns to face his dark haired companion. ‘ we could, perhaps, stay at a hotel if you wish, or even a camper. we have extra gil that i’ve hidden away for emergencies. ‘

#lucisking #verse ; tbt #hi im so excited #if you'd like something else or would like to plot please let me know!

[jedinct]

@tellstales, eylin systra. starter call.

❛ a great leap forward often requires taking two steps back. ❜

#tellstales #verse : the clone wars. #queue. #i hope this is okay! #if you'd like to plot something ~ feel free to IM me! #otherwise winging it is great too <3

[rosavulpes]

OOC : Would any one be interested in plotting out a starter or would like a starter written for them ? 

#ooc. please specify muse if you'd like a starter ! #or send me an im if you'd like to plot !

[celcstialls]

——— STARTER CALL ✧‧₊˚

mutuals ♡ / ⟳ this post if you'd like one! Please specify muse!

#✧‧₊˚ — starter call #{ Either IM me or reply to this post the muse you'd like! } #{ Also I may come to you for a lil bit of plotting cause I like to know things before I jump into the deep end } #{ if you don't specify you'll get a coin-flipped sibling! }

[wintcrstcrfall]

status: open to f 21+ plot: childhood best friends to lovers; inspo here !! note: please, do not like my starters & make sure to read the rules in the source <3 note 2: this is made with legacy but i can switch to beta

Joseph had almost finished his bottle of beer, but still felt no effect of it. His eyes were darting towards her, his best friend, for the duration of the whole movie and it was safe to say that he had missed the context of what they were watching a long time ago. It still amazed the young man, this idea of her being the only person sticking so long around him; if he said that at moments this didn’t scare him, it would be a lie. And he had fucked up a lot of times too, yet they always found their way towards each other. If he wasn’t so sure she saw him as nothing more than a best friend he would’ve made some attempt to cross the line a long time ago. The masochist in him wanted to do it despite it too. “So... was this supposed to be a happy movie? Because I don’t see anything happy in every character ending up alone.”

#indie rp #open starter #indie open rp #indie oc rp #~ if you'd like to plot more around it feel free to im me! we can make it as angsty or fluffly as we want it #{{ ~ interactions. ~ joseph ayers. ~ }}

[redstainedglasses]

The shadows writhe unnaturally, the void whispers and beckons, the red in the emptiness watches hungrily.

"Come now dearie, don't you want to make a deal?"

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// like this post if you're interested in a 3rd person RP with my gurl Please read my rules before interacting For multi-muse blogs please reply with who you'd like my gal to interact with

#starter call #monster rp #oc friendly #fandom friendly #//am under the weather and also will be reading up on your muse(s) so it may take me a few days to get stuff written up! #//if you'd like to discuss/plot things before interacting feel free to IM me or message me on discord if we're already friends there! #--eye contact