#self promotion tag.

[ofscribe]

ofscribe﹐highly selective. mutuals only. alhaitham from genshin impact. adored by mephisto ( she/her ). please read googledoc before interacting! feel free to like and/or reblog if you'd be interested in interacting with him.

googledoc (rules and bio)

#self promotion tag. #genshin impact rp #genshin impact roleplay #game rp #anime rp #// have a temp promo while i try and come up with a decent one \\

[azurescale-a]

azurescale﹐semi selective. mutuals only. dan heng/imbibitor lunae from honkai: star rail. adored by mephisto ( she/her ). please like and/or reblog if you'd like to interact with him! I'm also very new to this fandom.

#self promotion tag. #hsr rp #honkai star rail rp #honkai star rail roleplay #game rp #anime rp

[arson-09]

Man, Rhysand was never the dreamer in that god awful series. It was always Tamlin

Tamlin is the one who has always done everything he can do to stop injustice. Protecting mortals, always accepting fae from other court in his land, trying his damnedest to find a way to break the curse instead of stealing a mortal. He has always dreamed of a safer and more just world and has always tried to make that come true. Even after loosing so much he always did whats right and true in the end.

but hes doomed by the narrative. His good deeds and genuine soul over shadowed by the biases of the narrator. Hes the age old tragedy of wanting to be the best he can and do the best he can.

#acotar #a court of thorns and roses #tamlin #pro tamlin #sarah j maas #sjm #he’s actually such a good and interesting character but is thrown aside for a supposedly morally gray man #the fact tamlin tries to be so morally good causes more interesting scenarios #hes my babygirl #i have so many thoughts i hope this makes sense #my brain is melted from playing stardew valley #Tamlin is so tragic he deserves a happy ending #with people who care for him and who he loves #thats a major part of my fic #if i may self promote #anti rhysand #adding that tag cause some of yall dont know how to scroll

[xluciifer]

❝ I see the guilt beneath the shame, I see your soul through your window pane. I see the scars that remain, I see you [ ... ] looking at the mirror on the wall. ❞

# XLUCIIFER ; an independent, serious and semi-selective roleplay account for Lucifer Morningstar, from Hazbin Hotel. Follow Lucifer's mind and actions through pre-Hazbin Hotel events, his rise and fall from glory in biblical lore and the trauma and depression that corrupted him from it. Heavily canon compliant given the circumstances. | Signed by Michelle/Luci + 27 + she/her. ( was given permission to use art for promo. )

#self promo #self promote #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel rp #indie hazbin hotel rp #helluva boss #helluva boss rp #indie helluva boss rp #don't know how to tag this dkebdkjd

[mlnhyuks]

Hi this Alex @yoohyeontual ! I made a new blog last week to reblog everything my mutuals make because I love them dearly and the reblog button is ignored way too much now so please consider following this blog and help me promote them as much as we can cause they deserve this as a thank you for everything they are doing for us for free should I remind you all ! I accept everything, dosen’t have to something I stan (that’s for my main and other sbs) everything get reblogs (except fanfics and ns*w)! THANK YOU 🫶💜

Track tag : #Korimilook! (Mutuals only)

#i may delete if no one follow if don’t want to I love this blog :( #please reblog so the moots and everyone see ! #thank you for the one that already followed Ilysm #alex.txt #promo✨ #self promo✨ #I’m gonna tag some mutuals I’m sorry to annoy you but I want to promote you 🥺 #awekslook #rhitag #userdahyun #oorieri #useroro #leksietag #userdoyeons #foraddy #i can’t remember more 😭 #I’m sorry for tagging but I don’t want to delete ckbsjxbs

[sexy-sapphic-sorcerer]

if I had a dollar for every time the bbc made a show about an iconic character from british canon except he's young with black hair, pale skin and prominent cheekbones, and he has an intense relationship with his best friend and is generally gay coded, aside from weird sexual tension with a powerful woman who also has black hair, pale skin and a strong jawline, and is otherwise a lesbian who is fucking her maid

I'd have two dollars, which isn't a lot but we don't talk enough about the fact that it happened twice at the same time

#these are just the tags from my last reblog but I thought it deserved a promotion #bbc merlin #bbc sherlock #can't believe I'm sherlock posting in the year of our lord 2024 #< says the girl who runs a merlin blog #it's different though #bbc merlin is bad in a self-aware camp way #bbc sherlock is bad but in a condescending pretentious way #merthur #morgwen #adlock #johnlock

[cuubism]

Déjà vu, Déjà connu

[AO3]

based on dreamlings' post

I’m here because… I’m interested.

The words circle Dream’s mind. A spiral of questions with no answer. Interested. Interested. Hob’s hands on his hips. Hob’s mouth along his throat.

In me?

No, Dream thinks. Hob’s fingers inside him, pressing buttons untouched for centuries with the brutality and care of an experienced lover. Yes, yes, maybe, yes.

--

1503.

Dream lies in bed, afterwards, loose and languid. Looking up at the dark wood paneling of the ceiling, the fine grains and whorls of it. Contemplating.

Hob settles back on the mattress beside him, laughs. “I’ve never seen someone thinking so hard after sex.”

“Perhaps I am grading you,” Dream says, and Hob laughs harder.

“Oh, yeah? What score’d I get, then? ‘Cuz I’ll tell you, I never been to proper school, but I have a pretty good bedroom education.”

Dream’s lips tip up in an unwitting smile. Hob is looser, like this. Free and charming, when he does not know who Dream is. Does not think he is a demon, or the devil come to claim his soul. Just a passing traveler in an inn.

Dream had not intended to run into him. He had not intended to see Hob at all until their next scheduled meeting ninety or so years from today. He had come to the waking world for a quick errand, hunting after an occult artifact he’d heard might be in the area.

He’d draped himself in a different form than usual so as to leave less of a trail. Not so different from his usual shape, still lean and angular because it felt right to be barely of flesh, to slip into the shadows between things. But his hair was shorter and lighter than when he’d last seen Hob, his eyes a muted brown, face softer.

Dream did not take much note of his own appearance, most of the time, but Jessamy had advised him to tone down the drama, so Dream had—again to borrow her words—shaved off the more striking edges of his form. Made himself more nondescript.

And then—leaving an unproductive meeting with an artifacts dealer who did not have what he needed, and frustrated for it – he had stumbled into Hob. Hob, who wore this era well, settled into his immortality in the decade and a half since their meeting. Whose auspicious printing trade seemed to be treating him nicely. 

“Whoa, now,” Hob had said, steadying him by the arm as they brushed past each other. They had never touched before, and Dream had stared at the point where Hob’s hand held him. Hob had looked him up and down un-subtly. “Haven’t seen you around here before, have I?” 

“I am just leaving,” Dream had said, making for the door of the inn. 

Hob hadn’t blocked his way, but he had called out. “Sure I can’t convince you to stay for a drink?”

And Dream—he had been frustrated. The waking world made him itch at the best of times, and to have his time wasted to boot—

And Hob was—interesting. Dream was loath to admit this, but his company at their last meeting had been engaging. Left Dream wanting to know more in a way he usually did not, with people.

He should have left. Instead, he had stopped. “If you are buying,” he’d said, because he’d felt it was a more human response than entertain me with your stories, Hob Gadling.

He had turned back just in time to see Hob’s brilliant grin. “Pretty thing like you?” he had said. “Anything you want.”

This, Dream had thought, as he’d followed Hob over to a table, was a Hob closer to the one he had first encountered in 1389 than the one he’d last seen. Rakish, confident, swaggering. Then again, Hob had walked into their last meeting thinking Dream intended to claim his soul, so Dream supposed he could forgive him the break in self-assurance.

The ease of him in that moment drew something in Dream towards him, like a moon caught in planetary gravity.

He had not given Hob a name, and Hob had not given him his, though of course Dream knew it. Secrecy, anonymity, half-hidden glances caught in firelight, words half-spoken and left hanging in implication. This was not a scene, a moment, Dream had experienced outside of stories. But, like a story, it had drawn him in, caught him in the web Hob had unintentionally spun around him, just with his presence. 

Not much felt new to Dream, but this had. He had never been propositioned over a drink before. He had never been eyed up over ale left untouched, unspoken thoughts so bare in the looks laid upon him. He had never been led into the dark corner of a tavern, and felt up with such daring familiarity, or pulled upstairs to a shadowed bedroom, and fucked slow and good like he was not just a casual lay but a lodestone. 

He had never taken a human lover. Every lover in Dream’s past had known who he was, what he was. 

He had never been treated so casually, moved around so easily, his lover ignorant of the dangers of him. And he had never been looked at with such regard by one who did not know his station. For Hob’s looks were by turns heavy and playful but never, never casual. Did he treat all his lovers thus?

Dream should not have allowed any of it. He had thought so, to himself, over and over. Hob kissing up his neck—I should not allow this—Hob tangling a fist in his hair and pulling his head back—I should not allow this—Hob pushing inside him—I should not allow this—Hob kissing him so tenderly afterward—I should not—

“You were adequate,” he tells Hob now, and Hob laughs, raucous and loud. 

Dream has allowed it, and now he remembers why he should not. Because now that he has had it, he craves it, the weight and heft of Hob’s body, and his sweet lips, and the heat of him. Hob has surprised him with his care and carefulness and consideration. He is greedy, yes, for life and for sensation, and he takes, yes, but he also gives. He gives and gives. 

“Tough crowd,” Hob complains, goodnaturedly. His look upon Dream is fond and indulgent. “Do I at least get to retake the exam?”

“Have you studied?” Dream asks. He drags a hand down the muscles of Hob’s arm, feeling the warmth of his skin. 

Hob leans in and tugs on the lobe of his ear with his teeth. “I’ll make a study of you as long as you let me.”

It has been long, very long, since Dream has had a lover. The singular attention is blinding.

“Do your best, then, and perhaps there will be a reward if you pass,” Dream says, and Hob flows back on top of him. There is experience in every movement of him, and it’s intoxicating.

Do not allow it, Dream thinks. Once inside, it will latch, as all his lovers have, and he will be caught, even if only in his own mind.

Hob’s hands catch under his jaw and tip his head up into a kiss.

He allows it.

--

“I feel like I met you before,” Hob muses, after, a hand to Dream’s jaw. Familiar, so familiar. Dream doesn’t deny him. “But I definitely would have remembered.”

Dream’s pulse flutters despite himself, and he’s not sure if it’s concern over being recognized or something else. “Would you?”

Hob scrutinizes him. “For sure. But. I don’t know, it’s not coming to me, so maybe I’m just imagining things.”

“Maybe so,” Dream agrees.

Hob’s lips twist in a wry smile. “So helpful, you are. Maybe this, maybe that. I see you, mysterious figure in the night.”

“Mysterious?” Dream echoes. This form is far more human, more mundane, than his usual shape. He has kept himself very contained within the bounds of reason.

Hob taps his forehead. “You’re all question marks. Bet you like it that way.”

“Maybe so,” Dream says, and Hob laughs. And Dream feels a burst of fondness for him, for the way he takes things in stride, his generosity in so easily allowing Dream his secrets, his endless joy in life displayed at their last meeting and even more brightly now. 

“Maybe maybe maybe, ” Hob says. “Maybe I’ll run into you again sometime?”

“In your dreams, perhaps,” Dream says. Hob chuckles like he’s made a joke, but Dream is not sure that he was not serious. He could… find himself wanting this. He could find himself starving for it. Hob drags a hand up and down his arm, light but proprietary, and Dream shouldn’t let him do that, but he does not pull away.

“Telling me to dream about you isn’t going to help me let you go,” Hob says.

“You would hold on so tightly after only one night?” Dream asks.

“You don’t get more nights if you don’t hold on,” says Hob.

No, Dream thinks, as he steals away later that night, slipping out from under Hob’s arm in the darkness to return to the Dreaming. No, I suppose you do not.

#ok i added this as a reblog to the og post too but buns insists i post it myself for tagging purposes and she knows better #than my allergic-to-self-promotion ass so #dreamling #dream of the endless #hob gadling #dreamling fic #my writing #deja vu deja connu #more soon or at least eventually

[araneitela]

"Sooner or later, the curtain has to fall. As for the ending, wanna take a guess? —— Heads or tails, what's your answer?"

#araneitela. A canon-strict and rather lore-heavy portrayal of Kafka from Honkai: Star Rail, written by Sae (30+). I do not follow fanon, and in fact, I defy it rather heavily. So follow me (just like you would Kafka) at your own discretion and risk. But if you like your lore, and enjoy some extra salt on your fries: come on in, and talk about this little thing called fate.

#[ self promotion. ] she was born in a spider's web; but never gets caught in one. #honkai star rail rp #hsr rp #genshin rp #video game rp #[ i don't know what tags people use anymore; but that's okay! ] #[ /waves. ] #[ the overhaul is complete (i'm pretty sure). kafka is ready to; well. /be kafka/. ]

[pose1dson]

HAIL , PERSEUS JACKSON. SON OF THE SEA GOD .

#POSE1DSON. private and selective roleplay account for PERCY JACKSON from rick riordan's PERCY JACKSON AND THE OLYMPIANS . book and d+ series based . claimed by kaja . 30 . she / her . est. minors and personals dni .

#indie rp #pjo rp #percy jackson rp #mythology rp #greek mythology rp #* promotions. / self promo. #pjo spoilers for ts / #will tag this with spoilers for now !!

[transbrucewayne]

Have you or a loved one been personally victimised by the 2024 F1 Silly Season Charlos breakup rumors? Are you already experiencing withdrawals from our lovely boys in red? Do you want to just forget the pain and potential heartbreak, do you want some comfort and fluff in these trying times?? Do I have the fic for you. i’ve got my love to keep me warm is a multi-chap charlos fic full of tropes such as “mutual pining,” “idiots in love,” and, of course “there was only one bed”!!! click the link below to claim this one of a kind offer of peace, love, and charlos fluff today!

#yes I’m using this trying time to self promote #f1 #my post #charles leclerc #carlos sainz #my fic #charlos #my fics #charlos Christmas fic #2024 silly season #2024 f1 silly season #<- I forgot my tag #c2 #f1 rpf

[incorrect-riordanverse]

im so mad that this is a side blog account and not a main account. i started this blog when i was still relatively new to tumblr and i think i was… like. fourteen years old or something. i never thought i would continue for this long, and i never knew so many people would like the content i put out here (i have over 9k followers which is literally mind-blowing, like wow….).

because this isnt a main account, i cant respond to replies left on my posts, i cant really reply to anyone unless i reblog !! i cant even follow people with this blog, it just comes up as my main blog (which is not pjo-related… rip my failed attempts at organising my fandoms to different blogs). so my avenues of interaction with a lot of you are seriously impeded.

so i just want to say i am so thankful for all of you, i read every single person’s tags who reblog my stuff, i read all of your replies and every time im crying screaming rolling around on the ground in agony over the fact i CANT REPLY!!

i know my posts are super inconsistent these days, im glad so many are still here! i think i may change some of my content eventually (never gonna get rid of the incorrect quote stuff, i’ll just be adding some other things like pjo headcanons or analyses or something), just to spice some stuff up on here.

#also! im currently writing a fantasy book rn and have been so stressed over the fact that authors are expected to have a following before— #—reaching out to agencies with a manuscript. and i seriously stress about creating a following. #so my backup plan is literally you guys. my four year old pjo account on tumblr with its silly little quotes 😭😭 #and like. if that works. could you imagine. that you guys may actually save my future ??? like?? i love you guys for just following me bc ?? #YOU MAY SAVE ME FROM THE CAPITALIST PRESSURES OF SENSATIONALISING ONES OWN ART FOR INVESTED SUCCESS YAYYYYYY #anyways im not going to promote it now bc its still in the first draft area. not near for me to even go thru revisions yet. i may never- #-promote it on here. i dont want to annoy people with suddenly changing tracks. and i def wont transform this blog into a self promo for me- #-thats never going to happen! i would make another blog for it but for now everything’s just an idea! #i just wanted to say thank you because this has been giving me so much anxiety especially since graduating high school. the problems of— #—trying to be an author have become more pressing and immediate for me. i hope it will happen one day but who knows #you guys give me confidence though. and i literally cannot thank u guys enough (I HATEEEEE THE CAREER ANXIETY) #not riordanverse #not incorrect either #for followers #rewriting #sorry for the whole essay in the tags ☠️

[romansmartini]

letterboxd quoted my review of problemista in their official interview with julio torres. if you even care

#movie tag #problemista #this looks like self promotion but it's really just me trying to get you to watch problemista #hold on. ill show you

[shieran]

so uh, i pretty much never use this platform to post actual personal content (reblog machine baybee) but...

i wrote a book?

and it's, like, real, and on the internet and everything?

this is shamelessly written to be the kind of story i like to read, so if you like dorky queer romance/urban fantasy where the romance is easy and drama-free, and the story is fast-paced and full of supporting characters, maybe check it out. or don't, i'm not your dad.

#writeblr #creative writing #shameless self promo #queer fiction #this will probably be the one and only time or place i ever promote this in public ngl #i don't know how to use actual tags

[snakebites-and-ink]

Can I just. summon whump writers to shamelessly self promote? I wanna hear about what y'all are making.

#whump #writing #whump community #whumpblr #whump writing #whump writer #my posts #my non writing posts #I might not necessarily read your wips at this time but I wanna hear about them anyways #pls? 🥺👉👈 #Bonus points if you gush about your favorite things about your work(s) #Also bonus points if you tag people who you think would like to shamelessly self-promote their whumpy stuff

[xxswagcorexx]

hello does anyone have lifesteal fic recs . Please

#lifesteal smp #mcyt #for context i dont read anything outside of ash and red fics #and i just browse the tag by latest to see anything interesting #pls give me your underrated fics #or self promote! that works too :3

[waveridden]

“Welcome to the Imperial Senate,” False says, with a smile that doesn’t reach her eyes. “Saying what you mean can get you killed.”

Two senators, a bodyguard, four days, and a plan to cause some trouble. False/Ren/Xisuma, Star Wars AU, 12.7k.

#hermitshipping #falsuma #rensuma #renfalse #falseren #renfalsuma #waveridden.fic #really unimaginably wild to me to discover that this ship is not a thing. completely honored to christen it by being on my bullshit #sorry for putting this in the pair tags it's just that there literally is not an ot3 tag and i need to do a *little* bit of marketing for #this fic ykwim. yes it's self indulgent drivel but it's 13k of self indulgent drivel (SO HONORIFIC) and i owe it to myself to promote it #will i do more star wars au. we'll see. idk #mcyt fic #swau