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[tangleweave]

i tried calling you a hundred times, but you never answered - Peter from Tabby

[ The Hearts We Hold / Accepting ]

"...yeah. Uh." Peter's hand shifted up to behind his neck and rubbed the base of his spine, his lips curving into a smile that bore more embarrassment than mirth. "I, uh... I kind of... lost my phone."

Not entirely the truth, not completely a lie -- but it was the best he could do under the present circumstances. Was he really supposed to explain to Tabs what he did during the moonlight hours? That he'd been chasing a purse-snatcher and had experienced the mortifying reality of having his discarded backpack disappear from the place he'd put it?

On the other hand, that last might be a little more palatable than just presenting her with the not-quite-facts. "It was in my backpack. Whole thing got swiped. But whoever got it, they got my pre-calc book and my gym socks too, so I guess the joke is on them?"

He tried to give her an expression that was maybe not quite so defeated, but allowed his shoulders to sag as he sighed only a moment after. His gaze swept across the baseball diamond, their respective teams already into the second inning by the time he'd found Tabs sitting in a corner all her own on the bleachers.

"Anyway. My aunt said I have to scare up the money for a new one on my own. Probably just try to get a flip phone, maybe. One of those burners like you see in the Bourne movies." His mouth twisted to one side in a not-quite-grimace. "And meantime, I've gotta interact with people like I'm normal. Who even does that anymore?"

He slid a little closer to her and leaned a shoulder into hers. "So how're things?"

#And So It Begins | answered prompts #tabbyrp #tabby mitchell #muse: peter parker #{ sorry it's taken so long to get one going! }

[ronmanmob]

[ 𝐖𝐄𝐓 ] My muse helps yours out of sopping wet clothes.

Non-Sexual Affection Meme

Ron's mile wide protective streak for those that needed help or defence wasn't new. Round London's LGBT scene it'd got him the nickname Queen Mum, and while that hadn't sat comfy with him at all - Queen, to Ron, being a pejorative term to describe him as a gay man - the protectiveness that'd scored him the moniker did. It was just in his nature, looking after those that needed it and so, upon seeing Tabs on his back door's stoop soaked to the skin and shivering, there was only one thing for it. In a flurry of chop-and-change curses - shock kicking his English half out of whack for a couple seconds - the young woman was ushered inside, her sopping coat plucked at round its edges in hopes of encouraging her to take it off.

"--grief, woman--"

There came a less choppy offering, Ron's words and his mind starting to sync again. More gentle garment plucking followed, "--off, please--", and a large towel, tugged down off a shelf not a few steps away, was offered coaxingly.

"Y'wanna go upstairs, I got spare cloves."

Better still the words started coming. Ron pressed on with his offer. "They're mine, bu' y'can borrah 'em while yours dry in th'tumblah. Won't take long..." A half smile passed on through Ron's expression, lighting his eyes before easing away the way relaxed ones always did. There was a chuckle's ghost in what he next said. "--Dogs might giv yah a good sniff, mind. Tryin' t'figure aht why dad's suddenly li'le."

#tabbyrp #NYC!verse #<- with Tabs #//fankoo for sending this over lovely :3 #//tiny Ron-ism note: “Tumblah” = 'tumbler' = 'tumble dryer'

[morgansmornings]

[insert all the colours that say how awesome you are 🌈🌈🌈🌈🌈]

This Meme: Accepting @tabbyrp

You know I love you. You know I would absolutely do anything and everything with you. I miss you and you are such a wonderful, flowy light that I will continue to thank until we are old and grey.

#Please Leave a Message | Answered Ask #Answers from the Mun #tabbyrp #Danke Tabby!

[brooklynislandgirl]

♚ x infinity - fashionably late here but my adoration for your writing never ceases. I said to someone offline recently that I have been spoiled for the average novel because the quality of writing on my dashboard is generally far superior. And it's true. Rarely is there a post you make that doesn't have some clever turn of phrase or imagery that sends me swooning into the nearest chaise lounge. You know how to craft sentences which flood your characters with life and purpose. There is rhythm. Pace. Sweet torture and the occasional blast of cathartic joy. Every drabble or multi para novel is clever, insightful, and a joy to read.

tldr: u rite gud.

Tabs, no. I say the same thing about you, truthfully. It is not often, as I've mentioned, that I am genuinely envious of someone else's ability to prose, but daaaaaaaaaaaamn. I don't have the words to describe how engaging your writing is. How I admire the way you write out thoughtful and nail-biting, cliff-hanging stories. You've had me howling with laughter, you've had me at the edge of my seat with suspense, you've made my skin crawl, you've gotten my heart to break even when I am the other character in the actual scene at hand. You're brilliant. You're beautiful. I love you, and this doesn't do you proper justice, I'm sorry. Please take my love, and my coffee. Also take the crown too, cause I know when I have met not just my match, but my superior. <3 tldr: ur better.

#The Song of My People|Positivity #My Life For You Trashcan Man style for Tabs @ #tabbyrp #and #other heretofor mystery blogs.

[whosxafraid]

We should have a name. Wha'? A name like for our little trio. Like in the comic books. Feck's o'comic book? Shush it gramps I'm thin--I got it! We can be Beauty and the Butchers! D'at be soundin' loi'ke o'ban', luv. Aye, an' o'horrid one o'tat.

#tabbyrp #[ i hope u love it ive been sitting on it for ages lol ] #[ crow edits ] #[ for tabbyrp mun ONLY ] #[ pls do not reblog unless u are tabbyrp mun. likes are appreciated tho ^_^ ] #Visage || Face #For Who Could Ever Love || Tabby and Luka and Lorcan #The Gemini Project || A Cyberpunk AU #Wolves Do Not Lose Sleep Over The Opinions Of Sheep || Que

[therealgamble]

atoll: if your muse could go anywhere, without any restrictions whatsoever, where would they go? why would they go there?

This question is so hard because Brian could never just pick one place. He loves to travel and he loves all kinds of weather.

But if there really were no restrictions, which he assumes means he has tons of money that will never run out, he'd find a small island out in the South Pacific somewhere. Someplace small enough that it's nearly deserted, but big enough that he can get some of the basic necessities taken care of. He'd build a nice bungalow and enjoy the simple life.

And he'd stay there until he got bored, and then he'd move on to someplace cold for a while.

#meme reply #tabbyrp #thanks babe!

[tarnishedhalo]

The house he rents in the Keys may not be the most exotic destination but between work and school, Tabby deserves something nice and quiet. The pool competes with the beach, the snowbirds have only started to trickle in, and all in all, it's everything he'd hoped for. Roses greet her when they walk in. Something he doesn't normally get to buy, given his sister's...quirks. But like Tabby, they have a classic beauty about them. He has plans for a few of them later. He tries to make her laugh over the sneakers by saying they didn't have anything suited for beachwear, so he thought she'd like a galaxy instead. And even tried matching colours with her cake. He makes dinner and sometimes loses himself in her eyes. In her smile. After pouring her wine, he slips the necklace around her slender throat, brushing the line of her jaw with his lips. "Pirate treasure, you know." Later, over a fire-pit and coffee, and leaning back so she can rest her back to his chest, Andy turns seriously. Hands her a velvet box too big for a ring, too small for most anything else he might have in mind. Then he wraps her hands around it. His own cover hers. "Before you open this...I want you to know there's no strings attached. You don't have to say anything now, you can take all the time in the world to think about it and decide if it's something you really want. Beth and I did talk about it though, and she's totally behind it if you say yes." Maybe not the most romantic way he could put it. Maybe not the right time, either. But in all fairness, it's been a really long time since he's asked anyone to move in with him.

"Either way, happy birthday, Tabs." ~*~ @tabbyrp

#tabbyrp #Roadhouse Blues|Tabby Mitchell #She Sells Sanctuary|Tabby and Riley #Latchkey Saints|au #Brooklyn Stories|New York #Happy Birthday Tabby! <3 <3 <3

[goodlawman]

Ask the muse anything: "So, what would be worse. An allergy to ice cream or an allergy to coffee?"

"As an American citizen, the eighth amendment says I don't have to answer this as considering an allergy to either would be cruel and unusual punishment. All I did was call you 'Tabitha'. Again." Raylan reached over to pick the whiskey bottle up off the cheap metal and glass patio table they found at some thrift store down the street. He filled the glass, buying time to consider.

He held up a finger. "Ultimately the allergy to the - " Whatever he'd been about to say disappeared under the crash of something hitting the wall next door followed by raised voices. Raylan initially worried about what went down next door when they first moved into the apartment but found out quickly from other residents that the couple next door had a predilection for fighting and making up.

Raylan didn't have to wait long this time around. "As I was saying, as much as it pains me to choose, the allergy to the coffee would be much, much worse seeing how many times it has been my savior in liquid form while on the hunt," he replied. "I could also argue that in choosing coffee to not be allergic to, I've tried ice cream once, found I was allergic, and didn't have the opportunity to develop a taste for it and wouldn't be able to miss it as m-"

Something hit the wall shared between the neighbors and their living room, followed by a moan all too loud through the open sliding door on the next patio over. "At least they're starting early tonight so we'll be able to sleep tonight."

#v;; once upon a bar #tabbyrp

[slimscooter]

"Sinday? Is that what the Gen-Z kids are calling it these days. But yeah, like I can ever resist the chance to ask questions about anyone's love life. So, how's your one currently looking?"

I guess, yeah, judging by some notes they occasionally drop in the classroom. It's kind of cute.

Love life. Right. 10 years or so I guess we'd say "Facebook status: It's complicated"? The usual on/off with the girlfriend is heavily leaning towards off right now. So not a lot happening in bed, sadly. You know what's the frustrating part about it? There you got two people in a committed relationship grown-up enough to admit, in some regards we're not enough for each other, so sexually we've been poly for like what, two years now? And somehow I've got less action in my bedroom than more of it ever since. Guess I've just lost my touch or something.

#tabbyrp #sinday asks #gif #filled surveys

[tabbyrp]

[H’okay. After many months of ~life~, I should be getting back to proper writing RP this week (as opposed to filling the void with jokes and photosets).

A list of my thread tracker is here https://www.rpthreadtracker.com/public/tabbyrp/novcatchup - there’s only one for Raylan and Tabs going underground missing, that I know of. If I’m missing anything else that you’re keen for, hit me up. If there’s a thread that you’re ‘meh, I’m not feeling that one anymore’ or ‘meh, I’m not feeling that part of the story, can we skip ahead in the plot’ or some variant, hit me up.

Similarly, if you’d like to plot a new thread, or for a starter made entirely of whim, hit me up. Tumblr is still my preferred format, but I do also Discord + Gdocs if they suit my partner or the story better.

Most important, thank you all for your patience and so much 💚💚💚💚 from me}

#ooc postings

[isabellariverarp]

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favorite color: Green

currently reading: The Mythology of Medusa: A Complete Reference by Daniel B. Lewis

last song: Rivet by Bishop Briggs

last series: Stranger Things

last movie: San Andreas Fault

sweet/spicy/savory: all together, start with spicy, transit to savory and end with sweet

currently working on: Meal Planning

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[tangleweave]

9. Talk about one of your favorite world building you posted this year.

[ My December / Accepting ]

When it comes to this particular year, I don't know if I've introduced any new worlds or lore which didn't previously exist. But I do have something to offer here... less world-building, but writerly construction is the primary element.

This blog is obviously dedicated to established Marvel characters; I have no OC's among them. But a trend I've noticed in my corner of the RPC is adapting muses into other fandoms. I'm all for this idea, since it allows me to flex my creative muscles and recreate these characters in a world that might not necessarily accommodate them as-is, but would with just the right tweaks here and there.

For some time now, I've been poking around on creating canons for each of my seven muses within the Star Wars universe. I've just been terribly shy about posting about them because there's always that fear of people not wanting to play with them. What's the best vector? Just jump into the Star Wars corner and say "Hey can I bring this Marvel character I really wanna port over?" Other people might be able to do that; I don't have that gregarious and daring a personality.

The vector for me appears to be... offering these rehashed muses to people who've already got OC's that exist in multiple universes. @brooklynislandgirl has been a true saint in this regard, acting as my sounding board, my foil, and my partner as I figure out how these muses fit into this world... and what worlds they fit best on.

So if you see names like Fane Ciudat, Pe-Tyr Kamen, or Phyl Kol-Senn on your dash, and wonder what the hell... it all happened a long, long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away.

#The Fourth Wall | out of character #Getting to Know Me | about the mun #From Inbox to Outbox | answered asks #tabbyrp

[ronmanmob]

“One thing I want to know about you?” A palm lifted to shield her eyes from the sun, the pair of them stealing what warmth there was in a sudden burst of spring. “Ummmm. Do you ever think about moving back to London, like, seriously?”

Things About Ron

"Me?" Ron glanced down at Tabby and, noting how the sun had struck her, eased himself between her and the most offensive rays with a subtle side-step. Once upon a time that question would've really paused him, would've been a really hard thing to put an answer to. So much was up in the air then, what with his business just being a seedling, his contacts just starting to come awake and all. It'd been uncertain waters for a bit, but now?

"--Nah."

The word escaped on his next exhalation, the tone it carried almost implying that what he was to say was somehow secretive. "I c'n visit as I please - got th'funds f'flights no bovvah. 'N Lahndan..." Ron's expression pinched just slightly. "--It feels different now. S'more Charlie's patch, more Reg's patch than mine, 'n y'know wha'? F'th lack'a stress I got aht 'ere by comparison, they can keep it."

He'd never breathe a word of how that lack came on specifically -- of how being set aside by gangland, unthinkable when first it'd come, had been a blessing beyond blessings in disguise. He could exist in this space now without a half-thought to arrest or censure; without the reflexive reach he always made for self-defence or the assertion, through force or presence, of the only flavour of dominance gangland understood.

Glancing round, Ron felt himself smile. He turned the expression towards Tabby and warmed it consciously, hoping she'd glean the good feeling he was trying to express. Then, a suggestion --

"--There an ice-cream shop rahnd 'ere?"

Unheard of in London, that - downtime.

#NYC!verse #<- with Tabs #tabbyrp #//fankoo for sending this in darling one >w<

[morgansmornings]

🙌

This Meme: Accepting @tabbyrp

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Fun fact that separates Jayden and I: I am a self-taught Belly dancer. Or at least I can belly dance with about 57% confidence. And have been doing it on and off since I was 18. Many, many moons ago. Jayden does more standard swaying and 'As seen on T.V.' dancing.

#Please Leave a Message | Answered Ask #Answer from the Mun #tabbyrp #Danke Tabby!

[brooklynislandgirl]

Advent Day XI ~ Christmas Eve Will Find You @tabbyrp

"I know dis is da time of year ya make a lot of money an' stuff, but I really t'ink you should turn down jobs between now an' New Year. Spend dat time wi' us. An' if you gonna bring up havin' bills t' pay an' all dat borin' kinda stuff… I'ma suggest…you can move into our buildin'…any one of da apartments. Except da one where Carl live, obviously." She laughs at that which causes the masseuse working diligently on her shoulders to pause. "But like for real…if not one of da downstairs, den you could move into our apartment. You know we have empty rooms inside it jus' gadderin' dust. Or we could have Andy call in a team of contractors an' fix up da six floor jus' for you, custom-like. Considah it early Yule present." They are taking a spa day, mostly because the last time Tabby hugged her, she mentioned she could bend steel across Beth's shoulders with all the tightness and tension in them. Andy is also remarkably similar be he'd never allow anyone but Beth or his significant other to get close enough to touch him in anyway that would leave him remotely vulnerable. But that isn't really the point of all the pampering. Beth knows Tabby works harder and is more self-sufficient than anyone she can imagine, including her brother. She knows Tabby doesn't talk about the things that worry her, and that she is too stubborn to admit if and when she needs help. She's never wanted to be seen as someone who would take advantage of any of the Rileys, the only one for who she has spite being the clan patriarch. And that makes Beth all that much more adamant about wanting Tabby to give in. To give herself a break. To be a part of the family that's already embraced her heart and soul; her brother who loves Tabby, Beth who thinks she's one of the greatest friends any of them have ever had, and Jay who loves Tabby like a sister. The three of them have talked it out at length, the pros-a list too long to know where to start- and the cons -the only one they could come up with is how quickly Tabby might come to hate the various amounts of sibling rivalry- and everything in between. Jay even proposed to write up something a lot like a combination roommate agreement and pre-nup, if that would make her more agreeable to the arrangement. "Now, I don' expect you to answer righ' now, or even at suppah tonight. But promise me you'll t'ink about it?" She doesn't realise how much like Andy she sounds like just now except her tone is even, hopeful to a degree but with a softness that says she'll drop the subject. Heated stones are set along Tabby's spine, letting the soothing warmth penetrate skin and muscle. Her own masseuse then picks up a bowl of seaweed and mineral paste and begins to paint it in long strokes from the stones outwards to Tabby's ribs. "So, once we're done here…an' we still have pedicure an' manicure, diamond dust facials, an' den mud ba'd waiting for us, we'll take lunch in midown, den go last minute shoppin'. Regardless of if you take up da offer, we'll have a space for ya in da Tree cuddle puddle aftah Midnight Mass. He makin' buttermilk pancakes in da mornin' an' den sausage an' bacon an' fresh squeeze orange juice before we get to open presents. An' of course, stayin' for supper, too. One of da kine we'll be doin' is makin' plans for New Year's Eve. Normally we do our rounds of wha'ever charity ball goin' round but dis year, I t'ink we'll be sendin' in cheques in our r-s-v-ps an' spend quiet night in. I don' remember last time we did dat. Should be novel. Watch Ball drop on da television, maybe play some board games or do a puzzle." The masseuse finds a tender spot on Beth's neck and for a moment her eyes flutter and half close as she moans in a sensual fashion that less than a handful of people can ever claim to have heard.

"Or we could jus' stay heah, f'evah."

#tabbyrp #One Says She's A Friend of Mine|Tabby Mitchell #There Are Seven Stars|Tabby and Beth #Latchkey Saints|verse #Brooklyn Stories|New York

[whosxafraid]

to the following in no particular order because i just started at the top of the notes and worked my way down....

@kit-just-kit | @mymydrukkari | @multi-mused (sry wouldnt let me @ u) | @southern-belle-outcasts | @nytehavyn-circle ( sry wouldnt let me @ u ) | @corinnebaileyrp | @goodlawman | @kylo-wrecked | @tabbyrp | @therealgamble | @kalaimcgarrett ( sry wouldnt let me @ u ) | @morgansmornings

thank you all so much for sending well wishes and good juju. as le Turtle mentioned previously on her update....i and my family unit arrived at the inlaws at about 230-300 am tuesday. we are safe and just waiting things out for the time being. Hoping we will have a home to go back to once Ian gets his slow moving 450 mile wide ass out the way and power has been restored. Because that this point power is a given thing we will lose and for a substantial amount of time given last time (with Irma) it took week. tho admittedly our governor did decide to get properly prepped this time around and Line trucks have already been called in to safe areas to be dispatched to where they are needed as soon as the storm is cleared. 

(and if anyone that is reading this is or has family or friends in that line of work that volunteered or were assigned to this emergency call for help--thank you so much. you guys make all the difference in disasters like this we appreciate you/them SO much.)

but yes a bird and family are in a completely different state so we’re very much okay and out of Ian’s way. :) just please continue to keep our house and home in your thoughts. It and everyone still down there that chose to or couldn’t leave is going to need it.

@brooklynislandgirl - special thanks for keeping everyone up to date while i didn’t have the capacity and sending all your own good juju. -hugs-

-Crow

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