The Sound Of Rushing Water Fills You With HARMONY.

They get ignored, feel unwanted or easily replaceable.      – Insecurities have a way with getting the best of us. In a community where muns are dropped because real life restricts their time online, or someone else replies more quickly, it’s easy to feel like you don’t matter… Especially if you’re one of the blogs being dropped as though you’re nothing more than a reply generator. 

They feel like you’re only writing with them for their muse / that they’re part of a collection.      – Admit it, we all have our favorite face claims / characters that we want interactions with, but there’s a difference between loving a face claim or character, and collecting them like pokemon. No, kids… You really don’t have to catch them all. In fact, a lot of people get turned off and feel like they mean less to you because you have so many of the same muse writing with you, and definitely if all of your threads / interactions become too similar. 

They feel like you only want their muse for smut purposes.       – Who doesn’t love a good smut thread? Some people write only smut, and that’s fine, but there are some that don’t take their partner’s feelings into consideration. If you want to write smut, or do nothing but shippy things, that’s great. You do you and have fun. But some people don’t like when they’ve been hounded for smut over and over. Please be respectful of this fact.

“I’ll follow you/write with you everywhere!” except for that blog…      – We’ve all heard this from people that offer praise from time to time. I’ll write with every muse you’ve got! (until you slap a self promo on the dash for that female muse, that other-fandom muse or an oc you’ve poured your heart into… Then when you get excited about said muse, they lie to you with “I didn’t know that was you!” as though they’d missed the 30 self reblogs of that promo you made for your new muse. 

Too many ‘tell me you like me’ memes reblogged, but not sent in.      – As much as we all hate feeling like nothing more than a meme archive, these are the worst memes to get swiped from your blog, only to receive nothing in your inbox. It wouldn’t kill you to send in the symbol or a little bit of something to make someone feel good. You’re following them for a reason, aren’t you? Tell them that!

They get ignored out of character simply because they aren’t sending constant replies, memes, etc.      – People seem to think that, if you aren’t keeping their muse entertained, you aren’t worth talking to as a person. You see them on the dash talking about having no one, about needing attention, and you think ‘then… what am I to them?’ Just because your partner isn’t clinging to your muse and making you their top priority doesn’t mean you can’t talk to them out of character, that you can’t plot with the other muses they have so you’re interacting, no matter which blog either of you are on. There are people behind these blogs. Living, breathing people that - if they liked you on one blog, they should like you on another. Stop treating them like only your favorite muse of theirs matters – not the writer behind it. 

… They lost muse

Cracks in the Armor

-Rin is just going to gently cup the wendigo’s face in her hands, pressing her forehead against his. She knows he doesn’t normally like being touched but she feels like this is what he needs right now-

I know, Algidus... If you think that’s gonna keep me away from you I can promise it won’t. You already know about how I ordered the destruction of a kingdom as a child... I’d say that’s pretty fucking bad but the people I’ve told about it, even my boyfriend, still love and care for me despite that.

-She lets him go and moves away, taking one of his hands in hers-

He doesn't like feeling so vulnerable in such an emotional state, as rare as they are to come from him. Frankly, in his humble opinion the feeling of dying was more pleasant though he was in no hurry to experience that feeling again either.

> "...I don't.. I don't believe I know who I am or what I want anymore Rin.."

> "I hadn't tried to even entertain the idea of being anything more than what my father wanted of me since before I was in school."

> "I've been so confident I knew what I wanted, but now I'm not so sure.."

> "You're the only person I even have to talk to as myself."

> "I feel as though I've about burned all other bridges, even without meeting the people they belong to."

> "Even if I'm not bad, I'm not good by any accounts.. I bet even my mother would be ashamed of the monster I've grown into.."

> "What if it's too late for me to change Rin? Even now, part of me craves to hurt and to kill."

> “Oh I see. That makes more sense. I don’t think there’s much worry of having to deal with them however. I interact with very few people, and even less people choose to interact with me.”

> “You would be one of two. And the other is a child.

Algidus just plops himself down in the snow to sit. Cocking his head to the head slightly. He is honestly really pleased to see her again since it’s been a good while, though he might now be very good at expressing as much.

> “It’s good to hear your.. issue, will be be over with before long. I can not imagine what dealing with something like that must be like.”

> “I do hope I’ll never have to find out. I don’t remotely know what I’d do in such a situation.”

-Rin couldn’t help but giggle at the mention of the only other person wanting to see him is a child. It was amusing to her that he would even give the child any attention.-

Well if you haven’t had one yet I highly doubt you ever will. But if it does happen I can give you advice. I think we should move onto a different topic though.

-She scoops up some snow in her hand, lightly throwing it at him to hopefully brighten up his mood a little.  The vampiress would then divert her gaze from his, a playful smile resting on her lips-

He seems mildly amused by the snow thrown his way, throwing a little back, but asking about what he might have made really perks him up.

> "Well I make things quite frequently. It keeps me busy and gives my hands something to do."

> "I even entertained the idea of opening a shop for my woodwork. For a brief moment."

> “You’ve seemed to be having some difficulties dealing with this heat thing. I didn’t want to bother you with silly questions.”

> “I wasn’t aware he was your brother, he looks nothing like you.”

> “Of course I know that in of itself means little, I would have just at least expected him to look like the same species as you I suppose.”

> “But yes, he does seem odd.”

Well he’s not biologically related to me. It’s like a mutual agreement kind of thing. He sees me as a sister, I see him as a brother. I also have two nieces, his daughters. They’re a bit um… energetic. You should probably stay away from them cuz they’ll wear you down quick.

-Rin takes a seat on a nearby stump, crossing one leg over the other. It’d been quite a while since she’d last seen Algidus. Too bad she had to be in heat when it happened. But she knew things would be fine despite that. She smiles at him and giggles a bit-

> "Oh I see. That makes more sense. I don't think there's much worry of having to deal with them however. I interact with very few people, and even less people choose to interact with me."

> "You would be one of two. And the other is a child.

Algidus just plops himself down in the snow to sit. Cocking his head to the head slightly. He is honestly really pleased to see her again since it's been a good while, though he might now be very good at expressing as much.

> "It's good to hear your.. issue, will be be over with before long. I can not imagine what dealing with something like that must be like."