youĀ haveĀ thisĀ REALLYĀ AMAZINGĀ abilityĀ toĀ useĀ yourĀ creativityĀ toĀ helpĀ someoneĀ elseĀ lookĀ atĀ theirĀ ownĀ characterĀ fromĀ aĀ differentĀ angleĀ ,Ā andĀ iĀ thinkĀ thatĀ isĀ REALLYĀ specialĀ . i look forward to all of our plots in the future it's been SO fun and emotionally compelling so far :)
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š ā Bullseye doesn't like animals, and they hate him ( rightfully so ), but between cats and dogs he would pick the latter. Cats look too much like aloof assholes to him. Which is funny considering he's the biggest dick bag in town.
š ā Bullseye had never purposefully picked up any pornographic until he was in his twenties. Dex still has not viewed anything pornographic on purpose.
š ā Dex does not like the smell of any colognes or artificial scents that are considered masculine, but he uses(d) cologne when trying to live as a normal Joe Schmoe. Perfumes and feminine scents are a mixed bag, but his obsessions with certain women either makes him like those scent profiles or not be opposed to them. Bullseye could not care less.
this is so skdm you little goblin. here goes a speedrun !!
ā¤ļøāš„ who i am intimidated by but would love to write with
i don't get intimidated ! so i'm just gonna spotlight @brazenmyths who has such beauuutiful writing that i'm super enamored by !! <3 they also broke the ice with just the sweetest message ever that i still think about that uplifts me whenever my head gets a little foggy and sad hehe (kindness rly goes a long way !!).
š who has the nicest graphics
absolute crime if this one didn't fully go to @azarathian & @luckstole & @vivrez. i'll sit on their blogs forever and no one can stop me ... ESPECIALLY not them.
š whose creativity i envy
not envy bc differences are fun and make tumblr rp lovely ! so i say ppl i admire instead: @shekofeh for incredible world-building that just takes my breath away. inaya is just a wonder in all regards and i care them sm.
š whose headcanon posts i love
@crimenight @crimenight @crimenight rose's bruce is so uniquely their own and i totally pick up on their vision and i'm so so charmed by it. if i could like each and every one of their posts a thousand times i would.
š whose writing speaks the most to me
@evincere for one !! hawk's fountain of ideas is just endless and inspiring and endlessly inspiring. so much enthusiasm and uniqueness and passion !!
š« who really keeps the community together
not only is @archaeval a talented writer in their own right, but they spread so much positivity and joy by keeping the spirit of old tumblr alive !! random asks for silly times, reads other ppl's threads the way i do, etc. etc. just a positive ray of light and i appreciate them lots.
ā„ļø what i like the most about my own writing
i'm really so bad at saying nice things abt myself so i'm just gonna quote @sluaghter who is truly my favorite and his kindness also helps me see stuff in my writing i normally wouldn't see otherwise (i saved these to keep me happy when i'm sad skmd) (also we wrote tg way back when like 8 yrs ago so he knows my style and can rly attest to it bc it's always been this way):
"its unique to me and you come up with comparisons i never read, or would have thought of, and string it in such rhythmic and fun ways?? you're really talented and paint a great picture and you have a plucky, whimsical horror or not-horror style"
"i find the words just fly out when i write with u and adella⦠its so fun. so macabre and whimsically nightmarish somehow. foreboding and ominous and abnormal. and it fuels my inspo!"
"i always found it so distinct and i always loved it. it feels very dark fairytale and whimsical in a very dark, macabre and opposite way. and great flow. idk how to describe it, but its very fun and feels very effortless. idk like. it just fits adella so much. like if writing could embody the character she is, then thats what its like."
š¤ a writer i enjoy seeing on my dash even if we don't write
i don't rmr their url exaaactly it was some wordplay on volchitsa but as you can suspect they were a marya morevna blog ( shoutout to @evincere once again introducing me to media that changed my life lmfao, witcher, deathless, vampire chronicles ... ) altho i rmr we talked more ooc than actually getting the chance to rp i still am very fond of their memory !!
š§” a writer whose friendship i value a lot.
@queenrumi & @jimseung are just my very bestest friends in the whole world, let alone tumblr rp. and that's all you really gotta know. they're as important to my life as eating, sleeping, breathing like i'm sooo serious. they're my heart and soul.
š : a blog that always makes you smile
šø : your favorite original character
š : a blog that deserves more recognition
š : a mutual you want to cheer on today
šØ : someone whose creativity you admire
positivity meme.
š : @maeikar is an easy choice for this one. always so down to write anything i possibly throw at them, or ship whatever i can conceive of. a great mutual who is a shining light in the asoiaf community !!
šø, š : @strengthinus hits both of these points so hard. not only my real life partner, but if you're hunting for some incredible ocs with lots of different verses and storylines, their multi is the place to be !! give them more love.
š : @brokenmagxc because arthur's birthday was recently !! abi loves their son as much as i love mine. also, abi's just always down to listen to things that they know nothing about just so i have someone to rant about my hyperfixations to while oz is at work. <3
šØ : @melniibone for yes and - ing all of my impulses, including making dornish a real, actualized language complete with grammar and vocabulary based on my wild idea of " hey, what if we actually fleshed this out more ? " jumped in headfirst, and i cannot thank flint enough.
@brokenmagxc asked: i do not deny that my heart has greatly desired this. / FELLOWSHIP OF THE RING: still accepting.
The freedom? That's a lovely way of thinking about it, Henry thinks.
He listens. For a moment, there sighs nothing but their musings and the rustling of the trees.
Yet, the rest would have believed him preposterous, he imagines -- or by the Saints, at long last, at the last of his wits! After all, it's scarcely the image of retirement, all these spring-burgeoning hornbeams rustling with the vines. It's rather too drab for His Majesty and too distant from the home for the poorly lived serf, but, well, perhaps that's the light amidst all of this madness. It is this: Arthur's no king, and Henry's no peasant.
Smiling, they are, to a poet's mind, perhaps but strange ghosts both.
"That right? Down to the last detail, Sir?" Why not! Henry chuckles at him. Knee to his chest, he looks -- younger, even softer, than he has in Junes. He's the taste of peaches in his mouth for all of their foraging as wandering villains, and never has its sugars ever tickled him sweeter! Arthur... His company, he admits now, is all a Godsend. "...even had me in it when you were off daydreaming?"
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@brokenmagxc asked: are you going to kill me, father?
PROMPTS FROM THE SERPENT AND THE WINGS OF NIGHT (accepting)
Nicholas regards him. Dark espresso hair. Vaguely, he conjures up memories of old cobbled streets and someone who looked not entirely unlike the man before him now, only with wilder hair, tumbleweed burnt, and an almost Persian resistance to shaving. This one has dark eyes, though. Charred Arizona skyline.
It smells of incense, the remnants of a womanās ylang-ylang perfume. When Nicholas inhales, his nostrils whistle, and a dying sun seeps in through the window.
āThat would depend entirely on you, Arthur.ā He peels his glasses off his face. He smiles. āWould it be a mercy,ā he says, āor punishment?ā
Sitting in a diner on a rainy day. Inconspicuous and at the same time old hat for a meeting place. Gloved fingers tapped idly on the table, shoulders slouching and back pressing against the cushions of the booth. A restlessness had settled into Chris but after the waitress came by with his coffee, he stilled some. Let his shoulders go lax. His eyes would settle on the heavy folder beside himāfilled with the files and documents that he and his squad had accumulated. Years of intel. Stacks of meticulous research.
This guy he was supposed to meetāBranham, private investigator and former agentāwas good at what he did, according to Chris' source. And he'd take whatever help he could get. It was risky to bring in someone from the outside. But he wanted to put this thing in the ground and dismantle the BSAA by all means, to weed out the corruption within. The American branch could not be trusted. Chris continued to wait patiently.