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@yoursdndispatcher
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Novella style Rp blog.
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i'm okay with:
starting over - are you a little overwhelmed with where our thread is going? let me know, and i'd be happy to start a new one with you!
pausing - if you're feeling one thread more than another we have going on, that's perfectly fine! you're welcome to let me know if you'd like, but it's not a necessity.
multiples - if we have a ship that you love and you have many ideas for them, always feel welcome to throw them at me no matter what! while it may affect my reply speed due to having more, it doesn't affect my interest at all!
regrouping - maybe we initially had an idea that didn't pan out but you don't know how to say it? just shoot me a message and let me know you'd like to plot further/something else.
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Reminder that on top of being on a semi hiatus, I’m away and all posts have been queued until july 4th.
on mobile and still up for dms and plotting
will be back to writing tomorrow. I'd like to start sooner, but need a day to get everything back in order irl and rest up a bit. Miss you all. Still around on mobile.
@dominusluxuriae asked: "Handsome face like yours is too hard to ignore~"
Robert turns slightly askance at the strange voice. It's not often that people are so bold and upfront with him.... especially not when it comes to flirtatious advances. Robert has never been one to catch another's eye. He might surprise them in conversation and force them to look at him anew, but he's always been under the radar, and honestly he prefers it that way; his nondescript looks have served him well. He can't say the same for the man speaking to him. He's pretty much the poster child for flashy and conventionally good looking- with a dash of something else on the side for good measure... ❝Sorry man... I don't know what angle you're playing but I'll save you some time by saying I don't have anything that'd benefit you.❞ Not the time, energy, and certainly not money.
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@jeanlebeau asked: "Homme-méca, oui?"
It takes Robert a second to parse both the french and the thick accent, but once he does, he manages to not tense all over at the question. He's just a guy.... An unassuming guy in a brown leather bomber jacket that's seen better days. There's no earthly reason why this man - this stranger ought to be asking him this question, and yet there he is... A striking figure in a wild mane of hair. Well, fuck all if Robert doesn't have a type...
❝Sorry, man... I don't know any Homme-méca,❞ he answers in a dry tone, like he's ushering off a tourist, or a loiterer. ❝Maybe try Google, or only-fans.❞
𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫: generate 10 hc for your muses, if they apply type Y for yes, if not type N for no. do not skip any!
1 .Robert Robertson III set a public school on fire and got away with it.. N 2. Robert Robertson III stole a lollipop at the checkout when they were 5 and they still feel guilty about it. ... N 3.Robert Robertson III speaks only in meme references. N 4. Robert Robertson III instinctively cleans messes in their own house as well as other peoples. Y 5.Robert Robertson III cannot drive. N 6. Robert Robertson III is oblivious to any and all romantic interest someone may show them. N 7. Robert Robertson III has fallen asleep at their desk while working in the middle of the night. Y 8. Robert Robertson III tackles and wrestles people to show affection. N 9. Robert Robertson III forgets to eat sometimes. Y 10. Robert Robertson III is a theatre kid. N tagged by - @worldsokayestdad ty!! this was fun lol tagging - @baeflame , @bellytochin , @celerem , @jeanlebeau , @ncverdie , @argentarrogance , @ma1nmenu , @countdrakula , @hitsharder , @dispatcherrr3 , @collectionofvoices , @speedconduit , @inkdevourer , @xunreinx , @fevvor , @dxskofthearchivxst , @plasmablasts , @raisehellicn , @billyandhismultiples , @dxrkeyes , @sonicanary , @dreadofred , @filmichor , @winterbirthed , @dramatisperscnae , @circuitboardskin , @winghe4d And anyone else who sees this!
@collectionofvoices
( a collection of too close for 'just friends' prompts. adjust phrasing as necessary.) feel free to make edits to better suit your muse.
They’ve always hugged, but lately those hugs linger just a beat too long.
Sharing a bed during a trip—neither of them sleeps much because they’re too aware of the other’s presence.
Accidentally slipping into couple habits (buying each other food, remembering their exact coffee order, fixing their collar, etc.).
Friends teasing them for acting like a couple… and both of them freezing because it hits a little too close.
One notices the other’s dating profile and feels irrationally territorial.
The line between “friendly banter” and “flirting” has gotten blurry.
A partner/bystander points it out bluntly: “You know they’re in love with you, right?”
A fight about boundaries—because one of them wants more, but is terrified of losing the friendship.
A drunken kiss that neither of them can stop thinking about.
Everyone else assumes they’re together already… and they can’t quite correct them.
“Do you have any idea what it does to me when you look at me like that?”
“You’re supposed to be my safe place, not the reason my chest feels like it’s going to explode.”
“We can’t—God, we can’t cross that line.”
“Say it. Say you don’t feel it too, and I’ll drop it.”
“You don’t get to touch me like that and still call it friendship.”
“Stop smiling at me like I’m yours.”
“If this is just friendship, then why can’t I breathe when you’re this close?”
“You’re going to ruin me, and you don’t even know it.”
“One more second like this, and I’m not going to be able to stop myself.”
“Tell me you don’t want me, and I’ll believe you.”
“Don’t kiss me like that and pretend it means nothing.”
“We’re not supposed to do this. We’re not supposed to feel this.”
“I’d rather lose my mind than lose you, and right now I think I’m losing both.”
“Do you want me to beg? Is that what this is?”
“If we cross this line, nothing will ever be the same. And God help me, I still want to.”
“If you keep touching me like that, I won’t be able to stop.”
“Friends don’t ache when the other leaves the room. So what does that make us?”
“Tell me to go, and I will. Please—say something before I do something we can’t take back.”
“Don’t call me your best friend when you’re looking at me like I’m more.”
“If this is nothing, then why does it feel like everything?”
“You don’t get it, do you? Every time you smile at me, it feels like a promise.”
“You’re in my head all the time, and it’s killing me. Friends aren’t supposed to feel like this.”
“If we cross this line, you’re not just my friend anymore. You’re my downfall.”
“You’re standing too close.”
“Do you even know what you’re doing to me right now?”
“Stop making me want something I can’t have.”
“I can’t lose you to this, but God, I can’t stop wanting you either.”
“You’re looking at me weird.”
“That wasn’t a… friendly thing to say.”
“Do you always stand this close?”
“Why does it feel different when it’s you?”
“You’re supposed to be my best friend, not the one making my heart race.”
“That… didn’t sound like a joke.”
“Stop holding me like that. Friends don’t hold each other like that.”
“Do you even realize how you’re looking at me right now?”
“Don’t call me yours. You don’t mean it.”
“I can’t breathe when you touch me like that.”
“Say we’re still just friends. Lie to me.”
“We’re not supposed to want this.”
“If this is nothing, then why does it feel like everything?”
“One more second and I’m not going to be able to stop myself.”
“Every time you laugh, I forget we’re not allowed to be more.”
“Tell me you don’t feel it. Please. Tell me I’m imagining this.”
“You can’t just kiss me and act like it means nothing.”
“I’m trying so hard not to want you, and you’re making it impossible.”
“If you keep looking at me like that, I swear I’ll ruin everything.”
“Tell me to go, or I’m not going to.”
“You’re mine. God help me, I don’t care what we call it—you’re mine.”
“I’d rather destroy this friendship than pretend I don’t want you anymore.”
“Do you want me to beg? Because I will.”
“We’ve already crossed the line. The second I realized I loved you, we did.”
“Stop staring at me like that. You’re my best friend.”
“You can’t just… say stuff like that. We’re supposed to be friends.”
“Friends don’t make my heart do backflips when they smile.”
“Why does it feel like I’m cheating when you go on dates?”
“Don’t hold my hand if you don’t mean it.”
“We’ve been friends for years, so why does it suddenly feel different?”
“Don’t kiss me like that if you’re going to pretend it didn’t happen.”
“You’re supposed to be the one I tell about my crush, not be the crush.”
“That’s not a friendly kind of jealousy.”
“If we’re just friends, then why do I feel like you’re mine?”
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Today’s ‘is it sinday yet?” thought, inspired by bottom week,:
myRobert would only enjoy bottoming if he were tied down.
he’d still top from that predicament somehow though
Your Tragic Love Story Is:
jack & ennis.
[brokeback mountain]
you’re quiet about your feelings, but they run deeper than you let on. you crave connection, yet the weight of expectation or fear often holds you back. love, to you, is both sanctuary and torment. it's something you want to protect but can’t always claim openly.
people might see you as reserved, even stoic, but beneath that exterior is a tenderness you rarely show, one that aches to be understood without words.
you know how it feels to love in silence, to carry someone inside you long after they’re gone. you embody the bittersweet truth that sometimes love doesn’t need to be spoken loudly to be real. it lingers like smoke on the horizon, persistent, impossible to forget.
tagged by: @dramatisperscnae ty!!
tagging: @bellytochin , @baeflame , @inkdevourer , @argentarrogance , @hitsharder , @billyandhismultiples , @dxskofthearchivxst , @celerem , @eatingtwinks , @frvckles , @krypptonian , @fevvor , @macabrehunter , @filmichor , @sonicanary , @ma1nmenu , @dispatcherrr3 , @owinterer , @jeanlebeau , @lunasfist , @collectionofvoices , @ncverdie , @worldsokayestdad , and anyone else who sees this!
@yoursdndispatcher wanted an Odd starter!
"So-- my therapist said I needed a hobby that's not work related, so we signed me up for a baking class, right?" Odd chattered as he clicked another plastic tupperware container closed. "Which is great! I got an outlet for stress or whatever that's not constantly running. Awesome. Radical and tubular."
"Anyways I got stressed last night and now I got like, a problem that's the opposite of a problem," Odd explained before holding out a container of chocolate chip cookies to Robert. "Which is now I have like, too many dozen cookies."
"So-- mind taking some or all of the stupid amount of cookies I made?"
A pause.
"There's also a cake in the fridge."
"It's strawberry."
❝Okay, easy there,❞Robert laughs as he stands in the threshold of Odd's place. Beef is following off leash and whimpers a bit in impatience, sticking his furry little muzzle between Robert's shins and looking with FORLORN yearning inside. As Robert takes the tupperware of cookies, Beef loses all patience and just wedges his way through until he has full clearance, at which point he runs excitedly around Odd's shins, wheezing happily. Robert laughs and enters, moving to the kitchen, where it indeed smells like Odd's been baking up a storm. He smells the cookies in the air. And the cake... God, he loves sweets. His mouth is watering, and it smells like the good stuff... Not that he turns his nose to any of it. Scratch, from a box, it doesn't matter. It's all delicious. Especially when its all fresh. He sets the tupperware on the counter and pulls Odd into a hug. And doesn't let go. Not even when Odd squirms... .And then when Odd relaxes, he holds on tighter. ❝What got you so stressed last night?❞ he murmurs into his boyfriend's hair. ❝You could've called me. I was up.❞
@ma1nmenu asked:
"You look cute when you're all soaked from the rain and sad, like a lost puppy." From Prism
Cute? Things are trending up-- way up, from the general ❛Fuck you❜ energy he once garnered on-sight.
❝Um... I'm gonna choose to take that as a nice ❛good morning❜,❞ he chuckles.
Actually, its REALLY nice, considering who he's dealing with. No smashed food on his keyboard. No surprise porn malware on his computer? One would think the other shoe's about to drop, or something.
As if on cue, Beef spreads his feet in a squat stance and shakes the rainwater off his body, spraying everyone from the knees down in a light mist. ❝Ah. You meant him, I take it. And for a second there, I felt special.❞
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@krypptonian asked: 💭
Send 💭 for something my muse wants to say to yours, but won't.
❛I honestly don't know why we're together.... No one would blame you for cutting it off now... Now that you're across the country...❜ Robert thinks, as he sends Clark a series of texts... Nothing major. Just bits of what would have equated to small-talk, were the two to have occupied the same room. Everyone was doing well. Flambae, still in the throes of hero worship - would often ask when Superman was coming back, and if he'd sign something, or do a ❛collab❜, whatever that meant. What DOES that mean? Should Robert be worried? As expected, the free good (stratospheric) press has caused a major bump in SDN subcriptions and re-ups that show no signs of abating. Beef misses him. He misses him....
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Once outside the man immediately took his hands off her, which was something rare when you knew how men could be. But that left Dinah perplex, a frown on her brows, "So you're telling me you're just going to disappear like that ? You played savior & superhero but you don't expect any reward ?" Dinah took her time to watch his features, wondering if she ever crossed his path & clearly she didn't recall. She wouldn't let him know she could have gotten herself out of that situation on her own, but the help had been well appreciated nonetheless. It was still less embarrassing than a punch in the other's head.
"Well, I didn't expect anything & yet I'm disappointed. You know anyone would have taken his luck in asking for a drink or two..." Which meant that this man was something else, he was different from the ones she knew. No cockiness, but as much confidence it seemed.
Dinah nudged her in the ribs lightly, "C'mon big guy, it's only 9pm, unless you got something better to do or be, then I'll totally understand." A pause, "Listen, if you're afraid I might jump you like a tree, don't fret handsome, I'm very respectful, I usually ask for consent. So what do you say ?"
Well, that was not what Robert was expecting in the slightest. He had thought the lady would consider the evening a wash, swear off all men and retreat home, or to the welcoming, gabby sphere of a bunch of friends eager to hear every gross little detail of Mr. ❛Nobody Tells Me What to Do.❜ Now that he stops to look, and to consider, she does have the vibe of the sort of person who says ❛The night is still young.❜
He outright chuckles when she nudges him in the ribs. That is a first. Robert has not, nor has he ever been called ❛big guy.❜ But what is her height? She must be 5'5, and that's being generous, though she carries herself in such a way that she appears taller. Either way, he'll take it. ❝Somehow, I don't think I'd complain if you did... But ... what the hell. Would you like to get a drink?❞ He looks to the bar just behind them. It DOES have drinks, and they are right there... Might as well, right? And if the spurned dude is still sulking, he can sulk as they enjoy their own drinks, or fuck off to where ever...
