ꕥ Carrd. [Larger profiles for muses still wips, but a general list is up]
Multimuse & OC friendly, prefers longer-running plots and multiple threads geared towards character development.
Dead Dove: Do Not Eat- Curate your own space and DNI and/or Hardblock as you need.
Est. 02/14/25
Blogroll: @gcldfanged (Fandomless OC), @darkmissionary, @mutasharid, @nightbloomcd
[DISCLAIMER]
I have already blocked and heavily dislike certain muns across RPCs for legitimate OOC reasons (pedojacketing, racism, hatestalking), but I block their URLs using Tumblr Savior and never presume to order others around about who they can interact with. That said, if you're clearly close with certain writers I do not get along with, I obviously won't follow you.
-More Rules beneath the cut-
[MUN]
King Kkeungi /KingK/Kkeungi (he/him & they/them), 30+, Pacific Standard Timezone (UTC -8). Korean-American with dual-citizenship, do not default the mun to 'white’/'white adjacent’ (I’ll cry).
Please do not follow/interact if you are under 21+: I am Olde™ and perpetually exhausted.
I go through cyclical periods of being very chatty and active, then straight up nonexistent for awhile due to personal life and work stress.
[CONTENT]
I do make serious effort to tag anything sensitive/heavy in terms of content and am completely open to adding tags for my mutuals, if needed.
However, always take tags literally- Like as in Dead Dove: Do Not Eat. If the tags say 'organ harvesting’, expect literal organ harvesting.
'trigger mention cw’ or 'trigger mention tw’ generally means in-writing mention of past events containing listed triggering subject, not the triggering subject playing out in graphic detail.
Full-stop, do NOT attempt to shame me for what I choose to write, I don’t owe anyone access to my personal life in order to write about insert subject here.
[TRIGGERS]
Mutual respect is necessary if we’re going to write together.
I personally have very specific triggers, so they don’t even come up in writing at all (they’ve proven to be visual/auditory ONLY).
I always write trigger tags as 'trigger tw or 'trigger cw’ since that is the easiest way Tumblr Savior can accurately recognize them.
[ACTIVITY]
I’ll post my schedule once it becomes more regular, but in general I’ll probably have more time to write during early morning and at night.
I initially send requests to plot over DMs in Tumblr since I personally don’t like giving out my Discord handle to someone completely new and feel like other writers tend to do the same. If we seem to connect easily, I generally give it out anyway.
Discord RP is totally fine. If we’re already threading on Tumblr, moving them to Discord is also fine.
If I follow you, I want to write with you.
Constructive criticism is always welcome when I ask for it (i.e., post OOC asking for it or reblog a concrit meme). I heavily dislike Love Bombing as a practice and I also do my best to offer objective and constructive advice to my close friends who ask for it from me. I want to eventually publish my own fictional works, so improving upon my style and understanding of writing is something that I actively work very hard on.
Hate will always be erased and the IP address hardblocked. If you use a VPN, I’ll just block you again- I don’t play those games.
Tracking the tag: #asagac
I take awhile to respond. Feel free to remind me every now and then or check in, but I don’t really work well within specific and rigid time limits to follow back or even interact once we’re mutuals. I have limited spoons and personal time, so I will actively distance myself from muns who display entitlement over my attention.
[GENERAL]
Power Gaming is super boring to me. I prefer doing a 'Blow by Blow’ where we leave each response open to the mutual as to what their muse acts upon and is affected by. I also don’t mind loosely plotting it out beforehand.
I do not do 'Follow for Follow’. Sometimes my mouse also misclicks on the Dashboard, mobile will make me randomly Follow a blog I’m only checking out, or 'Like’ a post TWICE in succession- This is NOT an attempt to 'get your attention’. I will always reach out to apologize in DMs and explain so there’s not any misunderstandings. Feel free to buy me a new mouse though- *IS SHOT*
My Ask Box, Discord IMs, and Tumblr DMs are always open for clarifications, questions, and requests to edit my posts.
I love plotting. It’s not necessary all the time, but even a few basic details generally help me get a better idea of what to lead with. I will offer ideas and expect the same, I dislike feeling as though the effort is one-sided.
If you’re unfollowing, I’d prefer you either hardblock my URLs, or just be polite OOC if I forget you softblocked- I have a shit memory and Tumblr never works like a functioning website.
[SHIPS & NSFW]
I always tag with #ꕥ NSFW and employ cuts/'read more’s. I would just use a standard tag, but seeing as this site had gone Puritan, I would rather not have my blog flagged.
I’m Multiship in general, unless all mutuals involved in the thread discuss that our muses can recognize established relationships in the RP- even then it’s sure to be exceedingly rare.
[FORMAT]
You never have to match length or speed of replies.
My only thing I expect to match is providing content we both can work off of- If the vibes aren’t there, I’ll reach out about it OOC. If nothing changes, I will more than likely drop the thread.
I can write long replies and forget to use cuts, just message me if it’s making your Dash awful.
I use icons when I even remember to use them, they’re honestly just for fun- Never required.
Small Text is fine, but whenever I seem to reblog and edit to reply on Tumblr- small text format will break in the draft, randomly? So I probably won’t be using it at all.
of Dom/Sub/Switch flavors || all acts are consensual. || REVERSE! highly encouraged.
DIALOGUE - dom.
"That's it, baby. You are almost there. Just a little more."
"Fuck, you are so beautiful like this."
"Shh, ah-ah, not a sound, baby."
"God, you're fucking soaked down there."
"Take it all, it's all yours."
"Holy shit, your mouth is dangerous."
"God, you're so fucking tight."
"I want to be down here forever."
"Swallow, baby, all of it."
"That's my good girl."
"That's my good boy."
"Woah, slow down darling, I am not going anywhere."
"Eyes on me. Don't you look away now."
"Ask me, baby. Ask me for more. You know how to."
"Louder, I can't hear you."
"Show me how much you want it."
DIALOGUE- sub.
"I can't. I can't anymore. Please."
"I am close. So fucking close."
"Don't stop, please."
"Fuck, you are vicious. I want more."
"Give it to me."
"If you stop right now, I am going to fucking kill you!"
"God, you are in so deep."
"Is that all you've got?"
"Punish me."
"You feel so good. I am going to lose my mind."
"Stay down there, I am not done with you."
"Do I taste good? Show me how much you like it."
"Let me sit on your face when I cum."
"Keep going. Keep fucking going."
ACTION - sender focused.
(attach REVERSE! to switch roles)
sender trails kisses on receiver's stomach and leaves a trail of hickeys.
sender drags their tongue over receiver's inner thigh before biting it.
sender grinds on receiver from behind while both are dressed.
sender grinds on receiver from behind while both are undressed.
sender nibbles on receiver's earlobe while fingering the receiver.
sender grunts/moans against receiver's neck while finishing inside the receiver.
sender masturbates to reach an orgasm while the receiver is watching.
sender chokes the receiver while fucking the receiver roughly.
sender grips receiver's head while riding receiver's face.
sender performs oral on receiver under the table.
sender puts a pillow under receiver's hips.
sender puts a blind fold on receiver.
sender spends a long time kissing receiver's body.
sender rides the receiver with hands handcuffed behind receiver's head.
ACTION - receiver focused.
(attach REVERSE! to switch roles)
receiver pulls sender into their lap to kiss their neck.
receiver tugs on sender's hair to get sender down on their knees.
receiver dragging their tongue over receiver's navel to follow a trail down.
receiver grips the pillow while sender is overstimulating them.
receiver getting fingered by sender in a public setting.
receiver performing oral on blindfolded sender.
receiver orgasms while getting edged by sender.
receiver spends a long time kissing sender's body.
receiver spilling a drink on themselves to have sender undress them.
receiver gripping the back of sender's head while fucking them in the shower.
receiver gripping sender's hips to finish inside the sender.
receiver kissing sender while both orgasm simultaneously.
Barely even minutes into his first team mission and Satoru was already bored. He leaned lazily against the rusty fence lining the grounds of the middle school he and his partner would be scouting as he scowled at his phone.
Early. Why today had he decided to be early when he’d been paired with someone so painfully punctual as Suguru Geto? If he’d shown up late, the other boy would be there already and they could get started. Now he was stuck waiting when all he really wanted to do was storm into the building and get the damn case over with already. It wasn’t even a grade two– he probably could have handled this on his own if Yaga wasn’t such a stickler for team work. So irritating. So unnecessary.
Glancing back over his shoulder at the school, Satoru weighed the pros and cons of heading in alone and decided it wasn’t worth the headache of getting yelled at. He’d just have to suck it up, and when the time came to lay into whatever sorry curse was waiting for them inside, he’d prove to Yaga and Geto both exactly what a waste of time and talent it was to put him through these exercises.
The building was depressing as hell- all glass and concrete and sloppily mowed grass. It was an eyesore and he honestly wasn’t the least bit surprised it was haunted. Schools often were, but this place was ripe for it. The district must have had some serious budgeting issues if this is the kind of environment that was supposed to be fostering bright young minds. The thought did nothing to improve his mood.
With mounting irritation, Satoru scrolled through his recent messages, confirming the time and place of their meeting and fired off a message.
< Did the teacher’s pet get lost? >
The vibration of his phone was muffled, but still audible as Suguru jogged up the steep incline of the back entrance to Kosei Chugakko- A shortcut that wasn’t often employed by anyone not in ownership of a working car. Back when he’d attended this particular institution, he managed to pedal his mommy bike up the hill daily, still not an easy feat even for someone as athletically inclined as he was. Geto’s shirt clung to his broad back and shoulders via a thin layer of collective sweat as he strode across a small sports field with largely unkempt and wild grasses and weeds, waving his dominant arm to catch his assigned partner’s attention.
“I got a little sidetracked on my way, but I have a feeling I know where to begin-” he explained without prompting, not bothering to wait for Gojo to follow him so much as he assumed he would comply for the sake of the mission.
“I noticed a lot of students returning home near an older shopping district at the center of several mansions, apartment buildings that were built close to this school to raise the property value. The administration here’s never been especially on top of addressing bullying between students, but recently there has been gossip about a teacher trying to make progress by having the class submit anonymous complaints they feel they haven’t been able to voice in the past. When situations like that occur, it clearly drives the bullies into a corner as they begin to realize the real-world consequences of their actions. Not that you’d understand this, but it often causes them to take more extreme measures in silencing their victims. The entire class is complicit as well, as the weaker and quieter students don’t want to face the same treatment that the main target has to suffer.”
Using the side entrance to the main school building, Suguru turns right at the fork in the hallway to ascend the staircase.
“If there’s sites that would be the hottest for curse activity, it’d have to be the 2nd floor classroom, bathroom, or the roof.”
Pausing for a moment, he abruptly pivots on his heel and reaches an arm out to bar Gojo from moving any further up the halfway point between floors.
“Odds are the victim’s trapped in the building, so making sure the curses can’t find him and restricting the use of our abilities should take precedence over ‘exorcism on sight’. There’s no point in running in carelessly if it means the spirits will become more hostile and hurt a civilian in the process. I know you keep bragging about some new technique you wanna figure out, but if you fire off anything weird, I’m holding you accountable. Do we understand each other?”
❛ how could you do that? i thought we were friends! ❜
❛ the world would be a better place without you in it. ❜
❛ don't even think about trying to beg for forgiveness. ❜
❛ do you have any idea how much harm you've caused? ❜
❛ i don't ever want to see your face again! ❜
❛ i promise you i'm going to make your life a living hell. ❜
❛ the others may be able to ignore the past, but i surely won't. ❜
❛ if you ever hurt them, i swear, i won't hesitate to punch you. ❜
❛ don't even try and act friendly with me. ❜
❛ that's not a threat. it's a promise. ❜
❛ i'm not the same helpless little girl i used to be. now i can finally defend myself against you. ❜
❛ you lay one hand on me and it'll be the last thing you ever do. ❜
❛ it's about time you finally get what's been coming to you for years. ❜
❛ actually, you're not as bad as people say. you are so much worse. ❜
❛ tell me one good reason why i should believe anything you say. ❜
❛ oh look, it's the useless one again. ❜
❛ i'm glad to see you're not letting your education get in the way of your ignorance. ❜
❛ how anyone can stand being in the same room as you is beyond me. ❜
❛ that's a low blow. even for you. ❜
❛ unless you want to end up with my fist in your face, i'd rather shut my mouth. ❜
❛ i wish i could be there when you finally get what's coming to you. ❜
❛ i wish you'd never been born! ❜
❛ fuck you! this is all your fault! ❜
❛ have you lost your mind?! ❜
❛ you betrayed us and still you think you can think you can just waltz back in here like nothing ever happened? ❜
❛ no! i've had enough with you. go to hell! ❜
❛ i want you to go and never come back. and if you do, i promise you'll regret it. ❜
❛ do you have another clever idea to get us killed? ❜
❛ name one good reason why i shouldn't hurt you right now. ❜
❛ next time we see each other i won't be so nice. ❜
❛ is this supposed to scare me? ❜
❛ i can't believe i ever trusted you ... ❜
❛ you should have killed me when you had the chance. ❜
❛ come any closer and you'll regret it. ❜
❛ you may win this time ... but i will get my revenge sooner or later. ❜
❛ are you threatening me? ❜
❛ and you can go to hell for all i care. ❜
❛ lay one hand on them and i'll make sure you won't ever be able to lay a hand on anyone ever again. ❜
❛ i'm not your friend! i never was, i never will be. ❜
❛ i'll make you regret the day you were born. ❜
傘☔︎︎_ _Unceremonious, firm, yet as gentle as one could expect of a man like him, an unyielding grasp held the back of her collar, lifting with enough force to be likened to a lion scruffing and carrying off their cub; If there wasn't apt protest to dissuade it, he'd carry them both out onto the headquarters' balcony adjacent to his quarters, then haul them both onto a portion of the roof, under full view of a caustic, dismal, nasty sky. "So, something on your mind?" //For Riyo!
And she was airborne, bony and coltish limbs hanging limply before swaying to and for- All in time to the ridiculous gait of Enjin's mile-a-step walk as he marched them out of their common social area and onto some lonely, rarely tread alcove that the other Cleaner more routinely haunted.
Riyo felt a bit like she was being put under the spotlight, although this time around asphyxiation via drowning wasn't being aggressively employed to loosen her tongue. It still took awhile to... adjust to such normalcy. Being brought out to some quiet, private enough place and expected to spill her guts- Metaphorically this time!
She knew that she wanted to come clean about the last job, especially since Enjin was the lone soul who had taught her to begin to understand the value of life: that of others, of her own, the second (or perhaps... first, ever?) opportunity to experience a world with color beyond that of slate gray and blood-red.
What was this hesitancy she felt causing a sudden astriction within the ivory cage of her ribs- This heaviness making each heartbeat feel leaden and like the forboading pall of a sonorous church bell?
"Remember the wa- No, the Sileia woman we fought?" she asks, leaning a hand against the rusted metal of fence surrounding the balcony.
"She was crazy strong and I was having fun at first, but I realized that I couldn't beat her. Not if I was relying on close quarters combat, anyway."
Riyo doesn't look away or avert her eyes, if anything- the admittance causes her to turn and face the taller member of Team Akuta. If she couldn't face him after pulling what she had, then what was the point, right? You had to be serious if you wanted to make amends after a fuck up like that.
"I thought maybe making that decision would be harder, after all the years I've spent with the guys, but all I was really worried about was that you'd end up hearing the gunshot."
Riyo almost wished she felt actual guilt, because that would make sense- That would be normal. Instead all she felt was some strange sense of relief washing over her, like cold water. Those words Enjin had saddled her with all those years ago came bubbling back to the surface of her characteristic lack of reflective thought. They seemed so odd to even think about now.
"How long are you going to put off what you're capable of doing, just to continue doing shit you're comfortable with?"
She almost wants him to scream, shove, deck her right in the face- Grab her by the throat and throw her off the side of the stupid little fence keeping her from splattering into meaty chunks all over the ground.
She ain't no masochist, this isn't a fetish born from loose screws or behavioral imprinting, but it would be the most familiar fallout of disobeying a direct order.
Send my muse a name and they'll rank how well they do in a fight against them (Bonus if the muse explains why)
I'd absolutely destroy them | This loser owes me Lunch Money | It'd be close but I'd win after a coma | It was nice knowing you, friends | I'd blink and see the pearly gates | Oh no... you beat me (lost on purpose)
Send me “Bad Touch” for some randomly generated violence.
Or send “Bad Touch reverse” for our muses to switch roles.
1) Slapping your muse across the face
2) Punching your muse in the face
3) Punching your muse in the shoulder/arm
4) Kicking your muse off of their feet
5) Stepping on your muse’s foot
6) Biting your muse
7) Grabbing your muse’s face
8) Wrapping hands around your muse’s neck
9) Pushing your muse into a wall
10) Pushing your muse to the ground
11) Holding a gun to your muse’s head
12) Shooting your muse in the arm/leg
13) Holding a knife to your muse’s throat
14) Using a knife to slash your muse across the arm
15) Hitting your muse in the head with a blunt object
16) Scratching your muse with their nails
17) Throwing something at your muse
18) Stabbing your muse with a sharp weapon
19) Breaking one of your muse’s bones
20) Twisting your muse’s arm
... and I'll combine our muse lists and respond with a handful of suggestions of muse combinations which could potentially work in a polyship (with bonus points for how they might end up together).
There's no pressure for us to write any of the suggested ships but we can use it as a starting point for plotting something interesting!
"Do you trust me to take control in this moment?"
"Tell me if it's too much; I want you to feel good but safe."
"I need to hear you say it—do you want more?"
"You look so beautiful when you're vulnerable like this."
"Feel the pressure, let it heighten your senses."
"Can you handle this? Just let go and trust me."
"I’ll guide you through it; just focus on my voice."
"Remember, you're in control—just say the word and I'll stop."
"Your breathing is so ragged; it’s turning me on."
"I can feel your heartbeat quickening; you’re so responsive."
"Tell me you love it when I tighten my grip."
"You’re mine right now, and I want to see you completely surrender."
"Focus on the sensation, let everything else fade away."
"How does it feel to be so exposed and vulnerable?"
"Every gasp, every struggle, it only makes this more thrilling."
"Your body is reacting perfectly; it’s a beautiful sight."
"Do you like it when I whisper in your ear while you’re gasping?"
"Trust me, I'm here with you every step of the way."
"Just relax and let yourself be overwhelmed by the sensation."
"You can always signal me if you need to stop; I’m here for you."
KPOP DEMON HUNTERS MASTERLIST POST. reblog this post if you have a muse from the kpop demon hunters series and want to be added to the masterlist located here. please follow the following format in your tags when reblogging and i will add you to the list.
blog url / canon or original character / muse name ( s ) / single muse or multi muse. ( ex. poproyalty / canon character / rumi / single muse. )
* if you have a muse from another series that has a kpdh verse, please specify it somewhere.
i will go through the list monthly ( on the 1st ) and clear any inactive blogs out that haven't posted in two months w/o a hiatus notice. if you change your url, you are welcome to send in an ask to let me know what your old url was, your new url, and the applicable series and sections. thank you !!
