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little sugar in the bitter, silver pearl beneath the brine.

[bittermotif]

bittermotif, a semi-selective & low activity independent multi-muse, focused on original characters. poeticized by chai ( twenty1+, she/they, est ). guidelines can be found under the cut.

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guidelines.

do not interact if you are under the age of 20, exhibit discriminatory behaviour (racism, transphobia, zionism or zionist apologism, islamophobia, antisemitism, ableism), use ai on your blog in any shape or form, write taboo topics (on your main blog or a sideblog), exclusively write smut, primarily portray white face-claims or heterosexual muses, do not have any black or indigenous faceclaims, utilise the ‘krp’ tag, fetishize east asian people or the lgbtqia+ community. 

i will not write topics that involve abuse, stalking, animal death, eating disorders, cancer/terminal conditions, relationships with large age gaps where the younger muse is under the age of 25. i will NOT write with any muses that are dying of or will die of an illness, nor will i write with muses that are employed as a member of law enforcement. 

my banned faces include those who are under the age of 21 (or those who only have resources from before turning 21), the deceased, those who have asked not to be used, athletes, zionists, known abusers, those who have committed or have been accused of serious crimes. if i am uncomfortable with someone you choose to use against me, i will let you know. please do the same for me.

specific banned individuals include alycia debnam-carey, bright vachirawit, camila morrone, cooper koch, dominic fike, drew starkey, gabbriette, gavin casalegno, hailee steinfeld, hudson williams, jasmine savoy brown, jessica chastain, joey king, jon bernthal, keke palmer, kim soohyun, kristine froseth, michael b. jordan, milo manheim, moon taeil, nicholas chavez, odessa a'zion, patrick schwarzenegger, park sunghoon (actor), sabrina carpenter, selena gomez, sofia carson, sophie nelisse, son chaeyoung, taylor swift, timothee chalamet, uchinaga aeri (giselle), wang yibo, wong yukhei (lucas). members of allday project, bts, blackpink, fifth harmony, i-dle, kiss of life, newjeans, one direction, stray kids. the casts of euphoria (excluding hunter schafer & zendaya), the last of us, stranger things.

personal boundaries are as such: do not harass me for replies. do not act inappropriately towards me or my writing partners. do not use honorifics in replies to my muses of asian descent, especially if you are not asian yourself. any ableism, homophobia, racism, etc., being framed as a joke will not be tolerated. i ask that you do not use the terms homme, femme, male, female against my muses. woman and man are fine as long as the muse in question identifies as such.

mature content will be present on this blog. everything will be tagged accordingly (specifically using the tag '#usfw.'). i will only write smut with writers over the age of 21 that i have established threads and dynamics with. i’m more than okay with fading to black, skipping past the scene in question, or moving to discord. whatever works best for you is what works best for me.

formatting generally does not matter to me. personally, i hold a preference towards small text with single-spacing as default. however, i believe in matching spacing (up to triple) and text size for the comfort of my writing partners and will work accordingly. if you’d like me to format differently for our threads, please speak to me! 

[bittermotif]

writing tonight. the wildfire smoke/heat wave/work/tornado warning cocktail will defeat me no more i prommy 🚬

[dungeonwriter]

𖥔⋆｡°✩ TONGUE TIED ⸻ a collection of action prompts centered around the terrifying moments where someone becomes important. adjust as necessary. add + reverse as needed.

sender instinctively looks for receiver the moment they enter a room.

sender realizes silence feels comfortable when it's shared with receiver.

sender orders receiver's favorite drink before they come back to the table.

sender gets irrationally disappointed when receiver cancels plans.

sender feels relieved the moment receiver arrives.

sender catches their reflection smiling after receiving a text from receiver.

sender can't stop replaying their last conversation with receiver.

sender notices someone flirting with receiver and immediately hates how much it bothers them.

sender realizes they've started measuring good days by whether they got to see receiver.

sender lights up when receiver says their name.

sender realizes they always end up sitting beside receiver.

sender catches themself defending receiver before anyone even asks.

sender starts looking forward to interactions with receiver more than they should.

sender notices every small change in receiver's mood.

sender gets distracted watching receiver laugh.

sender realizes that they always want to tell receiver everything first.

sender realizes they remember details about receiver that nobody else does.

sender feels a little too happy when receiver chooses them.

sender notices that receiver's approval suddenly matters.

sender catches themself wondering what receiver would think.

sender feels oddly nervous before seeing receiver.

sender starts keeping little things that remind them of receiver.

sender notices the room feels different when receiver isn't there.

sender catches themself staring at receiver a second too long.

sender gets flustered when receiver compliments them.

sender realizes they've memorized receiver's laugh.

sender feels unexpectedly jealous when receiver talks about someone else.

sender catches themself imagining future plans that include receiver.

sender looks for receiver's reaction before anyone else's.

sender realizes they care whether receiver is happy.

sender gets nervous when receiver gets too close.

sender catches themself smiling whenever receiver walks into the room.

sender starts noticing how attractive receiver is at the worst possible times.

sender realizes they don't want receiver to leave yet.

sender remembers the exact way receiver looked at them.

sender feels their heartbeat pick up when receiver reaches for them.

sender notices that seeing receiver has become the best part of their day.

sender catches themself thinking about receiver during completely unrelated conversations.

sender realizes they're in trouble the moment receiver smiles at them.

sender contemplates how easy it is for receiver to affect them.

[bittermotif]

“  you're  not  going.  ”  it's  not  a  suggestion,  not  even  an  order.  if  anything,  it's  a  prophecy.  she'll  bring  it  to  fruition  herself,  if  need  be.  “  please,  like you  want  to  spend  the  night  on  some  loser's  dumpster  dive  couch  pretending  like  you  care  about  star  wars?  you're  staying  here.  we'll  make  a  night  of  it,  drink  wine  that  doesn't  come  in  a  box.  even  play  boyfriend  -  girlfriend,  like  we  used  to.  ”  something  dark  briefly glitters in  irises,  something  with  teeth  and  an  urge  to  sink  them  into  all  the  places  that  hurt.  “  you  do  remember,  don't  you?  ”

[enbloom]

                      ❝   i  don't  like  this  game  anymore.   ❞      lips  press  into  a  thin  line,   head  tilting  as  she  scrutinizes  them  for  any  sign  of  reaction.      ❝   what  do  you  actually  want  from  me?   ❞

@bittermotif  requested  𝑚𝑎𝑙𝑎𝑖 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑦𝑎𝑠𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑡     ҉

[bittermotif]

                             blink  and  you'll  miss  it:  the  crease  between  achara's  brows,  the  downward  twitch  of  her lips.  the  white  flag  of  surrender  briefly  rears  its  head  before  reacquainting  itself  with  all  the  cards  she  refuses  to  show.  “  what  do  i  want?  ”  bites  her  tongue  before  she  can  say  too  much,  ruin  this  game  of  cat  and  mouse  they've  found  themselves  entrenched  in.  will  you  still  want  this,  if  i  give  you  the  answer  you're  looking  for?  “  i  could  have  sworn  ‘this  game’  was  all  you  wanted.  ”

[sophie-baek]

MARISSA COOPER & RYAN ATWOOD THE OC | 1.01 "Pilot"

[bittermotif]

“ who you wasting your time with now? if you don't mind me asking.  ”

[bittermotif]

keys jangle melodically where they perch on agustin's hooked finger, atonal accompaniment to the hum reverberating in his throat as feet trod down the carpet of the hall. their song dies as abruptly as his own, quizzical stare locking onto the other. “ uh, hey, ” the greeting is hushed, too aware of how sound echoes into the unit. “ i'm assuming you're not out here because the air's better.. lose your key? roommate give you the boot? either way, you’re welcome to come inside and help yourself to a glass of water. not sure the super’s keen on answering any calls that come in before sunrise. ”

[bittermotif]

whether lips are swollen as a result of the kiss they'd shared not too long ago (fooled by someone she would swear to the ends of the earth was a döppelganger of her ex — honest mistake) or as a consequence of teeth constantly worrying at the thin skin, that would have to remain a mystery. cheek rests warm against their shoulder, usual timidity squashed by the glow of familiarity. when had she become so comfortable with them? clears her throat, gaze swivelling to rest upon the other's face from her obstructed viewpoint, “ he texted me last night. nothing serious, just.. just wanted to say hello, apparently. do you think that could mean something? maybe he saw us at that last party? i'm not sure if he's here tonight, but– ” she has to remind herself to breathe, sheepishly turning her focus to the thin bracelet adorning her wrist. “ sorry. have you heard from them? ”

[magnoleas]

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤ — ୨ৎ —

ㅤㅤ❛    you    just    can't    stay    away    ,    can    you    ?    ❜

[bittermotif]

ㅤㅤ“   s'pose   not.   ”   admission   scrapes   the   delicate   tissue   of   her   throat   as   it   spills   out,   the   taste   nestling   under   her   tongue   akin   to   the   pungency   of   gasoline   spilled   on   pavement   —   piercing,   chemical,   waiting   on   a   spark   to   catch   so   it   can   burn   and   burn   and   burn.   “   something   to   be   said   about   the   fact   that   you're   always   here   when   i   do   come   back.   do   you   wait   for   me ?   or   are   you   just   that   lonely ?   ”

[dailyflicks]

You're sober?

EUPHORIA 3x02 "America My Dream"

[bittermotif]

starter call, please like for a short starter inspired by your wishlist ! i'll come to you for muse preference. :^)

[bittermotif]

starter call, please like for a short starter inspired by your wishlist ! i'll come to you for muse preference. :^)

[bittermotif]

writing some more later today but mutuals .. does anyone have good book recs? i'm trying to read more to keep writer's block at bay but nothing on my tbr currently speaks to me 🚬 list of books i've read & enjoyed recently below

demon copperhead - barbara kingsolver

there's always this year: on basketball and ascension - hanif abdurraqib

empire of pain - patrick radden keefe

the only good indians - stephen graham jones

martyr! - kaveh akbar

the ministry of utmost happiness - arundhati roy

[greatdividcs]

open to anyone, based on kalu akanbi, she / they, nonbinary, bisexual, 30, voice actor

"...it could be worse," kalu's tone is pacifying at best as she breaks the silence — thirty minute deep silence, at that — that's fallen in their shared bedroom; you know, the bedroom booked before they broke up, the nonrefundable one. she sits on the edge of the bed with a bounce, head tilting, nerves on fire. "we could be being murdered. or... yeah, that's all i got — we could be being murdered."

[bittermotif]

twin incisors clamp down on the glimpse of tongue slotted in between, the pain sharp enough to keep the vignette of gloom inching forward at bay. “ i suppose being murdered would be worse, ” mutters as fingertips trace along the embroidery of the duvet. the thing is, she's not entirely sure it would be worse. even with the distance between their bodies, she swears she can feel kalu's pulse thrumming dully under her tongue, as if it's her own — if one'd lined up the hours they'd spent pressed up together close enough to make that confusion justifiable, surely they'd understand. “ okay. listen, i.. i can still leave. um, you could say i caught a nasty stomach bug off something i ate at a gas station on the drive up. i don't want to ruin this trip for them.. or for you. ”

[bittermotif]

have a bunch of things 2 get done over this next week re: this blog. but while that’s coming together .. i kinda want cast members on a hot new show falling in love behind the scenes & grappling with newfound fame .. feeling somewhat inspired by the mika/josh fiasco (no i have NOT watched off campus) 🥸

[enbloom]

                      ❝   do  you  like  them  more  than  me?      —      honest  answers  only.   ❞

@bittermotif  requested  𝑏𝑒𝑎𝑢 𝑘𝑎𝑛𝑔     ҉

[bittermotif]

                      roll  of  her  eyes  flung  over  shoulder  lacks  the necessary bite,  every  feature soaked  through  with  amusement.  long  term  exposure,  she  supposes,  snips  the  thorns  off  and  leaves  you  with  nothing  but  the  rose  —  if  you  could  even  compare  the two of them  to  something  so  delicate.  she'd  bite  every  last  petal  off.  “  oh,  please.  you  cannot  be  serious.  is  this  a  new  form  of  foreplay?  did  you  steal  it  off  the  front  page  of  cosmo?  ”