you were dead.

yet, here you are.

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  “Ew.” Like to plot!

[bloodfamine]

  im finally out of finals! once i settle into second semester, i should be able to get back on a regular posting schedule again

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nonverbal starters prompts featuring nonverbal scenarios.

guide take them by the hand, arm, or shoulder to guide them.

shelter protect them.

shove push them.

loop drape an arm around their shoulders.

touch a gentle touch like rubbing their back, hugging them, holding their hand. 

kiss a kiss on the cheek, knuckles, forehead, in their hair.

palm smack them upside the head.

bed rest gently push them back down when they try getting out of bed.

aid help them with a task.

note pass a note to them.

cry wipe away their tears.

wash wipe something off their forehead, cheek, so on.

bandage patch them up when they get hurt.

heal take care of them when they get sick.

book silently read a story with them. 

carry pick them up. 

scrap punch them.

cherry find blood on them.

sit help them sit down.  

medical wake up in the hospital and find them holding their hand.

steer place a hand under their chin to make them look up. 

beat dance with them.

stare stare them down. 

off track get lost with them.

no shaking their head in disagreement. 

yes nodding their head in agreement.

rush tackle them to the ground.

open hold the door open for them.

[screenshotsofdespair]

[neoninmyeyes]

[homochampagne]

[bloodfamine]

boundlesshsentity‌:

Mumei just raised an eyebrow at the man who was clearly sneezing from the cold. Though the fact that he was shivering wasn’t a good idea either, if remembering correctly that was a sign of hypothermia seeping in. Or rather if he stopped shivering. Shaking his head the brunet came closer to the man, no fear in his eyes due to his willingness to help. 

“Even if it’s not bad now, the weather changing can be really rough on people who aren’t used to it. Even if you can’t die permanently here you should still take care of your health.” Not just that, because you can’t die permanently that you should take care of yourself. Something to make you realize that everything isn’t in a stagnant sense of reality where people border on ruthless and cruel. 

  After a pause, he places his hands behind his head with another somewhat exaggerated sigh. As usual, it’s a surprise to see a stranger express concern. Or to see anyone express concern at all.   ...Lucian isn’t sure if he should be irritated or not. But considering that’s his natural state of being, it probably won’t hurt to be a fraction more relaxed. With the sun hidden a way the majority of time back at home, one learns to live life in a constant chill without the warmth of light. But this is still a little different-- he doesn’t have that brat with his solar gun to warm them up either. 

  “Why are you so worried?” Lucian raises an eyebrow. “About someone you just met, that is.”

[raiain]

the moon asks a question by dirgewithoutmusic

illustrated by purutsukid

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boundlesshsentity‌:

Sliding around on the ice, he hummed a little while very clumsily trying to skate. Since the name of the game was mostly hot springs back home they never got around to actually learning how to skate. At least Mumei wasn’t falling all over the place and was having fun! Holding his arms out to slowly slide to a stop, he looked to his side when seeing someone come over to talk. 

“Oh this? I just brought it from a thrift store in Golden Ward. It matched with my school uniform so that’s what I got.” 

  Lucian has been on ice plenty of times before, but never in a relaxing context. There’s some fuzzy memory in the back of his mind of a trip to a frozen-over pond with friends, but last time he checked, his most recent experience with the stuff was falling over and over trying to navigate a frozen cave.   What a nightmare that was. And yet, the situation here is surprisingly comfortable, even if he does feel a bit wobbly. His boots don’t give him much traction.

  “...I see.” Lucian pauses for an almost uncomfortably long period of time, staring down at the ice while he decides what to say. “Not bad. You’ve got decent taste, kid.”

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oneneetblackcat‌:

“Stop iiiiit… humans are so cruel! Assaulting poor innocent kittens like me for no reason…” He flailed his paws more and then curled in on himself, trying to appear smaller in the hopes that this guy would think he was just being mean to a small kitten.

“There are police here, and if you don’t let me go, I’ll call them.” Of course, his phone was in his human jacket, which he would have to transform to reach, but Lucian didn’t have to know that. “I’m just an innocent kitten named Kuro. Why does it matter?”

  “Don’t you feel like that’s a little dramatic?” he asks dryly, gently swinging Kuro around. This man has no qualms about being mean! One of his hobbies is bullying his ten year old “sidekick.” Lucian quirks an eyebrow and leans down, looking close to setting the other on the ground, but stops. “I’m not human, so you’ll have to be more specific.”

  “Why does it matter? I prefer to know everything about everyone. As much as I can, at least. “

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arboriasprodigy‌:

𝕤he continued glaring up at him and generally looking rather pissed and unpleasant. she had hoped he would back off after being yelled at, but that certainly wasn’t the case.

— ❝ i don’t know what a gremlin is, but you look like you skinned a dracky and stuck it on your head thinking it was fashionable! ❞ she exclaimed, as if he would know anything about the monsters from her world, and placed her hands square on her hips stubbornly. clearly, she wasn’t going to back down. a silent challenge to a battle of words…or something.

  “What the hell is a dracky?! You can’t go around insulting people by making things up!” he practically growls, teeth tight in his jaw. Lucian was rarely one to back down from a fight, especially when it came to his appearance. He just wants to look as intimidating as possible, just like the vampire hunters of lore!!

  “Only vain fools care about things like fashion. I’m practical. That’s what matters.” But if that were the truth, maybe he would shed the long, unwieldy jacket.

[bloodfamine]

smallblueboyscout replied to your photo: :)

((i miss playing this game

  i emulated it before i had my own copy

[bloodfamine]

:)

[sillyprompts]

meh, here’s another thing: literate rp circles are painfully inaccessible.

minuscule text, over-editing, spaced out letters, “fancy” lettering and all the rest might look nice to some people, but consider for a moment literally anyone who has trouble with their eyes or their processing. i try to generally leave people alone for how they want to format their posts, but there’s a level it can get to where it just seems like a giant middle finger to anyone who has any trouble reading.

general rule? try to keep your themes easy to use. it doesn’t matter how they look, but if people can’t get to your pages without jumping through a series of circus hoops, it sucks ass. if they can’t read your posts, it sucks ass.

and in terms of text formatting, just make it legible. some people use screen readers and imagine having to listen to someone spelling out their posts l i k e t h i s (like this) instead of just hearing the actual words. that sucks ass too.

photos and editing don’t matter as much but if you over-saturate them, at least include a warning for eye strain because that shit can hurt some people and that, you guessed it, sucks ass.

[sillyprompts]

other tips:

split your posts and pages into paragraphs. it’s much easier to read and makes it so people with dyslexia and adhd won’t get “lost” in your writing. keeping your rules brief and to the point is also a good idea but, y’know, whatever.

don’t use more than one <small> tag. like, i get that you have an aesthetic, but why would that be the priority over accessibility for your writing partners? 

if you have a music player, turn off autoplay. sudden noises can be real alarming to a lot of people and annoying for everyone else.

try to use clear lettering for your promos, or at least the important parts of them. script fonts can be downright unreadable to some people.

[venacoeurva]

Boktai DS memes in 2019? It’s more likely than you th–actually I’m surprised too

-Please do not reupload/edit/use without proper credit or linking back, ask first please-

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oneneetblackcat‌:

Kuro squinted nervously at the man holding him and continued to flail his paws in the air. He hoped if he whined enough, they might drop him, but so far, they didn’t seem willing to.

“H-hey… put me down… what kind of human grabs random strays?? I’ll call the cops…” No he wouldn’t, but he hoped it would scare this person off from asking more questions. “What makes you think I’m not a normal cat, nya?”

  “Well, you sure don’t look like it.” He tightens his grip on the cat, mildly swinging the thing around. Judging by how uncaring he looks, Lucian looks like he’s purposely trying to irritate the other. This isn’t going to help him later.

  Lucian raises his eyebrows. “What are you going to tell them, huh? That you’re a cat, and someone grabbed you?” Pause. “...Are there even police here? Come on, you little gremlin. I only asked one question.”

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diedfive‌:

——- ‘Quickly’ doesn’t say much of the length, be it seconds, hours, or days, but if there is as little logic to it as there is to the choice of switches, it doesn’t matter. It would still be a few seconds, hours, days too long belonging to a form so ridiculously different in all aspects. It’s not something she can’t handle, naturally – there are worse things to happen – but unfamiliar ire rises somewhere in her depths, uninvited.

Indeed, it could be a lot worse. At least it’s someone who doesn’t have an immediate motive to be doing anything bad with her in the meantime. 

“Well, okay,” She folds her arms, as well, making room for the claws to poke out without touching any bit of skin. ‘Fucked up’, so long as usable, she can work with. “Guess you’re getting the better end of the bargain! There’s not much I can say about mine except you should – probably dress warm? Don’t give me another cold!“

There’s the matter of the rest… Oh, boy. Oh no. “You might meet my little sister. Kamila. Purple hair, blue dress? Short? You can’t miss her. If you see her around, be nice, okay? There’s also a man in a red suit, long yellow hair that kind of sticks up? I don’t think he’ll do anything, but you should – probably stay back. It’s a long story.”

Thank God that’s about the extent of people she knows. ( Come to think of it, she hasn’t seen Sissel in a while… is he in the same predicament? )

  If only he knew-- then, perhaps Lucian could properly judge how long he’d have to stew in this irritated discomfort before returning to his own, blessedly familiar body. It was problematic in a whole host of ways, but he at least knew how to cope with it. He didn’t know how to cope with how strangely energetic and spritely he felt in this body, a stark contrast from his days of cold exhaustion that only improved after days of sleep. Given he hadn’t been able to do his night job here, it had improved, but... still.

  “...Sorry. Again.” He smooths down his- ah, his bangs- looking mildly uncomfortable. Lucian is still fairly unfamiliar with the fine art of interacting with others, much less in this kind of situation. “You probably won’t have trouble lifting anything, at least.” Or opening packages without a boxcutter, he wants to joke, but felt it might fall flat. His quips usually did.

  He begins to stuff his hands in his pockets, but freezes before he can. In the brief confusion, Lucian had forgotten that he might still have to step into these shoes and play this role. Surely not well-- this wasn’t exactly the best first impression, and he’s probably only caught a glance at this girl before at most. 

  “Be nice. I can do that.” And stay away from someone else... that won’t be too much of a problem for him. “...I have a knee-jerk reaction to the undead. Ghouls. Vampires and such. That probably won’t be an issue.”