&quot;Am I attractive?&quot;

Busy bad day

Guess who had a depression spike!

I has busy day

I want to do the things, but RL is a bitch Goddess.

Leave me asks and messages and replies and starters though? Yiss? :3c

The big list of AUs and current wants

If you want to discuss a starter or randomly tag me in one, here’s what I wanna do right now;

Scethan, Stethan, Scanny, Scerek, Sterek

Bottom Derek/Scott (Playing as only)

Chubby/Fat!Scott/Derek/Stiles (including weight gain, humiliation kink, feederism… I’m a dirty boy.)

Poly Pack

Famous AU (Sterek)

Soulmate AU (Sterek, Scerek)

Soulmate touch-dependency AU (Sterek, Scerek)

Escort AU (Stiles, Derek, Ethan)

Punk (Stiles, Derek) & Outsider (Scott, Derek) AU

Brotherly Incest

Wild Werewolf AU (Scott)

Incubus/Demon AU (Stiles)

Fae AU (Stiles, Danny, Sciles)

Flaming Gay AU (Scott, Stiles, Sciles)

Boss & Employee/Intern AU (Sterek)

Sciles with massive sexual tension and teasing

Best Friend’s older Brother AU (Sterek, Scerek, Scethan)

College AU

Werewolves still secret AU (Scerek, Sterek)

Open - Bubbles

Stiles threw his hands up in frustration and insecurity, just what the hell was all this about? “I don’t know, I got a good look at it and thought to myself, who’s the one guy that could help with a plump, juicy…” Stiles paused, where the hell did that all come from? Oh God, this was so weird. He ran off into a mumble as he felt the firm hand run over his skin. He was already so flushed, but he just kept feeling hotter with each further step he took into this weirdness. He squirmed about, releasing his grip on the blanket, barely covering anything with his bulbous backside. “You sure it’s not that bad? I mean… Will that thing back there even allow me to wear my clothes?”

“It’s not bad, I promise. We can go get a few clothes for you tomorrow, maybe have Lydia alter some of your clothing, but for now…loose fitting shorts and sweat pants might become your best friends.” He pulled Stiles up so he could get the other to sit with him. He kissed the top of his head and rubbed his arms. “You have nothing to worry about. It could be just a temporary thing and if it isn’t I’ll help you through it. If anyone gives you shit for your fine ass, just come get me and I’ll make sure to cut that crap out.” He felt Stiles could use a loving hug so he pulled him into an embrace and kissed his cheek. “You’re gonna be okay.” He smirked a little. “So…can I play with it?”

And for the shortest moment, Stiles had actually thought this had been about something sweet and tender, the hug, the kiss on the cheek. “God dammit,” he mumbled as he was pulled up and his ass perched into Thad’s lap. “You are completely single minded, totally perverse, and there’s no way in hell you’d accept no as an answer is there? Hell, you’re already going for a grope, aren’t you?”

Open - Bubbles

“H-hey! hands off the merchandise!” Quickly snatching back the covers to hide his ‘shame’ once more, God dammit, he’d called the werewolf with a bone he needs to bury. His cheeks felt like they could burst into flame any second now with… Did he hate this or love it? Hate. Definitely hate. “No, I didn’t piss off anyone, look at me, how could I piss off anyone? Maybe Anyone with the last name Hale, but that’s a special case. And like, I understand the pros of having an ass, but like, how do I explain this? How do I fix it?… Jeezus, does it ever stop shaking?”

He could see true frustration in Stiles’s eyes, and Thad felt a little bad for poking fun at him, so he backed off a little. “Stiles, I don’t really know what it is you called me here for because I sure as hell don’t know how to fix something like this. We could call Scott and Deaton and hope they have a solution, but I’m getting the feeling that I’m the only one you want to bare witness to something like this.” He licked his lips and looked down at the boy. “And why would you need to fix it? I mean…you could just accept it an use it to your benefit. You know, have fun with it. I know I’d love to have some fun with it.” He smiled at Stiles and caressed his cheek. “Don’t be so uptight, babe.”

Stiles threw his hands up in frustration and insecurity, just what the hell was all this about? “I don’t know, I got a good look at it and thought to myself, who’s the one guy that could help with a plump, juicy...” Stiles paused, where the hell did that all come from? Oh God, this was so weird. He ran off into a mumble as he felt the firm hand run over his skin. He was already so flushed, but he just kept feeling hotter with each further step he took into this weirdness. He squirmed about, releasing his grip on the blanket, barely covering anything with his bulbous backside. “You sure it’s not that bad? I mean... Will that thing back there even allow me to wear my clothes?”

Open - Bubbles

And here he thought he would get through this without innuendos or being oggled or… Well, cakes. But who was he kidding, he’d called Thad. Cheeks burning bright red, he threw the covers back over himself and did his best to glare without pouting. “What the hell am I gonna do? This might seem like nothing to you, but you’re not the one who suddenly has an extra pair of water balloons.” Oh great, now he was doing it. Cringing, he shook his head and glared again. “Please tell me you had nothing to do with this?”

“What the hell do I look like, a witch?” Thad asked as he sat on the bed next to his best friend and ran a hand through his hair. “It’s not that bad, Stilinski. Guys and girls dig a guy with a big ass. I mean, did it affect anything else or just your booty?” He pulled the covers down again to expose his big round beautiful posterior. He gave it a playful shake and smack. “Damn. I mean, you didn’t piss off a witch or a darach, did you?” he asked the smaller male. Looking at his ass did cause a bit of sexual urged stirring in the werewolf’s jeans. Because honestly, Stiles’s ass was big and beautiful. And all the wolf could see himself doing was burying his face against it and tonguing him hard.

“H-hey! hands off the merchandise!” Quickly snatching back the covers to hide his ‘shame’ once more, God dammit, he’d called the werewolf with a bone he needs to bury. His cheeks felt like they could burst into flame any second now with... Did he hate this or love it? Hate. Definitely hate. “No, I didn’t piss off anyone, look at me, how could I piss off anyone? Maybe Anyone with the last name Hale, but that’s a special case. And like, I understand the pros of having an ass, but like, how do I explain this? How do I fix it?... Jeezus, does it ever stop shaking?”

Open - Bubbles

“Okay, so, don’t freak out…” Stiles had sent out a mad text to anyone who he thought would take this seriously, because it wasn’t something some people would take seriously. Resting on his stomach on his bed, his sheets covering everything below his waist. “And also, if you laugh, I swear I’m gonna… Okay, well…” Pulling the covers away. He look perfectly normal… aside from one rather large and bubbly difference. “So… I kinda woke up with this…”

Thad texted back to Stiles that he’d be there soon. It seemed pretty urgent on Stiles’s end, and Stiles being his best friend, Thad was going to come to his aid. He had a spare key to his friend’s house and headed up to his bedroom where the smaller man said he’d be. “What’s the problem?” he asked when he came in and Stiles was already giving him some warnings. Thad rolled his eyes. “What’s the fucking problem?” Thad’s eyes instantly widened. There it was. Stiles, so small and frail, had grown a rather large ass. His ass was already bubbly and round, but somehow it was more defined in it’s globe like shape. The werewolf was at a loss of words for a moment. “I…wow,” he replied, still stunned by the shocking, but beautiful, view of his ass. “Nice cakes.” Definitely very, very nice.

And here he thought he would get through this without innuendos or being oggled or... Well, cakes. But who was he kidding, he’d called Thad. Cheeks burning bright red, he threw the covers back over himself and did his best to glare without pouting. “What the hell am I gonna do? This might seem like nothing to you, but you’re not the one who suddenly has an extra pair of water balloons.” Oh great, now he was doing it. Cringing, he shook his head and glared again. “Please tell me you had nothing to do with this?”

Just when I think I’m out...

So, to the five people who still care about my existence in the RPing community… hi, I’m still here.

Just when I think I’m out...

So, to the five people who still care about my existence in the RPing community… hi, I’m still here.

Just when I think I’m out...

So, to the five people who still care about my existence in the RPing community… hi, I’m still here.

Okay so hour’s walk

I EXPECT AT LEAST FIVE MEMES IN MY INBOX WHEN I GET BACK >:I

TOTAL RECALL... uh... RESTART

Right, I’ve decided and it’s being done! If we have/had a topic that you still considered open or were just waiting for me to return to continue it, consider it dropped. Unless you can convince me or you beg hard enough, poof, it gone.

I’m not making any opens or starters right now because it’s really not in my desire to do so right now, I just don’t have the best muse for it. However, I’m always keeping an eye out for other’s open starters and of course I’m reblogging a lot of memes.

I’ve also had a couple of people asking me to pull all my blogs together into just the one. While I’m a little against that, I can understand it hard to keep track of all my characters. So for those who would prefer I keep things in one place, I’ll be replying on @sohomobeaconhills but for those not particularly bothered, I’ll keep splitting things apart for character blogs.

So, anyone wanting to do a pay, my chat and ask box are always open, memes are tagged on sohomo, and I’m more than happy to just make friends as well, so say hey :)

Let’s get things back on the road, shall we?

Planning on trying some new plays tomorrow

However, I’m really not in the greatest mood to do starters, so it won’t be a starter call, I’ll be reblogging a lot of memes on sohomobeaconhills in the next 24 hours though.

If we have an RP going, I’m sorry, but unless you’re super desperate to keep it going and can convince me, consider it dropped. If you want to do something new, send me a meme or two, link me to an open starter you’ve written or something of the like.

I wanna try and get back to writing more, this should hopefully be step one. So please, if you’re interested in doing something, ANYTHING, PLEASE get in touch somehow :)

Maybe...

I might do a complete restart with RPs, that might help…

What do you guys think?

Oh... and one more thing

Because of the time lapse and my muse degraded so rapidly in the time since then…

Please don’t take any offence, but unless the RP was long and ongoing, had a lot of planning behind it, or was just a personal favourite of mine, it’s quite likely that the play has been dropped :(