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goodbye everyone else, tida ( @sharkapologlst ) is my soulmate.

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– 𝙱 𝙰 𝚂 𝙸 𝙲 𝚂 –

NAME:    mack

ALIAS(ES)/HANDLE(S):    mack  /  keep calm & look chivalrous.#5560 

ARE YOU OVER 18?    yes  /  No

IS YOUR MUSE?   yes  /  no

WHEN WAS YOUR BLOG ESTABLISHED?    very first nooj? NOV2012. this blog? APR2019

– 𝚆 𝚁 𝙸 𝚃 𝙸 𝙽 𝙶 –

ARE YOU SELECTIVE ABOUT WHO YOU WRITE WITH ON THIS BLOG? No (anyone)  /  Semi (most people)  /  Yes (some people)  /  Highly (few people)  /  Private (mutuals only)

ARE YOU SELECTIVE ABOUT WHO YOU FOLLOW ON THIS BLOG? No (anyone)  /  Semi (most people)  /  Yes (some people) /  Highly (few people)  /  Private (mutuals only)

IF YOUR MUSE IS CANON, HOW MUCH DO YOU ADHERE TO CANON? Not at all  /  A little ( lots of hcs )  /  Some  /  Mostly  /  Strictly  /  Not Applicable

WHAT POST LENGTHS DO YOU WRITE? One Liners  ( rarely ) /  Single-Para  /  Multi-Para  /  Novella

DO YOU USE ICONS AND/OR GIFS? No  /  Gifs  /  Icons  /  Yes

DO YOU WRITE ON OTHER PLATFORMS? No  / Yes

WHAT LEVEL OF PLOTS DO YOU WRITE? Unplotted  /  Open-Ended Plots (set up a meeting and see what happens)  /  Semi-Plotted (one or two steps ahead)  /  Fully Plotted Epics (plotted beginning, middle, and end)

HOW QUICKLY DO YOU USUALLY RESPOND TO THREADS? Very Slow (more than a month)  /  Slow (3-4 weeks)  /  Average (1-2 weeks)  /  Fast (less than one week)  /  Very Fast (less than three days)  /  It depends

WHAT TYPES OF THEMES DO YOU LIKE? (feel free to add!) Fluff  /  Angst  /  Smut  /  Violence  /  Tragedy  /  Domestic  / Family  /  Conversational

WHAT GENRES DO YOU LIKE? (feel free to add!) High Fantasy  /  Supernatural  /  Science Fiction  /  Historical  /  Horror  /  Comedy / Romantic  /  Drama  /  Action  / Adventure  /  Espionage

ARE THERE ANY THEMES YOU’RE UNCOMFORTABLE WRITING ON YOUR BLOG? (not triggers) No  /  Yes  /  Sometimes

DO YOU HAVE ANY TRIGGERS?  HOW DO YOU REQUEST IT TAGGED? heights and gore. gore i can sorta handle at times but views from heights will seriously make me sick. tw / heights or tw / gore

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WHAT TYPES OF RELATIONSHIPS ARE YOU OPEN TO? Romantic  /  Platonic  /  Familial

WHAT TYPES OF PRE-ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIPS ARE YOU OPEN TO? Romantic  /  Platonic  /  Familial  ( all if thoroughly plotted )

DO YOU HAVE OTPS? No  /  Chemistry Only  /  Yes

DO YOU HAVE NOTPS? No  /  Yes  ( nooj with logos or ormi... gtfo. )

WHAT IS YOUR MUSE’S SEXUAL ORIENTATION? Heterosexual  /  Heteroflexible  /  Bisexual  /  Pansexual  /  Homoflexible  /  Homosexual  /  Demisexual  /  Sapiosexual  /  Asexual

WHAT IS YOUR MUSE’S ROMANTIC ORIENTATION? Heteroromantic  /  Heteroflexible  / Biromantic  /  Homoflexible  /  Homoromantic  / Panromantic  /  Demiromantic  /  Sapioromantic  /  Aromantic

ARE YOU COMFORTABLE WRITING SMUT? No  /  Selectively  /  Yes

HOW EARLY IN A RELATIONSHIP DO YOU SHIP ROMANTICALLY? Autoship  /  During plotting  /  After a couple IC interactions  /  Several IC interactions / Slow burn  /  Never

ARE YOU OPEN TO TOXIC SHIPS? No  /  Selectively  /  Yes

ARE YOU OPEN TO PROBLEMATIC SHIPS? (incest, canon history, age difference, complicated, etc.) No  /  Selectively  /  Yes

ARE YOU OPEN TO POLYSHIPPING? No  /  Selectively  /  Yes

ARE YOU AN EXCLUSIVE SHIPPER? Never  /  Sometimes  /  Yes

DOES CRACK SHIPPING EVER HAPPEN? No  /  Yes ( looking at you @sharkapologlst even though it wasn’t serious lol )

– T A G G I N G! –

Tagging: @memorytides

Tagged by: steal it from me & say i tagged you!

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OLYMPIAN AESTHETICS.

APHRODITE.     laughter loving. sweet smiles. dressed in silk and satin. flower in their hair. sees the world as a runway. unapologetically sexual. the sea washing their ankles. in love with love.  stirrer of passion. cunning concealed by painted lips. secret daggers. doves. revolution in their kiss. delighting in the waves. flirtatious winks.  strolling along the beach. staring wistfully from a balcony. this is how to be a heartbreaker. wants to be adored. gets turned on by danger.

APOLLO.     glitz and glamour. art galleries. turning the volume up.  being made of gold. neatly organised music sheets.  notebooks filled with poetry. bathing in the sunlight. the powerful urge to create. collecting vinyl records.  beautiful cover of wonderwall. playing multiple instruments. tasting like sunshine. healing touch. speaking in prophecies. smile mingled with wrath. shunning lies. sporting shades. hanging out at music festivals with their friends. sleeps naked. arrow to the heart. paint brushes.  probably has a tinder account.

ARES. armed for battle. wants to raise a dog with their significant other.  soft spot for children. gives piggyback rides. scarred body. blood on their hands and face. willing to fight the world for the ones they love. fights against injustice. warm hugs. well worn combat boots. boxing gloves. bandages wrapped around bruised knuckles. fist raised in protest. ignites revolutions. fear is a prison. more sensitive than what their tough shell would have you think. exhausted. damaged goods. force to be reckoned with. red roses. curses under their breath.

ARTEMIS.    keen sense of a hunter. freckles like constellations on their skin. piercing eyes. disheveled braid.  moonlight peeking through the shadows. the calm of the forest at night. lying on the grass and staring at the stars. mother doe and her fawn. protecting their kin. the moon shimmering on a still lake.  quiver full of arrows resting against the bark of a tree. running with wolves. bonding while circled around a campfire. not being much of a people person. arrow hitting a target. popping egos. patience on 3%. touches heaven and returns howling.

ATHENA.   discerning gaze.  unreadable face. quiet museums.  owl perched on their finger.  armour that intimidates.  eye for architecture.  plays the sims for the sole purpose of building houses.  studied the blade while everyone else was busy getting laid.  big fan of logic.  loves brain teasers. ancient buildings. sweaters in neutrals and cool colours. hair done up. can kill you with their brain. heads to the library often to research. sharpened pencils. abs that can cut steel. stoic statues. pottery classes.

DEMETER.     soil covered hands. smile that can bloom flowers. skin loved by the sun. being the mom friend. can lift you and your friends.  flowers kept in the pockets of overalls. takes pride in their beautiful garden. speaks to their plants.  leaves rustling in the wind. stalks of wheat. picking fruit.  greenhouses. heart as strong as a mountain. values simplicity. daisies dotted across a collarbone. curls crowned with flowers. folded pile of sweaters in warm hues. pulling out fresh baked bread out of the oven and the smell wafting through the air.

DIONYSUS.     drunk shitposter. on their sixth glass of wine before you’ve even finished your second. seductive smirks. untamed curls. rich fabrics on dark skin.  sleek furred panthers. theatre masks.  stage productions.  receiving a standing ovation. rose caught between their teeth. being the baby of the bunch.  wild parties that last from sundown to sunup. creeping vines. inspiring loyalty.  grand opera houses. masquerade balls.  rolls of film.   shattered chandeliers with broken glass scattered across the wine spilled floor. pouring champagne into flutes. lives for the applause.

HEPHAESTUS.    the calloused hands of someone who knows labor. sweaty brow. flame burning in their eyes. inventive mind. broad shoulders. steampunk goggles.  nuts and bolts stored away in little boxes.  ashes.  striking a match. blueprints for future projects.  fixing up a busted up car and giving it cool upgrades. wrestles with bitterness. work boots have seen better years.  wrinkled plaid shirts. iron melted in blazing fire. huge jackets. crafting masterpieces.  greased stained overalls.  fascination with robotics. pain is fuel.  stack of weaponry.  even their muscles have muscles.

HERA.     resting bitch face. dressed to the nines.  cows grazing on a pasture. cool rain. loving and hating fiercely. hand clutching a string of pearls.  large chandelier with glittering crystals.  plays the sims for the sole purpose of killing off their sims. romance to realism. pictures of the sky while flying on a plane.  files that under fuck it. downs glasses of wine as they relax with a scented bubble bath and netflix. like their selfie or you’re grounded. knows 57 convenient ways to murder a man. dark eyes that penetrate your soul. marble and gold.

HERMES.     devil - may - care smile. always up - to - date on the latest technology.  will steal your french fries. does it for the vine. shitposter.  puts googly eyes on everything. meme hoarder. long drives on the highway.  ma and pop diners. spontaneous road trips. folded maps. fingers dancing across the keyboard of a laptop. shooting hoops on the basketball court. chatting up strangers as you all journey to your own destinations. goes jogging in the morning. mixes redbull with coffee.  menace on april fool’s.  hoodies and sneakers.  

POSEIDON.     storm with skin. colorful coral reefs.  waves crashing against the shore. stroking the soft fur of a cat. their heart pounding as their horse’s gentle trot speeds into a gallop. tousled locks. clothes smeared with paint.  owns several sketchbooks yet always yearns to own more. leather jackets.  fondness for diy projects. handwriting that flows across the page. nimble fingers playing the strings of a violin. velvety singing voice that haunts your dreams. mood as ever - changing as the sea. the roar of a motorcycle. compass with a spinning arrow.

HADES.     walking home alone in the early morning.  back alleys.  drinking alone in a graveyard.   crippling loneliness hidden by sarcasm and cynicism.   crows picking a carcass.   untended dead flowers.   the black sheep of the family.    black coffee.   money can’t buy you happiness.   murder mystery dinner parties.   blood on your shirt collar.    dust illuminated by sunlight.    classical music.   dogs are better than people.   a quiet wrath.   shady business deals.    taking what you are owed.     paint it black.     seasonal affective disorder.     popping the suit collar.     grey rain on a cityscape.

ZEUS.     thunder in their heart. running on coffee.  flash of lightning. unnatural charisma. eloquence. badass in a nice suit. aficionado of history. force of nature. lennyface. nightmare - filled nights. proud arm around their lover’s waist. high - rise buildings.  planes soaring through a cloudless sky.  technician on the piano. maintains order.  strong handshake. juggling multiple events on their busy schedule with ease. expensive watch.

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"bigfoot is real and you're hurting his feelings."

        the statement earned tida a laugh. very rare coming from nooj. it wasn’t as if he was disinclined to believe bigfoot existed. he was actually interested in the possibility, but he couldn’t call himself one of the creature’s sympathizers. and wouldn’t go so far as speaking for it. people like that were ridiculous, but he knew well enough to know a joke when he heard one… at least he was hoping it was a joke. 

       ❛ i hope so. between you and me, i’m counting on him getting angry enough to meet me in the parking lot. ❜

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[ txt ] hmm! does that mean you don't take any walk-ins? I was actually on my way over anyway, soooo... 😗 hehe just kidding! maybe i'm a lil proud, but that came from the internet so i can't take all the credit! 😂

[ txt: 👰🧵. ] it wouldn’t necessarily be a walk in if i’m not there. you can’t get in.[ txt: 👰🧵. ] oh.[ txt: 👰🧵. ] oh... another joke. you’re being a little cruel don’t you think? i have feelings.[ txt: 👰🧵. ] from the internet? and i was so hoping it had come from the heart.

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[ txt ] hello! i'd like to make a dick appointment, I was hoping you had an opening available! 😗

[ txt: 👰🧵. ] greeting valued customer. no one is available to register your appointment for: DICK. at this moment. our hours are between 6pm and 6am. please check again at a later time. thank you!...[ txt: 👰🧵. ] anyway... water came out my nose. so, i hope you’re proud of yourself.

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there was nothing but silence between the two of them for a while now. a comfortable silence, at that. nooj and virote had been friends far past long enough to experience them from time to time. also long enough for either of them to almost predict when the silence would break. 

nooj had been fiddling and rubbing at the knuckles of his right hand as he relaxed on the couch. he took an audible breath before pausing, turning to virote, and speaking;

❛ hypothetically... ❜ he begins, then pauses again shortly after. giving himself a moment to mentally push himself to finish what it was he had to say. he sighs. ❛ hypothetically, if i were to, let’s say, be sued. could i count on you to help me out? ❜ he hated that word. help. he never used it. never asked for it. but if it was virote, somehow that was okay... occasionally.

@softestmood // random starter.

[fitzherbertssmolder]

“cute old friend”

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“You look like you could use a coffee.”

       ❛ with a quadruple shot of espresso, if your taking orders… ❜ his words were followed by a yawn, covered by his hand that then moved to rub his eyes. ❛ tonight is gonna be a long one. doesn’t have to be, but i figured if i this mess, i’ll have a day or so to do absolutely nothing. or spend with friends… though, right about now, nothing sounds better. ❜

perfectly platonic starters // @softestmood

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  THEY SAY YOUR PAST CAN GET LONELY , IF THAT’S TRUE I BETTER CATCH UP TO IT !  IT’S TIME FOR ME TO START CHASING THE PAST !  /  originally established november 5th , 2011 . raised by SHELL . BE SURE TO READ THE STREET LAWS BEFORE INTERACTING  /  FOLLOWING !!  💛

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SIR JECHT·:

          “ THAT’S RIGHT – the one ‘n only !! “ he quickly responds, knuckles dragging across his nose a little, in a poor attempt to mask his swelling pride. his ego, while far more manageable than it had been prior to his visit to SPIRA, was still one of his more striking features. “ glad t’know you guys ain’t forgotten about me , with sin being gone n’ all. “ there was a faint touch of bitterness beneath the laugh that ribboned his words ; but it was gone as quickly as it’d come.

          “ ‘at’s right. heard you guys’re runnin’ some sort of operation here … for the good of the people, and whatnot. “ a large, calloused ( from endless battles, no doubt ) hand would rise and fall upon one of nooj’s shoulders, as he spoke. “ figured me ‘n this big guy here— “ nose would shift in the direction of his towering blade, briefly. “ could lend a hand. y’know, to pull my weight around here n’ everything. can’t be shown up by a bunch’a kids. “ 

       there was a quick change of his expression. a mix of surprise, delight, and confusion. though, it hardly remained long enough to note. he, and surely others, long thought jecht to be dead. ' in hiding ' had never once crossed his mind, though nooj certainly wouldn't blame him for it. he wasn't fond of his own fame, though judging by jechts reaction, he didn't seem to mind recognition at all. strange... nooj would mull over it later. now wasn't the time.  ❛ sin being gone doesn't alter or remove the sacrifices made by others through the years to defeat it. it is because of those sacrifices, and those people — yourself included, of course, that the people of spira are now able to thrive and move into a better future. ❜ his words are spoken in earnest.

       nooj's eyes follow as jecht's hand is placed upon his shoulder. however, it's not long before his gaze is placed back on the older man. ❛ correct. those you see around you, hard at work, are part of a group known as the youth league. put together by myself and those of a like-mind. we wish to discover and share spira's past with the people in hopes of building a better future. hunting for spheres is a major part of our mission, we also look to protect and rebuild spira where we may. ❜ he says, adding a slight gesture to the port.

       ❛ and while youth is in the name, ❜ there is a hint of cheek to his tone. ❛ i can't very well see myself turning away assistance from one of lord braska's guardians. i gratefully, accept. perhaps you and your friend — ❜ he adds with a gesture to jecht's blade. ❛ would be interested in the assisted overseeing of our troops? i imagine they would have a lot to learn from you. ❜

[yoonau]

[justmorerpmemes]

Perfectly Platonic Starters

“You look like you could use a coffee.”

“Is that something you want to talk about?”

“Come on, sit down. It’s break time.”

“I needed that, thanks…”

“Here’s a blanket. You looked cold.”

“Thank god you’re back, I need to rant.”

“Is my sweater ever going to be returned?”

“Bad day? Emergency plans are in order.”

“Alright your ride has arrived, where to next?”

“I’m brushing your hair, it’s a mess.”

“You happened to go get lunch and ‘bought too much’ huh?”

“Your hugs are the best.”

“Hey. Hey. Heeeeeey. Come on. We’re gonna be late, get up.”

“I’m late, yes. You should be used to that by now.”

“How long as it been that we’ve known each other? Feels like ages.”

“There was something on your face, I had to get it off.”

“You’re sure people think we’re dating?”

“I think it’s hilarious people assume they’re dating just because they’re nice to each other.”

“I need to hang out with someone I like, can we pretend to be working for an hour?”

“Tea and coffee? What happened?”

“Here you go, one forgotten, left it at home in a rush, lost item!”

“I’m going for a walk, you want anything?”

“… sorry I took a nap on you.”

“I suppose I am now requisitioned to being a napping spot.”

“We could pretend we’re dating, but that might confuse your significant other, and then that might be a waste of petty effort for the sake of rumors.”

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why did the fish break up with the oyster? ... he was too s(h)elfish.

       nooj’s gaze upon tida was long and unamused, his chest could be seen slowly rising. inhaling deep for what would be a deep, deep sigh. another moment of silent passes before nooj finally responds. ❛ is this what we’re doing now? telling terrible jokes? were you hoping for a pity laugh? ❜ empty questions he’d expect no answer to. 

       ❛ is it my turn then? ❜ he asked one more question, but didn’t bother waiting for an answer before clearing his throat, as if he needed to prepare for what he was about to say. ❛ why didn’t the astronaut come home to his wife? … … … … because he needed his space. ❜

@sharkapologlst // random TERRIBLE joke.

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jvcht·:

          “ SO … i’ve heard you’re the boss around here. Nooj, right ? “ bare fingers would thread through jecht’s long, ebony locks, head canted to the side, somewhat, awkwardly. KILIKA had regained much of it’s former glory — but the bitter memories had still remained. what he’d done ; whether he could’ve controlled it or not. How many families had he separated ? How many children had he—–

          “ bah !! “ best not to dive down that rabbit hole ; he’d thought. opting to plant his blade into the ground, instead, bending at the knees a few time to stretch out his ligaments, before returning to proper posture and rolling his shoulder. his first thoughts upon resurfacing on SPIRA were, naturally, to find his son — but he’d landed face first into some ‘ youth league ‘ nonsense. after all these years, it seemed jecht was still quite the magnet for trouble.

@endsought // here's your jecht !!

      ❛ that’s right. ❜ the meyvn is slightly distracted upon being approached, however his tone is ( hopefully ) engaged enough to gain the man’s patience. it is, after all, a very short exchanged with another who scurries away quickly upon orders. nooj turned around, and a polite expression is quick to shift to that of slight surprise. ❛ sir... jecht? ❜ he asked before giving himself a moment to think. he’d only caught a glimpse of the man once before, when he was very young but the man who stood before him looked no different than that. 

       ❛ ah, never mind me. though, you share a striking resemblance... well, at least as far as childhood memories serve. ❜ his words were followed by short chuckle, in hopes of moving on. ❛ anyway, did you need to speak with me? you’ve caught me at good time. most people don’t think the find me during my ‘ active ‘ work. ❜ if you could call it active...

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