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[kindofvertigo-m]

I’M OVER HERE NOW!!!

Do me a solid and follow my new blog if you’re still interested in interacting with me! If you’re NOT interested in interacting anymore, this is your out !!!

I’m keeping all the threads that were in my drafts UNLESS you choose not to follow! So like, if you follow my new blog, I’ll keep whatever threads I have in my drafts that I owe you and continue them there! If you don’t follow/follow back, I’ll just drop the threads!

To those of you with whom I have signed a soul-binding contract to be mutuals forever, I’m sorry but I’m not giving you a choice in the matter. Follow my cool new blog.

TEMPORARY THREAD TRACKER FOR THOSE OF YOU WHO WANT TO SEE WHAT I’M POTENTIALLY KEEPING !!! (i might be missing stuff, if i am lmk)

[plotbunnie]

Nonverbal RP Starters

I’m finding it difficult to find memes for nonverbal characters ( be they mute, or just not fond of talking ) so I thought I’d make a few!

Neutral

☝️ Tap my muse on the shoulder

👉 Point to something for my muse to see

🤙 Bump into my muse

😊 Sit down next to my muse

🤨 Sit down across from my muse

📓 Push/Slide [an object] across a table to my muse

✍️ Pass my muse a note

🙄 Roll their eyes at my muse

🚪 Tap on a table/door/wall/chair to get my muse’s attention without speaking

Aggressive

🐺 Growl at my muse

😬 Snarl/show teeth at my muse

😠 Death Glare at my muse

🙌 Push/Shove my muse

👊 Punch my muse

👖 Kick my muse in the shin

👠 Stomp on my muse’s foot

😵 Knee my muse in the gut

💀 Knee my muse in the groin

🔪 Point a weapon at my muse

🖕 Flip my muse the bird/a similar gesture

👔 Roughly pull my muse down by the collar

💢 Bang on a door/wall/table to get my muse’s attention- angrily

Angst

👩‍⚕️ Put pressure on my muse’s wound

🌡 Push my muse down to give them medical attention

🥣 Bring my muse soup/medicine when they are sick

🤢 Hold my muse’s hair back/Rub my muse’s back while they are sick/throwing up

👐 Hold my muse when they are badly wounded/dying

👁 Wake my muse up during a nightmare

🐱 Hold my muse after a nightmare

😭 Hold my muse when they are crying

😢Touch my muse’s shoulder while they are crying in secret

💧 Wipe away my muse’s tears

💥 Try to calm my muse during an overwhelming emotional moment

⛈ Find my muse after some kind of trauma

Soft

👕 Tug on my muse’s sleeve/shirt/skirt

🐈 Lean against my muse’s side

🤝 Hold my muse’s hand

🤗 Pull my muse into a hug

🐕 Rest their head on my muse’s shoulder/knee

🐶 Nuzzle my muse with their nose [specify a location]

✋ Touch the back of my muse’s hand

🤝 Reach for my muse’s hand to hold it

👗 Fix/Straighten my muse’s clothes

😴 Stand by the bed to see if my muse will let you under the covers with them

🛌 Crawl under the covers with my muse

🥪 Set a plate/tray/bowl of food down for my muse

😚 Kiss my muse on the cheek

Playful

🌸 Put a flower in my muse’s hair

✨ Playfully shove my muse’s shoulder

💃 Pull my muse onto a dance floor/up to dance

🤞 Come up beside them and tap the shoulder opposite where they’re standing

😈 Jump out of the shadows to scare/startle my muse

😛 Stick their tongue out at my muse

😱 Make a silly face at my muse

🤭 Tickle my muse

👃 Poke my muse’s nose

💪 Pick my muse up

Sensual/Sexual

💘 Pull my muse in for a rough kiss

💕 Pull my muse in for a tender kiss

💞 Pull my muse in for a messy/desperate kiss

💖 Lean in to give my muse a sweet/chaste kiss

❤️ Lean in to give my muse a tender kiss

🔥 Pull my muse down by the collar/by their clothes - in a sexy way

😉 Pull my muse in by the hips

😲 Smack my muse’s butt

💋 Kiss my muse’s neck

👌 Push my muse down and give them a massage

👙 Pull [an article of clothing] off my muse

👀 Push my muse down on the bed

👄 Pull my muse onto the bed

[meanwhileinfillory]

“You say ‘amateur’ as if it was a dirty word. 'Amateur’ comes from the Latin word 'amare’, which means to love. To do things for the love of it.”

— Mozart in the Jungle

[alaska-19xx]

[mankeypanky-moved]

〚 sitched『 kim ! 』〛

(  delivered:  josh .  ) :   I’m  so  ready  for  this  week  to  be  over (  delivered:  josh .  ) :   keep  your  schedule  open  for  the  weekend  because  I  need  a  girl’s  night

[ delivered: kim ] i didnt realize i qualified for girls night, its refreshing to see such an open minded perspective

[ delivered: kim ] dont worry jk

[ delivered: kim ] about inviting myself to girls night, not about deconstructing gender norms

[ delivered: kim ] anyway, sorry this week was rough. im sure monique will be more than helpful in the de-stressing department, but i can also keep my schedule open if you think you might need an extra hand ✌️

[mankeypanky-moved]

💙💙💙💙💙 starter call 💙💙💙💙💙

[mankeypanky-moved]

[mankeypanky-moved]

Josh Mankey from Kim Possible by Karla !

[whitepeopletwitter]

[mankeypanky-moved]

Josh’s Band HCs !

After some careful deliberation with some of my most highly trusted consultants I’ve settles on the name: Kare Package

Other contenders included: Buddy System, Tick Check, and Pool Shower

All inspired by Josh’s summers spent at Band/Performing Arts camp in middle school where the band was formed ( very different from camp wannaweep )

Five friends met at their first summer of camp when they were 11/12, and jammed together for two more summers, until the summer before they entered high school

The band still stays together ( mostly ) until the members graduate high school

In high school, they played a variety of small opening gigs/school events/house parties

Toward the end of their musical career, they were mostly playing original tracks

As for original members we have:

Josh Mankey, he/him: Lead Guitar, the cool sensitive one

Charlie Scott, AKA Up-Chuck, he/him: Drums and Back-up Vocals, the fun one

Bella Ferreyros, she/her: Bass and Back-up Vocals, the edgy one

Tyler Andersen, AKA Tander, he/him: Rhythm Guitar, moves away and almost breaks up the band in late high school, charismatic and extroverted, the glue of the group

Fisher Kitridge AKA Kit, they/them: Lead Vocals, the face

Bella and Chuck live in Middleton like Josh, Tander lived in Lowerton, and Kit lives in Upperton, all close enough to meet up for twice-weekly practices in Josh’s garage

[mankeypanky-moved]

〚 @sitched​​​『 kim ! 』the jacket ! 〛

said: kim's cold, she could use a jacket

          Fire code said the venue’s max capacity was one-fifty. There were about half that many people when the first opener got on stage. It was a small space --  a renovated basement underneath a restaurant downtown -- but it was still the biggest gig Josh’s band had ever played. He was nervous.

          There was a tiny room backstage where Josh’s band and the headliners were supposed to wait to go on, but it wasn’t the best place for Josh to try and calm his nerves. He volunteered to work the merch table by the entrance to the venue up until when his band was supposed to perform instead.

          He was leaning back in a fold-out metal chair, one foot kicked up on a milk crate that was overflowing with the headliner’s vinyl. He was trying to watch the first band, but every few seconds he kept checking his phone. He barely even noticed whenever a new patron walked in the front door, even though everytime the door opened a cold draft blew in and caused him to shiver. Once he popped the collar on his jacket, the chills were no longer a problem. The real problem was that Kim still wasn’t there yet.

          Well, actually -- maybe it was more of a blessing.

          The closer it came to show time, the more Josh had convinced himself that his band was gonna totally suck, and if Kim wasn’t there to see them blow it, then her not showing up would be a good thing. On the other hand, he couldn’t help but think that if Kim were there with him, he wouldn’t be so paranoid about bombing in the first place.

          At least he was still thinking straight enough to know that Kim would never stand up his first big gig on purpose. He knew she must have been busy making the world a better place somewhere. Part of him hoped she was just making a quick stop to pull a cat out of a tree and she’d be there any minute. Another, smaller, part of him was hoping for something more akin to preventing nuclear war.

          Just when the first opener announced their final song and did their best to hype the crowd up for his band up next, Josh felt another cool breeze bite at the tip of his nose, but he didn’t register the person walk up to the merch table until she was calling his name.

          He stood up with a jolt -- but like, a totally cool, not-desperate jolt.

          “You made it,” his smooth composure almost completely returned once he met those familiar green eyes. He ducked under the table instead of walking around and popped back up in front of her. “I gotta be on stage in like two seconds.” He placed his hands on her shoulders just so he could be present with her for a moment before he had to go on, but he noticed immediately that she was cold to the touch.

          “Hey,” he said as he started unzipping his jacket. It was an old, worn out garment that his mother had picked up from a cruelty-free shop in Portland on one of her West Coast tours years ago -- faux-sherpa lined and everything. “Here.” He carefully held it out for Kim to slip her arms through. He took another moment to allow reality sink in -- she really made it!! -- before he heard his lead singer call out to him during sound check. “Uh-oh,” he smiled at Kim, then grabbed her hand.

          He pulled her through the thin crowd and into the small room backstage. He caught his breath and looked at her one more time. “I’m really, really glad you’re here.” He leaned in to give her a quick kiss on the cheek. “You’ve got the best seat in the house.” He winked. His bassist practically shoved Josh’s guitar into his hands and dragged him by the collar of his t-shirt onto the stage. Just as Josh was being ushered into the spotlight, he called back to Kim,

          “If we bomb out there, just -- don’t mention it, okay?”

[mankeypanky-moved]

Plotting with Josh is great bc he can fit into any universe/au as the innocent bystander that got sucked into whatever crazy shit

[cant-stand-all-that-bullshit]

[qvotable]

“There’s a corner of my heart that is yours. And I don’t mean for now, or until I’ve found somebody else, I mean forever. I mean to say that whether I fall in love a thousand times over or once or never again, there’ll always be a small quiet place in my heart that belongs only to you.”

— Beau Taplin

[cant-stand-all-that-bullshit]

[mankeypanky-moved]

〚 @sitched​『 kim ! 』texts ! 〛

sent “ø” for a LATE NIGHT text

[ To: Kim Sent 1:13am ] i can’t sleep im having nightmares about marsh meadows                                            on hot dogs [ To: Kim Sent 1:13am ] marshmellows* [ To: Kim Sent 1:14am ] marshmalows? marshmeloughs?  [ To: Kim Sent 1:14am ] im so psychologically scarred that i can’t even spell

[mankeypanky-moved]

〚 @sitched​『 kim ! 』texts ! 〛

Sent ✉ for a text that WASN’T SENT.

[ To: Kim Drafted: 9:48pm ] itd be easier to get over you if your name wasnt in the headlines every time i checked the news [ . . . ] i dont mean i wish you werent on the news. i think what you do is amazing and im glad you keep helping people [ . . . ] im just really trying to move on but everytime i look at my phone i fall for you all over again [ . . . ] its hard is all im saying [ . . . ] for me [ . . . ] i dont even know why im typing this out. i dont want to send it. i dont want you to feel bad for me [ . . . ] i just miss you [ . . . ] even if you dont know it yet i know youre gonna be really happy with him. one of these days youll see how he looks at you and youll know it too [ . . . ] wow this is depressing. i sound like some middle aged male author writing a tween romance novel [ . . . ] okay yeah. maybe ill go write a song about it or something like a normal angsty kid instead of writing some phantom text that will live and die by the pads of my thumbs