so uh is anyone still around on this blog
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so uh is anyone still around on this blog
*chinhands*
I still apologize for disappearing. The longer I’m away from this place the worse I feel about it.
BUT GUESS WHO GOT THEMSELF A FREAKING CAREER AND SHIT.
Send ‘a moment of weakness’
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and the generated outcome will be used for a small drabble scenario or starter. { tw violence, possible noncon/dubcon implications, nsfw }
Your muse is emotionally compromised and breaking down.
My muse is emotionally compromised and breaking down.
Your muse is smashed drunk and incoherent.
My muse is completely drunk and incoherent.
Your muse is tied up (how and why is up to the mun)
My muse is all tied up (how and why is up to the mun)
Your muse is surrounded by thugs up to no good and mine happens to pass by.
My muse is surrounded by thugs up to no good and yours happens upon this.
Your muse is having a vivid nightmare and is shouting out brokenly.
My muse is having a vivid nightmare and is crying out in their sleep.
Your muse has been drugged with a aphrodisiac and is out of it, needing release.
My muse has been drugged with a aphrodisiac and is in a haze, needing release.
Your muse is being beat up by mine, something your muse did must of been the last straw.
My muse is being beat up by yours, something they did must of been the last straw.
Your muse is being kept hostage and mine has just rescued them.
My muse is kidnapped and yours has just rescued them.
Your muse has been beaten badly and is in bad shape, mine happens to find them.
My muse is been beaten badly and is in bad shape, yours finds mine in this state.
Your muse falls very ill and continues activities even if they seem on the verge of passing out.
My muse is sick and continues daily routine even though they seem on the verge of passing out.
Your muse is in a frightened or nervous state (why is up to the mun)
My muse is in a frightened or nervous state (why is up to the mun)
Your muse is being punished by mine.
My muse is being punished by yours.
Your muse is temporarily blind.
My muse is temporarily blind.
Your muse has suddenly sprained an ankle and can’t walk.
My muse has suddenly sprained an ankle and can’t walk.
Your muse has blackmail over mine.
My muse has blackmail over yours.
Your muse catches mine naked.
My muse catches yours naked.
Mun chooses.
I am not violent. I am not malicious. I am a result.
Death, The Book Thief (via literatureandfilms)
"...." Nonchalantly pets the wolf, scratching him behind the ears.
The wolf looks up, almost doing the canine equivalent of raising an eyebrow as he looked curiously up at the woman. She was either stupid, or very ballsy to come up to a very large, strange animal and pet it. He could respect that.
He lowered his head a little, turning his head so she could scratch at some particularly good spots.
“After trying a mocha the other day, I learned that I’m allergic to chocolate. Fine, I hated that shit anyway. Black coffee it is.”
tfw most other werewolf rpers are Teen Wolf related
Ok I'm sorry but the ending of your weewolf drabble made me spit my coffee on my friend so I would just like to pop in and say well done
HEHE my apologies to your friend but thank you! :D
Legends of fearsome werewolves stalking human prey among the dense pine forests of northern America were always plentiful; stories of beasts stories tall that could kill humans as easily as bugs, their howls causing madness, normal humans falling ill with the were-sickness after mysterious bites.
Less so was told about the oddly large Mexican wolf that wandered the Mojave desert alone with it’s companion, a naked cat with a gold chain that seemed perfectly content with it’s lot in life. At first glance, one could mistake the wolf for a coyote; the tall build and the mottled tan-brown fur gave the distinct impression, but approaching closer, one would quickly notice the wolf was much too large to be a coyote, the teeth in it’s mouth longer and sharper than those of any canine, it’s eyes... too human.
It had taken Jonah a long time to figure out that shifting was... well, an art. It was hard. As a wolf, it took constant will and determination not to let the animal’s mind and instincts take over, and a few times... he’d lost that battle. It wasn’t unlike blacking out drunk and waking up in a new world all over again, each time. He had no idea how much time he had lost in these intervals.
Now that the full moon was closer again, he found himself changing almost against his will, but at least this time - he’d retained control. He lifted a paw to examine as he wandered through the darkest back alleys of the city.
‘How am I supposed to go for In n Out when I have these?’
woof woof awoo
Fuck that anon, you do whatever the hell you want no matter who shoots you down. This blog is for YOU, and YOU ALONE. YOUR pleasure. YOUR entertainment. And NOT ANYONE ELSE before you.
I don’t think the anon was trying to be mean or stop me from doing what I’d like with my blog. They were just looking out for me, since I’m stepping back into the rp scene right at the end of what seems to be a big upheaval.
My blog is for me, correct, but I will always be mindful of the fact that other people read my blog and are affected by the things I put on it. That’s why I’ve always encouraged people to talk to me if they want an rp to go a certain way, and the importance of tagging and read mores and possibly not putting things on the dash at all when they don’t need to be there.
My blog is for fun, but the fun stops when you start hurting people who read it, and I’m always gonna be mindful of that and I don’t mind people cautioning me about my content!
I’m keeping this url but I’m gonna redesign to be an indie oc most likely just ‘cause I don’t reaaally play TF2 anymore and I don’t have a lot of personal connection to the fandom anymore, I’m really into supernatural lore and such these days and I wanna go for that yay
don't even come back fam i mean like not in a I'm not happy to see you sense more in a "good lord it's all gone to middle school" sense there's cliques and lunch fights and kids passing notes and honestly just. Please stay safe, u and ur qt wolfboy
I can see that, but I honestly am. just not gonna be involved? I am already not involved.
I was already gonna make Jonah an indie oc anyway I was like, literally about to post about it hueheuheh I spent my entire day thinking of making him a werewolf
Snarls as he chews through a big chunk of rawhide.
I have also injured my shoulder (hopefully I won't need surgery or anything) and the doctor ordered me to take it easy. Which may be an excuse to get back to writing
Tumblr ate half my post wtf. I was writing that college has been really competitive and keeping me super busy, and I tend to get more anxious about coming back the longer I've been away, but I'm gonna try starting to post again soon.
Hello I miss you all <3 Since starting at my super competitive college life has been really busy and I'm weird in the way I get increasingly nervous the longer I'm away, like I get more scared of coming back and posting because I feel people will be mad at me 8D; But I'd like to try and post something tonight idk