Still burning

Multi-muse penned by Melinda.

[ikilledtherpc-deactivated202011]

yall will really be like “if you want to write a purple prose filled, 2k word self para on how much your oc wants to touch little kids, go for it! this is fiction!! if ur white and your oc wants to spit on a muse of color and shout racial slurs at them while they tell them to go back to where they came from, you and your creative outlets are valid!! no one can censor your writing! you are not your characters!!”

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wardati:

The look on her face spells out confusion in big bold tired ass letters. “What?” She only shakes her head smiling out of grievance for even saying anything in the first place. “Not as much as where this conversation is going.” Lux will think twice before complimenting him again. She pops her gum. “Long time no see. You’ve not been missed. ”

    “Oh come on,” he says and there is laughter in his tone as he steps forward to wrap an arm around her shoulder. “You know you missed me. Everyone misses me, it’s all part of the charm and appeal that comes with me -- well, me.” Cocky? Confident? Not caring much about personal space? David was in rare form today. “Where you been? I haven’t seen you in a couple of weeks.” Possible lie. He had a bad habit of seeing people without them seeing him. “Everything good?”

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@wardati sent 💬 for a random line of dialogue. (accepting)

“The way you flirt is shameful.”

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@trialogues sent 💬 for a random line of dialogue. (accepting) 

“Move away from the door and let me at him.”

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@diosasbody sent 💬  for a random line of dialogue (accepting)

“What’s in the bag and why are you hiding it here?”

[trialogues-blog-deactivated2023]

❝ i don’t want to feel this way about anyone else. ❞ dashe.

short stories meme - accepting

So, they’re here again? In the place where David is waiting and Ashe doesn’t know what the fuck to say? They keep ending up here again. He doesn’t want to feel this way about anyone else? What did that even mean, really? He replays the words and wishes he had a damn David-to-Ashe dictionary. Better yet, a translator, one that could pick up inflections and gazes and the weight of their silences. Shit would sure be a hell of a lot easier.

Theres an exhale and a hand running through some eternally out of place hair, Ashe wasn’t even entirely sure he wanted to know the full extent of Davids feelings. He was perfectly fine with where they were.

He can’t decide whether he should be nodding or shaking his head right now so he’s somewhere in between with his head moving in these small circles, looking like a damn bobblehead. 

“So don’t?” Well, that came out a little snappier than he wanted it to. “What do you want me to say to that, man? Cause I—Just tell what you want me to say and I’ll say it alright? ‘Cause this shit is…it’s confusing”

[justanotherrpmeme]

Send 💬  for me to make you a starter with a random line of dialogue from this generator.

[venuschains]

while i’m here .. please be nice & respect & give thanks to your moc ( mutuals of color ) and roc ( roleplayers of color ) .. it’s really us like 99.999999% of the time who make the posts calling out racism and making yall think intersectionally on the plain posts that say the same thing over and over like ‘respect female muses’ when it’s mainly nonwhite female muses who get ignored and ‘roleplay with trans & nonbinary muses’ when again it’s mainly nonwhite trans & nonbinary muses who get left behind, we make the resources for your roleplays to look different so you don’t have holland rodent and cold sprouts on every blog, the themes, pages, and icons that you can actually see so we can combat ableism and have discussions about that as well

we’re the ones who make yall think twice and open your eyes and are the first ones who jump up to try and make things fair for everyone in this community, so sometimes a thanks or a nice message every once in a while can go a long way for us because we really don’t have to do any of this shit! for anybody! but we do because we care and we want to be inclusive and make sure everyone is feeling safe while we do this hobby even if it comes at a cost to us in the form of harassment, slurs in our inbox, or death threats or even worse than that, just please be kind to us because we do a lot, we’ve always done a lot when it’s not required of us at all

[rakshaasa-archive-deactivated20]

This post is for white women that really need a wake up call; it could be better worded but I don’t have time to sit down and write it properly right now- but I also don’t want to not say it:

Writing characters of color cannot come from any place other than one of genuine compassion, understanding, and respect. You need to care about, empathize with, and respect our experiences, our stories, our culture, our beliefs, and most importantly, /us/. It’s not enough to slap a few coats of brown on someone, add some rolled R’s to their name, and call it good, and it’s not enough to make cultures into an aesthetic and say that’s appreciation. You have to genuinely give a damn about us as people if you want to write us well- it’s that simple.

Like, let me explain it in a way you might understand: it’s like… you can tell when a movie director is a misogynist because any women in the movies are objectified, written poorly, and treated like props for the men. You can tell they don’t care about women as people, even if they say they do and they don’t honk they’re a bad person! They don’t think of women as having stories worthy of being told or of being treated like complex human beings with their own goals, emotions, dreams, and fears. Women are props, an afterthought, more for the benefit of the men consuming the material and the writer themself than for women. There are countless examples in popular media of this and loads of articles about how this is harmful and bad. That’s not to say men have never written good women characters, but they are few and far between because lbh, they don’t tend to care about women besides as objects.

Now apply the same thought to people of color. We are also people, just as much as you are, and we too have our own thoughts and emotions and all that regular human stuff. But you all don’t treat us that way. You like us as your exotic lovers or aggressive protectors or selfless and ready-to-Die-for-your-white-ass friends. Or maybe you’ve moved past that- maybe you write us because “representation” or for brownie points with your non-white friends. But even from a point of good intent, if you don’t have compassion for us, if you don’t /respect/ us as actual human beings and care about our experiences (and how they’re different and similar to yours), your representation of people of color is going to suck, point blank. Anything but the utmost compassion and empathy for us means you’re writing us for white consumption just like straight men write women for male consumption. And that’s not good representation!

Take those frustrations you feel when men dehumanize you for something you have no control over and try and apply them to yourself in regards to the portrayal of people of color. Look at the little things they do and see how they disregard your complaints and ignore what you say and continue to only care about writing/making/directing things for their own pleasure, then look at yourself and look hard. Examine how you view people of color with the care you would want a man to examine his own prejudices against women. Think about how even if you don’t think you’re racist, you may unconsciously support racism, just like men with wives and daughters and mothers don’t think they’re misogynists even if they’re obviously sexist assholes. Consider how you would like women to be written with respect and empathy and realize that people of color too deserve that same consideration.

Basically, before you write characters of color, you need to care about us as people. Until then, your characters are going to suck and that’s that.

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wulflune:

        a firm nod and a hand over her heart. ❛ on my honor. ❜ she’d be delighted to help. of course, she will do everything she can to help piper keep her hair from getting wet; she’d really hate to contribute to her beautiful braids getting ruined! merilee dips a toe in the water and is greeted by warm, rolling waves. it’s not long before she’s waist deep, her head back and her arms thrown out wide. she shuts her eyes and simply basks in the golden beams that warm her body. she loves summer!

    She has to admit that it’s nice to have someone say they don’t mind helping her with the hair situation. Piper had gotten her hair wet once after getting braids and she promised that she would never let it happen again. The approach to the water was slow as most her time was spent watching the other enjoy herself. This was a nice ch from her day job so she slips into the water and lets the waves wash over her. A few moments pass of sweet silence, of just the sound of waves pushing up gainst their bodies. “This is my first time back at the beach in a while,” she admits as she runs a hand through the water. “Last time I was here, this guy tried hitting on and I made him sink to the bottom of the ocean.”

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trialogues:

“OH.” He pauses to process that. His body got the message pretty damn quick with all the blood that was rushing to his face, but his brain needed a little more time to catch up and form a sentence or two. He opens his mouth to speak. Closes it again. Embarrassing. Why was it that whenever he did ANYTHING, David had to take it to a completely different level? What did he do to deserve this? Nothing. He gives him a shrug and a look that he hopes conveys ‘Actually, I take it back. Carry on, douchebag’ well enough for him to not say shit.

He walks and talks, following him “…You haven’t and we’re watching all of them because you bein’ in some top secret shit and not at least vaguely knowing of the series of movies about top secret shit is a fuckin’ sin. It should be apart of the training. DAY ONE: Men in Black Trilogy. DAY TWO: all the X-Men movies. DAY THREE: the whole Bourne Series. Maybe throw in a Bond film here or ther—” 

And then he sees it.

“—Oh, for fucks sake. Of course you’re the fucking Lambo.”

    David has earned a full masters degree in Ashe at this point and there is nothing he loves more than when he manages to get him quiet for a few seconds. So when Ashe just responds with an expressive oh and a shrug, it all reads loud and clear. All he can do is chuckle and smile as he heads over to the car. “I’m glad that we could reach a mutual understanding on this issue.” He’ll come back to this later, he decides, when the two of them have a little more privacy (who knows though, Ashe might have preferred it this way).

    “All of them? As in more than one? Hollywood made than one of these movies and you want me to sit down and watch them? I’m not saying no, but... No. I’ve seen some of the X-men movies. The original one from a couple years ago. Bourne? James Bond? What do you think my life is like?” 

    While Ashe is busy gawking at the car, David slips inside and smirks at him. “What? You like it? Come see how pretty the inside is.”

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wulflune:

OPEN

              the sun is low in the sky, kissing the surface of the ocean. the rental car is parked nearby and she’s found them a nice, rare tree to cast some shade on their little set up on the sand. ❛ up, up, up! ❜ meri claps her hands, walking backwards towards the water. it glitters against the raining sunlight. ❛ let’s get in there before the sun sets! ❜    

    Piper doesn’t mind the beach, she promises. She has no qualms with it and at the right moments, she might even enjoy it. The problem is this -- the idea of getting sand or water in her hair is enough to stop her from coming. Ever. So currently as Meri is heading towards the water, she is under the tree putting her hair in a high ponytail to avoid messing up her braids. “I have a condition for getting in the water,” she says as she finally follows. “If my hair gets wet, you gotta help me take these down.”

[ofvigilantism]

*presses my mouth right up against the mic*

can ya’ll stop making gif icons where tessa is the same shade as a white person? thnks.

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trialogues:

“Insulting Jersey too? Oh, you’re just beggin for me to embarrass you at this shit, now aren’t you? I might just slip up and start talkin like The Situation in there while y’all are sippin wine and chattin about stocks and bonds. And if you’re half-ass complimentin me, I need more than a ‘almost cute’. Gimme a ‘kinda handsome’ a ‘sorta sexy’. One of those.” 

“I’m gonna pretend you didn’t just NEURAWHAT me because I know there is no way you haven’t seen Men in Black, right? Right.” The keys come into view and his eyes immediately dart from them to David and back again. Approximately how eager should he look to drive this fucking thing? He says nothing for a few seconds, letting passing cars and the rest of the citys noise take over, then he caves. 

 “—Alrightyeahmaybe”

    “You sure you wanna go down that road? I don’t take lightly to being embarrassed in public and I’m not big into playing fair.” He took a page from Ashe’s playbook and closed the space between them, stepping all up in the other mutant’s personal space with a smirk on his face. “Only one of us has a thing for getting bent over in public and I’m not above shoving you up against some artwork and showing everyone how sorta sexy you can be with my fingers inside of you.” 

    David has this smile on his face that just says try me. 

    “Of course, all of us have seen whatever the movie is you just mentioned. I get pop culture and all that shit.” He knows the waiting game and presses the button to unlock the car just because he likes to watch Ashe squirm. David passes him the keys and steals a kiss before heading to the car. “This one is a push button, you’ll love it.”

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trialogues:

To say Ashe is not looking forward to this bullshit would be an enormous understatement, but he knew if he didn’t at least show up, he’d never be able to live it down. “Fuck, why are you all GRINNIN and shit? Do I really look that bad? I don’t look that bad. I tried. I attempted with the formal wear. Give me some credit.” A scoff leaves him when a hand comes up to touch his cheek. “Nah, you don’t get to pull that on me ‘cause I look like a fuckin prick—I look like YOU actually—and it’s your fault so…so there…” theres no venom in his words as he’s more amused by his own misfortune than anything else.

— DID SOMEONE SAY BACK OUT??

“Oh, trust me I thought about turning back around multiple times, but you’d hold it over my head and I’m not havin that. Imma go be snooty with with you for a couple hours and then pretend like this never fuckin happened. You got a neuralyzer in your Handy Dany Bag of Secret Agent Shit? ‘Cause you could use that on me and I’d be cool with it. I promise.”

    David has to keep himself from laughing right off the back as soon as Ashe opens his mouth. It’s a natural reaction to the self-deprecation and complaining about formal wear. “Stop bitchin, you look good. If I didn’t know you, I might even find you almost cute.” The comment about looking like a prick makes his brow arch up at this really nice angle. “If you’re saying that you look good as shit, then yeah, I guess you do sort of look like me. The Jersey version, less refined and more... whatever this is.”

    Alright, he actually has to laugh now. This isn’t the first time that they’ve been to fancy shit like this together before. David gets invites all the time and some of them he throws away and others of them, well, he makes Ashe go with him for a good time. “You think I’d do that to you? Hold it over your head? I’m almost hurt. Neurawhat? That isn’t a real thing.” He reached into his pocket for the keys to his car. “Will driving make you feel better? I know how important your ego is.”

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@trialogues

    He knows that getting Ashe to do “fancy” shit is rare and so when the other man aggrees to actually going with him to an art gallery... well, let’s just say that David has trouble not smiling for a while. 

    The meeting place is the usual spot and he show up a little early, most because he loves seeing Ashe coming towards. “You actually showed,” he says reaching out to caress the other mutants cheek. “I’m shocked. You sure you don’t wanna back out now?”

[emogyptian-deactivated20160908]

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