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if for sOME REASON ANYONE STILL FOLLOWS THIS BLOG EVEN THO I HAVEN'T POSTED IN LITERAL YEARS
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WHERE I’M AT.
you can currently find me on these blogs:
@wonderloste , @otomates
all are related to otome in some way so ! reminder this blog is on indefinite hiatus and i’m not sure when or if i’ll touch it again but :’) i’m still around & active. xoxo friends.
i’m working on the boy :pleading: @heartjockey
i’ll make my official post when things are more established but... gently lays hands on this blog. i lov u. i’ll see u all on the flip side.
if u have no idea what i’m on about read my last few posts KJNERKHJNM
soooo ... hi there KJNMEKRJHNM
i don’t really owe the internet anything but i do have friends here so i feel like updating what exactly has. happened. 🥺 nothing bad, i haven’t been awol bc of some tragic circumstances this time around lol.
actually my life has kinda entirely changed. i, uh, drove to my partner’s house a bit back and more or less helped them run away from their abusive household and now we’re living together, figuring stuff out, having to work through Life tm and stuff like that. honestly it’s just a huge change and i was already so airheaded about roleplaying before that even happened and then that became a thing and `everything changed` KJNERHM also i graduated college and i have a job and we’re talking about marriage and it’s jUST A LOT happened at one time
tbh i’ve lost muse for most of my characters here, i think that was p obvious before all of this happened... i’ve been floundering with threads for a while now. i still want to roleplay, but as much as i love characters from otome and having a multimuse and being able to focus on w/e muse has my interest in that moment... tbh i really miss having a single character blog where i can just pour ALL of my heart into one character and have everyone interact with them. it is a little disheartening being so split up on a multimuse sometimes bc i have so much passion for certain characters that just aren’t that popular to interact with, or ppl have more passion for interacting with characters who i have sorta fallen out of love with? and it’s really hard to keep up motivation for writing like that, esp when i’m juggling life things in between. i don’t have the time i used to and i don’t have as much of myself to split up between 9347937497 different characters AND fully flesh them out.
writing juliet and kuma where i met a lot of you, i had enough passion for them that i stuck with that one singular muse for YEARS before i lost interest and had to find love elsewhere. i’m... currently in a place where i’d like to try to find that love again. not necessarily with those muses, as much as i loved juliet and mono/kuma, their times have passed.
i want to pick up a singular muse. one single blog. pour all of my devotion into that character. not make the same mistake i did ages ago where i’d make 500 blogs. not make the mistake i did this time adding 100 muses.
i want to come back to roleplaying and rediscover all the passion i had for it bc it’s always made me happy, i don’t really want to leave when i still do have free time i can devote to writing... 🥺
i’m going to spend some time thinking over characters that i actually feel attached to beyond just a passing interest. sdv alex and foodfan sweet tofu are the biggest contenders. louis from code vein too, just having the one blog maybe i could actually focus on DEVELOPING him and being happy w my portrayal. maybe i’ll do something brand new and whip out a random muse even i don’t see coming idk KJNEKRJHNM i need to consider.
whatever i decide to do, i hope i’ll still see some of you around when i figure out what muse/blog setup and all of that. in the meantime, i’m sorry for all the threads that have dragged/dropped while i’ve been trying to figure things out. and i’m sorry to my ship partners, i’ve kinda let y’all down big time kejnrhm. i’m going to take time to consider things.
thank you for reading, sorry for the long post !! nice to see some of you still on my dash <3 i’ll see you soon, i hope? 🥺
please help my entire music rec list has turned into ukranian and russian songs bc the protag of the comic we’re producing / my magical boy oc is russian and his inspo playlist is made up entirely of them i’m crying
idk what anyone is saying but slavic songs are spicy
100 ways to say ‘ i love you ’ sentence starters ↪ skins uk edition. alter as you see fit
“wake up [name], you twat.”
“do you want a coke or something?”
“can i carry your books?”
"i like that you’re funny Iooking.”
"oh thank you, you’re so nice.”
"you fancy me?”
"i think that could have gone a lot worse, don’t you?”
"we’ll miss you, won’t we?”
[ text ] : EAT
"have you always had that mole?”
"i’m respecting. believe me, i’m respecting.”
"you alright? do you want to dance?”
"do you want me to walk you home?”
"we’ll make ourselves comfy, yeah?”
“shall i give you head?”
"i’m gonna get an early night. coming to bed?”
"i’ll give you head - that’s friendship.”
“but what about you? you’ve got bigger problems than me.”
"i like your hair.”
"and i’m really, really sorry for being a slut, okay?”
"i realised something. i’ve been an idiot.”
"and i was hoping maybe you’d give me another chance?”
"you’re clever, funny, and … very, very pretty.”
"so i’ll see you around.”
”[name], you came! i mean, cool, i mean … i wasn’t sure you would.”
“do you think they’ll give us a joint cell?”
"i don’t want this to be difficult.”
"did you get beaten up?”
"i want to speak to you, and i think you want to speak to me.”
"kiss me again.”
"come on, i’m taking you for breakfast.”
"happy birthday, mate.”
"there’s something i have to get off my chest and if i don’t, i’m afraid everything might just totally go to shit.”
"come to bed with me. please.”
"you’re my best friend, but i really don’t know what the fuck you’re on about most of the time.”
"see? i remembered your favourite.”
"look, sorry, [name]. but your mum says we gotta take you home.”
"come out. i’ll get you dancing.”
"do i have to gay you now?”
"right, i know it might seem a bit fast, but, well, i think we’re ready, so, er, [name] … i want you to move in with me.”
"let’s talk. fill me in with everything. every little detail.”
"we can carry on pretending, if it makes you feel any better.”
"and i fucking love you.”
"wow! you’ve got a wacker lot of doughnuts.”
"cheeky.”
"thanks for keeping schtum.”
"hi, i made tea.”
"i brought vodka. was that right?”
"i’ll show you how to do a blowjob.”
"i missed you… i missed you too much.”
"i think you can do anything.”
"it’s also nice just being with you, when you’re not being a prick, that is.”
"you alright?”
"i know you, [name]. i know you’re lonely. i think you need someone to want you. well, i do want you. so be brave. and want me back!”
"fuck you.”
"can’t we just sit like this … for a bit?”
"this is a once-only charity event, you understand?”
"i bought a fucking gateaux.”
"please. can we start again?”
"facebook really needs to hear about this.”
"you’re very stalkable.”
"i was scared!”
"i am so proud of you.”
"don’t you think you’ve had enough?”
"she’s lovely, isn’t she?”
"you look nice in that dress.”
"you are doing so well, sweetheart.”
"so you’re mental, and i’m useless.”
"so, what are we doing next, mystery girl?”
"i’ll never forget you.”
"hi. i got eggs. we can have eggs, yeah? and red bulls and pain au chocolat.”
"i’d die for you. i love you. i love you so much and it’s killing me.”
"don’t take any crap this time.”
"badass.”
"you’ve totally got, like, ‘fuck me’ eyes, girl. totally ‘fuck me sideways’ eyes.”
"maybe we can go together.”
"don’t be an ass hat and people will like you more.”
"i’m trying to understand your way, but you won’t let me.”
"you’ve got quite a rep, but you’re actually pretty sound.”
"you’ve got to stick it to the man, bruv.”
"you need to sort yourself out.”
"remember when we were kids and we used to talk about just… just fucking it, running away and becoming roadies?”
"everything is going to be fine, i promise you.”
"hi, you look nice.”
"you may live your life as you want.”
"we’ll do a girls’ night in.”
"you’re a shape-shifter of happiness.”
"it’s not like we’re getting married! it was one dinner!”
"thank you, my henna-handed honcho.”
"i’m sorry. i was just looking for somewhere a bit quiet.”
"it’s heavenly.”
"why aren’t you here?”
"i tried to ring you.”
"everything’s better. here you are again.”
"i’ll dance with you.”
"what’s happened to you, [name]?”
"i didn’t wanna tell you this when you were all smitten and shit but you can do better.”
“oh, my god! oh, my god! i’m so glad you came!”
"i promise. everything’s going to be alright.”
"i love you.”
I post a lot of emotional n heavy headcanons, may I offer you the knowledge that Alex sings spanish songs with Evelyn while helping her bake sometimes and George rolls his eyes in the bg and pretend to be annoyed.
Also Alex has a shockingly good singing voice. He’s embarrassed by it.
i didn’t say it yesterday but happy pride month !! all of my muses are on the lgbt+ spectrum in various ways depending on the character n this is my first pride month being completely comfy with my identity have a chill june ride those rainbow vibes
side note can we acknowledge how big it is that mainline (western) story of seasons (prev harvest moon) games allow same sex marriage now ... it’s a big deal, i tbqh didn’t think that would happen in my lifetime lmao
otome you’re next. where are my normal lesbian/gay routes that aren’t weird, otome. obey me started the conversation for y’all, now let’s get to it :clap:
Angels in America, Tony Kushner
「 headcanon : alex / abuse tw. 」
Haley over here making me think about Alex’s actual feelings towards his mother because it’s never quite as simple as “I wanted to protect her” even though that’s overall what’s presented and genuinely how Alex DID feel ultimately. Under a cut for v blunt abuse talk.
ah yes we love june with it’s whammy of father’s day and then alex’s mom’s death anniversary a week after that and then alex’s birthday about 2 weeks after that in july
happy june
「 headcanon : gale - reposting from archived blog. 」
▌𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋 𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄 : Gale Dumitru. ??? ▌𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐄 𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐍 : Single - by default, verse / interaction dependent. Has never been in a relationship with anyone or caught feelings thus far, at all, ever.
▌𝐀𝐁𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐑 𝐏𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐒 : Gale is powerful, though the extent of his magic’s power is a mystery to all except him. In truth, he specializes in light & life magic, in direct contrast to the Witch (Vivi), whom he despises. He draws upon the power of the earth to mend and heal what has been broken or lost and, by doing so, makes an unspoken pact with the earth to give back to it, when it should need it. Thus, Gale only falls ill when the earth saps him of his magic & life force, which can last from hours to months. It’s a give & take. Specifically, he can : heal wounds, mend serious injuries, bring creatures & people back from the dead, extend a human's life force indefinitely / effectively grant immortality in a sense, drain entire forests of life or restore life flowing through entire forests, revive wilted plants / wither living plants, manipulate the health of living beings, soothe troubled minds & aching bodies, calm fevers / heal illnesses, ‘communicate’ with plants & animals & elements, etc, etc. Through minor magic he can : crafts potions, salves & various remedies to tackle a plethora of problems, particularly health related, see glimpses into the future regarding one’s life & well being, read the future via palms / cards, etc ... etc. Very fortune-teller-esque stuff, which gives room for skeptics in town not to believe he’s actually magical. This is a whole huge meta I need to make, there’s a lot more to it. ▌𝐄𝐘𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐑 : He has heterochromia. His left eye is green, his right is yellow. ▌𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐑 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐑 : Naturally, his hair is a silver-ish / gray-ish blonde. ▌𝐅𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐘 𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐒 : Gale has never had a family. He simply remembers blinking into existence one day. No childhood, no mother, no father, no siblings. Once there was darkness, and then there was light. ▌𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐒 : He does not keep pets, but he has a large quantity of wild animals who often seek him out for companionship. ▌𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 : Cruelty, harming nature / animals, putting the lives of flora / animals beneath humans, standoffish people, dishonesty, trespassers, dark magic, curses / cursed items, the Witch. ▌𝐇𝐎𝐁𝐁𝐈𝐄𝐒 / 𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐒 : Gardening, reading ( various books, mostly potion / magic or scholarly related, but occasionally fiction & nonfiction both pop up ), stargazing, potion mixing, dancing, exploring, excavation, painting, music ( plays the flute & harp ). ▌𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐔𝐑𝐓 𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄 : Yes. ▌𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄 : No. Highly prioritizes life, even of those he does not feel are good people. ▌𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌 : Elk deer. ▌𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐇𝐀𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐒 : Can tend to come off insensitive or apathetic due to the fact he very rarely, if ever, expresses his emotions visually. He has gotten into the habit of maintaining a monotone deadpan, making him rather unapproachable and intimidating to many. He also tends to drift off into daydreams when people are talking to him without realizing it. ▌𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐃𝐄𝐋𝐒 : The only beings he holds in high regard in such a way are the Harvest gods, and even then, he doesn’t particularly see them as role models. ▌𝐒𝐄𝐗𝐔𝐀𝐋 𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 : Demisexual. In order for any attachment to form in terms of attraction, he must first come to have feelings for someone through deep emotional ties. ▌𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 𝐎𝐍 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐆𝐄 / 𝐊𝐈𝐃𝐒 : The thought has never crossed his mind considering he’s been alive for centuries & simply has never had feelings for anyone. He is not opposed to the idea of marriage, though he may be apprehensive with children simply because he’s unsure how families work or whether he’d be any good at it. That said, if the subject is ever brought up, he’ll speak fondly on the fantasy of marriage & family. ▌𝐒𝐓𝐘𝐋𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒 : Has no clue what any of the fashion trends are. He dresses just as mystical as one may expect of a wizard who spends most of his time in the woods ... although, beneath the jeweled coat and mysterious exterior, he’s very simple. Plain black shirts and pants, etc. He considers his style to be very underplayed and wouldn’t like anything flashy or over the top. Or ordinary, for that matter. He likes the way he dresses, it’s comfortable. ▌𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 : His love is for nature, though depending on his relationship with any ship partners, they would absolutely be his first love in every sense / meaning of the phrase. ▌𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐀𝐂𝐇 𝐓𝐎 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏𝐒 : Although he may seem difficult to befriend because of the first impression his demeanor leaves, he’s actually very friendly and open to forging friendships with just about anyone. It does take a lot to actually get close to him, but becoming casual friends is very simple. He’s honest and blunt, meaning he’s easy to communicate with and is always willing to help those who approach him for it. That being said, he’s been alone for decades at a time and rarely interacts with humans. He’s very awkward. ▌𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐊 : Coffee. Sweet, sweet coffee. ▌𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐀𝐓 : Anywhere surrounded by nature, if not at home. Flower fields. Hills under the moon. On the shores of the beach. In the heart of a forest. In the depths of a cave. Etc. He simply likes being surrounded by earth. ▌𝐒𝐖𝐈𝐌 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐂𝐄𝐀𝐍 : Both, though the lake is preferable simply for the calmness that it offers. ▌𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐓𝐘𝐏𝐄 : He likes to be around people who are kindhearted & warm, or at the very least, gentle. He doesn’t mix well with those who have haughty attitudes and think themselves above others. Someone humble & down to earth, who is capable of sitting and enjoying the quiet without making things awkward. They must respect nature and be understanding of his strange opinions on the creatures that live within it, as someone who can communicate with the earth. Those who are patient and honest with him will be best in his company. If one shows him tenderness, he will return it tenfold. ▌𝐂𝐀𝐌𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐑 𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐎𝐑𝐒 : Outdoors, always.
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can i ask which mods you use? it all looks so nice. *u*//
aaa sorry i’m late to seeing this, i’ve been distracted playing games & writing but!!
i used this list to build the majority of my aesthetic modlist. i think all the visual mods i have are on there. except for my portrait mod, which is this one.
hope this helps!! uwu
alex you’re so embarrassing
for ur consideration:
the little bun that alex puts his hair in when he’s working out...
been playin animal parade recently
rotinthedark.
Funny how Sebastian was so used to aggressive tones that he didn’t flinch when Alex’s came out (uncharacteristic as it was), but it was the softening after that made him uncomfortable.
He never knew what to do with glowing compliments and praise. Let alone a seemingly sincere desire for him to stay and be okay. Being sad if he was gone. Easier to just dismiss it as bullshit.
Though, he supposed that wasn’t helped by the topic of conversation bringing his addiction to the forefront of his mind and vehemently reminding him that he hadn’t satiated his craving in a while. A finger began idly tapping against his jeans, a physical manifestation of the oncoming struggle of resisting its call while standing there with the jock. He was responsible enough to avoid secondhand exposure as much as he could, but if their little scene at the dock was any indication—
Well, he couldn’t be certain how easily he’d let him leave and fill his lungs with smoke. No matter how worse and worse that need became.
He turned away from the taller boy, licking his lips and hiding his face behind the curtain of black hair. He’d heard it all before, from Sam and Abigail and his mother and Demetrius and Maru and Harvey (every fucking visit)—and for that reason, he was right. He hated preaching, hated being told what to do, hated the guilt trips and sad looks, and Alex’s demeanor was so close to that edge that of course he’d assume he was taking the same route and fall back on practiced resentment in response. The expected defensiveness from a perceived confrontation and cornering. Making him feel bad for his own coping mechanisms. Because no matter what decision he made for himself, someone had something to say about it.
Alex had no fucking idea what he put up with at home. Sebastian wasn’t about to sacrifice the crutch that kept him sane just to make him feel better.
“… You’re a goddamn sap, you know that?” Sebastian scoffed, fingers sliding more directly over the pack, dying to pluck one out and light up. Licking his lips with a steadying breath; these conditions were dangerously prime for his temper to escape his control. “It’s not like I’m gonna die overnight. Tone it down.” This was a guilt trip, no matter what he said. “I’ve heard all this shit before, and it’s not gonna change anything. So, stop looking at me like that. Like the sad puppy dog routine’s gonna turn me around when it’s NOT.”
Feeling his resolve beginning to crack, the beginnings of frustration in his system, he submitted enough to deftly pluck a cigarette out just to, at least, appease himself with the sensation of it between his fingers. “… You care. Great. Fantastic. Appreciate it. You can discuss it with Sam and Abby about it, if you want, but you’re getting the same answer. I’m NOT quitting. I need this. More than you know. Leave it alone.”
Stubborn to a fault, always.
In retrospect, perhaps their strange friendship starting the way it did that night on the pier was a blessing. Alex wouldn’t be able to say he’s surprised by the reaction he gets from Sebastian, because he’d already expected it, in a way. It’s not so much a case of just knowing him better now, though. He’s not stupid. He understands the frustrations that go into these things -- it’s the same for Pam and Shane, for his father way back in the day, for his mother becoming too reliant on medications... All different from each other, some more extreme, some outright violent, but all difficult in their own way. A vice is a vice is a vice.
He’s not angry. Sebastian isn’t his father. Isn’t Shane or Pam. But for a moment, he’s sure he can recall having a similar argument with his mother back in the day, young as he’d been. He was less level headed, back then.
“Does my honesty scare you?” It’s a pretty blunt question and probably not the response the other man was expecting. He assumes that’s what it is, current context of the conversation aside. Maybe he is just frustrated and angry, but he’s not sure that’s the case, at least not entirely. He’s seen what anger looks like. The more upset he sees him act, the less he’s sure it’s straight anger he’s witnessing. “It’s not a ‘sad puppy dog’ routine. It’s just honesty. It’s caring about friends and family, people you love. I would say the same to Sam. And frankly, I think he should wear a helmet on his skateboard, even if he looks like a doofus.” It’s a bit of a lighthearted quip. He always does that, because it suits him. “But I don’t want to talk about it with other people behind your back. I want to tell you that I care, not them.”
Maybe he can’t understand everything about him beyond his assumptions, but one thing he knows for sure is what it looks like to crack under the pull of an addiction. So when he plucks a cigarette to hold, Alex doesn’t hesitate to walk forward. However, rather than reach for the object itself, knowing it’d just make things more heated, he wraps his arms around Sebastian’s waist and rests his chin on his shoulder from behind. Unlike his grip on him at the dock, this time it’s loose.
“Don’t smoke around the times we’re together. I’ll carry candy for you.”
It’s a quiet request, half mumbled. It’s not like they spend every day together or they don’t have their own schedules most of the week. He doesn’t find it particularly invasive and -- in all honesty -- he’s just asking for something Sebastian had been doing anyways. But, judging by the lopsided smile he has when he shifts to look at him from the corner of his eye, he’s precisely aware of just that. One would probably think, what’s the point, then? And yet... His smile only holds for a moment before his expression turns sincere.
“Please.”