Hungry Like The Wolf

he/they - 28yo ✧ neurospicy ✧ multi-muse rp blog - MINORS DNI! est. 2012 (moved from mypandora-box)

[rotten-pupper]

permanent starter call

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like this post for a short starter but pls specify which muse in IM, comments or ask :)

multi-muse rp blog, 25+, est. 2012 ( main blog, the one i follow and moved the rp from: mypandora-box, art blog, currently taking commisions: weorthsige ) MDNI!

RULES - MUSES - FYI - MEMES

[antlered-vixen]

I am so tired of short-attention-span, trim-the-fat culture. All writing advice these days is for how to write like Chuck Palahniuk. "Cut 'think', cut 'feel', cut 'wonder' - only action, only pushing forward, show and move and move and move." What if I could emulate this style, and still don't want to? What if I want to write like Henry James, with three paragraphs of introspective musings between each dialogue line? The music advice is, "make it shortform, make it Tik-Tok compatible, make it punchy, hit the refrain as soon as possible." What if I want that 10-minute prog rock piece? What if I want that symphony? What if I want it slow and luxurious and lazy? Movies. Series. Poetry. Bodies. Everything is "trimmed trimmed trimmed trimmed, stripped bare, you have three seconds to win me over, make it airport chic." I don't want to win you over, then, I guess. I want the fat left it. I want the pleasure and the indolence and the indulgence. Fuck this art-advice that's always "your art needs Ozempic."

[redstonedust]

you think you're sooooooooo funny huh? well you are. i find you a delight to be around and im glad you have the self confidence to recognise it. i love you.

[scribeherself]

[rotten-pupper]

Sera settled back in their booth, shaking her head slowly in disbelief at his song choices. Of course he'd pick these, they were so... him. Especially Queen, of all bands, and Elton John. In her head it just worked.

"Fine. Three songs, but you'll get me a tequila shot before you start it, I might as well sing along from this excellent spot we've picked." She bumped her shoulder lightly against his as she took a sip of her beer.

"Now for the final song, as I requested, Dreams by Fleetwood Mac since I can't really come up with a Brazilian one for you to sing without you absolutely ruining it. No offense intended." She shrugged as she brought the bottle to her lips once more, downing it quickly so she could move to the tequila shot. "So, does it sound good enough of a deal for you?"

[xcapereality]

A pout formed on Steven's lips at the shake of Sera's head. "Those are great songs Sera," he told her, crossing his arms over his chest as he contemplated what sort of thoughts were going on in that head of hers.

At her request, Steven replied with a small nod of his head as he eyed the bar a crowd of people away. 'Just like the morning buses...' he thought to himself. He wasn't particularly fond of having to push through a group of people - but then just like he traveled to work in the morning - he would do what he had to do, especially for his friend. "Fair enough," he agreed, smiling over at her as he felt her shoulder bump his.

Steven let out a huff at Sera's attempt at an insult. "Keep throwing insults my way, might just drag you up there with me. We can reenact Stevie and Lindsey's awkward stare down during their 1997 performance," he suggested, an attempt of a mischievous grin on his face. After his comment, he quickly went to the bar to retrieve a tequila shot for Sera and a water for himself. He wasn't much of a drinker and he had already had his fair share for the night. He returned with both beverages in hand and placed them down on the table as Sera asked her question. "Sounds good to me. Still think you should join me for the last song. Stare down or not...I promise it will be fun."

[rotten-pupper]

Sera thanked Steven for the drink with a small nod of her head, quickly reaching for it and downing it before she uttered a single word. There was no need to say 'cheers', he was having water and she was going to have just this one more before calling it.

She did notice how uncomfortable he seemed having to move past all that crowd, the loud noise, the lights--reminded her of herself, how tough it was to actually just bare with it most of the time. But the alcohol dulled most of those, simply allowing her to engage better socially and ignore most of the things that usually made her skin crawl.

"I might join you for the last song, but it'll depend on how well you go with the ones you picked." she teased him a bit more, hiding the bashful smile trying to form on her lips as a natural response to his attempt at a mischievous grin. "I'll be sticking to water as well from now on, but the tequila did hit the right spot for me to feel bold enough to sing... maybe."

Sera felt her cheeks burning and she wasn't quite sure if it was the amount of alcohol or the way the lights caught Steven's expression. Both were dangerous options. She shook her head slightly, dislodging those thoughts and dapping his shoulder to encourage him.

"Now off you go, let me hear you hitting those high notes you seem to enjoy that much. I'm sure I can all learn a thing or two from a pro like you before making my first public debut." she winked at him playfully, then leaned back on her seat making herself more comfortable. "I might even indulge you a little more and reenact the Stevie and Linday's awkward stare down you mentioned."

[twentythousandvolts]

early stages of friendship are Soooo embarrassing like yea sorry....... it's me again............ i enjoy talking to you and spending time with you....... you can shoot me point blank if you want i dont mind

[theoptia]

“I surrender myself to everything … my heart a dark and almighty mystery.”

— Nikos Kazantzakis, from Saviors of God

[frenchvelvetkisses]

If we’re making out and you start making those little needy please sounds into my mouth... congratulations, I’m going to ruin your life for the next three hours. I hope you didn't have plans.

[meowdy-n-rowdy]

@EVERYONE PLEEEAASSSE

cough cough. @collar-i-hardly-know-her @hisfuckeduppuppy you guys have first dibs

[caterpie]

Metal Gear Solid (1998)

[iamyounicorn]

[guy whose bedtime is approaching fast] I need to write one billion words right now. and draw everything that has ever existed.

[dxmnedderelict]

“Hey, do you want to ship-“

I’ve already invited you to collab on my Pinterest board. 🥰☺️

[doiiboy]

I’ve been thinking a lot about pretty boys recently. Pretty boys who act all cute and desperate. Pretty boys who like to be called puppy. Pretty boys who like to bite and get bit. Pretty boyss

[halo-lll-odst]

i think more robots should be disabled actually. robots whose bodies keep falling apart and need much more consistent repairs. robots whose bodily upkeep is hard and laborious and exhausting. robots who physically cant do things without help from another individual. robots who are imperfect and dont fit the bill of a flawless machine. i want more of this waiter please bring me more disabled robots

[mcpayne]

genuinely the funniest photo i've seen in a minute

[re-homophobic]

I'm not british but "daft cunt" is such a funny insult but I couldn't say it without sounding like one myself

[killfridge]

It's a shame they aren't making music anymore

[xcapereality]

continued from [ x ] @rotten-pupper

Steven thought over the words that Sera said. He felt as thought he had pick a decent set of songs but nonetheless he figured it was an easy agreement to come to. “I suppose that is alright,” he said with a shrug of his shoulders as one final song came to mind.

“So first I’ve got Bicycle by Queen, next I’m Gonna Be by the Proclaimers, and lastly and I think this is the best choice - Rocket Man by Elton John.”

“If you let me sing all three, the next round is on me,” Steven added with a gentle smile.

[rotten-pupper]

Sera settled back in their booth, shaking her head slowly in disbelief at his song choices. Of course he'd pick these, they were so... him. Especially Queen, of all bands, and Elton John. In her head it just worked.

"Fine. Three songs, but you'll get me a tequila shot before you start it, I might as well sing along from this excellent spot we've picked." She bumped her shoulder lightly against his as she took a sip of her beer.

"Now for the final song, as I requested, Dreams by Fleetwood Mac since I can't really come up with a Brazilian one for you to sing without you absolutely ruining it. No offense intended." She shrugged as she brought the bottle to her lips once more, downing it quickly so she could move to the tequila shot. "So, does it sound good enough of a deal for you?"

[xcapereality]

you're not doing karake again. ´[ things overheard at the bar starters for steven and sera @rotten-pupper ]´

"Well that's no fun," Steven replied, the corners of his lips turned down into a frown. He had already picked out a song; two actually, and now Sera was trying to drag him out of the bar just when he was about to go on stage again. "Do you not think I can sing? I think I've got a pretty good voice for someone who isn't trained."

[rotten-pupper]

Sera chuckled, a sweet sound rarely heard by anyone ever. She looked up at him, slowly forming a lopsided smile as she lifted both brows high. "Steven, dear, I'm absolutely confident that you can sing. I really do. The only thing I fear is the songs you might have picked." she shrugged. "I'll let you get to the mic only if you tell me which songs you picked, and then you'll have to let me pick one as well. One from my hometown. Deal?"

She didn't want to end their drinking and the equivalent of partying for Steven, so she would play along. With her own set of rules that would make it infinitely more amusing for all, especially if any other living soul dared to record it.