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you said to be honest stop hittign me for the writing prompt for sal fisher

Okay, this went slightly suggestive, I swear it wasn’t my original intention, but someone I know gave me this idea.

~ Mod Narien

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You have been dating Sal Fisher for over a year now, and you’d like to think you know him pretty well. You know about his ghost hunting, You’ve seen his face, (Although the first time was by complete accident) and he even told you a bit about when he lost his mother as he quietly sobbed into your shoulder after reliving the incident in a nightmare.

You know how he tends not to bother correcting people when they are wrong about him, you know how scathingly sarcastic he can be, and how he’ll take on the issues of others without worrying much about how it will affect him.

You know Sal Fisher.

Which is why it completely shocked you when you were torn between two shirts and you asked him which he honestly thought you looked best in and he replied with one simple word.

“Nude.”

You stared at him for several seconds, trying to read his expression through the prosthetic face he wore while your own face flushed a bright red.

Sal shrugged. “Hey, you said be honest- Stop hitting me!” The male leaned away as you smacked at his arm and chest ineffectively to cover up your own embarrassment.

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Someone just called one of the boob-touch posts ‘weirdly wholesome‘ and I just???  I’m happy, but also confused???

~ Mod Narien

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Referenced ask is here

Karkat would never admit under pain of death that the reason he lectured you about your unknowing pale-solicitations was because of HIS pale crush on you. He knew you didn’t understand quadrant and he pitied/wanted to help you.

Also he mayyy have been lowkey jealous.

And now that you have been trying to be very conscious of your behavior, keeping perhaps further a distance than strictly necessarily. Karkat worries he may have just sabotaged himself in his attempts to get into your pale quadrant.

Karkat internally goes back and forth about whether to admit his feelings to you or not, and if he did, how? This goes on for quite a while, actually.

He honestly doesn’t even make a decision; it just sort of… blunders out of him one day while he’s talking to you. He was just ranting to you about some gaping plot-hole in some troll rom-com he watched and it just sort of… happened.

You were confused when you heard Karkat, the troll who     got on your case about pale flirting with everyone, who said “at least half of the trolls around here look about ready to invite you to their respective piles for a fucking feelings jam! This is very much NOT okay!”.

It just really did not make sense to you, but remembering what he had said that day caused a thought to cross your mind.

This was some kind of test. A test to see what you would do if one of the trolls you accidentally flirted with wanted to become ‘official’ with you. Well, you were going to show the loud troll that you knew more of what you were doing now!

So you turned him down as gently as you could, writing the script in your head as you went, even throwing a ‘I’m sorry if my behavior made you think that I was into you like that, it wasn’t my intention.’ For good measure.

Karkat shut his eyes tightly and gritted his teeth when you gave your response. Of course. Of course this would happen to him. He muttered some excuse and left, barely making it to his room before he broke down into a vicious cycle of frustration and self-deprecation.

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You grin smugly as you check over your newly-made code for a virus, making sure all the code lines are spelled and closed properly. You are quite proud of it, in fact, it’s quite probably your magnum opus of programming! And you have just the perfect person -troll, really- to test it on…

You put the program on a USB and walk down to a common area to bide your time, semi-occupying yourself with a book you don’t actually care about. You see your target walk out of the hall and by you, you’d almost think he was ignoring you, if not for the psionics that threw your book in your face as he snickered and walked past. Fuck that guy. His stupid hot/cold attitude and his stupid lisp only served to fuel your pitch feelings for that troll.

Once you were sure you were he was far enough away that he wouldn’t see you, you slip down the hall to his room and carefully sneak in, being wary of any traps that might be present. Slowly, you creep your way up to his husktop and plug your USB in and start downloading the code on it. Once that is complete, you grab your USB and retrace your steps back out of the room.

You make your way back to the common area and sit in the same spot as if nothing happened, you picked up your book again to hide your grin as you awaited the results. A couple more minutes pass by when Sollux passes back behind you, this time with Karkat beside him as the double-horned troll assures him that he’ll ‘want to see this’, as the two head towards Sollux’s room.

Now this was a pleasantly unexpected turn of events! You close your eyes as you try to imagine the scene playing out. First, Sollux will see an internet connection error message on his husktop screen, and when he clicks it at all, your virus will auto-run and from there cannot be stopped in time.

Next, a pop-up with eastern alternian porn (You know, the ones trolls call really weird, even though they seemed pretty normal by human standards.) would come up, followed by another 222+ of them, just to poke fun at his bifurcation theme! No way Sollux could close them in time before the audio starts playing. Good luck explaining that!

When you hear Karkat’s screaming through the walls, you know that’s your cue to leave and you rush back to your own room, only to see your own laptop blown up, and know only one troll who do this to you. Time to start planning your next pitch revenge.

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All those weeks of putting up audition fliers everywhere with a blank surface has FINALLY payed off! Cronus was now sitting back in his chair leisurely, legs spread almost shoulder-width apart as he held a pad of paper in one hand, and a pencil loosely grasped in the other as he watched and judged the people auditioning to be in his new rock ‘n roll band.

He scribbled a couple notes down on his paper as the current auditionee -A human drummer with sub-par rhythm- played. Honestly, they were one of the better players Cronus had seen so far, so the auditions weren’t going as well as he had hoped… Man, starting a band was hard.

“Alright, alright, that’s enough, I’ll contact you if ya get the spot.” The violetblood interrupted with a wave of his hand, sighing as the human walked off. He started writing something else on his paper, not even looking when you walked in and stepped up to the makeshift audition stage. “Go ahead and do your thing.” The troll said with a vague wave of his hand.

You take a breath to steel your nerves, close your eyes, and start singing ‘Why Do Fools Fall In Love?’. Cronus is quiet the whole time, not even the sound of pencil against paper rings against your voice, and by the end of your song you are feeling confidant in your performance. When you open your eyes, the troll is staring wide-eyed at you, mouth agape with an unlit cigarette hanging precariously.

“Well?” You ask with a somewhat nervous smile. He quickly scrambles to stand up and approaches you, stumbling as he holds his hand out for you to shake.

“You’re in!” He says, perhaps a little louder than strictly necessary, and your happy expression when he says that makes his bloodpusher beat a little faster and his face up to his fins flush his blood color.

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@justbellathanks

She does NOT like being held down and snuggled while she’s awake, as she can be very restless. If you want some snuggle time, wait until she’s sleepy, then you won’t be able to pry this kitty troll off of you!

Thinks bringing you dead animals is a red-romantic gesture, turning the gifts down will make her very confused and sad, but you may be able to convince her that prepared food can be just as romantic as freshly-hunted.

She CAN and WILL give you a cat-pun nickname. No exceptions.

Nepeta will probably ask your opinion on her shipping wall, and (If you show interest in it,) give you a piece of her hive wall for your own shipping chart!

Dates will probably be casual and/or physically active (Ex. Hunting), she doesn’t see much point in expensive restaurants (She could hunt you better food anyways) or fancy uncomfortable clothes.

Being both a hunter and a shipper, she is very observant to your thoughts and feelings, and will immediately notice if something is wrong, you can’t really hide anything from her.

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Yooooo rip this blogggg

I know, I know. We haven’t posted in forever, but both of us mods have been busy. I’ve been working a full-time job since April which has sapped my energy and creativity, while also having to make time for other real-life obligations.

I haven’t given up on this blog yet, but finding the time and motivation lately has been difficult.

~ Mod Narien

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Will you be deleting the underwritten ones?

If you are talking about the requests we already had that break our new rules, no.

Since they were sent in before we added the new rules, (even if they contributed to their existence) Mod Lemon and I have decided that we will not delete them from breaking rules that didn’t exist when we received them.

~ Mod Narien