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TONY STONEM ind. & semi-selective read rules before interacting

[startswithfire-blog]

au where i actually finish my drafts

[the-stonem]

↳  @petermotherhuggingparker

       proximity   and the prospect of getting hit on can hardly be avoided in such a place, with youths littered everywhere around you, all nursing a drink or two while rambunctious pop blasted heavily through overpriced speakers. behold, you’re at a party -- standing smack center like the self-important asshole you are, watching half-drunks have a try at sharing a conversation. one scene stood out in the midst of this teenage chaos, however  -- isn’t it hilarious that Peter seemed to demand all your attention now when the boy was nothing short of unremarkable on a good day? fingertips running over smooth beer glass edge, the presence of another trying to vie for your attention was all forgotten in favour of watching blonde curls bounce up and down with the beat of that blasted music, flat ass grinding at an unwilling body in turn. Peter looked completely UNCOMFORTABLE with the attention he was suddenly being showered with, the feeling visibly growing by the look of it as the girl did not show an intent to leave his side despite being explicitly asked to do so. countless of times.

       how long should you keep watching your friend shrink and squirm under unwanted sexual advances? how long should you pretend to still be preoccupied by a conversation that has long bored you just so you could watch Peter mouth pleas of RESCUE across the room? with an amused snort, you find yourself stalking towards the mismatched sight of blonde and brunet, 

                                   ❛  kindly fuck off now,  ❜ 

       you promptly caught Peter’s wrist in such a calculated grip, making it a point that the girl never misses this act of possessiveness, the smirk that was uniquely yours quirk at your lips as you spoke -- muted threat and without mirth.

                                  ❛  I don’t like sharing. ❜

[the-stonem]

When you get this, respond with 5 things that make you happy then send it to the last 10 people in your notifications (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

yo woah ok things that make me happy

1) seeing people who are not being assholes to other people for no reason2) listening to the beatles, exo, nct, arashi and miss a 3) plotting with someone who’s just as excited as i am about it4) puns 5) anime my boyfriend 

[wovengold-blog]

                   years rolled on, and wendy had a daughter. this ought not to be written in ink, but in a golden splash. she was called jane, and always had an odd inquiring look, as if from the moment she arrived on the mainland, she wanted to ask questions. when she was old enough to ask them, they were mostly about peter pan. she loved to hear about peter, and wendy told her all she could remember in the very nursery from which the famous flight had taken place. it was jane’s nursery now, for her father had bought it at the three per cents from wendy’s father, who was no longer fond of stairs … once a week, jane’s nurse had her evening off; and then it was wendy’s part to put jane to bed. that was the time for stories. it was jane’s invention to raise the sheet over her mothers head and her own, thus making a tent, and in the awful darkness to whisper:━      ❛   what do we see now?   ❜       ❛   i don’t think i see anything to-night,   ❜      says wendy, with a feeling that if nana were here, she would object to further conversation.     ❛   yes, you do,   ❜      says jane,     ❛   you see when you were a little girl.   ❜       ❛  that is a long time ago, sweetheart,   ❜       says wendy.       ❛   ah me, how time flies!   ❜       ❛  does it fly,   ❜      asks the artful child,       ❛  the way you flew when you were a little girl?   ❜      j.m barrie influenced jane darling. written by ellis.

[the-stonem]

i have decided that i am sticking with second person narrative from now on. that does not mean that you have to change your writing or something. if you’re cool with that and would like to write with me, consider this a PLOTTING CALL. 

[thelostfae-deactivated20200812]

If your parents could see you now you know you would be ashamed. Though even without their presence and the somewhat comforting idea that there isn’t an afterlife, there’s a still a slight sense of shame in what you’ve lowered yourself to. It’s more to do with the fact that it was the easy choice rather than the last resort. It was just the most manageable thing you could do – on your own terms and at your own times.         Though right now the sense of shame had been entirely overridden by the intense feeling of dread that had rapidly built up in your stomach. You’re still gripping your own wrist as if it was going to fly out and do something drastic and completely blow your feeble attempt at appearing to be nonexistent. But then he speaks, and your eyes flick up to a spot on the stall wall you imagined his face was at.         What do you do? Well, you could just ignore him and leave – no. He could get out and see you if you tried that. Turn him away? No, that would mean speaking. The entire point you picked this place was because it was mainly older men. Nobody in your peer group until fucking now. You have to answer sooner or later though…

         Opting for the easiest solution, you just reach out through the hole with your fingers and tap in the direction of the scrawl. Money first – otherwise what’s to stop guys from just leaving after their done?

[the-stonem]

       a sharp tap was all that answered your try at ice-breakers and it left you with the utter desire for more. a minuscule of a gesture but you understood what it meant -- what it gave you in return ;  this sense of ANONYMITY, this quick and easy means to an end for the both of you. it was all so tempting that the image of your girlfriend currently waiting to meet up in a pub not far from here escaped you completely. the prospect of another spilling your infidelity was slim if your partner wanted nothing more than to be kept HIDDEN from the public eye, yeah? not that such a thing worried you -- Michelle finding out about your little escapades with nameless nobodies -- but having a secure way of getting what you wanted without the possibility of being found out what a CHEATING bastard you were, the better. 

     composure gifted the man on the other side of the door an unperturbed snort before your hand found itself fishing for the exact amount in your back pocket, slotting the neatly folded note through the hole in between. your lips pressed together in patient anticipation, waiting for another signal to start. 

[cverafter]

            have you been traumatized once upon a time?

         ind. multi-muse written by sylrien based on the brothers grimm, perrault,          girl interrupted & american horror story: asylum, featuring mentally          ill fairy tale figures within a 1950s asylum setting exploring potentially          triggering themes and content

[wiccanarchived]

“you work in the ER and it’s like 2 in the morning but i sleepwalk and i fell down the stairs and broke my leg, why r u laughing i’m literally crying in pain” au

“okay, i realize that it’s closing time, but it’s raining and i’m really into this book, can you just like wait a little bit before you close up pls?”

“i work at a little market/store and u came up to the register with a candy bar but didn’t have enough money to pay for the entire thing. but don’t worry, i got you, fam” au

“i was eavesdropping on ur phone convo with ur friend who offered you tickets to my favorite band and you don’t even want them, do you wanna give me your friend’s number maybe?” au

“we’ve been pen pals for like hella months and we finally decided to meet up and damn your cute, also did you break up with your jerk bf/gf yet?” au

“i was super pissed so i went to the gym even tho it’s really late at night so i was the only one there and i was at the punching bag listening to music and you surprised me by tapping me on the shoulder, holy shit i didn’t mean to punch you, i’m so sorry, but srsly why the hell would you sURPRISE SOMEONE WHO IS ANGRY AND PUNCHING THINGS” au

“me and a couple friends were on the omegle video chat and wow ur like the first nice guy that didn’t try to jack off to us, thanks for that” au

“we’re internet friends and follow each other on all social media but have never met but hey, i’m going on vacation where you live, let’s meet (and also date)” au

“i’m sitting alone at a coffee shop and you are also sitting alone and u heard me talking on the phone to my best friend and i was joking with her about getting a sugar daddy bc i’m hella broke, but i swear that i’m like kinda normal, now stop laughing” au

“i was out in public and had an anxiety attack and you left your friends to give me some chocolate and talk me through it, so tysm” au

“we work together in a little diner and i swear to god, you are the fucking clumsiest person in the entire world, and i keep having to clean up after you whenever you drop a bunch of food and dishes or spill some drinks” au

“ur just a random stranger and i’ve been ranting to you for like 20 minutes about how much i hate this one band but now several groups of people came up to you asking for pics and autographs, and oh shit it turns out you’re in the band i’ve been going on about” au

“idk you but you were getting hit on in public and you look super uncomfortable so i walked over and pretended to be your bf/gf, but hey while we’re at it, do you wanna go get some food?” au

“i was visiting this school for the day bc i want to transfer out of my school and it was between this school and another one but then i saw u and ur hella cute so i choose this school” au

“hey thanks for literally saving my life by pushing me out of the way of that car, but now you’re yelling at me bc i was reading and walking and you said i’m too cute to die” au

[raptorgone-deactivated20180205]

Peter Parker being an adorable nerd for @spidcys

[the-stonem]

people who read my bio & info & headcanons and incorporate more subtle details of my characterization into our threads: sign me the FUCK up 👌👀👌👀👌👀👌👀👌👀 good shit go౦ԁ sHit👌 thats ✔ some good👌👌shit right👌👌th 👌 ere👌👌👌 right✔there ✔✔if i do ƽaү so my selｆ 💯 i say so 💯 thats what im talking about right there right there (chorus: ʳᶦᵍʰᵗ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ) mMMMMᎷМ💯 👌👌 👌НO0ОଠＯOOＯOОଠଠOoooᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒ👌 👌👌 👌 💯 👌 👀 👀 👀 👌👌Good shit

[thelostfae-deactivated20200812]

      ✦               the-stonem liked for a starter —- (Skins AU)

What he did was definitely not the most glamorous of professions – though at the very least he could say that he did it rather well. Even if a good portion of his time was spent sitting in a restroom stall and waiting by a hole in the stall wall with ‘$10′ scrawled above it. The only reason he was in here to begin with was because it was a school day and he didn’t have the time or energy to go the whole nine yards. That was weekends, and that was time spent outside.             Enough with that however, because someone had just entered the neighbouring stall and that hopefully meant work. So he hooked two fingers along the ring as a signal, though leaned down a little to peer through just to make sure he was either getting noticed or not wanted. Wait. No – not good.

             "Oh you’ve got to be kidding me…” he whispered to himself, before realising that perhaps actively peering through the stall at Tony fucking Stonem wasn’t a good idea and straightened up. Then quickly withdrew his fingers from the hole once he realised they remained. Then he just sat there, hand clutched to his chest and wide-eyed as he tried not to make a sound and mouthed ‘shit!’

[the-stonem]

         ❛  -- fucking good mouth. ❜    you hear the words whispered, groaned out with a string of broken curses following suit, as the man pushed past you on your way to the toilets. you spy nimble fingers pull up a zipper in the corner of your eye -- it was not difficult to piece it all together and oh, now you’re curious. public sexual acts were anything but scandalous, especially here at Roundview, but the idea of being a first-hand audience during such a thing has never ceased to bring utter amusement. increasingly aware of the ever growing  EXCITEMENT to be presented with something to pass the time with ( and perhaps a free release in turn ) you dragged yourself towards the recently emptied stall, locking the door behind you just as frisky eyes search for that -- ah. unnecessary graffiti’d arrows directed your attention to the wide hole that has been cut haphazardly in the partition, it’s edges duct-taped and obviously worn, and you start to wonder with mild annoyance why you’ve only found out about this now. the awareness about everything and everyone in this shitty little town has dictated the major source of the power you so believed you held / be a reason as to why Tony Stonem stood at the top. how jarring it was, to be out of the loop all of the sudden. 

        the movement of beckoning fingers through the hole was fleeting and for a second, they were all that you could focus on -- slender and long and not at all keen to waste time -- before your gaze fell on something just above, blank ink stark albeit slightly smudged against the disgusting off white stall wall. 

        ❛   $10? that’s an expensive mouth you got there. ❜     better be worth it  failed to pass your lips but it hang above nonetheless. ❛  does the money come first or DO I? ❜

[zynjm-deactivated20170323]

i need more exes plots. give me exes that haven’t spoken in years and run into each other at a mutual friends wedding. give me exes that still see each other too much and can’t give up on what they had but know they’re not good for each other. give me exes where one moved away without a word and then returned to their hometown expecting everything to go back to how it was. give me exes where one never told the other they were pregnant and the other has tried to moved on in everything they’ve done but haven’t been able to. give me exes that are still pretending to be together for the sake of their reputations or families. give me exes that hate each others guts and can’t be in the same room without yelling at one another but there’s still so much love there. give me exes that still live together because neither can afford to move out. give me exes that were high school sweethearts and one went places while the other ended up dancing for cash. JUST PLEASE GIVE ME EXES!!!

[unsiighted]

PLEASE REBLOG IF YOU ARE 18+

[the-stonem]

AU

            send AU for a random alternate universe starter

trapped in the bank during a robbery AU

such a rare occasion indeed, to be pulled / placed / forced into manic chaos you yourself did not orchestrate. for you to be left standing there, amidst the crowd of FEAR cloaked figures despite being too stubborn to let such feeling show. for you to be reduced simply as another part a group instead of its leader like you were born to do, expecting something to happen unto you rather than doing something yourself. it is most jarring. yet, choose not to see such an uncharacteristic side of you negatively. embrace the madness, embrace the change. one might like someone who has the balls to do something one simply THOUGHT of doing – and one might even see you in such a way – but you are no hero. 

though it seems as if one does not think like you do. 

❛  they have guns y’know. what do you even think you can do? ❜

@magiicisms

[gxfangen]

A few tips && tricks on fancy formatting

WITHOUT using html

First things first, a very easy way to make your text look fancy is to switch between big && small text, CAPITALIZED words && normal written words, && CAPITALIZED BIG WORDS and small text. As you can see this already looks somewhat fancy.

Now: If you want to format without html, the most easy way is to highlight a word && wait for these things to pop up:

What you can do with these things is bold, italic, strike, underline (technically that’s a link but whatever) 

&& this big font thing.

Now I personally don’t really use these, I prefer to use key-combinations ( because for me it’s faster ): ctrl / b –> bold ctrl / i –> italic ctrl / shift / 2 –> big font thing ctrl / shift / 6 –> strike

ctrl / shift / 9 –> blockquote

Now these are the basics, but there are more. Most roleplayers like to use small text like the one I’m writing this tutorial in. But to use it you have to go into html mode and type <small></small> everywhere. Or, you use some more key-combinations: ctrl / shift / + (plus) or  -  (minus) ([you gotta try this one]–>small to make it big again (the usual size) just highlight the small text again and press the keys again [logic i know] ctrl / , (comma) –>makes your text go down ctrl / . (dot) –> makes your text go up

NOTE: when you use up/down, it automatically makes your text smaller. If you want it to have the same size, make the text big && then use the combination for up/down

Now we got that out of the way, let’s talk about text like this:

e̢͔̞͈̗̟͉͙̯̳̎͑̈̾̈̕͞x̰̪͋͗̓̎̃͊̎̎a̛͇̳̖̯͓͚͍͚͑͌m̵͍̞͂̐̓ͧͥͪͣ͒́p̪̪̼͚͔̎̂ͭ̀l͉͈͓̪̜̦̟͙̹̆̿͗̀͢e̷͚͙̭̰͉͉̒̅̂̅ͮ̀  and this  ｅｘａｍｐｌｅ

You can find the first one here && the second one here (this side has lots of other fonts too)

Just copy and paste them ;)

The LAST thing you have to do is to combinate these things at will && voilá: a normal sentence looks FANCY wow && guess what?? You didn’t have to go into html mode once yay!! [just don’t over-do it]

So yeah, hope this helps :)

Nothing that has to do with formating but I thought I’d leave this here: symbols

EDIT: more combinations: ctrl / K –> link ctrl / shift / l –> horizontal line ctrl / shift / P –> Insert Photo ctrl / shift / K –> Insert Read More

EDIT EDIT: IF YOU WANT  TO UNDERLINE SOMETHING, YOU DON’T NEED TO USE THE LINK OPTION. Simply press CTRL / U

[lost-prince-of-corona]

Please reblog this is if you would rp with trans muses.

I see a lot of people unwilling to rp with me because my muse is trans, and because of that I feel nobody in the rp community ever will. So, yeah, reblog if you would rp with trans muses (nonbinary muses included).

[justanotherrpmeme]

Send 'AU' and I'll generate a number 1-50 and create an Alternate Universe starter.

(Inspired by this post)

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