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thoughts on me moving everything to my multi?
i'm doing it! if you follow me at @maavel i'm assuming you'll want to continue our stuff from this blog over there. speak now or forever hold your peace
thoughts on me moving everything to my multi?
i'm doing it! if you follow me at @maavel i'm assuming you'll want to continue our stuff from this blog over there. speak now or forever hold your peace
thoughts on me moving everything to my multi?
i'm doing it! if you follow me at @maavel i'm assuming you'll want to continue our stuff from this blog over there. speak now or forever hold your peace
thoughts on me moving everything to my multi?
if you havenβt already, would you be able to do some unrequited love prompts? plenty heart-wrenching but nothing too angsty perhaps? ty!
hi, of course! I'm a sucker for angst so I tried my best to find some balance here for you. hope you like them and that they're what you were looking for! feel free to edit them as you wish, and happy writing β‘
unrequited love inspired scenarios/ dialogue prompts
counting the days ever since they spoke too much and their relationship hasn't been the same since then
planning their confession alongside a million apologies and "it's oks" because they know they should be prepared to hear a no
or... never ever confessing their true feelings and knowing their relationship won't ever turn into anything else because they'd rather hide it than ruining everything
envying the people they admire, love, and respect, because they always seem to fall short of their love interest's ideal
being forever grateful that they remained friends with them after they confessed but spending a lifetime longing of what could have been if the feeling were mutual
their love interest feeling extremely conflicted because they don't wanna hurt them, but at the same time they know they have the right to say no
"you have no idea how much it hurts me to tell you this"
"it feels so bittersweet to talk about this"
"maybe not right now, I'm sorry"
"you know I care for you and I always will, but..."
"there's something I wanna tell you so bad, but I'm afraid I might screw things up between us if I speak"
"oh, my dear. I truly don't know what to say about that"
"I don't know why I'm so sad after opening up to them when I knew exactly what the outcome would be"
"sorry for bothering you. you can keep the flowers though, I knew you'd love them"
"well... wrong person, wrong time, I guess. it's totally fine"
"wow... I never thought we'd end up talking about this one day"
"I'm flattered to know you think of me as someone you'd like to spend the rest of your life with, but I truly don't think it would work out between us"
"I know they're still friends with me but this wrecked me. am I really not enough?"
"how do I even look them in the face after this, seriously. it's so embarrassing"
"they're all I think about and knowing they donβt even think of me like that is killing me inside"
"I already know what you're gonna say, and it pains me to break your heart, but you know where I stand regarding this"
"I'm sorry. I really thought you felt the same"
"every time I think I found someone, turns out the universe has other plans. sometimes I think I'm meant to be alone forever"
"weβre still meant to be. maybe not like that, but weβre meant to be together in a different way"
"out of all the people in the world, it had to be them that I canβt have"
"why couldnβt it be me they ended up with?"
"itβs okay, really β¦ I'll get over it eventually"
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QUESTIONS FOR MUNS.
1. how do you feel about reblog karma? 2. is it hard for you to write with characters you donβt know/donβt know well? 3. whose writing has impacted your writing style the most? (you can choose anyone! famous writer or not.) 4. which muse of yours is your all time favorite? if you stopped writing them: why? 5. is there a muse you really want to try? if yes: whatβs stopping you? 6. is roleplaying the only writing-based hobby you have, or are there other things you like to write? 7. describe your favorite relationship dynamic. (can be any kind, platonic, romantic, familial, antagonistic, etc.) 8. do you expect your answered memes/asks to be turned into threads? regardless of answer, whatβs your reasoning? 9. when you look at a new blog, what is it that makes you press the follow button? is it the muse, the aesthetics, the writingβ? 10. what genre do you most enjoy, whether in roleplay, or fiction as a whole? (fantasy, period, superhero, etc.) 11. describe your ideal outcome/endgame for the muse you are currently writing. if you are a multimuse blog: do this for your current favorite muse, or the muse of the last reply you posted. 12. what roleplay trends do you remember from the year you started tumblr rp? how did you feel about those trends? 13. what themes/motifs do you hope other people notice most about your character? 14. which roleplay community has been your favorite to write in? 15. icons, or gifs? you can only pick one, and cannot say βneither.β
Steve Rogers underrated outfits (inspo: x. & x.)
study/practice/concepts of little steve, ilysm
lanzing and kelly said time to perceive steve rogers
steve: as long as one man stands against you, thanos, you'll never be able to claim victory.
thanos: noble sentiments from one who is about to die.
steve: i've lived my life by those sentiments. they're well worth dying for.
STEVE ROGERS Captain America: The Winter Soldier 2014 | dir. Joe & Anthony Russo
love and loyalty are complicated. sometimes you can have one and not the other. love without loyalty can quickly turn toxic. loyalty without love though can be confusing in that you might not think that love is lacking because the loyalty kinda covers it up. but like everything in the world, loyalty depends on priority and loyalties can break when priorities change and then there's not much holding the relationship together because the love you thought it was founded on is actually kinda --- not there, or weaker than you thought it was and now you don't have loyalty to hold it together either.
<- now everyone can feel steve's disappointment in them whenever he's on the dash
<- it's actually his own shame but yknow
β do you do that often ? put yourself at risk for no reason ? β
14. Pressing tiny kisses against your lover's shoulder while they're bent over a desk, trying to focus even though your touch is distracting them.
Their working styles might be different, but their ethic is very much the same. Some people were able to differentiate the work they do from the lives they lead but that boundary has never really existed for Steve, and Sharon was one of the few people who understood that. Sheβs never asked him to work less because that would be the same thing as asking him to live less. And heβs never asked the same of her, except . . . Itβs half past 3 in the morning . . . not too long before heβs normally getting out of bed anyway, but it wasnβt his bodyclock that had woken him up, but the lack of warmth in the bed next to him. Itβs only been a couple of nights together, but thatβs all it took for Steveβs body to grow accustomed to Sharonβs laying beside it, as if that was the norm and not the countless other nights in between where he lay alone. He wanders out in search of her; he hadnβt heard or felt her leaving the bed which is a feat in and of itself, but he can hear the distant sound of keyboard letters clacking. The lights are all still turned off in the apartment, but thereβs a bright glow coming from the two wide screens in the hall that Sharonβs silhouette was leaning over. Steve shuffles on over, plucking up the waistband of his sleeping pants as he goes. β Sharon ? What is it ? β Heβs not invited on this mission β not for his lack of prying β but it had brought her to New York, and his apartment, and him so heβll absolutely take that as a win, even if she had commandeered his work station as soon as sheβd arrived. He slips an arm around her waist, entirely bed warm and still coming out of sleep so heβs not holding as much of his own weight as he usually does. He doesnβt try too hard to get his eyes to focus, transitioning from the pitch dark of his room to the bright white lights of the dual screens. His vision is half obstructed by her hair anyway. β Come back to bed, β he murmurs, pressing a kiss to the side of her neck over her hair, before his fingers fumble to push her hair aside. He noses against her skin, arm tightening around her waist, the possibility of him just hauling her away tangible. He wouldnβt be so bold β though his kisses along her neck do gain a bit more of a persuasive edge. β Youβve done all you can. Itβs a solid plan. Get some rest now. β
Standing still as your lover rubs smudged lipstick/lipstick stains off of your skin, catching them off guard by pressing a kiss against their fingertip.
Scrabbling hands, gasping breaths, and pounding heartbeats have calmed, slowing to deep kisses and gentle caresses and quiet hums, and eventually . . . the dawning acceptance that they needed to get back to the party and their friends. They step away from each other for a moment, Steveβs gaze lingering on Maria as he roughly tucks his shirt back into his pants, does up his zipper and belt without looking down. Her makeup had withstood the quick number on the table in one of the Towerβs numerous conference rooms but at some point Steveβs hands had snuck into her hair and loosened the neat curls sheβd had at the start of the night. He thinks he might be able to fix it, and beckons her over. Thereβs a tear in the left strap of her dress that he doesnβt think he can fix, unless thereβs a sewing kit nearby. β You might have to cover that up, β he murmurs, nodding to the torn strap as his fingers gently groom her hair into a less unruly state. β Iβm sorry β I did try to be careful . . . β He really, truly had, considering he had been hyper aware that their friends and coworkers were celebrating in full swing a few floors above them, and there was no way of going too long without being missed. Some of that awareness had obviously dissipated as soon as he had Maria alone, as soon as her hands claimed him and his pushed her up onto the polished wood table. β Iβll fix it for you, β he promises, before remembering he actually has the means to buy her a new dress altogether these days. β Iβll get you a new one, β he amends, tilting back to inspect her hair and finding it passable. Before he can suggest they head back out now, she catches his jaw, turning it back to her. β Your turn, β she says, and Steve raises an eyebrow. His hair receives the same treatment he had given hers, plucked gently back into place. Then his collar is turned up and smoothed down, before Maria rubs her thumb over his lips, wiping away the lipstick that had rubbed off onto him as heβd claimed her mouth greedily behind the closed doors. The way she rubs makes him think thereβs a lot β or maybe that sheβs taking the mickey out of him β and sure enough, as soon as her straight face starts to break, he catches her wrist to still her, laughing. β Hey. β He grins, and her thumb still by his lips, he presses a soft kiss against it. He watches the way her gaze softens, feeling something inside him go rather mushy as well. β Weβd better go, β he says softly, pressing another kiss this time to her forehead. β You can wear my jacket β thatβll cover the tear. βΒ Β
whenever anyone does the lil uppity on tippy toes to kiss steve