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so let's get covered in flames and play some games with the smoke.

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Hiatus notice !

You read correctly. After much decision and debate, I’ve decided to shelve Sloane for a while – maybe even for good. There are multiple reasons why but to name a few for anyone curious, here they are.

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“We are all born sexual creatures, thank God, but it’s a pity so many people despise and crush this natural gift.”  ―  Marilyn Monroe

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Hiatus notice !

You read correctly. After much decision and debate, I’ve decided to shelve Sloane for a while -- maybe even for good. There are multiple reasons why but to name a few for anyone curious, here they are.

I’m simply lacking motivation for him as of late.

I have a lot going on in my life as of late. A relative of mine passed away a week ago and that was really hard on my Mom and I wanted to be there for her. I also had to go through surgery to have my wisdom teeth yesterday and it’s been wearing me out. We’re working on trying to get other things in place for the future as well including a vacation and a cross-country move at the end of Autumn. Things never slow down and life goes on, of course, but if I can’t even find the energy to roleplay him through the hard times as I can some others, how can I do it through the easy ones?

I can’t find any common ground to/with him.

Over the years, I’ve roleplayed a number of muses, each with varying personalities, body types, face types and while it’s been a wonderful ride, I’m noticing more and more that while I love to put myself out of my comfort zone with some, it doesn’t always work out. Sloane, along with a few others I’ve attempted to play with, has a very dominant personality. It’s hard to relate to him at times because who we are as people is so different and I’ve found it’s very difficult for me to write someone I can’t relate to on some level or another.

I just can’t seem to find my muse for him.

I adored the idea of writing an Incubus. Lost Girl is one of my all time favorite shows and paying homage to it while nerding out about it in the meantime felt so right and fun which was a huge part of why Sloane came to be in the first place. I’d also been tossing around the idea of a professional thievery muse for months on end and when I felt it slowly falling into place, I was ecstatic. Writing him hasn’t been easy though and I’m sure it’s shown in my stagnant replies to some threads.

I don’t know if this will ever change and I do apologize profusely to anyone he had interactions with on this account but I just need a break. Perhaps I’ll return someday in the future with him or perhaps not. I’ve been tossing around the idea of creating a new muse entirely with a more subdued personality in the future, which I feel is much more up my alley, but who knows. People always say to throw yourself out of your comfort zone and to try new things, which I do think is important, but I think it should be at the expense of learning about yourself in the process and if there’s one thing I’ve learned about people with assertive, boisterous personalities, it’s that I’m not great at it. It wears me out and leaves me questioning my abilities left and right to create a character I just can’t seem to get into the headspace of and translating it to words without it coming across as forced. I simply can’t connect and that’s where my struggle lies.

So, for anyone who still wants to keep contact or would like to find me and my other current muse whom I’ve had for four or so years strong, you can find us here. If not, I fully understand and I do, again, apologize. I do hope this all makes sense and can maybe even be seen from my shoes and point of view. Thank you all for the short, but wonderful time here.

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[strctvre-deactivated20161003]

she could have swore her left eye twitched at the words that came out of the male and she could have swore that she had punched him square in the face then and there but the latter was highly unlikely since she was not one to resolve to violence… yet. her lips pulled up in annoyed smile, too wide for her to be playing around now. “listen, asshole…” she says through gritted teeth, eyeing the few folders splayed out on the table in front of him, all of which, belongs to her. “this table is taken by me, so could you please move your fat ass out of my chair and be on your way.”

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Merriment was the strongest feeling Sloane was gathering from the situation at hand. The young woman was not at all pleased and it showed with her fake smile and tight tone as she spoke. His brows rose slowly with the curse she regarded him by and he laughed outright when he was referred to as a fat ass -- far from the insult as far as body types go. “Hmm, how unoriginal. I’m disappointed.” Sitting up straighter, he leaned forward with his elbows on the edge of the table, ignoring the folders altogether as he spoke. “Tell you what. How about I move to this here chair beside you,” He patted the edge of the seat to his left. “And you tell me why you favor this spot so much?”

[mseok-deactivated20230223]

Minseok wasn’t surprised by thecomment about his job but he couldn’t help but wrinkle his nose alittle, his lips pursing slightly as he nodded his head once. “Yea, Iguess it’s not the most exiting job in the world. I understand.” Hestopped defending his job a while ago. It was too much work and in theend it was always the same. ’Well if you say so.’ or ’I still can’timagine it being interesting.’ were usually the responses he got andMinseok was tired of hearing that. 

Sighingsoftly, he turned away from the other and towards the shelf to have aproper look at all the different snacks. Maybe getting something savoury would be a good idea just in case he got bored of thecookies. Narrowing his eyes a little, he nodded his head to show theother that he was still listening. “That’s good. Having a healthy dietis really important. Makes your life a lot more enjoyable.” He said ashe grabbed a bag of bacon flavoured chips before he tipped his head to look at the other, holding the chips up as he smiled alittle. “Have you tried those? It took me a while to get used to thetaste but now I really like them." 

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Sloane wasn’t adverse to being straightforward with his opinions and he wasn’t one to backpedal on them either. He stood strong with his beliefs and the truth was, accountant work didn’t appeal to him. That being said, it could have easily had something to do with the fact that he was constantly thieving money from banks whereas Minseok was probably sorting it and keeping records of records of businesses and whatnot. Regardless, he couldn’t deny that everyone got by somehow. “Guess it pays the bills, right?”

Hearing the smaller man speak of a healthy diet had the corner of Sloane’s mouth turning upward. An Incubus’ diet mostly consisted of a human’s life essence, not some hearty salad and a bowl of pasta. Truthfully, he didn’t even need the snacks he had in hand but it did help to keep appearances with suspicious neighbors. Still, he kept up the charade up with a simple hum of agreement. When Minseok waved the strange chips at him, he shook his head and unhooked the next available pouch of them. “Can’t say I have but I’ll get a bag to try them, I guess.”

[1000drawings]

by Caitlin Thomas

[avcmoi]

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      “IIs human breakfast too good for the likes of your?” She didn’t bother to look over again, focused on the task on hand rather than giving him that much attention. Being someone who had grown fond of these meals people prepared, Aphrodite did everything to seem as ‘normal’ as possible to the outside world. After all several decades of practice were behind her and the actions of humanity had been perfected to the point where she could fool about anyone. Naturally there were exceptions, one of them sitting in the kitchen and being rather vague about himself as she was - it seemed neither wanted to play with open cards. It made the whole guessing game funner.

      Satisfied with the cooking, as basic as it was, the goddess moved to the table to set the plate down before the male. “Thought so. Human men never react like you did - didn’t make the sex lesser,” she commented with a happy hum, moving to grab her own meal, before able to take a seat. “A witch? You are aiming low or on purpose want to insult someone making you food?” Looking at the male, a small chuckle passed her lips as it was too easy to simply tease.

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With a glance out the window nearest the table to see the run beginning to rise, Sloane shook his head, “Never said that.” He appeared lost in thought as the varied hues of a new day painted the sky. Daylight pleased him almost as much as the blanket of nightfall. When the food was plated and ready, he adjusted from his slouched position to something a tad straighter, expressing his gratitude with a raised glass and a smug grin about the relations they’d had the prior evening. “Cheers to that.”

Sangra’s teasing had him shaking his head after he sipped on his beverage. “I’m not aiming low or trying to slight you. I’ve met some pretty powerful witches and warlocks over the years.” He couldn’t say where the level of her abilities might lay but he thought it smart to question one of the more common types of the mystic world. It was his turn to bait her again. “No vampire or werewolf business either, huh?”

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mun writing habits meme.

tagged by: @igniso tagging: @luminvs, @mseok, @kwnliam, @voxera, @jvstjvne, @yezilios, @thatdeej

x).  is there a snack you like to eat while writing? nah, snacking gets distracting because then I want to watch movies or shows.

x).  what time of day do you usually write? late afternoon or waaaay early into the morning so anywhere from three a.m. to six a.m.

x).  where do you write? wherever I can get the most peace and quiet to get into the mindset of whatever’s going on in the thread.

x).  how often do you write a novellas? I think I write a decent amount of them from time to time (sometimes not even intentionally, whoops).

x).  do you listen to music while you write? it depends. If I’m already too distracted then no but if I need some background music to help motivate me, sometimes I’ll shuffle itunes or an 8tracks or spotify playlist.

x).  what’s your writing utensil? paper or laptop?

laptop.

x).  do you have a special pre-writing ritual? nah, just making sure I’m alone and able to focus on what’s in front of me really.

x).  what do you do to get into the writing mood? daydream, haha. daydream or listen to music I think. I like to imagine different scenarios with both and it always gets creative juices for muses and writing flowing.

x).  what do you always have near the place you write? water, cell phone and sometimes ibuprofen for headaches.

x).  do you have a reward system for word counts? not so much for word counts but I do sometimes try to give myself a little reward for finishing replies/threads (ie., movies, funny clips on yt)

x).  is there anything else about your writing process your readers don’t know? I sometimes put things off until I have the right mindset so if I don’t reply for a day or two, it’s because I’m working on getting into Sloane’s head and how he’d react or simply just act with certain situations or people.

[vmordecai]

[kingrudegyalchina]

Can’t a Pokemon take a shit in peace?

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Blinking slowly, he watched as the other grabbed the cookies, his gaze falling to the shelf, then to Sloane and back to the shelf before he nodded once and took a bag of cookies for himself as well. He knew if he started thinking about it too much he would just end up wasting most of his lunch break looking at all the different snacks so letting himself get influenced by the taller male’s choice seemed like the better option. 

His head tipped to the side at his words. ’Hankering for something different’ sounded a little strange to him. Did he not have a regular job? Maybe if they for some reason end up spending more time together he would ask about it but he’s not one to ask personal questions right away so for now he had to stay curious. “I’m an accountant. I work a few blocks away but this is my favorite convenience store so that’s why I always come back here.” He nodded,smiling as he rubbed the side of his neck sheepishly. “Uhm… Just so you know. I don’t always eat that unhealthy stuff. I promise.”

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The conversation and the flow itself between them was nice but Sloane had to problem solve. He didn’t have much cash on him -- having fully intended to Incubus whichever sorry employee was behind the counter this time via touch but with Minseok here, it would probably raise a few suspicions. For the most part, he truly didn’t care but today felt like a day where he should tread lightly where his true nature was concerned. He formulated a plan while the smaller mimicked his cookie-grabbing and returned back to the conversation once he was certain leaving after the other was best.

An accountant? Well that... “Sounds boring.” Leave it to Sloane to be honest -- harshly so at times. “I wouldn’t be able to sit still that long but, hey, whatever floats your boat though, man.” He let his eyes wander the aisle again, considering adding to his snack pile that was gradually growing in size. As the man spoke up again, Sloane turned and smirked, partially because Minseok seemed concerned he cared in the first place and partially because his next words were an inside joke of his own making considering his actual diet. “Me neither.”

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[omorfiaphrodite-deactivated2016]

      Aphrodite was no fool and rather easily could pick up when someone wasn’t a human, the actions were simply different along with how they performed in the bedroom. To her there was no difference, really, simply all in all she got what she desired and could leave the club with a handsome tall male over whom several females had lusted. Something about Sloane, the meeting and night spent with the other, kept her rather curios and eager to figure out whom she had shared a bed with. Only because of her curiosity and how her thirst for sex had been quenched left her to offer up to cook and have a meal before parting ways.

      “Lucky you.” she commented, eyes focused on cooking and thus able to hide her small growing smile. Aphrodite wouldn’t simply flat out state who she was, simply since it was all too fun to hide behind the screen of Sangra. “Never claimed to be.”  Looking over her shoulder the female gave him a wink before flipping the pancake and having a moment to take a sip of her coffee. “Neither are, correct? Human I mean.”

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They say curiosity killed the cat but what they failed to mention was the rest of the proverb -- how satisfaction brought it back. Sloane usually treaded carefully enough so not to fully expose himself to every creature, human or otherwise, out there. That being said, it was hard for those around him not to assume he was the type to simply act before thinking with his approach. It was always calculated though, with a backup plan in mind in case things went sour in the end. In this particular instance, he’d already been forming an escape if need be with Sangra should she pose some sort of a threat to his species since the moment he sat down.

The glance over the shoulder paired with the wink left him pondering what the woman before him might classify as. Picking up one of his utensils, placing the end to eat with lengthwise down and spinning it, he shook his head and leaned back. “Not even a little bit.” He wondered if she would know what he himself identified as based on their romp in the sheets the prior evening. “Human breakfast though? Or are you some kinda witch with snazzy potions in the pancake batter?”

[lifeinpoetry]

I was raised feral, and I mostly stayed that way.

Gillian Flynn, from Dark Places (via lifeinpoetry)