HAPPY MUNDAY !
fill out & repost ♥ this meme definitely favors canons more, but i hope OC’s still can make it somehow work with their own lore , and lil’ fandom of friends & mutuals. multi-muses pick the muse you are the most invested in atm.
tagged by: stolen from @zhuangshii
tagging: if you manage to read all of this, steal it and tag me lol
my muse is: canon / oc / au / canon-divergent / fandomless / complicated
is your character popular in the fandom ? YES / NO. / IDK
He’s an OC! But back when he/they were in a fandom, yes they were fairly popular, but that didn’t mean much when the fandom had only like 12 people.
is your character considered hot™ in the fandom ? YES / NO / IDK
I know my ship partners think Myles and Troy are pretty handsome but outside of that, I assume none of you guys really think about them skjdngsdg
is your character considered strong in the fandom ? YES / NO / IDK.
It depends. If we’re talking about basic Humans, then yes. Myles has been trained to murder kill since the age of seven, Troy has fought for fun to deal with anger issues since HS, so they’re both very qualified to kick some ass.
HOWEVER. Y’all out here making 3000+ year old demon void beast vampire angels birthed from GODS so yeah no. These two will crumple like a pop can in space.
are they underrated ? YES! / NO / IDK.
I have a great support system with my writing partners and communicate a lot with them, so (most) everyone understands the sort of checks and balances between our muses. I do feel bad about Myles sometimes, but sometimes we gotta put in work for a good reward, and those that don’t wanna do it, no harm no foul, but you’re missing out!
were they relevant for the main story ? YES / NO / SORT OF
If we’re talking my OG canon? Yes. BUT SINCE WE DONT TALK ABOUT THAT HERE… still yes, because I make my own canon and my own story and of course they’re relevant.
were they relevant for the main character ? YES / NO / IDK
Of course, he and Troy are besties and while I will also consider Troy to be the “”main character””, I prefer writing Myles because the impact of everything in his life is just… so much more fun to write out. He and Troy’s relationship is so good at times and just their odd complexities and how they deal with each other also affects Troy and how he does things, idk. I just love their dynamic sometimes.
are they widely known in their world ? YES / NO. / SORT OF
Within the underground, Myles’ name is common because of the things he did that he’s still dealing with today. There are a lot of unsolved murders and missing people reports because of him.
Troy on the other hand, he’s just another guy in the Big City. When he worked with Myles very briefly in their 20s, he was really popular because of his lack of self preservation and willingness to just beat ass, but Myles did everything in his power to cut that short because he didn’t want Troy to get caught up in Crime World. Some people still ask about Troy or show up with a proposition, but Troy will always say no and then Myles will go hunt them down and remind them to Not Do That.
how’s their reputation ? GOOD / BAD / NEUTRAL.
For Myles it depends on what the circle is. In his private life, he’s a Good Guy, he’s kind, he’s handsome, he’s polite, he’ll buy you lunch and ask you about your day. But then he’ll go to work or show up to his mother’s big name functions, and every starts sweating a little.
Troy of course is A++. There are probably some girls out there who hate his guts, but isn’t that everyone? sjndgs
how strictly do you follow canon ? — YES / NO / SORT OF
i am the canon. But also I love AUs. I love all the AUs.
Are you into unhinged murder men with soft hands and a cute face? Obsessive love for swimming and all sugary sweet things? Hates his brother who has trapped him into a world of organized crime that he can never get out of? Or maybe a 30+ year old tall giant puppy with resting bitch face that just wants to take you out on cute dates and not talk about the singular worst tragedy that happened in his formative years? Two unlikely best friends just trying to make it through the universe unscathed, this is the place for you to pick up your flavor of trauma buddy.
now the OPPOSITE list everything why your muse could not be so interesting ( even if you may not agree , what does the fandom perhaps think ? ).
Given an opportunity to leave, Myles will walk away. You are not his business and he is not in the mood. Emotionally closed off unless it’s in the throws of doing something absolutely horrific to your body, he can be an incredibly difficult cookie to crack, but at the same time, he might be the nicest best thing to happen to you, but you’ll never know a damn thing about him or his past and it’ll take more than you’re likely willing to give to get it out of him.
Troy is equally emotionally stunted but in the opposite direction: he loves everyone and he just wants to have a good time to the point that he buries down all his negative feelings until they snap out of him. He doesn’t talk unless he’s comfortable and that can make situations a little awkward when it’s just silence.
what inspired you to rp your muse ?
I wrote a long fan fic back in 2014 and someone picked out the ONE background character to ask me questions about and now we’re here with Myles as a main, even though it’s SUPPOSED TO BE TROY but Troy went through some stuff so he’s fickle. sdjngsdg Also organized crime is just so good. Filling out universes is just so much fun, wORLD BUILDING IS SO MUCH FUN.
what keeps your inspiration going ? —
horror movies, crime movies, sci-fi, fantasy, idk, some random songs get me sometimes. A good piece of art. A manga panel where I’m like Ah. That could happen couldn’t it? And just throwing ideas back and forth with my partners. Communication is important to me, plotting is important to me to keep the energy going. I love the back and forth and just fleshing out universes.
do you think you give your character justice ? YES / NO / SORT OF
IM DOING MY BEST OKAY. But sometimes I do be forgetting my own HCs.
do you frequently write headcanons ? YES / NO / SORT OF
I have had these two boys for so long that I feel like I’ve written everything about them down for the most part?? So I love writing HCs but I’m also like :/c did I already write about that? And then I hunt down a post and just reblog it.
do you sometimes write drabbles ? YES / NO.
I used to write drabbles ALL the time and I will write drabbles on request if anyone ever wants one, but I prefer writing with others now.
do you think a lot about your muse during the day ? YES / NO / SORT OF
Constantly. It’s awful the amount of brainrot I have. I contain it but just barely.
are you confident in your portrayal ? YES / NO / SORT OF
i made them, of course. sjngsdg
are you confident in your writing ? YES / NO / SORT OF
Absolutely. Sometimes it’s good, sometimes it’s bad, sometimes it’s just okay, sometimes it’s fucking great, but I usually feel 90% good about everything I’m putting down. We’re literally writing about fictional LGBTQ+ characters kissing or killing on a public platform, how are y’all not confident skjskndg
are you a sensitive person ? YES / NO
no but I do be out here holding grudges and shit so skdjgnsdg
do you accept criticism well about your portrayal ? YES / NO / SORT OF
I made these mans, what are you gonna criticize about their portrayal? sjkdgnsdg ok ok but in all seriousness, it would really depend on what it is because they’re my OCs from my own canon. If you have some input, I’d be curious and wonder where you got the balls, so I’d hear it out lmao.
do you like questions , which help you explore your character ?
A L W A Y S. And that’s a huge problem I see is that some of y’all don’t even be reading the BASIC INFO ON A MUSE before coming and trying to plot out a story, or don’t even ask your partner questions about their muse and then a week goes by and you wonder why a thread isn’t going anywhere. ASK YOUR PARTNERS ABOUT THEIR MUSES. IT MAKES THEM FEEL GOOD AND ALSO MAKES THEM FEEL LIKE YOU CARE ABOUT THE THING THEY’VE WORKED HARD ON. Even if some of y’all ain’t doin much work at all :pensive face:
if someone disagrees to a headcanon of yours , do you want to know why ?
I think the only way someone would disagree is if its on a technical matter like… police or law or science or medical stuff – like writing Nicholas as a doctor when I MYSELF AM NOT A DOCTOR is difficult at times, but that’s nothing a quick google search and some vague talk around writing can’t fix.
If someone disagrees with a HC, I’m usually just like ‘ok that’s chill’ but also ‘ bruh we’re playing make believe in a figurative sandbox relax’. I feel like the only time I’d really ever take it into consideration is if it’s plot destroying and then I’d fix it, otherwise, come on.
if someone disagrees with your portrayal , how would you take it ?
My OCs my guy. What is there to disagree with sjkdngs
if someone really hates your character , how do you take it ?
There are a few people who hate my OCs specifically Myles! But that’s usually because they didn’t want to put in the work to get a proper ship or found he was “too difficult to work with” and things like that, and I’m just like ! That’s fine! You don’t have to interact with him! OR there are a million AUs where his personality has shifted here and there, so why not try one of those out?
If I hate a muse, I usually don’t bother interacting with them, but there is a big difference between hating an OC and hating how someone writes their OC/responds to things. If that makes sense? Because then it’s an issue with the mun and not necessarily the OC. Either way, I let this stuff roll off the shoulders because idc.
are you okay with people pointing out your grammatical errors ? —
I PROMISE YOU I NOTICE IT BEFORE YOU, JUST KEEP GOING MY GUY, I DONT PROOFREAD, WE WRITE ONCE AND POST LIKE MEN.
do you think you are easy going as a mun ?
Most of the time for sure. Like I said, I love world building, I love AUs, I love plotting, please throw all of your ideas at me.
IM ALSO GONNA ADD that like 90% of y’all ALWAYS have in your Bios “interact with me first because I’m shy” and like sure, I get that to some extent, but as someone who is always the one to reach out, y’all gotta step up your game and just make others feel cared about. If other people always have to be the first one to talk to you, then you kind of suck and I’m likely going to just stop reaching out because this is meant to be a two way street. Being ‘shy’ isn’t an excuse at some point.
mentor/mentee vibes (because ur worth it–)
aka i really love the energy of this dynamic, but unfortunately this whole effort turned into me typing down actual dialogue that happened in my car while my poor father tried to teach me how to drive. but they make for fun threads! bon appetit!
from the mentor.
- “ you’re doing it wrong. ”
- “ would you like me to show you how to do it? ”
- “ that… that’s not how you do it. ”
- “ maybe this mentoring stuff requires patience that i don’t have. ”
- “ keep doing it like that, and you’ll end up hurting yourself. ”
- “ correct me if i’m wrong, but that’s not how i showed you to do it, is it? ”
- “ okay, alright, look at me. you looking? do it exactly like i’m doing it. ”
- “ move your feet, come on, you’ve got to move if you don’t want to end up flat on your ass again! ”
- “ look… it’s progress, yeah? you’re better than you were before. ”
- “ don’t beat yourself up; it’s a tricky move, nobody gets it right the first time. ”
- “ okay, let’s… let’s try a different tactic. ”
- “ you’re overthinking it. don’t think; just be in the moment. ”
- “ stop, stop… alright. looking back on what you’ve just done, what do you think i’m going to say? ”
- “ there’s definitely plenty of room for improvement. ”
- “ ah… god, okay, don’t cry… it’s not as bad as it looks, you’re really not as bad at this as you think! ”
- “ we’ll get there together. ”
- “ okay. time for a break, yeah? let’s stop for now, catch a breath, we can come back to it later. ”
- “ you obviously don’t enjoy any of this; why do you want me to teach you so badly? ”
- “ i could teach you, if you’d like? ”
- “ come on, like i showed you, remember? ”
- “ feet apart, hands up; anticipate your opponent’s movements! ”
- “ alright… don’t think about getting hit. this isn’t a fight. it’s a dance. you move in response and in anticipation of your opponent. ”
- “ who the hell taught you to do that?! ”
- “ that wasn’t terrible! you didn’t butcher it this time! ”
- “ wake up. wake up, come on, up and at ‘em. you said you wanted to learn, so come on. up you get! ”
- “ that was good! hell, that was brilliant! you knocked me off my feet! good job! ”
- “ you need to stop worrying about hurting me. you gonna apologize and pay the hospital bills of whatever bad guy you go against next time? ”
- “ i’m proud of you. ”
- “ you’re doing great! “
from the mentee
- “ can you teach me how to do that? “
- “ i did it! “
- “ okay, there’s no need to be dramatic, i wasn’t that bad! “
- “ i AM trying. “
- “ oh god, oh, i’m so sorry! did i hurt you? “
- “ i need your help with this. okay? i can’t do this alone. “
- “ you’re the expert, right? “
- “ i’ve seen you fight; i wanna be as good as you! “
- “ people’s lives are at stake if i lose. their blood’s gonna be on my hands, and it’ll be on yours, too, if you don’t help me. “
- “ quit yelling at me, i’m trying my best! “
- “ i’m doing it exactly like you told me to, and i’m still not getting it right. “
- “ i don’t need a break! i need to keep going until i get this right! “
- “ show me how you did it. “
- “ i don’t know how. and you do. all i’m asking is for a few hours of training… please? “
- “ that’s it. i quit! “
- “ you’re a terrible teacher, you know that? “
- “ you said you’d teach me. and i’m here to learn. so let’s go already. “
- “ what’s the point?! i’m useless at this! “
- “ this is pointless, i’m never going to be ready! “
How does Myles feel about Valentine’s? Did he ever ask someone to be his Valentine? What about Troy? Is he popular on heart day?
In high school, Valentine’s Day was far more popular than it was as adults. They were both exceptionally popular and Troy always had someone on his arm by the end of the day, but most of it was spent wooing or being wooed by Nicholas. Troy made it a point to do romantic things with him around the holiday.
Myles on the other hand thinks its a bunch of hallmark money making schemes just to sell chocolate and diamonds. Many a girls would confess to him and he would always very politely turn them down or go on a date just to pass the time. He never took any of it seriously nor did he ever actively seek anyone out. Nicholas would get him something but that’s about it!
As adults? Troy still manages to pull the ladies and his phone is always filled with texts asking him if he’s free. He’ll usually go out and do something his mom would disapprove of, but he is a free spirit and enjoys the feeling. If he has a partner, he would absolutely go all out for them. A night in or a night out, who knows. Something cute and fun and sexy for everyone involved.
Myles definitely still… doesn’t see the day as much of anything. He’ll have dinner with Troy if he’s available, but other than that, he just sees it as another day. Will absolutely sit and drink wine and eat chocolate happily alone in his own house while he watches movies or reads. If he had a partner, he would definitely make it a point to get them something, especially if they were the type to believe in that spirit of it, though he wouldn’t expect anything in return. He enjoys making and planning dates, but hates the idea of there being a mandatory requirement for it.
Not me making my roommate dinner and then watching her drop her entire plate on the floor.
the tender domestic intimacy… making something that you can share and enjoy together… getting to feed each other at the end… you want a love that is effortless and lasting, one where you are best friends as well as romantic partners. you want someone that understands how you feel before you even say anything. you want someone who can make you believe in soulmates, and where every kiss feels like coming home. sometimes you worry that effortlessness will turn into boredom, and that your romance lacks the passion you often see in others. let this fear go; your devotion is passion, and anyone who appreciates you properly will feel the fire in your connection.
tagged by: @wiildhearrted
❝ you considered it ! perhaps that’s a yes i’m hearing ? ❞ she shimmies closer , or rather swims around myles mid-air as he recounts the details of his ( unfortunate ) tenure. someone she knows … ? the proxy pauses , thinking in silence to herself for once as she considers all the people she knows that myles also knows. which , y’know , is not very many. the sound of the transport arriving does break shao’s suddenly-learned concentration , and she perks up. ❝ well , unknown for now , but not forever. i am already kind of busy for the moment , so you’ll have to deal with your owner for however-while longer~. ❞
❝ i can’t just simply forget that , though. now that i know , it’ll be ever-present in every one of our interactions from henceforth. you’ll always feel and smell a little funny , even if the scent is more of a ‘ placebo effect ’. ❞ she curls her lips and bares her fangs , but it’s less-so threatening or antagonistic than it is a quirky display of amusement. ❝ you will still be a funny little creature , regardless. so i think i’ll continue bothering you as much as i like~. ❞
“I haven’t asked for your help and I don’t want your help.” He knows his words fall on deaf ears but that doesn’t stop him from wanting to voice it at least once. It’s confirmed when she bares teeth and muses about him being a funny little creature. It’s not something he’s used to hearing and the emotions he’s learned to apply to these situations don’t seem to come forth as he simply stares in disbelief.
Myles gets in the car and continues to let himself mull over everything and if her knowing what he was was actually bad. A part of him was pleased, but that is overshadowed by his singular predatory nature that did not want a companion, that did not want her looming about his every turn. She was about to become more annoying, a problem he considered minuscule when perceived as a human, but now? The metallic grinding sound in his chest akin to a purr and a growl starts up again in his annoyance, furrowed gaze staring out the window as he tries to work out some benefit to this.
“What if I let you kill me?”
As someone who has been deprived of basic human contact for as long as he can remember, it didn’t take much to fluster the experiment. It had taken them months to get to this point, starting off with occasional touches to his wrist, gradually getting more bolder and bolder once Kenkone has been eased into the gesture. And it wasn’t like he didn’t like these platonic touches. Quite the opposite, actually. He enjoyed them a little too much, but sometimes, it’d get too much for too long, and he slips up.
Myles has helped him so much since he was taken into his home—his sanctuary—he was nothing but grateful to his patience.
And how does he repay him? By hot boxing his home with toxic fumes that can absolutely kill him. Some thanks that is. Of course, the logical and analytical part of his brain knew it wasn’t necessarily his fault, and that his control has improved tremendously. But, in times like these, the panic often won out—where control mattered most.
His back was pressed against the porcelain tub, knees hugged to his chest. The bathroom window had been thrown open so that his toxins can bleed out. Get yourself together, he scolded himself, shaking his head from side to side. Deep breathes in, deep breathes out.
So focused in his breathing, he jumped a little at the soft knocks, hand clasping over his mouth and nose. The noise he made was soft and cute, comical at best. Slowly, he stood up. “J-Just a moment!” He spoke out before he wobbled forward. Taking out the towels, he waited for a moment before cracking the door open. A purple eye peeked through the space of the door and the frame, brows drawn together. “Are you sure…? My mask … Is on the table, I can put it back on.”
“I’m sure. Just come on out.”
The look on his face was reassuring with a sense of trust, but there was a slight purse to his lips as he glanced back into the living room. His plants that were neatly shelved were now withered and brown, pieces already falling onto the floor and the counter that had his recently made breads and pastries were now on the list of what needed to be thrown away. Eyes eventually trail to where the balcony plants were and while it didn’t get all of them, the ones nearest the door were already starting to droop.
It’s hard to hide the disappointment, but he puts on a smile.
“How about this. I need to run to the store again and take out some of the garbage. If you feel comfortable, you can come out and relax while I’m not around so that you won’t feel as stressed.” Myles makes his way back into ground zero and starts to pull out the dried dead things before calling over his shoulder, “Make sure the cat comes inside and shake out the blankets.”
❛ i will protect you. it is my duty, knight or not. ❜ Rhys
The strong smell of blood radiated off the small trembling pile that could still be considered Myles. Body curled inwards protectively, and still reeling from the impact of the blow that would have killed him had it had the chance to land properly. Outside of hearing his own heartbeat rapid firing in his ears, he can hear the sounds of clashing metal, growls and screams that turned into bloody messy gargles and he doesn’t have the energy to look until it’s finally silent.
Knights masquerading as hunters, or hunters masquerading as knights – the witch had gotten too complacent, too comfortable, he’d forgotten that they still kill his kind and had Rhys not been there… Warm arms wrap around him that make him feel incredibly small, the shift in his body making him groan as the fever starts. Were the blades poisoned? Was the intent to capture and not kill? Or draw it out for as long as possible-
By the time he opens his eyes again, there’s a familiar ceiling above him and the shuffling sounds of a worried puppy. He’d broken out into a cold sweat, but the place where he was stabbed looked cleaned and ready to bandage. A weak delirious hand tries to wave the wolf away, mumbling about how he didn’t have to though he’s thoroughly dismissed.
I will protect you- knight or not–
The other’s voice is coming in waves and something is lost in translation, broken and foggy. Knight or not? Knight? As in- that doesn’t make sense-
“Rhys Knight… it sounds nice. You can take my last name if you want, but asking about marriage right now isn’t very good timing, don’t you think?”
❛ how can it be my destiny to protect someone who hates me? ❜ from teetee
“What the fuck are you talking about?” Myles finally snapped because Taezu was off his rocker. What was worse was that not even his psychic abilities or years and years of worldly experience were going to help him when this demon was so sure about being unsure of himself.
The mage was crouched at the edge of the stream trying to scrub the blood from his cloak after a brief but surprising battle - an unfortunate but common occurrence when traveling, but the demon appeared to be in deep thought about it. Moody even to the point where the small things they ended up bickering about. He knew it was something more than him going off on his own to forage or how protective he seemed to get when Mei was too close, but the outburst was surprising, scratching a part of his brain that just felt irritated.
“I don’t hate you Taezu and I doubt anything in your destiny has anything to do with me. If I did hated you, I’d have left both of you behind well before now. Probably when you were still stuck inside of Mei after the inn incident, so take that how you want. I also could have killed both you with a thought, but if you’re worried about… destiny, we can have your fortune read.” Elf was being a bit dismissive, they’ve been traveling too long and these spats were starting to get to him and the emotions in his magic were making tiny throned vines twist and grow about his ankles. Destiny and fortunes were nothing but parlor tricks and these stains weren’t coming out. “Maybe your destiny is to be as annoying as possible which you are succeeding at.”
❛ i’ve never seen a dragon before, what are they like? ❜
“But extremely finicky… Lose their tempers over the smallest things and then sleep for a few decades. But I guess you get bored after being alive so long.” Troy cut a piece of his apple and handed it to Nezumi with a shrug, “I’ve only ever seen one from far away, apparently they can take the shape of a human or… orc or something, so maybe we’ve all met a dragon once or twice without knowing it.” He munches away as he thinks about it and then nudges the other with a soft elbow. “Why, you wanna see one? Maybe they’re like genies and grant wishes. Or steal a princess.”
❛ any man who must say ‘i am the king’ is no true king. ❜
Troy stood triumphantly on the top of the hill looking down at his muddy companions. Myles was out of breath in the grass covered in dirt and Nikki – well she just seemed like she was being a sore loser. He won fare and square, he was king of the hill, it was the name of the game! Mouth opened to protest when a sound draws his attention.
People were coming, maybe they hadn’t heard them since they were goofing off– and sure enough from the tree line come a handful of ragged bandits, sneering like they’ve found a great haul. Myles didn’t even react save for sitting up with a roll of his eyes, so Troy looks over at Nikki, holding his fist out.
Rock, Paper, Scissors time.
He’d seen the guy a few times in passing. Normally around the community theatre when Nolan was trying to snag a side gig here and there to get him out of his slump. It wasn’t like he ever really got roles, but sometimes the owner would feel bad and let him in to do some painting for sets or help spray vodka on to some of the used wardrobes from the night before. It wasn’t much. It wasn’t enough. Nothing like he was used to. But it was enough to ease some of the frustrations of his now horribly mundane life.
"Hey!” the blonde calls out, sort of excited that the other was a somewhat familiar face. “I see you around every once and a while out here, but never in any of the productions. What gives?” he inquires, casting a glance up to the hanging sign. “You one of those guys that sucks at acting but you’re still tryin’, huh?”
And maybe Nolan should practice putting his foot into his mouth more often, but the way he smiles at the other at least indicates that he doesn’t realize how insulting those words could come off. Had this been months ago when he was at his highest, he would’ve thrown out an even more conceited comment. Perhaps something along the lines of: you gotta be a fan of mine!
Nolan steps around him, shoulders bumping against one another as he brushes past. “Well anyway, the owner’s probably not in today. He’s got the flu. Auditions were postponed for Tuesday night. See you then.”
Myles was making his usual rounds through the city and this particular day had him going to the places he liked best: a few cafes, a laundry mat, mattress store, a quick stop at a museum, and a few theater companies. It wasn’t that these particular places were anything special, but the people were the easiest and they had the best conversations. A net positive when he was required to look over their books and dealing with money that could potentially turn dark.
The owner of the community theater was a decent man, talking to him was easy and time spent often went by quickly. He was a bit disappointed that he wasn’t in, but the other attendant stepped away to get some receipts that the owner had left for him. Myles idled by looking over the notice board when someone calls to him.
Oh. It’s Nolan. Another project of his that has fallen off his radar simply due to his lack of… anything really. Nolan was the most mundane person he has had to watch in a while, not that it was a bad thing, but his personality and the drama that surrounded him was childish. It was no wonder his parents wanted him to look after him.
Before Myles can open his mouth to respond, the failed actor is already spewing a slew of unsolicited advice with an air of confidence that didn’t fit considering he looked like he was doing janitorial work, but something about it all was incredibly amusing. He doesn’t say anything, warm smile plastered on his face and he patiently waits for him to finish when the attendant came out with the manilla folder as if possessed by comedic timing.
“Thank you,” he takes the folder and raises an eyebrow at the other, “and you - are you going to be auditioning? I’d be careful about who you talk to, you never know who is going to steal your spot light Nolan, but you’re used to that, aren’t you?”
❛ i will paint the throne red with your blood. ❜ corrupted mei
A dark miasma surrounded the king, breathing into the room like a magical poison filling the air and making it static and electrified. The primordial was close, pressing itself against the material plane, desperate to get in to the point that it was difficult to even breathe. Jayson grinned as he lorded over the prize that Mei had brought, a long sought after tool that has been elusive for years, decades even, but now? With a finely molded twisted thing that Mei was, he accomplished what so many others could not. With an open palm, he pulled out a long black sturdy spear with an ivory tip and black opalescent feathers and tossed it to the half breed.
“A gift. For doing well. But don’t kill him. We need him alive. Just take enough of him so that he can’t run.”
The court murmured with dark chuckles and jeers; unfamiliar faces, degenerates, hitmen and sell outs, all vying for a place of power with this new transcendence they thought would come with their beloved Ucret. Everything in this place that was once so well known to the elf had been twisted, the chaos, the evil, all of it tainting everything to the point where the elf couldn’t even feel living earth beneath the stone. The emptiness he felt cut off his concentration, the connection he had severed leaving him with nothing but the crippling realization that this place was dead.
Blood pools into the mage’s mouth as he’s thrown onto the marble floor, desperation and horror on his face as he looks up at the man who has betrayed him. He doesn’t know where Taezu is, he can’t even find his mother in the crowd, fear building inside of his throat like a bubble ready to pop, but something was holding back his magic, screaming at him just enough that it was hard to see straight let alone think beyond what was right in front of him.
Gaze eventually falls defeatedly when Mei speaks, hands trembling as they mindlessly grip the cold floor. A shadow falls over him, looming from behind Mei and single chaotic eye from Jayson gloats, “break his legs.”
the sound of faint screaming as he watches all his plants die.
this is roughly the post i wish i had when i was diving into discord a while ago and i had no idea what any terms meant relative to what i was used to in tumblr. there are probably better resources out there for this already. idk.
so from what i’ve seen in discord, you’ll usually have:
- one server per partner. discord is mutual follows or bust, more or less.
- ‘making a server’ may sound intimidating but the hardest part is deciding which of you is going to do it and then coming up w/ a name tbh
- rping without a server and inside discord dms is possible, just might just make ooc chat awkward. it’s basically rping in tumblr ims
- if you make a server (big plus button on the left), you’ll need to send your partner an invite to it. you can just message them the link discord offers you
- at least one channel in the server for ooc chat (the default #general works well for this)
- roughly a channel per thread overall
- channel categories to organize things w/ if you want. not required. i’ve seen all sorts of permutations for ooc chats and ic threads across categories. a good starting point may be just “ooc” and “ic” categories. general chat and nsfw/inspo channels in the ooc category, and rp threads in the ic category. you can also do per-ship categories with channels (threads) within them
- historically i think there’s been less focus on visuals as part of discord threads compared to tumblr. it was a bit more laid back because there’s not as much room for formatting in discord, and including images is a bit more awkward. that may change considering any exodus from tumblr to discord will be nontrivially centered around visuals ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
- discord is generally more private than indie accounts on tumblr. servers are private by default. no one can see your writing on a server, your formatting, how quickly or slowly you reply, etc, except your partner. they have way more in common with 1x1 rps than the indie rp scene tbh. i think the closest thing to an indie rp community in discord would be some kind of huge public server with a category per user. i don’t think that exists at this point
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It’s Sunday so maybe have some Myles facts.
- He likes kissing – a lot – if you can ever get him to do it.
- vore is low key on the table
- nothing like a good hate / post-fight fucking
- will brawl you if you try to put your mouth on his peen…
- …but he’s really good at blow jobs
- swallows and will judge you if you don’t
- can cum with no hands
- ears and fingers are critical kill zones
- Dominant leaning / Top leaning, but 100% switch because he doesn’t care 90% of the time
- more likely to adhere to his partner’s kinks than ever voice his own
- because his kinks are usually really nasty and he recognizes this
- would fuck a clone / twin / look-a-like but would kill them after because that self hatred kink is real
It’s Sunday so maybe have some Troy facts.
- capable of being a switch but 99% top.
- Service or Dom top dependent on partner – he’s definitely a giver
- does not care if he doesn’t cum
- has a mouth kink, will nibble on your fingers and…
- …will eat you out for hours. front and back. will take breaks and get right back to it.
- likes leaving marks and receiving them. hickies, bruises, scratches, gets a hard on just thinking about them
- does not care about gender or what parts you have, he is here for all the bits
- not into heavy BDSM, will need a partner to hold his hand through this one
- has little shame about location. will surprise finger you in the haunted house at the local carnival
- is into predator/prey play but he doesn’t know there’s a word for it
Myles @ his partners: