[ FANGS ] For Sender To Playfully Bite Receiver With Plastic Fangs.

working on replies, but a wish list item is a hades x persephone like trope.

psa;

 i am a shy roleplayer. messaging people first doesn’t come easy to me. i go to send someone a message and then my mind goes a million miles an hour; what if they don’t like my writing, what if they don’t even know who my muse is, what if they don’t like the fandom, what if they’re roleplaying with someone who roleplays the same muse, *rereads the rules 10000s times but still gets paranoid im brekaing a rule*, what if they aren’t following me, are the mutuals only, what if they don’t like the plot i have in mind. and basically it fills me with so much nervousness and fear i just back away and continue to watch from afar.  this doesn’t mean i never message first, when i’m confident the person likes my writing style/blog i find approaching them a little bit easier.  this isn’t anything personal or me trying to be superior in any way. i am shy, have low confidence, and am very unsure of myself and my writing.  if i follow you and never message you, i’m sorry, i truly am. but i adore each and every one of you and love to see you all. if i had it my way i would speak and roleplay to all of you.  i hope you all can understand and forgive my unhealthy way of thinking (✿◠‿◠)

STEPHANIE VAQUER RETAINS THE WWE NXT WOMEN'S CHAMPIONSHIP

WWE NXT Stand & Deliver | April 19th, 2025

Reblog this if your IMs and/or Discord are open 24/7 for plotting.

PROMPTS FOR PRE ESTABLISHED CONNECTIONS AND CREATING HISTORY BETWEEN CHARACTERS *  assorted dialogue for giving your characters a history and giving them past things or events to talk about, adjust as necessary

do you remember what i told you last time?

have you been doing well since i saw you?

that's not what you told me back then.

when was the last time i saw you?

you were shorter then.

i'm picking the restaurant this time.

we've known each other since we were children.

always knew i could count on you.

that time was different. this is worse.

you're not going to let me live that down, are you?

i seem to remember a conversation we had back then.

so you changed your mind about it?

do you remember our encounter in paris?

you should know me by now.

am i the only one that knows the truth?

we had a lot of help back then.

your mom told me to look out for you.

you just love bringing that back up to annoy me.

maybe don't mention my past indescretions?

this was never going to work out between us.

i told you not to get attached.

i know more about you than you think.

i was there, remember?

i'm not about to forget all the shit you put me through.

you told me you were going to try and make this work.

remember what i said to you?

the last time i saw you, things were good between us.

you never mentioned this before.

that was the longest flight of my life, and you made it worse.

can i still trust you after all that?

at least we tried to make something work.

we never discussed what happened between us.

okay, but i'm driving the car this time.

i haven't forgotten what you said last week.

i'm still thinking about your comment.

i didn't realize it was you when i first saw you.

you seem to make a lot of enemies around here.

there's not much for us to talk about.

we worked it out last time.

i know you far better than you know yourself.

we have a long history.

is that the shirt you were wearing last time?

what don't i know about you?

i haven't told them about us.

you were the only person i could go to.

you know me.

this is bigger than both of us.

i can't stand your driving.

are you taking me to the place we had dinner last time?

that's not at all what you said.

didn't we agree on that?

i thought i made it very clear where i stand.

are these the same people that came after you last time?

are you still going on about it?

can we talk about it?

staying silent about it won't help.

you're the only person who knows the real me.

this is a bad time to talk about your problems.

He steps closer, and she doesn’t even hold her breath—still calm, still rational. She’s testing him, but maybe he’s testing her too. He could advance like a predator, but she’s been around monsters before. This? This isn't a monster. A genius, perhaps, and maybe a little mad—but Moxley isn’t a monster.

"I have to see if you're worthy of burning for," she states, voice steady. There's no hint of doubt in her words. It's in her DNA—this certainty. She would burn with anyone, if the cause was worth it.

"I've always known I'd burn. But for what? That’s for me to decide. When I do, there will be no turning back—I'm in, completely... one hundred percent. But there’s only one chance. So I have to be sure."

continued from here || @combatzoned

"Oh, I have no doubt standing there well the world is burning and being burnt yourself wouldn't be a shock to you. But what happens when the kickback comes? When they don't fall to your ideas and ways? When they raise up and engulf you?" Her hands coming up as if to mimic flames that would threaten him to swallow him whole. "Are you willing to die for the cause? Just you, I know you don't care about anyone else." her head tilted a little to the side, "or am I wrong, please correct me if I am."

Ottessa Moshfegh, from "Eileen: A Novel," originally published in 2015