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Yandere Spider Demon Family (platonic)
All Rui wanted was to fill that void of not having a family, he wanted that bond that he believed he hadn't gotten with his first family and that's just what he had created for himself. With the assistance of Master Muzan's blood, he was more then capable of bringing forth his vision of a family, his family. Albeit, his family wasn't necessarily "real" but that didn't hinder Rui from going along with his own delusions. After all, if he wanted a family then that's just what he was going to get, no matter how many disappointing, failing 'family members' he had to go through to achieve his image.
He is going to get his perfect family at any and all costs.
Rui
Rui would be the one to bring you into the family, of course he would, this is his family after all. He's the one who will decide whether you're fit for your role in being part of the family, critiquing anything and everything you do, no matter how small or minimal it maybe. He'll watch you closely, having the other family members watch you as well.
Maybe you're a demon who had run off to the mountain to flee from the Demon Slayer Corps or maybe you're a demon slayer who had been sent to take out whatever demon had been inhabiting the mountain, not knowing what you would be in for. Maybe you had gotten in the way of one of your comrades to protect them and that snapped something in Rui. Or you could be just some poor soul who wandered into their territory, how foolish of you (Imagine the Spider family with a human new addition, someone so much weaker and vulnerable compared to the rest of them.). It doesn't really matter how you came to be on the mountain, in their territory, watching you're every move Rui sees just how well you'd be as part of his family, deciding your fate then and there.
You'll be forced to be the closest to Rui, he'll keep you by his side if he has to to ensure that you two will be bonded. He will expect you to fulfill your role as whatever he gives you, holding high expectations not only for you but everyone who becomes part of the family. You won't be exempt from consequences and or punishments if you're deserving of them, but the least Rui will make an exception for is that he'll never kill you.
You'll surely, without a doubt, give into the family fantasy. At first, you'll just be playing house to save yourself from punishment or overall death, but you'll gradually fall into your role as part of the family, probably lying to yourself to the point of believing that they really are your family.
Rui, along with the rest of the family would probably prefer someone who is naive and kind, someone who can be easily manipulated and controlled by them. Having someone full of warmth and kindness would be a complete change compared to the cold and loneliness they all are subjected to, even within the family.
Rui can be rather possessive and territorial of you, even with the other family members, but they've learned their places by now. Or at least some of them have. The others will just have to be taught a lesson until it's carved into their memory that your time is mostly Rui's. He sees the other family members as disposable compared to you, you're the one that really means something to him, especially given his image of family.
He sees you as family and feels a real bond with you, unlike the 'fillers' that are your guys' other family members. Rui has no problem getting rid of them and just having it be the two of you but that would hurt you, wouldn't it? After all, you have grown to see them as family, how could you just let Rui take them away like that?
You'll be the only one who can manage to keep Rui at bay with his outbursts and bashing out at the others. You're able to save them from their inevitable dates, even just for a time, but you can't be their savior all the time. You do have a role to fulfill as as part of the family now, and Rui will remind you of that time after time.
Rui will have his soft moments, only with you though. The longer you prove your worth, filling your role and forming a real bond with him, he'll be more likely to allow himself to feel vulnerable with you. Something he didn't know he was capable of anymore. You'll be able to bring out the real Rui as long as you're willing to try.
Something that would really win Rui over is if you ever tried to protect him, he is the most powerful out of the family, so their isn't really any need for the others to protect him, but you going out of your way to do so would make Rui obsess over you all the more. He'll get emotional, especially if you got hurt as a result of protecting him.
Speaking of which, if you ever got hurt, whether from protecting him or by being attacked in general, Rui would lose his shit. He'll slaughter, shred, and do whatever he can to kill the person who did anything to you, even if it was another family member. He's not going to allow for anyone to hurt his family, especially you.
The other family members don't really have any of their own opinions about you, all that matters is that you fill your role, falling into place with the family. It won't take them until much later on, after playing house for awhile, that they'll really start to grow their own attachments to you.
Spider Father
Father is just as delusional as Rui, he fills his role as father just as he should and he expects everyone to do the same with their own roles. He is extremely protective of his family, willing to do just about anything for them. Whether that's due to his genuine care for his 'family' or just for his survival, it doesn't matter, as long as he fills his role at the end of the day.
Despite his investment towards his family, his children, you'll surely become his favorite. He'll gradually grow attached to you, being one of the first ones to not only fall along into the obsession of you, but to also be solely bonded to you, excluding Rui.
Father would have a such soft spot for you, you're presence alone is enough to calm him down. He doesn't want you seeing him lash out, especially towards Mother, he doesn't want you to be scared of him. He wants you to see him as a good father, someone you can count on for protection and providing. He never wants you to fear him, unlike anyone else.
He'll often check on you when he's doing his rounds, patrolling the mountain. He likes to check in and see if you're safe and well. You're probably a lot weaker compared to everyone else and he feels the need to protect you even more because of it, they all do.
Father can have his softer moments, not only with you but everyone else too, it only took you being brought into the family for there to be changes like that. He'll often give you and the children piggyback rides, or spiderback rides?, all around the mountain. You may even be able to get Rui to indulge in them too.
He also likes to play with your hair, something he only started doing when you came around, playing with with everyone's hair. He'll also give headpats or hair ruffles, you'll get loads of them.
You'll be able to get him to be much more gentle with Mother, too. Especially if you voice how much it hurts to see Mother crying and hurting, he'll do anything for you.
If anything ever happened to you, along with the rest of the family but mostly you, Father would go berserk. There's nothing that would stop his from destroying the people or demons who hurt you in any way. None of the family stand by and allow that to happen, ever.
Spider Mother
Mother would be apprehensive and weary of being too close with you given Rui and Father's own growing, festering attachments towards you. She's already been punished enough, she doesn't want to upset either of them any more then she already has, especially concerning you.
Showing any kind of kindness and gentleness to her would really draw her in. Everyone in the family can be so cruel and cold, but you're showing her something she hasn't had in a long time if at all. She'll bask in whatever warmth and affection you'll gift her with. It won't take her long to fall alongside Rui and Father in their obsession of you.
She'll learn to fill her role as mother by watching you and taking on some of your behavior and tendencies, which will earn her better resignation among the family, especially with Rui.
Mother would love to show you her dolls, performing little shows for you and the rest of the family. She also loves having you sit with her, sharing her rock and looking at the moon and the stars.
She's the softest out of the family, picking up on your warmth and affection, she'll gladly return it all tenfold. Mother really loves to hold you close, basking in your very existence, it really makes here feel so warm and...dare she say, "happy". You make her so happy and free, feelings she hasn't felt for a long time.
Mother loves to do your hair, no matter how long or short it may be, she loves messing with it in any and all ways.
You're her baby, her precious baby, and she will uphold her role as Mother just for you. She doesn't want you having another mother, no one could possibly take her place just like no one could possible replace you. She'll do her damndest to keep this family together, for you.
If anything ever happened to you, Mother would become enraged, she'll be heartbroken but she's going to lash out first. Once everything is said and done she'll be by your side once more, like any mother.
If you ever died, Mother would be the first to join you. She'll gladly walk out into the warm sunlight just to be with her baby again, the two of you being free together at least.
All the family members would eventually do the same, hoping to maybe be a family again in the afterlife, even if it is in Hell. Maybe you'll all even be returned into the same family, being together once again.
Spider Brother
(Whenever I see this dude, i just fucking lose it laughing. I don't know why.)
Brother is an odd one, he without a doubt likes the violence and chaos that was the original family before you came along and that's how it still is. He doesn't much care for you or your role in the family, honestly he most likely wishes you'd never came along to begin with but there's no going against Rui when he sets his mind on something.
He's definitely a little teasing shit, he'll do whatever to get a rise out of you, one way or another. If you're scared of his spider minions then he'll use that against you, you'll be seeing them everywhere from now on. If you hate that he just pops out of nowhere then he'll be doing it more often. He's that shitty brother who just never let's up about anything.
Rui, Father, and Mother will all have talks with him but it won't do much, at least Mother and Father won't really get any result from him. Rui, on the other hand, sure will. Brother will, at the very least, tone his teasing/cruel pranks down a smidge, but that's about all he'll do.
You may even thing that Brother hates you, but that couldn't be further from the truth. At first, he couldn't have cared less about you but the longer you're around and more fun he has with messing with you, the more he grows fond of you. Coming to realize that, in some twisted way, this is what a family is like, this is how siblings are with each other, at least to an extent.
He'll secretly adore his new little sibling but you're not getting a peep out of him about it, no one will ever get anything from him about it but they all know.
As vicious and cruel as Brother can be, he's much more terrifying and merciless when your safety is concerned or if he believessomeone is trying to take his place with you.
He won't tolerate anyone messing with his sibling unless he's the one doing so. Anyone who tries to so much as do anything to you will be poisoned immediately, turning into a spider and becoming yet another little minion of his. No one messes with his family, unless it's him, especially not some little humans from the Demon Slayer Corps.
Brother can have his much nicer moments, particularly after some of the meaner things he does to you, he'll send some of his little minions with gifts for you. Sometimes it's a flower he found, or something that one of the demon slayers or humans had on them that he thought you'd like. He'll never admit it but he does like to see you smile, at least from time to time.
Spider Sister
Sister became part of the family solely to save herself from the Demon Slayer Crops, otherwise she wouldn't have been part of such a thing. She felt the need to pay her debt by filling her role as a sister and so that's what she did.
She felt rather threatened when Rui had brought you home, she didn't want you to replace her, even if the family wasn't good to beging with. She was necessarily mean to you but she would try to get something on you to get you in trouble with any of the other family members, maybe then she'd be a good sister/daughter if you were out of the picture. But no one ever budged when it came to you, hell, you didn't even budge whenever she asked you about running away or something of the sort. It was hopeless in the end.
It wasn't until you had come to her baring a gift, that she really started to look at you in a new light. You were really trying to fill your role but along the way you came to see these other beings, these people, as family. She was weary at first, not trusting you, but that changed soon enough.
She'd seen what happened to those who didn't fill their roles or were just disappointing in general and she didn't want any of that for you. She wanted you to thrive, she wanted to thrive with you. She knew that the others' loved you dearly but she still felt that she had to watch out for you, which was odd since she really only watched out for herself.
If you weren't spending most of your time with Rui then sister would have you to herself, at least until Mother or Father came to get you. Brother only coming when he wanted to see you squeal or shriek from whatever mean thing he had planned for you.
Sister would really start to take her role seriously once you're part of the family. She wants to be the best older sister, not only for Rui, but also for you. She wants to be something, someone, that you're proud of, that you're proud to call your sister. She wants to make you prouder than anything or anyone else.
You and Sister will often chase each other around the mountain, maybe even getting the rest of the family involved too, playing a fun game of tag. She would also accompany you and Father on your usual piggyback rides around the mountain too, each of you on either of his shoulders or holding onto each other while on his back.
Sister will eventually love you along with the rest of the family, falling into their shared obsession with their new family member. She'll be just as willing to do anything for you, like they all are willing to do.
The family would really come to feel like a true, genuine family once you've been brought in, filling your role as the strings that keep them all tied together as they should be, as a real family should be. Not letting them fall apart, not again.
Bless whatever poor soul may try to come between this family and their new addition, they'll surely be destroyed without so much as a blink.
Aberration - Chapter 1
MHA!Various x Fem!Reader
Thriller/Horror/Drama
Criminal!AU
Words: 2.3k
A/N: Yay, here’s the first chapter of my new AU! It might be a little slower at first but it’ll pick up the further we get into it. So I hope you like this!
Warnings: Yandere Themes, Mentions of murder, blood, felonies, bullying, swearing.
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of MHA, just this story. In no way does this reflect the characters, writers or VAs of the show/manga. MINORS DNI.
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Aberration Masterlist/Character profiles
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In this world, mutations, renamed as ‘Quirks’, are abnormal. Only about 5%-8% of the world population are known to have these so called ‘Quirks’. You are a graduate of one of the most prestigious science tech schools in the country. You’ve been selected to work for a secret scientific research facility that houses some of the most notorious criminals in the nation. Besides their crimes, what makes these individuals incredibly dangerous are their mutations. After meeting these individuals, they seem to have taking a liking to you. That should make your research and search for the cure all that much easier…
Right?
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Predetermined
wanted to start a new year of writing off with a bang >:D
Soulmate AU (red thread of fate)
Warnings: stalking, mentions of kidnapping, graphic depictions of violence, gore, blood, death, threats of violence
Word count: 9k
When Feitan noticed the red thread that hung from his pinky finger and trailed off in a random direction in the middle of the afternoon, he found himself hesitant to follow it.
He knew that he needed to follow and find whoever was at the end of it if just for the sake of his own nen abilities. To boost them as well as ensure that he would still have them by keeping his soulmate alive. It was something everyone in the troupe needed to do, to secure their soulmate once they discovered them, and they all would have done so regardless of Chrollo’s instruction. No one wanted to lose their ability to use nen.
But the fact that his use of nen was tied to some random person that he knew nothing about had the concept of soulmates leaving a sour taste in Feitan’s mouth. Whoever was attached to the end of that thread was someone that he would ultimately need to take care of, regardless of if he even liked them or not. All because of some oddity with the way nen worked that was completely out of his control.
And it was more than likely that whoever this person was, they wouldn’t be able to see the thread, so they wouldn’t understand the significance of meeting him. Feitan would either need to take a slower approach by building up a relationship in a natural manner, as Chrollo and Shalnark had done, or a more straight-forward approach by just taking them and going from there, which was the way Uvogin and Nobunaga had gone about things.
Feitan already felt more inclined towards the latter option. He was just passing through this particular area and had no plans to stay long. Along with the fact that he wasn’t the most sociable or approachable person around, it was just more practical to go with the second choice.
He quietly sighed as he began to follow the thread, finding himself wishing that his circumstances might be more like Pakunoda’s; she’d been lucky enough that her soulmate was able to see the thread and understood what it meant, though they didn’t seem to have a complete understanding of nen. Though he backtracked a bit on calling her “lucky”. Paku’s soulmate followed her around like a lovesick puppy, and though Pakunoda seemed to enjoy doting on them, Feitan knew he would quickly get tired of someone like that.
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Hey guys.
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If there’s any chance somebody could help with that by donating some money, that would be awesome!
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A Creeply Christmas
Because sometimes we all need to spend Christmas with the characters we love most.
I wrote this while listening to “Believe” from The Polar Express on repeat and the vibes were immaculate, so I hope you enjoy
Merry Christmas everyone
It was a calm, tranquil Christmas morning in the Underworld. All citizens and even the king himself were tucked snuggly into bed, comforted by the warmth given to them compared to the harsh Underworld winters. A calm walk through the woods within would show you nothing but snowy bliss, even the monsters hidden within enjoying the quiet of the world and sleeping in. Snow softly drifted down, the trees standing firm despite the weight of the frozen flakes resting upon them. The world was the very image of calm, and it seemed that everything would be going right today.
Or, at least, it was peaceful and calm until you reached the heart of the forest. Of course, Slender’s mansion always had to be the oddball out, and while it had been enraptured in tranquility for most of the morning, a lot of its residents were now up and running about, causing quite a ruckus, especially because-
“WE’RE OUT OF COFFEE? ON CHRISTMAS MORNING?!” Jane’s voice carried through the mansion, her irritation causing those around her to ring out in laughter as she searched through the cabinets in a panic. A deep chuckle from behind her pulled her out of her frenzy, a muscular arm reaching past her.
“It’s right here, hun. I picked up more last night.” Tim’s morning voice resounded out deeply and served to calm her even further as he placed her favorite flavor within her outstretched hands.
“You’re awfully rambunctious this morning, aren’t you, Jane?” Brian teased her, sliding next to her to prepare his own mug of coffee.
“Well, how could I not be?! After all, they’ll be here today!” Her previous morning grumpiness forgotten, she danced around in excitement as she waited for her cup to be filled.
“As if the entire house isn’t up and ready to go just for that reason alone,” Jeff grumbled out as he joined those in line for coffee, BEN’s laughter ringing out from above as he floated into the room.
“I mean, come on Brian, don’t act like you weren’t fretting all night last night over whether or not they’d enjoy your gift.” BEN teased him with a wink, landing at the kitchen table and digging into Slender’s famous Christmas pancakes.
“W-WELL! It is their first Christmas with us, and I just- Well- I- I- I want it to be special…” His volume diminished as he shyly fiddled with his hands, joining BEN at the table for his own serving of pancakes.
“I’m sure they’ll be happy just to be receiving something from you in general, Brian.” Slender’s voice boomed from the head of the table as he flicked through his morning paper.
Soon, all residents were happily munching on their Christmas breakfasts, Toby being the last to join them, still bundled up in his blankets, hair an absolute disaster from his bedhead. It was a calm and joyful morning for all of the residents, and even the nocturnal creeps had stayed up to partake in the Christmas festivities. All of them were excited, and not just because it was Christmas, but because they’d get to see their favorite person; you would be joining them this Christmas.
As the time for your arrival ticked closer, the clocks throughout the mansion serving as a constant reminder, everyone began growing antsier and antsier, the excitement flowing through all of them and providing a lively atmosphere within the walls of the mansion.
“They’re gonna like my present most!” BEN proudly boasted, pointing to himself as he struck a confident pose in front of the grand tree taking up most of the room.
“N-no, I’m sure… They’ll like mine… Even more!” Toby refuted, poking his head into the room to pout at BEN as he finished up some last-minute decorations Brian had found the night before. Jeff’s laughter resounded between the two of them as he pulled Toby into his arms, ruffling his hair in a teasing manner.
“As if the two of you chumps could beat me when it comes to picking out presents for them, I’m obviously gonna be the winner!” Bickering started amongst them, before getting cut off with a scoff from Tim.
“It’s not a competition,” he stated, taking a long swig of his coffee from his seat by the window before flashing them a cocky smirk, “But if it was, I’d be the one taking the cake.”
“Oh REALLY now?!” They all taunted back, laughter filling up the room as everyone began bragging about how it was their own gifts that would surely become your favorite, that they each knew you far better than the others. As the time for your arrival finally closed in, they had all begun racing towards the door, wanting to greet you immediately.
“I… Get… The first hug!!” Toby shouted out, racing to get there first.
“You got the first hug last time, it’s my turn today!” BEN yelled back, shooting past him to guard the door.
“You’ll all end up getting a hug anyway, does it really matter who gets it first?” EJ yawned out, moving to hide in the darkest corner by the door, a blanket draped around him and his eyes tiredly blinking as he too wanted to be there to greet you.
“Of course it does! The first hug is the best hug!” BEN pouted at him, cheeks and chest puffed out.
“Why don’t we just do one big hug this year?” Brian suggested, joining the group. Everyone considered it thoughtfully, providing their own suggestions and ideas, as snow began to crunch softly outside.
Your footsteps, gentle but fast as you moved through the woods echoed around you, your arms tight around your chest for added warmth, your breaths coming out in clouds in the chilly morning air. A smile bloomed on your face as the familiar outer walls of the mansion came into view, and you found yourself moving faster to reach your destination. As you knocked softly on the door, it had been swung quickly open, surprising you as you were met with the eager smiling, cheering faces of those that cherished you most.
You’d been swept up into a large, glob of a hug, BEN and Toby fighting to be closer to you as everyone swarmed around you, going with Brian’s idea of a group hug. Laughter filled the air as you made your way through the blob, hugging each creep in turn.
“I can’t wait to have you open presents, I need to have proof that my gift was the best!”
“No, MY gift is the best!”
“No… It’s mine they’ll… Like most!”
“Oh, come on shitheads, you know I’ve got the best taste.”
“You barely have common sense, how are we to expect you to have taste?”
“HEY! I’m not THAT bad!”
Laughter surrounded you once more as you found yourself surrounded by the warmth and mirth of those around you, and as your own laughter sounded out, causing them to all pause and look eagerly at you, silence filling the room again.
“You don’t have to compete for which gifts are the best, because after all,” the smile upon your face had taken away the breath of everyone in the room as they stared at you in awe, “You’re all the greatest gift I could possibly ask for, and all I need.” As your laughter filled the room again, the timid creeps around you moved closer for more hugs and head pats as they cooed at you, helping you move to the living room so you could make sure you had a seat.
They’d make sure this was your best Christmas yet, because, after all, you deserved it- and as the person they all loved most, they’d do anything to give you the love and warmth you need.
SAVE A GIRLS SERVICE DOG
(The gif is just a placeholder until I figure out how the hecks to get the photo of makana's dog out of the gofundme, cause if you don't have photos it's not eye-catching and thats. Very counterintuitive.)
I know this is a little bit out of the ordinary for me, but this is serious. An online friend of mine, Makana, needs help paying for a lawyer to keep her service dog. She has severe mental health complications that would make it extremely difficult for her to function without Buddy, who she's had for over 5 years now. She's currently preparing for a nasty court case between her and her mother over the custody of Buddy. (See site for more details) Anything you give goes towards her lawyer. If you can donate any margin of money, whether that be 20 dollars or just mere cents, it would be greatly appreciated. If you can't donate, it's fine, that's okay, but PLEASE reblog for reach, or make your own post if you must. I don't care what you do, as long as it's something.
OM: New Event System Guide
Firstly, unless Solmare change their mind, the new mechanic introduced in the current event is intended to be permanent.
This is how events will function from this time forward, from the Celestial loot boxes to the lack of SSRs in the event Nightmare.
My guide for the new events is one step long and very simple:
DON'T.
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Events in the new system no longer have rewards. Instead they have prizes available via loot boxes, a type of gambling.
Loot boxes are required in most legal systems to list their odds of each item - even if those odds are equal. Solmare has not done this and risks the game being pulled from international app stores as a result.
If the odds are indeed flat, your chances of getting the first character SSR (Simeon) is 1 in 250, as each box has 250 items. You have to get that card twice in order to open the next box.
To get the SSR costs up to 125,000 points.
Versus the old system, 100,000 for the SSR.
To get the demon UR costs 500,000 points.
Versus the old system, 285,000 for the UR.
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The number of battles remains the same - 83 per day if the extra battles via adverts are available.
The base reward per battle is 120 points.
The base daily total is 9960.
The base event total is 119,520.
ie, not enough for the SSR.
(This is a keyed event so the base event total will be lower than this in fact.)
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The event Nightmare contains no SSR or SR cheat cards, only URs.
The odds of pulling an event UR do not change regardless of increasing or decreasing the number of URs.
The odds remain at 0.5%, ie an average of 1 UR for every 200 pulls.
This means your chances of having a higher battle total due to cheat cards is far lower than in previous events.
The only way to get higher odds is to use a UR voucher. You can try and win one for just 625,000 points ಠ_ಠ
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The loot boxes contain more prizes in terms of backgrounds, icons, and random items, as well as AP, DP and DV.
However, your chances of getting any of these is far small (1 in 250 per box), rendering most of the prizes useless, and opening the next box dependent on you earning up to 250 openings of the previous box.
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By the way, the Charge Missions this time around are also more expensive - anything from $200-400 depending on your currency - and no longer count level up sales or spending DP towards the totals.
Only purchased DP counts.
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tl;dr
In order to get the Diavolo and Lucifer URs you will have to earn up to 1,000,000 points.
Your odds of getting any one prize are 1/250.
Not listing odds of loot boxes is legally and ethically dubious and misleading.
It is possible to do 200 pulls and get only one UR.
This is the planned event mechanic going forward - without the 100 (x2) free pulls.
There is no guaranteed card prize for ftp players.
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Finally, please be aware that loot boxes are GAMBLING.
Obey Me has gone from a game that included one element of gambling via gacha, to a game that is solely reliant on gambling.
Nightmare is gambling.
Event prizes are gambling.
Gambling without odds listed is horrifically irresponsible.
Gambling games are NOT SUITABLE for minors.
People with adhd, anxiety, depression, and so forth are all at higher risk of falling prey to spending spirals and gambling addiction.
Please do not waste your money 😞
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Edited by Me 👁️👄👁️
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Credits to @Frikin_Killer on Twitter for the meme reference
Credits to Genshin Impact Global Community for the Idea
The Bros get caught under the mistletoe with you
notes: i wanted to do something for Christmas... Although its early, I think it would be pretty cool ta do this! sorry its a bit short, by the way. cw: none I can think of
.ೃ࿐ Well.. he doesn’t really know why that strange plant was up there in the first place. He’s heard of the tradition, yes, but who in the actual world put it there? They’re gonna receive a good scolding after this.
.ೃ࿐ After he glares at the mistletoe for a good minute, he turns his focus to you. Wait, hold on. Does that mean he could kiss you?
.ೃ࿐ He gets so smug about it, too. If you point out the mistletoe to him, he’ll just act as if he was oblivious to the whole thing. But if you don’t-
“Ah, what a troubling situation we’ve got ourselves in. Though, I’d feel I would be disrespecting this season if I were to not follow the tradition, don’t you agree?”
.ೃ࿐ Was probably just dragging you around to run from… something, really, when has he not been running from anything? /j
.ೃ࿐ While you two catch your breath, you notice something above both of you. Yep, ya guessed it. The awaited mistletoe! You gesture to it, looking at Mammon. He looked above you both, then looked at you back with confusion.
.ೃ࿐ Hasn’t heard of the tradition before, as you explain it, he slowly gets more and more flustered.
“I-It ain’t like I wanted to follow that stupid plant’s rules or anythin’! But… Guess there’s no helpin’ it if we’re already here.”
.ೃ࿐ It happened completely by chance. Neither of you was expecting it.
.ೃ࿐ You and him were just waiting around for the other to make a move. He saw this kind of stuff in anime and manga, he didn’t expect it to ACTUALLY happen to him though. While he’s nervously shuffling his feet, you assure him that he wouldn’t need to if he wasn’t comfortable with it.
“NO- I mean… It’s bad—no, NO, It's not… Gah, I mean! It wouldn’t be so bad if you were the one I’d have to, you know…!”
.ೃ࿐ He looks up at the mistletoe, then looks back at you, seemingly trying to read your expressions. He knows the whole deal about mistletoes, of course. But he isn’t sure if you were alright with it.
.ೃ࿐ He’d gesture to the mistletoe, looking at you expectantly.
“It seems we’ve been caught by this mistletoe. Would you like to follow the tradition with me? Only if you’d like to, of course.”
.ೃ࿐ Probably has a mistletoe in his pockets, so he could kiss you on-the-go. That little …
.ೃ࿐ He brings it out when he wants a kiss from you, waving it above both of you. He knows he could just ask for a kiss, but isn’t this method much more fun?
“Hehe, what a shame! We’re under the mistletoe! You know what that means, right, dearie~?”
.ೃ࿐ Beel was too busy wolfing down some roasted potatoes to notice, so you had to point it out to him yourself.
.ೃ࿐ He looked at the mistletoe, swallowing the last whole potato. He then turned to you and smiled.
“Oh, I heard about this Asmo. He kept talking about it all day… Do you want to try this out with me?”
.ೃ࿐ He was just walking around with you, trying to find a suitable nap spot. Belphie saw something unusual above you two, though.
.ೃ࿐ You notice him looking at it with a puzzled look on his face and proceeded to explain the whole deal of the tradition to him.
“Huh... That's kinda weird, but I don’t mind if it means I can kiss you.”
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matching halloween costumes- obey me! hcs
Warning: Cursing
Characters: Brothers/Sides x GN!MC (Luke's is platonic of course!)
Words: 1544
✨My Masterlist✨
Lucifer
He literally doesn’t have time for this. He’s busy MC, please stop bugging him about matching costumes. He’s not dressing up for Halloween and that’s final!
Is absolutely appalled when you roll up dressed exactly like him, black wig and all. Everyone finds it hilarious that there’s a tiny, human Lucifer running around.
“Exactly what is it you’re supposed to be? Ah, the Avatar of Pride, who doesn’t have time for Halloween… Carry on.” (Proceeds to follow you around all evening, even though he was sooooo busy. He’s proud alright? And you’re so cute?)
Mammon
Fuckin’ loves this time of year. He will absolutely wear matching costumes with you! (He’ll try to claim he’s only doing it out of necessity. That, if you get lost, he can point to himself and say ‘where’s my other half?’ *cue blushing mess*)
What do you wanna be? Bonnie and Clyde? Bank robbers? Pirates? No?
Oh… Wait, you wanna be a vampire and his victim? Uh, sign him up, motherfucker’s got his teeth on your neck before you finish the sentence. (He’s only adding detail to the costume, chill out human.)
Might “borrow” Lucifer’s cape to complete the look.
“Hey MC! Do you think we could get into the Demon Lord’s Castle dressed like this? This cape has pockets…” (You have to convince him that, no, you’re not disguised that well. He’s wearing his older brother’s coat.)
Leviathan
Eh, he can wear cosplay at cons anytime of the year. What’s the big deal about Halloween? Where you have to go outside and talk to people? Puh-lease MC.
Oh… you want to…. Wear… You want to match with him?!
Bitch grabbed his sewing machine at the speed of light!
You wanna be Henry and the Lord of Shadows, right? Or, maybe some anime couple! That would be cool. N-not that it has to be a couple! But… you know… Sailor Moon and Tuxedo Mask… that would be cool right?
“MC, I, uh, kinda need to measure you so I can make your costume. I know it’s weird but— Y-you don’t mind?” (Proceeds to drop the measuring tape four times because he accidentally touched your bare skin. Dork.)
Satan
Yeah, okay, he can do that. He’s always wanted someone to match costumes with, but… none of his brothers ever dress up as anything interesting.
Perhaps you could be characters from a romance novel? Or a detective and his sidekick? Oh… you have something in mind already?
A cat-themed superhero. And his love interest? Do go on, MC. He’d love to hear more.
“Okay, so… what do I say when it’s time? My catchphrase? Right. Cataclysm!” (He wishes that would work on Lucifer.)
Asmodeus
He’s definitely gonna match with you! He starts planning before you can finish asking. What the fuck is the point of Halloween if you can’t be cute with your S.O.?
You could be fairies! Or cheerleaders! Or if you want to win the cutest costume contest, you could dress up as him and he as you. ;)
You like the faerie idea? Faeries it is!
He insists on doing your makeup. And picking out jewelry to match your costumes. And takes 2,000 pics for Devilgram. And-
“MC~! I think my fake wings are slipping off. Wanna give me a hand with them? Thank you dear~ Oh, it seems like yours are coming off as well. Can’t have that.” (*proceeds to wrap his arms around you to 'fix' your wings, which were perfect to begin with*)
Beelzebub
You wanna match? That’s fine. He doesn’t care. Give the boy some candy and he’ll do whatever you want. You wanna be something food related? Might not be the best idea. He might nibble your costume… just a bit. Hey, authentic bite marks!
But, yeah, okay, you can be a burger and fries. And Beel will definitely rope Belphie into being a drink. And the three of you are a combo meal. :)
“MC, do you think we could stop at Hell’s Kitchen on the way to the party? You look so tasty, it’s making me hungry.” (You get some food and keep a bag of candy with you all night, because being dressed as the Avatar of Gluttony's favorite food... isn't the best idea...)
Belphegor
Bitch please. Putting on a costume takes effort and this sleepy asshole ain’t doing it.
Unless… he changes form and you wear a cow onesie. That’s as much as you’re getting out of him.
“Beel… what are you doing with that drink costume?” (*scared cow noises*)
All Brothers
As always, any time your attention is up for grabs, the brothers are fighting over who gets to match with you. And… Well, what are you to do but start frantically googling group costume ideas?
You find that there aren’t many good choices for eight people. So you tell them all to vote between superheroes and Carebears. And… okay, maybe you rigged the voting. :)
And now they’re arguing over who gets to be who. Good luck assigning bears to brothers, MC.
“Okay, okay. Guys stop! I’m picking! Lucifer: Grumpy Bear, Mammon: Good Luck Bear, Levi: Wish Bear, Satan: Funshine Bear, Asmo: Love-a-lot Bear, Beel: Tenderheart Bear, Belphie: Bedtime Bear. And I’ll be Cheer Bear!” (*grumbling from Lucifer*)
Diavolo
It’s his birthday. And he’s always incredibly busy, but once you mention matching outfits, he’s more than happy to sneak away for a bit!
You can’t figure out what to dress up as, because it would be sort of… inappropriate for the prince of the devildom to wear something childish.
So, you just find the fanciest clothes possible and go as a fellow royal. He still thinks it’s wonderful, even if he’s just wearing his regular clothes.
“MC, you look…” (He loses himself for a moment because holy shit. You look ethereal.)
Barbatos
Sadly, he has no time for that. His job never stops. He’s serving at Diavolo’s birthday bash/ Halloween party.
You take him by surprise though when you show up dressed as a maid to match him. He’s utterly taken aback. Especially when you wordlessly pick up a tray to help.
“MC, you look… Well, I’d hire you anytime.” (*invites you to the kitchen to taste test something really quick*)
Simeon
Being an angel, he’s never really done much for Halloween. However, he’d love to match with you, as long as it’s nothing provocative.
When you suggest he dress as a demon and you an angel, he laughs. It’s a cute idea. Luke is, of course, horrified, but he goes through with it, going so far as wearing a headband with horns and a pair of fake wings.
“Come now, Luke. Don’t you think we look good?” (Luke: *searches for holy water*)
You don a plastic halo and wings made from cardboard and craft feathers, but he’s still amazed.
“MC, you could easily pass as an angel. You look divine.” (The two of you get some strange looks, but you’re both adorable.)
Luke
Everyone knows how anti-demon Luke is. But he’s excited to match with you!
The most you can convince him to do is ghosts. Traditional sheets-with-holes-for-eyes ghosts. Being a ghost turns out to be quite fun. Especially when you text Mammon and ask to let Luke scare him.
“Did you see that?! The Avatar of Greed nearly started crying; he was so scared of us!” (He’s positively giddy all night and you have to stop him from eating too many sweets.)
Solomon
He’s amused that you’d want to match with him. And before he can suggest anything, you declare that you’re going to be a witch and he will be your familiar. Deal with it, magic boy.
You think he won’t do it, but he shows up with cat ears and a tail, the product a spell. And a drawn-on cat nose.
You laugh so hard your pointed hat falls off and he retrieves it for you with a ‘meow.’
“MC, I’m honestly quite worried this spell won’t wear off by morning. I think I may have done something wrong.” (He stays by your side all night, meowing anytime someone gets too close.)
All Sides
You decide that, since your housemates are currently killing each other over who gets to match with you, you’ll do a group costume with the boys from Purgatory Hall and the Royals to teach them a lesson.
They all agree to let you pick something. And though they’ve never heard of the characters, you pick the cast of Scooby Doo.
Dia: Fred, Barb: Daphne, Solomon: Velma, Simeon: Shaggy, Luke: Scooby. A dog, much to his chagrin. You’ll be a Hex Girl or your favorite villain from the show.
“Well, let’s… wait. How does it go? Let’s split up gang! I have work to do.”
Deep sigh, “creepers. I… MC, this is ridiculous.”
“Jinkies! I sure hope that no one takes a photo of me in a skirt. Asmodeus, that means you.”
“Zoinks. I don’t think I look great in green, MC.”
“I’m not saying it, MC! I don’t care if it’s his catchphrase! I’m not a dog and this isn’t fair and—“
(No one knows who you are, but you still have a great time. And after the party, you promise Luke that you’ll never make him a dog again.)
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To Calm a Storm
This is the fourth part of my “when he knew he loved you” series.
Lucifer | Mammon | Levi | Satan | Asmo | Beel | Belphie
Warnings: None
Pairing: Satan x GN!MC
Words: 1080
2:56PM
Satan resists a growl as he paces in a small, tight circle in the corner of the RAD library. His fingernails, which are on the verge of becoming claws, are biting into his palms. He hopes he’s not bleeding. He’s planning on meeting you, as he often does between classes, and that would be embarrassing.
Fuck, he thinks, as he wrenches his hands apart to see angry, red crescents on his palms. But no blood, that’s good. Either way, he can’t let you see him in this state. The very idea is enough to make him feel sick. Satan sinks into a chair at your regular table in the corner and takes a deep, deep, breath, trying to steady his nerves. Trying to forget the argument he’d just had with the professor of Pactology.
You’d once mentioned that slowly counting to ten was a human method of controlling one’s anger.
So, he gives it a try, and he can almost feel it working. Then he hears your voice as you say goodbye to some of your friends outside the library’s entrance. His eyes snap open and he puts on a pleasant smile just as you appear from behind one of the tall shelves. As you approach him, your own bright smile falters.
“Are you okay? What’s wrong?” you ask, giving him a once over. Satan’s eyes widen briefly and he closes his hands.
“What? I’m fine,” he says slowly, carefully. To avoid it coming out from gritted teeth.
Your eyes search his face as you drag a chair over to sit next to him. After a quick inspection, you determine that something is wrong. “No, really, what happened?” you ask, placing your hand on his shoulder.
His eyebrows bunch up, “you can tell I’m upset?”
You nod, “you’re a good actor, Satan, but I can tell when something’s bothering you.”
Since the metaphorical cat is out of the bag, he sighs and starts to tell you about the argument he’d just had with his idiot professor. How she’d been giving the class the wrong information.
And when he raised his hand to correct her, she had to gall to scold and belittle him, as if there were no possible way a student could know more than her. Then ended her barrage against him by calling him the wrong name.
“She called you Lucifer?!” you screech, mortified. This earns you a glare from one of the librarians. You shrink into your seat until they pass by. Once the coast is clear, you ask again, in a more appropriate tone, “she called you Lucifer?”
“Yes.” he grits out, knuckles turning white as he grips the armrests. They’re probably moments away from being ripped off the chair.
“I’m sorry, Satan.” You rub at his arm in an attempt to sooth him. The two of you sit quietly for a few minutes. Your hand moves to his back, rubbing gentle circles between his shoulder blades. His eyes are closed and he subconsciously leans back against your hand.
You can feel the tension leaving him with every circle you make.
“I apologize.” he mutters, under his breath.
“For what?” you ask, hand temporarily stilling. He opens his eyes to look into yours.
“That you found me in such a bad mood. I was trying very hard to get myself under control.” he whispers. You smile softly and continue to massage his back.
“Satan, you’re allowed to get upset, ya know? That’s part of being... alive.” (You were about to say human, but that isn’t exactly applicable is it?)
“Yes, but—”
“No," you interrupt, “she was being unfair. She didn’t hear you out and she was being horrendously disrespectful. You had every right to be angry. As long as you don’t act on it, it’s okay.”
“Do you really feel that way?” he questions, with a head tilt.
“Of course I do. You didn’t destroy the classroom or threaten to disembowel her or something. You’re just irritated. Ya know, I’m surprised she started a fight with you anyway—”
“Because I’m Wrath?” he guesses, hurt written on his face.
“Because you’re very smart. And you’re the only one who gives half a fuck in that class.”
He blinks in surprise, then groans softly, “everyone thinks I’m just a copy of him. It makes me so…”
“I know, I know,” you whisper, moving to sit on the arm of his chair. He looks up at you. “You’re not a copy of anyone. You’re Satan. You’re the most intelligent, most well-read, kind, witty, handsome—” you slam your free hand over your mouth.
He smiles again, it’s genuine this time. You look away, face turning red.
“Um, I’m gonna go find a book on ancient pactology and we’ll show that old hag!” you say, standing abruptly before wandering off in the completely wrong direction. Satan laughs softly, then touches the back of his shoulder where your hand had just been.
He watches you stumble over your feet, then realize you’re going the wrong way. As you turn towards the correct section, you nearly walk into a bookcase. He chuckles again. His anger dissipated.
Something else flutters in his chest, he puts his hand over his heart. It’s not anger, or fury, or rage. It’s something much… softer. Lighter. Unfamiliar.
Once you return with a book, several hundred years older than you, you carefully set it down before opening it to the back. And as you run your finger down its index, Satan only looks at you.
If the books he reads are accurate, this feeling could only mean one thing. His eyes scan your face.
“Here we go,” you say, pulling the book towards him. Then you start to read a passage which probably proves his point, but the words aren’t quite registering. “See, you were right!” you exclaim, pointing to the words.
“Uh,” he glances down to read the details of how pacts were formed in the days long before your birth. “Of course.”
“Didn’t doubt you for a second,” you smile before looking up at the clock behind you. “Uh oh, my next class is in four minutes! I’ll see you later.” you say as you get up. You pat his head softly before exiting the library.
And suddenly his cheeks are on fire.
(He totally doesn’t sit there for the next fifteen minutes, imagining your hand on his back. And he certainly wasn’t late to class for the first time because of it. No sir.)
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A Gift Worth Keeping
This is the second part of my “when he knew he loved you” series.
Lucifer | Mammon | Levi | Satan | Asmo | Beel | Belphie
Warnings: Cursing
Pairing: Mammon x GN!MC
Words: 983
Sept. 10th 5PM
It’s been almost a month since you arrived. A month of babysitting a human, Mammon rolls his eyes. If only he could find the human. Usually you follow him around, clinging to his side. Well, in reality, he follows you around, but today he lost track of you after RAD.
He’s actually not sure what Lucifer would do to him if he let you get hurt. He doesn’t want to know.
He’s been looking for you for ten minutes. So far he’s checked your room, the kitchen, dining room, and living room. And you’re nowhere to be found. He’s starting to worry. (About Lucifer, not your well-being.)
Finally, as he approaches the library, he hears your voice.
“So… do you think he’ll like it?” you ask, showing off something to his brothers.
“Pfft, MC, he won’t even look at it before trying to sell it,” says Levi, not bothering to look up from his game.
“What?” Mammon’s heart clenches at the hurt in your voice.
“Yeah, if he can squeeze a Grimm out of it, he will. I mean, the thought is nice, but…”
“But I made it myself,” you start.
“Oh, even better. ‘Handmade by a human!’ It’s doubled in price now,” Satan laughs, looking up from his book. Mammon’s face drops.
“Really?” you ask, enthusiasm gone.
“MC, darling, you put a lot of time into it. Do you really want to give it to someone who won’t appreciate it?” Asmo asks. With that, Mammon huffs.
“He… he’ll appreciate it!” you say, holding whatever it is close to your chest.
“Look… to tell the truth, he’d probably try to sell you if Lucifer wouldn’t kill him. He’ll flip that faster than Beel eats a cheeseburger.” Satan turns the page.
“He’s a scumbag,” says Levi, “he takes my things all the time to make an easy buck. And he’s my brother. Why do you think he’d appreciate something from you, a human he barely knows?”
“No, he’s not. He’s a good person,” you say, anger dripping from your tongue. Mammon’s eyes widen. “And he’s my friend! You guys are wrong.”
“Sweetie…” Asmo begins.
“I mean, yeah, he likes money. But that’s his… thing. You know, I wouldn’t expect Beel to stop eating. Or… Asmo to stop staring into that mirror,” you say.
The fifth-born looks away from the mirror for a moment, “I’m fixing my makeup.”
You ignore him. “None of you can help your sin. Why are you guys always being mean to Mammon for his? It’s not fair. Fuck, now I sound like Mr. Envy,” you chuckle and Satan smirks behind his book. “Anyway, I’m gonna go give this to him now. But, you guys really suck a lot, you know?”
“Let us know how much he gets for it,” says Mr. Envy himself as you stand. You stick your tongue out at him, which Asmo laughs at.
Mammon’s heart races and he turns to quickly climb the stairs, two at a time, to his room, where you’re headed, with a gift, that you apparently handmade, for him. He shuts the door behind him and leans against it.
They think I’m good. He smiles softly to himself, then it drops when he realizes you just stood up to his brothers, who could’ve actually killed you.
He’s got to have a talk with you about that.
A knock at his door startles him. “Uh… Mammon, are you in there?”
He blinks and wipes his hand through his hair, waiting a second before he opens the door.
“Hey human,” he says, nonchalantly. As if he hadn’t been looking for you and he’d heard none of your conversation and wasn’t internally combusting from your words.
“Can I come in?” you ask. He can tell you’re hiding something behind your back.
“Yeah, I guess.” He steps back from the door to let you inside, then closes it behind you, and takes a seat on his couch. You follow him over and stand in front of him.
“So… I kind of made you something.”
“Oh?” Really? He had no idea. Not at all.
“Yeah. So… here,” you say, thrusting a large gift bag into his lap. He raises a brow.
“Open it.”
He smiles and reaches into the bag to pull out a round yellow cushion. “Hey, this looks like Grimm!” he points out when he sees the skull on the front.
He notices how your eyes light up. “Yeah! Yes! I tried. I’ve not really been crocheting long, so it’s not perfect-”
“Yeah it is.” He turns the pillow in his hands. On the back is a small tag which reads ‘MADE WITH LOVE, BY MC.’
“It’s really good,” he says, eyes wet. He refuses to cry in front of a human, no matter how nice they are to him.
“You like it?” you ask.
“Yeah, ‘course I do. It’s money,” he grins and puts the pillow under his head, leaning back on it with a sigh. “It’s great, MC, thanks.”
You drop onto the couch beside him, before throwing your arms around his shoulders, “happy birthday Mammon! I’m so glad you like it.”
He freezes, breath caught in his throat, then puts one hand on your back. “Uh, yeah.”
You pull away, and pretend not to notice the blush blooming on his cheeks. “I’m gonna go downstairs to help with dinner. See you in a bit!”
“Yeah,” he mumbles, watching you exit his room. He pulls the cushion back from behind his head to examine the tag once again. ‘MADE WITH LOVE, BY MC.’
“With love,” he whispers, tracing the words. Is that how you feel about him? How he feels about you? And he groans, pressing his face against it.
(Just wait till he finds the card inside the bag and reads the sweet message you wrote. He won’t be able to look you in the eyes for a week.)
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The Tumblr writing community is dying.
It’s something I’ve noticed over the past two years of using this site. It was gradual, imperceptible at first, something that most would brush off as a silly concern, or fault Tumblr algorithm for. While it’s true that Tumblr’s engine leaves a lot to be desired, I’ve noticed that even popular blogs have started to dwindle in terms of interaction or motivation. There could be a lot of reasons for this, but the biggest two I’ve noticed, experienced myself, and asked fellow writers about is this: (1) content being stolen, and (2) lack of feedback or interaction. I’ve never seen any logical person defend content being stolen, so I want to address point 2 instead.
Lack of feedback and interaction. I’m not saying this on my behalf so much as I’m saying this for friends and smaller blogs who have lost motivation to write. I was looking at my yandere writing blogs list the other day and noticed that a good majority of them no longer write. I usually update the list every few months, and by that point, more and more writers have stopped writing entirely. This isn’t a problem confined solely to the yandere fandom; in fact, there’s less writing blogs in general these days, especially ones that are active. I used to run a very popular BNHA blog with some friends, but that dissolved after our content was stolen and our followers stopped interacting as much. Out of our 8,500 followers, we hardly got 0.015% notes (~128 notes) on an average post. Tumblr is to blame for the lack of eyes seeing our posts, for sure, but that also means that at least 128 people saw one post and didn’t leave a comment or ask. We were considered a big blog; imagine what it’s like on a small blog.
My friend recently made a post that summed this up perfectly:
“I’ve seen people say “Be grateful that people even lurk on your page.” and, while I get the message they’re trying to say, it’s more dismissive and hurtful in my opinion. Like you’re saying, “Oh your writing is mediocre, you should be grateful people even LOOK at it.”
Me personally? I’ve heard the argument that AO3 is a better place to post fanfics, and while that might be true, I’ve had friends experience firsthand the lack of interaction there too. I’ve heard the argument that interacting with some writers is intimidating (me included). I’ve heard that argument that followers might be too shy to interact. I’ve heard the argument that writers should write for themselves and not for views / likes / reblogs / etc, and while that’s ideal, it’s not sustainable for everyone. What works for one writer won’t work for another, but you know what will? Interaction.
That comment or ask that took you 2 seconds to write? We remember it. That reblog with the compliments in the tags? We remember it. Every single ‘named’ anon we get (heart anon, sunflower anon, etc)? We remember them. And the best part is? It’s actually easier to do these things on Tumblr since you have the option to send anonymous asks or make a sideblog specifically for reblogs! Trust me, whether the lack of interaction is the cause of a lack of motivation or what have you, every writer appreciates feedback (don’t be shy to offer some critique or compliments) or even a simple keyboard smash with some emojis. Even sitting down for 5 min a day per week to comment on your favorite writers’ new pieces makes a huge difference. Personally, since Tumblr’s activity feed is beyond terrible and I have over 1,500 posts, I don’t always see new reblogs or comments on my content; asks though? Always see those, can never go wrong with those. If you don’t want to reblog or leave a comment, then you can never go wrong with an anonymous ask.
As my wise friend says: writing is an art, and in order to improve that art, we need other people’s eyes to see what we don’t.
For the sake of every writer (past, present, and future) on this platform, please share this post.