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The Seed of an Idea
A PSL and Thread-seeking Meme!
When RPing, sometimes you have a problem. Maybe you have an idea, some inspiration that strikes you, but it's not fully formed. There's not enough here to make a proper post; or, perhaps, you don't have the place to do so or the person who may be interested in it.
Well, this meme is a chance to plant and nurture your little idea seedlings. This "idea" can be anything: a vague thread or PSL concept, a picture, a lyric, a list of options, or a full-fledged starter. The only requirement is that your comment contain something. Everything else will follow, and others will show their creativity from what you've posted.
Well, this meme is a chance to plant and nurture your little idea seedlings. This "idea" can be anything: a vague thread or PSL concept, a picture, a lyric, a list of options, or a full-fledged starter. The only requirement is that your comment contain something. Everything else will follow, and others will show their creativity from what you've posted.
RULES!
🌱 Comment with your character and your preferences.
🌱 Comments MUST pitch an idea of some kind. Blank comments will be deleted.
🌱 Reply to others, using what they've provided to build on the scene.
COPY/PASTE!
[ Original Meme - NSFW ]
🌱 Comment with your character and your preferences.
🌱 Comments MUST pitch an idea of some kind. Blank comments will be deleted.
🌱 Reply to others, using what they've provided to build on the scene.
COPY/PASTE!
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Guinevere 'Guin' Davies / OC / OTA
possible romance psl
Claire Bennet || NBC's Heroes || OTA
Xiangling | Genshin Impact | ISO understanding meme partners i guess??
castmates
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super late replies and dropped threads are totally okay with me; sometimes it takes me like 3 weeks to reply to something, and i don't usually drop threads myself, but if you wanna drop something it's no big deal and you can always hit me up again on another meme!
i probably wouldn't be shipping with aether here but i love stupid hijinks and silly fluffy stuff... cooking adventures, gossiping about the other kids in liyue, all of that would be ideal?? i don't have a hard idea for a starter right now though, mostly i just mean to say like if you see me on a meme feel free to poke me LOL and if not then i can hop into your open post with an idea sometime! let me know~
BNHA muses!
*Todoroki Shouto
*Midoriya Izuku
*Amajiki Tamaki
*Kirishima Eijirou
*Aizawa Shouta
*Todoroki Fuyumi
*Eri
Todoroki is my main muse and I'm willing to ship him with pretty much any other male teen. My favorite is Todoroki/Midoriya and I'd love to get some more PSLs going with that couple. I also enjoy him with Bakugou, Kaminari, Sero, Kirishima, and Iida.
The same ships pretty much go for Midoriya and Kirishima. Amajiki and Kirishima are relatively new muses for me. I've written a lot of Todoroki/Midoriya fanfic so I have the most experience and comfort level with them. Todoroki and Amajiki are my all time favorite BNHA characters. I love to write romance stuff but love to write smut just as much, lol.
I would absolutely love to do some Toogata/Amajiki. I'm willing to ship Amajiki with pretty much any guy too, but I just request that they all be aged up so everyone is at least 18 and older so there's no adult/minor stuff going on.
Not really interested in shipping Aizawa with anyone outside of Present Mic, he's mostly for teacher and foster dad shenanigans with his students lol. My favorite thing about BNHA is the found family dynamic of Class 1-A. I'm a sucker for family stuff, which is where Fuyumi and Eri fall in, lol. Happy to do Todoroki family interactions, including with Endeavor or Touya!
As far as m/f stuff, happy to do friendship! Just no smut. Happy to do friendship stuff without things getting shippy with any of my charas too!
As far as ideas, I enjoy lots of things! More action/adventure and fantasy and/or paranormal stuff would be fun to do. I enjoy A/B/O but I cannot stand the social hierarchy where it's 'alphas are at the top and omegas are treated like scum and nobody can control themselves so watch out for noncon galore.' If everyone is treated on even footing and the built in non-con element gets removed, I enjoy it. Writing out battles and missions is fun, especially if someone gets to go into Protective Curbstomp Mode, haha - Aizawa's great for that.
Slice of life is okay, I just prefer having some inciting action/prompt to work off of besides just 'they go on a date' or 'they're studying together' or some other very general slice of life thing. 'They're studying together where one of them has the intent to confess their feelings' or 'they go on a date where one of them is going to get the courage up to kiss the other for the first time' or something like that, for example.
Hero missions where UST that eventually gets resolved happens would be fun! There's plenty of other things I'd enjoy doing that I can't immediately think of off the top of my head but those are the ones I'd like to do the most...
So to summarize, the things I'd really really love: more Todoroki/Midoriya, Toogata/Amajiki, more found family stuff, more fantasy and/or paranormal stuff, and more shippy stuff!
I am pretty good about getting to tags at least once a day - sometimes I'll be able to bounce stuff back and forth for a bit, and sometimes it might take me a couple of days. If it's going to be more than a couple days wait, I will usually send a message explaining why it's taking me awhile.
Edelgard | Fire Emblem: Three Houses → SEEKING CROSSCANON AND CASTMATES FOR AUs
Vampires
DRAGONS
WILDCARD | ADDITIONAL INFO
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or other fluidscould definitely get that dragon blood going and turn the little emperor into a little dragon monster. I can even revive their most recent thread from a while ago and make it take that turn.no subject
Dorian Storm | Critical Role | OTA
jill valentine | resident evil | ota
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Jill was a merc for almost four years, though, if you want to have some kind of run-in previous to the current situation or something like that. c: ]
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[Bane grunts as he shoves the door closed behind them, shutting them in the dim space of the abandoned office. It's not secure enough to stay long, and with plenty of daylight left, there's no need to look for a place to spend the night yet. But it's good enough protection to give them a chance to catch their breath and talk. The pack of creatures that had attacked him are all dead, but there will be more along soon. The city is lousy with all manner of things he's never seen before, and they can only be avoided for so long. At least all those he's encountered possess little to no intelligence.
There's been no sign of any other living humans either, not until he ran into the woman he now turns to face, looking her over curiously as he runs careful fingers along the thick tube tracing a path from his back down into his arm. The Venom infusion system was nearly damaged in the last attack, threatening his access to the drug. It remains intact, but damage to the system isn't the only risk. If he can't get out of the city or resupply before he runs out... Facing the beasts out there while in the midst of withdrawals could be a death sentence.
Shelving the concern, for now, he steps away from the door, keeping an eye on his companion as he his sets his pack down and fishes out a bottle of water.]
It seems I owe you thanks.
[Rolling his grimy mask up above his nose, Bane takes a gulp of water, his gaze not leaving the shorter woman. It would be foolish for her to have come to his aid only to try and kill him now, but blind trust would be equally foolish on his part. He'd come to investigate the rumours of experiments creating biological weapons, combining the potent effects of Venom with something else to make monsters. More than a rumour, as it turns out. None of which entirely answers why someone else is here when it seems every other person has fled or been killed.]
What has brought you here, Ms-?
[She's capable, that much is clear, but whether she's military or an independent, he can't say, and the answer will make all difference.]
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[ She follows loosely behind, grateful for the company but not thrilled over the situation. It's not at all ideal for her, but she's dealt with building-hopping before; it was certainly easier when they were connected better or in things like strip malls, but she'll take what she can get for a moment of reprieve. Her eyes scan the area, quickly irritated by the layout; too many little closed-off desk nooks to hide in. While it worked for their advantage, it equally could be a mess. She starts pacing the aisles before they can even talk, walking at a hurried, brisk pace that means to get through them swiftly. Thankfully they're are only a few, but it's still enough to put her on edge to some degree.
A small bit of luck comes in the fact that entrances and exits otherwise are visible, only a single, short corridor that leads to what she assumes a higher-up's office toward the end of it and a break room. She can partially see the small break room, but she doesn't take off there just yet, waiting for her companion to catch his breath and maybe to get a word in with him before doing so.
Jill watches with curiosity, not confident in the likelihood that he'll make the best ally with the mask and all -- it's suspicious to her, but she hesitates in addressing it. Still, she hadn't thought that about Carlos would have been a friend and despite the fact he was working for Umbrella as a mercenary, he'd had a wonderful heart and had pulled through for her in the end. She's on her toes, but attempts not to judge.
Holstering her handgun despite wanting to keep it with her just in case, she knows it works better for conversation if there's no hint of threat. Instead, she pulls out her BSAA ID: it has a photograph of her (with a baseball cap on, which suggests perhaps that she's well-known enough or that it's acceptable for her despite the fact that it partially shrouds her face), her name (Jill Valentine), birth date (1974), height (5'4"), that she's a special operations agent, her ID number, and that she's of the highest clearance level. Gingerly, she offers it him to look over or take from her gloved hand if he'd like in order to examine it further. ]
I don't mean to sound like I'm lacking empathy, but it's my job. [ She offers a straight hand, militaryesque and stiff. She'll clasp lightly to his hand and wrist rather than shake his hand if he decides to take hers. ] Jill Valentine, but Jill's fine. I'm with the BSAA -- Biohazard Security Assessment Alliance, if you're unfamiliar. If you follow my lead, I'll ensure your safety and that we both make it out of this alive. Now, if you don't mind, I'm going to head down the hallway to make sure there's nothing creeping around?
[ She cranes her neck in the direction of the hall even if he obviously doesn't need any help finding it. After moment, she starts off. Whether he joins her for the moment or not is left up to him. ]
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[Closing the bottle and placing it back in his pack, Bane takes the offered ID card, glancing over it before handing it back and taking her hand carefully in his own. The organisation isn't one he's familiar with, the name at best carrying a ring of familiarity. Biohazards aren't something that typically fall within his interests. It is amusing that she's offering to protect him and adds weight to her answer if the ID wasn't enough. Inclining his head, he tugs the mask back down.]
Jill Valentine. You may call me Bane.
[He's curious as to whether the name will have any familiarity to her and take her wariness into fear. Although given how numerous the creatures out there are, they both have bigger concerns. She's armed and seems able to handle herself, so she won't be dead weight which is all that matters for now.
He follows after her down the hall without a word, scanning the area around them, taking in the signs here and there that something had been through there. Spatters of dried blood. An upended desk. Gouges in the floor. All hinting at what happened to the former occupants of the desks. A quick survey shows the break room to be empty when they reach it, the smell of rotting food thick in the air from the half-open fridge. That leaves only the office at the end of the hall to worry about, the door firmly closed.
Bane eyes up the door, not approaching just yet. Keeping his voice low, he glances down at Jill.]
You have an exit plan from this city?
[He's missed his extraction, and his men know better than to wait or come searching for him. While they'll leave him some way to contact them, if there are government forces stationed nearby, they'll need to keep their distance or retreat entirely. They are all convicted criminals, after all. Even if the organisation isn't there for any of them, they won't risk it. Meaning he needs a backup plan.
Starting down the hall, he pauses in front of the closed door, listening for any sounds from within. Nothing. The handle turns easily under his hand, the door swinging open to reveal an executive office's dark, empty space. They only have a moment to take it in before something comes lunging down from the ceiling into the hall in a whirl of movement.]
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[ She's used to her ID needing nothing more than a quick flash, but she can't blame someone for examining it. Like anything of that nature, it can be falsified -- and even then it proves nothing more than an affiliation. Once her card is returned, she pockets it and goes for the handgun at her hip; it's clearly customized to her liking, both visually and otherwise. There's no fanfare to pulling it out beyond the smooth transition that's almost too quick. ]
Bane, then. Are you a luchador?
[ She vaguely lifts her empty hand toward his head. He has nearly a foot and a half on her 5'4", but she figures the gesture is enough to indicate what she's addressing. Part of it is curiosity, part of it is to keep up some chit-chat -- at least until she thinks they need to be silent.
Although she's certainly been in messier places, it's clear that something occurred here. The stench isn't fresh and the blood is darker, spoiled. It's been there for a while, although she couldn't say for how long. That there's no corpses thus far indicates to her that either the people themselves mutated or were devoured completely. In the case of the latter, generally there was some sign of it, so she's banking on zombies or worse. They usually came in numbers, but were easily dealt with so long as you didn't allow yourself to become overwhelmed.
The break room seems safe enough, but there's no time to linger. If things are safe, she might double back around and look for supplies. Break rooms usually came with first aid kits and it would be worthwhile to grab more water if there is any present.
Jill lightly nods in response to his query. ]
Outside city limits -- [ She looks at the watch on her wrist and without being aware if he's familiar with it, she goes for a normal time frame rather than a twenty-four hour one. ] -- just under three hours from now, there will be a helo waiting for me. Us if you stick with me. Based on the way the city is, though, we might have to find a way into the sewers to get around. I don't know the layout, but I'm familiar enough with sewer systems that I should be able to navigate it.
[ He's ended up in front of her somehow, likely that much greater stride of his, and she's quick to lift the pistol and aim toward the unhinged side of the doorway. Though prepared, she misses as the damned thing scurries away, but she can see that she was close to grazing it. Jill remains between the room and the hallway, not going either way and attempting to keep her eyes both ways in case there's more in the office. ]
Shit! Be careful. It has an extended range. The tongue can pierce skin the whole way through.
[ She shifts to stand in front of him and nudge him into the office with a backward shuffle. Her gaze is careful, shifting from parts of the room back to the hallway, back and forth until she's satisfied that the office is safe. There's a closet -- she assumes that's what it is, anyway -- but the door is closed. That would give them plenty of time to react, but for now she's going around to the desk, rifling through messy papers. ]
There's no blood over here, so it's likely someone was in a hurry. I need to find out if they let anything important behind. [ The glow of the computer screen on the right side of the desk is somewhat eerie in the darkness; her hand easily falls on the mouse. Jill doesn't look away from the screen when she addresses him again. ] Are you any good at hacking?
[ She hasn't given anything a go yet, but it's not her specialty. Her partners usually handle the PCs and she does the locks, whether they're old-fashioned or electronic. ]
James Flint - Black Sails - M/M20+
Pet Person AU
College AU
Supernatural
Fantasy
Bring Your Own
Any of My Muses | m/f
Demon AU
Vampire AU
My gentlemen can play either role, but my two ladies will only be masters. Feel free to reply here or private message me and let's get to writing!
Paris | Greek mythology
Omegaverse AU(s) for Helen/Paris
Menelaus/Paris
Will Byers | Stranger Things
SCP-662-1 ("Mr. Deeds") | SCP Foundation
Private Jamjar
Fake Relationship
Fake Murdergame/Deathgame
Wholesome Interactions with Kiddos
((M/F for shipping, OTA otherwise, info/links in journal! Please do toss your ideas in with mine if any of them interest you, so we can bounce off each other and increase our creativity budget? I consider this character to still be in the voicetesting stage, so yeah.))