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ificouldbegin-to-be:

Rping with ADHD

  • You either hyperfocus on a thread or ignore it. There is no in between
  • “…What was I typing again?”
  • Five tabs of drafts open. Half a sentence in each.
  • “I don’t need to draft that. I’ll remember it.” (Spoiler alert, you won’t. )
  • “Oh look an ask/im! Let’s just open that and leave and get distracted and forget to ever answer it”
  • “…No seriously, what was I typing again?”
  • Aggressively spamming partner in excitement in caps and scaring them away
  • *writes a word* Time for youtube.
  • Begs for starter. Never answers it.
  • “Like this post for a starter!!” Never writes starters.
  • It’s suddenly 5:am because you spent all night hyperfixating on one thread
  • “It’s not that I don’t like our thread, it’s just not my hyperfixation so I can’t focus on it.”
  • *can’t sleep because you can’t stop thinking of said hyperfixated thread*
  • *writing lines for said thread in your head when you should be sleeping*
  • *sweats nervously while staring at 467546 unanswered ims/asks*
  • *melt down because you can’t just answer drafts like a functional rper*
  • “Hey let’s rp! …I don’t know what but let’s rp!”
  • “Friend: So did you make the starter yet?” “…What starter?”
  • “What’s a queue?”
  • “I was about to tell you an idea but I spaced out”
  • “Can’t write, gotta wander the house”
  • *chewing things while writing*
  • “….WHAT THE FUCK WAS I TYPING??”

Feel free to add your own!

(I don’t think I need to add to it because all of this is so true for me. Literally all of it.)

hey personal blogs!

nobodybiteslikegaston:

IF YOU’RE NOT A ROLEPLAY BLOG, THIS MEANS YOU

When a writer or roleplayer asks you to stop reblogging their content. DON’T FUCKING REBLOG IT.

You’re not entitled to it. They’re putting it on their blog for themselves. Many roleplayers don’t like having their threads or headcanons shared around. If you like it– LIKE the post! That’s all you can do. 

It’s incredibly rude and extremely taboo to reblog headcanons from roleplayers. 

We’re glad you like what we’re doing, but we’ll block you if you become a problem.

{Date with Shimmer}[closed]

reptilebrained:

sc || { @thewanderingsunset } 

Demencia was sure to wear the dress that she knew Shimmer liked. She had had time to get it patched up since last they talked. So by the time she could meet the demon-lady for dinner at one of the private restaurants plenty of villains liked to frequent she looked nice again.

She sat at the table waiting for her date, doodling on one of the coloring pages she had requested. 

When Demencia had to Shimmer to meet her at the restaurant called Villaynes, her jaw almost dropped.

In doing her research about the restaurant, (having never been there before) she discovered it had a reservation list that was quite literally more then a mile long. She had even heard rumors of villains cryogenically freezing themselves to wait for their reservation, so know Demencia was able to get a spot, and for her of all people was honestly very impressive to her.

Her heels clacked sharply on the floor as she approached the greeter, almost tripping once. She wasn’t used to wearing heels, but she wanted to look nice, and she had hoped her dress looked the part as well.

The greeter(jesus fuck, was he an… ape?) looked up at Shimmer, giving a light smile as he said in a thick French accent, “May I… help you?”

“I’m supposed to meet my date here. Should be reserved under… Demencia?” Shimmer said.

The greeter squinted his eyes at her before looking at the guest list. “Name?” He asked. As Shimmer told him hers, a smile soon appeared as he said, “Ah! Here we are! Right this way!”

As he walked with Shimmer, he explained “The Black Hat Organization has been our finest patreon and supporter ever since we were established! Black Hat has only ever come her on special occasion, but Miss Demencia is one of our most frequent customers, and when she told us she had a date tonight we had to make sure it would be the best for her. Otherwise…” he seemed to grimace before continuing. “So tonight, whatever you wish will be provided, courtesy of the management. Enjoy, madame.” He said, approaching the table where Demencia was seated.

Shimmer nodded her thanks as she said, “Wow… this place is amazing!”