really help me out guys

V’s Route Chatroom times + general Info (Spoiler Free)

I’ll keep this post updated!! ALONG SIDE OF ME PLAYING!! (Should be finished for now. Unless someone can confirm the amount of guests you need for the good ending.)


Hey Hey, so Cheritz has thrown V’s Route out for us android users yesterday. iOS users have to wait a couple more days, unfortunately. But I guess iOS users have the advantage over Chatroom times for now. 

If you have general questions, my ask box is always open and I’ll try to answer as much as possible. If you guys have any spoiler related questions, I’ll be tagging it as “v route spoiler” so you can maybe block that tag, or I’ll see how I can make a cut, so you do not see anything you don’t want to. 

I also wanted to use this post to thank you guys for following and supporting me with this. I’m really glad I can help you guys out. ♥


General Info: 

Another Story is really expensive. 

  • Unlocking Another Story: 300 Hourglasses
  • Phone calls to V and Saeran: 10 Hourglasses
  • Missed Chats: 15 Hourglasses
  • Unlocking the next day: Ranges from 150 - 300 Hourglasses. (I’m extremely salty about this one.)
  • The Common Route contains A LOT of story. There’s a lot of Visual novels. 
  • It seems unlike in the other routes, you need 17 Guests in order to get the good ending, instead of 9 / 10 (I’m not 100% sure how many. I’m still kind of looking for confirmation on this one, 17 looks like an awfully odd number.)

Email Answers Guide by @ haengbokaeyo
https://haengbokaeyo.tumblr.com/post/165193655738/complete-v-route-email-answers-guide

V’s Route Tips Day 1 - 11 (10)
https://rougeheichou.tumblr.com/post/165292844594/v-route-tips-day-1-11

Calling times by @khaleecia
http://khaleecia.tumblr.com/post/165269037273/mystic-messenger-another-story-call-log


First Day: 

0:00
2:12
6:30
8:26
11:49
14:08
16:33
18:17
20:02
21:34
23:25 +VN

Second Day:

1:19 + VN
2:44
7:50 + VN
9:37
12:00 +VN
13:57 +VN
15:24 +VN
18:26 +VN
20:13
22:38

Third Day: 

00:31 +VN
2:46
7:00
9:13
12:22 +VN
14:09
16:32
18:24 +VN
20:11 +VN
21:49
23:07 +VN

Fourth Day:

00:16
2:34 +VN
8:15 +VN
10:22
12:00 +VN
14:41 +VN
17:36 +VN
18:42
20:10
21:53 +VN
22:49

GAME BRANCH - Congrats if you made it through!
(I’m genuinely glad I made it ahaha)

Fifth Day: 

00:03 +VN
02:00 +VN
7:30 +VN
10:52 +VN
12:47
15:11 +VN
17:59 +VN
19:36 +VN
21:00 +VN
22:22
23:48

Sixth Day: 

01:17
02:43 +VN
7:55
10:24
12:33 +VN
14:42 +VN
16:19 +VN
18:23 +VN
20:00 +VN
22:02 +VN
23:11 +VN

Seventh Day: 

01:20
2:32 +VN
6:55 +VN
8:46 +VN
11:51 +VN
13:16 +VN
15:38 +VN
17:45
19:24 +VN
21:39 +VN
23:11 + GAME BRANCH VN! 

Eighth Day:


00:44 +VN
01:59 +VN
07:13
09:27 +VN
11:00 +VN
13:07
15:21
17:52 +VN
19:02
20:21
22:00 +VN
23:16 +VN
23:24 +VN****

Ninth Day:


00:56 +VN
02:43 +VN
06:21 +VN
09:04 +VN
12:07 +VN
14:11 +VN
16:39 +VN
18:35 +VN
20:12
21:49 +GAME BRANCH VN (??)******
23:24 ******

Tenth Day:


00:46 +VN
02:32 +VN
06:21 +VN
08:38 +VN
11:51
14:05 +VN
16:12 +VN
18:00
19:49
21:53 +VN
23:56 +GAME BRANCH VN!

Final day:

8:00
12:00 PARTY!


(??)***** I am not sure if that is correct. I was looking up my history for V’s route. Somehow, I’ve gotten the same chat twice in there, for whatever reason. 

🔫(Ø▽Ø⌿ )

Please help me prove my point, guys, it would mean the world to me.

I need to prove my parents something, but theres a story that goes along with it. Please help me out by reblogging this. It would mean a lot.

In 8th grade, during class, this guy (that I hardly knew) attempted to grope my ass, and he would not stop. No matter what I said, he wouldn’t listen, and since I’ve never been put in that situation before, I had no idea what to do. Class ended (soon after he started, thank god), and he finally left me alone. 

Now, I love my parents. I know they love me, I know they aren’t bad people, and we mess around a lot. It’s the summer before my softmore (10th grade) year now, and I just told them what happened that day in class. It wasn’t like I was raped, and I’m not scarred for life or anything, I’m just really, REALLY aware of my surroundings now. Ever since then, I don’t like it when they slap me on my butt “for fun”. 

I know they don’t mean it like that, they never would, but it still makes me extremely uncomfortable. Before I told them about what happened, they wouldn’t listen to me, and even after I told them, they still will not listen to me. 

Instead, when I sternly tell them to not do that, and that “this is MY body, I don’t like it when you do that, it makes me uncomfortable, don’t do that again”, they reprimand me. They tell me to, “stop this misbehavior”, and take away all my electronics for 24 hours. 

I know they aren’t bad people, but this isn’t right, in my opinion. If you agree, please reblog this post. I would really appreciate it. Thank you for your time, and I hope you have a lovely day! 

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marvin at the psychiatrist, a three-part mini opera

don’t despise what you feel,
love the friend, not the heel.

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His sisters Arya and Sansa would marry the heirs of other great houses and go south as mistress of castles of their own. But what place could a bastard hope to earn?

  • Before finding the fandom: I don't do such thing as to... "ship"...
  • Finding the fandom: Oh no
  • Finding fanfics: Oh no
  • Finding fanarts: Oh no
  • Finding new ideas for the dancing AU: Oh No
  • finding perfect choregraphies on YouTube dot com that makes me want to draw the ships while dancing: Oh NO
  • Buying myself a lamp: OH NOO-

Please Help Me Out!

So, as some of you know… my car was stolen over a month ago. Well, it turns out it was being used with stolen WA license plates (the original are CA) and being driven around by some methhead who was living out of it.

It was ticketed for expired tags/parking(TWICE! THE POLICE ARE SO DUMB!!) while the thief had my car in their possession and now I need to contest the tickets in court.

It was ALSO towed because a towing company found it first (so they say, more like it was ticketed twice and taken away finally) even though I had SIGNED for it NOT TO BE TOWED if the police found it!!

The towing company charged me $250 to take out my STOLEN CAR. The battery was dead and the tank was empty and they only helped us jump it.

So, on top of the $250 my tags were expired, I am only the Legal Owner of the car (my dad is the RO) and I have to get it registered here in WA before I do ANYTHING which could mean another $100-150 I’m paying to clean up this mess!!

I have a bunch of shit I found in the car that I’m taking to the police: stuff with credit card receipts, an address, names and even a CD with pictures on it that was left in the car?

But while I do all this, I have no money for most of these things. I have to pay rent at the end of this month on top of all this so anything would be appreciated.

I should mention that whatever is donated will go towards food and supplies for my boyfriend and I and our two cats!

You can send me $$ over at PayPal with the email seafoamsorceress@gmail.com or PayPal.me/roseroyalty

Alternatively, my boyfriend ( @buttg0d here on tumblr ) has a VenMo at buttgod


If you can’t donate, I appreciate even reblogged to signal boost this! Thank you guys.

PLEASE READ—HELP ME PUBLISH MY BOOK

I’m an aspiring novelist. I’m currently in the process of trying to complete and publish my first book, which will be a modern retelling of Edgar Allen Poe’s Annabel Lee, about the trials that two teenage boys face falling in love in an early time period. As an LGBT writer, I want to create more stories with diversity and representation available for teens and young adults.

I need to gain support, for this book. It seems a little silly to ask, but this will never become a thing unless there is a real following and genuine interest for the story. I was told that gaining interest on social media is the best and most efficient way to start my career and make a living from this.

Truly, this will NOT be able to happen without tremendous support from all of my followers, as well as anyone who wants to support diversity in young adult literature and young, aspiring authors.

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE, if you are at all interested in reading, knowing more about, or supporting me and this story, LIKE AND REBLOG this post. Gaining a following is one of the biggest and most important steps in gaining the momentum needed to self publish or to get a decent publisher, and any support, whether it is liking or reblogging this post OR following my blog, it would be IMMENSELY helpful.

Tumblr has always shown momentous support when it’s been needed, and I would really, really appreciate anyone who is willing to help get this jump started. I will be posting excerpts, updates, and recording my experience as it happens, as well as continuing my regular prompt filling that I do now.

Thank you SO much in advance, and please feel free to send me an ask if you’re interested in learning more!

I don’t know about you but I am really looking forward to all the mryder x gil and mryder x reyes fanart and fanfiction

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Regarding my BTS series:

1. I love making fake subs. I really do, even though they take me hours to make. But seeing them being disrespectfully reposted outside of tumblr so many times has really pissed me off to the point where I’m this close to stopping the series altogether. 

2. However, I’ve gotten so many nice messages about this series and they seem to make you guys happy so I want to keep doing them.

3. SO IF YOU LIKE THESE SUBS AND WANT THEM TO CONTINUE, I have a request from the ARMY Fandom:

- if you see these being reposted, tell me. 
- also msg the reposter and ask them to take it down.
-  REBLOG THIS AND SPREAD THE WORD.

Until i see none of my posts reposted on twitter i wont be making these again

Proposal, Or Something Like That

Thanks for the anonymous reminder, whoever you are ko-fi nonnie. I totally got swept up in my work and life and getting back into the swing of writing (and hopefully finishing my fic) that I kind of forgot about my wonderful ko-fi donators. You guys really helped me out sooooo much and I’m forever grateful.

This goes out to @ladydrace  for your 900-word donation that I extended to 
1292, considering I took so long to get to this. It may not be as fluffy as you expected (I tried, I did, but I’m a angst writer haha), but I hope you enjoy it. Thanks so much, again, dear.

The first time Stiles says it, Derek nearly chokes on a spoonful of ice cream. Which would be a shitty way to die, especially all they’d had to face in the last few years. Especially as the big bad of the week had slowly evolved into the big bad of the month, and the last few months had been completely quiet.

Derek should’ve known to be prepared at any moment. Except, how could anyone be prepared for this?

“God, why aren’t we married yet?” Stiles groans out after taking a giant bite of his ice cream. A little of it spills down Stiles’ arm and he chases it with his tongue, and Derek nearly chokes on his.

He realizes he’s staring at Stiles, his spoon still stuck in his mouth. He quickly rectifies the situation, removing said spoon and giving Stiles one of his best eye rolls.

“Seriously,” Stiles continues, pretty much shoveling the ice cream into his mouth at this point. “If I knew you could cook like this, I would’ve proposed ages ago.”

“It’s not cooking, Stiles,” Derek says. Because that is the easiest thing to focus on. Instead of the way Stiles is moaning around each spoonful, a little dribbling out of his mouth which should not be doing things to Derek.

“You know what I mean.”

He finally looks up, his bowl licked completely clean. And Derek can see the moment his senses come back to him as he blushes and gently places the bowl on the counter in front of him like he hadn’t just had his face shoved in there. He glances mournfully at the hand crank ice cream machine Derek had just purchased.

Derek sighs, pushing away from the counter to pick up Stiles’ bowl and refill it with the remainder of the ice cream. Apparently it was a worthwhile purchase.

“Seriously, marry me?”

****

The second time it happens, Derek is no more prepared for the words, or the images they bring to mind. Images he could never allow himself to dream of because it’s too painful to know it will never happen.

Derek had just been settling into bed with a book he was keen to finish tonight when his phone went off, a ringtone he’d never heard before but had no doubt Stiles had somehow hacked his phone just to add a ridiculous tone for himself. And a quick glance to the screen only proves his point.


With a sigh, Derek leans over and picks up the phone, half tempted to just send him to voicemail. Instead, he answers.

“What do you want, Stiles?” he says in a voice he hopes sounds firm and put out.

“Heeeeeeeeeeeey, Derek,” Stiles singsongs from the other end of the line, like he is just as surprised Derek answered the phone.

Derek sighs again, already pulling back the bedding and grabbing his jeans. “Where are you?”

“Thas not how yersposed to answer the phooooone,” Stiles slurs out, ending with a giggle like he were sharing a joke with himself.

Derek can hear a pounding bassline over the other end of the line and is already running through all the possible bars Stiles could’ve snuck into. He had two more years. Why couldn’t he just be reasonable and just wait.

“I’m coming to pick you up,” Derek says, already halfway down his spiral staircase. “Tell me where you are.”

“Oooooh. My hero.”

**

It’s easy to pick Stiles out over the crowd as he is currently on top of the bar, attempting to dance against one of the pillars. Two of the bartenders are attempting to get him down while another stands back and laughs like this is a regular occurrence, which all Derek knows, it could be.

Before Derek can even cross the room and somehow get Stiles down from his makeshift strip show, Stiles notices him.

“Derek!!!” He shouts, taking one step off the bar and before anyone can do anything, he lands flat on his face.

Somehow, Derek manages to get Stiles into the passenger seat of his car and before he rounds the car to his own seat, he takes Stiles’ hand in his and drains a bit of the pain that Stiles might not feel at the moment, but will most definitely feel in the morning. He’s almost done when Stiles’ other hand lifts and brushes across Derek’s cheek, making him freeze on the spot.

“Will you marry me yet?” Stiles says, his voice oddly clear. He’s staring at Derek with absolute concentration, as if he could will Derek into saying yes.

Derek swallows, his throat having to work extra hard over the lump that seems to have suddenly formed. There’s something in his chest, attempting to crawl out, but he shuts it down. This isn’t…Stiles doesn’t mean anything by it. It’s just….Stiles being Stiles. Stiles being drunk, whatever.

Derek schools his expression before gently rearranging Stiles and placing the seatbelt around him.

“Let’s get you home,” he says before closing the door and rounding the car, too quick to notice the way Stiles’ face pinches in pain.

****

“What do I have to do to get you to say yes?”

Derek nearly brings the hammer down on his hand instead of the nail that was halfway through the fence board he was attempting to repair. He has only a moment to marvel at the fact that Stiles can sneak up on Derek without any of his senses picking up on him, before Stiles is yanking on his shoulder and spinning him around.

His eyebrows are furrowed together, his lips a thin line, and Derek can honestly say he hasn’t seen Stiles this pissed since…he can’t remember when.

“What are…” What was he even talking about? Say yes? To what?

Thankfully Derek doesn’t have to find his words as Stiles is already running over them. “I’ve asked you nicely. Twice now. But you have yet to answer. And maybe I haven’t been the but I haven’t been subtle.”

Derek blinks. “What the hell are you talking about?”

“You’re out here fixing my dad’s fence without even being asked,” Stiles continues as if Derek hadn’t spoken. He’s waving his hands around in a way that makes Derek want to hold them down for everyone’s safety. “You made my absolute most favorite flavor of ice cream without me even asking. You drove twenty minutes out of your way to pick me up from a bar because I was too shitfaced to drive home. How the hell am I supposed to keep my emotions at bay with you doing everything in your power to test them?”

“I don’t…”

“Would you just marry me already?” Stiles says in a huff, full on glaring at Derek by now.

“Okay.”

Stiles looks about ready to go into another rant when the words finally process. He freezes. “O…okay?”

A small smile spreads across Derek’s face. Who knew he could ever actually make Stiles speechless.

“Yes, okay. I’ll marry you.” He takes advantage of Stiles’ stunned silence by pulling him in closer until they’re pressed together from thigh to chest. His smile grows as Stiles’ eyes widen and his breath catches. “But we might want to consider going on at least one date before we do.”

“You…you better not be playing around,” Stiles breathes out. He tries to make it sound teasing, but Derek can see the uncertainty in his eyes.

“I’m not if you’re not,” Derek says, leaning his down ever so slowly, giving Stiles time to pull away.

Stiles’ eyes drop to Derek’s mouth as his tongue unconsciously comes out to wet his lips. God, he’s wanted this for so long.

“It’s a date, then,” Stiles says on a breath, his eyes never leaving Derek’s lips.

Coming Home

A/N: classic gif is classic. Wrote this months ago. Enjoy!

“So I’ve just left the airport and I’m now driving back to the old flat and it’s weird as much as I loved being back in warm America I missed chilly London. Anyway this probably won’t be the best piece of the vlog diary, since I’m already jetlagged and no one’s even home.” I stopped talking but let the video record until I reached a red light and stopped the capture. Sighing, I turned down familiar roads as I made my way from Heathrow. Luckily traffic wasn’t as bad today, so I wouldn’t have to spend an hour sitting even more. In fact, I was already pulling off the freeway and heading east. My phone buzzed, and I saw Dan had texted.

You almost here? Phil’s out and I’m bored.

His message was signed with the little green frog emoji. I shook my head in annoyance but felt surprisingly giddy. I hadn’t seen my boyfriend in almost two weeks. I saw our flat, and finally pulling into a space around the block, I parked my car and started recording again.

“So, Dan just texted me and said he’s home and bored, of course, so maybe we’ll go out later when Phil gets back. For now..” I pulled the camera from it’s little hands free holder, “let’s finally go home.”

I kept it recording though I placed my camera down to open the trunk and grab my suitcase. Locking my car and pulling out my keys, I opened the door to our space. Mindful of neighbors, I crept quietly upstairs. I couldn’t hear anything on the television and the entire floor seemed empty. I placed my suitcase in the living room to deal with later. I also shed my jacket and headed for Dan’s room.

Walking in, I saw him. He was lounging in bed with his computer right to his chest, absorbed in something. He looked up when I opened his door though, and put his computer to the side to stand up. I set the camera down on his dresser and walked toward him. He reached me before I reached him, and suddenly one arm was around my waist and the other held my face and he was kissing me. And I mean kissing me. Whenever I pulled back he pushed forward, keeping us locked together. My arms came up and around his neck, fingers running through his wavy hair. His hand trailed up my back, pulling at the hem of my shirt. I pulled my face away. “Dan,” he kissed me again. “Dan! Let me-let me-” I stepped back from him and turned, racing toward his dresser.

“Let me stop the capture!”

Later we were curled on the couch. I had on one of his shirts and we were underneath a blanket browsing the internet on our respective devices. “I’ve got to finish the vlog,” I said tiredly. My voice had a distinct scratch to it, evident of the wild ‘I missed you’ sex we’d finished just an hour before. “No you don’t,” Dan murmured into my hair, something I loved. “Just say you forgot an outro and leave a slide of text or something.” His voice sounded a little rough too, not that I had a problem with it. “No I wouldn’t do that to the fans. It’ll be a quick little thing, plus I’m sure they want to see you.” I was already turning the camera on.

“Hey guys!”

“Hello!!” Dan said while plopping his chin on my shoulder. I felt his hands wind around my waist.

“So I’m officially home! Yaaay! And I’m wide awake because I’m 5 whole hours behind yay. Anyway, we’re currently waiting on Phil to come home from shopping and errands, then we’re off to eat something later.”

“Which is special because Phil and I only leave the house about once a year.”

I giggled and smacked Dan’s cheek softly. His phone buzzed and he checked it.

“Speaking of everyone’s favorite clumsy youtuber, Phil’s just messaged me. He said-oh my god I cannot read that for your video!” Dan laughed and nearly fell over. I picked up his phone and read the text, laughing as well and knowing I couldn’t read it either. “Oh my fucking god, Phil!” I was dying.

His text had read: You two done with the welcome home sex yet?

I responded with a yes and then finished up the vlog.

“Well that’s the end of my travel/America vlog diary! I hope you enjoyed it! Like and subscribe and share this video, it really helps me out! I love you guys, and I’ll see you all next time!”

“Bye!” Dan cut in and then started kissing my cheek obnoxiously, making me squeal. “Stop!!” I laughed and ended the capture. Quickly, I slid my SD card in and imported the footage. I simply leafed through the material I’d captured coming home from the airport and from what we just shot. Dan looked over my shoulder, just watching me work.

“You keeping that in?” He pointed to the video of us kissing. Though our faces were pretty obscured, you could definitely hear us, including lip smacking and a little whine that came from one of us. Not to mention you could see Dan lift my shirt. “As avid readers and lovers of fanfiction I think we should keep it in. But…” I scrolled over to effects and blurred the footage, then I added a giant text box and typed in CENSORED. “…we’ll tease the viewers.” Dan chuckled in some form of agreement behind me. “Sure.” I kept everything else in, including the kiss attack at the end, knowing the fans would love it.

Dan and I got ready to go out while the video rendered and uploaded, only getting distracted once. The soapy, slippery wetness of the shower was something we couldn’t resist. By the time we dressed, I tweeted out about my upload, and Phil walked in the door.

Hours later, following a great dinner with my best friends, I was sitting next to Dan, wide awake at an ungodly hour. I knew he was aimlessly scrolling through tumblr, and I started checking the comments. What I saw made me smile.

They’re so fucking adorable

Omg that censored part? You know they did…something.

Phil knows what’s up.

THE KISSING AT THE END! DAN!!!!!

Literally they’re goals.

“What are you grinning at, dork?” I leaned over, held his face and pecked him softly. “Nothing. I’m just happy I’m home.” Dan smiled and bumped his forehead against mine. “Yeah, we needed someone to cook around here.” I smacked his chest, and we both laughed.

Imagine walking into hacker!Woozi’s room and finding him asleep on his chair with his head rested on his messy desk. You pick up his jacket that was mindlessly thrown to the floor a few hours ago and carefully drape it over his slumped torso. Before quietly making your exit, you place a gentle kiss on the top of his head, making sure to not wake him up whilst doing so.

i really just want to thank dan. i’m happy that he’s in a place where he can talk about his experience with depression as well as the different treatments he went through.

as a person who has been struggling with this constant sadness for almost four years, it’s refreshing to see someone come out and talk about the reality of it all. i’ve been hiding this thing that i’ve been dealing with basically the whole time i’ve been experiencing it, only telling a couple friends, but not doing anything about it. now i want to do something about it.

dan’s video really helped me put things into perspective. it’s hard talking to someone about mental health, especially with the initial impression it has on most people, how they’ll see you only for your mental illness, or that you’re using it as an excuse. but nothing is going to get better by itself, and if i want something done, i have to at least try and do it.

i’ve had a few people, namely one honestly, tell me the same things he explained in his video, but hearing it from someone i’ve looked up to since i’ve discovered his videos is something i didn’t know i needed until now. i’m really happy that dan decided to use his platform to share his story in hopes that it might help people in his audience that might be going through the same thing. this video has helped me and gave me that last push that i needed to get better, and i just want to thank dan for that.

i know he’s never going to see this, but it’s out here in the open. thank you, dan, for everything you’ve done, and for helping us. thank you for providing us distractions with your content and reminding us to breathe and just showing us that you and phil care. it’s worth more to us than you’ll ever know.

thank you.

I need YOUR help!

I have decided on writing…

A Dan and Phil Hogwarts AU!

Basic Information:

1. This will be a chaptered fic that goes throughout the years of Hogwarts
2. I have no idea how long it will be
3. The ship will be Phan
4. Dan and Phil will be in their real life houses, Gryffindor (Dan) and Hufflepuff (Phil). 

That’s basically it!

So then what do I need you guys for?

WELL!

(scroll to the bottom for the best part)

I’m going to include other YouTubers in this fic, and I don’t know their houses! Could you please give me the Hogwarts houses of…

Louise Pentland (Sprinkleofglitter)

Tyler Oakley

Troye Sivan

Connor Franta

PJ Liguori (KickThePj)

Joe Sugg (Thatcher Joe)

Zoe Sugg (Zoella)

Felix Kjellberg (PewDiePie)

Mark Fischbach (Markiplier)

Sean McLoughlin (Jacksepticeye)

(note, the people closer to the top will be main characters, the people towards the bottom will be supporting characters)

If I get mixed results or if I just don’t get any responses at all (cri) then I’ll just put them in the houses that work for my story. (Sorry!)

ALSO

I want you guys to help me pick the name of this! You can submit a name OR choose one of the ones below. 

A Magical Friendship

A New Era 

A New Era of Magic

Dan, Phil, and a Sprinkle of Magic

A Phantastical Friendship

That is literally all I can think of. Please help my uncreative self.

ALSO

(here’s the best part)

Since I need characters for this fic, I’m letting you SUBMIT YOUR OWN CHARACTER!

Tell me:

Name (first and last):

House:

Year: (perferably first so you can grow in the story with dan and phil)

Brief description of appearance: 

Brief description of personality:

Brief backstory: (I MEAN BRIEF)

Pureblood, Halfblood, or Muggleborn

YOU DON’T EVEN HAVE TO FOLLOW ME (though you probably will want to for updates) TO SUBMIT. JUST LIKE AND REBLOG THIS POST (to send the word out) AND THEN SEND AN ASK (ANON OR NOT) AND I WILL WRITE YOU IN. (note, if you send an ask on anon, I won’t be able to mention your url in my list of characters. You’ll still be in the story though!)

THERE IS NO LIMIT TO CHARACTERS THAT I WILL ACCEPT. 

I might make rules later on of how many characters that you can submit, but for now, it’s as many as you want. 

I’M REALLY EXCITED ABOUT THIS AND I HOPE YOU GUYS PARTICIPATE! 

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Hey guys, I’m really struggling rn with money and decided to open commissions again !!

I WILL draw- OC’s (i will need a detailed description and or reference images)/ Fanart/ Fluff, slight NSFW, gore (however it depends on the degree, and if i feel comfortable with it and probably wont be posted on this account)

I will NOT draw- Mecha, Furry, full NSFW

Conditions -

·         I require at least ½ payment upfront, although full would be better

·         I have the right to turn down any commission

·         You may not use commissioned images for commercial purposes

·         The price could vary, but you will be told beforehand and it won’t change after that.

Other things I can draw (these pay be cheaper so just ask)

·         Icons

·         Traditional Sketches - which you could also pay to be shipped to yourself


Please ask if you have any more questions!

Contact - stashra@hotmail.com 

What should I write next?

My readers and followers, help me out here! I’m stuck on deciding what I wanna work on, so I’m asking you all to leave some feedback and let me know what you’d like to read next! Please choose one of the following and either reblog this with your answer, reply, or send me an ask or PM! ^_^ 

1. Smutty InuKag Motocross AU (Oneshot): Kagome honestly wasn’t expecting to really enjoy herself at the FMX show Sango talked her into attending with her, but to her surprise she finds herself reeled in, sitting on the edge of her seat and silently rooting for the rider in red. But then something goes horribly wrong, Kagome’s suddenly on the track in full nurse mode, and then she ends up finding an even bigger surprise upon discovering who her patient actually is. 

2. Canon InuKag Fluffy Drama (Oneshot): While Inuyasha and Miroku are away on demon slaying business, Kaede’s village gets attacked by bandits and Kagome finds herself in a dangerous situation. Will Inuyasha arrive in time to save her?

3. Chapter 13 of Lover Untamed: The tentative peace at Kaede’s little cabin in the woods is abruptly disrupted when an unexpected visitor makes an appearance and Kagome has to think quickly before things get very messy. 

I’ll reblog this once a day, maybe twice, for the few days or so and then I’ll tally up the answers! You’d really be helping me out by doing this my loves, so please don’t be afraid to let me know what you’d like to see! ^_^