다양한 / Varied  ( adj ):                          having Many

realistic space dad?

HECK IT. this is a straight up starter call for my witch / magic / fantasy verse. i’m craving stuff so bad lmfao.

just a little rundown since i have no verse info up yet: this verse is FLEXIBLE AF. it’s literally a general fantasy verse for me to write some guilty pleasure tropes with shiro ok. as for shiro in the verse, he’s a space witch who was bitten by a werewolf in his teens. the curse suppressed his magic but over time & with a lot of work he slowly manages to reconnect with it. he lives with and sort of works as an assistant for an earth shaman ( @grimesucker​ ) in the middle of a forest.

feel free to come at me to plot if you’d like to before i write something for you. multis pls specify a muse you want the starter for. thx for enabling me bbs. ♡

Pain changes people, it makes them trust less, overthink more, and shut people out.

verse tag dump.

✗ ― 「 v: release me from the present 」 canon: i. ✗ ― 「 v: don’t let me be gone 」 canon: ii. ✗ ― 「 v: lean on my pride / i’m a lion 」 canon: iii. ✗ ― 「 v: stay with me / you don’t need to run 」 garrison. ✗ ― 「 v: if i can live through this 」 champion. ✗ ― 「 v: i’m a goner / somebody catch my breath 」 astral plane. ✗ ― 「 v: dear atlas / you must endure 」 galra reign.

@widespreadroots​  //  velum.  (x)

Velum listened to Shiro, and empathy tugged at her heart as he spoke. There was a weight behind his words that Velum would never truly understand; secrets that Shiro kept just to make sure everyone else was comfortable… With a small, comforting chirp, she crawls into his lap and envelops him in her wings. He didn’t have to tell her anything he didn’t want to, but, she felt that this was the least she could do for her dear friend. A silent way of letting him know she was there, and would be there, whenever he needed it.

  sudden weight in his lap managed to take him by surprise; he hadn’t, at least on the SURFACE, meant much by the words beyond a statement on how no one’s life is perfect and that... well, there WAS a lot that could go wrong. he hadn’t been speaking of his own  ---  and yet, maybe subconsciously he HAD been.

blinking, he peered down at velum, his surprise quickly wearing away to something softer. a smile spread, though small, and appreciation showed itself clearly in his eyes. arms slid around his small friend, returning the hug, one hand raising to sort of PET along her head.

     “ thank you, ”  he spoke in a murmur, the moment now hitting him HARDER than he’d initially intended, and quite abruptly so. there was a clench in his chest, but having velum there... it was a comfort.  “ you’re a good friend, you know that? ”

grimesucker·.

❝I don’t think you’re as apathetic as you think you are.❞ // @kienokoru·

                                                           just SCREAMS when fifteen tries to bring it up—

grimesucker‌.

@kienokoru​ | 574R73R C4LL

                                         “ the fuck’re you still doin’ up ? it’s late as shit. ”

     “ what, now you care about healthy choices? LATE NIGHTS is where you draw the line? i watched you join the other kids in chanting ‘chug chug chug’ when one of them showed up with a full bottle of booze. ”

I honestly love planet scanning in Andromeda.

biotiq‌.

      ❛  if  they’re  craving  a  fight,  let’s  give  it  to  them.  ❜    |    >  ♡  :  /  /  @kienokoru​

     “ right. ”  a decisive nod, and a DETERMINED gaze is turned to rest on sara. body readying on instinct, his arms raising to chest level, hands already curled into fists  ---  his primary weapons, though he does have a pistol strapped to his thigh for emergency scenarios. shiro gestures with his head in the direction of their opponents, who lie on the OTHER SIDE of the cover they’ve taken, and raises his eyebrows slightly.  “ on three? ”

hope — my writing