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moonlitmothling · 2 months ago

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About Me

about me

hello, lovely. i’m bunny. i’m 24, my pronouns are she/her, and my timezone is est. i love music, art, playing games, and roleplaying. i’m in a load of fandoms, but if i had to choose, my main ones would be stranger things, descendants, criminal minds, until dawn, and one direction. but i also have many more! if you’d like to roleplay or even just talk, feel free to message me. but before you do, please make sure to read the rest of this post. thank you :3

roleplay guidelines

first off, if you are under the age of eighteen, do not interact with me, please. I am 24, and do not need or want to be talking to any minors. if i see that you are one, i will not respond.

secondly, as far as triggers go, i do not have any. if you do, please let me know, and i will respect them. while I’m comfortable roleplaying most things, if something does make me uncomfortable, i’ll let you know. and I ask that you do the same :3

when it comes to roleplaying, i do it on discord in private servers. i’d like for us to chat on here first, so we can get a vibe of what we are doing. and when we both feel ready, we can take things over to discord and continue there.

as for what i do, i am a fandom girlie through and through who loves to do oc x cc. that said, i’m open to a few original ideas where i’d do oc x oc. i don’t do cc x cc, as it has never been my thing, and worry i’d lose interest.

if we share the same love interest, and it’s alright with you, i don’t mind doing two separate roleplays - that way, we both get our love interests :3

as for plotting and headcanoning, i love to do both. i have so many headcanons for all my ocs, it’s insane. when it comes to plotting, i’m honestly down for almost anything. as much as i love my sweet, gushy, fluffy romance, i’m also drawn to dark, tragic, and horrific themes. i usually like to mix the two.

if all this sounds good to you, and you are interested in roleplaying and even becoming friends, please feel free to message me!

what i’m looking for

here is a list of all my fandoms, the status of them, and my preferred love interests.

the hearts indicate how likely i am to roleplay it on a scale of 1 to 5.

for fandoms with more than one love interest, they are organized from most preferred to least preferred (for these, i might want to just double up)

- 9-1-1 ❤❤❤❤

Status: seen all seasons, definitely need a rewatch as i don’t remember most of the earlier seasons

Love Interest : Evan ‘Buck’ Buckley

- 13 Reasons Why ❤❤❤

Status: seen all seasons, could be in need of a rewatch

Love Interest: Zach Dempsey

- Big Time Rush ❤❤❤❤❤

Status: currently rewatching, on season 3

Love Interest: Kendall Knight

- Criminal Minds ❤❤❤❤

Status: seen everything up to the first few episodes of season 5

Love Interest: Spencer Reid

- Descendants ❤❤❤❤❤

Status: seen all 4 movies

Love Interest: Ben Beast | Harry Hook

- Riverdale ❤❤❤

Status: see all seasons, might need a rewatch

Love Interest: Jughead Jones | Archie Andrews | Julian Blossom (weird idea)

- Stranger Things ❤❤❤❤❤

Status: seen all seasons

Love Interest: Steve Harrington | Eddie Munson | Billy Hargrove

- The Thundermans ❤❤❤

Status: currently rewatching, on season 2

Love Interest: Max Thunderman

- Until Dawn ❤❤❤❤❤

Status: played the original game, have seen multiple gameplays of both the original and remaster

Love Interest: Josh Washington

credit for the divider goes to @cafekitsune !!

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superwhoflarrow123rp · 5 months ago

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Fandoms/Rules

Hi, everyone!

Below, will be my Fandoms and Roleplay Rules. Be sure to give a look if you’re interested in RP! :)

RULES

LITERACY: Semi-Literate to Literate *This is my preference, but I can write a little less if we’re lacking motivation

PAIRINGS: CC x OC, CCxOC (Doubles) *I only do BXG pairings for my side.

GENRES: Fandom, Sci-fi/Fantasy, Horror, Drama, Mystery, Platonic, Found Family, Fluff *Only do romance for partners side

DO’s

Be respectful and appropriate. I won’t tolerate any bullying or harassment.

Communicate. Please, do not be afraid to communicate with me. Ask me any questions, or concerns you have! I want you to be feel comfortable, and over all have fun.

Respect my boundaries! I respect yours. So please don’t try to force me into something I don’t want to do.

Making it very clear right now… I will not do smut/sexual content or abuse!

FANDOMS

Marvel (MCU, X-Men)

The Vampire Diaries Universe

Supernatural

Doctor Who

The Last of Us (Show and Games)

Detroit:Become Human

Once Upon a Time

A Discovery of Witches (Show only! I’m only on S2)

Big Time Rush (Show RP only!)

Alien (Prometheus and Alien Covenant only. I’m a newer fan.)

Arrowverse (The Flash and Legends only)

OTHER

Various Michael Fassbender projects

Various Tom Hiddleston projects (Crimson Peak, and The Night Manager)

Jeepers Creepers

A Nightmare on Elm Street

Chucky (Movies only)

*I muse OC and CC’s. I play a variety of characters amongst my fandoms, so feel free to ask me who you’re looking for me to play!

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beaconcovehq · 4 months ago

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Any bands most wanted here?

Fall Out Boy, Jonas Brothers, We The Kings, Big Time Rush. Members? Any ideas?

#jonas brothers #fall out boys #we the kings #big time rush #celebrity rp #celeb rp #celeb rpg #fame rp #hollywood rp #fame rpg #hollywood rpg #celebrity roleplay #hwood rp #hwood rpg

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pandemonium-express · 9 months ago

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Why can't you be like Eyefestation and own up to your crush

"I don't have a crush."

#express #monium #rush #big time rush #pressure roblox #roblox pressure #pressure roleplay #pressure #pressure pandemonium #pressure rp #pandemonium pressure roleplay

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bluefurrsmemes · 2 years ago

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MY SPOTIFY PLAYLIST :: TOP SONGS OF 2022 PROMPTS. PART 1. A list of song lyric prompts based off of my most listened to songs on spotify last year. Feel free to edit pronouns as needed. There will be multiple parts to this.

BOYFRIEND. BY BIG TIME RUSH.

"Have you ever had the feeling you're drawn to someone?"

"And I can't believe that you're alone."

"Gimme time, you know I'm gonna be there."

"All I really want is to be your boyfriend."

"I don't know what kind of guy that you prefer."

"Bigger then the Twilight love affair, I'll be here."

"Knock me down you know I'm coming right back."

"I don't care at all what you done before."

FREEZE TIME. BY 311.

"I'd like to stay here just like this."

"That's all we can hope for."

"Pleasure from the lack of pain."

"Get with your rhythm, get with your nature."

"I grab a moment like a thief and then I make it mine."

"You are immortal man."

"Nothing will compare to your realization, when you come to find out your new object of fixation."

"You got the cure."

HOW I COULD JUST KILL A MAN. BY RAGE AGAINST THE MACHINE (COVER)

"So come on as I start to kick it."

"I'm just another local kid."

"Here is something you can't understand."

"I've been doin' all the dumb shit."

"I'm not gonna waste no time fucking around."

"I got the clearance to run the interference."

"How do you know where I'm at when you haven't been where I've been?"

"How I could just kill a man!"

DYNAMITE. BY BTS.

" 'Cause I'm in the stars tonight."

"This is getting heavy."

"Life is sweet as honey."

"So watch me bring the fire and set the night alight."

"I got the medicine."

"Can you hear the bass boom?"

"I'm diamond, you know I glow up."

"So I'ma light it up like dynamite."

SACRIFICE. BY THE WEEKND.

"I was born in a city, where the winter nights don't ever sleep."

"I know you'll never find that missing piece."

"But I sacrificed, your love for more of the night."

"I don't wanna sacrifice, but I love my time."

" 'Cause life is still worth living."

"I can break you down and pick you up."

"And fuck like we are friends, but don't be catching feelings."

"Don't be out here catching feelings."

THAT'S HILARIOUS. BY CHARLIE PUTH.

"Look how all the tables have turned."

"Guess you're finally realizing how bad you messed it up."

"You took away a year of my fuckin' life and I can't get it back no more."

"So when I see those tears, coming out your eyes, I hope it's me they're for."

"You can't be serious. That's hilarious!"

"Now you put the blame in reverse."

"Tryna make me feel guilty for everything you've done."

"You didn't love when you had me, but now you need me so badly."

#rp meme #sentence starter meme #lyric meme #lyrics meme #spotify lyrics meme 2022 #big time rush #311 #rage against the machine #the weeknd #charlie puth #bts

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alphonso-p-spain · 2 months ago

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A New Customer at Cass's Bar (Closed RP with @a-fantastic-time

@a-fantastic-time

The Twisted Shaker was typically a usy place during the weekends, with a full house up until midnight. As such, Cassandra was right at the end of the rush and exhausted. She let out a stretch, her massive chest straining against the button down shirt she wore. Cassandra was definitely one to be picked out from a crowd; standing at almost 8 feet tall, with long shaggy black hair and a muscular body under her curves, Cassandra was a big beauty. She let out a sigh as she looked around, before seeing someone new at the bar.

"Anything you would like, miss?" she asked, standing at the bar as she looked over the smaller woman.

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lookinghalfacorpse · 7 months ago

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dreamzablade where they get caught in an explosion and cTechno only has a moment grab the nearest bf and shield him bc humans are so, so fragile, and cTechno isn’t sure he’s big enough to protect them both :(

/dsmp /rp tw for descriptions of injury, blood, concussions, explosions, tinnitus

“Well, I guess it depends on what you consider ‘safer.’ Is it safer to be out of sight but crammed in a… in a little space like this?” Dream said, being a bit of a contrarian. He liked to play devil’s advocate. “Or is it safer to be out in the open, but able to move freely? It’s a trade-off.”

“Bruh, I dug this tunnel specifically to keep us hidden, and I’d appreciate a bit of gratefulness, alright?” Techno joked.

Technoblade, Dream, and Philza had been walking through this tunnel for at least twenty minutes. It was connected to a mine that Phil started many years ago, so it didn’t look too suspicious for all three of them to enter at once, but its long and winding path eventually led to the Syndicate meeting room. Despite its tactical advantage, it wasn’t the most comfortable travel. Techno had to duck his head through some sections, and they had to pass single-file through the support beams. Not to mention that it was cold, damp, and drafty.

“I’m just saying,” came Dream’s reply, his face briefly illuminated as he walked past a torch, only to be cast in shadow again moments later.

Phil chuckled, casting a glance over his shoulder. He walked in front, his wings scraping against the walls. Techno, directly behind him, was slightly hunched. Dream trailed behind, still bearing a slight limp from his time in the Vault. This would be Dream’s first time at the Syndicate meeting room, and Techno went all-out to ensure he’d be safe for the journey.

“This cold is brutal,” Phil complained. “It’ll take a while to warm the meeting room up. Hope you both dressed well.”

“We still have blankets, right?” Techno asked.

“We should. So long as Niki didn’t steal them all.”

“I will not be sitting on my first Syndicate meeting with a blanket on,” Dream mused from behind them.

“Right, so lesson number one about the Syndicate is that we’re all friends, and we treat each other like friends,” Techno said, “Now, I know this is kind of a foreign concept to you, but friends normally don’t act like business partners. If you’re cold, you’re wearin’ a blanket, no matter how–”

Upon Philza’s next footstep, Techno heard an observer click. Faint and muffled– imbedded somewhere in the tunnel wall, perhaps– following by an even quieter but distinct buzz as a TNT fuse was lit.

“Phil, to me!” Techno bellowed, already turning around and taking Dream into his arms. He lifted the human easily and pressed him into the bulk of his chest. Dream’s breath left him on the impact, but with his limp, Techno worried about the boy’s ability to get out of harm’s way quickly. He extended a hand towards Philza– his lifelong partner, his most trusted friend– and snatched his wrist, pulling him quickly into himself.

Techno remembered feeling the rush of adrenaline through his torso, his muscles seizing and stiffening as he turned himself into a shield for his partners. He saw a flash of fear on Dream’s delicate, sharp features, his eyes lighting with concern. He saw Phil’s hair flash like a flag as he rushed to them, and Techno put an arm around his wing to prevent him from wrapping it around them. He worried about hurting them, but he determined it was worth the risk. They were both too small, too fragile, too painfully shatterable to survive a blast at this range. He pressed them into his stomach and prayed his size would be enough.

He remembered feeling an intense pressure at his back, a ringing in his ears, and blackness.

—

When Techno was next aware of himself, he was laying facedown on the muddy floor of the tunnel. The blast had pushed him a notable distance.

The pain only hit when he tried to move. His back was torn to shreds; he was grateful he wasn’t able to see it, but the hot pain (like the whips and flogs of the arena– how long has it been since he knew this pain?) gathered where his muscles flexed. The ringing in his ears persisted as he raised himself from the ground.

Dream was pinned beneath him, eyes open but unseeing. Philza, only half-tucked beneath Techno’s shoulder and arms, began to writhe.

“No, no no,” Techno started, finding his voice quiet compared to the tinnitus, “Hey.”

With a hand under Dream’s jaw, he discovered that the young human must’ve hit his head when they were flung, and his forearms were scorched and bruised. He might’ve wrapped his arms around Techno at the last second. Philza’s shoulder and neck were covered in burns, and his neck was bleeding badly. Despite his initial writhing, his mumbles were unintelligible and his movements slow. He was pale.

“No, no.” Techno scrambled for the remains of his cape, his hands searching along the ground for anything he could use to stop the bleeding. It was burned off his back, but a few scraps of it remained a few feet in front of them. He grabbed it and pressed it, desperately, into Phil’s neck.

Phil almost appeared to make eye contact, but his eyes held little intelligence.

“Don’t die, okay? Don’t die,” Techno told him. The tinnitus blocked out the voices of his Chat– a small blessing. “Tell Kristin that it’s still my turn with you.”

Dream whined– a high-pitched sound from somewhere in his throat– and began to stir. Techno placed his open hand flat on the boy’s chest. “Hey, Dream. Don’t move too much.”

“Wha–” Dream started. He’d just began to recover from the head trauma Quackity inflicted on him, and Techno feared long-term repercussions. “Techno. Techno. You’re bleeding.”

“We’re all bleedin’, dude. You gotta take it easy.”

“No, Techno, you’re bleeding.”

Technoblade was distantly aware that the blood on his back was seeping forward, drenching his white shirt with a maroon shade. He was distantly aware that the string at his collar was dripping blood onto Dream. He could think of nothing besides the fact that his two most beloveds were dying in front of him.

“It’s cool, it’s cool. I’m fine.” Techno leaned forward until he could press his forehead against Dream’s, just for a second, hoping to comfort him. “You have anythin’ in your inventory? Health pots, gapples?”

“Y.. Yeah, I… I do, I–” Dream tried to sit as he moved into action, and Techno gently pushed him back to the ground.

“Don’t move, dude.”

“Techno…” “Health pots, Dream,” The piglin reminded him, noting that the concussed boy seemed to have already forgotten his request. Dream pulled up his inventory from his position on his back, clumsily sorting through the many items he carried with him. Techno watched him, guiltily. Phil’s hands roamed aimlessly around his own upper body, trying to clutch at the places that hurt him. He found Techno’s fingers and clawed at them with his fingernails. “Look, I’m so sorry,” Techno said, addressing both of them but knowing his words may not reach them, or may be forgotten, “I tried to protect both of you and I think I did a pretty bad job of it. You both gotta live, okay?”

Dream’s head momentarily lulled to the side as he lost consciousness again, but he recovered quickly. His green eyes wandered fearfully over Philza, lying half-dead beside him, before landing again on the spots of Techno's blood that landed on his shirt.

Techno felt his vision fade, and he was gone before he had the chance to warn them.

—

He’d wake on Philza’s living room floor, laying on his stomach.

Someone must’ve transformed the living room into a giant nest. He was lying on a mattress that was a little bit too small for him– one of the human mattresses, surely– and his limbs hung ungracefully off its edges, but a few layers of blankets separated his fur from the cold wooden floor. He noticed a tight weight around his whole torso. He was wrapped in bandages from naval to collar, with some smaller bandages adhered to his long ears and neck, and the scent of burnt fur filled his nostrils. The small hand of a human rested, comfortable and limp, in the palm of his hand.

Disoriented, he wondered for a moment why they chose to nap in such an odd spot. Remembering the blast, he nearly leaped from the mattress, but the pain stopped him.

“Whoa, Techno. Not so fast, alright?” came Philza’s warm voice.

Techno never felt so relieved to hear him. He lifted his head until he could face the direction of the fireplace, and there he found the beautiful sight of Philza and Dream cuddling together, Dream fully asleep with his face resting on Phil’s diaphragm. It was Dream’s hand that was placed neatly in Techno’s, outstretched towards him as he slept.

Both of them were wrapped in bandages, their hair tousled and messy. But they were alive.

“You saved us, love,” Phil continued, “I just wish you didn’t hurt yourself so badly in the process.”

“Worth it.” Techno squeezed his hand around Dream’s. “How’d we get home?”

“Not sure. I think Dream did a lot of it. And he hurt himself doing it, too. He’s all bruised, and I think he pulled something in his shoulder.” Phil ran a hand through Dream’s long hair. “You two have that in common. Self-sacrifice.”

An ironic statement from a man who lost a wing to protect his son. Techno didn’t argue with it. “Who would trap the tunnel?”

“Don’t know. But I’m worried they know about the meeting room. When we’re healthy, we should go check on it.”

“Or ask Niki to. I don’t want either of you near it right now.”

“We could ask Connor.”

Techno snorted. “We could ask Connor.”

In his sleep, Dream nuzzled into Phil and sighed. Techno got accustomed to Dream sleeping constantly as he recovered from the last concussion, and he supposed he’d have to prepare himself for a similar recovery. Techno imagined Dream dragging his giant piglin body through that tiny tunnel while his head injury raged, his thin body straining, his shoulder popping out of place. But at least they were all alive. So long as they lived, they would be okay.

But Technoblade has destroyed nations over smaller offenses than this. The moment he healed, he would solve this, and he wouldn't use cowardly tactics like traps.

#FAM IT'S PRETTY LONG #if you liked 'of threadbare birdcages' you'll vibe with this #dreblr #drabbles #doomsdaytrio #doomsday trio #dreamzablade #rivalsblr

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mayearies · 2 years ago

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✩ ABC’S

sfw alphabet with miles g. genre: fluffy hcs

—‘A’ IS FOR AFFECTION (how affectionate are they?) pretty affectionate with his s/o even if he can be awkward sometimes, takes some time getting close to someone again. if you’re in public, he would mainly hold your hand. maybe sneak in a hug or kiss once in a while if he’s feelin’ handsy. when recieving affection, he’s always open towards it. even if it makes him a little embarassed at moments (mainly in public).

—‘B’ IS FOR BESTFRIEND (what are they like as a bestie?) once he get comfy with you, he the type to play with you but also have serious talks to. he would like to stay close to you and hang out with you a lot. he’s also really good at rps (rock paper scissors) and shadow boxing, you gettin’ bodied fo sho ‼️

—‘C’ IS FOR CUDDLES (what is their cuddling schedule?) he likes contact with you, preferably skin to skin so expect his hands up your back or your stomach. he can be both a big spoon or a little spoon, he just wants to hold you (he will be a little spoon most times which you will tease him about). one cuddle sesh a day is required for him to function.

“baby? where’s my hugs n’ kisses? you aint mad at me, right?”

—‘D’ IS FOR DOMESTIC (settling down? how will they be helping out around?) he would wait to get a fiancée, let alone a wife. but of course he would want to settle down with you. he loves you. a pretty decent home cook, nothing special. he would watch his ma make pasteles so it’s one of the dishes he can perfect. he tolerates cleaning. doesnt like it but doesn’t fully hate it.

—‘E’ IS FOR ENDING (how does breaking up go?) would absolutely try to avoid arguments all he can. depends on the reason why you two are splitting, but he will spill his feelings about the relationship out to you. in his head. he doesn’t enjoy speaking his thoughts very much and just feels it’ll escalate shit. though, he would wish you well.

—‘F’ IS FOR FIANCÉE (how committed are they to you?) puts his commitment to you over anything else. though he claims he is not in a rush to marry you and that it could wait, but at the same time he be talkin’ about baby names and what a dream it would be to marry someone like you.

—‘G’ IS FOR GENTLE (how gentle are they?) he’s gentle on most occasions. his rbf and cold aura can be misleading. the craves your touch and your kisses. however, he can be a little on the rough side. for example, his mental state. it isn’t the best with his dad being dead and being the prowler, but you make it more bearable with just your presence. he can also be on the rougher side by squeezing places he knows only belong to him (neck, thighs, waist, etc.)

—‘H’ IS FOR HUGS (how does their hugging schedule work?) he dont mind them. he just dont like the long ones. makes him uncomfortable in some way. he doesn’t do them that often, but when he does they’re really memorable and soft.

—‘I’ IS FOR I LOVE YOU (how quick do they say i love you?) waits a little long before pulling the big ‘l word’. i wouldnt describe him as head over heels for you, but he’s in love.

—‘J’ IS FOR JEALOUSY (what are they like when they’re jealous?) oh boy, can this man get jealous. like, hella jealous. if someone so much as stare too long at you, he’ll glare at them while bringing you closer towards him. touching you? a line nobody can cross. that shit is a death wish. his mami, not yours.

—‘K’ IS FOR KISSES (how does their kiss schedule work?) hold me back i finna go wild on this one. though you’re probably his first relationship like ever, he didnt know how to kiss at first. as time went on though, his kisses got really passionate and filled with longing. everytime he kisses you, he misses you just a little bit less cause he knows you’re here. you’re here to stay. you’re his. he would kiss you anywhere. your least favorite part? kissed. your favorite part? consider it done, bae. he likes cheek kisses a lot. he doesn’t know why, though. he also really likes looking at your eyes when he’s done kissing you, he likes eye contact in general. if you are avoiding it or simply looking away from him, he’ll snap his fingers in your face and hold your chin as you turn towards him.

“ma. look at me. i won’t ask twice.”

—‘L’ IS FOR LITTLE ONES (how are they around kids?) not a fan of kids, they’re too noisy. he’s really awkward with them because he internally just thinks they’re little brats, but he also knows they’re stupid. his kid though? he will adore them so fucking much you might have to separate him.

—‘M’ IS FOR MORNINGS (how do your morning routines go?) he wakes up whenever you wake up. your morning routine is basically his, only that he adds a few more steps to it. those ‘few more steps’ being holding you for a solid five or so minutes before you carry on with your early rising.

—‘N’ IS FOR NIGHTS (how does your night routine go?) much like the mornings, his night routine is similar to yours. except, sometimes you dont even finish the whole thing because he wants your time and attention to himself before he drifts off to sleep.

—‘O’ IS FOR OPEN (when will they become more personal?) probably on the third or fourth date. the first two he would want to know more about you. but, he would drop little things he was interested in too.

—‘P’ IS FOR PATIENCE (how patient are they?) he doesn’t get upset that easily, with you atleast. don’t push him too far with your smart mouth, though. that’s what can really piss him off sometimes.

“the fuck you think you talkin’ to? tone down that attitude fo’ me.”

—‘Q’ IS FOR QUIZZES (how much would they remember about you?) he would remember the things that intrugied him about you, but he wouldnt remember every single thing. that’s how he knew what to buy you if he wanted to surprise you.

—‘R’ IS FOR REMEMBER (whats their favorite moment?) he loves them all equally, frankly if he had to choose he couldn’t.

—‘S’ IS FOR SECURITY (how protective are they?) pretty fuckin’ protective of you. and you love it. sometimes, he would stalk you just to see how you were doing or if you were okay. he just doesn’t want to lose someone again, he hopes you understand.

—‘T’ IS FOR TRY (how much effort do they put into your relationship?) he tries to make an effort into planning dates but those plans often get spoiled by his alter. he will always make it up to you, though. no matter what.

—‘U’ IS FOR UGLY (whats one of their flaws?) lying. he doesnt like to lie to you, but it keeps you safe. it got to the point where he would lie about little things on accident, like taking out the trash.

—‘V’ IS FOR VANITY (how insecure are they about their looks?) not a lot. if you think he looks good, then he looks good. sometimes he wonders how he even managed to pull someone like you.

“whatever, amor. if you think i look good, then i look good. whatever you say goes.”

—‘W’ IS FOR WHOLE (would they feel incomplete without you?) yes. nothing more.

—‘X’ IS FOR XTRA (random hc about them?) he behaves like a cat sometimes without even knowing it.

—‘Y’ IS FOR YUCK (whats something they dont like in a partner?) he probably doesnt like loud noises. yes, he does ride a motorcycle but he probably wears earplugs to help with the noise.

—‘Z’ IS FOR ZZZ (what are their sleeping habits?) he’s naturally a light sleeper, so anything faint could wake him up. something he does when you sleep with him is that he would hold you so close and tight that you once had a dream you fell and broke your back. and a actually felt that pain in real life. yikes. another habit he has is playing with your hair subconciously and muttering things about you in his sleep. you both have woken up to it multiple times.

#miles g morales #miles morales x you #miles morales headcanons #earth 42 miles morales #earth 42 miles morales x reader #miles morales #miles morales x reader #miles morales blurbs

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findroleplay · 2 years ago

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Hi there! I am a 26 year old looking for literate, 21+ 3rd person writers to do MxM romance roleplays set in fandom universes! At the moment, I am still searching for:

Adventure Time

Bee & Puppycat

Big Time Rush

Breakfast Club

Dachabo

Demon Slayer

Disenchantment

Disney

Harry Potter (Hogwarts Mystery + Legacy only)

Helluva Boss

Inside Job (Netflix)

Inuyasha

My Hero Academia

Regular Show

Pokémon

Scooby Doo: Mystery Incorporated

Scott Pilgrim (comic)

Something’s Wrong With Sunny Day Jack

Star vs the Forces of Evil

Teen Titans (2003)

Total Drama

TMNT (2012+AUs)

All characters will be aged to 21+

I am OCxCanon/double friendly and can do any gender pairing for your side! If interested, heart this post and we can exchange discords!

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hiddenwashington · 4 months ago

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@youllalwaysbemyporcelain said: Was that [FRANCO MASINI]? Oh no no, that was just [KENDALL KNIGHT], a [CANON CHARACTER] from [BIG TIME RUSH]. They are [TWENTY FIVE] years old, use [HE/HIM], and [ARE] aware that they are not actually from Washington DC. Too bad they can’t stray from this city for long.{ooc: atlas}

accepted! welcome to washington d.c. kendall knight [franco masini]! please send in your account within 24 hours! please be sure to take a look at the checklist now that you've arrived! we look forward to seeing you around the city!

#btr roleplay #big time rush rpg #big time rush rp #nickelodeon rpg #nickelodeon rp #accepted #admin kasey #youllalwaysbemyporcelain

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nocterax · 2 months ago

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Private Confession

(a Warframe RP thingie)

After dinner with the others, Quincy and Astirrah left for a more private and comfortable place for both of them. The pale woman was visibly nervous with metal fingers being cracked constantly, trying to put words together after promising this as a deal with the sniper. He literally noticed she's being nervous about this, but hopefully the hot shower helps both of them ease up things or so Q had this idea for knowing the woman like... for 2+ months? Not the easiest person he faced, but really reminds him about when his walls were completely pulled up to protect himself. After walking into the Mall's bathrooms, they turned face-to-face with each other.

"...u seem to be stackin' up shit inside, don't you? Never seen u crackin' ur metal parts like this..." - Quincy said as he stood closer to the drifter while taking off his beret. Astirrah looked a bit away, not realising how the feelings were inside of her mind 'fucking her up' on the outside.

"Look, I'm not the person of feelings and shit. You know how fucking lonely asshole I was in Duviri, until now. I'm still trying to... put things together inside of me." - She gestures with her hands as the heterochromatic eyes look up at the tall man before her. Quincy shook his head and smiled at her. - "...yeah I know. That's why u needed ur fav lux sniper's company... but before Zefrex stomped here like a fuckin' tank, I... acted much like u, feel me? I can see thru ur eyes, mate." - both of his hands slowly began to undress Asti for the shower and leaning closer to her neck, planting a kiss on it.- "...but relax, ok? Take a deep breath 'n aim on the target."

A soft sigh leaving her mouth after being kissed on the neck, but slowly taking a deep breath and exhaling the air on the protoframe's ear. - "Right, right...I still can't believe how the fuck you are twisting my mind and... feelings... I would hate you for it... I can't...you know? I'm afraid of-..."

The feelings are overwhelming her mind again, her hands are placed on his metal arms for a bit stopping him to undress her and focus on what she says and the man respecting it, fully focusing on her. - "...love... because when it happened the last time, I lost that person and all I knew was this anger and pain. Right now, the same fucking thing happening between us, Quincy, don't you see? I have feelings for you. What the fuck should I do when every fucking time we spend time together and it gets worse and worse..." - she looks straight into the big brown eyes, her eyes shimmering from the little tears nearly running down on her dead white cheeks. A visible shock appeared on Quincy's face as he took an upright position, don't know what to say after looking into her eyes for a few minutes even if he knew that she would spit everything straight into the face and all the words are stuck inside of his throat, because he was like this not so long ago before Zef helped him ease up...

They stood there in silence for a while, until a small smile appeared on the sniper's face and pulled the woman closer by her waist, pressing her bare chest against his. She thought Quincy began to hate her for this confession, more like afraid of spilling herself out and falling on face again.

"What can I say... u have good eyes in ur head, Asti... 'n I was wondering when you'd say...but... are u sure about this? Like, sure-sure n take this slow, yeah?" - his hand on her lower back gently stroking on the void manifested vertebra up and down, waiting for the answer.

Astirrah is surprised even more after what he said, feeling the gentle stroke over the spine sending her shivers through the pale body, but she gathered herself together really fast. - "...It's a double agreement from my side. I don't want to rush things, even if we had... intimate times together. Beginning of bonding, maybe." - the assassin slowly placed her metal palm on his cheek and slowly it slid on the back of his neck to pull the tall man closer, barely leaving a space between their lips.

"U did impress Quincy-K with being such a brave thing...n I don't have to bribe u for sexual things, innit." - his smile widened then his lips pressed against hers, deepened into a kiss between them and a while later they took that hot shower together with more 'intimate bonding'.

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kme-2020 · 1 year ago

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I walked into our living room, watching as you scribbled something on a piece of paper and folded it before placing it inside a bowl. I placed two glasses of red wine on the coffee table. I knew that this meant, and I felt my cheeks flush. I sat beside you and rubbed your back. “So, what’s the plan for tonight?” I asked. Your green eyes meet mine and you smirk, “to be determined, but it’s your turn to find out, pick two” you say, gesturing to the pieces of folded paper in the bowl. I select two pieces and unfold them. They read:

“one stethoscope” and “choking RP”

I loved resus play and you were a cardiophile- a perfect pairing. “What else was an option tonight?” I asked, curios. You unfold the remaining pieces one by one: “rescue breathing” “two stethoscopes” “vibrator” “CPR RP” “Ryan’s choice” “drowning RP” and “Claire’s choice”.

I smile and look at you. You take another sip of wine and smile back, a gentle laugh escaping your lips before saying “your turn to be the victim too, lucky lady”. My eyes lower to his chest and I place a hand over your heart, recalling last time when Ryan was the victim and I was the rescuer. I loved pumping his chest, the way the intensity of the compressions built, the feeling of elation when we both reached our max. “I really liked the two stethoscopes last time” I said. It has been a big turn on for Ryan to know he was listening to my heart while I listened to his. I found it quite sexy too, to hear his body react to my performance. Ryan smirked and replied “I’ll make sure you like the Heimlich maneuver tonight”. My face flushed- Ryan knew I was partial to abdominal thrusts.

I got to my feet and made my way to our bedroom. “Any requests…” I trailed off, raising my eyes brows. You bit your lip, considering. “No, I don’t think so…maybe something black?” I nod and slip into our room. I quickly put on a black satin slip. I take my blonde hair out of its bun and shake it out.

I hear Ryan approaching and I sit on the edge of the bed, ready. You enter, wearing only your boxers. You lean in for a kiss and I breathe in your scent- cologne mixed with red wine. We linger here and I feel tipsy from both the wine and the anticipation of what was coming next.

I pull away from Ryan and search his face, and he nods, ready. I take several deep breaths, purposely arching my chest in his direction before I wrap my hands around my throat and and let out a strangled cough. You stand up and appraise me. I cough again and clutch my chest, feigning an airway obstruction. I let out a wheeze and gesture to my throat, opening and closing my mouth silently. You place a hand on my chest and another on my shoulder. “Keep coughing” your low voice commands me. I nod and play along, gasping for air, my hands still at my throat. You pull me to my feet and position yourself beside me. You lean me forward and settle your hand in between my shoulder blades. A firm back blow rocks me forward and I stumble slightly, letting you support some of my weight. You strike my back again as I gagged.

You move behind me and run your hands down to my crotch but tease me by quickly repositioning your hands for the Heimlich maneuver. Your strong arms wrapped around my waist, holding me tight before thrusting them in and up into my abdomen. A real grunt escapes my lips and I let my head fall back onto your shoulder, lolling with each thrust. I feel warmth building between my legs and the start of a heady rush. Each thrust sends me closer to the edge. “Harder” I manage to gasp, and you follow my command. I am lifted slightly off the ground as you thrust into my abdomen again and I moan with pleasure. I close my eyes and enjoy the feeling as you continue to work on me, eventually doing the Heimlich maneuver with such force that if I were choking for real, it may have actually dislodged an airway obstruction. I let myself to limp after a particularly strong thrust and we fall into bed. I’m face down and you pause to grab my ass, temporarily distracted. You then pull me onto my my hands and knees, your hands circling around my waist once again. You resume abdominal thrusts, and I swoon. I love the feeling as your strong fists press deep into me. First slow and sensual, then building in frequency and intensity, my breath exhaling sharply with each thrust. I raise one hand and rest it on your fists circled around my waist. You pull me off of all fours into a kneeling position, my back flat against your stomach. I can feel your cock growing hard as you grind against my ass while delivering another abdominal thrust. I moan with pleasure as our bodies continue this dance-you’re grinding in synch with each abdominal thrust. I lean back into you, dropping my arms at my sides and gripping your thighs, enjoying the feeling as you compressed my diaphragm and forced air out of my lungs.

Slowly your focus shifts to grinding only and I lean forward onto all fours again. You grind so hard I am pushed onto my stomach and lie there, gasping for breath. I feel your breath at the back of my neck as you whisper “I need to check your airway”. I grin as you swing yourself off of me and roll me onto my back. We lock eyes, your hand cupping my face, strands of my blonde hair stuck to my flushed cheeks. You brush my hair aside and lean in for a kiss and I kiss back with equal force. Our lips part and you turn your head, my breath causing strands of your dark hair to move back and forth.

You grab my wrist in your hand, feeling my pulse throb against your fingertips. You kiss my wrist and move your hands to my neck, feeling my pulse there. “Hmm…” you mutter, leaning in to press your lips to my neck, kissing your way down to my collarbone. Your hands move down my body next, pausing at my breasts, then my hip bones, and finally at my femoral pulse point, feeling my pulse beat strong.

I grab the stethoscope from the bedside table and put the tips in my ears and press the bell to your chest. Your heart is racing too, and I know you’re hard. You place your hand over mine on your chest, your other hand again finding my wrist and feeling my pulse as you close your eyes. We enjoy this for a moment, and I sigh.

Your eyes open and you move the bell to my chest, and my heartbeat fills my ears. You watch for a moment as I listen to my own heart. “Here” I say as I remove the ear pieces and pass them to you. You slip them into your ears and I keep the bell pressed to my chest. I move it around my bare chest a few times, watching your face, never breaking eye contact. A mischievous look comes across your face and you straddle my hips, stethoscope still in your ears listening to my heart.

You begin thrusting and grinding in synch with my heartbeat, causing my heart rate to increase slightly. I gasp in pleasure, my back arching. The stethoscope slides from my chest but you grab it and press it firmly to my chest again. I run my hands up and down your strong arms as you interlock your hands and nestle them between my breasts and begin gentle chest compressions. A tiny “huff” escapes from me each time you compress my chest. I feel my belly rippling against your thighs with each compression. I unsuccessfully stifle a moan as you again grind in synch with my pulse while simultaneously compressing my chest.

We continue like this for some time before you dismount me and lay beside me in bed. We’re both breathless as we take turns listening to each others hearts. “Thanks for saving me, babe” I joke, pressing my body against yours. “Anytime Claire” you say, wrapping your arms around me, “and I can’t wait for next time” you whisper in my ear.

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