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Give my muse something, and my muse will give yours something in return!

It doesn’t have to be of equivalent worth, and the crazier the gift is, the better!

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RPers, please reblog this if you’re okay with ICONLESS threads!

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I rp ML!  If anyone’s looking for a Chat Noir/Adrien Agreste, feel free to hit me up :D

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@favoritefadedfantasies ~!

"Wow," Adrien punched her shoulder lightly.  "Ladybug.  I'll be sure to look that name up on Facebook.  Ten bucks says it's all roleplay accounts and none of them are actually you."  The blonde smirked before admiring her and all she had to say.  

Ladybug was always so wise, so brilliant.  She was the obvious choice to be a heroine of red and black.  She knew exactly what to do, to say.  She was a truly admirable.  Plus, her tips and thoughts on things were always spot on.  Perhaps he would pursue photography.  She did have a point!

His eyes slipped down to focus on her lips.  They way the parted and formed words, it was so seducing.  It caused his skin to ripple with nerves and a burning desire to do so much more.  

He was so close.  So close....

Leaning in closer, his finger traced the edges of her mask.  It took every ounce of his well-being not to finger those edges and peel the mask up (assuming he could!).  It took even more for him not to push her onto his bed and spend the next few hours getting lost in her scent, body, and sounds.  Oh what he would give to hear her moan between fiery, passionate kisses.

For so long, she wanted to know who those baby blue belonged too.  To see the woman beneath the mask.  Her form-fitting suit left no room for imagination--he could see her every curve and every spasm of her muscles as he touched her.  He knew exactly who he'd be getting into bed with, physically.  But mentally, emotionally.  He had no idea who she really was.

When Adrien realized just how close he'd gotten, lips nearly brushing hers and his fingers ready to pluck at her mask, he immediately pulled his hand back.  

It was a blur what happened next.  All he could remember is that his hearing stopped and his mind felt cloudy.  A pit formed in his stomach and a cold-sweat set in.  

It... It felt like he was cheating on Marinette.

"I, I should go."  

Springing from his bed, he gathered up his wallet and placed his keys in his pocket.  He didn't even utter her a goodbye.  He just left the room in a rush.

He wasted no time in going down the stairs to the lower level.  Heart thundering within his chest, he laid his hand across his heart.  What was this feeling? This painful sensation?  And where did it come from?  And why?  Was he sick?

He pushed his way out the front door; he didn't even bother to engage the deadbolt.  He was more concerned with getting off his property and putting distance between he and his spotted lover.

Just saying that word, lover, made him taste vomit in his throat.  He was feeling weak, queasy.  What... what was going on.

He made it maybe a block or two from his house before he forced himself to take a seat at a vacant bench.  Panting, his hand flew up to his warmer than usual forehead.

"Uh," Plagg crawled up from where he hid in the folds of Adrien's jacket, "you don't look so good."  He squirmed out and plopped himself in the blonde's hands.  "And you're all sweaty."

"What the hell is happening to me, Plagg," he rasped.  Brows furrowing, he folded on himself.  "I feel--"

"Sick?" the kwami finished for him.

"Yeah...."

"Maybe we should stay in and eat some cheese tonight," he suggested out of the kindness of his heart (yeah right!).

"But Ma-Marinette."  He winced just saying her name. "I... I...."

"Chat Noir loves her, Adrien.  But do you?"  His large green eyes bore into Adrien's soul.  "You love Ladybug."

He shook his head.  "No, I... I love Marinette n-now."

Plagg gave him a deadpan stare.  "Yeah because I can believe you when you say it with that level of hesitation.  Stop trying to force your feelings onto another woman."

Adrien fell silent.

"Listen, A, Marinette doesn't love Chat Noir, she loves you.  To her, Chat is just her little kitty. Just a friend she can flirt with.  She loves you, Adrien Agreste, most.  But let's be real, you're Chat Noir.  That's the man you really are.  You just can't be him because society won't let you."

"And if Marinette doesn't love Chat..." his brows caved in, "then she doesn't love me."

Plagg chewed his lip.  He didn't want to comment on that.

"But Ladybug doesn't love Chat Noir either...."

Plagg opened his mouth but held back his comment.  He was at a loss for words.

"No one loves the real me," he sighed.

"That's because no one really gets to know the real you."  Floating up to his cheek, he put his tiny paws on his face.  "For what it's worth, I like you.  Both sides of you."

"Th-thanks, Plagg."  Scooping the kwami up, he nuzzled him before hiding him back in the jacket.  "But this feeling... how do I make it go away."

"You're asking the wrong kwami, A.  I know nothing about the lovey, fluffy stuff."

"Then what do I do?"  His voice cracked as he sat there on the bench.  His flesh paled again and he felt his chest get tight.

"That's for your to figure out.  You have to decide, who do you want to see the real you.  Will you show Marinette who you really are and see if she'll accept you?  You already did last night before you ran out on her.  She seemed flustered.  Perhaps she's interested in this bad boy side of you?"

Adrien looked down at his watch.  He had about 4-more hours before his schedule photo shoot.  Perhaps he could surprise her and show up early?

But then his mind went back to Ladybug.  The feel of her flesh as his fingers traced the edges of her mask.  The way her lips moved.  The way her chest rose and dropped.

Plagg caught his distance stare.  "Or do you want to take your chances with Ladybug, the woman who will never show you who she really is."

Plagg made it pretty clear who he was betting on.

Swallowing, Adrien felt for his phone.  Fingers brushing against the screen, he shot Marinette a text: "Hey, so my schedule opened up.  You free now?  We could get started early."

Sighing, he spent the next several seconds staring at his phone with worrisome eyes.  Was he doing the right thing?  Could he learn to really love Marinette. Better yet, could she learn to love him.

Petits Papillons // Ladybug x Cat Noir

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Call Me Maybe - Adrienette [Closed RP]

one x one between me (Xavi) and @nightwing1536.  Just a light, fun rp about Adrien and Marinette.  <3

With a sigh, his cheek fell into his hand.  School was boring as usually, especially with the week's gag-worthy topic--the senior ball.

Preparations for the big event was already well underway.  They had a venue, they had a theme, they had the arrangements and meal picked out.  They had the date set too!  All they had to do was open the ticket sales up.  And, well, today was that day.

With the ring of the bell, school finally ended.  The torture was finally done.

"Oh Adrien," a voice sung to him.  "I know you don't have anyone better to go with so I expect you'll ask me to be your date?"  Before he could even look up from his desk, Chloe was standing before him, strumming her fingers across his desk.  "Well?" she huffed, "what are you waiting for."

"Chloe," Adrien's face lost its usual handsome features as his lips fell into a frown, "I'm not even sure I'll be in town for the dance."  He looked away before muttering,  "And I'm not sure I want to go."

Gasps soon followed as did Chloe's baffled stare.  "Are you serious!  You're--"

"You heard it first," Alya chuckled, "Adrien just rejected Chloe."  This snark comment was followed by more gasping as well as sharp laughter and gossipy whispers.  "Looks like you'll have to find someone else, queen bee!" she smirked while elbowing his bestie, Marinette.  "You're welcome," she whispered down to her friend.

"Well fine," Chloe snorted.  "I don't need him.  I'll invite the prince!  He's a thousand times cooler than you anyway," she huffed while stomping out the room and immediately pulling out her phone to call her daddy for assistance.

Not too long after she left, everyone else followed.  Except Adrien.  He sat there at his desk with a crestfallen expression on his face.  Sighing once more, he effortlessly reached for his bag but missed.  He was in no mood to do anything, especially with this new found weight on his shoulders....

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Today Was A Fairytale - Mercy76 [Closed RP]

one x one between me (Xavi) and @starpiper3.  This is about Jack and Angela’s first date.  Jack will likely make a fool of himself because, well, it’s Jack xD

He spent a few days reading Yelp reviews to find the perfect place to bring her.  Originally, he thought a restaurant would do nicely.  However, the more he looked into them, the sooner he realized that it was just too traditional.  Every man who'd ever liked a woman always brought her to dinner.  Said man would show off by telling her to order anything off the menu and to not hold back.  When the bill came, he'd effortlessly paid it with a credit card while smiling over at her as, after all, what woman could resist a man with money.

But Angela knew he wasn't rich.  It was an thankless job being the Strike-Commander.  Heh, it was almost like being the President of the United States.  Only, he didn't get a secret service to watch his back.  He had to watch his own back.

Going back and forth with possible options, Jack finally decided to ditch the whole 'eating' thing altogether.  He could always wine and dine her AFTER she agreed to a second--no, third date.  After all, he wanted to wow her.  Dinner wasn't exactly "wow" worthy.

"Ugh," he moaned while tugging on his hair.  An action that didn't go unnoticed from the woman sitting across from him.  He was early to a meeting and so was she.

"Date not shaping up?" her coy smirk caused him to squirm.  "Relax, I'm not telling anyone.  But I will tell you to stop worrying.  She'll love anything you do."

He cocked a brow, skeptical to her comments.  "And what makes you think that, Ana?"

"I'm your right-hand woman, Jack.  I know everything."

Nervously, he tugged at his shirt collar.  Was this too casual?  He told her not to wear anything fancy.  Perhaps he should have tried to at least dress up a bit.  But would that have been weird?  He opted to take her on a walk at a park about 2-hours from the base.  It had exactly 4 reviews on Yelp, all of which gave it 5 stars.  This was the 'hidden' park of the state.  And, based on the lack of people wandering around, he realized it was all too true.  But hey, at least they would be alone!  Or was that a bad thing?

That thought caused him to fidget. Maybe he should have picked a restaurant! Or perhaps he should have worn a nicer pair of jeans.  Or a less... well, at least a plaid shirt or something!  But no, he didn't do that.  So there he was, anxiously standing beside a blossoming apple tree in his signature black form-fitting "MORRISON" shirt and a pair of weathered jeans.

Oh yeah, he looked like a real winner.

Not.

Swallowing the lump that had formed for the umpteenth time, he began to pace.  His nerves were getting the best of him again!

What if she was a no show?

What if she forgot!  

What if she thought this whole date in the park thing was dumb?

What if she wore something so breathtaking beautiful that he forgot how to talk!

What if--!!!

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“I’ve forgotten what it meant to have a family. To have friends.”

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Anyone looking to RP?

Looking for some low key rps.  Nothing super heavy and bogged down with meaty paragraphs.  Just light and fun.  Something to entertain me on slow days.

I’d be interesting in RPing the following.  Bold is who I’m interested in rping as. If both are bold, I’m willing to play either character.  Anything with *** means I’m super interested in that story:

Miraculous Ladybug

Adrien (Chat Noir) x Marinette (Ladybug) ***

Adrien (Chat Noir) x OC

Overwatch

Mercy x Soldier 76 ***

Angela Ziegler x Jack Morrison ***

Mercy x McCree

Mercy x Pharah

Pharah x McCree

Legend of Korra

Korra x Mako

Korra x Asami

Mass Effect

FemShep x Garrus Vakarian

FemShep x Kaidan

FemRyder x Vetra

Could be Convinced to RP:

Mercy x Widowmaker

Widowmaker x Pharah

Mercy x Reaper

Mercy x Hanzo

DVa x Genji

DVa x Junkrat

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@favoritefadedfantasies  Here’s your long overdue post <3

Grabbing the first outfit, he wasted no time in getting dressed.  While doing so, he grinned from ear to ear.  “She’s only the most beautiful woman in the whole world.”  His grin dropped for a second as he looked over at Ladybug.  “Well, perhaps tied with you.”  He shot her a wink.  “Only unlike you, she doesn’t wear a mask and I know her full name.”

Twirling happily, he let out a soft sigh.  “Marinette Dupain-Cheng.”  He could barely contain his passion.  “She’s absolutely wonderful.  She’s smart, sophisticated, breathtakingly beautiful.”  His hands fell around his blushing cheeks before another love-struck sigh escaped from his pursed lips.  “She’s so talented too.”

Dropping the hopeless lover boy act, Adrian tugged on his shirt and joined Ladybug on the bed.  “You should see her designs.  She has an eye for fashion and aesthetics.  I’ve been lucky enough to model some of her designs but....”  His peridot gaze fell away.  “But it’s not like I’m her exclusive model.  There have been other males who’ve modeled her designs.  If I had it my way,” his coy grin slipped onto his face, “I’d make us a chic duo.  Just the two of us.  She’d model my designs.  I’d model hers.  We could own the runway and fashion-forward stores would flock to our perfectly paired sets.”

Flopping backwards onto the bed, his chest deflated.  “But I don’t even know if I want to keep doing this.”  His scowl ruined his handsome features.  “I really enjoy photography.  I wouldn’t mind join doing that.  But,” another depressing sigh followed, “I don’t technically have any skill.  Yes, I’m dangerous enough to take decent pictures but... could you imagine?  Me, taking 4 years of professional photography?  I could finally take magazine-worthy photos.  Not something that gets only 1k likes on Instagram.”

He propped himself up on the bed before snapping a selfie.  “Getting ready for my big date tonight. How do I look?”  He spoke while typing it out, hoping the spotted heroine might critique his looks too.

“So what about you, LB?  You have any plans for the evening?” Rolling up, his cheek found its mark on her shoulder.  “Don’t tell me you plan on stalking my date and crashing it.”  Winking up at her, Adrian pulled away but not without a laugh.  “To think,” his head tilted to the side, “if you were just a few months faster, I could be taking you out to dinner instead.”

Petits Papillons // Ladybug x Cat Noir

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The Lens of Truth

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Thought you’d enjoy this. My bois Saith and Kev doing their thing ;D

“Ugh,” he groaned while lazily engaging the trigger.

Click.

His blue eyes shifted to the LCD screen for a split second.  Eh, not bad.  Though he wouldn’t say it aloud for this photoshoot had long exceeded the allotted length.

“Why do I get the feeling that I’m losing you,” Kev muttered while tugging on his shirt to cover up those lickable, rugged abs of his.  “If you’re bored, you know you can just tell me.”

Fumbling past the metal chair (he hip checked it which sent it screeching across the concrete floor), the brunette rested his forearms on the back of the wall that Saith stood behind.  The soft look in his eyes reinforced what he previously shared.

“It’s nothing,” Saith said while giving the camera another look.  “Why don’t we try some with the shirt on?  If we’re turning this into a calendar for Silv, we can’t have you topless for the month of December.”

“Well we could,” he joked while moseying back to his perch.  “Though I suppose you’re right.  Maybe October, November, January, March, and April can have clothing.”

“And not December and February?”  The drow quirked a brow.  Though he seriously wished he hadn’t.  The second he did, Kev’s expression went from suave and chill to smooth criminal and easily not-safe-for-work.

“No,” he shook his head, “don’t tell me.  I already know.”

“You’re going to help me with the ribbons, right?”  Wiggling his brows, Kev let loose a jolly laugh.

“Oh I’ll help you with more than just that,” Saith purred while giving his friend a wink.

“Really?”  Kev mimicked the tone set by Saith.  Crawling over the chair, he pawed at the air between he and his best friend.  “Nyah, nyah~!” he cooed lightly.  “You know you want me.”

Rolling his eyes, Saith stepped out from behind his corner.  “And you know that me wanting you results in pain.  Physical pain.”

An audible gulp could be heard.

Shoving the lens in Kev’s face, Saith snapped another pic.  “This one’s a keeper.  Candid and flawless.”  He spun the device around so Kev could give it a once over.

“Actually,” Kev found himself nodding, “I quite like that too.  Can we have it be her birthday month picture?”

“Sure,” he stepped back.  Dropping to a squat, he waved his hand at Kev.  “Tilt your chin up,” he instructed and the hunky brunette followed.  “Look slightly left for me,” Saith asked.  Once again, Kev complied.  Who was he to argue; Kev had no photography skills whatsoever.  Granted, Saith didn’t either.  He was just am amateur but his work was better than most of the freshman who were enrolled in the photography program.

“So,” Kev asked nonchalantly, “how are things with you and Miss Sunshine?  Finally get her to say yes?”  A low growl caused the hairs on Kev’s neck to rise.  “Sorry, sorry!  I didn’t mean to step on toes. I just wanted to know if things had improved...!”

Laying on the floor, Saith changed his angle once again.  As the camera balanced before his eyes, he let out a sigh.  The camera pulled away from his face, exposing a very leary expression.

“Yikes,” Kev choked.  “Not good?”

“It’s not that it’s not not good.  It’s just,” Saith sighed again.  Admitting defeat, he sprawled out on the floor, belly up and head looking at the wall behind him.  “It’s just... bleh.  I feel like I’m not connecting with her.  I know everything she likes and yet, when we talk about it, I find out that she doesn’t actually like that stuff.”

“She’s a woman,” Kev interrupted.  “What do you expect?  They’re always changing their minds.”

“No,” Saith’s head moved slightly, “this is different.  It’s as if she’s purposely changing the way she likes things.  Like...” he fell silent.  “Like she doesn’t want me to get close to her.”

Kev adjusted the chair, which caused it to squeak just enough to get Saith to sit up.

Sighing, the white-haired man pinched the bridge of his nose.  “The thing is, we actually have a lot in common.  We notice the same things.  Enjoy the same activities.  Find peace in the same places.  But...it’s like....”  He looked away, falling silent again.

“You think it’s because you’re a drow?”  Kev’s crestfallen expression plain as day on his face.  “If that’s the case, you do know she’s not worth it.  A woman worthy of you would look past your skin color.  She’d see who you are on the inside.  You might look drow, but you’re all elf.  A noble, elf who’s proven himself knight-worthy on more than one occasion.”

A faint smile flickered in the corner of his lips.  “Th-thanks, Kev.”

“I’m just telling it like it is.  You’re more of a man than half the people here.  And maybe she sees that.  And maybe that scares her....”

This comment caught Saith’s attention.  Brows raised and interest piqued, he waited for more.

“Listen, all I’m saying is that maybe she’s not purposely doing this.  Maybe she’s afraid.  She’s, what?  A princess?  A priestess?  Noble blood.  Something!  And maybe she’s worried that if she brought you home to her family, her community, that they would shun her.”

Again, Saith looked away.  “Then maybe I should give up this foolish pursuit.  Maybe you’re right,” he looked at the camera and then to his friend.  “Maybe I should just give up.”

“I’m not saying you need to give up.  I’m just saying... maybe try less hard?  Let her realize there’s a void in her life when you’re not there.  She calls you annoying, a nuisance.  A distraction.  Step away.  See if she misses that.  See if she comes to you.”

Smirking, Saith looked over at the human.  “Since when do you give relationship advice.  I thought that was my department,” he teased.

“I had a great teacher,” Kev quipped.

Blush clutching his cheeks, Saith couldn’t look over at his friend.  Sometimes Kev was just too much to handle.

“Admit it,” the brunette cooed, “you love me.”

Eyes flickering red for a second, Saith’s devilish laugh echoed around the studio.

Swallowing the lump in his throat, Kev raked a hand through his hair.  “Uh, we really need to work on that laugh of yours....”

“Shut it,” Saith hissed while resuming his position.  “Let’s finish this shoot up.  I’m starving.”

“Heh,” Kev smirked, “sounds good.  Sounds good....”

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Looking for some Mercy76 RPs

If anyone is interested in starting a Mercy76 roleplay, I’m open.  I can play as either Mercy or Soldier 76.  I’ll let you decide which role you’d like me to fill.  Can be set in the Overwatch universe or an alternative universe.  We can follow the known Overwatch story or throw them into… oh, space?  A fantasy world?  Underwater?  Whatever!  I’m pretty much down for anything.

Light and casual, that would be nice.

If you’re looking for hot and steamy, well, we can do that too ;)

If it’s easier, I can always start a prompt/opener and then, if it suits your fancy, you can reply!

Messages or PMs welcome to discuss plots or the whatnot!

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Another note to myself

And now for some Jack/S76 icons.  Def need to make more.  This is just the start :D

Original Art  |  Edits by Xavi (me)

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About the Mun

Since I’ve had a few people ask, figured I should share some information about me and my frequency with regard to posting.  Hopefully, this helps!

Posting Hours: Usually Monday through Friday between 9AM and 6PM Eastern Standard Time (New York Time).  I don’t really post on weekends. The Catch: I also work during those hours, I know, bad employee, so if I’m busy with work, I won’t be posting.  I hop on between jobs or when I’m waiting for something.  I work from home 90% of the time but that 10% of the time I’m at work, you’ll probably see nothing from me.  I will let you know when I’m going MIA for a bit.

Post Frequency:  Random.  Completely random.  Some days you’ll get 10 posts from me.  Other days, nothing.  Really depends on the day/availability. The Real Reason:  I’m actually on multiple RP sites.  I’m on here, Mene, and WTFRPG.  I have over 10 partners and over 50 active roleplays.  What?  I like roleplaying!

Post Length:  By all means, do not feel like you have to match what I write.  I can work with less.  I can work with more.  Sometimes I get sucked in and just write a mini-novel.  Other times, just a paragraph.  Really, it doesn’t matter.  I can work with just about anything. The Truth:  Never apologize to me!  I’m not perfect so I won’t expect you to be either.  Don’t look down on your posts or think it’s not good either.  So long as you’re having fun, I’m having fun.  I’d rather we both laugh and joke about our silly posts than self-doubt and feel inadequate.  Roleplay isn’t supposed to be stressful.  If anything, it should be a stress reliever!  So let’s make it cheesy, m’kay?

Wanna Roleplay:  I’m one of those horribly annoying people that will pretty much say yes to any roleplay.  It’s how I have 50 active stories.  I regret nothing.  If you wanna roleplay, just hit me up.  Like I said before, I love writing! Eh, Oops:  So since I do have so many partners/stories, I can be slow.  We kinda talked about this already but I just want to reiterate it.

Please Do:  Talk to me!  I’m all for making new friends.  Doesn’t even have to be roleplay related.  Could be about something I posted.  Just wanting to get to know me in general.  Anything.  I’m all for a good chat! Please Don’t:  Spam me with, “Are you gonna post?”  Like I said before, I’ll post when I get a chance.  If you require active, hourly posts, you’ll need to look elsewhere.  I’m here for the long haul.  Meaning, I hope we’ll still be roleplaying three months out.  Seven months out.  A year from now.

Got Suggestions:  If you have suggestions, please feel free to share!  I’m always looking to improve my style.  And hey, if you wanna drop me a random prompt or open, I’ll probably bite ;) Not Okay:  Stealing.  If you wanna use my icons/art, just give me credit.  Or if you want to burrow a starter/post, please reference me.  Art/writing thief is a real thing and it needs to stop.  Be respectful and support the creator.  Always give them credit.  They deserve it.

If you have any specific questions, drop me a line.  If not, hopefully this will clear up some of the mystery!

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Reminder to self:

Use the icons you made... xD