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I would love to do a loveless roleplay with ya! :3

Hey hey, feel free to message me! :)

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*heart eyes*

Thank you so much <3

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Is this blog still active by any chance? T.T

Hi there! :) It's not really active anymore in the sense that I no longer post on here and barely check it. But I still adore Loveless and I love roleplaying in this fandom whenever I get the chance :)

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Are you still interested in a Loveless rp?

Hey there! Thanks for your message! I definitely am still looking for a Loveless RP :)

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Loveless RP?

I know this fandom is mostly inactive nowadays, but I thought it might be worth it to ask on here anyways.Who knows, maybe someone out there is still interested in RPing in this fandom? ~

In case you are, I would love to play Soubi (& any other character from the manga as a side/background character, if wanted) and I would love to find someone willing to play Seimei, since I think the dynamic between these two characters is the most interesting one in the manga. I would also love to play against Ritsu, Ritsuka (aged-up, please) or Kio. 

A little about me:

I’m female, 22, and my time zone is GMT+1. I use third person/past tense and I’m a literate roleplayer. The length of my replies ranges between ~300 to ~2,000 words. I’m pretty flexible so I will stick to the length you’re most comfortable with.

I absolutely adore angst and hurt & comfort in my RPs. Fluff is great as well, but I tend to get a little bored by it after a while, I need some tension in my RPs, haha.

That being said, I love RPs that focus more on the characters and how they interact with/relate to each other rather than just having a ton of action scenes. I also like exploring different dynamics and writing about characters’ inner struggles.

I do have a couple of vague ideas for potential plots, but we can always brainstrom and come up with something together as well. Or if you have something in mind, that would be great as well!

I don’t mind doubling/using multiple characters but it’s not a must and I’m just as happy to stick to just two main characters.

That’s all for now. Thank you for reading! <3

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Mobile Links

General Info: https://soubi-agatsuma.tumblr.com/post/187375084089/rp-info

About Mun: https://soubi-agatsuma.tumblr.com/post/187375091469/about-me

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About me

Name: Naomi

Age: 18+

Sex: Female

Country: Germany (GMT +1)

Occupation: I’m a university student and work part-time so I might not always be online. I try to get back to every thread as quickly as possible but sometimes real life gets in the way so I hope you’ll excuse any longer pauses between replies. Nevertheless, if you feel like I might have overlooked your reply, please feel free to message me about it.

If you want to get in touch with me (either for plotting/RP-related things or just to chat) you can send me a request on Discord (Naomi [hashtag] 0083) or ask for other means of contacting me. Please include in your request that you got my name from tumblr so I know you’re not a bot.

Other Loveless muses:

Aoyagi Seimei

Minami Ritsu

Kaidou Kio

Aoyagi Ritsuka

Sakagami Kouya

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Other fandoms:

Black Butler

Vassalord

South Park

Yu-Gi-Oh!

Rick & Morty

Harry Potter

Supernatural

Merlin (BBC)

Detroit: Become Human

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RP Info

1) This blog is cross-over and OC-friendly.

2) If wanted I will play multiple characters. It’s just easier than having to stick to only one, especially if the RP is getting more complex. Other muses include OCs, Kouya (female Zero), Nisei, Seimei, Kio, Ritsuka or Ritsu. But I’ll probably play anyone if asked.

3) Multiple storylines:  I’ll assume that every RP happens in a separate universe so multiple versions of one character can RP with my Soubi.

4) Open to any form of RPing. I’ve only ever tried multi-para but I’ll be happy to try out other styles as well.

4b) Feel free to send me asks or to submit things. I have anon on so even if you’re not logged on you can still send me things .

5) I love plotting but I’m also more than happy to jump into threads spontaneously. If you want to you can tag me in starters.

6) Unless your muse is a canon character Soubi won’t know them so please don’t assume they’re already friends/in a relationship when you write a starter

7) Romantic relationships: since Soubi is more or less completely focused on his sacrifice I don’t think there will be romantic relationships with anyone but (aged-up) Ritsuka (maybe Seimei/Ritsu/Kio or an OC!sacrifice in an AU setting where Soubi ends up with a different sacrifice)

3) Since it’s Loveless there will probably be some violent scenes. I’ll have those tagged. If you need me to tag something, please tell me.

4) I’m a bit skeptical about smut. I won’t rule it out completely but please don’t expect it to happen. And I won’t do a RP that is based solely on that. Also, please don’t expect my Soubi to make any moves on an underage Ritsuka.

5) I won’t always be able to reply immediately, the length of my reply varies. If you need me to adjust my length please tell me. It’s okay to bug me for replies, sometimes I forget things.

Other sutff:

Something I feel I need to stress: Any opinions my muse might state do not reflect my own. Innocent example: Soubi is a smoker, I’m not. He won’t have any problems with things like smoking in public while I might be against it. Please keep that in mind.

Soubi is generally very anti-social, he doesn’t care much about most people. If your muse is a character he doesn’t know well he probably won’t be too friendly towards them. Please don’t think that Soubi’s behavior reflects my own opinion of either you or your muse

Although I have 8+ years experience of roleplaying I’m still relatively new to tumblr roleplay so please bear with me if i make any mistakes.

I’m not a native speaker. Although I try to keep the amount of mistakes to a minimum, sometimes something will slip through, I would be thankful if you pointed out any mistakes to me.

The same goes for anything else. If you have any sort of (constructive) criticsism to make, please do tell me, I promise I won’t bite ;)

Thank you for reading all of this! <3

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As Ritsuka approached he was greeted by Soubi’s usual smile. They engaged in the usual banter, Ritsuka insisting that he was old enough to walk home on his own and Soubi responding with “If Ritsuka doesn’t want me to come anymore, all he has to do is order me.”

But despite the boy’s insistence that he didn’t have to come he never did order Soubi to stay away so the fighter assumed it was fine. He suspected the sacrifice even liked it, after all he was always a bit testy whenever Soubi didn’t show up. It seemed Ritsuka had got more comfortable with having Soubi around, even allowing him to inspect the aftermath of his mother’s abuse.

Ritsuka didn’t waste much time with small talk, which he had never been wont to do anyway. Instead he turned on his heels and led the way to his house.

“You know, Ritsuka,” he started after they had been walking for a few minutes, his tone of voice noncommittal, “If you got locked out you would be more than welcome to stay at my apartment”. Ritsuka had on occasion spent the night, but that had been in the past, when Ritsuka had been still new to spell battles and would tire quickly after one. So the idea certainly wasn’t a new one but Soubi liked to repeat his invitation whenever he had the chance, in the hope that maybe Ritsuka would take him up on the offer.

Apart from that they didn’t talk much, they never did. Ritsuka always seemed to be in deep thoughts when they walked home, most likely already worrying about his mother.

Soubi didn’t mind the silence so he never tried to initiate conversation between them. It was easier to pretend to be his usual nonchalant self when he was silent, even though the closer they got to Ritsuka’s home the harder it was to keep the half-smile on his face.

He dreaded every step they took and all his fighter senses in him screamed at him to protect Ritsuka, to take him somewhere safe instead of letting him walk right into the lion’s den. Every time he allowed himself to think about it he could feel a sharp pain from the letters on his neck. Allowing Ritsuka to go to his mother went against Seimei’s order to protect him, but at the same time he was ordered to obey Ritsuka. Two conflicting orders didn’t make this a very easy situation for him.

As he always did when he was nervous he wanted to light a cigarette but he had tried not to smoke in front of Ritsuka so much. Not only because the boy disliked it (although he had never ordered him not to smoke) but also because Kio had drilled the fact into him that it might be bad for the boy’s health to be constantly surrounded by cigarette smoke. No use damaging both their health.

So he let his gaze wandered until it rested back on his sacrifice, walking ahead of him as if he was a general leading an army to war. Although Ritsuka had grown Soubi was still a head taller than him. Of course he had noticed how much he had started to resemble his older brother, it was hard not to see it. He even had some of the habits Seimei had back when they had met for the first time, when Seimei had been 14. From behind he did remind Soubi a lot of the boy he had met back at Seven Voices, when Ritsu had announced to him that Seimei would become his sacrifice. Back then Seimei was far more expressive with his ears and tail and Ritsuka was the same way. But beyond some superficial similarities the two were very different from one another.

They were brothers but still very distinct personalities. In the past, Soubi had often wondered about the old Ritsuka and whether he had been more like Seimei but nowadays he noticed that he didn’t miss Seimei as much (did he even miss him at all? It was a question he was loathe to answer, even in his own head) so he found that he no longer thought about that or even cared to know the answer. He figured he really did like the current Ritsuka and wouldn’t want to trade him for anyone else.

At least now that he was growing older Kio’s comments about him being a pervert became less and less frequent. They still happened, especially when the man was in the same room whenever Soubi kissed Ritsuka but they seemed less serious than before. Soubi was glad.

Time seemed to pass quickly as they walked and they soon came to a halt in front of the Aoyagi residence.

Soubi watched as Ritsuka stepped forward and opened the door, disappearing inside before closing the door with a far too loud thud that pierced the silence. Of course, Misaki would freak out if she saw Ritsuka being accompanied by a strange man, so he wasn’t allowed to follow him. For a second, Soubi was frozen on the spot, muscles tense as he strained to listen to the muffled noises from indoors.

After a violent scream from Misaki he forced himself to turn around and circle the house until he stood under Ritsuka’s balcony. He hadn’t been told to go home so he took the opportunity to wait for Ritsuka. He quickly climbed up the rain drain and was relieved to see that Ritsuka hadn’t locked the door to the balcony, only closed it so he could wait inside the sacrifice’s room.

Now that he was alone, he lit a cigarette, surprised and a bit worried at the silence from downstairs. It always made him more nervous than the screams because he could usually figure out what was happening whenever Misaki screamed but when she was quiet he had no idea what she was planning. But it didn’t take long until the noises continued, rising in volume as Misaki worked herself into a frenzy. Misaki’s screaming was loud enough for the neighbours to hear, so it was a miracle no one had ever called the police on her. Most likely, people didn’t want to get involved in a stranger’s business, it didn’t matter that she had an underage son who was in danger.

Soubi sat and listened, one hand curled into a fist on his thighs, the cigarette forgotten between his fingers. He really wanted to help Ritsuka but he knew disobeying an order was something he couldn’t even imagine doing. The name on his neck pulsated with pain, a sharp reminder for him to do something.

More than the pain from his old bond with Seimei the noises of pain he could hear from downstairs hurt him. Just thinking about what that poor excuse of a mother was doing was enough to make his stomach churn.

He couldn’t intervene. But there had to be a way to get Ritsuka out of that house? If only Soubi could tell someone, but he had been ordered not to even mention it to Kio. Not that his friend needed Soubi to tell him in order to figure out that Ritsuka was abused. For all his usual ditzy behavior the blond was very

So his only chance of making Ritsuka leave would be by making sure his mother was cared for and well, which he couldn’t do because he couldn’t allow the police.

Just then the door opened and Ritsuka entered. It seemed he had managed to ward off his mother for the time being. Soubi wasn’t sure how much time had passed while he had waited upstairs but he could tell that Misaki had managed to injure her son quite badly.

The boy didn’t seem to notice him at first as he slid down the door and onto the floor. Soubi inspected him from his own position on the floor. Seeing the blood on Ritsuka’s clothes made his anger for the woman flare up again. But instead of saying what he really wanted to say about that useless mother he wordlessly got up and went into the bathroom to get the first aid kit.

The sight of blood usually didn’t bother him and even seeing it on Ritsuka was something he had got more or less used to over the years but he still felt slightly nauseous as he approached the sacrifice and could see just how bad his injuries were.

He knelt beside Ritsuka. “Could you lift up your shirt?” he asked, trying to sound as calming as was possible at the moment.

Older!Ritsuka RP || xRaburesuX

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Older!Ritsuka RP || xRaburesuX

Not much had changed between them, despite all the years that had passed. One of the major changes was that nowadays Soubi no longer had to linger in front of an elementary school to pick Ritsuka up, but could instead wait on a park bench opposite his sacrifice’s high school. It was much easier to blend in in such an environment.

Between them, things had gone on as they always had, which Soubi did not mind. But of course, it was obvious how much Ritsuka had grown up. Soubi rather liked it. The boy was still smaller than Soubi but the fighter was sure that in just a few more months he would at least be as tall as Seimei, if not even surpass him by a couple of inches.

Apparently he wasn’t the only one who noticed how much Ritsuka had matured. His mother had never given up on her old Ritsuka and it seemed that instead of getting used to the new one she had become even more occupied with her delusions. Her abuse had never stopped but instead had only increased over the years.  

Now it was almost a daily occurrence that Soubi had to stitch Ritsuka up. In the past the boy would never allow him to see the wounds his mother had inflicted but even he had to give up once the injuries became too much to deal with himself. Ritsuka was always sporting new bruises, which wasn’t that unusual, but his mother was becoming careless. It became increasingly clear that the bruises weren’t caused by sports or accidents but were made by someone who intended to hurt him. More than once Soubi had needed to cover hand-shaped bruises with band-aids and he would often need to wrap Ritsuka into gauze whenever Misaki managed to pierce his skin, either with her nails or with other objects.

The knife attacks were increasing at a worrying pace. In the past Misaki would often only throw things and lash out in blind anger, only occasionally hitting her target but nowadays the wounds she inflicted seemed quite coordinated and deliberate.

Apparently Misaki was too far gone to care whether her abuse would be uncovered by inquisitive teachers at her son’s school or by random social workers. Of course, as Soubi had predicted, none of the teachers had ever stepped in or done anything besides asking Ritsuka about his injuries and then believing his feeble lies about clumsy accidents. It was so typical of teachers to ignore the glaring proof and only see what they wanted to believe and it did nothing to dispense Soubi’s prejudices of teachers.

Although he had never actually witnessed Misaki’s attacks while in the same room he had often enough heard them, separated from his sacrifice by the boy’s bedroom door because Ritsuka had ordered – actually ordered – him to stay put and not to intervene under any circumstances.

It was maddening, having to drop off his sacrifice at this house every day and being unable to protect him but there was nothing Soubi could do. At least nowadays Ritsuka allowed him to help him take care of his wounds afterwards, provided Soubi did it without mentioning Misaki. Just approaching the subject of her would make Ritsuka draw into himself and tell Soubi to leave and one thing the fighter absolutely didn’t want to do was leave Ritsuka in that house alone with that madwoman. He might not actually be able to stop the beatings from happening but at least he was allowed to sit close-by and help Ritsuka once it was over and that was something he did not want to jeopardize by making carless comments.

Although his hands were tied where the actual abuse was concerned, Soubi had recently taken to speaking up about it more, in an attempt to appeal to Ritsuka’s common sense. He no longer offered to kill Misaki because over the years he had come to the conclusion that such a statement would only make Ritsuka become even more stubborn and dismiss anything Soubi had to say. Instead, he would often suggest Ritsuka to move in with him. Soubi’s apartment wasn’t very big but he had always slept on the sofa when Seimei was over after a battle and wouldn’t mind doing so again, if it meant that Ritsuka would be safe from that woman.

But of course, Ritsuka always refused. After all, he didn’t want to leave his mother all alone with no one to take care of her. Soubi didn’t understand that at all, he couldn’t see how Ritsuka could still love his mother, despite all the years of abuse he had suffered at her hands. It didn’t make sense to the fighter why the boy would willingly endure it. It was frustrating, but Soubi was determined to keep on asking Ritsuka to move in. He knew with his sacrifice, persistence was key.  Maybe if he was patient enough Ritsuka would eventually see Soubi’s side of it and realize that it was only in his best interests to accept the offer.

In the distance, the school bell chimed, alerting Soubi to the fact that Ritsuka would soon join him.

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Loveless Brazilian edition by New Pop

I love New Pop for doing such high class edition for us

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It is 2016 and there are still people who roleplay Loveless. I’m so happy, ya’ll fuckin make me so happy.

Fandom hug @ you guys bc wow you’re quality people, we don’t deserve you but here you are

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