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wolfsp1der · 1 year

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#𝚆𝙾𝙻𝙵𝚂𝙿𝟷𝙳𝙴𝚁 : a selective low activity kaeden ' kae ' klein aka wolf spider roleplay sideblog for an original character based in sony's into / across the spider - verse. un - affiliated with earth - 13989's spider - wolf, crossover friendly !

an ode to : terrible, horrible, no good, very bad luck, a good liar's web, and making a home in your own skin. 𝟶𝟼/𝟷𝟷/𝟸𝟹. spun by jean, 23, white, they/any, cst.

prompts. footnotes.

dash rules.

you do not need to be following my main to follow and interact with me over here. however, i do require that i be following you from there before interaction.

000. . . disclaimer.

just a little one ! i am very new to dc + marvel comics and find myself often overwhelmed with the amount of issues there are to read. i’ve got the spirit, but i may or may not know the basics about your muse when it comes to comic based portrayals. i apologize in advance, but it’s nothing a little plotting can’t fix, so if i pop into your ims with stupid questions about your muse, this is why. but as always, if you’re still down to clown, i am very much too !

001. . . activity.

i'll be frank : i write pretty sporadically, and this goes for ic and ooc interactions. i can get overwhelmed juggling responsibilities often, and socializing is one of the first things to go. i un / fortunately work 40 hour work weeks, and only get every other weekend off, so my schedule makes consistent activity difficult on top of my focus. if i can successfully plot something with you, i find my muse is sooo much more involved, but i'm contradictorily bad at it due to the reasons above ; it's truly hit or miss, and i understand if that becomes frustrating for any of my partners. sometimes i’ll be able to get out a couple drafts a week, others merely once, or not at all. if i haven’t replied or answered something in a while, please know it’s nothing personal, i’m just taking my time until i feel good about what i can put down. writing is a hobby i enjoy, but if you're looking for a blog with any sort of regularity, this isn't the one for you. i have other rp blogs i try to run as well, therefore i might be very slow on this one at times. i can be quite the flaky rp partner, so i apologize in advance for that and completely understand if my antics [ or lack thereof ] result in an unfollow. if i go longer than two months without activity, i'll try to make a hiatus notice.

002. . . following.

because of the previously stated, i’m also highly selective with who i rp with. i want to not to bite off more than i can chew, and for the sake of pacing myself, my activity will be reserved for mutuals only. if my thread count gets too high for my liking, it's not uncommon that i drop threads, but i will absolutely try and let you know if that happens. duplicates are always welcome <;3 [ let me know if you need me to tag same - muse posts and i’ll be happy to ! ] i regularly go on softblocking sprees to keep my follower count semi - low, but do feel free to re - follow if you feel like the stars merely misaligned for our first bout of mutual following and i'd be very down to give it another shot. on that note, it'll take me a week+ to follow back sometimes, as i like to read through not only rules, but dossiers and verse pages, especially for ocs, so it can take a hot minute.

003. . . etiquette.

the basics ; don’t be an asshole, any transphobia, biphobia, homophobia, racism, whitewashing, pro - shipping, incest, etc, will be blocked on sight. no godmodding, please cut your threads, continue asks in new posts, etc, and no stealing of any personal concepts of mine. loose inspiration is fine, but if i see repeated similarities, i may or may not approach you about it. formatting - wise, here is an example of my prose style. i primarily use big ol’ text and static or no icons, beta editor + xkit rewritten, but feel free to format however you like and i’ll try to match you somewhat. since my concussion, however, i will no longer be threading with super small text or anything heavily formatted, as this can strain my eyes and make headaches worse, even with my glasses.

004. . . shipping.

i’m all about exploring meaningful dynamics, whether they be platonic, familial, antagonistic, pre - established, etc, so feel free to shoot me a message if you’d like to plot something out between our muses ! while the mun of this blog is 18+, smut just really isn’t my thing ; referenced ‘ offscreen ’ as it were is fine, as are nfsfw headcanons and such, maybe fade to black / time skips, but for the most part, you won’t find any roleplayed smut on this blog. this of course is muse dependent and does not apply to any underage muses. romance is fine to some degree, but again, if they are a child, anything beyond lighthearted and innocent experiences are off limits, no exceptions. if i see you’ve aged up a minor character for shipping purposes, it will result in an instant unfollow. if at some point i flesh out adult verses for them, these shipping rules will not change. on that note as well, i do prefer to rp with muns who are also 18+. i don’t see your age somewhere in your rules or pinned, it will affect my willingness to follow.

005. . . memes.

memes from anyone, anytime, for the muse or for the mun, are always welcome, and often a go - to ice breaker of mine since starter calls make me nervous. please don’t hesitate to send a good handful since i try not to cage myself into answering ones i just don’t have muse for. i find if i force stuff, i’m just less likely to ever actually get it done, so don’t feel like you’re overwhelming me if you send more than just a couple for me to choose from. please remember to specify which muse your asks are for unless it’s to one of my sideblogs. if you want to start a thread from an ask, i greatly encourage it since i try to write most answers as potential starters anyway ! lastly, any memes in my tag aren't expired. if i don't want them sent in anymore, i'll delete them from the tag.

006. . . triggers.

this blog leans horror - adjacent in many ways, and this blog will be portraying that accordingly, including trigger - heavy content such as : depression, ptsd, panic attacks, body horror, violence, murder, kidnapping, abuse / neglect, animal death, horror elements, expirimentation, death / resurrection, religious imagery, etc, but i will try to tag it as ‘ trigger // ’. on that note, please do keep in mind : any abuse present on my blog will be in headcanons or backstories, never actual threads. if i’m writing with villain muses, physical harm may be present, but i refuse to roleplay any domestic / animal / harm or abuse in any form. my personal triggers are visual eye gore, visual self harm, and visual vomit. please do feel free to say something if i forget to tag a post and i’ll try to tag it for you right away !

whew. all that said, i'm jean, 23, white, and i use they/any pronouns ! thank you for taking the time to read my rules, and rest assured if i follow you, that means i’ve read through yours as well <3 discord is available for mutuals upon request.

007. . . blogroll.

enslaughts. a medium activity horror - heavy multimuse. dvrast. a selective jesper fahey. low activity. follows from enslaughts. wolfsp1der. an original spider - person. low activity. wayfares. a selective western multimuse. hiatus. greatloss. a selective slow five hargreeves. hiatus. clericlost. a selective slow william byers. hiatus. mindsflayed. a selective slow mind flayer + vecna. hiatus. follows from clericlost.

#pinned.#spiderman rp #superhero rp

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dvrast · 1 year

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#𝙳𝚅𝚁𝙰𝚂𝚃 : a selective slow jesper fahey roleplay blog for the character featured in leigh bardugo’s six of crows. sideblog to enslaughts. duology based + compliant, netflix influenced. headcanon heavy. an ode to caged birds. fabricated 04/18/23. cherished by jean, 23, white, they/any.

guidelines. dossier. playlist. pinterest.

dash rules. . .

you do not need to be following my main to follow and interact with me over here. however, i do require that i be following you from there before interaction.

001. . . activity.

002. . . following.

003. . . etiquette.

004. . . shipping.

005. . . memes.

006. . . triggers.

many of my muse has canonically been through some messed up stuff, even if he would never admit it out loud, and this blog will be portraying that accordingly, including trigger - heavy content such as : anxiety, c - ptsd, panic attacks, general repression, gun violence, internalized prejudice, neglect, body horror, gore, murder / death, criminal activity, etc, but i will try to tag it as ‘ trigger // ’. on that note, please do keep in mind : any abuse present on my blog will be in headcanons or backstories, never actual threads. if i’m writing with villain muses, physical harm may be present, but i refuse to roleplay any domestic / animal / harm or abuse in any form. my personal triggers are visual eye gore, visual self harm, and visual vomit. please do feel free to say something if i forget to tag a post and i’ll try to tag it for you right away !

007. . . blogroll.

enslaughts. a medium activity horror - heavy multimuse. dvrast. a selective jesper fahey. low activity. follows from enslaughts. wolfsp1der. an original spider character. low activity. wayfares. a selective western multimuse. hiatus. greatloss. a selective slow five hargreeves. hiatus. clericlost. a selective slow william byers. hiatus. mindsflayed. a selective slow mind flayer + vecna. hiatus. follows from clericlost.

#navigation.#grishaverse rp #six of crows rp #shadow and bone rp #jesper fahey rp #indie rp #indie grishaverse #fantasy rp

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acefm · 4 years

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✈️ — ⌜kim taehyung, cismale, he/him⌟ ↝ have you heard ? it seems like the heir of the KANG was very close to Liam Yu too. they go by ACE and they were Liam's FRIEND WITH BENEFITS. their network is of 88M and they’re only TWENTY-FOUR… what a burden it must be. i heard they can be very LOGICAL and FORGIVING but these last few months, their OVERCRITICAL and TACTLESS personality has been showing more. the media is sure having a filled day with them! i hope this road trip with friends will help them. did you know that SUNSETS THROUGH PLANE WINDOWS, SHAKY PHOTOGRAPHY, BOOKMARKED ART BOOKS, THE GLOW OF ARCADES really show their true persona ? maybe Liam was the only one who knew that ..

✰ — hello! i’m heidy!! i’m 21 and i am from cst timezone ( she/her) ✰ — i applied for this the minute i saw it & have been so excited for it to open and to write out ace!! i am also already intrigued by all of your muses and can’t wait to interact ic and ooc! feel free to like this post n i will come bug u with plotting ! ✰ — if you are like me and prefer talking over discord i DO have that so just ask 💗

i have a standard wanted connections page set up here if you’d like to give it a look !

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full name: ace kang nicknames: n/a date of birth: september 3, 1995 age: twenty four star sign: virgo gender: cis male pronouns: he/him orientation: bisexual ethnicity: korean language: english, korean hair color: black eye color: dark brown height: 5’10 place of birth: new york current location: new york occupation: art curator

(+) logical, forgiving, passionate, honest. (-) overcritical, tactless, dependent, aloof.

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if you asked ace what one of his earliest memories would be, he would take you back to the familiarity of fourth grade. he was nine years old then and had just broken a kid’s arm for rubbing in his face his loss to a game of baseball. it was the first time his parents had ever shown a genuine interest in him, anger pouring from their faces as the school threatened to expel him. but how could they? when it was the nicest school in the state for boys his age and his family had worked so hard to get him there. they paid to have the incident swept under the rug, as well as paid for the other student’s hospital bill. while he was truly too young to understand what this all really meant, ace took it as an undeniable act of love for their only son. even if he started to realize over the years that this was not at all the case and instead, a vow to protect their family’s reputation and image at any length, he still took it and ran. entitled written boldly across his forehead.

there were some years where ace acted out to test his parent’s limits. not exactly violent ways, rather than anything he knew would make them look bad, which wasn’t the most difficult task to carry out. but after some time, they caught on and enforced good behavior. they hired smarter nannies, better butlers, tighter security, whatever they could do to make ace see that they were in control whether he liked it or not. that he lived under their name and image and always would.

after that, the boy felt he had no choice but to succumb to their ways. after countless months of priming and ‘serious talking’ from his father, ace learned the genuine importance of the values that they held. what they had to live up to and how crucial of a part ace played in it all. that one day, everything would fall onto his shoulders. he was promised to be the heir of his family’s worth if he showed his own efforts and determination.

fast forward to now and ace has lived up to those promises quite nicely. he excelled in schooling and graduated at the top of his classes. there was never so much as a mark on his record ( not even the one fight he had gotten into his junior year of highschool, which his parents of course had handled. ) he was surrounded by a fine group of friends. people like him who understood his lifestyle and what it meant to hold such high values. for once in his life, he felt like he was on the right path. that is, of course, the path his parents had paved for him to follow and not his own. he was miserable with himself and his life at such a young age, but what else was there to do about it other than to just keep pushing? he had interests that kept him sane. falling in love with the details of art and the experience of travel. which he mostly managed to keep a secret from his family, until he took up a job working as an art curator at a high-end influential art museum.

there were people he met that made him feel sane and kept him from truly losing himself in his responsibilities. his friends who changed him for the better and people he kept close.

one of those people were liam yu. someone he had a special connection with and admired more than anyone else he’d ever met. liam was like a gasp of fresh of air after being forced underwater for so long, a burning desire that ace has grown dependent on to feel something. they had slept together once when they were drunk, then once more, then it became almost routine. and to no one else’s knowledge, and hardly his own, he had even fallen in love with him. though that was a deeper secret that wouldn’t dare to slip past his trembling lips. liam knew how to live and he did it in a way that ace watched through envious, growing eyes. though now that liam was gone, the boy had felt lost again. an exasperating desire to venture out and feel even half of what liam pierced through him. and even though ace was completely against the idea of their friends coming together for a roadtrip in liam’s honor in the first place, objecting to even show his face prior to it, maybe it would be for the best. he knew it was what liam would have wanted and truthfully, he was just aching for the escape.

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um some bullet points n FUN FACTS about ace because those are always neat and i wrote too much above KSJDFKDJ so here !

he really is just a grumpy old man kind of stuck in a 24 yr old’s body ://

just really pessimistic n cynical n doesn’t trust many people

really entitled . kind of ugly

his father works in new york real estate and owns a lot of properties, including a well-known luxury hotel called ‘the elite peak’

loves art and books and traveling and music and he actually works as an art curator at a really high-end influential art museum ( think MOMA )

had a friend with benefits type of connection with liam

kind of tripped n got attached n dare i say fell in love with him whoops ://

no one knows and he even denies it sometimes but ! boy was whipped

he just admired everything that liam was and how alive he felt around him and because liam gave him that sort of attention, it was game over for ace

takes his own life too seriously but can sometimes talk to people like their own life is a joke

just doesn’t know how to communicate really

is SUPER dependent even though it may not seem like it because he sometimes comes off as impassive ? but if someone pays attention to him for too long he gets attached and clingy and he hates it and so do i

addicted to peach mango tea ? kinda cute

#mytime; intro #* ◟𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐎 : ace kang ◞ *#the way this is so long i . apologize #AND its poorly written? heidy pick a struggle #🥺🥺 lets plot doe !

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katsukisass · 4 years

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PAIRING: Aizawa x F!Pro-Hero!Reader

WORD COUNT: It’s gonna be 5 parts, but this second one has 2,023 words.

WARNING(S): Lots of swearing. Body-image issues; self-esteem issues; reader is in pain and hurt, Aizawa is bae.

AUTHOR’S NOTE: Again, if i’m honest idk what i’m truly doing with this, it wrote itself. I think their relationship is cute, tho Aizawa may seem a little ooc? Tell me what you guys think! Again, this is UNBETADED AND I’M NOT A NATIVE ENGLISH SPEAKER, please tell me if you find any errors and I’ll correct them right away! <3

RESUME: You never thought of yourself as particularly beautiful. But then a certain Pro-hero keeps telling you are and, at a certain point, you just can’t convince yourself he’s lying. [THIS IS PART II, FOR PART ONE GO HERE]

ii. scarred, tired and hurting.

A week later you're discharged, half-high on pain killers and going home. No one picks you up off the hospital and when you get home, there’s also no one expecting you. It’s very tidy, so your cleaning lady definitely showed up while you were in the hospital because you definitely didn’t left it like this. All you have on is a set of mismatched sweatpants you borrowed because your hero outfit was apparently beyond repair; thankfully the hospital provided those for you to borrow, but they smell strongly of cleaning products and honestly it is making you nauseated.

You need a hot shower and a fresh change of clothes, but you have a serious challenge ahead of you – strip; your shoulders are kinda busted, you did had a broken rib and lifting your arms made the wound on your lateral hurt like a bitch, so… You stroll around spending time while you prepare yourself for the pain that awaits you once you get to shower.

The pants come down easily but damn.

The first sleeve comes off and you kinda wanna leave it like that or maybe cut the fucking shit with the scissors you have on the drawer and then hop the shower. While you take a deep breath and starts taking the other sleeve off, you’re half seeing black and biting down to hold the growls of pain.

Once it’s out, you’re naked, having worn nothing underneath. You thank the heavens and breathe slowly for a bit to calm your heart. Then you enter the shower and close the glass door with the good arm, the other kind of holding your side where a bandage still stands glued to your skin. Recovery Girl was able to make your wounds close, but inside they were still healing, open and hurting. You half imagined she had left your wounds half treated because she knew the only thing that could make you take it easy was feeling that amount of pain in simple, daily gestures and damn if the old lady wasn’t a mastermind.

Under the hot shower you’re in paradise and plan on staying there some time. You wash your hair the best you can with only lifting one arm and it only going shoulder-high – it’s messy, you waist a ton of shampoo but if feels fresher and that’s all you need for today. The whole tentative of using the soap felt weirdly incomplete, you didn’t reached half the places you needed and there were pain for most of it, but well, what could you do?

You tried your best with the towel and at some point just gave up and went to get dressed – and once the sweatpants are on is that you catch your reflection in a mirror.

Fuck.

The marks on your upper body are dreadful. There are welts of vermilion lacerations stretching through your shoulders and down through your right arm and the lateral of your body. The place where the bandage once stood shows a fresh, closed but still healing scar, starting down your breast and ending close to your waist. Damn, so that’s why Eraser where that worried with you – you must have looked close to dying. There were bruises here and there, some gashes on your knees, thighs and arms and you wonder how you didn’t notice before. Did the purple and red become colors you grew used to? Did the pain from it seemed normal, now? Well… You quickly throw a baggy shirt on and decide to not think about it too much.

There was no use in commiserating about those scars. You were a hero and it was part of the job. It didn’t look pretty but they were fresh and you would grow use to it too… They definitely didn’t add to your already humble looks but well… it… were life? The first tear falls unpretentiously through your face and seems to break the dam. You barely remember the last time you cried but damn, you’re crying a river over some scars like a child and it pisses you off and you cry in annoyance and pain because crying makes everything hurt too.

It had to be the meds. Or hormones? Maybe exhaustion is making you a bit crazy and it takes some time before you finally can breathe evenly. You lie down on your amazing bed and fall asleep so fast somewhere in your mind you agree that it had to be exhaustion.

You wake up surprised and without any notion of time. Its dark out and quiet, but that tells you nothing. Getting up and groaning all the way because your body feels like it has been throw under a bus (fun fact: it has) and then hit by a truck (also true), you finally notices your cellphone shining away on your bed, vibrating.

“Hello?”

“Are you alive?” You know this voice, but sleep still clouds your thinking so you just ask who the fuck it is anyway.

“Don’t you have my contact?” The stern question burns a hole in your brain and Aizawa’s face emerges like a punch.

“I didn’t look.” You mumble half-asleep and he sighs.

“Can you open your door? I’ve been in front of your house for the last hour.”

“What time is it?” You look around like an idiot, despite having the phone in your hand.

“Almost eleven.” That shocks you.

“And why are you here at this hour?” You ask, despite knowing Aizawa probably won’t answer. He never does.

“Open up. I have food.”

Like awaking a beast, your stomach grumbles and you realizes just how long it’s been since your last meal. Trust Eraser to know how to press your weak points. You end the call without any warning and counts to three before getting out the bed, because every single thing hurts. Everything takes longer, like you’re carrying weight, so of course crossing your apartment also does. By the time you’re opening the door, Aizawa has banged on it two times.

“Are you familiar with the concept of waiting?”

“No.” He deadpans and you mumble a naughty answer under your breath, standing aside for him to enter because whatever he has smells good. You give him a once over when he isn’t looking and is pleased to see he’s in way better shape than you. He limps, but then again you’re pretty certain he fractured that leg, so just to be walking is a good thing.

“So what are you doing here?”

“Came to see how you doing. I went to the hospital and they told me you discharged yourself.” It has a bit of sting, but you’re both way past that.

“Can’t stand hospitals.” You mumble while ruffling though the paper bags he put on top of your american style kitchen counter. There are four takeout boxes and you smell chicken.

“Who would’ve thought, seeing as you keep coming back there?” You normally like Aizawa’s sarcasm. Not when it’s directed at you, though. But he’s a hypocrite and you make sure to call him out, with a finger in the air and everything.

“Look who’s talking. I know you left on day two of observation, don’t even start.”

“I had things to do.” He looks elsewhere like a lying bitch and you stare him into looking at you again. “Liar.” You accuse. It passes some time, in which you pass him two boxes and open yours, happily eating without seating; in the meantime, you also start making tea.

“Why is it that pro-heroes hate hospitals?” He muses while watching you struggle around the kitchen. You do mumble a “don’t know” with a mouthful and after you swallow, you keep talking.

“It remembers us that we’re mortals?” You’re eating a spring roll and talking absentmindedly but Aizawa looks at you through the other side of the counter with wide-eyes. “Maybe stresses our weak state and give us anxiety? Show us we’re not as powerful as we think? That’s not to say about triggering PTSD.”

“You put thought into it.”

“I told you I don’t like hospitals.” You say, matter-of-factly.

You two finish eating in silence. You have no idea if he’s just thinking or maybe tired, but when you look at him, his eyes are travelling through your fresh bruises, scanning the red extension of your new scars that are visible. When he looks at you again, there’s too much emotion in his dark eyes and you look away.

Shota always see too much, you think. Beyond any facade you put, behind your barriers and between the small spaces you barely notices you leave open but are enough for him to slither his way inside your mind. Inside you. He notices things you barely realize you let escape, holds to them, pinpoint them back at you and pushes, pushes, insist until you cave; until you’re bare. You hate it.

He doesn’t say anything. You do.

“And you? You’re ok?” It’s like a whisper, honestly, and in the silence his eyes seems to burn into you harder. Then he blinks.

“I’m fine. Broken ribs, arm and leg but they’ll heal.”

“Oh, that’s good.” You mumble and then ask, munching on the chicken. “How about your head?”

“My head?”

“You had a concussion.” It isn’t a question. You fucking know he had one. He had to.

“Why you think that?” There’s a somewhat humorous turn in his tone, and you avoid his eyes.

“You know why.” You peek at him, unsaid things in the air and he fucking smiles. The prankster smile, too - the one where the corners of his mouth quirk up, mouth open and teeth showing and his eyes shine.

“Cute.” He throws it at you like a threat, looking you dead in the eye, challenging. There’s a beat of silence while a stare down goes between you two before you literally whine.

“Oh, please. That again?”

“Can’t say you’re cute?” He has a smirk in those ridiculous lips of his and you want to wipe it away with your fists… or something else entirely.

“No.”

“Ok.” He muses. Then devilishly smiles. “Beautiful then.”

“Ok.” You get up from where you are, nodding towards the door. “I think you should leave.”

“Make me.” The daring tone is even worse than the troublemaker smile he has.

“Damn, ‘zawa.” Your hands fly to massage between your eyes. “Behave or I swear to god I’ll kick your ass out.”

There’s a moment while you both just stare each other. Then:

“Okay. I’ll behave.” And he does. He stays around and cleans the teacups despite you saying he can leave then in the kitchen. He throws the take out on the trash and cleans the table and berates you if you even try to help and despite you pouting on the couch, you’re thankful. You’re both throwing ridiculous comments around, like the fact your hair seems like it hasn’t see a brush in weeks - same as his, and that he may need a walking stick sooner than expected. He comes and sits on the couch and makes you lean against him like it’s the most normal thing in the world and you almost felt like it truly were.

He doesn’t talk about the red in your shoulders and you pretend you don’t catch him staring at it. You don’t talk about how his face scrunches up in pain just by having you lean against him and he pretends you didn’t see. It works for you both, this world of pretend, since it’s the only place where you both can say it doesn’t hurt. The distance and proximity, the scars and broken bones, all of which fading in the time while you’re both together on the too-small-for-you-both couch. There’s warmth in this fairy-tale world and the real one is way more dreadful, so you lean back closer to him like your blemish skin doesn’t sting and your arm doesn’t throb and close your eyes. And when you’re half asleep in his arms and could swear you heard his voice saying “damn, so beautiful”, you just pretend that you’re dreaming.

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#aizawa x reader #aizawa shota imagine #aizawa sensei #aizawa shota #eraser head x reader #eraser head imagine #aizawa bnha #aizawa mha #bnha imagine #gender neutral reader #ive been thinking about it and honestly only on the smut its gonna have some specific mention about the reader being female #i suppose i could adapt it #what do you guys think?#i honestly have no idea how this going because the angst kinda wrote itself #but i kinda like it #hope u guys do too #my writing

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xxj0kerxx · 4 years

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annnnd my rules have been updated! some new changes and removals that were probably needed because the rule was redundant

FIRST OF ALL

🤡 this is a multiverse, multiship, multimuse, indie rp blog (indie krp in some circumstances, depending how you view it because it can be quite subjective). as i have realized, i do not rp “normally” oro at least the standard rpc norms. i follow and prefer to put an emphasis on narrative driven stories with a strong theme. that will be put over the ship. when i look at a “ship” or a thread, i think of a cohesive story. writing the story is priority over smut or fluff filler.

🤡 i do have a discord for ooc and plotting (that will be issued out if asked or requested).

DISCLAIMER!

🤡 all muns and muses are all of age (18+), there will be exceptions where minors will be used in rp as npcs. all gifs used that can be seen in replies are made, by yours truly, me. this theme was not made by me, it was made by the lovely, anacommissions.

ABOUT THE MUN!

🤡 my name is john, him/he, 25, gmt-7 (pacific standard timezone). my activity will be very spotty but rest assure that i am most likely active or around either on tumblr or discord because frankly, i got no life. i am typically more active and responsive on discord because i get notifications and i have a clear preference over using discord over tumblr’s instant message. i can be seen as very controlling and very.. overly-enthusiastic. this is a heavily selective blog, i am very specific and meticulous when it comes to roleplaying. i understand that it should be fun and it will, i just tend to want things to be the best it could possibly be for us or me. i will not sugar-coat it and i will be fully transparent about it. anyways, if you have any questions about it just ask.

🤡 i am really an introvert and can barely hold conversations for the life of me so please bare with me! some will get along better with me, some will not. that’s just life but typically people who are more upfront and say what they have on their mind without fear of prejudice will have my respect and i will open up far much more. i am very easy-going, but i am very hard at getting to know. that is as best as i can word how i am. i may seem intimidating and i could be intimidating, i see myself as intimidating but understand that i am very easy-going and relaxed. all it takes is talking and having a discussion and everything can be resolved rather than keeping things complicated.

RULES | INFORMATION!

🤡 MUNS: all muns have to be 18+ to interact with me. no exceptions.

🤡 FOLLOWING: i do not follow the “follow for a follow back” rule. do not follow me unless you are interested or plan to role play with me. if i follow you, that most likely means i am interested and want to interact with you. if you do follow me, do understand that i notice but i won’t approach you until you do.

🤡 GOD MOD: don’t god mod, it simple as that.

🤡 SMUT/NSFW: if you’re looking for smut on this blog, most likely you won’t find it on this blog. but chances are, smut might occur on this blog and i will tag it accordingly. i will also put them under spoilers for the consideration of others. plenty of nsfw themes will be present on this blog, but you should be aware of that by now if you follow me. when smut does come and you’re not comfortable writing it out fully, i’d be more than happy to fade to black! just let me know, communication is important. i will try to make both of our experiences as comfortable as possible!

🤡 SELECTIVE: as stated before, i am a very heavily selective blog, but don’t let that deter you from coming up or talking to me for a potential thread! i will be very selective with who i pair together, but most things will be discussed between muns.

🤡 POSSIBLE TRIGGERS ON THIS BLOG: full discretion, many taboo topics will be displayed on this blog. i cannot list the entirety of the list of triggers but ask if you are concerned. expect the worst, from mental illness to death will occur.

🤡 FORMATTING: a high preference for small text. i do not like overly formatted replies that are hard to follow and read.

🤡 GIFS: a high preference for 90x90px gifs, but i will not subject others to this. i understand that rpc has a tendency to compact and shrink things, but i will not accept anything below 70x70px. 100x100px and 80x80px are okay! i will be frank, i do not like gifs in replies that are large (300px or over) where it covers the whole post.

🤡 FACE CLAIMS/MUSES: i will not rp with face claims that do not have acting resources, its my personal preference. i just like the gifs to contextually make sense. on occasions, i will make some exceptions. i also would prefer to keep kpop idols separate from kdrama face claims. exceptions will be made for idols who have acting roles. same will apply to kdrama face claims with western face claims, i would prefer to keep them separate from one and another.

majority of my muses will be male, i am comfortable playing males compared to females. western and korean actors will be prominent on this blog.

🤡 SHIPPING: most likely shipping will be discussed between muns. i usually write with the intentions to what feels organic for the story. also depending, i will ship on chemistry if it works. typically, i usually have something in mind beforehand when it comes to a certain muse when it comes to shipping, but ask. i won’t ship western muses with korean/kdrama muses.

🤡 REPLIES: i will make a constant effort to reply to everyone on a weekly basis. most if not all replies will be sent all at once thursday night or friday. do not rush yourself to reply quickly and take your time. i will not sugar coat this, but favoritism is probably prevalent on this blog. there are certain muses that i have higher muses for than others so those replies will most likely be done quicker and sent out if i feel like it. BUT if you would like to do back and forth, please do ask!! i’ll try to accommodate! the longest i will wait for a reply is a month, i will drop the thread after the 31 day period if it is not replies unless you are on hiatus or mention it to me beforehand. my replies will only take place on dash, i have no interest in rping on discord or instant message.

🤡 EFFORT / PLOTTING: i require mutuals or anyone who roleplays with me to put effort within our thread(s) and plotting. i seek dedicated rp partners who are genuinely interested and care for the material and content. most if not all things will be discussed and talked about when it comes to plotting. i also do not wish to be the only one that does all the work. discussions and feedback are more than appreciated. we can share ideas together and headcanons, i’d really love that! i am the type of person who’d have an idea at 3 am in the morning! but i will drop the interaction if i see no effort or care. do not expect to match replies because replies will vary, but i typically write relatively “long”.

🤡 BAN LIST: problematic people (but that is so subjective), kpop idols, people who were accused of rape or abuse, that one kpop scandal, underaged fcs, deceased people, lee min-ho, amber heard, animated/cartoon characters.

🤡 OTHER INFO / EXTRA NOTES:

depending how you see it, i am somewhat okay or moderately okay with photoshop. if you ask, i can assist and help you out if you want to gif. though my method can be a bit different from others but nonetheless, i’d be more than happy to teach and help you out. if it is the case that you are interacting with me and need resources and you’re willing to put up the time to gif resources for the character, i am beyond grateful and i will surely try to help you as much as i can!! that is, if you’re willing to learn.

also a thing to note that i didn’t explicitly tell in my rules, even though that i have myself as multiverse/multiship. i have that because i like to be limitless and unbounded, but in theory most of my muses are single-ship. once i have the interaction that i specifically wanted, i am usually very content. it is typically hard for me to come up with another “compelling” narrative for the same muse.

please feel free to send asks, i’d love to answer them!! ( i typically don’t use memes as a way to start/make starters because it is light hearted fun to me compared to plotting.)

i can come off as too passionate or overly enthusiastic over muses and plot, which most cases leads me to ramble A LOT. if it is annoying or burdensome, just let me know.

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imperialsea-a · 5 years

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ELIZABETH’S IN-DEPTH RP PLOTTING CHEAT-SHEET.

Want new-and-exciting plots for your character? Long to reach out to more of your followers, but don’t know where to start? Fear not! Fill out this form and give your RP partners both present and future all the of juicy jumping off points they need to help you get your characters acquainted.

Be sure to tag the players whose characters YOU want more cues to interact with, and repost, don’t reblog! Feel free to add or remove sections as you see fit. Template here.

Mun name: Rem (not that blue-haired anime girl or DN, it’s from my old blog!) OOC Contact: Contact me through the Tumblr IM system or my Discord! My Discord is: imperialsea#1818. Please tell me your URL if you message me there so I know who you are!

Now, onto the heart of the post!

♛ Who the heck is my muse, anyway? Elizabeth Eva Alexandria Cross, the only biological daughter of Kaien Cross, her father (a canon vk char), and Eva Liliya Cherie Cross, her mother (an oc muse)! Elizabeth is a vampire hunter by blood like all in her family before her! But, shh! Your character isn't supposed to know that . . . unless they're also a hunter . . . or a perhaps a vampire (since her family from both sides are famous hunters, but even then they don't have to know she's a vamp killer if you don't want them to) . . . or they're some sort of ally to her / the hunters association since she can't just tell anyone her actual work on a whim. Where she's from, the existence of vampires are a secret from most of humanity and it's her job to kill the dangerous people-hurty ones and keep that nice and secret so as to avoid a world war! 'Nothing about her is complicated at all', I say, lying through my teeth like Bethy does to society every day by keeping her job and true lifestyle hidden :'D

Further information below the cut, please take time to read if you’re stuck on what to plot and how Bethy operates!

♛ Points of Interest: - She was born and raised to fight against unruly beasts and composed foes alike. Despite her youth, she's a one-woman powerhouse and is not afraid to take herself down with an opponent if she deems it necessary. She's like the Smash player who hits the fake smash ball to take out an enemy on their last legs, even at the expense of her own life. She'll do it! Except in Smash she'd probably just win the match because she had an extra life and not, you know, not die forever for real in a last grand battle.

- She's got vamp genes all over the place and is rare among hunters. She's biologically immortal like a Pureblood despite not being a vampire herself and is living testimony of what her predecessors took from Purebloods both by honorable bestowal of blood from the mysterious Hooded Woman, and straight up [insert painting of Jupiter Devouring His Son here]. Her great grandparent is 3k+ years old, her father is 200+ for devouring his own twin-- it's messy as mythology, but anime :'D She herself is only 18 on default though (19 in K Crossover--), the youngest of her entire bloodline, and she can still be slain in battle even if she is much hardier than a typical human being. She's also sensitive to auras, and capable of sensing vampires.

- Things characters might notice? She's ghostly pale and kind of looks like she stepped out of The Last Unicorn. She looks cold, sophisticated, and vaguely otherworldly-- she really doesn't radiate the friendliest of vibes unless she's doing something she loves, and the calculated yet seemingly effortless grace of her movements are prominent in and outside of combat. She is descended from an ancient royal line, and those posh, stuffy mannerisms and formal speech pattern live on through her even if the Adrasteian monarchy no longer exists.

- She truly isn't a trigger-happy person, whatever the title of 'hunter' implies, and keeps a level head in most situations. Sure, Bethy looks as if she could bite someone's head off and can display some seriously threatening flashes of anger, but she's not going to do something rash and will only resort to drawing her weapons in a serious matter. She's here to save lives, maintain peace, and keep order, not disrupt it and set off a war! No pressure on her, right?

- She is also notably, NOT a high school student, though she may be mistaken for a high school senior or young college student since her age fits the bill. Elizabeth actually graduated from her high school at age sixteen and took to hunting full-time immediately after. She was convinced to slow it down by her grandparents and began preparing for college when her assignment at Cross Academy arrived and, uh, pretty tragically, hasn’t been able to attend any classes due to her work demands. Come to choose between the world and personal fulfillment? Her conscience only let her have one choice; a hunter must hunt.

♛ What they’ve been up to recently: - Work. There's hardly a time when this girl isn't working or planning what to do next, and the workload only grows after the previous president is outed as a dishonorable, self-serving traitor to the hunters. She's seriously injured after trading blows with him and is promptly benched to deal with the fallout and mental agony, but she's back within a year (and in K's crossover? Only six months later!).

- Having said that, Elizabeth does have days off and will spend them quietly with her friends, or alone with music and a rejuvenating swim.

- Depending on the time in her life? Her life circumstances vary drastically-- she can go from a young huntress travelling on her own as duty demands, or she can be a mother of five children and trusted right hand of the new hunter president, Zero Kiryuu. She lives for a long time, so she's always up to something! And of course, she's always motivated to fight for a better future.

♛ Where to find them: - Aside from work, check the beach! Or find her on methods of cross-continental transportation since she travels around the world for her job (she walks whenever possible, so it's rare to see her on a bus, but she’ll begrudgingly take one or a train)! Otherwise, a place like an aquarium, clothing store, or coffee shop, or any place in a city is your best chance.... write w me pls... q-q she is Around Somewhere.

- If not found in any of those places and your character is someone inside Cross Academy, she can be found there, helping the prefects in some way and is familiar enough with the building to help out new students if they ask.

♛ Current Plans: - Elizabeth is chained to her work as a hunter for as long as she draws breath, or until there is no need for her to end hostile vampires. Her ultimate goal is to keep the world from falling into a repeat, all-out war between vampires and humanity. Her living and family situation might change through the years, but that will always be her primary drive-- she's got an indomitable will.

♛ Desired Interactions: - please ovq

- In all seriousness, I’m up for pretty much anything. She needs more friends, more enemies, people to protect, people to be protected by, people she looks up to, people who legitimately unnerve her, everything! I just don’t feel comfortable killing her. Elizabeth fought really hard to get her future and deserves to find comfort after her entire childhood-young adult life was spent thinking the only thing of worth she had was her role as a huntress. I do really, really love angst though, so anything else goes, really c:

♛ Offered Interactions ( please sit tight for this! it will be divided into multiple sections! ) : - IF YOUR CHARACTER IS HUMAN: - She’ll assume your muse is an average civilian until shown otherwise (be it with unusual powers, whacky aura, combat prowess, or prior knowledge from a report or something-- a plot specific thing). Unless they truly know about vampires / work with the Hunters Association, Elizabeth will not be sharing any information about who or what she is without a legitimate reason (such as the human character being bitten by a Pureblood and thus is being turned into a vampire themselves). However, the other party being kept in the dark about vampires can open the door to a more relaxed Elizabeth without her professional, perfectionist mindset. She’s more likely to have a pleasant conversation with humans since they have no part in the hunt-- but in that same vein, she does aim to keep them at a certain distance and not develop a deep emotional bond (but she’s also a lot softer than she looks and acts and tends to care for others quickly, should they get along). It’s a tricky slope . . . She’s thawed out and the nicer aspects of her personality are far more prominent, but at the same time, she’s not being entirely genuine. Give her time and she’ll become more open about personal things, just, not her work.

- Applies to her K Proj. Crossover. Working with S4, Elizabeth takes some time to adjust, but ultimately loves the organization and the people within it. They’re an exception to her ‘no ties with average humans’ rule because....errr.... they’re not the average human she’s used to protecting and in that verse they’re aware of her occupation and peculiar heritage. She’s not as cold first impressions might suggest and loves Reisi’s weird af team building nights, it’s hard for her to not have a soft spot for them, even as an outsider and unofficial member (as in, she has none of the abilities the Blues have, but she has her natural abilities).

- IF YOUR CHARACTER IS A HUNTER: - Elizabeth is a known figure in hunter society; her great grandfather, grandfather, and aunt were previous heads of the organization and each are still alive at present. So, it probably makes more sense if your hunter character at the very least knows about her-- unless they’re an off-series muse in which case go wild and do what you think is best! I always did like the idea of two vampire hunters chilling together with neither one knowing the other is a fellow hunter until they’re attacked by a vamp and they’re both like ‘Oh!’

- A simple but always reliable plot idea is two hunters on a joint mission! It’s really important to know that Bethy does not take kindly to poor performance and expects her partner to take whatever assignment they have seriously. If not? Things get tundra-cold really fast-- o-o;; People’s lives are at stake and in her opinion, if a hunter wants to mope or complain about their blood-given obligation, they’re not fit to be hunters in the first place. ‘Can’t do the job? Then finish what you started with me if you have any shred of integrity, and get thee gone’ sort of thing. Otherwise, uh :’D;; she’s highly cooperative and always aims to reach the outcome with the least amount of damage.

- As a teenager, she attended a hunter-run private academy in Adrasteia for four years. If it’s possible for your muse to attend (as in, they are from a vampire hunter family and can pass the rigorous entrance exams), throw em in for a slightly younger, less stringent Bethy? A national fencing champion at the top of her classes, and great granddaughter to the legendary hellfire headmaster, Elizabeth’s not easily missed! It could be the start to an amicable relationship to carry into future interactions?

- IF YOUR CHARACTER IS A VAMPIRE: - Bluntly put, for vampires, it’s probably better to interact with Elizabeth after Cross Academy has fallen in the large battle that took place there. Her mother is revealed to have been alive and held captive as a vampire, she’s already friends with a hunter/vamp, her two friends turned out to be Purebloods, and ‘oh....my mother and father got together again and now I’ve got a younger vampire brother’ .....and her boyfriend’s half sister is also a vampire who marries the former vamp senate heir..... so...vamps everywhere; she simply accepts them as part of the family. Prior to that, while she isn’t hostile to vampires and certainly has no intention to attack a vamp unjustly, it’s not a place she’s eager to put herself in. Depending on how threatened she feels, she’ll even swallow her pride and keep her head down-- mostly.

- If your muse is a hunter-turned-vampire, she doesn’t treat them as a vampire, rather, she still sees them as a compatriot, like in the case of Zero Kiryuu. Whether or not your muse received the blood of their keeper is up to you, but in the case that they haven’t-- she’s always there to assist in granting mercy whenever the time comes :’)

- IF YOUR CHARACTER DOES NOT FIT INTO ANY OF THE ABOVE CATEGORIES / REGARDING OTHER VERSES: - Please help me find something that works, I’m willing to try! Memes are incredibly helpful! Send one in, the tag is here, and we can go from there!

- My currently finished and ready-to-use Crossover Verse is K Proj., which can be read about right here.

♛ Current Open Post/s: Linked right here. There's no expiration date to these, and it doesn't matter if another person has replied to one, you are more than welcome to reply to one if it catches your eye at all.

♛ Anything else?: YEAH, wow I am so sorry that got so long. Please note that this post may be updated periodically!

#( blog info. )#( SUPER LONG but if you're lost on some plotting things and aren't from VK #this should hopefully give you an idea of Elizabeth and her interactions? She's a tough one q - q )

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ouranking · 6 years

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I’m on mobile. Can I get a link to your rules?

Hello my dear! My Rules page is a pop up so let me go ahead and copy and paste them and put them under a read more for you.

RULES AND GUIDLINES

Hey there! My name is Luna! and you have managed to find my rules page. Please take the time to read over them. Most of my rules are the basic ‘don’t be a dick’ rules, so hopefully it won’t be too hard to get through. If you have any questions please feel free to ask me.

LAST UPDATED: 09/17/2018

ABOUT

This is a Tamaki Suoh blog from Ouran High School Host Club. My interpretation of him is based on the anime and manga so please expect me to incorporate things from both! I will also be throwing in the flare of my own headcanons into the mix, so please expect that.

I am SEMI-SELECTIVE blog. What this means is that I am reserving the right to decide who I want to roleplay with at any given time. I do this for my anxiety sake, and I don’t ever want to roleplay with someone out of guilt or obligation. All I am asking is that you please respect this, I have a hard time with confrontation, but I am not about to be bullied either.

My activity often varies day to day, there are some days that I’m on all day long, and other days where I don’t touch my computer at all. I’m a stay at home mom, and sometimes my children don’t exactly make it easy to actively be online. I also have other hobbies like video games, and sometimes I’m just in the mood to binge watch a show rather than trying to do drafts.

DRAFTS & MEMES & OPENS & VERSES

When it comes to DRAFTS, and replies I want it to be known that I am not fast most days. I have my good days and my bad days when it comes to writing, and even on my good days I’ve been known to queue things if I feel like I need a chance to get caught up. I ask nicely that you don’t harass me for a reply, though if it has been over two weeks you can kindly ask me if I’ve seen your reply because sometimes tumblr can be dumb, or I can be spacey.

Anyone is allowed to send in MEMES, however I reserve the right to decide not to answer it for whatever reason. You are totally allowed to turn any meme I answer into a thread, AS LONG AS YOU MAKE IT A NEW POST.

Along with memes, anyone is allowed to reply to one of my OPENS or like one of my STARTER CALLS. The only time this changes is if I specifically tag it as 'mutuals only’, and I ask that you please respect that. Though I do try to write everyone a starter or make sure I answer everyone’s reply to an open, I’m not perfect. I may miss one or two, or I may not be able to come up with something decent.

I am a multi-ship and multi-verse blog, and what this means is that any and all interactions I have with fellow rp partners are all in their own separate verses. Unless discussed ahead of time by all parties involved. I love all forms of AUS and CROSSOVERS and most of the time am more than willing to figure out something with my rp partner if their character isn’t from the Ouran canon. Especially since Ouran isn’t exactly an active fandom, i plan on making plenty of different possible Aus for Tamaki to make him more accessible for crossovers!

SHIPPING & PLOTTING & MAINS & NSFW

When it comes to shipping, I have been often times described as a shipping hoarder. I am also someone who can see a potential ship quite easily. However, I’m still a fan of chemistry between characters. I am of course always willing to hear someone out of they think there is a chance that a ship can be formed, however this does not give anyone the right to push their muse onto me or Tamaki. Please respect this. If I think the ship feels forced in any regard there is a good chance I will drop it.

Plotting is a team effort, no one person should be expected to come up with the entirety of any plot. With that being said, if you approach me for plotting, or like a plotting call, please be prepared to actively engage with me and work with me to try and come up with something for our characters. If it seems like you are unwilling to actively help me out then there is a good chance that I will lose interest and give up altogether.

If you are an ORIGINAL CHARACTER looking to interact with me I am totally game! The only thing I ask is that you have at least some sort of about page so I can read up on your character, or be willing to answer any and all questions I may have about your character.

When it comes to nsfw content such as roleplaying out a sex scene it goes without saying that I will only write such things with someone who is 18+, even then I rarely ever write out sex scenes. This is honestly because I feel uncomfortable and am never satisfied with my writing. However I do still write it from time to time with people I know ooc and am comfortable with and those threads will be tagged.

Another added note about NSFW content is that there will be no sex scenes happening within Tamaki’s main verse because he is still a minor by U.S. Standards and since that is where I live I’m going to abide by that law. HOWEVER. I have verses where Tamaki is over 18 and am more than willing to discuss such things in those verses, though like i said before I rarely ever write sex scenes to begin with.

I rarely do exclusives, the reason being that every time I was involved exclusively with someone it went to shit and only caused problems and unneeded drama. I will however take on mains and all that means is that muse permitting those people will have priority, along with having to deal with my ass sending them songs, feels, memes and writing them random starters from time to time.My current mains can be found in the next tab over titled 'mains’.OOC DRAMA

Alright here is the dealio my friends.

I am not a fan of OOC Drama, i’ve seen my fair share of it and i’m just not a fan. With that being said, I want to be left out of it. Whatever the drama is, just leave me out of it all. I’m not a fan of callout posts in almost every capacity. I think they are beyond childish, and scream ‘high school drama bullshit’, like it’ a goddamn burn book and no one needs that shit okay? Dragging your personal beef with someone like that is just.. -deep breath- my point is, I don’t like it.

Obviously i’m not a fan of anon hate, and I won’t tolerate it on this blog at all. You can expect them to be blocked immediately. I am here to have fun writing a character that I love with all my heart, and i’m not about to let tumblr’s toxic nature ruin that for me. So please if you have a problem with the way I run my blog then just unfollow me, or even block me if you have to. I’ll do what is good for me, and you do what is good for you.

Also, don’t warn me about people. I know you probably think you are just doing something nice and looking out for people. But more often than not, you are just putting me in a really uncomfortable position that I don’t want to be in. So do yourself a favor and just.. Don’t.

MISCELLANEOUS

For the most part I am a relatively laid back person, I love to chat with my roleplay partners OOC, because a lot of time that helps me get to know them and it just helps for world building and creating something truly amazing together. With that being said, if we are writing together, especially if we have a ship.. I can be a babbler. I tend to get excited about ships and the things we plan to do and i love talking headcanons and ‘what ifs’ situations that can be created into plots. If this is something that bothers you, or you aren’t a fan of it? Tell me up front. If it’s the case then I’ll refrain to a pace that you are more comfortable with. I say this because if you say you are okay with it, and then proceed to.. give me short answers and make me feel like you aren’t interested, I will probably drop the ship because my anxiety can’t handle that.

Another thing to keep in mind, I have anxieties myself. Sometimes I don’t click with people as easily as I do others and that’s okay! However please remember that I’m occasionally busy and I may not always be around and on my computer. Sometimes I am forgetful, especially with the tumblr IMs system. However please please don’t spam me there with questions of like ‘did i do something wrong?’ or ‘ am i annoying you?’ etc. this makes me extremely uncomfortable and make me more likely to just nore reply at all as horrible as it sounds, but anxiety is a bitch and no one is perfect.

When it comes to following blogs, I do my best to look over new followers in a timely manner and a lot goes into my decision on whether or not I’ll follow a blog back. Please keep in mind that I obviously can’t follow everyone back because that would make my blog way too fast pace and I can’t have that.

#🌹 → The Queen Behind The Scenes [ OOC ]#anonymous

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thedarkestdragonknight · 6 years

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Behind the Mun (About the Blogger)

I like to be called/What to Call me by: Toxic, Tox since my main blog and general online username is ToxicCreed. My Persona/General ‘game’ character that reflects me is usually Shadow or Menel.

My Favorite Colors Include: Blacks, Reds, Purples, most Darker Colors and Tones. I tend to enjoy really dark colors over bright and pastel colors.

Gender: Female, She/Her/Hers Pronouns (Feminine)

One thing you should know about me (The Blogger): While I tend to be super laid-back and chill most of the time due to very… problematic RP Partners in the past (Specifically one person in general and an RP group that was toxic as well) I am very hesitant to let a lot of people into my little bubble and corner of the world. I’ve been RPing for the most part of about 16+ years and my early days were on ye old RP forums and online things like that. I get afraid of what people may think of my OCs since I tend to do various things that are really OUT there so to speak (IE: I don’t care about lore breaking if you happen to do it) and as many have potentially seen on this blog Jacques IS a Dragon and holds ties to Bahamut/Nidhogg/Midgardsormr and he basically isn’t your run of the mill character. I’m a very shy and anxious person at the start but once I ease my way into something I tend to be pretty much okay for the most part, it just takes a bit for that first big step to be taken. For the most part I tend to just lurk and linger in my own little corner of the world and let people come my way as I such at just ‘walking up’ and RPing in game and the like. Basically I tend to be quiet and don’t really speak to anyone unless I am approached first, I’m cautious with meeting new people because of problems from my past and I tend to be a hard person to truly ‘read’ until you get to know me which is why I often refer to my wife ( @talechaser-ffxiv) if I need to explain anything that I, myself, cannot explain.

One thing you should know about my Muse(s): Overall the majority of my characters tend to be a mixed bag of nuts that you don’t know really what you are getting. For the most part I can adapt to things with my OCs depending on the situation and the like, it’s all a matter of how things are for the given RP at the time. Me and my Muses/OCs are very adaptive and I have done so many RPs where things have been ‘changed up’ so to speak so I’m open to a lot of things as are my OCs. While they all have their own canon backstories, etc. that I will post about for them this doesn’t mean that I will completely adhere to it unless it’s something that my RP partners want. I tend to break a lot of things (Canon, Lore, etc.) so really my Muses tend to do the same. Jacques as mentioned about is a Dragon and can transform into that form whenever his emotions hit a breaking point. Another thing to note is that while he will generally be okay with going out and taking a tumble in the sheets (IE: Having sex with someone) he is for the most part a person that will not truly ‘settle down’ and put himself into a solitary relationship. He’s polyamorous for the most part and I am sorry if that might potentially disappoint people but overall Jacques is just not the sort to simply settle down and I tend to reserve my characters for very close friends or my wife @talechaser-ffxiv. I have various other muses however including Alrek yae Galvus (Garlean Half-breed) and Faust Greystone (Elezen/Au Ra Half-breed) and most of my muses in general tend to be in a wide variety of character types though I guess I tend to lead towards that ‘traumatic past’ character type a lot with backstories.

First Language: English

Secondary Languages: None, I am not the greatest when it comes to other languages and I tend to butcher names, etc. because of the lack of knowing how to say things. I tried taking French in Middle/High School but it never got far, I just fail hard when it comes to these things :C I would love to learn another language eventually though.

HIGHLIGHT: RP Blogs/Main Blog

@thedarkestdragonknight - You’re here obviously, this is my main FFXIV Blog where I will generally post about my OCs (Specifically Jacques, Faust and Alrek) and all things FFXIV related. I try to keep OOC posts to a minimum but they do show up here from time to time obviously.

@outcasts-never-die - This would be my secondary Dragon Age blog which I made in preparation for Dragon Age 4. I do have my main DA blog ( @zevmaellavellan) but that one isn’t going to be used all that much anymore and requires a hell of an overhaul if I do. This blog is all about my OCs Oranat Lavellan and Nveryll.

@sacredtempleofsouls - Legend of Zelda RP Blog, inactive for the most part but still has some goodies laying in the depths. I may or may not revive this in the future it all depends.

ToxicCreed - And this is the main blog that I have on Tumblr that was made to be about my Original Story and Characters The Devil’s Creed. This blog is mainly being listed as it is where my Follows and Asks will be coming from should I follow anyone or send an ask and I believe messages also use this one as well.

Age Range: Under 13 | 14-17 | 18-22 | 23-25 | 26-29 | 30+ | 70+

Am I Okay with NSFW? Yes | No | Depends (Certain things can be hit or miss with me, simply ask and we can figure things out from there)

OC Friendly? Yes | No | Depends

RP Blog: Does Contain OOC Posts | Doesn’t Contain OOC Posts | Sometimes Contains OOC Posts

I’ve found the problem with the bolding so now this is completely fixed as is the rest of my blog. I am dumb and it was a simply fix but here ya go! This post, and all others for that matter, should be a-okay now!

If anyone would like to do this feel free to tag me and blame me for it!

#Repost #OOC #About the Mun #About the Mun Meme #About the Blogger #About the Blogger Meme #About the Creator #About Toxic #Dragon Knight Speaks

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yutark · 6 years

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tbh i hate bringing this up, and this isn’t directed at anything or anyone in particular, but i thought it’d be best to clear up that yuta’s ic feelings are not connected to my ooc.

whether those be towards his company, friends, strangers, other people, he remains ic and i think people might be confusing it because in interactions, yuta still is only grasping at his issues and rarely recognises them ic. he has a serious lack of self awareness and he’s always had that. so in an attempt to reconcile any doubts people have, i’m going to breakdown yuta’s state of mind and where it comes from.

first things first, yes, yuta is angry about the sns ban and then rumours of the trc girls debut. those two things are intertwined. and those connect to why yuta currently hates his time in trc. there are a few things people need to realise,

yuta expresses anger before he does any other emotion

he’s sensitive to things he feels are unjust or unfair

and he struggles with things when they are uncertain

these three things connect a lot to his childhood and teen years. anger, gets an immediate response and attention. yuta being upset as a child, did not get him much attention from his parents, but if he was angry and threw a tantrum, then they would deal with him. this was ingrained further during high school when he was bullied, being upset did not get anyone to solve the issue, but being angry either, scared them off or caused the teachers to be involved. that bullying also connects to why he reacts more to things he feels are unjust or unfair, to him, because he has a strongly held belief that the world is against him. throughout his life, he has sought out situations and validated his own belief, over and over again. it gives him an excuse for his anger and frustration, and justifies his actions for himself.

none of these are good things and i’m not excusing his behaviour, he needs to learn and that’s what some of this is.

finally uncertainty and doubt. yuta has walked through life going, ‘this is this’ and ‘that is that’ and ‘im nakamoto yuta, and i know everything’. so when something truly causes him to become uncertain and doubt, himself and everything around him, he has no proper skills to deal with it. when someone else doubts him, he proves them wrong by doing it, but when he starts to doubt himself, he’s faced with a situation he doesn’t know how to deal with. the doubt and uncertainty, feeds itself. yuta is nagged by the constant, ‘if im having these, there must be something to doubt’, and he craves something to prove him wrong or right. it’s why he acts out.

he wants someone to make the decision for him, and if that decision is negative, he can be angry, feel its unjust and validate this whole cycle again. this is how yuta has handled and gone through his whole life.

as for feeling suffocated and hating trc, there’s more things that factor into that again.

he has a history of being non-commital; short relationships, one night stands, and a messy work history ( one i did a hc on here ). the longest job he has had was 7 months, trc is already at 12 months. but unlike these jobs, trc is his dream and he’s struggling with a couple things: is it trc or is something wrong with him, and what does he do on both those cases.

his expectations and reality are two different things: he thought he would join trc, be signed and then debut in a year -- but that is not how it works. and seeing ten and taeyong, who signed the same time as him debut, adds to this. what he thought would happen, is not happening to him, but it is happening to his friends and boyfriend. this increases his confusion, his doubts and slams reality harder into his chest.

nothing is happening in trc. there’s been no sign of his efforts having value, he’s seeing everyone else be rewarded, even people he feels have caused him to be unfairly punished. when he joined trc, he put his entire energy into it--100% or nothing--and then when nothing happened, 110%, 120%, trying to be on his best behaviour, do everything he’s told, and then left tired and feeling like he’s not getting anything ( add in his doubts, uncertainties and fears, and he’s frustrations at what he feels is unfair ) and he feels like he’ll never get anything, and he wants to blame trc for it.

his personality also add fuel to the fire of how he feels. he’s always been someone who fixated on something and would do anything for it. for ttc, he’d been in a car accident weeks prior and he cut off his cast to perform, nearly re-broke his arm doing so and went into trc audition with a cast on. he’s fixed on debuting, on catching up to those around him, on being better than them. with nothing happening in trc, he’s exhausting himself and feels like he’s treading water, they’re all getting further ahead and he’s not.

one of the last things is jaebum leaving trc. it might seem minuscule, but they were close and yuta could buffer out his discontent by hanging out with his best friend. now he has to deal with every schedule on his own, and face himself in practice, and not have that distraction to take away from his focus.

everything yuta does, and how he acts, has been there the entire time. it might be more noticeable now because these issues are coming up for him, but they are genuinely him. and as a mun, i wouldn’t care to explain my muse, but because of how people react and the feeling of uneasiness i get, i restrain from taking plots or playing him true to who he is. i’m curbing his behaviour and keeping it to dms or chats, bc i think that there are some people who are under the impression that i’m putting my ooc feelings into things.

it’s affecting how i roleplay my own muse because i worry people will make assumptions.

rkseokwoo and rkshua are both my muses too, very few people take on their feelings as ooc, but i think because yuta does have issues, is more vocal and can even be mean, there’s a confusion there.

at the moment, in yutas dev, he’s been working on more healthy coping mechanisms. he’s talking to his boyfriend about how things make him feel, he’s been vocalising his frustrations with other trainees and his friends, and he’s having to take a true look at himself. its imperfect, he’s still not learned how to calmly express himself or talk clearly. this is something i’ve been doing to him as a mun since back in may last year, when he walked in on his mother cheating. back then, i was working on yuta’s self-awareness and open him to realising how his actions/words/thoughts/feelings effect those around him, and begin to identify where they come from and how to properly channel them.

in fact, the situation of his mother cheating is a major seed of why yuta is, where he is now. it weakened some of the foundation, damaged his confident persona, and pushed in some doubts, on how, who he sees himself as and who he is, might not be the same thing.

it’s a slow development, it’s something he will succeed and fail at, over and over again, learning more every time.

and i know this is super long, and if you read this far, i applaud you, but i just wanted to be clear on this since it’s affecting how i play my muse and i thought if i cleared up what people might misunderstand with yuta, or not know. it’ll ease everyone’s conscious that, ‘ah, yuta’s just being a dick because he’s like that’.

as for people telling yuta/me to leave trc if he’s unhappy, that generally won’t fix the issue yuta has, he will simply leave and be signed, and the same thing will happen, and as a mun, i’d rather use this as a way for him to dev and grow, and maybe become less of a asshole ;;

i hope this will clear up any confusion on where/why/how yuta is how he is. thank you if you made it this far <3 lol

#( ooc. )#honestly this is just a lengthy explanation on yuta and his mind #and why he is how he is #just kdhss #bc im starting to think it might not be apparent

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noxstrix · 6 years

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ABOUT THE MUN.

hello. i am coyote. my pronouns are she / her and they / them. i am over 21 years old, and a full time college student. i’m a practicing pagan in the real world. i have adhd and anxiety, so i really prefer to reply to drafts selectively and with mutuals only. my classes are mon - thurs and i tend not to reply very much on those days. because of this i’d call this blog medium activity. as of right now nisa is my only character. i believe everyone has the freedom to say whatever they want on their blogs, within reason, please do not follow me if you are someone who is easily offended.

i know my rules are long, but they are to keep everyone on the same page and to prevent any future discourse from happening on my blog or between us as writers. thank you so much for taking the time to read everything, i sincerely appreciate it !!

TRIGGERING CONTENT / TRIGGER TAGGING.

please exit the page and unfollow right now, if you are under the age of eighteen.

this blog is extremely triggering. i cannot stress this enough. blasphemy is a reoccurring theme. a lot of the content i write here explores conspiracy theories about the biblical apocalypse, the vatican and its links to illuminati, free masonry, and the ninth circle. if you have ever been curious enough to research on these cults, then you would likely know they are linked to subject matter such as human sacrifices, sex trafficking, murder, pedophilia, etc etc. while i do not promote or condone any of this, there will be frequent mentions in my writing of these topics and i won’t be tagging them. blasphemy will also never be tagged on my blog.

images posted / reposted on this blog are sometimes graphic and contain blood, gore, or melancholy. i will not be trigger tagging anything that does not make me personally uncomfortable. this blog is mine and i can do or post whatever i want on it. however, sometimes i do feel like there’s a line that might be crossed in regards to my followers.

i will be tagging any triggering imagery as / horror. if you wish to add that to your blacklist. additionally if you have any really specific, and legitimate phobias you require me to tag, don’t hesitate to message me privately. all phobias brought to my attention ( ie. spiders, eye gore ) will likely wind up under the blacklist tag / trigger. i will not be tagging anything such as food, or body image.

THE CHARACTER / THEFT.

my character takes basis from biblical, luciferian, satanic, gnostic and jewish mythology. she is lilith’s reincarnation. i however, do change up some of the lore and give it my own ideas and flavors. everything about nisa and lilith, i headcanoned myself. same goes for her partner blog lucian / lucifer ( @antichrstis ). i wrote both of biographies. please do not steal any aspects of either character, or any of my lore regarding their universe, as i worked very hard on their background stories. i will post a call out, if i catch you imitating, copying, or stealing anything. this is your one and only warning.

AGE LIMITS.

because this blog is full of mature, adult content, please do not follow me if you are under the age of eighteen or you cannot maturely handle in character content like profanity, sex, horror, violence, torture, mental or physical abuse. if either of the words sex or smut bothers you and makes you feel even a little queezy or you have an aversion to it, i definitely do not suggest following. while i don’t smut often on this blog, it does happen, and when it does, it’s with characters whose writers are over the age of 20. sorry, i personally do not feel comfortable writing smut with muns younger than 20 years of age, i don’t care of 18 is the legal age, this is my personal preference.

additionally, i do not ship my oc against characters whose face claims are under the age of 25. i will not ship her with characters under the age of 23 ( divided by 2 + 7 rule ) that’s creepy to me. not only is nisa thirty one years old, but lilith is older than the earth’s creation. don’t even try to come up with excuses or convince me otherwise because it’s gonna get you hard blocked, you feel me?

MUN =/= MUSE.

nisa’s personal beliefs and actions, are not my own ! please keep ooc and ic separate in this regard. these are works of fiction and this is roleplay. the mun’s personality is not the muses. she’s a bit of a binch sometimes and narcissistic, but just because she is rude and mean to some characters, does not mean i, the mun, feel that way towards you ooc, or towards your character!

CHARACTERIZATION + METAGAMING.

please, please, please, read nisa/lilith’s about pages in full. like every detail, okay? because i am so, so very tired of people approaching her as the stereotypical lilith. or approaching her automatically like she’s a bitch. if you’re a bitch to her first or give her an attitude, you better believe you’re going to get a reply according to that ten fold.

nisa is in essence, a fallen angel / demon, and the creator of witches and supernatural monstrosities, reincarnated. lilith is sometimes interpreted in biblical prophecy as the anti-christ’s partner in crime, which means only god can kill her. you can throw holy water at her, you can torture her, decapitate her, but your character can’t get rid of her.

she is true immortal. if you are going to pick a fight with her, pick your battle wisely, because she will not hesitate to use her magic or destroy your character to make a point. i do not hold her characterization back for any reason, so when you find yours flying across the room or pinned on a ceiling, don’t be surprised.

also bear in mind she has the ability to see people’s pasts and future, to pick up on their emotions, insecurities, and decipher personal things about them. i always read character’s backgrounds first to get an idea, and sometimes dig through headcanons pages for some juice. unless your character is a witch or supernatural being who has taken precautions spiritually or magically to block anyone from doing so at any given time, don’t be surprised if this happens. i analyze your subtext as well, so anything your character is feeling or any vibes they’re giving off may or may not additionally not be picked up on.

if you read this and you’re thinking “lol overpowered, mary sue,” don’t follow me. it’s that simple. all of the powerful / evil characters you hate to love on television are mary sues when you strip away the lime light media. i suggest taking a look in the mirror and getting off your high horse when it comes to your attitude towards original characters, kay? awesome.

GOD MODDING.

ah yes, god modding. please don’t do it to my character unless discussed first, or unless you are sending me a starter! starters are the only situation i let people gently god mod in, because i know it can be difficult writing threads out of thin air.

do not undermine evil or magically powerful characters. i think most of us have been around the rpc long enough to have seen the psa going around on tumblr about this. it’s truly frustrating, when you have someone’s human character or any being capable of dying, repetitively poking a villain with a sharp stick, and then getting all butt-hurt when the other person replies accordingly with negative consequences for their muse.

because my character is an immortal, with nearly all magical abilities, i am going to be honest with you. if your character does anything threatening towards nisa/lilith, or anything which might provoke her to harm yours, i will god mode in my reply. again, pick your battles wisely. this only happens if your character does something to deserve it. there will be no ’ attempts made ’ because if they are human, she can literally begin choking them from across the room, melting their brain, breaking their bones, setting them on fire, or instantly kill them with a tap on their shoulder, if she chooses.

if your character is supernaturally based and has magical powers, etc, i will message you first and give you a heads up so we can discuss how we want their fight to end and which direction to go in. every attack on your supernatural character will be attempted. in counter, if your character wants to engage in a magical battle or some sort of violent fight with mine, i hope you will respect me the same way and message me before hand.

ENGAGING / INTERACTING WITH MY CHARACTER.

this blog is mutuals only! if i don’t follow you please do not send me random memes, or anything unprompted. also please do not like any of my starter calls or reply to my open starters. if i don’t follow you back, please don’t feel bad! it is most likely because i don’t see her interacting with your character, you post too much ooc, or i already follow too many of a certain muse. i am ocd about what is on my dash. i have adhd so a fast and clustered or disorganized dash does give me anxiety!

with that out of the way, any mutuals, whether we have or haven’t interacted, are always welcome to send nisa/lilith random starters, dialogue one liners, crack, memes, headcanon questions, etc. there is no limit as to how you can interact with me or how you want to. if you feel like interacting with nisa, feel confident that you can just do it and don’t hesitate !!!!! none of you will or could ever annoy me tbh.

SOFT / HARD BLOCKING / UNFOLLOWING.

this blog practices both soft blocking and hard blocking. if i soft block you and you try re-following, i hard block. i do this to protect myself, and to protect my creative freedom on my blog. i don’t owe anyone an explanation. if i see frequent call outs, callout reblogs, vague posts, or negativity on your blog, i will not hesitate to block you as i see fit. please keep your ooc political views off my dash. i really don’t give a shit, since i’m here to roleplay.

if you think i might have unfollowed you on accident ( bc lets be real the mobile app is really trash and my thumbs are clumsy ) please unfollow and then refollow me to alert me of my mistake. my tumblr msgs are currently for mutuals only, so that’s the easiest way to get my attention.

SHIPPING / SMUT.

as far as shipping is concerned, this blog only engages in pre-plotted ships. all pre-plotted ships will get their own verse.

nisa is a complicated character and she is demiromantic. she isn’t really a flings kind of person and i bet you’re thinking ’ lol but it’s lilith ’ and yeah, that’s true, but just because the bible called her a whore, doesn’t mean she is one. i’d really like to point out that they gave her that image because she disobeyed adam and god, whom are both men. did i also mention that the bible and rabbinical story of lilith, was written by men?

okay, great. now, we’re on the same page. many pagan practices and religions believe that periods of celibacy are a good thing, and actually makes witches more powerful, because sexual energy is powerful. before nisa accepts her fate of being lilith’s reincarnation, she does this frequently, as well as fasts, so that her various uses of magic, or that her visions, have an amplified effect.

in contrast, sometimes celibacy gets to be too much and she needs to actually release that tension and craves companionship, so one night stands, and flings are more likely to happen over romantic ships. she is flirty by nature and sometimes touchy-feely, this does not mean, however, that she wants to engage in sexual relations with your character.

i will only write with / ship with one lucifer, and that is @antichrstis in her main verse.

if your character is feeling nisa, or you view her character as someone yours might want to romantically ship with, and you would like it to happen, please feel free to message me andwe can discuss verse arcs and details ! don’t let what was previously mentioned above deter you.

i briefly mentioned smut earlier in my rules, but this is a reminder that i will not smut with anyone under age 20 or any muses whose fcs are under age 25.

DISCORD / TUMBLR MSGS.

if we’re mutuals, message me at your leisure! if you would like my discord, it is available upon request. i am open to ooc chit - chatting and plotting. i like making friends and getting to know people, so don’t be shy!

#noxstrix rules.

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the-god-and-the-frog · 6 years

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Where can I find your rules?

OOC: Maybe it would be easier to just put them in this ask and then link them in my description for mobile user. Anyway, here we go.

RULES AND INFO

Thanks for stumbling on my blog! My main blog is @secretlyafrogman and I go by Danny. I’ve been roleplaying for over 10 years and have enjoyed it as a way to develop storylines and relationships with both muses and the mun. I have RPed as OC’s and fandom characters (my more popular one being Loki back in 2012) and have started to develop an L and Light muse that are dying to get out. My muses may be a bit different from what you’re used to in canon, so please make sure you read my interpretations of them below.

Rules

-This is both an RP and an ask blog. I will tag both respectively (+asks and +roleplays). I have the right to accept and refuse anything, so please don’t be offended if I decide not to answer an ask or respond to a roleplaying request.

-Even if the plot is SFW, I don't feel comfortable roleplaying with people who are minors. If you ask to roleplay with me and you lie about your age, then I will permanently ban you. This is a personal preference of mine that I wish to have respected. Thank you for understanding.

-I am a multishippers (Lawlight is my primary but I also ship Light/Mikami, Light/Takada, L/B, L/Wedy, L/Aiber, etc). That being said, I will not RP smut unless there is chemistry between our characters. My muses tend to have a mind of their own and I will not do something that they do not feel comfortable with just for the sake of smut.

-I am a literate RPer and tend to write from a third-person perspective. That’s not to say I’m expecting you to be one, just that that is my preference when it comes to RP’s. Because of that, my replies do get long at times, but please don’t be intimidated by that.

-I don’t mind OC’s as long as there is an “About” page where I can read about them. I need to know about your character before I can interact with them. Otherwise my muses will have nowhere to go.

-I’m fine with AU’s with the exception of “Light doesn’t have the Death Note.” I’m also fine with gender!bent RP’s, so if you want a Fem!Light or a Fem!L that can absolutely be arranged!

-If you want to RP with me, just send me an ask or message me. We can come up with a plot from there! Also: please read my interpretations of the characters before approaching.

-Interpretations

-My Light stays very close to the canon. As a result, my Light will always be Kira through and through. No exceptions to this unless it’s the Yotsuba Arc. He’s very strong minded, narcissistic, dominant, highly intelligent, charming and viewed as having the perfect life by many. However, he feels alone and lonely in a world where no one truly understands him. He does see himself as a God and wants nothing more than to make the world a better place for those that are suffering. His relationship with Ryuk varies on friendly to annoyed. The Kira side of him is deadly and violent, more dominant that his Light side and incredibly dangerous. Those that are exposed to it usually don’t live to see tomorrow. I should also mention that my Light is bisexual and has no experience with either male nor female.

Kinks: To be listed as I begin to explore him more. I have not RPed with him yet but I’m definitely itching to.

-My L enjoys his role as L and couldn’t imagine doing anything else, enjoying the cat and mouse game he plays with those that he chases. His idea of justice is watching his opponents die by his means, something that has been known to get him off from time to time. However, while this is very true he does have a soft spot for those he cares for and will do anything to keep them safe (Watari, the Wammy kids, Roger, Wedy, Aiber, etc). This developed after what happened with A and Beyond, something that still haunts his dreams and is the one time he believed that the end didn’t justify the means. He enjoys puzzle solving and a good challenge and has an interest in science and the arts. L is not inexperienced when is comes to sexual situations, having lost his virginity to Wedy at the age of 18 and has experimented around with both her and Aiber through the years. He finds sex as a good outlet for stress and refuses to let feelings get involved, instead burying them deep down even if he does feel something. It would take someone who he views as an equal to break that habit of his. coughKiracough

Kinks: Finger sucking, dirty talk, phone sex, bondage, multiple orgasms (usually on the giving end of that and not the receiving end), rough sex, voyeurism, public fooling around, giving head, dry humping, words of affection (if you tell him he’s doing a good job dear GOD it gets him off), teasing, being put in life-threatening situations, thigh highs and short skirts, hair pulling, being dominated by Kira

Some important facts about my L (tw: suicide):

-Does not want and will not have children. Ever. That’s not to say he doesn’t have a soft spot for children (he loves the ones at the Wammy House) but as far as having his own he hates the idea.

-Attempted suicide by ingesting half a pill bottle at a very young age after being abandoned by his parents for being “different.” Was saved by Roger and Watari. Because of this experience, he has a savior complex when he sees a youth in turmoil.

-Any other questions, please feel free to ask!

#anon #rules and info #Thanks for the ask!

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rookieskrp · 7 years

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RK’S FOURTH BIRTHDAY CELEBRATIONS CONCLUDE

What better way to celebrate four years of Rookies than with a bit of a makeover, right? Yes, those of you that noticed the change in icon and/or that the main was private for about an hour probably guessed it. Check out our lovely new theme, courtesy of the amazing Mod Razel! Those of you that were around in December 2013 may feel a little familiarity in some of the graphics, because this theme drew inspiration from the first theme Rookies ever had. The new acceptance graphics will kick in next week, so please look forward to it! Pardon our dust as we clean everything up and apply the necessary changes to our numerous sideblogs, too. We had intentions of getting all of this finished yesterday at the end of the queue, but what can we say, sometimes high quality work takes a little bit more time!! We hope it was well worth the wait.

To conclude the celebrations of this incredible landmark, we, your staff team, wanted to share our feelings on all of this beyond just a blanket announcement-- in a little more of a personal way. We always enjoy reading all the posts from you guys when you reach an important benchmark on your characters, be it a year anniversary, a certain number of posts, or more, so this is our version of that as mods. If this compels you to embrace your feelings of nostalgia and fondness, feel free to make an OOC post to let it out. We’d love to hear what this anniversary means to you! Tag any relevant posts as #rkfourth so we can see them all. If you’re inspired to make graphics or start any other projects, too, feel free to! Now, onward with our feelings!!

bianca:

the fact i'm writing this right now is pretty surreal (especially since i forgot about it and had to do it while lying in bed ready to sleep). i was one of the last additions to the admod team and sometimes i still need to stop and think about it to remember that actually happened. i had been a member of rookies for less than a year when i was given the chance to become a mod and even if at first i wasn't sure if i was ready for the job i'm glad i took it! rookies has become something close to a second home to me and i often find myself choosing to write something instead of studying for an exam. during my time here i actually graduated from high school and got into an university which sounds crazy to me!! now debuts are happening and i can't wait to see what more this rp has in store for us. i truly do hope rookies continues going for many more years and that i can help it grow into something even better that can bring joy to whoever wants to join us (or is already part of the family)! watch out for events and see you next year, rookies!

razel:

ahhhhhh it’s already rookies fourth birthday *wipes tears* y’all grow up so fast i can’t believe we’re here four years later and rookies is still as alive and accommodating as it had began. i just want to thank the original admin team, julie and jaiden, for bringing to life a roleplay that’s both brought happiness and excitation for many of our muns. shoutout to piper for doing her absolute 100% best taking over and giving us a foundation to continue on after her leave. my fellow mod team who are literally THE BEST team y’all could ask for in running a roleplay. BUT ALSO who could forget our beautiful muns and muses we’ve seen come and go (as well as who are still here) without your participation, anticipation and love for rookies — none of this could really be possible. thank you for being so patient and hope everyone is excited for the future of rookies and the expectations of debuts in the new year! (i think we can all say this was a long time coming and i’m happy for those who have overcome this wait with us! rookies has always been my home away from home. from the very start, back in 2013, i had already known it would be hard to leave this place behind. with the countless muses i’ve created, rkqri has made a deep impression in my heart with her relationships as well as her development in the rk-verse. i honestly don’t know what i would have done without her or rookies to distract me from the stress irl had on me. it’s been my safe haven since 2013 until now and i’m happy to continue being here to see it til the very end! aghhhh i’m getting emotional but i’m super happy for rookies, it’s fourth birthday and for all the muses and muns who are still here and have made rookies their home as well. i Love ya, rookies 💓

sera:

hello, it’s your bandaid mod here! i still remember when i first joined rookies when shannen (former rkmyung) brought me over during the mgas2 season. i thought this place was amazing then (my first tumblr rp!) and i still think - despite the ups and downs i’ve felt as a member - that this place is incredible for lasting as long as it has! i’m beyond grateful to the current head mods for hiring me on within the last year because it was definitely a leap of faith on their part!! it’s even more of an honor to get to work on debut tier along with mod kyle (how y’all gonna trust me with these big tasks idk???) so i just want to say... thanks!!! to everyone for making the rookies community as fun, as stressful, and as rewarding as it is. i love it here more than i can possibly express. i’ll keep working hard as your mod from now on and as hyeri & joohyun for as long as i can! ♡

kyle:

Happy Birthday, Rookies! As a lot of you know, I’ve been here since the first day Rookies opened, four years ago! I’ve really enjoyed my time here and the opportunities I’ve had to bring my muses to life and to write with so many talented people over the years. I just want to say that Rookies has been a major part of my life for a long time now and I’m very grateful for that.

Over four years, I’ve played several characters, though probably Taeyeon is the one I’m best known for, having played her for every single day of the four years I’ve been here! My other two current muses are Seulgi and Sejeong, and I’m quite happy with how both of them have progressed so far! I’ve also played the actress Kim Jiwon, After School’s Lizzy, GFriend’s Yerin (who became Seulgi), APink’s Eunji, & Pristin’s Minkyung. I’ve enjoyed writing with all of you that I’ve had the chance to and even if I haven’t, I’ve enjoyed seeing you all here over the years, building your own characters in this world we share.

We have a lot more coming up in the future of Rookies, including debuts! (Finally, I know some of you are saying, myself included lol) I just want to say thank you for all of you that have been here, no matter how long or short of a time you’ve been here. Rookies is an amazing rpbecause of each and every one of you that takes the courage to put your writing out there. So really and truly, thank you for being here and sharing your lives, and your muses lives, with us. Here’s to more fantastic times in the future!

The only advice anybody can give is, if you wanna be a writer, keep writing. And read all you can, read everything. – Stan Lee

mira:

i remember feeling both excited and super nervous while writing my app to become a mod for rookies over two years ago - those who were close to me at the time can confirm that i wrote about six different versions for it, and ended up changing to a seventh one last minute because i STILL wasn't sure of what to send! i also remember the day mama piper told me she picked me as events mod as one of the happiest days of my life; i love her and rookies more than i can explain in this tiny little message and it means the world to me to have been chosen into such an important and special role in it. i know i've been lacking in my job and i would like to take the chance to apologize to all my members for being absent. i would also like to thank everyone for letting me be here and helping me grow both as a mod and as a person. please, know this: if i haven't been around as much as i should have, it's because i now finally have the strength and courage to take care of myself properly. i have accomplished many, many things this past year, and i know that i couldn't have done it without all that i've learned while being your events mod and your head of development. rookies is a part of me that i dearly love, and i promise i won't ever give up on it. it's not everyday you get to be a staff member of a rp that shares your own birthday, after all. ♡

carly:

i really honestly can’t believe rookies has been around for four years (people have entered and graduated HIGH SCHOOL in the time rookies has been open!!) but at the same time, i can. rookies always seemed like a special rp, and once it got through the original bumps, i’m really glad nothing stopped it. i think the most unbelievable thing is that i’m here, talking about this as a mod (admin???) those of you that have been around for a while have heard the story before. i joined rookies a few days before christmas 2013, and i was so overwhelmed by everything-- back then, my health was even worse than it is now, and i had no idea that i even had lyme disease, i was just sick allll the time. i thought for sure i would end up dropping in the first two weeks. i don’t actually remember how or why i stuck around, but by february, i was really invested and attached. over time, i started reading and liking every solo and sns post anyone ever posted, and kept up with what was going on in the lives of all of the characters here (i was inspired by our now former admin piper, who did the same thing before i did!) and i’m sure that’s what got me my dash mod job at the end of 2015. in my mod app, i said “i love rookies and rookies has helped me so much in the near two years i’ve been here, so i’d love to give back even half as much as i’ve gotten from it,“ and i think that sums up why i became a mod really well. rookies has been here for me when i didn’t know what all of my health issues were, when i got my diagnosis of lyme disease, and through all of the (continuing) ups and downs of treatment for it, and i can’t honestly express enough how wonderful it’s been for me to always count on rookies to be here as a creative outlet, and something to enjoy, and to always count on you all for your support. i like to think in the two years i’ve been a mod, that i’ve done a good job of giving back some of what i’ve gotten from rookies, though i think i still have some work to do before i reach giving back half as much, because you guys are always giving a lot to me every day, too. i should probably cut myself off before this gets EVEN LONGER so all the other mods can talk too (joke’s on you carly your message is so long that it got moved to the end) but i feel really blessed to be here in this exact moment, with the exact role i’ve had. i hope that my being a mod has made rookies a bit better of a place, and that your lives have been a little brighter because of it. thank you all for talking to me about your muses, and trusting me to sort out things that bother you, for choosing to spend your time and energy here, and for helping me learn and grow into a better person every day. in good times and bad, rookies has always been some of the good for me. i love you all dearly and i’ll keep working to make rookies a place you can enjoy for an even longer time ♡♡♡

#rkannouncement #rkfourth

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elysiumrp · 7 years

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Congratulations SAWYER! You have been accepted as Triston Fitz. Please go through the checklist and send in your account within 24 hours. If you need more time, make sure you send a message to the main.

Can I just say that your application blew me away? I can’t wait to see your take on Triston played out for us on the dash. You clearly tapped into the emotional conflict that I tried to instill in his character whenever I wrote his bio, and I can’t help but be extremely excited that someone else has noticed the innerworkings and details of Triston and his personality. Your sample paragraph in particular gave me a full fleshing out of the version of Triston that you have identified, and I am in love with the various details that you’ve already added as you’ve branched off from his bio. He’s a conflicted vampire to say the least, and he’s a conflicted vampire in a very conflicted time at that, so Triston’s future is uncertain and up to you to create. I can’t wait to see it. Welcome to Elysium!!

OOC INFO

Name: Sawyer Age: 21 Timezone: PST Preferred Pronouns: He/Him Previous RP Experience: [RFP] Activity Level: As with any writer my activity will be completely dependent on how involved I get into the group (hopefully as much as possible right?). You can expect daily if not semi-hourly activity from me. I will be on the dash and have never recieved an activity warning in my collective years as a writer. (I don’t apply to groups that I don’t intend to put 100% of my effort into.) Anything Else: P.S It’s been a while since I have attempted Tumblr based RP so it may take me a little bit longer than usual to set up an account if I am accepted. Only because I will have to refresh on xKit and all that jazz. (I code my own layouts for Roleplayer.me, Tumblr and Aniroleplay so I am definitely well versed in the coding formats for Tumblr.) Just figured I should let you all know that. Hopefully that doesn’t chase anyone off of this app.

IC INFO

Character Name: Triston Fitz Why did you choose this character:

For me to explain why I chose Triston out of the slew of other available open males I will have to tell you a bit about myself. As long as I can remember I have always been fascinated with despair. Yes I know that is a damned awful thing for someone to say, but let me explain; To me despair is the quintessential foundation for absolutely all human interaction. It quite literally defines who we are. Think about it; What has shaped you more as an individual? Your happy moments or the moments where you sink so low in your own despair that you either have to sacrifice a part of yourself to continue or show that you have what it takes to overcome adversity and tribulation. So for mark number one I was helplessly drawn in to Triston’s included details. The fact that to him, protecting those he cares about is more important than even his own life. It would leave me ample room to establish that he would never change this about himself, but that it eats him alive because he also knows he can’t ever go back to the people he cares most about; His family. Triston Fitz truly seemed like the character that could fit my unique quirks. His story spoke to me, as a brother myself I understand completely that ultimate level of protection that is a fundamental part of his personality. At the same time this man who wants to protect and help keep people safe is also aware of his own ravenous hunger. He attacked a man just walking down the street, I can only imagine how deeply that must be ingrained into his psyche. It would be the perfect form of self-betrayal; here you have a man so devoted to protection that he has become a bodyguard of the supernatural locale ruthlessly devouring a man out of sheer unkempt desire. So your question was; Why did I chose this character? That much is simple; the character spoke to me on a level that none others have so far. Which is why I am here, applying to hopefully breathe life to what I perceived as one of the most emotionally complex characters in your roster. I feel that I myself would be a great writer for the role as the “emotionally complex, yet equally stoic” man is sort of my personal favorite role. Several of the characters I have loved the most have been mentally complex characters. * A list of some of my previous characters/roles I have filled. If the admins would like direct links to profiles they can request them and I will happily provide.

—- Nathaniel Schyler: An abusive, controlling uncle/doctor. His fame was employed to mask his dark tendencies. He was very much a “puppet master” type role.

Kurty-Kurt: Obviously this is my nickname for my lovable werewolf with cancer. He was very emotionally unstable and very powerful as a new turned werewolf. This character shared the paternal protective nature that Triston displays to the point that he had been seriously burned in his wolf form while trying to protect his wounded mother figure from a pyro-obsessed witch. This left his wolf hideously disfigured until the next new moon and even carried over to his human form in the form of burn damage to his lungs.

Dominic Rilai: Dominic was one of the first roles I ever took on in the “supernatural” verses. A Celt turned vampire in a religious ceremony that promised to make him the ultimate warrior for his people. The ultimate protector, little did he know he wasn’t the only one of his kind. This role I feel is especially worth noting as Dominic was an vampire from around Triston’s era. (the mid to late 1500’s) His age granted him a healthy amount of power so I had to exercise the restraint of a character that had this power in the past. I know that this often can be one of the main concerns for admins when accepting applications for older more experienced character roles. How did that spiderman line go? “With great power comes great responsibility.”

Deucalion: Yes that’s right. I played none other than the Demon Wolf himself. The best part? People loved the unique way I established detail. Seeing as Deucalion is blind unless in his wolf form (in which he sees in a way similar to echo location it seems) I had to come up with different more textile ways to depict my details. Instead of focusing on what my character may have seen I focused on what he could feel. Even going as far as to clearly depict that I could proficiently write characters with adverse situations/conditions.

Eobard Thawne: The Reverse Flash. This role lasted for nearly 3 and a half years before I retired it as the RPG he was a part of fell apart due to a group of clique writers.

Abbadon: The Lord of The Abyss. A deity for a god-verse RP. Abbadon was the master of secrets and the abyss. He was constantly plotting and establishing connections that could give him advantageous opportunities.

Describe your plan for them:

I plan only to do my absolute best to embody what I felt your depiction of Triston Fitz was and to grow more with the community in hopes of forming connections that spark great writes and drive evolution of not just Triston, but any and everyone who would like to interact with us (in the event I am chosen to be his writer ofc). The most ideal way for things to work out would be that I get accepted, set up the profile and then jump head first into meeting and greeting the rest of the community. I’m a bit of a ‘go-getter’ so you could expect me to be one of the people constantly driving to connect to the other characters and writers. I’d love to eventually depict Triston so well that the admins themselves will be happy they chose me to be his writer. As a writer I am very driven by the story, I want to do anything I can to ensure that Triston does his part to help the story progress and bring the community more and more interesting and compelling interactions with this amazing character. He offers so much potential that I was actually quite surprised he was still listed as open. I want to tap into the despair that I feel lies within Triston’s heart and use it to flesh out even more of his background and story as he and I progress with the group and it’s plots. Truly I am in high hopes that I have finally found a new place to write and share my creative musings from a personal standpoint. Reading through EVERYTHING on your navi leads me to believe that the admins have experienced some of the unfortunate events that I have so they can perhaps offer a more unified and stable community for me to write in and partake of. The fact that their is an anti-clique rule is honestly amazing in my mind. Most groups don’t give a rats ass if their writers only write with literally 4 people in a group of 30+. So again, for the character I plan on putting my best foot forward and engaging with the other writers to help do my part to shape the group and the community we are establishing together as a whole. I’d like to depict that even though Triston’s area of employment may make people assume that he would be a big, daft jarhead bouncer type of man that you can’t judge a book by it’s amazon reviews. I want to open people’s eyes to the inner struggle of a man who lost it all and knows that despite how truly he desires it that he will never be able to get back the one thing that gave his life true meaning; His family. He is such a compelling and driving character, but I also feel he would do his best to depict his image as the opposite. I would love to highlight the contrasts in his personality. Almost as if there were two Tristons; The one that died the night of the attack and the one that lived to never tell the tale. These two beings are at constant war with themselves inside of him; He wants to protect, but needs to destroy (feed). He is a beautiful disaster, a brave warrior and one hell of a brother. At the end of the line that is what I want to do with him.

Describe your character’s feelings and reactions to the initial reveal of the supernatural world:

Initially Triston wasn’t certain what to feel. The veil that had kept most of their lives intact had finally been pulled back. He wasn’t sure whether or not it was the greatest thing ever to happen to his kind or if it was truly the beginning of the end. Man kind was never known for it’s accepting nature. Could the humans really accept his kind? Was there any hope that the polarity of the two could level out? Or had this reveal merely started the clock to the end? How long would it be until it started? The hate crimes and targeted oppression of his kind were all but inevitable. His protective nature would drive him to be off-put at first, the sheer uncertainty of the seemingly instantaneous reveal of the supernatural world would certainly be something that would be the talk of the ages. He only hoped that this wasn’t the calm before the storm. Or much worse the eye of the hurricane, surrounded by the storm as it rages around them. Triston would be uncertain, the endless stream of questions brought up by his long life would rush through his mind like the torrential current of the sea. He has been among man in secret for a majority of his long life. Five hundred years is plenty of time for him to have seen the true nature of man. To destroy what they don’t understand…

Describe your character’s feelings and reactions to the current state of the world, and how it impacts them as an individual:

Triston’s original uncertainty had come to fruition. Within the short duration and multiple collapses of the councils the humans had already established a ridiculous rule to prevent supernaturals from gathering. Segregation at it’s absolute most raw. The ways of man that he spoke of before? These were those ways. He knew all too well from his seemingly endless years on the world of man that the peace would not last. As if it had ever existed in the first place. There were problems of course with everything, but if there was anything Triston had learned from his long life it was how to adapt and survive. While the others were now forced into hiding he had already been in hiding; from himself, from the humans and even from his family. The rebellion gave him at least a minute glimmer of hope for the supernaturals en masse. At least they hadn’t given up and succumbed to this oppression. They still were uniting, even if the union was founded on the blood and bones of their friends and families. The unfortunate souls that were lost to the unavoidable conflict between the two worlds. Triston personally would face a much deeper confliction now. Of course he is pro supernatural, but does that have to inherently make him anti-human? Why did everything always have to be black and white. He was never good with absolutes, Hell the man couldn’t even bring the two parts of himself together; What hope did he have of trying to maintain the last shreds of decentsy and civility among the two castes? For now Triston would stick to what he knew; Protecting the Merlot and it’s denizens from the harsh reality that was encircling them all.

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The wind blew harshly against his cheeks as his footsteps carried him down the roads of the city he now called home. Triston had made a habit of walking a specific route every day that most would have wrongly assumed was to keep his toned physique up to par. In truth though Triston hoped by at least walking the streets, showing his face that he could open the eyes of the two sides of the broiling feud and show them that it was possible to live among eachother peacefully. In his mind it didn’t fully make sense, but he felt the need to do it regardless. He took the time on these walks to observe his city and the people of it; doing whatever he could in order to learn the current state of affairs. Triston wasn’t one to directly confront someone for information, his time as a bodyguard had show him that patience and a listening ear accomplish much more than muscle and brawn ever could. Just as he was getting lost in his observations he would collide with another male, the force of his spaced out walking apparently enough to knock the other man’s groceries all over the sidewalk. “What the hell was that?!? Watch where you’re going punk!” The other would holler out in spite towards Triston, the tone in his voice rang through and through with aggression. Triston had only moments to assess the situation. He stooped low and collected the other man’s groceries, returning them to the other man immediately upon standing to his feet.

His toned arm extended the bag as he spoke his apology, “Yeah, That was my bad. No dodging that, Sorry man. Have a nice day.” His arm remained there for several seconds as the other male stood bewildered by the sincerity in his voice. Triston would even let the edges of his lips curve upward, forming a light smile that accompanied his apology almost perfectly. The Merlot certainly taught him how to diffuse a potentially violent situation as quickly and with as little confrontation as possible. The higher ups didn’t like it when they received complaints about violence among their patrons. That was after all why they paid him to do the job. He was big, he was the personification of the golden boy. His smiles charmed vipers and his words calmed the raging seas, five hundred years in the making Triston had become a master of speechcraft. The man finally collected himself and accepted his groceries back before heading on his way, a content look on his face masked how terrible the man must have felt for reacting so abrasively before. Triston simply tucked his hands into his pockets and continued his walk. Another conflict avoided, another person shown compassion and understanding. That’s how Triston would take his stand in everything that was going on, he just wanted everyone to try and coexist. They had done it for so long without any issues except for the occassional upset, but you don’t judge the entirety of the supernatural worlds based on the actions of specific individuals. There were good people here too, some that didn’t always have the choice of becoming what they are now. Hell, even he didn’t remember any vampire appearing before him. Everything from that day was a haze lost in his adrenaline fueled need to protect his brother from certain injury. Could the humans really judge them so harshly? Hadn’t the humans been waging wars long before the supernaturals were even publicly acknowledged as a reality? The entirety of that situation just left him feeling more desolate than before. One thing was certain, Triston would do whatever it took to keep those he cared for safe. From anyone or anything that tried to harm them; Human or not.

At the same time Triston had been fighting with his conflicted heart again; one side wanted everyone to try and restore the balance that once existed despite how fragile it was, the other knows all too well that any connections that could be made can just as easily be broken or more likely stolen away from you. These damned cynical thoughts plagued his thoughts immensely, he reached to the bridge of his nose and pinched it tightly. He shook his head and tilted his head higher. “Just gotta keep going. You owe it to them. You’re a survivor and you know it. Keep them at hands distance, dont get attached and you’ll be fine.” How were they ever supposed to fix their situation if they couldn’t even agree on what the issues were? He shook his head again before rounding the corner, the inviting visage of The Merlot looming just ahead. He plastered back on his broken smile and spoke to himself again, “Just another day in Hell right?” It wasn’t that he didn’t appreciate his job, he just didn’t see it being his final stop. Sure he had settled down for now and tried to establish at least something worth holding on to, but he wasn’t one for hopeless optimism in a world of cold reality. Eventually he knew something would likely drive him to continue his wandering. He wasn’t sure if he was searching for a new meaning, a new start or a new life, but one thing was absolutely clear; He could never, ever go back.

Any questions/concerns/things you’d like to change: (siblings to add, pronouns, sexuality you’d like to specify, personality, face claim, history, etc., etc.)

The only thing I would like to request is input on the app regardless of acceptance or not. As I am returning to tumblr RPG after a decent break the ability to improve or progress further is all I ask for in return for my time. So please let me know if there is anything you guys have to offer as input. Positive or negative; It will be used constructively to help improve my writing and/or future apps.

P.S I am definitely capable of writing much more than I did for the sample. I actually prefer novella writing as I feel it lets me flesh out more distinctive and concise details. I tried to stick a bit closer to the lighter end of para for this as to not come off as a try hard. If you would like a more lengthy sample to get a better idea of my writing ability please don’t hesitate to say so!

#accepted #lsrpg #lsrp #supernatural rp #vampire rp

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teacups-and-murder · 8 years

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A Night in High Wycombe

Hello just a little note before you dive into this fic, first of all, it came out a LOT longer than I expected. So if you read the whole thing I will be eternally grateful. <3 Secondly, this is pure fluff because I just really needed to see Sherlock getting taken care of after TLD. I hope it’s not OOC. Any feedback is appreciated.

Much love. <3

(Also if you have any Adlock requests please send them to me because I am dying to write more.)

Happy Birthday, sexy.

An innocent enough text, he supposed.

Despite that, it burned a hole in Sherlock’s pocket.

He couldn’t stop thinking about it. Especially after what John had told him. Yes, he’d texted Irene before, but never with the intentions of actually seeing her. It was only a distraction. Something to keep his mind off of whatever was taking place in the present.

Cake with John, Molly, and Rosie was nice. Mostly because he got to hold Rosie the entire time. (He wouldn’t tell anyone that though.) He fed Rosie a tiny bite of cake despite John’s wishes and the baby laughed with delight. It put a smile on everyone’s face. But soon the night was over and Molly was escorting Sherlock back to his flat. While he understood why everyone was concerned about him, the constant presence of someone else in the flat was going to get on his nerves rather quickly. Especially as he continued to withdraw from the drugs he’d been taking.

Sherlock only knew one thing for certain: he’d never been more exhausted in his life. This case had been physically draining in the extreme and he was going to need more time than usual to recoup.

When he and Molly arrived at his flat, he immediately hung his coat and made his way towards his bedroom. “Where are you going?” Molly asked, standing in the living room.

“To bed. To sleep.” Sherlock said with a wave of his hand.

“Right. Well I’ll be out here ‘till Mrs. Hudson comes up…”

Sherlock merely waved his hand again, acknowledging that he’d heard her. He made it to his room and closed the door behind him. He fell onto his bed with a sigh.

It was then that he pulled out the phone… He bit his lip nervously, fingers hovering hesitantly over the screen…

Before you ask about dinner, I’m not hungry. –SH

Sherlock sent the message and quickly put his phone face down on his night stand. He ran his hands over his face, contemplating what he had just done. He jumped as his phone gave off the alert he was too familiar with. He wasn’t expecting a reply that quickly.

Good. We can skip to the fun part.

I’m sure you’ve been watching the news. I’m currently ‘grounded’ to my flat. No fun tonight. –SH

Oh, Sherlock, you underestimate your own abilities.

Sherlock stared up at his ceiling, phone on his chest. He took a few deep breaths, considering his options. He glanced to the door, then at the time. He took another deep breath and then sent his reply.

And if, I wanted to have a bit of fun, as you put it, where would I find you? –SH

I just so happen to be in London tonight.

You didn’t ‘just so happen,’ you planned it. –SH

Alright, maybe I did. Does that change anything?

Oh god what was Sherlock doing. What was he doing?!

Come find me, Mr. Holmes. [Location Attached]

Oh no. This was bad. This was very bad. He sat up on his bed, looked at the address…. Oh she was bad.

He hesitated for only a single moment before he quietly went to his door and turned the lock…

Sherlock’s escape from Baker Street went exactly according to plan. It wasn’t long before he found himself at the address Irene had sent him. He found himself running a hand through his hair as he stood in front of the door. He cleared his throat and then knocked lightly.

In a matter of moments, the door opened. Irene stood on the other side, her gentle curls falling past her shoulders. Sherlock couldn’t help but marvel for a moment at how she hadn’t changed in the slightest since the last time he saw her. “I didn’t think you’d come.” She said, actually sounding surprised.

Sherlock couldn’t help but raise a single brow. “The May Fair Hotel?” he asked. “Dangerously close to the word Mayfly, don’t you think?”

Irene smirked. “Well you know I did enjoy that case. You shouldn’t be surprised that I still read John’s blog.” She stepped aside and Sherlock stepped in.

“The implications are what I take issue with.”

“You mean the implications that I’m going to make you truly live for a day?” Irene teased. She closed the door behind him and her arms came up to his shoulders, running down his arms. “You’re not wearing your coat.”

“Well I couldn’t exactly grab my coat without letting on that I would be sneaking out.” He replied, looking over his shoulder at her. Irene walked around to face him. Sherlock felt for a moment as though she were a predator, circling her prey. He could practically feel her gaze on him and wondered what was running through her mind.

“Well the news reporters weren’t exaggerating, were they? You really did relapse?”

Sherlock blinked rapidly for a moment. It wasn’t what he was expecting. “Well… yes.”

“Well then… I know just what to do with you…” She said. She grabbed his hand and led him to her bed. “Sit.”

Sherlock did as he was told. He felt his heart lurch into his throat. All of this was very new. Of course he’d imagined situations like this in his Mind Palace with Irene. What would happen if he ever actually did accept her invitation to ‘dinner.’ But imagining it and actually doing it were two different things. Irene disappeared from the room and Sherlock was left sitting on the bed. He clasped his hands together nervously in front of him and worried at his lip.

When Irene came back in the room minutes later Sherlock started to speak, “Irene, I just want you to know that I’ve never-”

Irene placed a single finger over Sherlock’s lips in order to quiet him. “Shh.” She said, before her hand moved to stroke down the side of his face. “Sherlock Holmes, I am going to have you… And I really do mean have… But not tonight.”

Sherlock’s brow furrowed in confusion and he went to speak again, but was quieted once more.

“I told you I know just what to do with you. What you need. Are you going to trust me?”

Sherlock nodded.

“Good. Come on, then.” She offered him her hand and Sherlock took it. Irene led him from the main room and into the bathroom.

Sherlock’s brow furrowed in confusion yet again. “A bath?”

“Have you seen yourself lately, Sherlock?” She gently grabbed his chin and turned it towards the mirror. “You’ve lost two stone, at least. And your poor eye…” she tutted and turned his chin again so that they were looking directly at each other. “I want you, more than anything, Sherlock. But I want you healthy. I want you at your best. So tonight, you’re going to get a bath and a shave and possibly even a hair cut and then… we’re simply going to enjoy each other’s company… our intellect…” She raised a brow. “Sound fair?”

Sherlock’s shoulders released some of their tension and he nodded. Yes. She was right. That was exactly what he needed right now.

“See? I told you I know what people like.” She teased. She leaned up to press a gentle kiss to Sherlock’s lips. Sherlock’s breath hitched slightly as he felt a warmth in his chest that he wasn’t sure he’d felt before. But as quickly as her lips pressed against his, they were gone.

Irene’s eyes drifted to Sherlock’s chest and she began to unbutton his shirt. It wasn’t long before Sherlock was completely exposed in front of her. It reminded him of when they first met each other. “Not sure where to look?” Sherlock asked quietly, a smirk playing at his lips.

“Get in that bath before I make you get in the bath.” Irene threatened lightly.

Sherlock did as he was told once more. He was too tired to argue and he was sure Irene knew that. Once he was in the bath he let Irene do as she wished. First she took a cloth and carefully made sure his skin was clean of any grime. Then she put lotion on her hands and worked at his shoulders, musing aloud at how tense he was. Sherlock tried to relax, but the more he thought about it the more tense he got. It was frustrating. He wanted to be able to relax… for Irene. He wanted to be able to please her. (He was still working out why that was.)

“Love, listen to me.” Irene started, her hands rubbing at his neck now. “I can see you thinking. I want you to stop thinking for a moment. Just focus on my hands, how they move across your skin, how your muscles relax under them.”

“But they’re not relaxing.” Sherlock grumbled.

“But they will. I promise.” Irene replied quickly. “Just don’t think about it.”

Sherlock Holmes? Not think about it?

“Close your eyes. Focus on your breathing.” Irene instructed further.

Sherlock gave a small nod and closed his eyes. He took a deep breath in through his nose and let it out slowly through his mouth. After his return from the dead, he’d suffered nightmares from the torture he’d endured during his time away. He’d had to teach himself deep breathing techniques in order to cope. Once he’d started going on cases with John again, the nightmares had become much less frequent. But now that he thought about it, he wondered why Irene didn’t say anything about the scars on his back. He was sure she had-

“You’re still thinking.” Irene said softly.

Right. No thinking. Deep breath in… and out. He felt Irene’s hands leave his neck. Soon she was pouring water over his head to soak his curls. Then she began to massage his scalp as she worked shampoo into his hair. A soft sigh escaped Sherlock’s lips without him even realizing. Irene smirked to herself.

Everything became warm and fuzzy after that for Sherlock. He didn’t realize until Irene spoke next that he was practically dozing off in the tub. “Let’s get you out and dry.” She said quietly, carding her fingers through Sherlock’s hair once more. “Mm.” Sherlock merely hummed in response. Once he was dry Irene helped him into a clean set of clothes. “How did you…?” he started to ask.

“You’re not the only one that can predict people’s behavior.” Irene teased. She moved a chair that was in the corner over and put it directly behind him. “Now sit and we’ll get rid of that stubble. I prefer you clean shaven. Gives me a better view of those lovely cheekbones.”

Sherlock smiled slightly and sat. He subconsciously scratched at his cheeks. He really had let himself go these past weeks… How long had it been since Mary’s death? He counted backwards. One month and two weeks? That was if he had today’s date correct.

Irene titled Sherlock’s head back and after applying shaving cream began to carefully rid his cheeks of the scruffy facial hair he’d managed to grow. Sherlock could see her eyes taking in the bruises on his face. He could see her particularly looking at his eye again. He knew it looked horrible.

“Hyphema.” He said quietly.

“What?” Irene asked, her eyes now watching her hands, making sure she didn’t slip. But she was a professional. Sherlock could tell this wasn’t the first time she’d done this with someone.

“You were looking at my eye. The word for the bleeding in my eye is called hyphema.” He explained. “It’ll go away eventually, don’t worry.”

Irene stopped her work for a moment and gently caressed Sherlock’s face. Her thumb ran underneath his injured eye. She looked every bit concerned. “Who did this to you, Sherlock?”

Sherlock swallowed and looked away. His voice was barely a whisper. “John.”

Irene’s hand came away quickly and she nearly gasped. “He wouldn’t…”

“I…” Sherlock started and then stopped. John had said he hadn’t killed Mary, but he still felt responsible. Sherlock felt his eyes begin to burn and so he closed them. “His wife died. She was shot protecting me.” He took a deep breath in through his nose, though it held a slight shake.

“Oh, love…” Irene whispered, her fingers running through his hair once more. “Is that what all this drugs thing was about?”

“Sort of.” Sherlock answered.

Irene sighed and finished shaving Sherlock’s chin. She took a wet cloth and made sure his skin was clean and smooth. “There.” She said with a smile. “Much better.”

“Now what do we do?” Sherlock asked.

“Like I said, enjoy each other’s company.” Irene answered. She took Sherlock’s hand and led him back out to the bedroom. She went to the bedside table where there was a bottle of wine and two glasses. She filled them both halfway, handing one to Sherlock. She tapped her glass lightly against his. “Happy Birthday, Sherlock.” She said with a smile.

Sherlock nodded, lifting his glass slightly in response. “Thank you.” He said quietly, taking a small sip of the rich, red wine.

“Can I guess your age?” Irene asked before sitting on the edge of the bed.

Sherlock’s brow furrowed together. “You mean you don’t know?”

Irene smiled and shook her head. “No. I only figured out your actual birth day… not the year specifically.”

Sherlock sat on the bed beside her. “Well go on then.”

Irene was quiet for a moment, carefully thinking about her answer. “Thirty-two.”

Sherlock chuckled. “I’m flattered.” He kept his gaze on the wall, taking another sip from his glass.

Irene’s brow furrowed together. “Thirty-four?”

“Warmer.”

Irene’s gaze looked Sherlock up and down. She wore a look of surprise. “Sherlock Holmes, you cannot be forty years old.”

“Close enough.”

“Thirty-nine?”

Sherlock raised his glass to signal she’d finally found the correct answer. He finished his glass with one last swallow, placing the glass back on the table beside the bed. “Promise you won’t tell?” he joked lightly.

“Does John know?” Irene asked curiously.

“No… Well he didn’t. I… forgot to put my phone on silent today and he heard your text alert.”

Irene laughed. “You still have it set to the one I made you? All those years ago?”

Sherlock felt his cheeks grow warm and blamed it on the little wine he’d just had. “I suppose I never got around to changing it.”

Irene smiled at him fondly and didn’t comment on it further. Moving carefully, so as not to spill the wine in her hand, she moved so that she was leaning back against the pillows at the top of the bed. “Come on,” she urged, patting the bed beside her. “Come lie with me.”

Sherlock swallowed and his mouth opened and closed. “I-I don’t-”

Irene rolled her eyes and reached out to grab his hand. “Come on.” She pulled him until he was lying down beside her, his head on her shoulder. She held her wine with one hand while the other played with Sherlock’s curls. They sat in silence for a moment as Sherlock adjusted to this new position. “You’ve really never done this before with anyone, have you?” Irene asked quietly.

Sherlock hesitated before carefully wrapping one of his arms across Irene’s abdomen, settling into the position more. “Not this way… not really.”

“What do you mean by that?” she asked, eager to learn more about her favorite Holmes.

Sherlock hesitated yet again. “Back in uni… I would trade sexual favors for drugs. I could read people. Knew what they were looking for. And they paid me well.” He cleared his throat. “But that was a long time ago. I was desperate. Didn’t know how to cope with my need for a high. I’ve learned different ways to manage that now.”

“But you’ve never, been in a relationship with someone? Willingly?” She asked.

Sherlock shook his head slightly. “Not outside of case work.”

Irene began to expertly massage Sherlock’s scalp, like she’d done before in the bath. Sherlock couldn’t help but hum in content, allowing his eyes to close. “I should have known you’d be a sucker for a scalp massage.” She teased.

“It feels nice.” He answered honestly.

Irene smiled to herself and continued to gently run her fingers through Sherlock’s hair. Occasionally they moved down to massage his neck and jaw. “So you were close with her? John’s wife, Mary?”

“Mmhm.” Sherlock answered in a low voice. “She was my friend. She liked me.”

“But not how you like me?”

Sherlock snorted. “No, not that way.”

“So you do like me? In a different sort of way?” Sherlock could practically hear the smile in her voice.

“Yes of course I do.” Sherlock could feel himself relaxing more and more into Irene’s side. He was glad he had already closed his eyes because they felt impossible to open at the moment. His environment was becoming warm and fuzzy again, just like it had in the bath…

“Sherlock?”

“Hm?”

“Does John know you’re here?”

Sherlock’s brow furrowed slightly. “Well of course not, I snuck out.”

“Right.”

Sherlock took a deep breath in through his nose and then sighed. “Speaking of, I should probably go.”

“But you’re not going to.”

“But ‘m not going to.”

The room was quiet as they simply enjoyed each other’s presence. Irene, lost in her thoughts for a moment, turned her head down slightly to try and get a glimpse of Sherlock’s face. She could feel his body relaxing, his breaths getting longer and deeper. “Sherlock? You still with me?”

“Mm?” he hummed.

“I have to ask…about the scars…” She put down her now empty glass of wine and tilted Sherlock’s chin up so that she could look in his eyes. Sherlock opened his eyes, but Irene could easily see just how exhausted he was. His good eye was glassy, his bad one practically tearing up. The underneath of his bad eye was bruised, but she could see the dark imprint a lack of sleep had left under his good one. “They’re deep…thick…”

“I got them during my time away.” Sherlock whispered, blinking heavily. “I had to go deep cover…and it ended rather badly.”

“You know for a while I thought you were dead… Actually dead.” Irene said. Sherlock yawned widely while Irene spoke, his eyes forcing themselves shut as he nestled back in against Irene’s shoulder. “But one day, I heard about a man in France being found dead. Someone I knew that was connected to Jim Moriarty. And I just knew you were alive. Then of course, when you came back to London and the media found out, there was no denying it then. You were all over the news… Sherlock?”

Sherlock made no reply. His lips were parted slightly as he was lost to the world, deep in sleep already. Irene couldn’t help but chuckle under her breath. God knew he needed it, but never would Irene have imagined this was how her night was going to go. She waited a moment more and then slipped her hand into Sherlock’s trouser pocket, finding his mobile. The man didn’t move a muscle, complete dead weight against her side.

She frowned as she realized his phone was password protected. Of course it would be. She mulled over it for a moment and put in the first thing that came to mind. She tried not to laugh when it was correct. ‘221B.’ And Sherlock had said her password was predictable.

She found the number for Dr. John H. Watson. She typed a message, sent it, and then deleted it. After a moment’s thought, she pulled up Sherlock’s camera and snapped a quick photo. She put the phone back in Sherlock’s pocket, knowing he’d be none the wiser. Not until much later when he discovered the photo. She pressed a kiss to the top of Sherlock’s head. “Goodnight, Mr. Holmes.” She whispered.

The next day John arrived at Baker Street at 6PM, just like he’d said he would.

Sherlock was sitting cross legged in his chair when John arrived, fingers pressed together under his chin. His eyes were closed. He looked as though he’d been in deep thought for a while.

“You look better.” John commented, trying not to smirk.

Sherlock’s eyes opened, taking in John’s presence in the flat. “When did you get here?”

“Just now.” John answered. He bit down on his lower lip, seriously trying to repress a smile.

Sherlock’s brow furrowed together as he took in John’s expression. “What?” he demanded.

“Nothing, nothing it’s uh just… you shaved.”

Sherlock blinked a few times. “Definitely, yes. I did in fact shave...” he stumbled. “I’ve never been one for facial hair, you know that, John.”

John cleared his throat as he entered the kitchen. He put the kettle on, preparing to make them both some tea before he made Sherlock something to eat as well. “So, um, what time did you get back? After your little night out?”

Sherlock’s face paled and John let out the laugh that he’d been holding in. Sherlock’s hands then went to cover his face. “She didn’t.”

“Oh, she did.”

wow if you’re still here first of all I want to tell you I love you <3 Second of all, this was just really fulfilling my wish to see soft!Sherlock with Irene and Irene taking care of our poor detective. :’) It’s also part of my ‘let Sherlock get some sleep 2k17′ campaign. Hope you enjoyed!!

#adlock #the adlock yacht #sherlock holmes #irene adler #sherlock ficlet #adlock ficlet #sherene #sherlock bbc #bbc sherlock #sherlock #the lying detective #the lying detective tag

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We’re excited to announce that Ace has decided to level up X Scott from a mumu minor character to a main character! Please go through the checklist to make sure you’re ready to go and send in your account within the next 24 hours.

OOC INFO

Name + pronouns: Ace + She/Her/It Age: 31 Timezone: CST Ships: X/Chemistry, X/Kindness, X/Acceptance Anti-Ships: X/forced

IC INFO

Full Name: Layla “X” Simone Scott Face Claim: Ari Fitz Age/Birthday: 25 / December 1, 1992 Occupation: artist/barista/waitress/children’s birthday party performer/regular Jack of all trades Personality: kind, calm, silly, humble, artistic. Hometown: St. Louis, MO Bio: Layla Simone Scott was an answered prayer. After 10 years of marriage and 3 little boys, Caroline Scott finally had the baby girl she had wished so desperately for. Caroline had dreamed of having a little girl of her own ever since she was a little girl herself. When Layla was born her mother envisioned pink, ribbons and bows, her own little perfect princess. Dreams don’t always turn out how we envision them.

As a child, Layla didn’t exactly fit the traditional description of a Tomboy, but it tended to be the label that persisted. She was never very interested in sports, and she didn’t necessarily spend more time with little boys over little girls, with the exception of her big brothers. In fact, Layla spent most of her time alone in her room drawing fantastical worlds and people who would grow from her imagination. In these imaginary worlds Layla belonged, the imaginary people loved her and didn’t want her to be anything other than who she was. Her Tomboy title partly came from the fact that she loved wearing her brother’s clothes and she on more than one occasion attempted to cut off her hair, to her mother’s dismay. She ran around in makeshift capes fighting invisible villains and putting the masked crusaders she created with crayons and colored pencils on the refrigerator.

Very early own Layla realized she wasn’t exactly comfortable with the role the world had assigned her, though she didn’t have the tools to describe what she was feeling. What she knew was she hated the dresses her mother put her in, she didn’t have any connection to the name her parents gave her, and she didn’t fit the mold. Being from a black baptist family there were certain expectations for little girls and quite a bit of time spent in church was apart of that deal. Layla enjoyed the music but everything else was a constant reminder that she didn’t belong. The word of God was to be paid careful attention to, but being preached at just made Layla uncomfortable.

Those questions of belonging and who Layla truly was needed to be expressed and explored in some manner and her chosen route, or that thing that chose her was art. She couldn’t remember a time where she wasn’t getting lost in creating her own visual stories or getting lost in those created by others. Going on a journey through imagery was an indescribable comfort and actually creating those voyages was cathartic. It was also so nice to just be good at something that she actually enjoyed doing. It opened up a world comics and anime which would eventually open up a distant community.

The older she got, the more she rejected the norm, the more strained life at home became. Her mother seemed to resent the fact that she wasn’t the little girl of her dreams, her father seemed to feel a level of visible embarrassment and her brothers who she felt closest to started to follow her parent’s lead. Once high school came along things were tough but life wasn’t without a few extremely cherished bright spots. Including her very first real friend. Layla had never had friends before, at least not ones she hadn’t met online. Her social awkwardness didn’t help this any, but her first true friend saw right through that.

Layla hated the clothes her parents bought her, so she’d find ways to turn them into something more expressive of who she sort of felt she was, or was maybe becoming. The clothing she wore, the way she presented herself to the world, like art, became an outlet for Layla. She’d leave home in one set of clothing and arrive at school in another. These clothes that would be cut, drawn on, and seemingly mismatched became a source of ridicule from her peers. One day, she was being pushed around by a couple of boys and Layla’s real life Superhero appeared out of nowhere and saved the day. Punching one of the boys right in the face. Layla couldn’t believe her eyes, and if she told the story today she would have said thematic music played along. Tasha Anders, stretched her hand out to help Layla Up from the ground were she’d fallen at some point. The introduction went something like, “Are you a mutant? That was some crazy strength behind that punch… // Why? Are you trying to recruit me, Professor X?” And the rest was history.

Tasha eventually became the one person in the world to accept them for who they were, Professor X. Layla told Tasha how much she didn’t like her given name in their many soul pourings, and from that point on Tasha only called them Professor X, or just X. The girl was also the first person to tell X that it was okay to not be a her or a him. It was okay to hover somewhere in between, and though X didn’t quite believe that at the time, the warmth that came from that permission was something that couldn’t be put into words. Tasha had opened up so many new doors in Xs life, the girl was magic. They explored the city together, and they were inspired by one another. X’s art became something… more. Tasha was her first friend, first muse, first love and the first important loss in her life. The girl at some point became X’s home when the world was too tough to bare. And the abrupt way Tasha disappeared from their life still leaves a big lingering ‘why’.

Slight confidence came with the new realization that their was beauty in who they were and weren’t. X moved through their space differently. They’d felt the loss deeply, but there was comfort in the knowledge that they could be loved for exactly who they were, even if only for a short while. X focused even more on telling beautiful meaningful stories with their work, and it wasn’t until then that they realized they wanted to share those stories with other people. They began showing their art at school and suddenly became the weird artsy kid instead of just weird and surprisingly, that made them less of a pariah.

As X grew more into who they were towing the line at home became increasingly difficult. Eventually X leaning more into their authentic self became more than their parents could handle, and they were essentially exiled from their home. While they figured out what came next X found themselves sleeping on one of their brother’s couches, dreaming of a quick escape. It was made clear the situation had to be temporary so making the dream escape a reality was imperative. Somehow X knew it would all be figured out, so when Alex sort of appeared with a magical solution, they weren’t surprised. Alex was a kid who hadn’t necessarily spoken much to X in the past but didn’t make fun of them, and recently begun to greatly admire the work they brought to school. He’d heard about the Scott family drama, as did everyone in their little area of town, and he reached out. Turns out he had an aunt in New York, a place very present in X’s work at the time. The two of them pleaded X’s case and eventually the woman agreed to take X in for a little while. It may have seemed crazy to agree to live with a complete stranger in a place they knew no one, but it was the perfect solution for X in that moment.

When X arrived at Grand Central Station, they breathed their biggest sigh of relief. Mona Thorne, the aunt of Alex, and the second of X’s real life heros was a small middle aged grumbly black lesbian. Standing in the middle of the train station with a sign that said “Alex’s Homeless Friend’, she was also the most beautiful site X had ever seen. Mona had three rules, go to school or get a GED, pay for your own food, and no company in the apartment. X got their GED within a couple months and quickly picked up a waitressing job. Life goes on.

It took a bit of time for X to adjust to the city, but NYC eventually became the home. They worked, volunteered, created and explored. Art was around every corner as well as other like minded sensitive souls. That meant by the time Mona eventually moved back to Missouri to help take care of her mother, X had already grown into her “everything works out in the end” attitude. The collection of friends from all walks of life, including the eclectic A-Cup group, they made continued to grow, which made their newly vagabond existence much easier, sometimes even preferable. They spent years couchsurfing and sometimes making parks or roofs their room for the night. They were not only creating adventures through their art but actually living them.

X considers themselves a serious artist but has in the past been reluctant about fully pursuing art as a career. They were afraid of becoming less authentic, but the desire to change the world through art has recently become stronger than the fear of becoming a sellout. They are now on a new mission to share their art with the world

Pets: No pets because they’ve never had a steady place to live but X would love a kitty.

EXTRA INFO

Twitter name/twitter URL/description: ProfessorX/@XXXistential/ I’m going to change the world one canvas at a time

Five latest tweets:

@XXXistential: Ororo Munroe, you have my heart forever.

@XXXistential: You’re only inviting me to your party to be be your sober driver and I’m okay with that

Because I want you home safe and I want your chips and dip

@XXXistential: Hufflepuffs In the House!!!

@XXXistential: To perform every action artfully is yoga. -Swami Kripalu

@XXXistential Working a birthday party next weekend and I have some new things I want to try out. Who’s going to be my face painting guinea pig?

Relationships

Sam: Sam is the first person X felt deeply connected too in a very long time. She is there best friend and unrequited love. X has accepted that nothing will ever happen with them but has yet to figure out the formula for getting over Sam

Stevie: Stevie is actually one of X’s favorite humans. Stevie’s slightly grumpy nature poses a challenge X enjoys, trying to bring a smile to her face no matter how much the girl resists.

Hunter: They first became friends when Hunter began commissioning X’s work for her bar. Hunter is one of the few people who just makes X laugh for no reason at all. The woman’s energy is sort of the opposite of X’s and that’s intriguing.

Teddy: Teddy is this enigma of a person that X has a great desire to figure out. And X is one of the few people Teddy tolerates. They have an interesting friendship that X holds dear.

#accepted #acup: level up

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