#Ass Pancakes RP

[asspancakefreak]

About/Pinned

Welcome to an 20+ Indie RP side-blog for the beloved (or hated) TF2 freak, Ass Pancakes. At least my interpretation. People below 18 please DNI.

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First off, lets start with some warnings.

This blog will be NSFW for a variety of reasons. Including but not limited to, dumbofassery, blood, gore, violence, possible cannibalism (though Pancakes ain't into that), excessive consumption of BONK, some drugs, mental/emotional episodes, with more or less sexual themes. Okay probably higher amounts of suggestive themes. Pancake can be a degenerate. Not all will be a constant theme though to be safe rather not have minors interacting for my peace of mind.

Rules n' Such

I will not talk about politics or IRL events IC or OOC. I am here for fun and to take a break from reality. If you want that on your blog at least tag it, please.

I will not be able to follow everyone back and if I do the main is to my RED scout OC @bruisedknuckledbuckshot. Even if I do not follow back from my main it does not mean that I am not some level of interested.

Shipping is not the main concern of this blog. I do not exactly plan to tie Pancakes down to anyone unless it really clicks. Do not take it personal if he fools around with someone else, it's not cheating if he never planned on it being serious. And will voice it as such.

There will be some level of fair fights. Ass Pancakes is canonly pretty fast and resilient but not immortal or completely impossible to hurt. Just may be a bit harder to accomplish even if he is more 'beefed' out than regular mercenaries. BUT WONT ONE SHOT WITHOUT WARNING. Do not act surprise if he hurts your character after I give a fair warning, especially if he is threatened.

Other Info

Mun is 30 female and have been RPing for about 13-15 years now with some on and off health issues. Been in and out of the fandom at least since 2010.

I can attempt RP semi lengthy replies to very short crack RPs. Though if you give me only one word reply after i write several sentences then I will not bother. Not fair to either one of us otherwise.

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[ballintm]

w-...?? who da hell is THIS

[allykatsart]

Who is Peccantum?

Peccantum is an old OC of mine translated into Hazbin hotel! Here he is a sinner, a deer boi with anxiety, trauma and a deep craving for power!

After he died, Peccantum sought out and made a deal with a certain radio demon. Seven years later, it comes to bite him in the ass as Alastor calls upon him to work as Hazbin's hotel bellhop/magician/errand boy! Now he's thrown into these wacky adventures while trying to navigate a rocky relationship with his new boss.

More about Peccantum:

Comics-

Checking In

The Teleporting Thing with Alastor

Making Poison with Pentious

The Daughter of Lucifer

Cleaning Day with Nifty

Feeding the Power Hungry

Dead Air

Episode 3 Making Friends

Absolutely Flustered by Angel

Meeting Vox

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5

Peccantum's Deal

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

Game Night

Episode 5 Aftermath w/Husk

Episode 6 w/ Cherri

Episode 7 Aftermath w/Charlie

Post Episode 8 Part 1

Post Episode 8 Part 2 (TW:Blood/Violence/Slight gore)

Pancakes with Lucifer

Lessons with Alastor (RP based)

Animations-

Cut My Hair — Animation

Animation — Magic Show!

Curiosity — AU Animation

Esmeralda — Animatic

Sell my Sour Soul — Short

THIS close — Short

Circle Dot, Heart Shot — animation

Doodles-

Only Human After All

Height Chart

Houdini!

Happy Peccantum Sketch

Deer oh deer what have we here?

Shadows

?????????

Outfit- Ready for a Fight

Ears up

Ask Event!

Magic practice

Reaction Time

Who is Dolf?

Dubs (Apparently???????)

AlyexVA

Peccantum's Deal Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Checking In

Rain melody

Checking in

Ep 7 aftermath

Asks-

What is Peccantum?

Styling Peccantum's hair

Deer in the headlights

Small Things

Peccantum's 'Stalker wall'

Non-Canon Crossover with Fallen Emily

Domestic Stuff

Peccantum's Past, Future, and Present

Betting on rivals

A quote from IMP

Houdini vs Alastor

Parental issues

Peccantum's Voice

Visiting Cannibal Colony

Sexual Orientation and Flirting

Ask Peccantum- Why Alastor?

Ask Peccantum- How did you live/die?

Vaggie's Reveal

Relationships & Change

Meanwhile, during Episode 7...

Childhood Memories

[bruisedknuckledbuckshot]

[I am struggling NOT to revamp my very first TF2 OC sniper and/or RP that TF2 Freak Ass Pancake since he is so unhinged.]

[whimsicalgoose]

who the FUCK are christian brutal sniper and ass pancakes?? am i insane??? i thought it was like that fake minecraft rp server tumblr made up circa 2021 with glup shitto or whatever his name was. who are these people

[speedy-scout-is-cool]

wait if a gay person is saying they ain’t gay does that make me gay uh if I say I ain’t gay so then what am I supposed to say then if I ain’t gay

is it actually true that red scout smells like socks?

Yeah, it's true. You think I'd be lyin' about that??

[sjofn-lofnsdottr]

The Inevitable Farron Post

So I mentioned it a tiny bit offhand in places people likely didn't notice, but Dusk has ... hm, how to put it. The characters are already married in game, so I tend to refer to him as Dusk's husband, but in their actual RP timeline, they are decidedly not married yet, because they haven't known each other THAT long and are already barreling along their relationship at breakneck speed as it is.

In any case, Dusk has a partner, let's use that term.

His name is Farron, and Dusk loves him very much.

(some environmental spoilers from EW, if that bugs people)

Farron has his own tumblr over at @petitfarron and I am going to let him decide how much jibberjabber about the character he decides to do. Strap in for a long post, though, because I can sense I'm still going to write a lot even skipping that.

I have so many pictures of these two, and over time I'm sure I'll shove them in people's faces. You will inevitably notice as you look at them that Farron has changed his coloration, his height, his hairstyle several times. He's actually done it far more than I've chronicled, because after four plus years of watching this dude repeatedly fantasia himself, I can usually tell the difference between a flight of fancy that won't last more than an hour, and an actual change, and I do not bother with elaborate gposes if the appearance has no staying power.

When we first started RPing, I intended to RP Dusk as not-the-WoL, but Farron encouraged me to change my mind. And I figured fuck it, it's just us, who cares. It's turned out to be really fun, because regular-ass Farron learning about what absurd shit his boyfriend got up to before they met has been really, really funny.

They first met after the end of 6.0 in Gridania. Dusk is technically a member of the carpenter's guild in addition to being the savior of the world, and after a day of being a big weirdo with Beatin (Beatin is 100% what I expect Dusk to turn into once he's old and retires from adventuring, btw), he walked outside and was accosted by Farron, who (correctly) asserted Dusk looked like a man who could use an energy tincture. Dusk, even after all the times he's had something to drink and it didn't go well after, is still a trusting soul and downed it.

Farron wanted to 'observe' how the tincture affected Dusk, who did not seem to think this was weird at all, and since Dusk had mentioned being hungry, invited him to dinner at the Last Stand. Dusk found it mildly surprising this rando was assuming Dusk could get there, but he could, so off they went.

Dusk was blissfully unaware he was on a date at this point. Farron, if he wants, can explain why his brain melted over the course of their meal, but he went from brazenly walking up to Dusk and just talking like they've known each other for years, to a blushy mess before dinner was over. Dusk politely pretended not to notice, since he didn't want to embarrass him.

Farron met Duck (of course he met Duck!) and they went for a walk, and he mostly calmed down enough to have a nice conversation. Although he almost exploded again when Dusk offered to walk him home after they got back to Gridania.

Nothing sexy happened that night, but Dusk did spend the night (it was perfectly chaste) and Farron made him pancakes. They agreed to hang out that evening. Dusk was still completely unaware these were dates in Farron's mind.

He figured it out eventually.

And Farron got some of his swagger back. Some of the time, anyway, Dusk can still make him melt into a puddle of embarrassment if he hits him with the right sort of sentimental nonsense at the right time.

It was a couple of weeks before Farron figured out his Dusk was THAT Dusk. It was one of those situations where it never felt like a good time for Dusk to mention, and the longer he went without saying it, the harder it was. Luckily, Farron wasn't mad.

They're currently in 6.1 (Farron got to go on ~adventures~ with Dusk, very exciting!), moved in together in Empyreum (I need to take some pictures for you guys to see, Farron did the bulk of the decorating and it's so cozy) and we really need to pick up our pace if we're going to actually get them to 7.0 in a timely manner. :D

Farron's pet rabbit is named Miss Wiggles, by the way. He was embarrassed to tell Dusk this, but Dusk thought it was incredibly cute.

Now that I've told you the extreme basics of their relationship and where it's at, I am going to complain. So kisses are, by far, the most difficult thing for me to pose. They feel EXTRA DIFFICULT when there's a huge height difference, and I was glad Farron was at least tall for a viera dude.

At first.

The DAY AFTER they got married, Farron fantasia'd to be a 20 on the height scale.

Fine, I thought. It's annoying, but not the worst, I can deal.

Then a few days later, he shrunk all the way down to minimum height.

He's lucky I like challenges.

[asspancakefreak]

Just going to throw out a tiny RP promo for this Freak Ass Pancakes. Or just Pancake for short. Indie side blog that is a little divergent from the OG character but we will get into that when we get there. Warnings and more info in the pinned post for this nerd @asspancakefreak

[callmegkiddo]

Yanceford Angst/Fluff

-@wifywarfy

(Sending requests one by one)

Another request from the old man!

Aight, just cuz I feel petty, I'm doing fluff

You and your greasy ass are doing Wilford angst in your RP already with Father numero dos-

Soft rays of sunlight bleed through the blinds, waking up the ego from his slumber. His long locks of hair splayed out on the pillow like some sort of spider. Blinking his tired brown eyes, Yancy reaches out to his side for his lover. He feels nothing.

Shooting up, Yancy's eyes wide with alarm searching for any sign of Wilford. "Bubblegum?" the free bird calls out for his unusually bright partner. He pushes the covers off of him, letting the cool breaze of the AC hit his uncovered feet.

He shifts around the bed and gets off the soft mattress. His feet felt the cold wooden floor. He slips on his slippers and shuffles out of the room. Rubbing his eyes, he pushes past the cracked open door. His unkempt hair shadows his face as he walks to the shining lights of the living room.

Sitting on the couch were Bing and Yan, both of which were playing some Uno, with Sliver Shepard, Magnum, and Ed watching. Yan was busy watching Bing struggle to find the right card to counter her, but when she noticed Yancy, she happily waved at him. "Ohayōgozaimasu Yancy-kun!" everyone looked up and greeted the free bird a good morning.

Yancy chuckles under his tired breath, walking over he ruffles Yan's hair playfully. The teenager whines at this and swats his hand. "Mornin Yan... Do you know where Wilford is?" Yan giggles like a schoolgirl, already seeing through Yancy's tiredness. She points to the kitchen, "Yep, He's making pancakes!" Yancy sighs with relief and pats Yan on the head gratefully.

"Thanks, kid" "Don't go making out on the counter again!" Bing called out, his optics still focused on his hand of cards. Yancy blushes a tad, remembering exactly what Bing was talking about.

Scoffing the free bird flipped Bing off. And with that, he went to the kitchen.

Just as he took a step inside the confines of the kitchen, the sun flashed him in the eyes. He hisses in protest and covers his eyes, of course, the blinds were pulled back.

A soft gasp rang against the checkered tiles of the kitchen, Yancy looked up, still shielding his eyes. There was Wilford, with his bright pink mustache and pretty but also frilly beige apron. His eyes were wide with what looked like a dear caught in headlights.

Yancy smiles warmly, the sunlight reflected off of his sweetheart so perfectly....

Wilford blushes at the warm smile and pouts, "Don't just stand there! Help me beat this batter!" He protests at Yancy, waving at him to come closer. Yancy chuckled and shuffled over, he wraps his arms around Wilford's waist, letting his chin propped up on the ego's shoulder. "Pancakes?" He asks with a small smirk, his eyes studying Wilford's movements. The pink ego puffed his chest out, his eyes shining with pride, "Why of course! Aaand" He pulls out a bag of candy, "Choco chips!"

Yancy's smile grew as he sighed, nuzzling Wilford and planting a kiss on his forehead. The pink ego laughs wholeheartedly, his bashful grin shining in both of their memories.

They would never forget these moments, these domestic, and soft moments... Never...

[sasorikigai]

well thanks to yang mun, I now know much about MK, and through your blog I have learned so much of Hanzo, and love him as a character, you write him so well. I started last year knowing 0 mortal kombat lore. now i know much, and apparently the scorpion has cake.

Random Inbox Shenanigans || anonymous || always accepting!

If you are familiar with my kontents, you should know I have a major beef with how NRS has given him a flat ass pancake ass for my thicc beefy ninja. And this crackity-but-not-so-much-crack post, because Hanzo Hasashi is painfully thick. I hope everyone remembers this stupid discourse, but Hanzo Hasashi DESERVES better asscheeks than what NRS gave him. I make the rules and I won’t accept anything other than full thighs and full cheeks (aka what NRS gave Spawn). 

Hanzo Hasashi may be a broken soul, an incompetent ninja and Shirai Ryu Grandmaster to some, but he is the strongest and the most relatable survivor and warrior I know; his trauma and what he experiences through his life and death is painfully human, as his character went through the transformational elevation of inner and outer awareness of self, that gradually allowed him to live a life with less psychological contradictions and conflicts, and less frustration and non-acceptance. 

Thank you, @yetremains for spreading the expansive and complex MK lore, and thank you, anon, for such awesome compliment. Like I said last night, If my humble RP blog can do one thing for people out there, it would be to make people love Hanzo Hasashi/Scorpion, because he truly deserves all the love he can get, and if you didn’t know about him at all, to let his character be known outside the MK fandom.

[streetsteel]

@slightly-gay-pogohammer​ / @infernalpursuit​ sent this years ago (ok not years) but here I am:  is your muse good at cooking and / or baking? ( i have the ask limit in the rp blog and i dont wanna wait hi )

EXCUSE YOU JAY IS A BAD BOY WHO LOVES MOTORCYCLES AND FIGHTING AND BEING A SHITHEAD DO YOU THINK HE COOKS?? 

He absolutely fuckin’ cooks and bakes and he’s fuckin’ great at it.

MIND YOU, not in the fancy ‘honhon I made a 72 course meal with caviar and wagyu beef and this super high class microgreens salad’ way. Very much in the ‘I am not fancy about it but I’ll make it good’ way. Everyday meals just made tasty and nicely seasoned/spice. Fresh ingredients when it’s within budget. Hell, he’ll pimp the shit out of leftovers and whip up something cool with them. Don’t ask him about wine pairings, he doesn’t know her, but beer pairings? He’s your man. Prep meals for the week? He’s 100% down. Sunday mornings at Aqua are pancake mornings and you bet your ass he’s enjoying himself making those. Food is one of life’s simple pleasures and he plans on capitalizing on that in serotonin. Baking and cooking are relaxing to him. 

Also as a note? He’s 100% excellent about that eating on a budget thing. Meals that barely cost anything a portion. And he wastes as little as possible when cooking. Bones can be boiled down to get broth, bacon grease can be kept to slap into gravy or even to fry hash browns, and so on, and so forth. If he can afford to, he will go to local fish markets to get some fresh catches for a decent price rather than going to the grocery store. He also knows where and when to find them farmers’ markets. Fuck chain stores, do a little more leg work and skip the middle man, it’s worth it. 

[phantasmalcalamity-a]

FAVORITE CHARACTER MEME!

List your favorite characters from 10 different fandoms and tag 10 people!

These are in order

1) Gundham Tanaka(Danganronpa) My absolute favorite character. He’s just so adorable, kind even though he pretends otherwise, and he gets so flustered and cute. His eccentric personality and strange way of speaking are so fun to RP and portray. He’s my second longest RPed character.

2) Gin Ichimaru(Bleach) Always was my favorite ever until Gundham took the spot. I love how intricate and complicated his mind works, and how you never know what he’s thinking till the very end. All he does for Rangiku is absolutely adorable. His death made me so sad. The character I’ve RPed for the longest time.

3) Goro Akechi(Persona 5) I’m an Akechi SIMP. He’s so amazing at hiding his crazy side(Just like I am) but man I love crazy Akechi so much. I want him to step on me. I love the pancake memes too. I RP and cosplay him, and he’s my husband.

4) Katsuki Bakugo(Boku no Hero Academia) Bakugo is so much fun to RP as, and I love his explosive personality. Unlike most angry character types, he’s really smart and calculated. Honestly, I find most of the BNHA characters kind of bland, and I feel like Bakugo has enough personality for all of them.

5) Erza Scarlet(Fairy Tail) She’s one of the strongest female characters around, and she’s so amazing. She’s kind, yet strict. She fights for her family and loves them. I strive to be like her honestly.

6) Light Yagami(Death Note) Light is the one MC in existence that gets a favorite vote from me. He’s such a complicated, well-written MC that is also the villain and I love it. I have strong ties to Death Note since my Dad watched it with me, and I’ve always just loved Light. He’s so calculating and tries to do good but doing evil.

7) Levi Ackerman(Attack on Titan)  He’s such a badass, and he’s got a temper, but he still knows how to be calm and collected when needed. He’s a great Captain, and every scene he’s in you just know it’ll be bad ass. I might also what him to step on me.

8) Maes Hughes(Full Metal Alchemist) I grew up with FMA, and Hughes quickly became the big brother figure I never had. The way he loved his family and took in Ed and Al. He was always so kind and funny. His death is one of 2 anime scenes that actually made me cry.

9) Yami Sukehiro(Black Clover) I like him for super similar reasons to Levi. Badass Captain, and he’s hot. Every fight scene with him is amazing. He’s always surpassing his limits(and taking shits)

10) Inosuke Hashibara(Demon Slayer) Inosuke is always cracking me up. He’s the Bakugo without the smarts, but he only provides more comedic relief. I love when he learns new things too. It’s almost a child-like naivety.

Tagged by: @bloomingtalent​

Tagging: Whoever wants to! Please steal this.

[theoriginaljock]

Catra didn't wake up early.. she was exhausted , and didn't work this morning. But when she did, she slowly started to remember What happened the night , and the nap she had didn't heal in any way.

She stayed under the covers , not Daring to face the World. They would probably meet again, she would have to face Her eventually. She could maybe just ignore Her ? Like she told herself. Nothing happened. Denial was the easiest way to deal with all of this..and she did share something Big , very Big , with a girl she just met.

She eventually decided to get up , because she had to watch over the pool this Afternoon. Again.. but if was Her only shift of the day, so she just had to be lucky enough to not have the jock going to the swimming pool when she was. That would be... unfortunate. She didn't even bother to change the day before .

A shower, she needed a shower. She went to the bathroom and took a cold one , closing Her eyes and thinking everything through under the sound of the water hitting Her skin and the ground.

She got out , and tried to dry Her furr as best as she could, before putting on New clothes and checking on her phone .

That's when Her lips started shaking slightly, as well as Her hand . She laid Back in bed , Reading the messages over and over again. Why was she still trying. Why did she Care so Much... She couldn't answer. She didn't feel like it , not right now. Though she let out a whince on the mention of the sweater . She knew scorpia took it With Her to give it as soon as possible. She asked Her so.

She could have kept it... At least kept that. She didn't .

No one answered to the door when scorpia went to bring Back the sweater. And she had no clue on why she had to bring that Back , on why catra had it. But whatever it was , it made Her jealous.

Though, when she passed near the restaurant , she did spot the faces of the people from Yesterday. She had an Amazing memory , and that's why everyone liked her. She remembered every single person, and names, for the most part.

The tall scorpion walked over them , glancing over adora from head to toes. She knew it couldn't belong to the guy, catra would Never hang out and keep a Guy sweater.

She handed it to Her directly , frowning. She didn't like Her . Though, she quickly gave her a bright smile.

" Hey hum , I think it's yours. Catra asked me to bring it Back to you Yesterday." She cleared Her throat " you Know the lady with the cat ears, /my/ best Pal .. I Hope you didn't miss it too much. "

" Whatever you did , I'm keeping an eye on you ."

Scorpia was Always very protective without necesseraly knowing the context. But What she knew , was that catra was hurt. And if she was , whoever this woman is , is a Bad Guy to Her.

It was around 3 pm when catra sat down on a chair at the pool, wearing sunglasses to hide the enormous eyebags she had , and the overall tired face . She was staying in swimsuit , in case she had to jump in the pool .

She has been thinking about answering adora all the way , and she was still thinking about it. Only a week. Would she Spend that week ignoring a girl that seemed to Care ..or try to fight Her own pride. It was a very hard decision to make.

One was easy but she could regret it , the other was hard but...she could either regret it or have a great Time.

The plate in front of her didn’t seem as interesting or appetizing for the moment. Not even a small bite was allowed to fall into her empty stomach, ... was it due to the hangover? Or maybe because she felt rejected one more time..? A never ending feeling that was beating inside her stomach. Only to be aggravated by the newcomer that now stood rooted to her side on their lunch table.

The first to realize was Glimmer who had just sat down with a full plate of pancakes and some syrupy mix of strawberries and peaches. She arched a brow at the piece of garment the taller woman had in her hands. Yes, it was Adora’s sweater from last night.

Teal eyes looked sideways at her own sweater, an awful emptiness was building in her stomach, the little coffee she just had trying to push its way upwards into her throat.

Adora took the garment in her left hand and left it leaning against both her legs, not even considering in addressing the threat that was hidden in her honey like words. She was busy trying not to jump her and handling her ass back to her.

Glimmer sensed the whole charged atmosphere and decided to play along Scorpia’s speech “Thank you so much for your kindness. We were looking for it. Oh my.. how stupid of us leaving it behind...” she faked the most polite smile her features could muster, waiting for Scorpia to just retreat..

“What the hell, Adora?!” Glimmer kicked her shin underneath the table. “I thought you were hooking up with Mermista last night!” Adora gazed up from her plate, her look conveying nothing and everything about the night prior. Glimmer pointed nonchalantly towards the several bite marks she had across neck, arms and most probable torso too..

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Bow caught the blonde off guard by the side lines of the pool, tackling her from the waist and into the cold water.

“....dude! My shirt is ruined!” Her brows furrowed at Brow who kept this silly grin plastered on his face. She took the wet shirt off, tossing it outside to the grass, revealing a white and gold swimming top. She kept on the amber aviator glasses making her look even more attractive in the sunlight. The rays of light making her wet frame glisten against the water surface.

“Hey there’s Mermista and SeaHawk! Let’s play some battle games!” Bow’s hand raised up in the air before Adora could stop him “....dude this is awkward...” she stood there floating, plunging herself deeper into the water, trying to hide her face to no avail.

A smaller frame climbed behind Adora positioning herself on her shoulders, which Adora reciprocated by taking her full frame and just bringing her up, Glimmer’s legs dangling on both sides of Adora’s head. “Dude... I can see all your bite marks!.. rough night I bet” Adora sank her teeth into Glimmer’s exposed thigh, earning a small yelp from her “...shut it, not in the mood”

Bow took Mermista into his shoulders signaling for Adora to come closer and start the battle. “Hey, handsome.. thought you wanted me to ride you instead of Sparkles over there.” Luckily Adora’s sight was hidden behind her sunglasses, otherwise she could’ve seen how embarrassed she was, not to say a bit... annoyed.

Luckily somebody had captivated her full attention, a certain girl who seemed to be on Pool duty today.

“Just my luck...” the blonde thought as she began playing tug o war with her friends.

After a losing strike of 4-0 on Bow’s behalf. Adora took off to the shore, swimming with long fast strides towards Catra’s spot.

She folded her arms on top of the hot counter, “...Hey kitten...” her voice was trembling with nervousness and a hint of sadness. “.... Thanks for the sweater..” she sighed trying to act composed “...do you have any plans for the rest of the day” she didn’t want to take off her sunglasses, for they could reveal a very hurtful look behind those baby blue eyes of hers.

[tagging: @rp-blog-uh ]

[stephcialties]

what’s up you guys. i’m jc, and i’m just about the worst person you’ll ever meet. but !! good news. it can only get better from here. anyway, more about maya below if you’re interested.

(( if you’ve ever been in an rp with me before and recognize the intro to my intro, don’t fucking @ me. i’m too stupid to come up with anything else. ))

:･ﾟ✧ * ˏˋ / hi, sorry to disturb you, but can you tell me where the office for MAYA KHATUN is? y’know, SHE’S the TWENTY-FOUR-YEAR-OLD CISFEMALE PUBLISHING INTERN here at Masters? kinda’ looks like MISHTI RAHMAN if you squint? one of the guys over at I.T. said SHE is ANIMATED and FRIENDLY but DRAMATIC and MATERIALISTIC, does that ring a bell? i have HER coffee order right her.

𝕓𝕒𝕔𝕜𝕘𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕕 !!

in berkeley lake, georgia, born and raised––maya did not spend her days on the playground (( grass stains ?? as if !! )). she spent most of her childhood running around her parent’s estate with her twin brother, avoiding finishing school lessons underneath their overgrown willow tree with her battered copy of wuthering heights in her lap.

her parents are loaded thank to her mother’s side of the family. her grandfather was a successful politician in his home country, and he used his resources to start a vineyard when immigrated from bangladesh to the us. the family business then branched out into california, spain, and italy as its success grew. now, they really don’t do much other than sit on the board and pretend they have opinions that are more important than their hired experts.

her dad married into her mother’s money, and it’s a mandal family tradition that the eldest son, or the husband of the eldest daughter if there isn’t a son, fills his predecessor’s seat on the board. ergo: her dad’s on the board, and her mom goes to the country club and shops obsessively. 

maya, however, thinks this is bullshit.

her twin, matthew, does not.

maya’s guaranteed a large inheritance regardless (( so long as she smiles pretty for the cameras and marries a man her parents approve of )), but maya didn’t really envision being the blanche, even though she is devastating beautiful. she’s also the actual worst.

anyway, she applied to masters with her sparkly pink gel pen and scented lavender stationary because she’s a woman on a mission !! her dream is to write a novel that would reduce virginia woolf into tears (( in a good way, duh !! ))

for now, she’s an intern on the publishing floor and writing whenever she has spare time between running coffee errands and avoiding her mother’s calls.

𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕠𝕟𝕒𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕪 !!

maya has struggled with dyscalculia all throughout her life. she was convinced (( and so were all her teachers )) that she was just born stupid, and there wasn’t anything that she could do about it, so she really leaned into the ditzy, too-cool-for-school, popular girl trope because that was easier than admitting she couldn’t even comprehend the numbers on her worksheets, let alone solve the problems.

she was a cheerleader™ all throughout junior high, high school, and college.

she also did beauty pageants and the whole debutante thing. and tbh. she loved it. you can like sparkly dresses and applause, and 18th-century literature, ‘kay !!

she’s bubbly, and shiny, and that person who talked a million miles an hour until you begrudgingly agreed to go to the senior sunrise pancake breakfast.

but she can definitely also be a giant brat and a pain in the ass when she doesn’t get her way bc she was mcfreakin’ spoiled.

driven as hell, but definitely goes about it in a passive way when interacting with other people bc. ya girl is still insecure and tbh found the best way to get what she wants is to be underestimated anyway.

she never got the hang of math or science, but she did show a propensity for english from a young age. she used to write under a pseudonym for the columbia journal because she didn’t want people to be like, ‘oh, she wrote that ?? there must be a ghost writer involved somehow, sis.’  

oh, yes. she went to columbia and majored in english and creative writing.

she’s always up for a good time literally anytime of the day. she loves parties bc she loves people !! and talking !! and mixed drinks !!  

she’s really into fashion and cosmetics.

can definitely be a bit of a label whore.

a dolly parton and dixie chicks STAN for life (( hmu about gaslighter right this minute )).

𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕟𝕖𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕤 !!

best friends: ( m, f, nb ), squad ( m, f, nb), childhood friends: ( m, f, nb ), roommates: ( m, f, nb ), fwb: (m, f, nb), casual hookup ( m, f, nb), exes: ( m, f, nb )

all the connections tbh. hmu or like this and i’ll hit you up !!

[piixelatedpastries]

Know it’s been forever since I updated..but more updates will be coming..we are so far ahead in writing but my game crapped out so couldn’t get any pictures. I know pics are sparse, but and can’t wait to share how things are developing in the story! To read the previous parts go to the Port Stone Rp link on my tumblr

Shaylee

"He promised it would..but it won't..I'm going back..I have to go back..I didn't mean to.."

 My words trailed off, it wouldn't make much sense to admit I wasn't supposed to even be here this morning, but I had all but said exactly that now.

 I sat up, wrapping the robe back around myself and tying the strap as I gathered up bedding wrapping it around me as well.  Another realization dawning on me.

 "I don't have anything to wear..not really.."

 The last thing I could fathom doing right now was putting that horrid outfit back on, not until I had to anyways.

 "Xanthos..have you always had him?"

Xander

I watched as she wrapped yards of material around her little body as if it would protect her and sat up. Getting off the bed I walked to my closet to find clothing for the day.

 "I'll get you some clothes, do you know what size you wear? I'll take you shopping later today once a friend brings something by for you to wear" "

 Shrugging on clean jeans I walk out of the closet pulling a black tee over my head, covering myself as if I could cover the scars and the shame of having a side of myself, I couldn't always control.  How many times had I had to apologize for the terrible things he did, for the things he made me want to do. "

 With a sigh I turned back to her, scrubbing my face with a hand.

 "Yeah, I was born with him, courtesy of my father. The Wolf is courtesy of my mother. I really am so sorry you had to meet him that way. Given the time restraints there wasn't much time to warn you of him, I didn't think he'd be making an appearance so soon..."

 Walking to the bathroom I lay out a fresh towel and cloth before coming back out to her still sitting on the bed.

 "Why don't you take a long hot shower. clean the night off and try to relax. I don't have anything of the girly variety but the travel pack of soaps I bought had a conditioner at least.  I'll have Jen bring you something over while you're in there."

Shaylee

"Is there ever a good way to meet a demon?"

 I asked wryly as I slid from the bed, taking the sheets with me, letting them trail behind as they engulfed my body in their soft cloth, tickling against my skin.

 A soft moan escaped as I stepped into the shower, feeling the warm water trickle against my skin and soaking my hair. I wasn't sure how long it had been since I had last been cleaned with more then a sponge bath of murky water from a bucket. It would be so much harder to return now, memory of what it was like to feel human was awakening more and more.

 I didn't step out from beneath the water until it finally ran cold, the last of the dirt and disgust of that place circling the drain in sudsy finality as I wrapped the giant terry cloth towel twice around me.  The sheet was wrapped again before I emerged from the bathroom, steam billowing out around me.

 "You don't need to take me shopping..you need to take me back..the longer I'm away, the worse it's going to be for me. Just a clean t-shirt of yours will be enough, I won't be keeping it there anyways."

Xander

"Probably not so much, no.... but I suppose it would have been nice to have more than 24 hours to prepare you for him. If you see him again just tell him Tianna would hate you for this and he might go away quicker"

 As I watched her walk away, I placed a call to Raven and asked her to get my things from the bar and her an outfit, guessing she was a size 0 and bra I guessed was about a 24b or c cup. also guessed her feet were a size five and told her to get her a pair of sandals of some sort.

 Walking into the kitchen to make her something to eat I wondered just what the fuck I had planned. Obviously I couldn't keep her captive here forever but what would I do with her, how could I let her go now?  The questions swirled in my mind as I made bacon, eggs and pancakes for her, cut up strawberries and squirted a generous dollop of whipped cream on top "

 Hearing a knock I open the door to Jen, taking the things she brought, thanking her and shutting the door on her well-meaning questions.  I place the items on the bed  and go to the living room to wait. "

 After what felt like an eternity, I finally heard the water shut off and her pad her way into the bedroom. Ignoring her words completely I walk in and point to the bed.

"There's your clothes sweets, put 'em on and come eat breakfast."

 Not waiting for a reply, I head back to the kitchen and wait for her to finally emerge. anticipation running heavy through my veins making me restless. I couldn’t wait to see her clean, dressed and no doubt breath taking.

Shaylee

I frowned a bit, but didn't argue, taking the clothes into the bathroom and shimming quickly into them. The jean material was strange feeling, not a fabric I was used to, but it felt good to be covered, to be..presentable, was the word I suppose they would use. I took a few extra moments to brush out my hair, quickly  tying  back, loose strands framing my face softly.

 I headed towards the sound and smell of the food, my mouth already watering before I stepped into the kitchen and scrambled up onto a chair.

 "Tianna was your wife? She had control of your demon?"

Xander

I was not disappointed in the least as I watched her walk out of the bedroom and into the kitchen, her hips naturally swaying as she walked. She was a sight, no doubt about it. The way the shorts hugged her hips had me transfixed and made me jump as she scooted to the table.  Sliding her plate towards her and making a gesture at the pancakes I turned to pour another cup of coffee.

 Her question took me aback, as questions of her usually did. Even after 55 years it was still a raw spot that had me emotionally on edge whenever I thought of her. I truly loved her as much as was possible to love another person. My once little family was perfect until it was taken from me.

 Clenching my jaw, I swallowed a few times, checking my emotions were under control before turning to answer her.

 "We were all in love with her in some form or another. He had his fair share of fun with her that I always ended up having to apologize for, but over the years he grew to respect her enough to not scare her or hurt her and couldn't stand to see her cry any more than I could.  There was a time when she actually told him she was proud of him I guess and he would have done anything for her after that."   Sitting down beside her I take her hand in my own, stilling her from eating for a moment.

 "I truly am sorry about this morning Shaylee, he's.... complicated. but not something to play around with. He can be a completely evil bastard, or he can toy with you. He's an asshole with no conscience and that makes him unpredictable. He does things for his own gain, has his own desires that he will do his damnest to fulfill. I am sure that was scary and the absolute last thing I wanted for you. But I swear to you, I am not him. We may share this body but his actions and thoughts are entirely his own."

Shaylee

The bacon was cleaned from my plate first, and the sweet pancakes and fruit were quick to follow, leaving me to pick a bit at the eggs before his hand wrapped around mine and his eyes locked with me, the pain in them palpable making my own heart ache for him and his loss.

  I bit my lip for a moment shaking my head, my bottom lip glistening as I released it to speak.

 "That's not true..he has a conscience, or he wouldn't have been bothered by Tianna's tears or wanted her praise..if those things mattered..he isn't totally lost..he can't be."

 I gave him a small smile shaking my head as I placed my free hand over the one that engulfed my other.

 "I know he is separate..mama spoke about demons often..they..like our kind..almost as much as vampires do."

Xander

I roll my eyes, pushing the bar stool back with a huff and standing up. She was wrong thinking there was something worth saving in Xanthos. He was the pure evil side of me, and I really needed her to see that, though now was hardly the time.

 "He is lost, when she died, whatever she had given to him died with her. He was only good, or as good as he could be, because of her, for her. We all died a little with her....." I let my words trail off as the pain crawled its way up my throat and into my eyes once more.  I needed to change the subject. This was going nowhere.

 "Now get your ass off that chair and let’s go do some shopping. I will hear nothing of this bull about wearing my 20x too big of shirts. You are a lady and you will look the part!"  With that I swept her up in my arms and marched out the door with her, ignoring her feeble attempts at protesting and placed her in the passenger seat.

Shaylee

I could sense his discomfort and the need for a subject change, and what right did I really have to push it anyways. I was only here temporarily. I still couldn't resist one last observation though.

 "He could have hurt me..but he didn't..just..just scared me."

 I shook my head as he plopped me into the seat of the truck again.

 "Everything you have is like..giant..your bed..your shower..your truck..everything!"

 I knew it was a waste of breath to remind him I couldn't stay, he was ignoring everything I said about it anyways, acting as if he just didn't hear, or maybe as if I didn't speak.

[enigmatic-elegance]

This, again?

Pope on a pancake, people.. I feel like this comes up every week. And I’ve made about 1,000 posts on this, so let’s make it 1,001.

Things people are okay with:

Dark RP

Wanting to play an antagonist.

Wanting to write dark/horrific topics.

Wanting to engage with other people who enjoy or wish to write about dark and horrific topics.

Posting dark/horrific/antagonistic writings onto your private media such as tumblr.

Enjoying the emotional scope of RP from happy to extreme sad/fear/pain.

Being more drawn to horror or dark themes.

Saying IC =/= OOC in genuine instances of bleeding during consenting and agreed upon RP situations.

Things people are not okay with:

Forcing what you find fun onto other RPers who don’t want it.

Using tired catch phrases like IC =/= OOC at inappropriate times to justify your actions when someone was upset that you forced a plot on them that they didn’t want.

Engaging people in heavy/horror/dark without consent OOCly.

Avoiding consequences for playing a dark character. No, just saying you accept them and then never actually accepting them does not count.

Belittling other RPers for choosing to play happy/fluff/light RP.

Belittling other RPers for avoiding your antagonist.

Belittling other RPers.

I know this topic will exist until the end of goddamn time flooded with someone saying “IC =/= OOC” and the drove of “SAY IT LOUDER FOR THE PEOPLE IN THE BACK” reblogs but for the life of me I can not fathom where this ravenous fantasy evolved that Dark RPers are this persecuted species.

I know and engage several EXTREMELY dark writers. They are some of the best goddamn storytellers I know. Their characters are full on antagonistic and they are brilliant. I adore them OOCly too, and even if I avoid some of their writings due to the topic I still respect them as does the community. You just don’t often hear about these people because they RP properly and with respect and courtesy for their fellow writers.

Every instance of people lathering the ‘IC =/= OOC’ argument up, it always seems to come back to someone ignoring the wishes of a fellow RPer to do what they wanted to do because ‘I’m an antagonist, I’m going to be evil and you just gotta deal with that’.

The reason antagonist RPers have such bad reputations is -not- the server and it’s ‘inherent dislike of poor antagonist RPers’. It’s you, the folks who want to do whatever they want and expect ‘IC =/= OOC’ to cover your ass every time, the ones who give -all- antagonists a terrible goddamn name. Because there are fantastic antagonists out there who have to fight every day to show they are respectful and courteous RPers due to the actions of a few very ostentatious idiots.

And to you decent antagonists out there, we know who you are and we still love you. You’re doing brilliant things. Keep up the good work, and keep showing this server that antagonist RP can and does go hand in hand with being a kind and respectful RPer OOCly.