#borderlands 3 rp

[hxperion]

"Scars dont heal, I given blood a taste/Lay the politcs out before me/all I seek is the path to glory"

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[pyramultimuse]

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"I'm a very busy and powerful man. But I think I can make time for you, cupcake~"

[ruinreigns]

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[the-cpu-system]

BORDERLANDS RPERS!!

We have an rp server 😼.

I had made a post a while back talking about the need for a casual borderlands rp server so it wasn't always a struggle to find rp partners, and a bunch of people agreed, soo...

YAYYY!! RP server! There's no server wide story, and is just really a place to have fun and meet other Borderlands rpers!

(THIS IS RAN BY MINORS!)

[rockasirenwiththeflair]

"HEY VH! LET'S PUNT SOME ASS!"

[parasitesiren]

GODS DON'T NEGOTIATE

A low activity, selective, RP blog for Troy Calypso from Borderlands 3

sideblog to @companywrath

written by Rose, 28.

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[trickibe]

"YOU CAN'T DO THIS TO ME!!" "I can, and I'm going to. You were nothing but an asset to me and it's for the sake of Atlas."

[angelicaisaka]

Whoever has given me the plague you will pay.

-Aisaka☆

[arcanamoonlight]

“You’re free now.. what will you do?”

*spoilers for Cazadors castle

It was over. At least, a part of it was. Arin watched as Astarion cried out in pain. In relief and agony as it was finally over.

His vampire companion had almost let the darkness take him over, had finished the ritual that Cazador had been planning to do. But Arin had somehow managed to convince him otherwise. To convince him that he didn’t need all that power to be happy, that it would only make him worse.

And the vampire spawn listened.

The feeling of triumph he fell towards killing the person he had once unreluctantly consider his Master was nothing to the relief that he experienced, almost consuming, when the door to his tent opened and Arin came in, seeing in his face not horror, not disgust, no disdain. Pure worry in his factions; his bejeweled eyes: slightly cloudy, his mouth: the corners of it bent downwards, his jaw: slightly clenched, hard, like a stone.

And yet, a part of him was still hoping for a horrified scream, a “what have you done” whispered in absolute terror:

Instead, what the young sorcerer did was getting on his knees in front of him, craddling his face with both hands. He didn't mind the blood. He didn't mind getting stained, both figuratively and literally, with him. A soft caress performed with a thumb and an allowance to dream. That this was all over, that they could be something else, now that the shadow of vengeance had lost its grip on his heart and it was empty. And he could finally let him in.

Arin wanted nothing more than to comfort Astarion, but he decided that would wait. Pulling away, as much as both of them didn’t want that to happen.

So much has happened between the two of them, and yet, nothing concrete. Dancing around eachother, Astarion throwing out a flirt here and there and Arin brushing it off. Or when Arin would heal Astarion’s wounds, wiping away the blood from the latest monster theyve fought. Eyes staring at one another but neither of them making a move. Until now.

Arin looked around his tent, frowning gently before he noticed a cloth— a handkerchief to be specific, setting on his dresser.

Getting up from his spot, Arin walks over and grabs the handkerchief. It was white with a lace outline. Fancy.. but it would have to do. He walked back over to Astarion and knelt infront of him, reaching up and he started to wipe away the blood

“Darling, I..” Astarion’s voice trailed off, before he grabs Arin’s wrist— gentle.. like it could break it he held it tighter. He could be vulnerable right now, tell him everything he wanted to. Or he could pretend. Pretend like they didn’t have a tadpole behind their eyes, connecting them. Giving them this bond they could look into at any given moment. So he just furrows his eyebrow, “Darling this is elven silk, I bet it is more expensive than your house” he teased, raising an eyebrow

“As if..” Arin muttered quietly. The two had never spoken much about eachothers past. Bits and pieces here but.. “Just be grateful..”

The two sat in silence, a comforting silence between the two as Arin cleaned off the blood. No witty remarks, flirtatious responses, or sarcastic quips were spoken. A comfort between the two that had grown over the last few weeks they had gotten to know eachother. The Trickster Rouge and the Wild Magic Sorcerer

Arin, after he had almost finished, sighs softly as he spoke. The one thought on his mind that had been plaguing him since he’s gotten to know whatever he has of Astarion. Since he had watched the vampire spawn stab his creator, over and over again. The pain he had watched wash over Astarion as he finally did what he’s been talking about doing. “You’re free now..” he whispered gently, “Well, besides that Tadpole in the back of your eye..”

“What now? What do you plan to do?” He asked. And Astarion furrowed his eyebrow, tilting his head and letting some of that white hair falling in his face. Arin reached out, pushing it back. “You uh.. don’t have to answer. I was just curious.”

Astarion chuckles gently, a smirk on his face as he watched Arin. Then the smirk falls, a gentler smile that was foreign to the vampire spawns face. “Its surreal.. that after all these centuries.. that it’s over. “

“I’ve had time to think. Time to process as best I can. And I still feel numb.” Astarion continues, eyes flickering away and back to Arin. The Elven sorcerer just smiled gently at him, staying silent. He wanted to let Astarion explain to him in his own words.. on his own time. He owed the vampire that much. “I am going to miss the sunlight, darling. Terribly so.. but it’s a price I am willing to pay again”

Arin would have to do extensive research later, he thought to himself. Figure out a way, to help Astarion see the sun. He had to live without it for 200 years, and Arin did not want to see Astarion go through that again. Magic was his speciality, of course. He would figure it out.

Smiling gently, Arin leaned forward. A hand reaching out to gently caress Astarion’s jaw. He held it in his hand, light and hesitantly just like Astarion did earlier before leaning up and kissing his forehead. “Whatever you plan to do.. know that you won’t do it alone.”

He laughs, and Arin’s smile widened at it. He wanted to hear it again and again. “Of course, my little flower. You will be by my side, just like you always are.” He said gently.

Maybe this wasn’t so bad after all.

[boowoomuu]

❥ Looking for Literate RPG partners!

❥ Fandoms I'd be up for rping in:

⤷ Soul Eater

⤷ Alice in Borderland

⤷ Wicked Lovely

⤷ Monster High

⤷ Fate Series

⤷ MBAV

⤷ Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children

⤷ Project Sekai

⤷ Star Wars

⤷ Original Stories

⚠ Preference for OCs ⚠

「 portuguese/english/spanish/french speaker 」

★ minors dni ★

[kuinaoflight]

Celebrating tonight’s victories~

-Kuina

[cheshire-shuntaro]

How long is this flight supposed to be? God, this is so annoying...

I took a deep breath and looked, once more, outside the window of the plane, expecting to see nothing relevant. Nothing exciting. But suddenly... a blonde man, flying, stark naked, using his... DICK AS A PROPELLER? CHISHIYA!?

These inquries get worse and worse with each passing day. I do know that some of you only see what is below the waist of this perfect, average height body but please, control yourselves. My goodness.

— Chishiya

[ruinreigns]

✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚎

[the-cpu-system]

Local teenage girl hates her dad and seeks comfort in the idealized AI version of him 🤣🤣🤣😝😝😝⁉️⁉️⁉️

Dialogue from an rp !!

[innocent-faced-murderer]

I do not quite understand how people may last in relationships for a day.

I'm still happily married, what a surprise?

Yes, 𝗵𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗶𝗹𝘆.

-B✰

[who-needs-a-pinky]

can you explain what a haiku is because I've always just sort of ran with it but I've never actually known

It's five syllables, / and then seven syllables, / then five syllables.