warsinmyhead · 1 year ago
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OPEN
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"It's official – I need a vacation!" the quartermaster muttered while in his office. He rubbed his temples, trying to get the beginning of a headache to go away.
His eyes drifted from the dual monitor screens he had up and he removed his Kingsman issued glasses from his nose.
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ask-the-heavyfucker · 14 days ago
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Cannot believe that Assorted Cadavers had to reach out to ME instead of creating his own blog, but he wanted to say this:
You like fucking heavies, don’t you? [Image included]
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"Yeah no shit! HAh!"
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dontcxckitup · 1 year ago
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Gareth had been staring at himself in the mirror until he noticed the other come up behind him. His gaze shifted, and a small smile returned to his firm features for a brief moment. The invitation to that veteran's reunion hadn't left him alone for days, and despite his first aversion, he was somewhat inclined to go. But still not fully convinced.
His gaze dropped to the envelope on the sideboard beneath the mirror. "We don't have to go, you know," he said quietly. "You...don't have to go."
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muses-of-the-memory · 4 months ago
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Happy 33rd Birthday, Sonic! (Open RP)
Today's the day!
It's the 33rd Birthday for our most favorite blue blur, the fastest thing alive! The dude who's "way past cool"!
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Sonic the Hedgehog!
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So today, I am going to hosting an open RP with the Sonic the Hedgehog cast of characters I have below on the tags. So, come on down and share the love!
For @hoshi-neko-hikari, @bluemajingirl, @milestails, @smashingveteransandnewcomers, @astral-multiverse, @themultiverseheroines, @littlefoxtailsprower
Also, I can RP as Classic Sonic, Classic Tails, Classic Knuckles, Classic Amy, and also the Sonic characters of the DiC Cartoons
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heavydirtysui · 3 months ago
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blu-nurse-needs-sleep · 3 months ago
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What are your thoughts on the other mercs?
(Disclaimer. This will include headcanons and ocs and these opinions aren't fully accurate to any rps I've had with others)
Me and Medic are close for obvious reasons. I'm his assistant in Medical. Though he is like a father to me and was the one to help me back then. A few of the others have compared me to being his guard dog.
I don't talk to Heavy. Simple reason; I don't like his relationship with Medic. He is a good man on the field. No more, no less.
Scout is... something alright. He can be annoying and I hate how he reeks of tobacco. Though at the same time he's the only one willing enough to let me experiment on him.
I don't like Spy. I don't like his fighting methods. I don't like his smell. I don't like his voice. I detest the man.
Pyro is lovely. They were one of the first in the team to approach me after I joined. It was easy to understand him and they're a pleasure to be around.
I don't really talk to Sniper. He doesn't tend to hang around much and prefers to stick to himself, and I will respect that. Though every so often he teases me and has pulled my tail before.
Soldier was the hardest for me to get used to being around. He's naturally very loud which can be hard when you have very sensitive ears. He does try to tone it down around me which is sweet.
Demo can be nice. He does get drunk often but usually when his hangovers hit in the morning he visits Medical and has me or Medic check him to make sure everything is alright. It took me a bit to understand his accent but he's a nice guy.
Engineer is really nice. I think he's my second favorite teammate after Medic. I enjoy his presence and I've fallen asleep in the workshop just listening to him rant about something he's working on or to the sound of the machinery. He's also who I have to go to when my legs stop working.
(oc) Boxer is... an interesting case. Technically we're brothers since our fathers are together, but we rarely talk. The most we communicate with is leaving drinks and snacks at each other's doors. But I won't deny that they can be nice since he was the one that found me puking up the enemy and comforted me.
(oc) Archer... Oh how I detest her. She is a two-faced lying little- Sorry... I don't like Archer. We never will and never can get along. She is the bane of my existence and if she were to die and never respawn, I would celebrate.
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blcssom · 9 months ago
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ok listen between the mr. & mrs. smith reboot and argylle i'm just really feel like spy plots are the vibe so here are some in particular that're rollin around in my noggin':✧ first and foremost the classic spies forced to go undercover as a married couple !!! bonus points if they cannot stand each other !!!
✧ one spy has lost their memories (thru an accident/brainwashing/being too deep undercover/whateva!!) and their former flame/partner has been keeping tabs to make sure they're safe but also kinda trying to stir some memories to the surface bc they just !!! miss them :' (( angst but also the potential for hilarious high jinks while they try to recover memories together or the flame tries win them over again (and maybe not v successfully) !!! i need
✧ enemy !! spies !! in love !! maybe they know that they're enemies, or maybe they meet undercover and have no idea !! or maybe one is tasked to take out the other !! or maybe they're BOTH tasked to take out each other !! either way no one is getting their job done xoxo
✧ mentor/mentees at the academy !! or frankly just colleagues at the academy.... ANY plots at the academy like rivals would hit too or the slacker unironically falling in love w/ the top of the class like could not give less of a fuck abt the work (even tho they're probably v good at it??? they're just disillusioned) but absolutely shows up to mess w/ the uptight nerd
✧ betrayal plots !!!! former partners or former mentors turning out to be the villain !!! the redEMPTION ARC !! or the good spy refusing to turn on the bad spy !! or the bad spy joining the villains to SAVE the good spy somehow !!
✧ the spy and their 'guy/girl/goon behind the computer' falling in love !!! or two analysts falling in love but being too shy to say anything !! not all spies are badass some are nerds
✧ speaking of goons !!! gimme the npcs falling in love too like !!! literally just on the team with this one hotshot spy who always gets the praise but like.... did they or did they not help ???? mb they're both salty or maybe one is like nooo it's not that bad !!! either way i think it would be so fucking funny
✧ spies x thieves !!!! like undercover cia or independent contractor who gets a little TOO close and suddenly can't seem to find the time to turn them in yet..... just casually lying to their boss that they can't get close enough as though they didn't have dinner w/ them every night that week :' ))))
✧ literally anything you can think of throw all the spy plots at me
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joyfulmagic · 1 year ago
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spicy open starter || muse: Illya
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"You would look beautiful kneeling to me," Illya observed, reaching down and tilting his partner's face up to his. "Perhaps we could start with that?" he suggested.
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ask-the-heavyfucked · 9 days ago
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Heavy fucked (if that is your real name) is there anyone on the team you *do* like?
"First- THAT'S NOT MY REAL NAME." -he'll go crazy if he gets called that once more-
"Second, I wouldn't say there is- Everyone is so goddamn annoying. Specially medic and spy-... But if I had to choose I'd choose Engie or Demo-. They're ok ig. Specially engie, he's nice... too nice-" -he sounds a lil disgusted at the end there. he don't like nice people bc he evil-
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warsinmyhead · 3 months ago
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OPEN (NSFW - 18+)
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Why was she nervous? She was in her apartment and it's not like she had a roommate that could barge in at any moment.
She pulled the pouch out from a box under her bed and removed the dildo in question, along with the lube recommended for it. Maybe it was because it was the second time she used this toy and shockingly learned that she kind of liked the idea of a guy cumming in her?
Briggs shakily uncapped the lube and filled the dildo with it per the instructions. She placed it on her chair and slowly stepped out of her mesh thong – a tad too small on her now, but she liked the color of the mesh. (Unfortunately the smaller size meant it had a habit of pressing against her clit whenever she sat, which made it difficult to not get a little horny thinking about alone time.)
She positioned herself over her chair, about to lower herself onto the dildo, when the sound of the doorbell snapped her out of her reverie.
Hurriedly, she fumbled to put her thong back on under her skirt and she pushed her chair under her desk, before rushing to get the door.
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ask-the-heavyfucker · 13 days ago
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that medic is a spy
"NO I AM NOT!!! How dare you." -that how dare you sounds quite french to me ngl be careful-
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dontcxckitup · 9 months ago
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"They call themselves Equinox." M placed a file on the edge of his desk, as thick as the desk plate itself. Masses of reports and photos collected over the course of the past months.
"Like the two times of the year when the hours of darkness and daylight are equal," he explained further. "They claim they...want to even out good and bad in the world - which is, if you ask me, ridiculous considering how many people they have killed so far."
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bowserjrthecoolkoopa · 2 years ago
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Ayo?
A disguise kit?
I’m sure that no ones gonna notice me use this...
Right?
*disguises himself as the reader*
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idontseehowthatsapartyx · 1 year ago
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Temporary
open to: anyone | made with beta suggested connections: agent, avenger, anti-hero, fwb, romantic interest, someone working a job with her
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“It’s temporary,” she told them brushing her fingers through her newly blonde locks, “Necessary but temporary.” Natasha stared back at them, “What?” She smirked slowly, “You have thoughts, go on, speak up.”
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agentmasonmiller · 1 year ago
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SHOT | open Rp
The day started like any other day, routine in the most shield agent sense. Countless files had been thrown into the incoming bin that Mason had filtered through, chaos littered the wall of screens across his department including those within his personal office, but for the most part nothing seemed out of the ordinary, it could be dealt with in due course, it always was. Per usual of course he’d stay on top of it all, had assigned his staff difference cases, had gone through his morning paperwork and had opted now to just take a moment to breathe. He’d made a pot of coffee and was now stood at the expansive wall of windows that made up the wall of his office, a cup of coffee in hand and looked out at the city below them that carried on without the knowledge of the travesties happening across the world. And for a moment he lost himself in the peace of that normalcy below, had taken a sip of coffee unknowing of what was to occur only second later. 
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Mere moments after lowing his mug his body darted backwards, his mug shattering as it slipped from his fingers and crashed to the ground, a whoosh followed by a whirling sound as the wind entered the high rise where a bullet hole had penetrated it. Sure it was ‘bullet-proof’ but even bullet-proof has it’s limits and it would seem someone found the solution. He can feel the warmth of the blood rushing down his shirt, hidden just to the slightest degree by his suit jacket but there’s no time for him to dwell on the pain that’s cascading down his shoulder, the pain that travels down his arm, no time to react to it in any other way than the almost run to his computer as he punches in the lockdown code that will close the building, seconds later a phone in his hand to call the director. The adrenaline does enough for now, does enough to quiet the scream he so wanted to scream, does enough to help him breathe through it all. 
Minutes pass as he explains his actions to the director as he reveals why the lockdown was ordered and yet it’s still under five minutes since when he ‘barges’ out of his office and into the main hub of counter terrorism and starts to command his staff, blood soaking the pastel pink shirt he’s worn that day, blood slowly trickling down the arm that he doesn’t have the strength to pull close to his body in the cradle he so wants it to be in. 
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joyfulmagic · 3 months ago
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Open Starter — Muse: Illya — Verse: TBD Open to: anyone
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Dark hazel eyes scan the surroundings, Illya’s gun cocked and shield handed to his companion. “I can take the fire, you get to the exit,” he instructed, firing off a single bullet to take out one guard. The experimentation done on the man had left him essentially bulletproof, only being impacted by the g-forces of the bullet but unable to truly be shot.
“<Run!>” he yelled in Ukrainian, knowing his companion would understand the word simply based on the urgency of his voice. He pushed them forward, having them strap the shield to their arm to protect them from the hail of bullets raining down on them. “I’ll be fine, keep going!” He ordered, shooting down another guard.
When they both got to the exit, Illya looked down at his companion and his shield. “That is why we go with my plans,” Illya explained, pointing at the groaning but incapacitated guards all laying on the floor of the hallway.
Returning to the closest guard, Illya grabbed them by their hair and forced the barely conscious man to look at him. “Who sent you?” Illya asked in multiple languages until he got an answer, shocked to hear the man had an American accent and was speaking English.
“We don’t know! We’re just hired muscle,” the man insisted to Illya, earning his hair being let go of as he went unconscious.
“<F—king useless>,” Illya cursed in Ukrainian, returning to his ally’s side. “They don’t even know who hired them. We didn’t go far in enough, but hopefully that file will tell us more,” he informed them, pinching his brow in frustration as they heard their helicopter arriving.
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