#the blue lagoon roleplay

[paradisesmiled]

             “𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝑬𝒎𝒎𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝑳𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆 𝒔𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒅, 

𝒊𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒂𝒃𝒔𝒐𝒍𝒖𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒚 𝒂𝒔 𝒊𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝑷𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒔𝒖𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒇𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒖𝒑𝒐𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒆: 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒊𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒎 𝒐𝒇 𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒉 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒚 𝒔𝒖𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔, 𝒅𝒂𝒛𝒛𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒈𝒐𝒏𝒆...”   The Blue Lagoon by Henry de Vere Stacpoole, Book I, Part I, Chapter II: Under the Stars 

    independent & selective roleplay blog for EMMELINE LESTRANGE from the blue lagoon (1980). dreamed by stephanie est. june 2023. 

[thenevermermaid]

welcome to Mermaid Lagoon! 🐬

about, verses, & rules below

about: Seeny the Neverland mermaid original character ask & roleplay blog.

name: Seeny the Never Mermaid

personality: fun-loving, sassy, shy, adventurous, true-hearted, brave. however also reserved, reclusive, flirts with danger, quick to jealousy, and prone to boredom and melancholy.

age: teen years (can be 18).

appearance: very long dirty blonde hair, blue eyes, silvery-scaled aqua-blue tailfin. wears starfish, seashells, kelp, pearls, or strips of cloth.

location: Mermaid Lagoon, Never Never Land. sometimes found sitting on Marooners' Rock.

mermaid abilities: can breathe underwater, swim very fast, float on water. siren-song, lures through singing. communication with sea creatures and land creatures as well. echolocation like dolphins using click sounds. navigation by stars and internal magnetic compass like migratory birds. can take another underwater by holding hands, or swim them back to shore. however can't transform into a human on command due to her young age, but must use some kind of magic. also can play the violin.

verses:

🐬 mermaid lagoon (Peter Pan, main verse): lives in Mermaid Lagoon in Neverland chatting with other mermaids, waiting for Peter Pan to visit, and living in constant fear of Captain Hook going mermaid-catching.

👗 mainland (human verse): uses a wish on a starfish to turn into a human! wears a dress that she found from whatever time era. however will turn back into a mermaid if she gets wet, splashed on or rained on, or under a full moon.

Roleplay rules:

Common courtesy applies. No hate messages.

No god-modding as in deciding my character's actions for me.

No animal death or cruelty, including fish, or whales.

No forced shipping / no forcing a romantic relationship on me. I am open to shipping but would like our relationship to develop naturally.

Please trim replies using xkit rewritten.

about me: just call me Seeny. American. EST. I don't really wish to say how old I am but I am over 18.

Thanks for reading and have fun roleplaying!

[horrorcore2002]

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WARNING! THIS BLOG CONTAINS:

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Milli, 19 &black, I b simpin' hella, so beware ig 18+ MDNI WITH ANY NSFW POSTS! I will have to block you, but please don't take it personally, It makes me uncomfy mainly cause it feels like I'm providing you with that shit, and I don't want that.

Requests are open btw!

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[moreandmoredior]

⭑⭒My name is Milli, welcome to the side blog⭑⭑

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★★Smut ★★Fluff/Comfort ★★Angst ★★SAMU/Texting ★★Headcanons/Drabbles ★★Suggestive/mentions of smut ★★DARK CONTENT!

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[king-of-wrath]

We would have to wait and see if this applies to other sinner (fallen human) characters in Helluva Boss or Hazbin Hotel, but it could give fans some ideas for art or roleplay

The client appearing at the beginning of Season 2 Episode 5 was a camp counselor murdered by one of his coworkers. He remembered where he was when he died (on a boat in a lake) and how he died (drowning), noticed that there were holes drilled into the boat before dying and knew he had told the other camp counselors that he couldn't swim

Looking at his design, we can tell the client's appearance is based on aquatic themes: his hair has become kelp, his fingers (and possibly toes) have become webbed, his teeth are more shark-like and he has a "lava lamp" effect on his stomach (like Bee-lzabub in S2 Ep 8)

It would make sense to give him fish-like features, if he died in water (especially if the writers were making a joke about him "sleeping with the fishes" now). However, his skin and eyes are more like a deep-sea fish's than the kind you would see in a freshwater lake. At the same time though, he could've been given "creepier" features because his corpse sank to the bottom of the lake (which would explain the kelp hair) or because the lake's water was dark and murky (consider the Creature of the Black Lagoon)

But we still have the question of why his stomach is a blue lava lamp. A friend of mine noticed this first, but she theorized that the color and bubbles in the lamp are meant to symbolize water. This could also reflect how (specifically) the client died: by accidentally swallowing water as he tried (and failed) to swim

This could tell us that a sinner's demonic form references how they died. We could apply this to the "X" on Alastor's forehead and Vaggie's missing eye (also marked with an x), Loopty's teeth being piano keys (because a piano crushed him to death). If Martha were to appear in a later episode, her left eye might be missing (because Moxxie shot her through the head, blowing-out her eyeball)

But as much as this makes sense, there are many sinners whose forms don't match their method of death (if we know it) or clearly show how they died. For example, Mayberry's demonic form was very basic: her skin turned pink and her head sprouted horns. Lyle's form was red skin, horns and green swirling eyes. Angel Dust is a fluffy white and pink spider, Husker is a cat with red feathery wings and Vox has a television for a head

We also have the fan theory that a sinner's form is a reference to what they did in life. For example, Angel Dust, Arackniss, Molly and Henroin are all spider-like because they were all members of the same mafia crime family (spinning "webs of intrigue", as it were). Husker might look like a cat because like a stray "alley cat", he spent many nights in an alley (because he was either thrown-out of a bar or lost all his money gambling, since he's an alcoholic gambler). Vox might've been a famous television host or network producer, just as Alastor might've been a famous radio host

[ashhearthelps]

Here are some finished projects I'd like to upload in the future ::

Two Mystery Machine Inspired Roleplay Icon Borders.

One Promo template.

Blue Lagoon Psd Coloring.

Yellow Posies Psd Coloring.

Blushing Blonde Psd Coloring.

Moody Delights Psd Coloring.

Green Ribbon Psd Coloring.

Valentine Psd Coloring.

Here are two unfinished projects I'd like to upload in the future ::

Reese Witherspoon in Legally Blonde Gifs.

Nicole Fujita Gifs.

Projects to start ::

Roleplay Icons of Simone Lenoir & Lena Dupree.

Roleplay Icons of Rose McGowan in Scream.

Roleplay Icons of Shannon Doherty in Heathers.

Make a Masterlist for Supernatural, Disney Channel, and The Vampire Diaries Fandoms.

Make a Names Masterlist based off of the names of characters in a few shows I like watching.

I also need to finish updating my Yugioh masterlist and maybe one of my other roleplay masterlists.

[little-lily-w]

Modus operandi

A/N This story is inspired by the roleplay I’m doing with @asa-emory-the-collector​ (mun: @slassher-addict ) and my muse Eve @hisbluemonarch 

This didn’t happen in the story, it’s just a possible future I imagined out of Asa’s mun bringing an option of Asa making Eve forget him. 

Words: 3k

Warnings: well this is Asa Emory with SO... angst, stockholm syndrome, bruises

Eve was looking at the lagoon in front of her. Sitting on the grass was one of the most satisfying sensations for her, especially with a light breeze creating goosebumps all over her bare arms. At least life had a good side after these three months.

The first one was the crudest of them all. After the incident at the hotel where she basically saved his life, Asa had told her that she wasn’t needed any more. At the beginning she couldn’t understand. Why. Why did he want her to leave after she fought three men for his own integrity? Was it because of some stupid ego thing? She claimed for a reason, with tears running down her cheeks, a weak jaw and trembling lips. A big metaphorical darkness consuming her eyes.  She begged to stay, to be back in her old room if that was what he wanted or at least to kiss him goodbye but none of that happened. Asa was cold, distant, he was committed to get rid of her. She was supposed to forget, even to accept the whole matter as a second chance in life, but it was meaningless for her.

When the second month arrived, the whole day crying was replaced by sporadically tears under the shower. It felt like an attack, as if someone was throwing an arrow to her chest out of nowhere. She decided to start visiting her parents again even if she couldn’t tell them anything. Even if she had to excuse herself and leave because memories became too overwhelming. But she pretended.

By the time the third month came, her life was little by little organized again. She started to think about getting a job because her few savings were running out. But where would she go for an application with two horrendous dark circles under the eyes? She was a living breathing human being but she wasn’t a persona anymore. Soulless. But despite the pain and the nights she spent awake missing him, upset at him, feeling destroyed, that was the time when Xavier came into her life. He was different from Tomas and different from Asa too. He was kind and decent yet he didn’t carry that Roman god aura that made Eve fascinated with the Collector. But he warmed her days a bit. They met at the familiar square, the one that Eve frequented again and again in hopes to find Asa like she did when out of the hospital. She was crying on a bench like that one time and Xavier reached to her.

With the following weeks they started to hang out, it was obvious he was interested in her but it wasn’t out of a physical attraction neither an intellectual one. It was about her story, her past, something she wouldn’t tell to him but that was clear had positioned her as a reborn person. Well, as a reborn person who didn’t want rebirth.

The first time he kissed her was unexpected for Eve yet she didn’t feel anything. Not love, not sexual energy, not even comfort. The only thing she felt was the cold blue pendant she still kept in her neck moving slightly as Xavier held her face. She didn’t say anything. He just excused himself. After that day, Eve was the one who took the initiative and kissed him, trying to feel normal again like she once attempted to do with Tomas but this time there was urgency to forget. They kept going on dates which mainly consisted on walks through the forest, because Xavier knew she loved it. He was falling in love with her. She started to feel at the burial of an old Eve.

But this particular afternoon she was at the forest alone with the intention to meditate but also to do this task that was still connecting her with her past. After what seemed like an eternity, she removed her necklace and took it in her hand. Fingers fidgeting with the blue butterfly. Her other palm went to her forehead, supporting the weight of it as she cried. She was trembling, already knowing what the only step left was. Standing up, she gave a decisive look at the pendant and moved her arm backwards ready to throw it to the lagoon.

But the action never came.

She screamed. Mad at herself. Mad at Asa Emory. Mad at this silver piece that was burning her skin.  She tried a second time without avail. But then a flash of her memories being locked inside a blue box appeared in her mind. Him kicking the box, throwing water and bleach at her, carving the butterfly pattern in her arm she was always going to have.

-You took this choice away from me – she whispered in regards to her scars – I have the choice for this one – she took a deep breath, reaching braveness – Goodbye, Asa Emory.

She was about to finally throw the necklace when she heard the sound of some branches in the distance. Eve turned alert, her hand instinctively going to her pocket where she carried the small knife. She wasn’t the helpless woman anymore. Not after Tomas kidnapped her. Not after Asa trained her on how to fight. And if someone was planning on taking advantage of her being all alone, she certainly was going to defend herself.

-Hello? – she said lowly, making a few steps but suddenly feeling something by her foot. Looking down, she realized it was a spider. Not the kind of small ones she would find in a forest but the big black ones she’d find… at his lab. Eve tried to think it was a simple coincidence but as soon as she saw three more on the ground, the fact that he was somewhere near was obvious. She felt the urge to scream, not out of fear but out of pure anger, but she knew keeping silent was the best option to have a chance for whatever he was planning on doing.

Taking the knife out, she held it tightly at her side, elbow protecting her ribs as she had learned. She only had to walk the path from where she came from and she’ll end back on the road. Just about half a mile.

Her brain switching into an old mode. She had lost the habit of walking slowly but she gained it back very quickly, afraid that there could be any traps. Eve felt her heartbeat galloping in her ears, her cheeks turning furious red. What did he want? And again: why?

Again she heard the sound of the branches for a mere second Eve turned her head to the direction of it but it was enough for her to step on a big leaf. Even though there weren’t any visible threads, something automatically caught her foot and moved her upside down carrying her a few meters away till it stopped between a few trees.

This time Eve screamed. She was out of her mind, disorientated, frustrated. Almost like a savage horse which was waiting for the tamer to come. But no one was able to hear, her vocal chords weren’t strong enough to surpass the trees. No one except him.

“WHAT DO YOU WANT?!”, she yelled at him, wherever it was he was hiding. “FUCK YOU. FUCK YOU!!!”, she let out as loud as she could, dizzy from the position, not even minding how rare it was from her to be using strong language. But still, Asa wasn’t visible.

Trying to recover her breath, she decided to take action. Still with knife on hand, she tried to reach for a strong branch to help her find support and reach the rope attached to her ankle. Thanks to her new level of fitness, she was able to actually cut it falling heavy on the ground just to get trapped into a large fishing net, knife falling off of her hand.

“NO!”, she yelled again realizing it was almost a joke he put on her. She tried to move her fingers out of one of the tiny holes, trying to reach the knife but out of nowhere a black shoe stepped on it, kicking it backwards. At the sight of Asa, Eve started squirming violently on the floor, trying uselessly hard to get free. Asa just leaned down, watching her without saying a word, enjoying the view for a few seconds before picking her up and walking towards a blue box that was waiting for her a few meters away. Even with her angrily moving her arms for him to release her, he managed to get her inside and lock the cover.

The trip to the hotel was quick but it was filled with Eve’s yells and kicks to the box. God, she knew he could hear her. She wanted to exasperate him. It wasn’t about asking for help or being heard from the outside of the van. No. It was about making him feel the same way she felt all those days if that could be possible. But Asa didn’t react. He knew what he was going to get, just as he knew she’d free herself from the disguising trap.

Eve became dysphonic after 20 minutes. She stopped her frenetic movements too. She also knew he wanted her to be tired so she decided to preserve some energy although she didn’t know for what exactly.

Back at the hotel, he pushed the box to the lab, smiling at how light she was, as if he was remembering the first day he met her. The room was empty of people although with the typical stretchers, torture utensils and jars with spiders. He unlocked the cover and before she could even move or yell at him again, he grabbed her neck  through the fishing net and squeezed. Asa knew Eve’s body to perfection. He stopped exactly at the point when she didn’t struggle anymore, when the little black eyes started to lose their shine. Hearing her cough once he released her, he took advantage to cut the fishing net with his knife and get her out of the box to handcuff her to a bar below the roof. He grabbed her chin and gently shook her head, knowing she was awake but still dizzy. As soon as Eve focused on him again, she started to pull from the handcuffs, only hurting her wrists in the process. She screamed at him, even growled with clenched teeth while Asa observed her with curious arachnid eyes through the mask.

“What?!”, Eve spitted with a disgusted face. “This isn’t your modus operandi so what do you want?”

The Collector stood still.

“Oh God, I can’t believe this”, Eve looked upwards like demanding a divine justification. “You are just going to stay silent?”, Eve faced him again. “Three months, Asa Emory. Three months. You told me to forget you”, she said furiously to him, a tear running down her cheek. “Why am I here again?”.

The Collector turned around and started walking to the door.

“That’s all? You are just going to walk away? What’s worrying you, Asa Emory? That you can’t face me? That you can’t fucking watch me in the eyes and give me an explanation you fucking pussy?!”

Asa stopped all of a sudden. Eve knew it was a weak key in him yet she decided to press it. Maybe without thinking, maybe fully conscious wanting to risk it all or at least to get a reaction from his iced temper.

Turning around and walking to her, he grabbed her by the jaw forcefully, black eyes meeting black eyes, none of them blinking. His fingertips were digging into her flesh, her pulse was beating under his gloves. Asa took the knife out once again and moved it to her face. Eve eyed the weapon with a slight fear but quickly turned her attention towards him again. She was face to face with a serial killer yet if he wanted to end her, at least she would be out of the loop. Asa brushed the edge slightly against her cheek, wiping the tear off. Then he let go of her and finally exited the lab.

Eve kept struggling with the handcuffs. She reached her hair and took off her clip, trying multiple times to unlock them with sweaty fingers and a neck that hurt from looking upwards and from Asa’s grip. Once she was free, she touched the area. Another bruise. Of course. Usual coming from Emory. She walked to the door and started to pull from the latch. Obviously with no avail. She kicked the door with frustration before looking around. Everything looked exactly as she remembered. Locating the cameras on the roof, she walked to the short furniture where he kept the jars and took one of them to free a tarantula. With the animal safe on the floor, she showed the jar purposefully to the camera and let it fall from her hand, getting it smashed into pieces with a thunderous sound. She took another one, repeating the action. Oh, Asa Emory, you are certainly going to come back.

As soon as she heard the keys, she grabbed one of the scalpels, getting away from the door. The Collector eyed the mess on the floor, then the nervously wrecked woman in front of her. Since she walked backwards, a mistake she should have been smarter to avoid by now, he started to move towards her, predatory instincts kicking in.

“Stop”, Eve said with a shaky voice. What did she actually want? She had made him come back, now she wanted him to stay frozen in place. She felt dizzy again, overwhelmed by his alpha presence. “I’m going to use it. I know how to”, she warned him when even if she was trained, he could never beat him. Asa took his knife out, enjoying her little jump at the abrupt motion, but surprisingly, he left it on the stretcher, showing her his empty gloved hands.

“Stop”, Eve whispered, back now against the wall with a trembling scalpel.

Asa removed his mask, messy brownish hair and a slightly sweaty forehead. Eve started to pant. His face seemed taken out of one of the many dreams she had had about him, missing his body, craving his kisses, desperate for his manly scent. Tears started to run down her cheek but this time non stopping.

“No”, she whispered almost unintelligible when Asa finally stopped in front of her, trapping her body and delicately moving his hand to her wrist. Eve wanted to scream but nothing came out of her mouth. Asa took the small weapon out of her hand without her even opposing resistance. Instead, Eve broke in a painful cry. The Collector stayed still for a moment, then put the scalpel aside and removed his gloves. He grabbed her chin one more time, moving the messy hair out of her face, and wiped her tears.

“Why?”, she sobbed with a bouncing chest.

“This was your final test, butterfly”.

“What are you talking about?”

“You are ready to go home with me. Well, after your anger has washed away”.

“Washed away? You threw me away for three months. You told me to forget you, that you didn’t need me anymore. You didn’t care about me, neither you minded my pain. I loved you”

“I spent the whole three months tracking you. That little air you felt? That little noise that made you turn around every other time? But I needed the three months. I needed to see what you would do after you mourned me. But you didn’t betray me.”

“And you needed to check that making me go through all of that?”, Eve asked pitifully. “After I gave you everything that I was, after I stayed by your side with full compliance, after I saved your life?”.

“I know it hurt you. But I won’t do that again to you. I already know what I needed to know. And you are going to be part of my social life even if you talk in a past tense because I know it’s not true”.

“Oh yeah? And how are you so sure? You said you were tracking me, how are you sure that I hadn’t forgotten you?”

The Collector took from his pocket the necklace pendant that was thrown away when the trap caught her ankle.

“Because of the tracker”, he smiled.

Eve didn’t know what to say. She was frustrated but it was actually true.

“Well but I met someone”, she said.

Asa chuckled.

“I know”.

“And you don’t mind that? I mean, I was forgetting you, as you see”, Eve said wanting to hurt his ego for being so cocky.

“Really?”, he asked obviously faking being worried.

Eve shrugged her shoulder gesturing proudly with her face.

“So you are telling me… he makes you tremble like I do?”, he teased her sliding his nails very subtly down her arm. Eve inhaled deeply to control herself. “He manages to caress you like I do?”, he gently caressed the bruise on her neck with his thumb. “He is able to kiss you like I do?”, Asa moved his face very close to hers. Eve’s sobs turned into little gasps. “He gets your lady-like being thrown out of the window when he is intimate with you?”

“M-Master”, Eve moaned, pronouncing that term after a long period of time. She couldn’t resist the truth anymore.

“Does he make you feel like I do?”, Asa asked and finally grabbed her by the nape to kiss her, roughly, almost painfully, mostly because he had missed her violets-scented body as much as she had missed him.

Unable to control herself, Eve reached upwards with her arms, surrounding his neck before he harshly moved her to one of the stretchers, getting on top of her. He reached for the knife, cutting her clothes in half, continuing to devour her mouth, coming down to bite her bruised neck while caressing her exposed body.

In bliss of pain and pleasure, Eve felt alive again. That was certainly going to be a long long long night.

[xxvampweebyxx]

Looking for historical roleplays!

Hello, my name is Mako! I’m looking for semi-realistic to realistic historical roleplays. Please don’t roleplay with me if you’re not comfortable with roleplaying sensitive topics (discrimination, violence, etc) since a lot of the time periods have that. Of course I won’t roleplay your triggers though. I am looking to roleplay any of the time periods below.

Please look over the long list of movies we can base our rp off of too. Some of said movies are on Netflix or Hulu if you are interested in watching.

1920s

1500s, 1600s, 1700s & 1800s

Any time period/setting where there were serial killers/mysterious killings. Also plagues.

Anything based on Salem Witch Trials/The Crucible, The Blue Lagoon, The Good Lord Bird, Titanic, Loving, the Outsiders, Heathers, Grease, 1917, Free State of Jones, Roots, Coraline, Gone with the Wind, Jack the Ripper, The Last of the Mohicans, Phantom of the Opera, Django Unchained, Bohemian Rhapsody, Umbrella Academy S2, Trial of the Chicago 7, Where Hands Touch, MCU, DC, Interview with the Vampire, The Greatest Showman, Hunchback of Notre Dame, certain Disney and Dreamworks movies, 12 Years A Slave, Schindler’s List, Bonnie and Clyde, Pride and Prejudice, Gladiator, Outlander, The Patriot or Braveheart. Feel free to suggest others.

My character is Sabrina (picture in link).

https://imgur.com/a/vlLRcqy

I’m looking for literate 3rd person roleplayers who can type at least 5 sentences per post. Comfortable with nsfw and playing the dominant role. I am open to any amount of story and nsfw or equal. I roleplay with any species (humans, humanoids, etc). I will also roleplay against canons (historical figures or characters in said movies) and OCs. I am looking to do MxF or FxF pairings.

CONTACT - Vampy#2495 on discord

[emile-hides]

Out of Australia, into the fire

Based on an in game RP with @aripan12 and @syalin-deerfox (Original prompt from Two Junkers and a D.Va which can be read here)

Edit: Both Ari and Zayne wrote their own versions of this promt as well.

If you want heavy Roadrat, read Zayne’s version HERE

If you want an almost exact one-to-one of the actual roleplay + Bloopers read Ari’s version HERE

Now, on to my take:

In which Roadhog impulsively cares for a war child

Mako “Roadhog” Rutledge huffed as he looked over his empty fridge shelves for the third time in the last hour. No matter how many glances he spared, the ice box remained empty.

The large man gave another huff as he closed the fridge door, lifting himself up straight before heading out of the large barn he called a home. 

“Rat.” He spoke in the general direction of a small, one room trailer.

Jamison “Junkrat” Fawkes poked his head out of one of the three holes in the small buildings walls, two of which he swore were made for better lighting. The third of which was an accident.

“Hoggie! Just in time I was about to test-”

“We’re out of food. I’m heading into Junker town. Stay here.” Roadhog cut his boss off, already starting the slow walk to the scrap city.

“Whot??? Wait, mate, lemme come too! I need some shit and-” Both the junker’s momentum from leaping out of his work shed and sentence were cut off by a large hand easily catching him by the tire on his back.

“Stay.” Mako said flatly, setting the smaller back down in his work station.

Junkrat whined and swayed like a blade of grass in the wind, “But Roooooooadie”

His complaints weren’t met with a response as the older Junker again began to walk away, leaving Junkrat unsupervised.

______ ______ ______ ______

The large door of Junkertown was just as locked as it was the last time Mako approached. He’d always hated how hard the queen tried to make the pile of scrap seem like a real city. It wasn’t. It never would be.

“Let me in already!” A squeaky voice thick with an accent not native to the island screeched along side the banging of metal, “Please!! I just need to get home!”

Mako paused for a moment at the small girl standing at Junkertown’s door, banging away and begging for entry. Her clothes were bright pink, a color Mako hadn’t seen in a long time, and seemed almost completely clean. Her hair was long and shiny, almost freshly washed. She was small, thin, but healthy. As if all of this wasn’t enough, the sound of her voice made it absolutely, positively clear she was not a native to the savage wastelands of Australia.

Still. She was in the way.

Roadhog threw his hook, safely wrapping it around the girls waste to pull her away from the door. She yelped, and stumbled by his side before fear ran cold across her face. Mako spared her a glance before knocking at the Junkertown door three times with his hook.

“Rutledge?” The guard of the door spat from his lookout point, “You sure are brave to be showin’ your masked face around here again mate. Better now be armed, we got orders to shoot you on sight.”

These threats meant nothing to Roadhog. He simply waited for the gate to open silently before he strolled in, latching his hook to his belt.

“W...Wait!” The girl from before shouted once she finally snapped from her fear induced daze, quickly chasing after the lumbering man.

Mako, again, barely spared the girl a glance, though slowed down slightly to allow her to walk along side him, hoping to block her bright outfit from the onlooking eye of the local thugs.

“M-My name is Hana Song. I was kidnapped from Busan, South Korea, and dropped here. I-I’m not sure where here... is... D-Do you have a phone I could barrow? Please?” She asked, gripping the bottom of her shirt in desperation.

Roadhog glanced at the local shops before walking into an old convenient store, now with nothing more than rusted canned items and whatever animal was found in rummaging in the trash that morning.

“N...No?” Hana half whimpered, continuing to follow him. She watched his movements was they wandered the mostly empty lanes before starting again, “I-I can pay for the distance call! I-I c-can pay reward money! S-Something for your trouble, please! M-My team- M-My country needs me! I-I can pay-”

Mako handed the girl a can of corn. She stared at it, then glanced up at him, clearly confused as she took it.

Luckily, the confusion was enough to shut her up on the money nonsense as the finished shopping. It wasn’t a lot, but it’d be enough for a last meal on this irradiated rock.

On the way out of Junker town, Hana piped up again, “Does... th-this mean you’re going to help me...?” She asked meekly.

A large hand gently pat at Hana’s hair as they stepped out of the scrap city of Junkertown. Hana flinched for a moment at the contact, only realizing at the third pat it was meant to be comforting.

She smiled, “Thankyou.” slipped from her mouth barely above a whisper as they walked away from Junkertown.

______ ______ ______ ______

“Roadie! You’re finally back, what’d ya get I’m STARVIN’!” Junkrat came bounding from his shed as soon as Roadhog came into view.

The larger Junker didn’t acknowledge the smaller as he simply continued to the barn. Junkrat did the same to Hana, who followed the two closely.

“So! While you were gone I was thinkin’ of ways to get back at the queen and I’ve finally got the perfect plan! Wanna hear it?? Of course you do! So-” 

“This is Hana.” Mako spoke up, cutting the smaller off as he drew his attention to Hana Song, “We’re taking her to South Korea.”

Junkrat blinked down at the bring pink stick before him. He stared, unblinking, for almost a solid two minutes.

“South Kor-ee-a?” He repeated, incredibly incorrect of course, “Where in the bloody blue blazes is that?”

“Far.” Mako spoke bluntly, putting his assorts groceries on his make-shift table for now, “Pack what you need. We’re leaving tonight.”

“T-Tonight? Mate what- Don’t you walk away from me!” Junkrat snapped as Roadhog began to leave the barn.

Mako glanced back at Hana, standing awkwardly in the center of the room, “Stay.” He spoke, then continued out, Junkrat shouting behind him.

______ ______ ______ ______

“What about our plans to get back at the queen?! What about our 50/50 split treasure? You wanna just lug that with us?!” Junkrat huffed and hollered all the way back to Junkertown.

Mako continued to ignore him, making sure the smaller was behind him when they approached the gate, easly hiding Junkrat behind his larger form.

“Twice in one day, Rutledge? Ya forget somethin’?” The guardsman laughed as the gate opened.

“I’ve never even heard of no South Kor-ee-a! What makes ya so sure it’s even a real place and that shiela ain’t just one of the queen’s goons sent to whack us, huh?! Ya even left her alone in our place!”

“Mako? Well this is a surprise?” Junkrat’s complaints cut off with the introduction of a new voice, raspy and weary with age. He’d been ranting so long, Junkrat hadn’t even noticed he and Mako walked into one of Junkertown’s many scrap shops.

“Here for the usual?” A short, chubby man with a scruffy white beard asked, taking a large cigar from his mouth.

“I need a boat. With a moter, and enough oil to get it to Asia.” Mako spoke.

“A boat?” The short scrapper asked, scratching his chin, “That’s a tall order. The Queen ain’t very fond of boats she don’t own.”

Junkrat sized up the man before them, rationalizing if he was going to give Roadhog a hard time, and if he’d have to step in to get whatever Roadie was after.

“The moter’s the easy part, I’ve been working on one myself...” The man gave a gentle kick to a scrapped together engine he’d been working on when they walked in, “The fuel I’ve almost got too, but the actual boat...”

“Please, Bruce.” The word was so foreign, Mako certainly hadn’t used it in over 20 years, and he’d doubt the younger generation in this country even knew what the word means.

Bruce paused, giving another scratch to his chin... A deep sigh left his mouth, “Alright. I’ll get something together and have it at Lagoon Pier by 3am tonight.”

Roadhog gruffed a thankyou, placed a hand on Junkrat’s head, and lead him from the shop, back to Junkertown’s gate.

“...We’re really leavin’?” Junkrat asked as they left the scrapped together city he one called home, “Are we... gonna come back?”

Roadhog didn’t speak. He stared ahead blankly at the wasteland he created, a hand resting on Junkrat’s head.

They walked home in silence.

______ ______ ______ ______

The short, hastily put together plan was explained to Hana by Junkrat over a scrapped together final meal. They then packed up anything essential into Roadhog’s bike, and headed out across the country.

Hana had long sense passed out in the side car, tightly hugging Mako’s pachimari doll as she rested. Junkrat has also, supposedly, passed out behind Roadhog on the bike.

As the two slept, Mako took a moment to park along side a cliff and stare out at the desert.

He thought about how 20 or so years ago, this place was just like the world Hana had described to them. How he’d spend his days playing video games on his phone just like her, or how he could spend hours weaving brightly colored flowers into crowns.

20 years ago they were just like every other place in the world.

What... happened?

Mako’s grip on his handle bars tightened.

ALF happened.

HE happened.

For a moment, Mako considered turning around. Driving back to his scrapped old barn on his wasted little farm with the small grave marked only with a dusty little bolder and a few dead flowers.

It wouldn’t be fair for him to leave. He broke the world, he deserves to rot in it. He deserves to sit on this little irradiated rock and slowly die of whatever the world wants to throw at him.

“Roadie..?” A yawn broke Roadhog of his thoughts as Junkrat lifted himself up some, hanging over the larger man’s shoulder, “Why’d we stop? Ya gotta piss?” The younger Junker rubbed at his eye, nuzzling into Mako’s neck from grogginess.

Roadhog released his grip on his handle bars. For a moment his mind wondered where Jamie could be had the Omnium not exploded.

Would he be a child soldier, like Hana? Willing to give his life for a county so quick to throw away it’s citizens? Fighting a war at such a young age...

“Roadie?” Junkrat asked, a bit more awake, “Ya alright? Ya got that sad look on yer face...”

Roadhog glanced to Junkrat. The smaller look concerned.

Mako squished Jamie’s cheeks in his hand, “Sit down. I can’t drive with you standin’ up like that.” He scolded. Jamison whined in his hold, patting weakly at Mako’s shoulders until he was released, allowing him to fall back onto his seat.

Roadhog chuckled before starting the bike again. There’s no point in turning back.

He hadn’t destroyed the world.

At least

Not yet.

[polly-weasley]

List of Fanfics I’ve written recently

Hi! I know I’ve been away from here for a looong time. I’m actually really, really busy in real life, but I’ll have a few days for myself now! So I’ll just update the latest fics I’ve posted on my AO3!

* Primal (Incomplete)

Inspired on Blue Lagoon | Size Difference | Soft Draco | hung harry | Intersex  Draco | Smut | Mpreg | male breasts | Breastfeeding | Nipple Play | breast fetish | Small Draco | Oral Sex | Vaginal Sex | Anal Sex | Pregnant Sex | Babies | A LOT of babies | Fluff | Love | Domesticity | instincts | they will return to a more instinctive state | Family feelings | Stillbirth | Hurt/Comfort | a bit of angst | but a very very happy ending

When Harry woke up with salt on his body and sunlight on his eyes, he thought that maybe he was dreaming. When it was clear that he wasn’t dreaming, but stuck in a desert island with Draco Malfoy, his former enemy and currently friend and coworker, he thought that soon people would find them. That it was going to be okay and that they’d soon be home. He hoped. But not always all we hope come true. Sometimes, it turns into something so, so much better.

* The Alpha's precious treasure   (complete)

Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics | Alpha Harry Potter | Omega Draco Malfoy | Size Difference | Size Kink | Size Queen Draco Malfoy | Loss of Virginity | Arranged Marriage | Implied Mpreg | Breeding Kink | Lactation Kink | Dirty Talk | Alternate Universe - Royalty | this is just a sorry excuse for smut | very kinky smut

After the horrible destruction the Slytherin kingdom faced under King Tom Riddle's hands, King Lucius entered into a peace tread with Gryffindor kingdom, asking to keep his throne in exchange for a marriage with his omega son, Prince Draco. Of course, King Harry accepts, and now the most precious jewel of Slytherin Kingdom is going to become a true king consort of the Gryffindors.

* Work to be done  and When life 'clicks' 

Both from my Savages Universe.

* The choices we make      by                    Ladderofyears ( @clemandben ) PollyWeasley   (Complete)

Original Child Character(s) | Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics | Alpha Harry Potter | Omega Draco Malfoy | Intersex Draco | Traditions | CEO Draco | Secret Relationship | Strict family | Anal Sex | Vaginal Sex | Oral Sex | Crossdressing | This story was originally a roleplay | Mpreg | mentions of mpreg | Breeding Kink | male breasts | Older Harry Potter | Alternate Universe - Non-Magical

Draco Malfoy is a virgin, unmated omega, and also the CEO and heir of a multimillionaire company. Harry Potter is an alpha, also unmated, but divorced and a single father, who just happened to have the most amazing smell of all alphas in the world. They attraction is immediate, and the desire, too. But with Draco's family checking on his virginity every single day, forcing him to be the perfect omega son, he's trapped between his familiar traditions, and his deep desire of marrying the alpha he loves and having a family with him.

[desperatelyseekingroleplay]

Looking for historical Roleplays!

Hello, my name is Mako! I’m looking for semi-realistic to realistic historical roleplays. Please don’t roleplay with me if you’re not comfortable with roleplaying sensitive topics (discrimination, violence, etc) since a lot of the time periods have that. Of course I won’t roleplay your triggers though. I am looking to roleplay any of the time periods below. Please look over the long list of movies we can base our rp off of too. Some of said movies are on Netflix or Hulu if you are interested in watching. - 1920s - 1500s, 1600s, 1700s & 1800s - Any time period/setting where there were serial killers/mysterious killings. Also plagues. - Anything based on Salem Witch Trials/The Crucible, The Blue Lagoon, The Good Lord Bird, Titanic, Loving, the Outsiders, Heathers, Grease, 1917, Free State of Jones, Roots, Coraline, Gone with the Wind, Jack the Ripper, The Last of the Mohicans, Phantom of the Opera, Django Unchained, Bohemian Rhapsody, Umbrella Academy S2, Trial of the Chicago 7, Where Hands Touch, MCU, DC, Interview with the Vampire, The Greatest Showman, Hunchback of Notre Dame, certain Disney and Dreamworks movies, 12 Years A Slave, Schindler’s List, Bonnie and Clyde, Pride and Prejudice, Gladiator, Outlander, The Patriot or Braveheart. Feel free to suggest others. My character is Sabrina (picture in link). https://imgur.com/a/vlLRcqy I’m looking for literate 3rd person roleplayers who can type at least 5 sentences per post. Comfortable with nsfw and playing the dominant role. I am open to any amount of story and nsfw or equal. I roleplay with any species (humans, humanoids, etc). I will also roleplay against canons (historical figures or characters in said movies) and OCs. I am looking to do MxF or FxF pairings. CONTACT - Vampy#2495 on discord

[fyrapartnersearch]

Calling for dedicated roleplayers with a passion for writing

Hello! My name is Aaliyah or Ally for short, and I will cut right to the chase. I am looking for a mature role-player, preferably 21+ but will also accept 18+ (just to be sure that you are of legal age, otherwise it’ll be very uncomfortable).



As I am 26 years of age with 12 years of experience, I hope to meet someone who shares my passion in creative writing, as well as formulating interesting plots and characters. 

In case you are curious about me as a person, I am a full-time student and a young writer who works at the gym on the side, but also enjoys other creative outlets such as drawing. Usually my schedule is fairly full, including the attendance of friends or family. However I always have ample time for a good roleplay. :) 



I am seeking a literate writer who is committed to a long-term partnership, and by that I truly mean it. Please do not respond if you are uncertain of upholding a stable roleplay. Furthermore, I’ve noticed the “ghosting after the first few messages“ trope is a fairly widespread issue in the roleplaying scene / community. I would like to implore you from refraining it. I’ve grown quite irritated by it lately and rather like to avoid it in the near future. That way we don’t waste anyone’s time. Thank you in advance. If you are hitting a hiatus, that’s completely fine! A simple message of putting things on hold is completely sufficient, but I would like to keep in touch in case the story bears great potential. Now I have a wish, or as other say it, a certain craving for something new and fresh. And that something is quite specific, as my interests are a little unorthodox. Not the typical ‘Marvel, DC, My Hero Academia, etc’ type of stick. (Not to throw shade on them! They are great! Just not my cup of tea at the moment)


I heavily enjoy video-games, tv-shows, comics, films, books, the list goes on. Hopefully I can attract some kindred spirits. 
 I do roleplay both Canon and Original!



So if there’s no luck in finding a fitting Canon based story, we can always switch to original world building. First, I like to list all of my heavy cravings and interests. The ones marked in bold are usually the ones I am very willing to do.



Books:

Harry Potter Next Gen (original character cast)

True Blood

Vampire Hunter D (or Manga / Anime)

Vampire Chronicles by Anne Rice

Game of Thrones

Videogames:

Dragon Age (from Origins to current instalment)

Castlevania

Devil May Cry

Infamous series

The Darkness

Smite

Star Wars the Old Republic


Webcomics:

Lore Olympus

Lookism

True Beauty

Comics:

Constantine

Hellboy

Witchblade

The Darkness

X-Men

Films:

Alita Battle Angel

Kingsmen

Vampire Hunter D

TV-Shows live action:

True Blood

The Boys

Vikings

Game of Thrones (Open for discussion. Still haven’t recovered from the season finale however…)

TV-Shows animated:

Hellsing

Castlevania (Netflix adaptation)

Devil May Cry (Anime adaptation)

Demon Slayer (I have only started watching this)

FMA Brotherhood

Jojo’s bizarre adventure

Black lagoon

As for original plots, I am very keen on urban and gothic fantasy, but also mythology as well as horror and crime and action. I have plenty of ideas up my sleeve, some of them quite fleshed out and some of them being concepts in the making. Either way, I would rather have these ideas introduced throughout email or whatever platform we choose to communicate on. Themes for an original story I am most inclined to do are:

Supernatural / Metaphysical (Demons, Angels, Spirits, Monsters, etc.)

Mystery

Crime

Action

Sci-Fi & fantasy (Aliens coming in contact with unsuspecting earthlings during the middle ages / ancient time-periods)

Urban fantasy mixed with high school / college themes (similar to Supernatural with local monsters, creatures, etc)

Now onto the qualities of what my roleplaying partner should have.

What it all entails: What the Partnership should be: I strongly encourage an active roleplayer who is not afraid of sharing 50% of ideas, plotting, length, detail but most important of all, passion. A bird cannot fly with only one wing. Communication: I love making new friends and brainstorming, and communication is the bedrock of it all. It strengthens our compatibility and the story. Should there be anything that might bother you, or if you think you are left out in some type of way (be it a mistake on my part or if we’re both at fault here), simply tell me. It really doesn’t bother me rewriting certain scenes to better fit the narrative. We can always exchange opinions and see what would benefit the story most. The Way of Writing: No one-liners. No text-talk. No half-assed replies. And certainly no ‘quality over quantity’ when you can have both. I don’t expect anyone to write a novel, absolutely not. I don’t either, but if I get the feeling of my partner wavering in their effort and not investing as much as I do, I have to give them the chop, unfortunately. Too often have I encountered partners who showed strong enthusiasm at first, but after a while… they slacked and eventually only put the adequate effort into their side of things whilst completely disregarding my characters. I hope to avoid this in the future. And now to myself and how I write: My writing: Third person perspective usually, although I have made some exceptions in my years of writing. My style is wide-ranging and flexible, which means that frequently, word count will go up 1000+ per reply - though it also depends on the given situation and partner. And yes, I do double, preferably even, most likely in a canon universe. However this again wholly depends on the type of story, partner and cast of characters. I am very open and willing to discuss.


Rating: So you are writing with some of mature age. I have 12 years of writing under my belt. There will be violence, there will be swearing, gore, intimacy, uncomfortable topics, drama, conflict and other dark themes included when you are writing with me. I have few limits but I will respect the boundaries of my partner. And lastly, I won’t fade to black or skip out on the nitty gritty, unless it doesn’t serve a particular purpose in forwarding the story.

Characters: I write canon as well as OC characters. Faceclaims, GIFs, drawings, mood boards or just a plain physical description is absolutely sufficient. Characters should be written as opulent, flawed, unique, talented, heroic, villainous, spiteful, angry, and everything in-between. In other words, don’t be scared of making them flawed.

Romance: Openly play and accept characters of both genders, preferable m x f pairings, but I am open to m x m and f x f relationships as well. I have more experience with m x f relationships, so I might be more adaptable with this one. If the chemistry of two characters compel me, I’m on board with it! When it comes to sexual scenarios and intimacy (intercourse, foreplay, all that funny business). I encourage eroticism, but always in a tasteful, sensual manner (that goes for romance as well), though it is never the main focus of any of my stories, rather a tool to further the plot. Erotica is welcome but never the focus of any kind of roleplay. Content: Drama, violence, sex, metamorphosis, symbolism, action, romance, pretty much everything is a-okay. I am not explicitly bothered by certain subjects that may be uncomfortable for the general public. Roleplays are fictional stories and we best keep treating them as such. If there are things you are uncomfortable with, name them and I shall respect those boundaries. But don’t be surprised when suddenly one of our characters bites the dust, or gets tortured, etc. It may be difficult to write and read, but it is all part of the story and a tool for furthering the plot. My roleplays imply and involve brutality, mayhem, psychological and physical altercations among other things. But I also endorse beauty, serenity and placid moments for our characters to grow in. I love it when it comes full circle… everyone- and everything has a beautiful and hideous side. Again, this is mature and I am not here to coddle, I am here for a challenge. Should I hit a hiatus myself, I will inform you as soon as possible. :)



Platforms I usually roleplay on are email and google-docs. I also have Discord in case for plotting and chatting outside of the RP. Though Google Hangouts has proven itself as a sufficient chat-medium for such things, so I rather stay with that one. 



When you message me, please use the given codenames so I know what you like to specify in.

Blue Rose: Canon 


Red Feather: Original 




I’d be happy to receive a small description of yourself and what your passions are! :) Message me here: EMAIL: aylosreverie@gmail.com I am very excited to hear from you! Sincerely yours -Ally

[gasparothedesparo]

Hey y'all,

We're recruiting for a private pirate based RP on Kik, and invite anyone who is interested in a long-term, semi to advanced lit roleplay.

Here's a run down, with all credit going to Jaszama.

Welcome aboard the Howling Wolf!

Many are in search of adventure, exploration, and maybe even riches? What if there was a place where you could find all of that? You could make alliances, journey the world, along with so much more!

But...

Like any other exciting adventure in life, There is always a catch.

Plot

Word travels fast among the people. How have you not heard? There is news of a certain ship. The Howling Wolf. This ship has found news of treasure supposedly hidden on a lost island. The Captain and her first mate have been making their way to this island, but before they were able to reach any of the obstacles in their path others found out.

They failed to see the real dangers that were to come. The crew would have to face dangers that range from natural disasters that would knock the ship off course for weeks to alluring places.

Setting

Time: Mid 1600s

Place: Pacific Ocean/Pirate Ship

Map:

The Howling Wolf

This is where you will spend most of your time. Everyone will get their own role to have smooth sailing. Hope you don't get seasick easily. Most crew members sleep below deck, the brig at the lowest part of the ship. The Captain's Quarters is above deck below the wheel.

Pierve

A small town that is on the way to the island. Beware of the townsfolk, they are not the nicest people you will meet. Many came here to get away from their past lives, and don't care what they do to others. It may look inviting, but try not to get too comfortable.

Deadman's Lagoon

Many travelers have made it at least to this lagoon, but never any further. Ships have crashed in these rocky waters due to women singing to what some have said, creatures from the deepest part of the ocean pulling the ships into the jagged structures.

The Risky Ride

Risky Ride is a spot known for is storms and whirlpools. Storms can either be seen coming or they appear out of the blue, much like the whirlpools. The ships condition depends on the size of thesestorms. Sailors could be thrown off course or the ship could barely be floating on the water.

Mist Forest

This Forest covers an Island that is too large to sail around. Sailors have no choice but to walk across this forbidden land. It is unknown what lurks in the forest, but it is dangerous. It moves quick and it is hard to keep an eye on it. Stay alert or it may end your journey here.

Halmlen

If you manage to survive all of these trials then you will have made it to the riches you were searching for. This journey will not only take months, but you will not be the only ones searching. If you make it here alive, congratulations, but there are traps all through this new island. Don't get caught in any and you might be able to live out your days in gold.

With this being said, you will not be the only ones. Other people will try to stop you or even beat you to it. Other countries will try to make a stop to your journey. They will even fire on your ship. Are you willing to fight for your goal or just give up and let the other sailors succeed as you fail?

Roles

Captain(1)

Jade Edwards

First Mate (1)

(Reserved)

Works along side the Captain. If the Captain is busy the first mate makes sure everything is running smoothly on board, and that everyone is doing as they should.

Navigator (2)

Navigator will help with directing the ships course, making sure that if anything is coming up the captain or first mate is notified right away. They are in control of how the sailing goes.

Doctor (3)

The Doctor is the tend to any of the sick or wounded on the ship. They are mostly on the first floor below the deck. If any sailor is lost they are to report and document it.

Cooks (3)

The cooks are in the kitchen. They prepare 3 meals for the crew each day. After dinner they clean the dishes and dinning room. This way the ship can stay a little more clean.

Gunner (3)

They are in charge of making sure the cannons are loaded and ready for fire when the time comes. They keep count off all the ammunition and report when more is needed.

Crew Members (Unlimited)

Crew Members are treated the same as anyone else on the ship. They are to keep their barracks clean and are able to roam the ship like others, but when the time comes they are needed to fight.

Rules

1.) The minimum lines I will take for a reply is 10. I want to keep the story moving, so please try and and in some details.

2.) It is okay for some supernatural, because there will be things such as sirens and such in the rp, but don't go over the top with it.

______

If interested, DM me! I'll reply back with the group name/code.

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ROLEPLAY HISTORY !

the   rules   are   simple   !   post   ten   characters   you’d   like   to   roleplay   as,   have   role-played   as   and   might   bring   back.   then   tag   ten   people   to   do   the   same   (   if   you   can’t   think   of   ten   characters,   just   write   down   however   many   you   can   and   tag   the   same   amount   of   people   ).   aside   from   that,   please   repost   instead   of   reblogging !

CURRENTLY PLAYING:  lydia   martin,   malia   tate,   erica   reyes,   missy   gallavan

WANT TO PLAY:  allison   argent,   rebekah   mikaelson,  mary   newbury   and   agnes   from   the   books   witch   child   and   sorceress   by   celia   rees   ?   i   like   emmeline   lestrange   from   the  blue   lagoon   ( 1980 )   but   idk   how   that   would   mesh   with   modern   muses   and   almost   none   of   my   friends   have   seen   it   and   yeah.   misty   day   could   be   fun   too.

HAVE PLAYED:  katherine   pierce,   katniss   everdeen,   peeta   mellark,   gale   hawthorne

WILL / WOULD LIKE TO PLAY AGAIN:  katherine   was   definitely   fun,   maybe   katniss   since   thg   is   making   a   comeback   ?   i   love   lydia   &   malia   too   much   to   place   my   attention   elsewhere   for   too   long,   though.   lydia’s   my   main   muse   and  my  favorite.

Tagged by:   the   lovely   @graveiary   ! tagging:   @vanishcd  @alphacalled @withinnocencelost @wascoyote @earthsheir @aquamedic @wltchy @spikybat @valeureux @queenofthepoisons @fatalonica @makochosen @alphacalled @selfdcstructed@violnds@c0kehead @syphiopath @crownedevil @undeadstud  @haeunting @orionblood @gravespat &   anyone   else   who   wants   to   do   it   !

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Anime in RPG

Inspired and borrowing from this reddit: https://www.reddit.com/r/rpg/comments/3v20ph/anime_manga_that_would_make_a_great_rpg_and_the/

My Hero Academia:

AMP, Masks, Savage Worlds: Supers, BESM, OVA, Fate, Mutants and Masterminds

Cowboy Bebop:

Technoir, Edge of the Empire, Traveller, Savage Worlds

Hunter x Hunter:

Fudge, Anima: Beyond Fantasy, Final Fantasy RPG

Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure:

Marvel Heroic Roleplaying, Fate, Savage Worlds, Mutants and Masterminds.

Soul Eater:

Better Angels

Berserk:

Stormbringer, Sword of the Iron Throne, Lamentations of the Flame Princess, D&D 5e, Zweihander, AD&D

Psycho-Pass:

Technoir, GURPS, Eclipse Phase, Cyberpunk 2020

GATE:

GURPS, Palladium

One Piece:

Hero System, Fate, Mutants and Masterminds, D&D 5e, Wushu

Fairy Tail:

Hero System, Fate, Mutants and Masterminds, D&D 5e

Black Lagoon:

Apocalypse World, Savage Worlds, Fate

Fullmetal Alchemist:

GURPS, Fate, Anima Beyond Fantasy, Sorcerer

Slayers:

D&D 3.0

Gundam:

Mekaton

Trigun:

Deadlands, GURPS

Bleach:

Scion

Naruto:

Mutants and Masterminds, Exalted, BESM, D20

Those were just the concepts liked the most as well as Anime I am familiar with. There were concepts I liked but just wasn’t familiar with the Anime, as well as Anime I am familiar with but didn’t quite like the concept.

I’d love to hear some good ideas for running Dragon Ball, Tokyo Ghoul, various Magical Girl Anime (Sailor Moon, Cardcaptor Sakura, etc.), Blue Exorcist, Ghost in the Shell, Darker than Black, Vatican Kiseki Chousakan, Black Clover, Tiger and Bunny, Drifters, Assassination Classroom, Attack on Titan and Inuyasha. As well as more ideas for Bleach. 

If anyone has any ideas for any anime in RPG either to add to the ones on the list or to add ideas from my idea wishlist send me a message.

Also, send me a message if you wanna run one of these and are looking for players. I will play in any of those games, bt would be especially hyped to play anything set in My Hero Academia, One Piece, Fairy Tail, Bleach, Fullmetal Alchemist, Blue Exorcist, Black Clover, Assassination Classroom, Attack on Titan, or Inuyasha.

Also my discord is  ButterPanda888#8681

[lilac-and-gooseberries]

Look at this beaut in her Vailian frock, looking dapper whist chasing down a God (actually, doing anything but that). I love the fact that her skin’s like the night sky, with little freckle-like stars across it. I also made her hair look more like a blue lagoon, just because the original dark blue hair was too close to her skin tone. That detail level tho! <3

I love playing as a Spiritualist, it might not be the most effective choice on harder difficulties but it certainly is fun and easy to roleplay, cipher and chanter have some unique dialogue choices that I’m happy I can pick!

Better image to see the night-sky on her skin, I wonder if the markings they gave Moon Godlikes are simply aesthetic or have some deeper meaning. Arm looks weird ass here though, probably because of the posture.