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Saving A Holy Maiden (open rp)
May 30, 1431
Jeanne was to be put to death that day. She was betrayed, being brought to be burned at the stake, being called "a witch" by many. All she did was fight for France, her home, against her enemies. She had traded her ordinary farm life away to fight. What did she get in return?
She was now chained up to the stake as she held onto the cross given to her. She closed her eyes as the flames started at the bottom of her feet. She was praying, trying to block out any noises such as the crackling flames or the priest's speech. Even though she would die here because of her belief, she had no regrets. She was glad she made her decision to protect the ones she loved, even if she got betrayed later.
There may be a chance to actually save her life, you know? Will you save her on time, or will the flames consume her? There's not a lot of time to waste.
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agentnamed Β· 7 months
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"Steve, Darling. Please wake up," Peggy murmured gently running her fingers through his hair, she didn't know how he'd survived seventy years in the HYDRA Stomper untouched by the ravages of time, but he had, and he was here, Peggy had never been more grateful.
"Come back to me, Darling."
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themultiverseheroines Β· 2 years
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Open What If? RP (to all fandoms)
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In an alternate timeline, Rouge the Bat never became a thief. She instead used her skills to become a secret agent. A spy so to speak. To help uncover dangerous plots, help protect the innocent, while getting a good pay out of it.
Rouge was told she would be assigned to work with your muse, who she wasn’t happy to work with. Mostly due to her working alone on these sort of missions.
β€œSo, mind telling me why HQ suddenly don’t think I can handle this on my own? What? They afraid I may get hurt? Aww they do care, don’t they?” 
((I don’t own the pic))
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hydrastomper Β· 10 months
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"... Bucky's going to kill me."
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roleplayfinder Β· 1 year
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(18+) Howdy! Looking for Someone to play Rogue from Marvel Comics (preferably a 90s inspired Rogue) to ship with Peter Parker/Spider-Man in a What If idea where Spider-Man joins the X-men. I’m looking for a small amount of build up before romance happens and perhaps a NSFW scene. The plot would be sad at the beginning and perhaps darkish, I’ll give more details when discussing plot if your interested!
Another thing I should note is that I’ll portray Peter as a Comic inspired Peter but with Andrew Garfield as the face claim. I’m also totally willing to double up and play a Marvel character for ya! If you are interested please interact with this and I’ll get in touch with ya!
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movedto-stcrmybrews Β· 2 years
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Natasha mumbled playing with tech before her. " And if I do this..."she said softly her eyes widen. ' You got to be kidding me" Portal worked... but not for long. She looked around grabbing Clints bow.. and bag. " Here's to hoping" she thought before walking through portal.
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astronomodome Β· 4 months
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I don’t think we talk about impulse’s season 8 lore enough like he’s the canon heir to the Charlie (from the chocolate factory. You know the one) business but from a character perspective it’s not really a choice he makes actively. Being a candy factory owner is just sort of something that happens to him. Edible crystals appear in his inventory, he eats them, gets hooked on them, and then his factory owner clothing just like appears on him. He seems kind of confused by this but not enough to actually do anything about it. Absolutely mystifying type of man
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putridcowboy Β· 2 years
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the most important step in the hero’s journey is the gay sex
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tsty-brry Β· 3 months
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lee-and-honey-bee Β· 5 months
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Playing DandD with the younger bros today.
Younger me gave me this shirt.
And I’ve never been so proud.
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MARVEL ULTIMATE ALLIANCE is a literate, MCU/Comic based divergent Marvel RPG and is created for those who have a passion and love for all of Marvel. The roleplay is set after the events of No Way Home and life returned to normal or so it seemed. There was the discovery of something that had always been there which now caused discord amongst the world: Mutants
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agentnamed Β· 10 months
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"The name's Captain Carter."
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themultiverseheroines Β· 2 years
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Open What If? RP (to all fandoms)
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In an alternate timeline, Lapis Lazuli never was sealed inside the mirror. She never had her gem cracked, but was saved by the Crystal Gems, when Homeworld believed she was a spy for their enemies. She was given a chance to join the Crystal Gems, which she accepted, but only till the war was over.Β Once it was done, she left the group. Knowing she can’t leave Earth due to fear of what Homeworld would do to her.Β 
So, she roamed the planet.Β Creating a home for herself, when she would meet your muse. A human who she decided to befriend. While keeping them from finding out her past.
β€œSo, what brings you here? You here to ask for a favor, then you know what I want...more of those watercolor pencils you have. I’m working on something and need more of them to finish this.” 
((I don’t own the pic))
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hydrastomper Β· 2 years
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"There's my best girl."
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royalarchivist Β· 4 months
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Richarlyson: This is a good ship that never came to fruition.
Mike: This ship is better than Hideduo. Shut your mouths.
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Fit: Very cool artwork! DELUSIONAL, but very good artwork nonetheless.
Ramon: delulu
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Mike and Fit's VERY different reactions to Pacmanduo art (Pac & Etoiles) in the fanart museum.
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milkthemilkman Β· 29 days
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FRANCIS MOSSES X FEMALE READER (PT 1)
SUBMISSIVE FRANCIS
The click of the door, accompanied by the sound of keychains hitting against eachother takes your attention from the television. It's none other than your boyfriend, Francis, coming back home with the food you requested in his hand. "I'm home." He announces, as if you didn't already know. Taking off his shoes, he pulls the key out of the hey hole, and he steps inside the building. Kneeling down, he picks up his shoes, opens the cabinet right next to door and places the shoes inside, then closes both of the doors. His usual tired and stoic face turns up into a little grin as soon as he sees you approach him. He was quick to wrap his arms around you and lean down to give you a little peck. "Mm. Knowing you will be home when I come back makes my day a lot easier." He mumbles as he presses his forehead against yours, not being able to help himself from going in for a second kiss. He just couldn't get enough of you. The kiss lasted a few seconds. Then a few more. And a few more. The only reason he pulled back was because he was reminded of the bag of food in his hand. "Mm, darling. The food." His grin grew wider as he lifted up the bag of Chinese food. Even though he didn't want to, he removed his hands from your waist, and walked towards the living room, where he placed the bag of food on the table. "Be right back.." he mumbled, unbuttoning his shirt as he walked towards the bedroom. He opened the door and walked inside, but as soon as he closed the door, it was opened right back, your perverted glance on his body. He had expected you to be busy taking the containers out of the plastic bag. "Is there something you need?" He questioned as he turned around, but only when he tossed aside his button up, he realized your intentions. "Oh.." his face reddened as he watched you close the door behind yourself and walk closer to him. "Couldn't wait until after dinner?" He chuckled, his cheeks flushing. But obviously, once you kissed him, there was no way he was about to pull back. Closing his eyes, he leaned down a little to deepen the kiss, feeling your hands on his neck. He let you back him up onto the bed, and once there was no more room for his feet, he sat on the bed. You were quick to sit on his lap, and he very invitingly wrapped his arms around your waist as soon as you did. "Mm.." he groaned into your mouth as he felt your hips move on his lap. As tired as he might be, he could never, ever refuse you. As your lips parted from his, you trailed soft kisses along his jawline, sending shivers down his spine. "I can't resist you," he whispered hoarsely, his hands roaming over your curves as you playfully tugged at his belt, slowly undoing it with your hangs as you kiss his neck. "Francis," you breathed out, "I need you now." His breath hitched, and he responded by claiming your lips once more, deepening the kiss, his hands sliding under your shirt, exploring the sensitive skin of your back. The scent of your perfume filled his nostrils, and the heat of your body against his sent his desire soaring. With a low growl, he broke away, his eyes darkening with desire. "I've been wanting you since this morning," he admitted, his voice rough with passion.
As you once again trailed kisses down from his neck, to his chest, then down to Francis's abs, his heart raced in anticipation. A low growl escaped Francis, his fingers tangling in your hair as you slowly got off of his lap onto the ground on your knees, face to face with the waistband of his pants. He watched you take off the belt quickly, then unbutton his pants. He lifted his hips off the bed a little to make it easier for you to take the pants off, and it came down along with his boxers as soon as you pulled down, his length up and rock hard for you. It was embarrasing to him a little. All if took was a few minutes of kissing and a few touches on your skin for him to get so solid.. but you made him feel so weak. With a hungry look in his eyes, he watched you lower yourself further as You ran your tongue along the delicate skin just above his groin, savoring the way his muscles contracted beneath your touch. His sharp intake of breath spurred you on, and you eagerly dove in, taking him into your mouth. The salty taste of his skin was something he was hoping would inconvenience you, but you didn't seem to mind at all as you bobbed your head. (PT 2)
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