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{ Independent roleplay blog for siblings original characters. Written by Sely.
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I guess this is a PLOT CALL! For both the siblings, we can discuss any kind of thing! Pre-established or future, and any kind of relationship, I’m open to everything! LIKE this post if you’d like to plot something!
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Action meme || Physical meme
*Pokes you*
*Punches you*
*Plays with your hair*
*Tickles you*
*Licks you*
*Shoves you*
*Flicks you*
*Pulls your hair*
*Strokes your face*
*Slaps your ass*
*Cups your cheek*
*Massages shoulders*
*Bites you*
*Caresses you*
*Unbuttons your shirt*
*Unbuttons your trousers*
*Slaps your face*
*Hugs you*
*Pushes you against a wall*
*Pulls you into bed*
*Pulls you into my lap*
*Pinches cheeks*
*Picks you up*
*Slips hand up your shirt*
*Slips hand down your trousers*
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How does this look? ;~; ?
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– can you please like/reblog if you are open to darker rp blogs so i can check you out? i’m a multi-oc whose universe revolves around the black market, particularly targeting the illegal organ trade. muses are of various ages & nsfw themes will indeed be prevalent! thank you!
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“its dark im scared”
dont worry bae i got this
*stomps foot*
*sketchers light up*
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{Tumblr has changed so much, I feel like I should make a fancy theme and fancy icons to ‘fit in’ and I mean, they do look nice! If it wasn’t that I’m so awful with graphic. OTL.
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Hello! I’m new but also not, my name is Sely and I saw these going around a lot so I thought I’d give it a try!! Can you please LIKE or REBLOG this post if you’d be interested in interacting with two siblings original characters? Francesco is a teacher in training & Irene is an amateur singer! They’re both pretty friendly and easy going, but who knows~
Looking forward to meet you all!!
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Irene yells on the phone about her sexual experiences when Francesco is in the room, but if Francesco tried to even mention his sexual life in front of her she’d smother him with a pillow. Double standards.
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I guess this is a PLOT CALL! For both the siblings, we can discuss any kind of thing! Pre-established or future, and any kind of relationship, I’m open to everything! LIKE this post if you’d like to plot something!
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Icebreakers I
"Excuse me, but you’ve got a little something on your face there."
"Well... this is awkward."
"I guess this is the part where we shake hands and say 'nice to meet you', right?"
"I've seen you here before, but I guess I just never had the courage to say hello before."
"I'm so excited to finally meet you in person! I've always dreamed of this."
"Sorry, but, um... am I the only one confused here? Why hasn't anyone else showed up?"
"Watch out!"
"Am I dead? Are you an angel?"
"Okay, okay, listen. I miiiiight have had a little too much, and I miiight need someone to help me get home. You look trustworthy, so let's go."
"I'm sorry--please, can you help me?"
"I look forward to working with you."
"I look forward to serving you."
"Stay still! I'm trying to stop the bleeding!"
"I'm not trying to be nosy or anything, but... I've been seeing you here a lot lately, always by yourself. I just wanted to say, if you have anything on your mind, I'd listen."
"Um, I know you don't know me, but I think what you did back there was very brave."
"Some weather we're having, huh?"
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felicitas-amicum:
“Troublesome? Hm…well, I don’t think so–? He’s very bright and very cute, so he usually makes pretty good choices.” Bright, yes. Cute? Debatable. “Theo is…he’s not very nice, though. So I guess that can be troublesome.” Talking to someone else with siblings definitely was exciting, but Eve also had a tendency to get excited when anyone gave her even a little attention. “Oh! Your sister is the same age as me, then!”
“I wonder if our brothers are friends? Like…secret friends–” Given Theo’s attitude it was unlikely, but she still liked to wonder. Who knew if they even went to the same school? “–I think I understand! They sound really interesting.”
Kicking her feet back and forth like a child a slight flush dusted her cheeks upon her name being complimented, head canting to the side. “Eva.” She parroted, “I like that, so it’s okay! You can call me anything, really.”
“Ah, I understand that... My brother --- Tommaso, is pretty... violent lately, but I have no idea if he lashes it all out on Irene or if he’s generally like that.” Having moved out from their parents’ house, both him and his sister weren’t fully aware of what their younger sibling did.
Though, it was as if she read his mind, smile widening at her words, intertwining his fingers and resting his chin on it as he glanced out of the window. “Hah! That would be quite a coincidence, right? He’s struggling a lot with english, though, I think it’d be nice for him to have a friend here.” He was the one that took it the hardest.
The young man blinked, though, when she revealed her age. “Ah-- really? I thought you were younger!” Only because her face seemed pretty fresh and cute. “Not that you’re... childish, of course! I’m sorry. That came out wrong.”
She seemed to like the way he called her, so that made him a bit more relaxed with his troubles with mispronunciation. “But your name is nice, can I call you Evelyn? Even if it’s not a nickname.”
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I guess this is a PLOT CALL! For both the siblings, we can discuss any kind of thing! Pre-established or future, and any kind of relationship, I’m open to everything! LIKE this post if you’d like to plot something!
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felicitas-amicum:
A thoughtful hum was given as a response, trying to think as to why anyone would be afraid of such a small creature. Then again, when it comes to animals, she wasn’t afraid of any. Maybe she was biased? Everyone was different, she supposed. “It would be bad to intentionally do something you know she wouldn’t like–” As if her favorite topic had been brought up she visibly brightened, excitedly patting her thighs with her hand. “Mm! His name is Theodore and he’s thirteen! How old is your sister–?”
“You saved me from my loneliness, so that kind of makes you a hero, right?” Meaning or not, Eve tended to take most things at least half seriously. Charmed by his accent she waved her hand, denying the fact that he was being ‘rude’. “I’m Evelyn, but most people just call me Eve. It’s very nice to meet you, Francesco!”
“Ah! How young --- is he being troublesome?” He’d know, having another younger brother around that age. But he hoped, for her, that her brother wasn’t as much as a rebel. “Irene is twenty-two, however I do have another brother! Tommaso, he’s fourteen, so around... Theodore, right? Yes, around his age!” His mind started to wonder, what if they went to the same school? It’d be funny indeed. “Both him and Irene are really... agitati, huh, agitated? Ex...excitable?” The young man frowned for some instants, finding really annoying the lack of words on his tongue.
“If you say so! Then I’m glad, I’m happy I could make you laugh a little.” He really did enjoy it, plus she seemed like a nice girl, so he was even happier. Scratching his nose, the smile still on his lips. “Evelyn! It’s a really pretty name. Forgive me if I call you Eva, though, that’s just my italianslipping though.” How cute, his name said with another accent! “Really nice to meet you, too, Eve!”
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Touch Meme
alannasroleplaymemes:
Send a symbol to have your Muse touch my Muse in a certain way and see how they react!
➟ Pull on their hair/clothing
➡ Smack dat ass
➢Grope them
➣ Slap their hand away
➤ Punch/Slap/Assault them
➥ Rub their back
➧ Massage their shoulders
➨ Put their hand between mine’s legs
➚Tickle them
➙ Pinch them
➛Poke them
➜ Play with mine’s hair
➝ Feel mine’s heartbeat
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felicitas-amicum:
Not only did his sudden suggestion rouse some airy laughter from her, but the concerned look that a few of the other passengers gave him increased it. She could only imagine the look they’d have given him if he really had a mouse. “Really? She would? I don’t know why! I think it’d be fun to have a little mouse buddy, don’t you? Except…I don’t think my brother would like that much either, so I guess we’re in the same boat.” He definitely wouldn’t like it.
“Oh, u-um…thank you.” Kind? Her…? “No, not today! I take the bus a lot and get bothered a lot, but today no one has so much as looked at me! How nice~!”
A chuckle, ruffling his own hair -- again, to give himself something to do, then scratching his nose as he kept eyeing at her. “She’s really afraid of rodents, I think I’d be such a bad big brother if I ended up doing that, no?” But her words made him curious, leaning a bit forward to look at her better. “You have a brother too?” It was nice, to meet people that understood him, though! Even if, well, it wasn’t that rare at all.
“Oh, that’s good! I’m glad. Even though this makes me a bit less of a hero, hm?” A playful wink, not really meaning much with those words. “Ah, how---” A pause, looking for the english word. “How... rude of me.” His accent showing. “I’m Francesco.”
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Send ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) to walk in on my muse changing their clothes
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angstiism:
“ AAAA !! ” Mimicking the girl who stumbled upon him and started howling, Harry didn’t exactly resist when she moved him and basically used him like some camouflage. The scenario was quite amusing, so he played along and stood still like some statue. Light blue irides met even dark blue ones as she’d finally looked at him. “ Are you being chased by the mafia, mon cheri? ” French accent thick as he smiled; aiming to tease or joke with her obviously.
Adjusting her glasses, eyes focused at the street to be sure she could see the person she was avoiding and know that he walked away. Lips pursed, a small exhale of air with a shake of her head, glancing at him every now and then. She was lucky, at least he agreed on it even if he seemed to not take it too seriously --- thankfully so. It wasn’t that big of a deal. “Ah, no, if it was that, I’d be10 feet under already.” How many were the chances that he made that joke to an italian? “No, no, just a reeeeally persistent ex-boyfriend. I can’t really deal with him right now, so... yes, I run away.” Shrugging her shoulder with a half grin. “But you seem pretty good to hide behind!”
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