#adam olla rp

[charliecharazard]

Heya! I am looking for Bucky rp accounts, Loki rp accounts, and Adam from OLLA accounts! I'd love to chat and rp!

NSFW ROLEPLAYING! I love story and smut. Both are fun. I'm 19 btw!

#bucky barnes #adam only lovers left alive #loki of asgard #loki #loki smut

[hopelessromanticspoonie]

He hears her whispered confession. Of course he does. And he feels guilt wrack through him at her tears. He can feel the walls crumbling, beginning to chip away right at their foundations, where if she succeeds in breaking them, all of the walls will crash around him, leaving him bare, exposed.

"And that doesn't make what I did right but it does explain it."

She's right. It does explain it. And the moment he realises that, those foundations quake. She wanted to protect him in the long run. Even if it wasn't the right thing to do, she was doing it for him.

He lifts his head to look at her when she kneels in front of him, and his hands dig into the cushions as he can hear the deafening beat of her pulse, so close... Her warmth just a breath away. "We can't start over and I know that. But maybe we can start again. I don't deserve a second chance but I'm asking for it anyway. You never hurt me. You did nothing wrong. I was scared and protective and I robbed you of your choice in our relationship. I'm here to stay, if you'll have me. I won't leave unless you ask it of me. Now the choice is entirely in your hands. I am yours, to do with what you will."

His eyes betray the tenderness he still feels for her. It swirls along with hunger and fondness and lust.

"You know I won't ask you to leave. That however angry I am with you, I will also want you near me, where I can take care of you, protect you. I get it. I get why you did it. And I agree it wasn't right. I just wish... You'd have talked to me. That's all." His fangs are poking out and he tries to force them back.

"Liv... I... I haven't fed in a while. Please... Think about what you're saying... What it means for you... For us. And I need it to mean something... I can't do that to you. I can't take from you without giving. And you need to think fast... Because I can't hold out much longer."

~Adam

“I can take your anger, I deserve it,” she replies, blue eyes darting about his body to take in the warning signs of his waning control before returning to his unnatural stare. Very slowly she places her hands just beside his, just a hair away so that the heat from her warm, soft body could be felt. “I’ll take your anger and your rage and your sullen brooding and your silence if it means that I can stay right here beside you where I belong.”

Desperation and desire and deep regret tremble in her shallow breaths. Tears born of countless emotions continue to roll fat and heavy down her cheeks. Temptation and promised pain of the greatest service she’d ever held glinted in his fangs protruding over his bottom lip. The faint scars along her neck, beneath her navy scrubs, they tell of her intimate knowledge of the twisted pleasure she derives from caring for him just as wholly as he did--does--for her.

Her nickname carried on that dark voice of sin drops her chin to her chest for a moment. It’s familiar, speaking of a closeness they once had that perhaps they can find again.

Sincerity furrows her brow when she looks back up to him again. “I know what it means and I can tell you haven’t eaten. Handsome as you are, you look just as exhausted as I feel. I know what I’m signing up for. Forever with you, whether it means a few decades or a few hundred years, I want it. I need you.” Her right hand lifts from beside his left to lift her heavy curtain of hair from her neck, tucking it over her shoulder to make an offering of the freckled skin. “You already gave me your heart, Adam, take whatever you need in return for that precious gift.”

#rp #adam anon #adam olla rp #this is so intense #i am so on edge #in a good way #oh my goodness #wow

[thebrokengodofmischief]

Muse List:

All my babies for your viewing pleasure!

Loki Laufeyson: thebrokengodofmischief

Thor Odinson: lightningiism 

Adam: asuicidalromanticscoundrel

James “Bucky” Barnes || The Winter Soldier: rzhavyy

Fenrisúlfr (Fenrir) Lokison: thegreatwolf-fenris

#shameless self promo #loki rp #thor rp #adam rp #olla rp #bucky rp #the winter soldier rp #marvel rp #fenrir rp #always up for plotting #though I remain more highly selective on my other blogs as I tend to keep Loki first!

[little-lady-bee]

hi, baby. — adam

Hi, Adam! How are you, hun? 

#adam anon #rp #olla rp

[lady-crowned-with-stars]

RP partners wanted

I am in search of somebody who roleplays as either of the following (could be more than one) and would be perfecly fine with our muses having romantic relations.

💚 (Jotun!) Loki (my muse can't get enough of him/her)

💚 Jonathan Pine

💚 James Conrad

💚 Sir Thomas Sharpe

💚 Captain Nicholls

💚 Adam from OLLA

💚Any oc of yours with a Tom Hiddleston fc who could be compatible with my muse

Gilrin's faceclaim is Katie McGrath:

If you want to RP with me then pm/dm me to plot, send an ask/starter, answer to one (more) of my open starters.

#wanted rp partners #rp partner needed #rp partner wanted #rp partner search #rp partner ad #jonathan pine wanted #james conrad wanted #thomas sharpe wanted #loki wanted #tom hiddleston rp #tom hiddleston fc #captain nicholls wanted

[starrycrown]

ROLEPLAYING HISTORY The rules are simple! Post ten characters you’d like to role play 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

Nobody Owens (The Graveyard Book)

Thor (Myth)

Sigyn (Myth)

Loki (Myth)

Odin (Myth)

Gad Rothschild (OC)

Basil Brooks (OC)

WANT TO PLAY

Lol. I’m not opening this can of worms. Assume several listed blogs below are dying to be brought back to life.

HAVE PLAYED

Thor (Marvel)

Steve Rogers (Marvel)

Hawkeye (Marvel)

Iron Man (Marvel)

Daredevil (Marvel)

Boom Boom (Marvel)

Gambit (Marvel)

Jamie Madrox (Marvel)

Jane Foster (Marvel)

Darcy Lewis (Marvel)

George (alien oc)

Astraea (Witch oc)

Dagr Acker (Immortal knight oc)

Thaddeus Lysandros (Fae oc)

James Bond (reboot movies)

WALL-E

Space Ghost (Coast 2 Coast)

Gonzo (Muppets)

Baldr (Myth)

Loki (Marvel)

Hugo Hughes (The Iron Giant)

Hades (Myth)

Eros (Myth)

Psyche (Myth)

Frigg (Myth)

Guy (OC)

Felix (OC)

Harrison and IIAN (OCs)

Hephaestus (myth)

Eliot (The Magicians)

Adam (OLLA)

Jack Jack Parr (Grown Up from The Invisibles)

Kitty Pryde (marvel)

Pete Wisdom (marvel)

India Stoker

RICK JONES o shit i almost forgot him (marvel)

WILL/WOULD PLAY AGAIN: Honestly if you were really wanting to rp with one and could give me the inspiration toward plotting I wouldn’t mind doing 1x1 with any of these save for a select few. Feel free to ask.

TAGGED BY: @solitarytype

TAGGING: whoever sees this

#long post for ts #ooc #lol fuck #MIND U THIS IS ALL ON TUMBLR #and on other sites and in certain rpg rooms #the actual count is legit past 200 at this point #of either canons or fully fleshed out OCs i've played #shrugs

[hopelessromanticspoonie]

He watches as she puts the bag down, trying to take shallow breaths so he doesn't sink his fangs into her.

"Adam, I promise you, I promise that I was just doing what I thought was best to protect you. I just... It was because of her. Because I didn't want to harm you as losing her did. Because you will lose me eventually. Because I thought breaking your heart after only a short while in a relation to your lifespan would hurt less than facing my absence at the end of mine. Maybe I should've given you the choice..."

He bites his tongue. He's about to say something when she continues. "And now I realise that I'm selfish and I need you and anything is better than nothing."

Adam was guarded about his words. He rarely spoke, and when he did, he was frank. But his thoughts, he couldn't control. And he needs her too. Because he hasn't been able to play a single instrument since she'd left... Or even get out of bed at night. She was the one bright, living spark in his dead life, and with her gone, he wanted to be dead completely.

"Adam, I'm offering knowing how much it hurts, and how to soothe it. I don't want to force you but I also know you hate those hospital blood bags. They don't taste as good or feel as good as fresh blood. None of it would be forced upon me."

He needs to put his blood bag down, because if his hands clench any tighter, they'd puncture the bags.

"Sit." He says in a soft command, beginning to pace the floor. After a moment, he stops and sits opposite her, burying his face in his hands before looking up. "If you had stopped to talk to me once... You would have known that I had thought about it... About what would happen when it was... Your time. And I had it planned. That if you decided that you didn't want to be turned... Then when it was your time, I'd stay with you, by your side. And the moment your soul left your body, I would have..." His eyes flicker to the mantle piece before finding her eyes and there's honesty in his, honesty and pain and... Love. "Because maybe... I'm tired of living so many lives... And I wanted to live my last one with you."

He looks down again, but she can still see his eyes. "I love you, Olivia. Not loved... Not past tense. I still love you. And when you left, I believed that I had done something to hurt you, and I thought it was fitting to live a miserable existence as punishment."

He's breathing through his mouth now, using every inch of his self control. Because he wants her. He wants her so badly... But he also wants it to mean something to them, and not for it to be a quick tumble in bed so he could survive.

~Adam

The half-eaten bag of food sits on top of her bag, forgotten for the moment as a different hunger clenches tight in her belly. He's so close and yet so far away, distant and separated by the walls she forced between them. Her entire body is wrought with tension as she follows his quiet command to sit on his old sofa, clasping her hands in her lap so they didn't flutter about uselessly.

The pain in his eyes, the hurt and the love all twist together to wrench her broken heart into even more pieces. He was willing to die with her, but the world would suffer without his gift for music to guide it along. She would suffer knowing her death brought about that of the most important person she's ever met.

Tears well up in her eyes. He can't die, she won't allow it. He means too much to her. She swipes one away on the back of her hand but more roll down her flushed cheeks in its stead.

"I love you..." she whispers, knowing he'll hear it even with the damnable distance between them. A swallow around a voiceless sob strengthens her voice slightly. If she ever turns she does not want it to be on her death bed, her body withered and grey while his remains youthful and dark, but that aspect of the conversation can wait. "And that doesn't make what I did right but it does explain it."

The distance between them is too much. She stands and crosses over to him, kneeling in front of him so he can better see her eyes. His control is clearly wafer thin so her hands remain clenched in her lap.

"Adam, look at me, please." Dark hair tumbles over her shoulders with the tilt of her head in an attempt to meet his gaze. "We can't start over and I know that. But maybe we can start again. I don't deserve a second chance but I'm asking for it anyway. You never hurt me. You did nothing wrong. I was scared and protective and I robbed you of your choice in our relationship. I'm here to stay, if you'll have me. I won't leave unless you ask it of me. Now the choice is entirely in your hands. I am yours, to do with what you will."

#rp #adam anon #adam olla rp #oh my goodness this is intense #wow #i am so in my feelings right now

[hopelessromanticspoonie]

When Adam wakes up, he is tangled with Liv, his nose buried in her hair. He inhales the smell of her shampoo and the lingering scent of sex before tugging her to his chest and nibbling her ear. She always said that he reminded her of a cat, and he denied it all the time, but the similarities were there, how he wanted to be loved when he was in a good mood, and wanted to be loved while he was feeling playful. "Livvy... darling. Wakey wakey." ~Adam

A cool body tugs her to his chest and teeth nibble at her ear, pulling her from her heavy sleep. She isn't sure if it's day or night and without functioning windows to check, she's too lazy to open her eyes.

"Livvy?" she grumbles, turning her head to bury it in his chest. Her hand fumbles around to pat his cheek. "Wakey wakey? 'm pretty sure you're an imposter and not my grumpy sleepy vampire."

#rp #adam anon #adam olla rp #well hello you #long time no see #i hope you are doing well #please dont neglect your studies or yourself for this #you are the most important person in this

[hopelessromanticspoonie]

(Don't you worry about me! I'm getting where I need to be.)

"I'm not sleepy anymore." Adam says, wide awake. "And please, no one can imitate me. I am original, and beautiful, and inimitable." He says haughtily. "But I want you to wash my hair today! Right now, please?"

He nuzzles into her hair. "And after that, we could even dance! I have a lovely jazz record and have been wanting to dance with you!"

~Adam

(You aren't the boss of me!)

She blinks her eyes open and looks at him in the dim light streaming into their room from the hallway. "You're something alright," she teases before yawning.

His rare moments of enthusiasm were few and far between, however, so she stretches in his embrace before patting his chest. "Yes, love, I'll wash your hair and then we can have a nice dance in the living room. You go get the water started and I'm gonna wake up, since I'm pretty sure you stole all my energy while I was sleeping." She laughs quietly. "I'll be right behind you."

#rp #adam anon #adam olla rp #if you are suuuuuuure #no pressure for anything #but i am glad youre back #i should be sleeping

[hopelessromanticspoonie]

"I'll see if I can get one of the zombies to fix the heating over the weekend."

He snuggles into her side, his head tucked against her neck. Adam will never admit it, but he was very much, what was the new word going around..? A little spoon? It didn't make sense to him, the terminology, but he liked to be held.

He sighs when he feels the gentle vibration of her voice against his body, the sweet melody in his ear. He remembers that it was her voice that sealed the deal. Back when they had first started spending time together, when he had picked up his Fender Stratocaster and strummed a tune, and she had picked up on it and sung along, he knew that he was hers for eternity. There were very few voices he could tolerate listening to, and hers was at the top of the list. Not tolerate... No... He loved listening to her.

His eyes flutter shut as these thoughts swirl in his mind, and for the first time in weeks, he sleeps peacefully, his head nestled against her breasts as he lets himself drift into the world of the unconscious.

~Adam

By the time the last note dies on her lips, he is sound asleep, his face tucked into her chest and his firm, lean body enveloped by the feminine curves of her own. She hums a nonsensical wandering tune while she held him for a while after he fell asleep. Her lips anchored to his hair and her hand tracing mindless patterns over his pale skin, she is content just to know he's hers again.

He was always hers. That didn't change when she fled their home on a road paved with good intentions. Just as he belonged to her with the first kiss they shared in the wee hours of the morning when both zombie and vampire were beginning to tire, she knew she was doomed and blessed to love him when he first brought over several oranges and some tea to drink after catching a nasty cold. The offering was presented in such a way that her illness was inconvenient to him, but she spoke fluent 'Adam' by that point; Liv knew that it was inconvenient because he missed her. She was missing from him and he sought to fix it.

"I love you, my Adam," she whispers, pressing the vow against his forehead before carefully climbing out of bed. She arranges the blankets to cover him and a pillow to replace her chest before beginning her day.

Several hours passes before she arrives back at their home. Her fire engine red electric car stood out compared to his vintage Jaguar, but it wasn't as if it hadn't been parked there before. Several trips load in her groceries and meager amount of belongings retrieved from the hotel. She tucks away the food, eats a granola bar as a snack, and then slips into their bedroom to wake up her grumpy partner.

"Adam?" The bed shifts with her climbing onto the sheets beside him after kicking off her shoes. She exposes his shoulder from the blankets and began smoothing slow kisses over it, speaking in between each one. "It's time to get up. The sun has been down for a while. You can't sleep all night."

#rp #adam anon #adam olla rp #incoming grumpy boy i bet #tbh im the same way when i wake up #so i get it #but being woken up by your loved one is sooo nice #im rambling in the tags i should be sleeping