#too hot to handle rp

[findroleplay]

Roleplay Request

Hello! 

⸺❀ What am I looking for?

A long term partner.

A person who is mostly active.(at least a few replies per day).

A person who is willing to communicate with me most of the time when something is wrong.I don’t like to wait for days for a reply or to be ghosted with no reason at all.

A person who can write long/medium detailed replies.

A person who can write novella style (not necessarily.)

A person that likes to chat so we can create beautiful stories/plots together.

A person who is over 18+.I don’t role play with minors.

⸺ ❀ What do I like?

I love drama and a lot of smut.

I love to do doubles.(I have only one condition : At first I like to do a rp 1x1 to see if we click as rp partners).

I love to use gifs and photos for the character outfit, places, facial expression etc.

I like to use only cannon characters.It’s okay if you use an OC ,I really have to like that OC if we are going to do smut.

Dark themes ( violence, drugs, alcohol )

Daily replies ( I am most active at the night but I will always let you know when I will be busy so you will not wait for me.)

I like my roleplay to be realistic and accurate.Exception : if we do a supernatural rp then I am okay with everything.

I am mostly do mxm but I can do all the others.Mxf.Fxf.

⸺ ❀ What do I dislike?

Being ghosted.

Waiting for hours for a reply.(If you let me know that you are going to be busy I will not have a problem with that.Everyone has a life beside rp).

To be controlled.(I can accept some suggestions for my character but don’t control it too much.)

One liners.

⸺ ❀ A bit about myself

I am a G ,27.

I am very flexible and active most of the time.

I am very open minded so if you have any kinks do you want to try I would love that.

I write in first ,but I don’t mind if you do it in 3rd.I am semi lit to advance.My writing is more novella style.

English is not my mother language so probably sometimes I will make mistakes and if I don’t know a term,I will ask you.

I am open to discuss any kinds of plots and ideas that you have.

I like to communicate when something is wrong and to give each other feedback. 

About likes ,dislikes, triggers we can discuss more in private.

I roleplay from 10 years now (on and off). 

⸺ ❀ My main characters :

  - Louis Tomlinson ( 1D).

Miley Cyrus. 

Nina Dobrev.

Jake Falahee.

Harry Styles.

Aaron Piper + (many more that I never played before but I can try.)

⸺ ❀  My main fandoms. :

One Direction.

The vampire diaries.

Gossip girl.

You.

The originals.

Elite.

Too hot to handle.

Good girls.

How to get away with murder.

13 reasons why.

Euphoria.

Baby.

Pretty Little Liars.

Sex life.

Alice in borderland.

+ many more.(If you have a fandom/tv series/movies that is not here then it’s not a problem.If I seen it we can give it a try.)

⸺ ❀ Feel free to contact me on

 Discord : louisboobear#0581

Telegram : Louisboobear

#roleplay #rp #rpf rp #one direction rp #vampire diaries rp #gossip girl rp #you rp #the originals rp #elite rp #too hot to handle rp #good girls rp #how to get away with murder rp #13 reasons why rp #euphoria rp #baby rp #pretty little liars rp #sex life rp #alice in borderland rp

[findrppartners]

Hello! 

⸺❀ What am I looking for?

A long term partner.

A person who is mostly active.(at least a few replies per day).

A person who is willing to communicate with me most of the time when something is wrong.I don’t like to wait for days for a reply or to be ghosted with no reason at all.

A person who can write long/medium detailed replies.

A person who can write novella style (not necessarily.)

A person that likes to chat so we can create beautiful stories/plots together.

A person who is over 18+.I don’t role play with minors.

⸺ ❀ What do I like?

I love drama and a lot of smut.

I love to do doubles.(I have only one condition : At first I like to do a rp 1x1 to see if we click as rp partners).

I love to use gifs and photos for the character outfit, places, facial expression etc.

I like to use only cannon characters.It’s okay if you use an OC ,I really have to like that OC if we are going to do smut.

Dark themes ( violence, drugs, alcohol )

Daily replies ( I am most active at the night but I will always let you know when I will be busy so you will not wait for me.)

I like my roleplay to be realistic and accurate.Exception : if we do a supernatural rp then I am okay with everything.

I am mostly do mxm but I can do all the others.Mxf.Fxf.

⸺ ❀ What do I dislike?

Being ghosted.

Waiting for hours for a reply.(If you let me know that you are going to be busy I will not have a problem with that.Everyone has a life beside rp).

To be controlled.(I can accept some suggestions for my character but don’t control it too much.)

One liners.

⸺ ❀ A bit about myself

I am a G ,27.

I am very flexible and active most of the time.

I am very open minded so if you have any kinks do you want to try I would love that.

I write in first ,but I don’t mind if you do it in 3rd.I am semi lit to advance.My writing is more novella style.

English is not my mother language so probably sometimes I will make mistakes and if I don’t know a term,I will ask you.

I am open to discuss any kinds of plots and ideas that you have.

I like to communicate when something is wrong and to give each other feedback. 

About likes ,dislikes, triggers we can discuss more in private.

I roleplay from 10 years now (on and off). 

⸺ ❀ My main characters :

  - Louis Tomlinson ( 1D).

Miley Cyrus. 

Nina Dobrev.

Jake Falahee.

Harry Styles.

Aaron Piper + (many more that I never played before but I can try.)

⸺ ❀  My main fandoms. :

One Direction.

The vampire diaries.

Gossip girl.

You.

The originals.

Elite.

Too hot to handle.

Good girls.

How to get away with murder.

13 reasons why.

Euphoria.

Baby.

Pretty Little Liars.

Sex life.

Alice in borderland.

+ many more.(If you have a fandom/tv series/movies that is not here then it’s not a problem.If I seen it we can give it a try.)

⸺ ❀ Feel free to contact me on

 Discord : louisboobear#0581

Telegram : Louisboobear

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#18+ #mxf #fxf #semi lit rp #advanced literate rp #novella rp #1d rp #the vampire diaires rp #gossip girl rp #you rp #the originals rp #elite rp #too hot to handle rp #good girls rp #how to get away with murder rp #13 reasons why rp #euphoria rp #baby rp #pretty little liars rp #sex life rp #alice in borderland rp #discord rp #telegram rp #roleplay finder

[demonichikikomori]

Swimming Lessons

Jade Leech x Fem!Reader x Floyd Leech

Word Count (Ao3): 5.6k+

Word Count Tumblr: 2.5k+

Yohooo!! It's me!! ↜(╰ •ω<)╯ψ I have been requested by anon to write some swimming lessons gone wrong!! How naughty!! I hope this is pleasing for everyone to read!! It was lots of fun to write!! Happy, Happy, Summer Time!! <3 <3 <3

Tags: Student x Teacher RP/Praise Kink/Smut/Threesome/Full Content Contains Dark Themes!! Please refer to Ao3 tags as warning!!

Although you were the infamous magicless student of Night Raven College, you weren’t exempt from coach Vargas’ P.E classes. You just did different things. Jogging along the track with Deuce and Jack, being shown how to ride a horse with Riddle’s instruction, and although you couldn’t fly, Epel was eager to put you on the back of his broom and take off. Just so you could enjoy the experience like all the other students did. “Your muscles need all the attention they can get! Even someone like you can get as strong as me!” That’s what Coach Vargas said with a proud flex of his thick biceps. But you didn’t really see the point of getting strong. And this week was all about flight practice, a magic required training. And since you couldn’t attend, Coach Vargas had other plans for you. 

The P.E instructor smiled as he handed over a large brown paper bag, you both stood outside of the mirror leading to Octavinelle. “I asked the Leech twins to help you with your swimming lessons! What better way to learn than from a pair of natural-born swimmers!” He gave you a rough slap on the shoulder, almost knocking you to your knees with a hearty laugh bouncing through the hall of mirrors. Grim was split up from you to see if he could handle making a broom move on his own while you would be taking a dip on this hot summer day. You could hear Grim’s shrill voice complaining already about how you got to enjoy the water while he busts his furry butt trying to get a broom twice his size off the ground. 

“Of course, I’ll be sending you off with a list of tasks to do while you swim and the twins will check them off! You’ll have the finest triceps on campus after this!” He let out another hearty laugh and began ushering you towards the mirror. You felt anxious, similar to a lamb sent to slaughter. You weren’t the strongest swimmer, all you could muster up was a simple doggy paddle to keep your head above the water. Not to mention, you found the twins to be attractive. But of course, you were far too afraid to ever mention your interest in the both of them, and who knows when you’ll get sent back to your own world. “I’ll be back in a few hours to see how you did with the twins! And be honest, I’m scoring them as well on their teaching ability.” He hummed and shoved you through the mirror. 

~+=+~

The twins towered over you as you stood in the lounge lobby, holding tightly to the bag you were given in your white-knuckled grip. They were so terrifying up close, shrouded in a dim teal light making them look far more intimidating. Forget the crush you had, watching them and admiring from afar was so much better. “Welcome to Octavinelle, we were expecting you.” Jade placed a hand over his heart with a softened grin. “Coach Vargas instructed us to show you the ways of the water. We aren’t exactly the best teachers, so please be gentle.” He teased and you felt your chest tighten with excitement. Maybe swimming with them won’t be too bad. Jade seems very patient, and really all they have to do is keep you from drowning. “Yo, Shrimpy,” Floyd reached out with his gloved hand to tug at the paper bag you were given. As he leaned in, you could smell the faint scent of rainwater... And sage? It was odd to smell something so refined on someone like Floyd. You swallowed as his face was only centimeters away, his mismatched eyes locked with yours and you noticed his left eye beginning to glow. “What’s this supposed to be?” He asked curiously with a sharp toothed grin as you broke eye contact.

Right, swimming lessons.

“O-Oh, ummm…” You trailed off as Jade leaned in as well. The same rainwater scent, but instead of sage there was a much more earthy smell. Like fresh soil and flowers. “I would assume it’s something to change into, however, there’s truly no need for that.” He waved a hand dismissively as you felt blood rush to your face. Floyd could only giggle seeing your skin change color from embarrassment. “Well, we were mostly planning to just get your feet in the water today. But if you’d like a full lesson then so be it.” Jade smiled innocently as you relaxed your grip on the bag. “Thank you for your help today.” You mumbled as the pair seemed amused by your reactions. This is how the Leech brothers were. You piqued their interest, so of course, you’ll be treated similarly to a child's dissection frog. Something for Floyd to pick and pull apart while Jade points out what would be the most fun to rip out. 

Of course, until they both got bored of you.

“Let’s go Shrimpy! I wanna swim with you!” The taller twin cheered and snatched your wrist in his fist. You were led down a winding hall to an unfamiliar dorm room and gently ushered inside by Jade. “Please take your time changing, we’ll wait out here for you to finish.” He offered a small bow as the door was shut behind you and you were allowed to look around. It was neat and tidy to the right, the walls were lined with small terrariums filled with shells and sand and some small glass mushroom sculptures. To the left, it was the polar opposite. Messy, with treats lining the shelves instead of decor, shoes tossed about, and a wrinkled purple shirt sticking out from under the unmade bed. The article of clothing was playfully posed as if it was crawling its way to freedom from the dust bunnies and crumbs that may be hiding in the darkness. You couldn’t help but snort in amusement and shook your head. Seeing a room like this made the twins far less intimidating than you pegged them to be. 

Feeling much more relaxed now, you pulled out the contents of the bag and looked them over. A pair of paper packets with lesson instructions were tucked away, most likely for you to give to Jade and Floyd, and a plain one-piece swimsuit. I didn’t take too long to strip down from your school uniform and into… An unexpectedly tight-fitting, plain one-piece swimsuit. It was jet black, as if you were slathered in Overblot ink, sleek and so form fitting it could be mistaken for a latex bodysuit. It squeezed around the softness of your butt, the curves of your chest, and it rode high on your hips. This was definitely not school appropriate to swim in. Especially during a private lesson with two very intimidating moray eels. You turned to look yourself over, and the small sway of your hips caused the swimwear to rise, slipping between your cheeks and giving you a wedgie. Did the coach even try to get you the correct size?! How little does he think you are?! 

As you fixed the bottom of your swimsuit with a huff, the door was forced open by Floyd, forcing a small scream of surprise out of you. Your hands yanked away and the swimwear snapped against your behind as if it was a playful spank from the tallest twin.  “Booooo…” The taller twin pouted and his hand slipped away from the door. “I was hoping we’d catch ya, too baaad.” He sighed and crossed his arms, leaning against the doorframe as Jade let out a small laugh. He was clearly amused by your shocked expression as you subtly tugged away your wedgie. “What Floyd means to say, is you were taking quite some time. We only wanted to check on you. Just to be sure nothing was wrong.” Jade explained with a smile as he tapped his pointer finger against his chin. Floyd knit his brows with confusion and frowned, looking over at Jade with a frown. “No, it was because I wanted to see Shrimpy nude.” Floyd didn’t care to defend himself, honesty was his best policy. You crossed your arms over your chest, feeling unusually exposed to them now as Floyd began eying you up and down. It was clear what his intentions were for the lesson based on his bold statement. “Besides, if Shrimpy plans to wear a swimsuit like that, we might as well skip today’s lesson. I wanna-”

“Now, now, Floyd, enough.” Jade slipped a hand over his brother's mouth with a frown, his other arm wrapped around Floyd’s torso as he took a step into the room, a hand had lifted to reach out and grab you. It was now Jade’s mismatched eyes locking with your’s and he whispered something into the taller twin's ear. It was completely inaudible to you as you struggled to listen, awkwardly standing in the dorm as goosebumps prickled your chilling skin. Floyd’s lips curled into a smile as Jade pulled away with a soft laugh. “Sorry Shrimpyyy, I’ll be on my best behavior. It’s not often we get out of lessons like this.” Floyd apologized with a casual tone as you kneeled to tuck your uniform into the paper bag, grabbing the papers now as you kept your eyes trained on Floyd. They must be up to something if Floyd was reeled in so easily by such a secretive deal. “Right…” You murmured, watching as Jade released Floyd and you placed the bag near the cleanest bed. You’ll be back to change later of course. “We’ll show you to the tank.” Jade purred with Floyd in tow. 

Unfortunately, you were not gifted a towel to cover your spandex clad body as you left the room. You had to stretch your legs to keep up with the twins, keeping an eye out for any wandering eyes as you held the papers over your chest. It felt oddly sadistic, the twins took you through what usually were the busiest parts of their dormitory. Parading your borderline-bare body around as you chased after the Morays disguised in human flesh. Thankfully the areas were devoid of students, everyone attending classes during your private lesson. Were they doing this on purpose? Just to scare you into thinking someone might see? 

It would look suspicious if someone familiar saw you running after the twins in almost nothing, especially with zero context. Jade began to lead you up a flight of marble stairs, his gloved hand resting on the banister as he looked back at you. “It’s just up this way. We’re almost there.” He assured you, yet you felt distrusting of the Eels words. Who knows if the ‘tank’ is actually up there or not? What if they planned to herd you around some more? You silently climbed the steps, keeping your eyes locked on the dark grey blazer on Jade’s body as Floyd followed from behind. To your amazement: there was a small white fuzz near his right shoulder. Something you wouldn’t expect from someone as glued together as Jade. You felt puzzled by the sight, wondering how long it’s been there. And then, a bizarre theory popped into your mind as you straightened up with widened eyes. Your heart began to pick up speed as you wondered: Was Jade nervous about you getting swim lessons from them? So anxious that he didn’t go over his own ironed-out jacket for lint?

Something so small and insignificant made you realize how silly the thought was. Jade is not as perfect as he may seem. Something like having a surprise fuzz, that happens to everyone. 

Your shoulders sagged and you failed to notice Floyd beginning to reach out towards you. You squealed in surprise as Floyd wrapped his arms around your torso, standing on a step below as he pressed his cheek against yours with that horribly sharp-toothed smile. “Excited Shrimpy? You’re so quiet! Are you scared?” He asked, lifting a leg onto the step you stood on as he pressed his weight against your much smaller body. “Let’s play tag when we get in! I’ll be ‘It’ first!” He chirped as you nervously continued up the stairs feeling Floyd’s crotch begin to press up against your butt.

There’s no way this was unintentional.

You shook your head as your face became hot, again, failing to be aware of your surroundings. Jade had slowed down as he led you up the stairs, his movements had gone to that of a snail's pace. You felt drool pool in your mouth you had to swallow back as you felt the rough texture of Floyd’s pants rubbing against you become much more intense. You could feel him beginning to harden as your swimsuit once again rode up your butt. Floyd giggled in your ear as his arms remained tightly around you. “What’s wrong? Are you gonna make it aaaaall the way to the tank Shrimpy? It’s pretty far y’know… Don’t tell me you want to do it right here, right now.” Floyd teased with his voice melting into a deep whisper. His tongue darted out of his mouth to flick over the sensitive shell of your ear. You snapped your teeth down on your tongue to bite back the urge to moan. The way to the top was agonizing as you clutched the papers in your grip, resisting all carnal instincts that begged you to roll your hips into Floyd’s clothed erection. You had to choke back mewls and whines from behind Jade, pretending to be oblivious to his brother's advances on you. Right, Jade is just as bad as Floyd is. “We made it! Shrimpy gets an A for her hard work from Mr. Leech! I didn’t think she’d do such a good job!” Floyd laughed as he released you reaching to tug on your cheek, along with pulling the filthy thoughts from your head.

“Of course, Mr. Leech, climbing the stairs to the tank is no easy feat, I also would like to give the Prefect an ‘A’.” Jade smiled at you and reached out to rub his thumb over the cheek Floyd pinched. “Such a good girl, so diligent.” He cooed as you felt the arousal return. Hearing Jade whisper something so sweet made you throb, with no help from Floyd getting you so worked up on your way up the marble steps. “What do you say when a teacher praises you?”  Jade asked as his gentle smile grew sly and Floyd seemed to lean in to hear your answer. They towered over you and you felt as though any more of this attention could lead to you forgetting all about the swim lesson you were supposed to be having.

“Thank you…” You whispered with your eyes glancing down to your toes as Floyd cupped your face, lifting your head to look at them. Your knees felt weak as you were forced to look up at their starving gazes. “Louder.” Jade instructed sweetly and Floyd giggled. You swallowed and pressed your thighs together, feeling a familiar heat growing more and more intense between your thighs. “Thank you… Mr.  Leech.” You gasped as Floyd let you go, beginning to cackle as Jade slipped the papers from your trembling hands and turned away from you with a content expression.  “We got a student shooting for honor roll, right Jade?”

“Of course, Floyd.”

Full One-Shot has been posted on Ao3!! It's very dark towards the end so please be careful!! The content isn't for everyone!! <3 <3 <3

#jade leech #floyd leech #jade and floyd #twst wonderland #twst #floyd leech x reader #jade leech x reader #twst smut #reader smut #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland smut #floyd leech x reader smut #jade leech x reader smut #demonic. requests

[blanc-u]

In the light of the chaos the server and the community have been in the past few days and the whole Thing with the official update accounts looking for small creators for something, I think my not so hot take is that I wouldn't like if more creators were added to QSMP

As story-closed world and a RP centred server I think it's already too hard for the adms to handle the amount of CCs and fit them in the lore they have planned, and even harder for the CCs to do any lore themselves since the adms are busy all the time. And I also worry that small creators would NOT have the fan base needed to protect them from any inevitable hate in a fandom this big

Please, I understand QSMP purpose as a cultural merging and communities meeting place and that is also a great opportunity for many people to grown, but I also am very attached to our lore and I think we already have enough

#qsmp #ramblings #the mods are too busy to take proper care of more people #I feel they are already loosing control of the lore as it is #the latest batch of people haven't even been properly integrated to the server #and I cant handle another “we need more eggs!” debacle

[rphelperblog]

Camille O'connell Quote Rp Meme

- Cami is canonically bisexual just as the lovely actress who portrayed her- Leah Pipes-some quotes are slightly edited for rp purposes. feel free to change pronouns as well

“You are the architect of your own unhappiness.”

“Booze and board games... sounds like heaven.”

“You have lived long enough to never tell a woman that she looks tired.”

“Oh shut up, I am so mad at you that I can hardly speak.”

“Because against every ounce of my better judgement and my sanity and my common sense, turns out I have complicated feelings for a monster.”

“Love will make you strong. It will make you the man that I know you want to be, and you have to remember that because I won’t be here to remind you.”

“It never gets old for you guys. your like a dog with a bone.”

“I came through the front door. You appeared through the window like a creeper.”

“is there anyone not plotting your downfall? I doubt you would trust your own reflection.”

“Excuse me, if I have to drink something to get through the killing.”

“I know why I am here. For someone to hear your side.”

“So be a good little boy and get back into bed.”

“Don’t do that crooked smile thing. i haven’t seen you for months and then you show up..”

“I realized that all my saddness was swallowing me up... and I couldn’t let them.”

“Is she right? Do you see me as some fragil thing to keep behind glass?”

“Bartender with a grad degree in therapy-  I know a bit of an oxymoron.”

“somethings not right. I just can’t figure it out.”

“I don’t know who you are, but if you have a problem with me. Let them go.”

“You are such a coward. This isn’t about me.”

“This is my time. You steal it from me.”

“I am beginning to think your sister is a bitch.”

“You are to scared to trust.”

“Has it ever occured to you that I am less interested in fixing your problems than I am at swallowing my own.”

“This is not about you. This is about me. And who I am.”

“You are not annoyed me. you are angry at yourself for getting us into a mess.”

“But today you saved someone who doesn’t mean a thing to you, why?”

“We are called therapists these days. And you could do with some couch time.”

“All of your violence is pointless.”

“what if someday his demons become mine too.”

“Who is this dirt bag eyeing me like a lack of lamb? Old friend?”

“I would step in front of a bus before I let your mother control my body.”

“I really don’t have another tomorrow do I?”

“I wanted to be brave, I wanted to handle this with dignity, but I can’t. I don’t want to go, I’m so scared.”

 “I guess that makes me immortal.” 

“You won’t kill me while the sun is still out.”

My mom said beer wasn't lady like so I learned to love it as an act of rebellion”

"I need to feel that pain. Without it, I feel broken. Empty. Like there is someone to blame and I'm letting them get away with it"

“No one can control you unless you let them.”

“You don’t get to delete the details that annoy you. If you love something you have to accept the good with the bad.”

"Maybe we just do the best we can and never give up."

“My sanity is not a joke.”

Oh goodie, the mystical knife of ludicrous torment. Glad that's still around."

“Oh than you served your purpose don’t let me hold you up.”

“It sounds like booze.. do we have anymore booze?”

“Some people don’t want to be saved.”

“I always imagined that having a woman’s mouth on my kneck would be a lot more erotic.”

“Look at you repeating the cycles of destructions again.”

“This is my time. You steal it from you.”

“You are a scared little kid convinced he will be tossed aside the second he isn’t needed.”

“Don’t patronize me.”

“He’s charming, sexy, confident, incredibly hot. Let’s be honest, he’s a bad guy just like you.”

“Would a laptop kill you?”

“No one is taking that away from me.”

“No I am just getting started.”

“I don’t think you want to hurt me. See he is the most ruthless man in all of history- and he kind of likes me.”

“I don’t know how but I will undo whatever the hell you have done to me.”

“You know I have a black belt in karate.”

“I think I am a pretty good drunk.”

"I know your heart. You're so much better than this."

Because love will make you strong. It will make you the man I know you want to be. And you're going to have to remember that.. because I won't be here to remind you.”

“whoever is out there, make yourself known or I will gouge out your eyes.”

"Every artist has a story you know. He's angry. Dark. Doesn't feel safe and doesn't know what to do about it. He wishes he can control his demons instead of having his demons control him. He's lost. Alone. Or...maybe he just drank too much tonight. Sorry, overzealous psych major.”

“Oh lovely, than instead of hating you darkness, she will become a monster herself by example.”

“I came here because you need me. You needed me to tell you that this is not you.”

“I know you are hurt, but please listen to me, you are better than this.”

“ Am I supposed to fear you too?”

“There is more to life than the pain that they made you feel.”

“There are good things and you need to see that too.”

“If it not for that, someone else would be standing here.”

We were bonded our whole lives. And I know... know he didn't just snap. And I need to know who did this, and I need to make this right. No, no don't take this away from me."

“I was never naive enough to think that I was your light, but there is light in you. All that anger, the cycle of abuse that your father began, you can end it. You have to, so you can be the light for your little girl. “

“You know, sometimes I ask myself why I let people like him into my life. I have this destructive pattern. I’m always drawn to the bad boys. Maybe deep down, I feel like that’s what I deserve.”

“This is a city of death, fires, floods. To say nothing of the violence we do to each other. We may laissez les bon temps rouler, but really we’ve turned life into one big party to distract ourselves from a single, unavoidable truth: We’re all going to die.”

“I took a beer bottle and smashed it in his face.”

People are not awful. They want to be good. Something makes them bad, makes them snap. There are always signs. Symptoms before someone has a psychotic break.”

It’s an ancient mystical plot that I am using to destroy you.”

#open rp #open to all #open to anyone #ask meme #open meme #open to anybody #rp meme #ask prompt #roleplay meme #memes #open starter #the originals #cami o'connell #camille o'connell #the brave bartender #Leah pipes #klaus mikaelson #klamille #tvdu #the vampire diaries #klaus x camille #rebekah mikaelson #freya mikaelson #davina claire

[regretismyconstantcompanion]

Albus was walking down the Rue Vieille du Temple, balancing a pile of books he had just purchased under one arm, a small bag of groceries in the other, while also trying to eat a sweet pastry he had just bought at the small cafe on the corner. Perhaps he should have taken a detour to the small park at the end of the street. Enjoyed his morning tea with a hot chocolate while taking in the sunshine and starting one of the books he had just purchased.

He was quite enjoying living here in Paris. He was still working with Nicolas, although he had also branched out and had started to research dragons on all things. Well, specifically, dragons blood and the different uses for them. He was hoping to complete a research paper once he had felt he had exhausted his search for the various uses for them but he wasn't quite there yet.

It was Sunday and he had taken the day for himself, slipping in between the Muggle and magical streets of the city. Most of the books had some from the Wizarding Book Store but he had enjoying some Muggle literature lately as well. The sweet pastry was from the Muggle cafe. The owners were always so sweet and were determined to set him up with their daughter. He always politely declined, knowing he couldn't begin to explain the complicated situation of not only his magical capabilities but also that he preferred the company of men. That was still frowned upon in non magical society, even here in Europe.

He sighed softly at the brief thought of Gellert lingered. He tried hard not to think about him too often, although it was almost impossible not to. They'd spoken to travelling here together, holding rallys here one day. It wasn't why he had moved here. He'd simply finally taken Nicolas up on the apprenticeship offer when Godrics Hollow became too stiffing to handle anymore. He hadn't seen Gellert since that night, when Gellert ran off and never returned. He'd heard whispers and rumours of the movement he was starting but Albus tried as hard as he could to ignore them. But it was getting harder as the rumours had increased in their frequency.

He had been so lost in thought, he collided with someone walking in the opposite direction. He just managed to save his pile of books from slipping from his grasp with only a slight hold of magic. He started to apologise profusely, looking up at the stranger he had incidentally assaulted before he almost dropped his books for a second time.

"Gellert."

@rp-tea-and-magic

#tea and magic rp #grindeldore #albus x gellert #dumbledore x grindelwald #post 1899

[clockwork-sparrow]

Tales from the Frost

Stories following the conclusion of the RP Arc, TOWER.

Stories: [1] 2 3 4

Live your Todays

Sitting on Alvarium’s walls is a girl and standing behind that girl is a man. They’re only three years apart but that’s what it feels like to Gloria, sometimes. Everyone’s got jobs, hooked up, had kids, and croaked while she remained stuck in some mental, teenage purgatory of rebellion, discovery, and petty angst. Gloria pulls her coat tighter around herself and shivers from the cold.

“Fuck. You’ve always been skinny but now, you’re like a skeleton,” Florus says. He rests his hands on her shoulders and gives her a comforting squeeze. “…Stiff like one, too.”

“Piss off. Like you’re one to talk,” Gloria pouts.

“Hey, what’s worse? Sticking to meal replacements or doing whatever the hell fad you’re onto now?” Florus says. “Paleo, keto, activated charcoal. Wasn’t there a month where you only ate kale?”

“Kale is good! Not that you’d know, you tasteless prick.”

“Oh, fuck. Really got me there.”

Gloria snorts. Get stung enough times and you learn to ignore it. Besides, if Florus wasn’t being a little shit, then it’d be even more off putting at this point. Bantering like this reminds her of the old days; years of living normal lives, having normal wants, worrying about normal things. It’s behind them like a memory now, locked away by the horrors they survived and the loss they carry. Maybe she would have rather stayed in her middling, small-minded purgatory for a little while longer. It wasn’t so bad in hindsight. Gloria sniffs and hugs herself even tighter.

“Hey. I, uh.” Florus kneels down and takes a seat next to her. He keeps one arm wrapped around her shoulder. “You good?”

Gloria sends Florus a simmering glare because, like, of course not?! So why’s he even asking? As if anyone could be good after being barfed out of Final Days (and more)! Florus sucks in his lips and nods awkwardly to himself.

“I mean, yeah. Sorry. I know you’re not good. You’ve got literal roots tangled in your nerves and flowers coming out of your lungs and —“ Florus stops with a cringe. “…yeah. Sorry. Not good.”

“God, you suck at comforting people,” Gloria groans. “Where’s Ollie when you need him?”

“I don’t know. Dead, I guess?”

“Florus.”

“Sorry. I’m...” coping. He doesn’t say it.

Florus shifts uncomfortably in place and decides not to mention that his hallucination of Ollie is shaking his head no at him. He pulls Gloria closer and tensely breathes out.

“I’m sorry. Of all the people who should’ve lived, it should’ve been him,” he admits in a whisper.

“...What? And you shouldn’t have?!”

“Gloria, I’m not -- No. I don’t know what to tell you.”

“Well, figure it out or shut the fuck up! You think I can handle you dying too?” Grief balloons in her chest, hot and near bursting. “God, I don’t even know how much time I have left. What the hell am I supposed to do? Where’s all this supposed to go?”

Florus swallows. It’s like his heart’s tied in a double knot and he can’t get anything out, can’t do anything right, but Gloria’s crying and he feels like crying, too. He tucks her face into the crux of his neck and presses his lips into the crown of her head.

“I don’t know, Gloria. I really don’t,” he mutters.

Gloria huffs grumpily.

“But nobody knows how much time they have left. You could get hit by a car and then, it doesn’t matter that you have some fucked up, plant cancer.”

“Great. Wow! I feel so much better.”

“Ugh, okay. Look. It’s not like you can pause life until everything is perfect. We’re living right now, so we have to live right -fucking- now, because we don’t know if we have it good or if things will get worse again.” Florus inhales deeply. “...But you’re alive. And I’m alive. And...yeah. It’s not over for us yet.”

There’s another heavy silence. Eventually, Gloria shuffles deeper into Florus’s arms and groans tiredly into his chest.

“You became such a sap while you were away, Flo.”

“You’re welcome.”

They laugh quietly. Gloria tries to fix her runny makeup, but no amount of fussing can undo tears. This is just how she looks now.

“...God, I really thought you were dead,” she mumbles.

“Me too.”

“Mm.”

And then, a dull absence. Florus and Gloria are both waiting for a third voice to chime in. The snow comes down hard; he can barely see the distant mountains now. Canyons, like scars, like rips in the landscape, in himself and in Gloria. There’s a hole where their friend should be. A hole, and a grave.

Florus wipes a streak of running mascara off of Gloria’s cheek.

“Let’s visit Ollie one day.”

#ff14 rp #Gloria Jen Gallus #Florus Jen Celsus #Tales from the Frost

[muraenide]

For lack of a better word, Jade has a repressed depression. It's contributed by many things that were part of his life while growing up, adding to the pile of feelings that were already repressed on top of his heavy heart. One can say it's the worst combination of many little things to form something intangible, immovable, that it's become a part of Jade that can never be undone. It doesn't help that Jade was born unfeeling, he's been that way since he was a child, so it didn't help that he's never really someone who is very outspoken in the first place. About his discomfort or anything that he plays down as being simply a minor inconvenience and therefore didn't matter.

Antonio has given strong implications that he wants Jade to succeed the Leech family ever since Jade was born. While his Father didn't ask him directly to accept the offer, he's been feeding Jade the idea that he was bred to become his next successor. The Leech parents were strict with their rules, ensuring their children won't be too spoiled to handle bigger affairs. Jade always had a bit more self-discipline and self-control compared to Floyd. He sticks to their parent's rules down to the last one, becoming the child they wanted but never the child they had. Part of the reason he places himself in the situation was also due to shielding Floyd from butting heads too often with their Father. Both are equally hot-tempered, reckless, and unwilling to bend or compromise their principles, which, more often, are the exact opposites of each other.

Jade's tendency to repress unpleasant feelings didn't help. If asked whether his family was happy, instead of defining it by "What makes me happy", Jade would define it with "Nothing here makes me unhappy." and therefore tells others that he guessed his family was a happy one. But the truth is, constantly living with someone like Antonio and being a witness to many other fucked up things he saw in the sea, Jade has slowly and surely been reduced to someone who had no real ambitions, desires, or wants. He doesn't think about his past or his future. He prefers to just live in the present and enjoy whatever is in front of him, enjoy the nice little things, the small happiness. He's happy that way, and he's never felt differently.

The only person Jade ever felt the closest to love to was Floyd (and Julliet, his mother, too in earnest, but she is a more complicated character and deserves an entirely different post), but even so, very little of Jade's love for Floyd can be described to be familial or brotherly. Most of them stem from possession and don't get him wrong, he doesn't see Floyd as an item or a belonging. Floyd is his own person and Jade often leaves him to do his own thing, but Jade is absolutely territorial over any news of Floyd upset or hurt. Akin to a pack member getting bullied by an unauthorized outsider. He can't stand it. It makes him ache with fury and that's the most feeling Jade ever experienced. Outside of rp plotting.

It's common for Jade's intentions to be misunderstood. As far as canon goes he's always someone who's seen as having an ultimatum or double-sided intention when deep down Jade's someone who has trouble even thinking of something he wants to ask from a wish. One way of really tickling him the wrong way is by questioning his intentions for Floyd. Any assumptions that he'd genuinely sell Floyd out upsets him, though Jade's own behaviours and actions don't help — he would never correct any misunderstandings about himself, but the truth is Jade chose Floyd as his brother since birth, he'd die for Floyd. If Jade were to truly hate Floyd, he'd have no reason to keep him around for seventeen years. And even if things between them get a little sour sometimes, Jade was not about to discard seventeen years of companionship like it's nothing. Floyd, to him, is less like a brother and more like an intangible presence he's watched growing up since he was a fry. Always close but also out of reach, separated by something invisible. He regards Floyd as a constant in his life, and he always knew that one day they'll go to separate paths, but until that time comes you just want to enjoy what you have in the present.

These territorial feelings can be transferred to anyone he starts to care about in a plot, in a slow but sure fashion. As long as the other party knows that Jade's not really a lover by the definition of the word. That he might act and look human, but by the end of the day he's just a wild animal in human form.

As for Jade, his fate is solidified that he'll go back to the Coral Sea and succeed his Father and run the Leech family's business. While in NRC he doesn't think of anywhere else he wants to go, to him, duty comes first, and everything else is second.

#// this is a mess #// but just know that jade is someone with a very heavy heart and he's only holding it together because he's very unfeeling #// but if he had any emotions they'd creep up to him and render him disfunctional #// so if you're going to inherit his memories and feelings and everything; its a very heavy burden even if you can accept all of that #// of course I left out a lot of things that didn't have direct ties to him but is relevant #𖦹 ⋆꙳ ⁄ lore.

[skell3]

RP Muse: Gerard Keay

Gerry I think was the first muse I actually picked up for TMA. Kinda hard to resist, and I'm pretty sure I tracked down all the episodes with him in it to try and develop something that felt firm enough to write out, when I first got started. He's a bit different from the 'canon' timeline, but I've found I really enjoy the direction I put him in so I can play either 'canon' Gerry or my divergent line.

Gerard Keay is a tall man who looks a bit younger than he is. He generally keeps clean-shaven, though there are days where he decides he doesn't care and foregoes the morning shave. He wears a fair amount of eyeliner and black lipstick, has snakebite piercings and a septum ring, as well as a number of piercings along his ears. Born a strawberry blond, he does his best to dye it all black and most often ends up with his roots showing and a couple of blotches of hair not quite dyed well enough. He'll usually get to it when it starts to fade more, because it looks absolutely awful.

Gerry's body is covered in burn scars, not only taking away some sensations of hot/cold/touch, but also making him generally keep his skin covered up. The only parts of him that aren't burnt are his head, from mid-neck up, and small areas around his tattoos. His ink are all eyes at every joint along his body, from fingers to spine to jaw, and vary in size to suit them. The ones at his jaw are usually fairly covered by his hair, but his hands and a singular eye above his hyoid at his throat are the ones most seen by others.

With his makeup, Gerry wears a lot of metal and grunge band shirts, as well as a lot of black clothing in general. He also tends to keep a black trench coat on, covering up his arms and giving him some measure of protection from the weather when he's out skulking about and avoiding going home as best he can. It has enough pockets to tuck away a lighter and a pack of smokes, maybe a book, as well as his phone and keys so it's convenient to have with him whether he has pants pockets for the day or not.

That being said, Gerard has found a couple of his dad's old shirts and things his Mother doesn't seem to care much for, and has taken them into his collection. This includes some bright button-up shirts, of which may be some of the only colourful clothing items he owns and willingly will wear sparingly. If anything, it seems to startle people to spot him out and about, resting bitch face active, with a bright green shirt that has flamingos printed all over it.

Home life is where there's more divergence. This iteration of Gerard did not have as much help from Gertrude in the beginning, and instead of bringing her the book to handle the pages of Mary Keay, he burnt down Pinhole Books after packing his bags. After learning so much from his mother in the past, he managed to set it up as an electrical fire and was not only able to get the insurance off of the building, but he sold the lot and bought himself a flat to live in by himself. It's still pretty empty, but he painted a lot of walls black and put up music posters, and his neighbors get too intimidated to tell him to turn his music down when he's home and trying to relax.

Having been burning books in the past, to avoid Mary getting her hands on them, Gerry is very attuned to fire. He is also very attuned to anger, hurt, loss... so the burning of Pinhole Books has bumped him in a fairly solid direction of Desolation. A direction of which Gertrude has stepped in to try and get him off of, but it's even more difficult now that Gerry has to figure out what he is going to do with himself now that Mary is gone. While he helps Gertrude out and hunts down more Leitners to burn, he also finds himself contemplating on the things he could have had verses what Mary gave him. A lot of it just makes him angry, and over time the urge to burn precious things belonging to other people, things he could never have growing up, has risen to some uncomfortable levels.

So Gerry's not full Desolation, yet, but he is definitely on that path. The Eye is still watching him, as well, because he still strives for information and knowledge, just the way Mary raised him to. He just never wanted to be her little Prince to some Book Kingdom, and works to do what he can for himself when he knows what to do. Being raised by Mary without Eric being around has left him lacking in some 'normal' social skills and otherwise, but he can take care of himself. For the most part.

All of this is, of course, before Gerry goes to America with Gertrude and could be considered very early in his 'free from Mary' arc of his life. If he goes Desolation... it would get rid of the migraines and bloody noses that show up more often than is normal. If not, he probably should really, Really see a doctor sooner rather than later. I know canonically it kind-of hit him out of the blue, but I also imagine there were probably warnings that he and Gertrude ignored until it was too late.

#musings #tma #tma fanwork #tma fan content #Gerard Keay #TMA Multiverse #writings #creative writing

[marisoft-paint-adventures]

Pgs. 614 - 759

fuck you Rose.

this item has far reaching consequences that affects all of time and space as well as giving me depression.

I like Andrew Hussie’s weird fucking gag of making Harry Anderson out to be this damn hardass magician man who just fucking cuts fingers and pokes holes into playing cards for no good reason. I also enjoy this narrator who’s some crack ace detective detailing his life in this book because why not.

SCREECHING CHILD DEMANDS ATTENTION.

YES.

POGO HAMMER.

HELL FUCKING YES.

FUCKING GET EM.

bed.

it is here where John sleeps in the page titled John: Sleep that John sleeps.

it is also here where TOBY FUCKING FOX IS IN THE COMIC BABYYYYY!!!! YEEAAAAAHH TOBYYYYY!!!! TOBIAS RADIATOR!!!! THE FUNNY GUY!!!!

I have to say that this page being Toby’s debut is incredibly funny because it didn’t even have his music when it first came out, because this was also the 1st flash for the muscial debut of fucking BILL BOLIN.

the tale of Bill Bolin is like a legend of ancient times, imagine getting so pissed off at Andrew Hussington of the Republic of Homestuckia that you post a giant fucking rant and this shitty compressed JPG of yourself giving the finger and that’s all people remember you for.

your entire legacy is this image, and you get replaced by THE DUDE WHO MADE UNDERTALE.

I still think of this photo to this day, it’s so damn good.

fuckin idiot.

POV: Jade Harley descends from the heavens.

speaking of Jade, the constant foreshadowing with her character is honestly so fun. she’s just so mysterious in every damn way, she knows shit in the future, she seems to be directing the kids into the game, for some reason she switches from well put together and collected to fuckin head empty happiness, she’s very cool and ominous at the same time.

This is what weaker adversaries do whenever things get too hot to handle, which is frequently.

even the imps are scared of the ogres.

you get that fucker.

oh yeah here’s where the early act style really comes into its own.

fuck yeah, look at this shit.

AND THEN DAVE ASCENDS TO THE HIGHEST POINT OF THE FUCKIN BUILDING YEAH YEAAAH YEAAHHHHHH.

THIS SHIT’S SO FUCKING COOL OH MY GODDDDDDDD.

I love Dave’s fucking trek up the stairs, he’s literally walking up the stairs he’s just WALKING but it’s shot in such way where it’s just fucking HYPE. the SUN the fuckin SUN, I love how it’s drawn as this violent red inferno eye that just stares down the city. Upward Movement is the perfect track for this whole thing, there’s no song that better communicates that shit is about to get real.

oh yeah and I guess Bro doesn’t really care everyone around him is dying, he’s too busy initiating the world’s most insane sibling wrestling session to ever exist.

what’s this??? girl????

no.

welcome to Problem Sleuth but also it’s the apocalypse.

Your teeth are useless for the task! They are blunt like that of livestock, presumably suitable for mashing up plant matter, and not for puncturing metal.

>lower carapacian ranks like pawns have dull teeth that would be built for plants.

>the high agents have sharp teeth perfect for puncturing flesh and Chess Flesh.

has Jack Noir mauled a bitch.

Your WEAK PATHETIC DIGITS are not strong enough to penetrate the can!!! Your fingers are certainly pointy enough, and your black carapace is suitably rigid, but you just don't have enough muscle for the task.

I want to headcanon that along with sharp teeth, the agents all have fuckin can-opener fingers, straight up claws, they could slash you dead. they could live out a Warrior Cats RP.

It is a sort of specialized BAR CODE PATTERN.

This brings back unpleasant memories and you would prefer not to dwell on it.

I am going to follow WV’s advice and not dwell on what sort of uncomfortable analogues you could make between this and real life.

YES.

IT BEGINS.

HIS WONDEROUS LEADERSHIP STARTS HERE.

You love the idea of being a mayor. You love everything about mayors, and the concept of an orderly, civil democracy. It all seems so mannerly and reasonable to you. Everyone is friendly and happy, and the city runs like clockwork. The foundation of the government is based on mutual respect between the leader and its people. It is also built on having a really great mayor that everyone loves who is totally amazing and heroic and brave.

see this is the perfect example of how WV’s whole mayor obsession becomes horribly mischaracterized and Flanderized by comic and fandom. at the heart of it, the quirk is a joke and is played for laughs most of the time, however...

Mayors are so much better than kings. You hate kings and you think kings are really stupid. They are petty, bossy tyrants and are really full of themselves and are basically awful in every way. God do you hate kings.

despite it being painted as silly and goofy, it has an actual place in his backstory and the general plot. he doesn’t just like the thought mayoral duty, he fantasizes about democracy because he has a real personal vendetta against monarchs.

meanwhile later portions of the comic and a lot of fanworks just reduce it to “OH HE LOVE THE CANS!!! THE CITY OF CANS!!! HE LOVE LEADING THEM!!!! HE LOVE HIS SASH OF MAYOR!!!! HE LOVES MAYOR!!!!” and nothing else.

His Fate Has Now Been Sealed.

hi Serenity.

You cannot urinate because you have not had anything to drink in quite some time. You are very thirsty.

THIS IMPLIES CARAPACIANS CAN PISS.

>THIS IMPLIES CARAPACIANS CAN PISS.

THIS IMPLIES CARAPACIANS CAN PISS.

>THIS IMPLIES CARAPACIANS CAN PISS.

what could these planets be???? hmmmm????

the tab key dispenses the Tab soda, genius wordplay Hussianiel.

You free the heavenly brown elixir from the jewels of pink carapace and imbibe like the wind. It is so sweet and sugary. You wonder how so much sugar can fit in one can. Whatever mighty wizard concocted this potion is truly deserving of your fear and respect.

ok I know the joke is about how Tab is literally sugar free but has anyone actually ever drank Tab ever in their entire fucking life??? Homestuck is literally the thing that made me realize it existed. it’s a fucking Coca-Cola product, you’d think they’d be like, somewhere, but no.

The TABS are naturalized as loyal new citizens of CAN TOWN. All cans are welcome and equal in your city, regardless of can content, and whether empty or full.

don’t be racist, be like WV.

such foreshadowing, wizard??? crow??? what could it mean????

a beacon of hope for all of the country of...

chess.

I have no actual idea how chess works so I’m just gonna assume “WV: Lead your men to victory!” is just how an average game goes.

MAIL LADY!!!

MAIL LADY!!!!!!

I think the most impressive part of Homestuck’s wildly ahead of the game foreshadowing is the coordinates, because Hussie chose actual real life places for every kid to live in right down to the address, even Jade’s fictional island is located at a weird visual artifact in the middle of the ocean on Google maps.

Does this machine look like a DEAPPEARIFIER to you?? Honestly, the idea that an APPEARIFIER could both APPEARIFY and DEAPPEARIFY things is so laughably ridiculous, you would wish someone would DEAPPEARIFY your brain and REAPPEARIFY it with a brain that is more smart and less dumb.

I don’t know why but I particularly like how Homestuck’s paradox system creates fuckin weird slime clone things.

OH AND HERE’S WV: ASCEND.

this flash is so fucking underrated, like, oh yeah sure, we have Enter, Descend, Cascade, Collide, Act 7, whatever, but what about this fucking baby? it’s not the insane or intense flash out there, but this shit just lands for me so well. this is pretty much the point where you are hooked, it’s so dense, so much shit happens at once, and all it’s actually important, it’s so fucking good. I love the little things, like the exile stations matching up with each kids’ entry item, the defined locations for where they all live, the history of Jade’s island, it’s just so fucking GOOD.

it also just has really good art.

Explore is such a banger track as well, a fine fucking work by Buzinkai, godspeed.

if there’s 3 people associate with Homestuck music, it’s Michael Bowman, Toby Fox, and Buzinkai, they made all the good shit.

oh yeah and here’s Nanna with suspiciously vast knowledge of future events some dudes who have fancy hero titles, wonder what this means something something foreshadowing something.

y’know, I’ve seen Act 2 and Act 3 kinda blend together when it comes to fan perception, and that’s understandable, they’re pretty similar in their content. I do think Act 2 has enough to stand out on its own though. there’s a lot more absurdity with the guardians, Bro Strider is a man who is fuckin insane and ridiculous in every way that is both horrific and amusing, Dave losing his mind, the man WV himself and his Problem Sleuth styled adventure, fun smaller flashes, and just ENDLESS FORESHADOWING.

I have to say that the biggest change in feelings I got was over all the puppet shit. I used to think it was funny, and, well, it’s still funny, it’s really damn funny how these puppets are just all over the place and exist with their perfectly shaped asses. but also, I think the horror has finally set in for me in regards to just how terrifying these things are, just

the puppets,

everywhere,

all the time,

ass wherever you go.

turn the corner and another technicolor rump is there to greet you.

it’s a house of fucking horrors.

in conclusion, Act 2 is pretty fuckin cool and shit.

#homestuck liveblog #hs liveblog #hs reread #liveblog #reread #live read #liveread #homestuck #hs1 #hs #home22tuck #Act 2 #flash #john egbert #june egbert #dave strider #jade harley #Beta Kids #bro strider #guardians #wv #wayward vagabond #exiles #end of act

[lockboxbooks]

To Catch a Red Robin (A Closed RP with @iiingenious

Blackfire had been having a terrible dry spell; few could handle her personality, let alone her massive cock. A curse all Tamaranian women had to deal with; it made finding mates beyond difficult for the bronze-skinned race. That was, however, until she received a simple video file and a message from her dear goody-two-shoes sister. Out of a mixture of boredom and intrigue, she opened it.

The message simply read Greetings Sister, I Starfire of the Titans hereby formally invite you to the annual Halloween party held at the Titans Tower. Come in costume to respect Earth tradition and I hope you can find something special that suits your tastes. Yours, Starfire

The video seemed to have been started mid-activity; as the first thing Blackfire was greeted with the sound of effeminate squealing, the hot slap of flesh on flesh, and a hungry-looking Starfire having mounted one of the cutest fembois she'd ever seen. "Oh sister!" Blackfire watched Starfire grunt out. "Come to Earth, they can handle everything we are! A-and they're so fucking tight too! ~Aaahn~.... That's babe milk my cock while I tell my big sister what fucking sluts Earth men are!" Blackire watched as Starfire tightly gripped her lover's hair and forced them to look into the camera; face lost to powerful bliss.

Blackfire stopped the video the moment she felt her panties split apart and her studded cock slam into her desk. She was going to earth and she was going to find a femboi to call as her own, and she wasn't about to take no for an answer. Especially with the invitation to a party where more petite, twinky fembois would be present and hers for the taking.

[regretevatorbuttheaiisselfaware]

This place may actually be worse than Black Mesa...

After the events of Black Mesa and Chuck E Cheese and the Theatre, the Science Team finds themselves relocated and now living in this strange place with an infinite elevator. Probably complimentary from Mr Coolatta, because it'd be hard to readjust to society. Then again adjusting to this place is just as hard in theory. Oh well, nothing ventured nothing gained!

Hey! This is an RP/ask blog featuring a hlvrai + regretevator au that I made up because I thought it would be funny and got attached.

This blog features Gordon Freeman, Joshua Freeman, Benrey, Dr Bubby, Dr Coomer, and Tommy Coolatta. It'll be both text and art based, anyways more lore + designs will be under the cut.

So here we have our dubiously human cast, I hope you guys like the designs I crafted with my gnoggin. Also there definitely isn't already plotted out shops (lying) so look forward to those. Anyways,

They all live on a floor called Gordon's Apartment, but mechanic wise only Gordon, Joshua, and Benrey would actually "spawn" on this floor. Coomer, Bubby, and Tommy would spawn on the Testing Chamber floor, which would just look like a laboratory.

Gordon (He/Him) is a panicked and nervous person, he's very protective of the science team but more specifically he's protective of his son Joshua. He is not trusting at all, but despite this he rambles a lot. He's also the defacto leader of sorts, mostly because while everyone else is committing shenanigans he acts as a straight man.

Joshua (He/It) is just a chaotic kid. He loves his dad and new family but he can and will get into trouble. He loves farms and cashews, and likes making a loud foghorn sound. He gets his talkative nature from his dad, obviously.

Benrey (He/It/They) is an unbothered kind of thing. He rarely makes sense, and still acts like some sort of security guard. Usually by asking people if they have their passport, and abuses their Black Mesa Sweet Voice™ to influence people. Usually just calm them down.

Bubby (He/It) is a hot headed scientist. He's incredibly self-centered but in a "I'm the smartest in the room and the best" way, despite this he's not actually extremely confident and second guesses himself a comedic amount. Also a bit of a coward, but we love him.

Dr Coomer (He/Him) is a jovial scientist who also acts a bit like a tutorial NPC. He repeats himself often, and talks about game mechanics that do not exist. He also loves violence and will take any chance to punch someone and get into a good tustle. Sometimes, though, you can see something beneath the surface.

Tommy (He/Any) is a "naive" scientist. He is actually pretty smart under the surface, he just isn't good at articulating himself. He is pretty by the books, but also not, he's a walking contradiction sometimes. He's also pretty cheerful, and does not know how to handle emotions so he's a bit awkward too.

Well that's all the characters. I'll see you all in the inbox! Hopefully. Please interact I'm mentally ill and I like rping with other people's characters and OCS please please /silly

#regretevator #regretevator oc #technically #regretevator au #hlvrai au #haiii guyss oo you wanna interact so bad. whether that be asking the characters or me stuff. smile.

[malboraslihan]

to whom it may concern, 

i’m not sure if you remember me, but i certainly remember all of you. i know it’s years ago now, but you used to spend every winter break here. some of you learned to ski before you even learned to walk, others were always throwing snowballs at my window while i was in the lodge’s office — you were a troublemaking bunch, to say the least. 

speaking of troubling, i bet you’re wondering why i’m writing this letter. i’ve recently gotten news that a company has bought all of your families’ chalets, with plans to demolish them and turn them into a ski resort here on aspen highlands mountain. some of you may already know this, but it may come as a shock to those of you that didn’t. 

i know it’s been ten years since you were all last here, but i recall that aspen highlands is full of so many memories for each of you. i would hate to watch the chalets you frequented every winter simply get torn down without inviting you all back here one last time. 

what do you say? one last winter season spent at each of your families’ chalets? it’ll be just like old times, you’ll all have the chance to reconnect, and i’ll get to see how you kids have all grown up. your chalets are here waiting for you, just say the word. 

 warmest of regards, 

 lester the lodge manager

PLOT: from business deals and money making, a friendship was born. and when new york city became too much and they needed a day off, aspen highlands was the perfect getaway vacation to take your family on. for fifteen winters, the friends would reunite after christmas and spend some time together within the quiet and private walls of their chalets. while the kids would be out playing together, bothering the staff and getting high on hot chocolate, the adults occupied the bar and the sauna for nights and days. there’s no way of knowing how many multi million dollar deals were sealed and signed behind those doors, but there’s one everyone hears about. 

on march 11, 2013 the cover of new york times carried those friend’s names for the worst possible reason. a scandal that costed which of them millions, bringing some to a complete bankruptcy and giving others a few sleepless nights to burden. to this day no one knows who  leaked information, who was to blame for the missing documents and after none of them agreed to say a word, the story died down after a few months. silence following their story now, the winters spent on those lodges never spoken about and the chalets left to gather dust. 

 the kids that were once attached to bone saw themselves moving schools, houses and some even states to make sure the group was no longer a unit. life carried on, the memories from the lodge were now whispered instead of told happily on the dinner table, most thought they would never set foot on those grounds again. until now. 

TL;DR: rich kids whose parents were attached to the bones and would always take them to aspen during the winter, they’ve grown together and after fifteen years, there was an issue with a business deal they were all involved in and the friends drifted apart completely. swearing to never speak again, they made sure to separate their children as well, or at least try. ten years after their last winter on those chalets a secret company has managed to buy all their chalets and is turning them into a ski resort. the manager that watched over the chalets has sent out a letter inviting the group for one last winter before it all goes to dust. 

GUIDELINES

1. your usual rp etiquette: no god modding, try to interact and plot with everyone. please, no ooc drama and if there’s any issues contact me or leesh privately so we can handle it directly.

2. muns and fcs must be over 21, the age range for muses is 24-27.. no problematic fcs, the usual banned: no dead fcs, minors, people who have stated before they don’t want to be used in rps, all that jazz. i also reserve the right to deny any fc that makes me or anyone else uncomfortable.

3. please don’t join if you’re not planning on being active. i understand school, college, work and all that can get in the way and that this is only a hobby but in order for a group to work people must be present at least once or twice in the day or a few hours a week.

4. this won’t be first come first serve, each mun can apply for TWO MUSES.  

APPLICATION

( faceclaim, age, gender, pronouns ) is that FIRST LAST NAME? i definitely didn't expect to see them again here. i heard they're a/an OCCUPATION now and are known for 3 AESTHETICS. a lot can change in ten years but it was just yesterday that they loved FAVORITE WINTER ACTIVITY. do you think  they remember when BEST MEMORY FROM WINTERS SPENT AT THE LODGES? i hope so. ( alias, url, tmz, age )

ex.  ( harry styles, 67, cis male, he/him ) is that MICHAEL MYERS? i definitely didn't expect to see them again here. i heard they're a WAITER now and are known for HIDING HIS FACE BEHIND A MASK, HAVING A CREEPY SONG PLAY WHENEVER THEY’RE AROUND AND NAMING HIS FAVORITE KNIFE. a lot can change in ten years but it was just yesterday that they loved THROWING HOT CHOCOLATE ON HIS FRIENDS. do you think they remember when HE LOCKED EVERYONE INSIDE THE DINNER ROOM FOR HOURS? i hope so. ( pennywise, clownstats, est, 21+ )

TAKEN FCS

alexa tiziani (fleur)

amelie zilber (jules)

bridget satterlee, cody christian (barbie)

cindy kimberly, hugh laughton scott (kat)

dua lipa (kenny)

jade distinguin, michael yerger (leesh)

jay gould, mishti rahman (bela)

jessica clements, ryan manick (ron)

#hi friends <3 #leesh and i have been cooking up something and finally it lives #discord rp #idk what to tag this but hello i guess

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||graphic made by @screamformemore​||

Info:

Mun is 21+

Main Reblog

As this is a Dead By Daylight rp blog:

I am open to rp heavy themes but not sexual ones unless discussed beforehand, nsfw rps will be tagged as such. And Magic!Anons.

Shipping would have to be discussed and if there is chemistry.

No godmodding.

Tags: ooc - out of blood, crack- silly oni, dash commentary, asks- ask the big bad oni, art- brush strokes, ic posts- on the ledger

Feel free to send me a message if you have a rp in mind!

If you would like to continue an ask with a thread, please create a new post and tag me in it with a link to the respective ask!

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This Kazan is willing to spend most of his patience on his great-great-great-great grand daughter, since they’re family. He is very old fashioned but he knows that woman can be great warriors and has known noble lady samurais.

Outside of trials Kazan is still prone to flip off the handle but there’s anyways a choice for your character to escape. It depends on you. Inside of trials, he is constantly enraged, everything done to him, he takes as slight to him. You may attempt to talk to him but otherwise you are going on that hook whether you like it or not.

The estate does have a hot springs for Rin and himself to relax in between matches.

Kazan knows:

archery, swordplay, horseback riding, horseback warfare, martial arts, unarmed fighting, sumo, falconry, being proficient in fighting with chain weapons such as the kusarigama, kanabo, bos, yari, naginata(even if was used typically by samurai women.) And being that samurai were part of the noble class and Kazan had a legendary samurai for a father in Renjiro. Kazan is an all star in Japanese warfare thanks to his father and access to extensive training.

Also samurai were taught to do poetry, tea ceremonies, ink painting, gardening.

Couple that with his blood empowerment, manipulation, and among other things. Kazan is a force to be reckoned with.

Kazan believes that the other killers are not worth his time and pathetic, although:

The Spirit: Rin is the only killer he will feel sympathetic to((for now?)) and empathic with the rage she feels for being cut down by her father and his cursed blade. She being his kin helps greatly, he feels a great familial need to be there for her. He is absolutely devoted and loves his great-granddaughter.

The Huntress: Anna's is held in high respect for her prowess and the lethal proficiency with her hatchets. The fact that she hunted dangerous game without any help is commendable.

The Plague: Adiris' status as a priestess who kept her devotion even after being brought to this foggy hell is remarkable to him. He would meditate with her if not for the sickness she carries(he's not sure if the infection is easily passed outside of trials like it is in.)

The Shape: He hates him for treating his kin that way but-. Michael's obsession to kill anyone associated with his sister is horrifically astounding.

The Trapper: As Evan is one of the oldest killers in the Fog, he defers to him for advice and company. He is more patient with him as so, even if he doesn’t always understand his devotion to the Entity.

The Executioner: Hates him.

The Nemesis: Clearly the bioweapon is sapient, astounds Kazan on how far weapons for war have progressed.

The Cenobite: Another demon that Kazan is on friendly terms with, great conversation partner while enjoying tea. Baffles him that there’s another sadistic demon from hell that’s somewhat interested in him.

The Legion: A gaggle of idiotic teens, annoyance range depends on specific Legion members.

Frank- Kill/Torture on sight, the leader of Legion is the most annoying one by far.

Julie- Does respect her gumption, too bad her devotion to Frank makes her the second most annoying one.

Joey- the hanger on that Kazan has mixed feelings about, respectful but seems defer to Frank too much.

Susie- the most reluctant one, reminds him of Rin in someways; definitely has potential.

The Ghostface: A moron.

The Trickster: Annoying but fun to infuriate.

Exclusive: @screamformemore - mutual carnal relationship, doesn’t know how to feel about things on the emotional side but Kazan does love how creative Ji-Woon is.

The Pig: Respectful, for how they have treated and gave his granddaughter a shoulder to lean on before he arrived in the Fog.

The Knight: Another soldier, but where there was thought to be honor, there is none. Kazan still respects Kovács expertise and adeptness with his weapon. But the positive things about this beast ends there.

The Skull Merchant: A forgettable little girl who deigns to have anything noteworthy about her, using schemes to kill and torture the innocent for fun. Disgusting.

The Singularity: Appalling monster, those whom discount the validity of man will be doomed to be reminded who created it.

(More killers to be added)

|Last updated on: 7/10/23|

#out of blood