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#yancys out and about (rp thread)
freebirdyance · 17 days
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In order to keep the lights on and pay for the various renovations of the theatre, numerous performances were packed into one showcase to fundraise for the rest of the year. Every two years, the wooden boards of the stage had to be replaced from the constant movement, along with half a dozen more things that managers were never too clear on. All they said was to make a good show and thank the patrons like they were heaven sent.
Donovan is still in the fae costume after the show, fake horns pinned into his hair and sheer clothing wrapped around his body. L’Après-midi d’un Faune was a riskier dance, a quick enough performance to keep the show short enough and interesting enough for the audience to keep looking. As long as they weren’t too interested in all the interpretation.
In the after party, a theatre manager keeps finding Donovan amidst his small talk. A hand keeps running over his spin, pulling at the fake deer tail and slipping his fingertips just below the seam of his tights. Shaking him away to find the bar, he hesitates over the tray of shot glasses before settling on the weakest cocktail he can get.
@murdersinthemaking
Yancy didn't attend the ballet very often. He was more inclined to go and see a musical than anything else. Regardless, he would always have a soft spot for the arts and had no trouble making sizeable donations to keep them running. Music and theater quite literally saved his life in high school, an escape he would always appreciate.
Someone told him about the slightly more risqué nature of the performance he's attending tonight, and he couldn't lie; it piqued his interest. And by the time the performance is over, he's glad he decided to show up.
He doesn't think he's ever seen someone move as gracefully as the faun. Lithe yet strong in a way that had his vision tunneling. Yancy has had countless models in shibari, and he can't help but imagine what he would look like...
But he's getting ahead of himself, surely.
He attends the after party, and while he's polite and amicable, his eyes are searching for the star performer. Finally, spotting him at the bar, he excuses himself and approaches. It's difficult not to let his gaze sweep over him in the costume, but he manages as he keeps about a foot of distance between them. "Excuse me," he rumbles to get his attention. "I just wanted to tell you that yer performance was extraordinary. Yer incredibly talented."
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wilfywarfy · 2 years
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YOU! You're Late!
Figured it's about damn time I properly introduce myself. Everyone else has a pinned post, so I'm gonna bandwagon XD
You can call me Wilfy! This is my sideblog where I talk about Markiplier, and basically just vibe
Here you can find shitposts, roleplaying, and just overall chaos
I hope you find my account to be exactly what you're looking for!
Boundaries/Rules/Small guides below!
Fighting, Flirting, Dancing
Flirting and fighting is allowed, but nothing explicit. If anything explicit (i.e. Heavy NSFW) is sent to me, it won't be answered. Other subjects such as gore will be tagged as such. If you're a minor, please do not send/ask for NSFW. Those that are 18 and over may interact with my NSFW blog, @carnivalofchaos (MINORS DNI WITH THE NSFW BLOG.)
There will be adult language. You have been warned. If you'd like me to tag something, please let me know.
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My account is a mess, but I'm gonna attempt to clean it up a bit. These are the tags I use for RP partners, certain kinds of posts, and etc. (And no, I'm not gonna sort my old posts. I have 2,500+ at the time of writing this and that would just be atrocious)
Late Night With Wilfy: posts that are made after 9PM (my time)
OPs shitty ego art: Art I make that's based around the Markiplier egos
OPs shitty writing: Any writing I make
Musical Madness: Tag I use for my RP threads with freebirdyance Yancy, and anything Wilford X Yancy
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I currently have about 15 internet children, and chances are, you'll see them a lot. We love and respect them here. I always welcome more internet children, so please, feel free to stop by!
It's For Everybody, Not You-
As a roleplay account, I had to find SOME WAY to differentiate the characters. Here's a guide to help you figure out who's who!
Pink: Wilford Warfstache
Purple: Darkiplier, Bim Trimmer
Orange: Bingiplier, Eric Derekson, Ed Edgar, Host
Red: Actor, Captain Magnum, Yandereplier
Blue: Google, Jim's, Dr. Iplier, Stan the Water Man
Green: Silver Shepard
Bolded Black: Yancy
I'm not the best at most of these characters. I mostly do Wilford and Stan, so I'd recommend going to the MANY better characters accounts for most of these.
You Should be Kind and Courteous
Be kind. That's the most I can ask for. I hope that we'll be able to vibe together, and have just a good ol' time.
Welp, here we are, you survived the way through.
"Why don't we have a little fun?"
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ghostingrphub · 2 years
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📋📋📋🌟🌟🌟 gimme all the ideas ᕦ(ò_óˇ)ᕤ
( for both mains, disregard which one this is sent from pfft )
yknow how yours had a read more? yeah i have a feeling this is gonna be the same
were doing this by blog babey
MIRRORBROKEN :
mmmmore elegy interactions. could be rebirth au, could be just regular yi, more elegy content.
that toh au that we made is something i really wanna rp actually because . yes
very specifically iswm!yi and aster. just them pointing at each other like the spiderman meme. so very funny
HAUNTEDHOUSC :
buddy cop trio buddy cop trio. specifically more things with abe cause he needs more love from me but also. shenanigans.
twisted vessel au. thats it thats the sentence. but actually dark!aster interactions with the gang could be so fun. and by fun i mean sad. but also fun
for SOME REASON my ahwm muses arent appearing on my site but. those include heist mark, yancy, and illinois. interactions with them from anyone would be oh so fun. i just love heist crews ok
SHAKES the invincible gang. i love them so much i need more shenanigans in my life. gunther getting stupidly hurt and everyone going >:(
ALSO SHAKES BIM AND ERIC i love them so much just throw people at them. bim is a good and very hungry friend. eric is nervous.
oh and Host is there. he is very funny. give him rue interactions i think they would be. agreeable to each other
DOLLHOUSC :
I HAVE SO MUCH BURIAL N LUCKY MUSE ALL OF THE TIME but lets get specific.
burial threads. angst. they are so sad all of the time. also had the idea of like. burial gets sick and needs to be forces to lay down because they WILL get up and try to work. maybe some fluff. maybe them talking about their feelings. this goes for both cache and hunter threads but while on that subject. cache, hunter, and burial as a lil friend trio
lucky. theyve got angst hidden in there and i wanna drag it out. but also give them silly lil threads where they just have fun. good for anyone supernatural actually throw literally anyone their way.
PIRATE OCS. all of them. i want interactions i want fun pirate adventures. i want stitcher to terrify some people. maybe ………… finding out stitcher’s backstory. thats angst. but also just fluff of callum and alasdair.
oh you thought i was gonna mention spy fambily ????? wrong. incorrect. them having fun out and about like a normal family. them on missions. rory is in danger and the other two start tearing things apart. them ..,.,,,.
also yes associated ocs i know we’ve got royalty ones happening but like also. space ocs. for ur consideration
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obsidiancreates · 3 years
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A Basic Breakdown Of My Vampire Egos from My Base Vampire AU
Dark: Was turned by Actor in the 1920's, a small sliver of The Manor Entity is stuck in his soul and has influence over him. He fought to maintain his sanity for 30 years, but Celine's death broke him and The Sliver gained a lot of power. He's now obsessed with building a "family". He picks a target, stalks them, lovebombs them, makes them dependent on him, and turns them. He always asks first, only two have said no. He turned them anyway. He gaslights the family a lot, and basically keeps the entire city they live by under his thumb to make hunting easier.
Doc: Didn't want to be turned, always trying to escape. Vampires need to feed once a day to be healthy, Doc will push himself to almost two weeks without feeding. He despises Dark. He's forced to be the family doctor. Whenever he tries to escape, Dark always manages to catch him again. But Doc is made of Spite and A Moral Compass, so he always tries again. Dark's favorite, because Dark sees a lot of Damien in Doc and wants Doc to become just like Dark.
Bim: A total asshole. Raised by neglectful and abusive rich parents, he became obsessed with Getting Attention and Taking His Rage Out On Others. Also has the world's biggest ego. He runs the city's most popular gameshow, and no-one realizes that the contestants actually die. Everyone thinks it's CGI and special effects, and Dark helps cover up that the murders are real. Bim wants to be Dark's favorite more than anything, and is violently jealous that Dark pays so much attention to Doc. If Dark wasn't there to stop him, Bim would kill Doc.
Bing: A cyborg-vampire. He woke up in a junkyard with no memories, only know that he was a cyborg and his assigned name was Bing. He made his way to the city and met Dark while working a shitty job, and Dark became Bing's only friend. Bing suffered a lot from overheating issues and such in the past, but becoming a vampire fixed all of that. Dark saved him, so hes blind to Dark's true nature. He just wants Doc to be happy, but in those efforts adds to the gaslighting and invalidation of Doc's feelings because he just can't believe that Dark has any plans or feelings for them other than Caring. Best friends with Yancy.
Yancy: First person fully turned by Dark in the 50's, very soon after Celine died. At first he was horrified and fled but after killing his parents in a fit of Feral Hunger he went back to Dark as a form of self-punishment. Now convinces himself that Dark's belief of "Everyone is in The Family because Fate Says They Should Be" is true, because otherwise it means his parents died for less than no reason. Former musical actor, now only hums tunes to himself when no-one else is around. Best friends with Bing.
Host: Same basic backstory as in the Cyndago videos, but when he got shot Dark (whom had been his friend for a while) smelled the blood while walking over and came in. Dark turned Host right before Host bled out. Host's powers mutated thanks to the Vampire DNA and he lost his eyes. Very antisocial, spends most of his time in his room narrating what's happening with The Family and The Hunters. Lies to Dark about how strong his powers are so the story can play out naturally with no-one at any extreme advantages.
Eric: Almost died in the bus crash that killed his brothers, but Dark was also on the bus with him and turned him to save him. Eric is forever grateful to Dark for taking him away from Derek and fully believes that Dark is a good person and keeps them all safe. Spends most of his time in The Manor because Dark takes advantage of his anxiety disorder to keep him close. Drinks mainly from Blood Bags gathered by The Googles rather than going out and hunting.
The Googles: Androids that Dark found and brought home for Bing to repair. They were altered to have fangs and bags in their stomachs so they can gather extra blood so The Family always has an emergency store at home. Also Dark's personal weapons/bounty hunters. When Dark can't do something in-person he'll send a Google.
Wilford: Turned by Actor, not Dark, unlike the rest of The Family. Lost his mind because he couldn't handle being a monster and needing to kill to live, so his mind stopped processing that Death is permanent to alleviate the guilt. Mysterious powers that even he doesn't really understand, but as long as he doesn't cause too much trouble he's pretty much allowed to do whatever he wants.
Mark: A Vampire Hunter, in the world-wide Hunter organization. Also a vampire turned by Dark. Dark intended to bring him into The Family, but Mark woke up halfway through turning into a vampire and managed to escape. He was rescued by The DA and they're now best friends, and the best Hunters in the entire organization.
The DA: Was the first person Damien bit the morning he woke up a vampire, but was only half-turned. They live forever, but their strength and speed are capped (other vampires just get stronger and faster forever with no limits). Was a nomad for many years before The Hunters picked them up with the promise of Curing them someday. Had many trust issues before Mark came along and showed them how to have friends again. Likes knitting. Despises Dark because he's "a monster parading around in their dead best friend's body."
Celine: Fled The Manor after a close call where Actor almost bit her, and dedicated her life to finding a Cure for vampirism. Later she learned William had been turned as well, and even later that Damien had been. She put Damien and William up in the family cabin and brought them weekly blood bags while she and a team of gifted scientists/alchemists/magic users/scholars all searched for a cure. Sadly the stress and strain cut her life short, and she passed away in the cabin holding Damien's hand hopeful for her brother's future.
(Sadly, her group was taken over by someone greedy and horrible after he murdered Celine's chosen successor, and this group became The Hunters.)
Actor: Was turned by The Manor. The more souls The Manor controls, the more powerful it is and the more it can expand the borders of it's power. Actor was intended to be the tool to gather souls, starting with his family, but it all went wrong. Actor now refuses to ever leave The Manor, and spends all his time waiting by the door for his family to return. He's certain that they will, eventually, and refuses to turn anyone until they come back. The Manor has tried to force him to turn stray hikers who wander onto The Grounds, but with only Actor under it's control it's too weak to fully break his resolve.
And that's the basic summary! Though there's many iterations of this AU. Like the Sia RP. That's a whole other ballgame (that you can read on @a-vamp-and-a-half) or the many Anon Jim RP threads (also on @a-vamp-and-a-half but I'm bad at organizing so I'm sorry it's so scattered)
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illinoisadventures · 3 years
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How dare you say your end isn’t good......that thread was/is so much fun......one day I will go back to it XD
It wasn’t! I had the spirit, but I was just starting out on tumblr for rp not in messages. Also still hammering out my Illinois, as I had to reset him from another rp. I do love the thread though,,, I’ll look forward to whenever we go back to it! - Illinois’ secretary
Also I was just about to make a post but I’ll use this! Make sure to check out @doctordiscord123’s works! She’s very talented, and a very good person and friend! Her main focus at the moment is on @dark-infatuation, go send some love! You can talk to Dark, who is gender fluid so you’ll never know when they might switch forms. Often going by the pronouns of what form they’re in at the time. Celine, who’s kind of feisty and very distrusting but also really well developed character wise, Yancy and her often have fun! Damien, who’s a sweetheart and makes Illinois flustered right back simply because Illinois met Dark first. Otherwise it would only ever be mostly Damien being flustered. Ahperikaar, the Entity and essentially the creator of the universe and void itself! Desmond, a demon catman. And Doctor discord also writes the Memento to go with my Mori, but I don’t think she’s doing asks for him!
She also has @the-writer-and-his-stories, which has Author and Host, who I absolutely adore! Also a Google blog @objectivistic-mind!
Go check them out! Just know to look at her rules and to ask her if you’re not sure!
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[ ♛ ] send me your url and i'll tell you the following;
my opinion on; @sterlingsilverchampion
character in general: I’d link the Will Smith pose image here, but I don’t want to disrupt the formatting of the post XD But no seriously! I love Steven Stone in general. Granted, I thought he was an ok character in the games, but his anime revival in XY through the Mega Evolution specials and his appearance in ORAS made me love him in a way that I never imagined I would. And then, as I entered the Pokemon Roleplaying Community, I found there were quite a few portrayals of him...how they play them: ... which brings me to this! Ammy’s portrayal of Steven is simply wonderful! It keeps in touch with aspects of Steven from both the games and the anime, which is a balance few attempt, and fewer succeed in. On top of that, we have posts and threads that showcase the humour we can all find in Steven Stone; from rock collection gags to Archeops prank calls, balanced with good drama and somber tones that reflect the depth of the character, and depths further in that are the providence of Ammy’s talented writing.the mun: On the note of Ammy... YOU PRECIOUS BEAN! I love how you really, so truly, get into your characters! I follow at least three of them now, and with each one, I’m so impressed how you can immerse yourself and find each character’s voice so darned well! And out of character, you’re a good, kind hearted person! You speak about what you believe in with conviction, but you do it with a grace and clarity that really helps forward your message! Overall, you’re a dear treasure to me and this community as a whole, and I feel so grateful you followed me back so that we could RP together!
do i;
follow them: Yes!rp with them: Heck yes!! I need to find a way for Clemont and Sol to interact though. And I hope we can rekindle that Yancy/Nancy thread we have going too!want to rp with them: Yes!!!ship their character with mine: Not with Steven per se. I ship Clemont a little tiny bit with Nancy, but we’ll see how that plays out, they could just be good friends! I enjoy the idea of Steven and Clemont as business partners with him helping market his inventions! After Lysandre’s abuse of Clemont’s trust, it’s good to know that Clemont can trust someone to do right with his work.
what is my;
overall opinion: This whole blog is just, pure joy for my dash! Along with all your other characters! You have tremendous writing talent and a penchant for capturing characters quirks and characteristics and capitalizing on them so well! Whether through drama, comedy, or tragedy, I always find something entertaining to read when you make a post! Thank you for that!
**Note: Mun’s answer are all to be completely honest. Don’t send url if you don’t want brutal honesty.
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regalrain · 3 years
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I don't really put any symbolizem in my stories much, but I do like foreshadowing things that might happen. For instance in an rp thread that me and a friend were doing, I foreshadowed that a character of mine was an assassin by leaving an assassination for dummies book in an abandoned libary that their character was exploring. When their character read the book, most of the pages were torn except a few, on of those pages were about how to sneak around vents and stuff, and funny thing, my character loves to crawl around in vents, so yeah.
Also, what's your fav character to rp as and why?
Foreshadowing always fun, though one could say symbolism is great foreshadowing too,,, just a piece of it,,,, plus there’s some things so symbolic in cultures and countries people don’t even realize they are using symbolic things XD
My favorite is Illinois,,, I love Illi so much, I love my au’s of him, and he’s a very good boy when he’s not being feisty or purposely antagonizing to get a reaction out of people, and when he’s tapping down on his cockiness. I suppose because I saw enough to project some, such as giving him autism and such, but also have him mostly as his own person, which makes me really soft as.... I didn’t give him a good backstory. Seeing as I figured he couldn’t have one, to be out near death and in harms way frequently, and ‘married to his work’. Took that, along with the distance he gives Y/N to not actually touch as him not having a good family, nor really any friends, which I attribute that to both people, and miscommunication and misunderstandings thanks to his autism. Illi doesn’t know love for himself, by others, but he has so much to give when someone finally takes a moment to actually know him.
A close second would be Yancy, both versions of him I have, seeing as I have a version that developed with Disc’s Dark and my Illi, and another that developed with a person’s characterization of Illy. He’s very emotive, and almost a complete opposite to Illi, at least how he starts out, and I find it great how he and Illi can balance eachother as both friends and lovers, to make a formidable team when they’re in synch and not bickering. Plus he really— has a lot to give, he just doesn’t know how, I put him in prison at 13, tried as an adult, and his starting age for rp is 26, so he’s spent most of what he could remember of life behind bars, if you take into account younger memories slip away.
Who’s your favorite? What about of the twins in em?
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freebirdyance · 23 days
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Ace is sitting in the middle of Yancy’s bed, wearing nothing but an oversized sweater that’s barely holding onto his frame. The fabric is soft and pretty, and it calms him down.
He’s very nervous.
It’s meant to be a surprise for his boyfriend, something exciting to come home to, but he’s having second thoughts. What if Yancy doesn’t like what he sees? The thought terrifies him. What if he rejects him? Another horrifying prospect.
A blush is colouring his skin, from his face all the way down to his—
Whimpering, he shifts and looks towards the door like a deer caught in the headlights. Fuck, he can do this. He should have downed a glass of wine beforehand, though.
They haven’t done anything, and he’s not sure if he wants to— to— do everything tonight. But he wants to take it, maybe, just a tiny step further.
Letting Yancy see him naked would certainly be a… step.
There has never been a time in Yancy's life that he's taken physical intimacy as slowly as he is with Ace.
At first, it was the prospect of his older brother skinning him alive if he so much as made him sniffle. Then, the deeper he fell for him, the more it became something else entirely. He didn't want to break him. Hell, he already knows he isn't good enough for him, but who would be? He was more than willing to take things slow until Ace was ready.
Even if it means the times he takes care of business himself in a day has increased significantly.
Yancy enters his apartment, already knowing that Ace is there thanks to the cameras in the foyer. He'd given him the access code a while back, and it was nice to come home to him there. He could get used to it.
However, when he's not in the living room, he heads to his bedroom and opens the door. "Baby, you in-"
The question he was going to ask evaporates, and he freezes as his gaze lands on Ace. In his bed. Wearing... less than usual. Fuck.
Slowly letting out a breath, his smile is slow and easy even though his eyes darken. "Well... hello there, gorgeous. You look comfortable." Sitting on the edge of the bed, he reaches out and gently touches his knee with the back of his fingers. "Were you waitin' for me?"
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freebirdyance · 1 month
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Something just felt... wrong.
He didn't know how to explain it, but today just felt wrong. It didn't help that Yancy has been acting a little more off than usual either. Once so open and honest, now... closed and reserved. He figured once he was ready, he would share. But now he wasn't so sure.
Wilford shakes his head. What was he doing again? Right, food. Explains the treats in his hands.
Ringing up the customer, he fidgets with his hands behind the counter. He was bored... very bored. He needed something to do. Maybe he could bring a treat basket for Yancy and his friends, cheer them up a bit. That didn't sound too bad! Maybe some fresh apple fritters would make things better.
-@wilfordsbakingshop
Hank didn't like being out of Yancy's sight, especially after some bad shit has gone down. But he also wasn't about to disobey a direct order from a man who was only worried about protecting the love of his life. The fact of the matter was that Yancy currently wasn't in any shape to get Wilford himself, and he trusted Hank to do it. So he would, without a second thought.
Pulling up to the sidewalk in an old sedan, Hank leaves the vehicle and walks through the doors of the bakery, ignoring the stares he's sure he's getting. His suit is rumpled and dirty, face also covered in dust. A butterfly bandage was hastily slapped onto his forehead above his eyebrow, evidence of the blood that had leaked from it dried down his cheek and on his collar.
He's going to scare Wilford half to death, probably, but that might expedite getting him out of there.
"Wilford... I need you to close up shop and come with me. Now."
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freebirdyance · 2 months
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Maybe it wasn’t a complete coincidence that they both end up at the same event, but just calling Yancy any other day seemed too simple. Taking fate into her own hands seemed so much more interesting. How else was she going to make him think the stars aligned at the right time or some other magical astronomic bullshit? Besides, it wasn’t like the mob boss was the only reason she was attending. Surprise surprise, another pompous asshole needed to be killed, and who was she to reject the offer of helping the Earth by burning its useless trash?
She gravitates towards the unnecessarily glamorous bar almost instinctively, and with the way she’s dressed for attention, Hannah can tell she becomes the bartender’s priority with how quickly her drink is brought to her. Typical. Unfortunately for him, there were only two things on her mind at that moment.
Kill the unlucky bastard, and get a certain man wrapped around her finger by the end of the night.
— @perfectly-intoxicated
Yancy has attended so many of these things lately that he can't readily recall what this event is even for. Something related to charity? Nah, a touch too fancy for that, even for this kind of crowd. He's trying to focus on what the two men in front of him are saying until he catches a glimpse of red hair out of the corner of his eye.
Well. Suddenly, he couldn't give less of a shit what they're prattling on about as his gaze moves over Hannah's backside appreciatively.
Excusing himself rather abruptly, he casually makes his way over to the bar. He's dressed in a perfectly tailored suit, hair neatly styled back. Keeping about a foot of space between them, Yancy leans an elbow against the counter as he faces her, an easy smirk on his face.
"Well, hello there. Fancy meetin' you here."
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freebirdyance · 4 months
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Dashing through the brambles and rows of trees, he runs as far from town as he can. Murdock may have caused a little more upset than intended, all over a few delightful pieces of china and rather unfortunate placement of some floorboards. Now he was expected to pay for both the floorboard and the smashed teacups. Perfect for the day the innkeeper had begun to realize that most of the coins he’d been given for the ex-knights room. So everything he owned was out on the streets while the local authorities started searching for him.
Deep in the woods, after what seemed like miles of blindly running, he sees the enormous tree house spiralling through a clearing. It definitely wasn’t abandoned, but he doesn’t care. Murdock smells food, but whether it’s real or not is all up to his overexcited mind and starving brain.
@murdersinthemaking
The ex knight's nose and subsequently his brain were not deceiving him.
Yancy is behind said treehouse, tending to the fire pit as he had chunks of deer meat and large potatoes roasting over a spit. Even if the half elf is nearly six and a half feet tall and of large build, it's a lot more food than he could eat on his own.
No, he knew Murdock was coming. And he knew he would be hungry.
As he comes barreling through the brush and into the clearing, Yancy looks up from his task with a broad smile. "Ah, hello there! Please, rest a while... foods almost ready," He speaks loud enough to be heard, deep voice easily carrying across the distance. "I have a waterskin if you need it."
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freebirdyance · 3 months
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This was not Ace's first time seeing the inside of the school. No, that had been when Irene had brought him for a tour and to sign some papers. He hadn't thought he'd be allowed to sign anything yet. But it's his first time alone.
He feels lost in a sea of people his own age, surrounded on all sides by teenagers who give him a wide berth. School had started months ago, what's this kid doing here? Is he new? Transferred from out of town? You think it's another one of those kids from the house on Winter Street? Orphans, right? No, throwaways—
There's a lot of voices. It's uncomfortable. He hasn't been in a place with this many people. He doesn't know why it makes him so viscerally uncomfortable, like his skin doesn't fit. Like the light hurts.
Ace has a map. He can follow a map. All he has to do is find this room. And he can ask for help if he needs it, even though he knows words would get stuck and he wouldn't be able to.
He knows he doesn't look the best, old clothes, too thin, the still-healing injury on the back of his skull. So he doesn't really want to talk to anyone. He just wants to get through these months and get his diploma and never look back.
Ace misses his uncle. His classes were fun. And had less people.
Lost in rapidly spiraling thoughts, and in his map, he doesn't notice someone's stopped in the hallway until he's running into their back. It almost makes him fall backwards and he just freezes, unsure how to navigate this situation at all.
Yancy had heard something about a new kid coming to school. In fact, everyone couldn't seem to shut up about it. He didn't care; high school was his slice of normalcy that kept him away from his fucking parents and their bullshit demands. A haven he was going to lose after he graduated this year and did... whatever he was going to do.
He couldn't worry about dumb shit like where a new kid is from.
Yancy towers over everyone as he navigates through the hallway, ignoring the various stares and wide berth he's given. For the most part, at least. He gets a few looks and waves from some theater and band kids, and some... interested parties. Oh shit, there's Marcie. He was supposed to call her... walk faster.
His attention was then pulled further down the hallway as a loud voice echoes through the crowd.
"What the fuck?"
The person Ace ran into is Todd Haverson. Unfortunately for him, Todd is a real asshole. Not captain of the football team level, but close enough. He barely moves when he's bumped into, but one wouldn't be able to tell with the way he turns around and glares at Ace with disgust.
"Watch where the fuck you're going... wait a second. You're the new kid, yeah?" The already smug smile twists into something more cruel as he looks Ace over. "Is it true you're the new mutt from that house on Winter Street?"
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freebirdyance · 1 year
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"Shh, everyone shut up!"
"No, you shut up!"
"B-Both of you s-Silence before I el-E-Eliminate both yo-you."
All the egos are hiding anywhere they can fit. Some were easy, able to magic themselves into hiding. Others weren't so lucky. Ever tried to hide an 8 foot tall pirate? It's difficult. But, like always, they managed. It was a big day, and they couldn't ruin the surprise.
It was Yancy's return home! So of course, there was a giant party planned. They missed their favorite singin' guy!
"Shh, he's coming!"
-@wilfywarfy
As wonderful as his trip had been, Yancy was very happy to be home so he could see everyone. Of course, one pink mustachioed man in particular was on his mind more than the others. Pulling up in his red truck, he grabs the backpack and large duffel bag he had brought with him and makes his way to the door.
His hair isn't long enough to tie into a bun anymore, but it still frames his face in brown waves. He has his glasses, dark blue frames surrounding deep brown eyes. And he's currently a little tanner than he was before, having caught plenty of sun on his trip. Walking quickly to the front of the Manor, his grin stretches from ear to ear as he slowly opens the door.
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freebirdyance · 29 days
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Obviously, the Graves keep a very close eye on Yancy Berlusconi.
Obviously.
No one else in the family was as naive as Ace, and they wouldn't let a man, no matter how powerful or useful, hurt their darling flower.
Still, the city is enormous, and it's impossible to keep eyes on Yancy every single hour of the day. The mob boss would notice, of course, if there was somebody tailing him. They wouldn't approve of someone who wouldn't.
One car crash amongst hundreds is beneath their notice. Still, the systems make a note of it, since it happens inside their territory, near the border with the Berlusconis. Side collision, there appear to be no casualties. Let the police handle things.
Ace sighs, a little bored, looking out the window of the car as it travels down the street. He's all alone, bodyguards excluded: Adrian is busy and Yancy too. No one to go get ice cream with him.
[text: yancy 💙]: is your meeting over yet?
[text: yancy 💙]: are you sure you can't come? i promise it will only be fifteen minutes!
[text: yancy 💙]: please?
Yeah, a car crash. Some dickhead in a giant truck ran a red light and crashed right into a fancy black Escalade. No other cars involved. No casualties.
Well, one unknown to anyone outside Yancy's car. He's still roiling with rage over that little tidbit.
He doesn't feel his phone buzz in his pocket, and he really doesn't want to fucking message Adrian about this but... unfortunately, he's skyrocketed up to the top of the list of people that won't kill Yancy today. Probably.
He'll send a text.
[Bag of Dicks: someone's trying to kill me downtown. 48th and Sunwell. Dunno who to trust. Pinned down. I'll fucking owe you big time.]
Fuck. Ace. He can't... if he hears him scared and freaking out, Yancy doesn't know what he will do. Voice message it is.
"Baby, there's nothing more I'd love to do than get ice cream with you. I'm a little tied up at the moment. I... I promise I'll make it up to you. Listen... I love you. With everythin' I am. You're too good for me, way too good, and I-I know that, but..." He lets out a pained breath, shaking his head and instantly regretting it as everything spins. This is sounding too final. "I'll see you soon, alright? Love you."
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freebirdyance · 10 months
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Enzo had woken up in the middle of the night in a cold swear from an, as of late, all too familiar nightmare. Usually he'd just lay back down and try to force himself back to sleep or lie awake until the sun rose, but this time was.. different. There was no way in hell he was waking Yancy with his panicked breathing. So he'd gotten up as silently as possible to go to the balcony; maybe the view could calm his mind a little.
Sitting with his back against the wall on the balcony, he takes a long drag of his cigarette, gazing blankly at the water visible from where he is. He hasn't felt this bad in a while.
-@paperbackpieces-makemewhole
Yancy could sleep through an earthquake if he really wanted to. Although, that wasn't very recommended for a man in his position. But nothing wakes him up faster than when he reaches for the other side of the bed and doesn't feel Enzo's warm skin against his hand.
Venturing out of the bedroom in nothing but his lounge pants, he eventually checks the balcony and frowns slightly when he sees him. The look in his eyes is worrisome, and he wonders just how long he's been out here. Silently, Yancy walks fully onto the balcony and carefully sits down next to him. "Hey, sweetheart..." He says quietly.
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freebirdyance · 10 months
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"My love, my sweet, my honey bunches!"
Wilford happily trots up to Yancy, placing a kiss onto his cheek.
"I have some things so need to ask you, y'know, about our wedding." Even the word alone was enough to make him smile. His husband was right here in front of him, it was only a matter of time. "Do you have time?"
-@wilfywarfy
Yancy breaks out into a smile when he sees his fiancé, and it turns into a grin as he leans into the kiss. He loved seeing how happy he got whenever they talked about their wedding, especially because he felt the same way.
"I always have time for you, my muse. What's up?"
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