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Someone answered my prayer 😂

It is very difficult to find roleplay partners in this fandom, so I thought I should try to fix this problem!

Submit an inquiry and include your age, your rp style (paragraph? chat? pre-planned? group or one-on-one?), what fandom/pairing/character you want to rp, whether it is nsfw or not, and the age of the rper you’re looking for. You can also include what kind of rp you want to do (I.E. “omegaverse vampires”).

*Note, if the inquiry asks for a nsfw roleplay then please make sure both/all parties are 18+

If you’re on anonymous, either include somewhere potential partners can contact you or keep track of the post and contact people who like the post.

*I made this primarily for MXTX roleplays but if you’re in a different danmei fandom that’s fine too!*

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I think about this scene a lot. This scene. Listen. I know Will and Hannibal are now one hundred and ten percent romantically canon, as confirmed within season three and since the show’s cancellation, but the fact that Bryan Fuller thought he was writing a platonic relationship during season one absolutely sends me through the fucking roof and right into outer space. Like, no wonder Mads Mikkelsen took one look at the scripts and went, “… Bryan, please.” I mean, look at the dialogue in this conversation! 

Hannibal: You often worry about being alone?

Franklin: I worry about hurting. Being alone comes with a dull ache. Doesn’t it?

Hannibal: It can.

They are discussing what it feels like to not have someone by their side who can provide relief from that “dull ache” Franklin speaks of; someone to enjoy life with, basically. Want to know what happens right after that moment? The most elegant and over-the-top dramatic music starts to play as Hannibal opens the door to his waiting room, expecting to see Will, a smile plastered on his face in utter anticipation. The direction and writing clearly sets Will up as the person who can bring Hannibal exactly what Franklin yearns for. 

What follows is something right out of a romantic fucking comedy. Hannibal looks at his watch, sits awkwardly in his chair, a bloody scowl on his face because the object of his desire never showed up, and then he proceeds to drive nearly two hours just to find out where Will is. We’re not even delving into the other scene where Will drives all the way up to Hannibal’s home to announce… that he won’t be attending Hannibal’s dinner gathering. Are you kidding me, Fuller? These motherfuckers were head over heels in love from day motherfucking one. Thank you for coming to my TED talk, y’all.

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Soulmates!AU in which you're born with a faint soulmark, resembling the color and shape of a scar which fills with color when you're in the presence of your soulmate for the first time. And turns completely black when the soulmate dies.

LWJ's soulmark fills with blood red when the disciples arrive to CR so his soulmate must be between them. WWX's turns sky blue and he's ecstatic and then mortified that his sm would be a Lan considering their 3000rules lifestyle!

JC and NHS tease him about it but WWX doesn't really mind because he's actually really happy that he'll have a whole year to find out who his sm is. They're not the only ones whose soulmarks are sparkling with color after all, as it often happens when several new ppl from different regions convert on a single place.

In the meantime tho, one LWJ caught WWX's eye but LWJ himself is too busy trying to find his own sm to be bothered with such a shameless troublemaker boy.

But that's not the point, no. They probably find out eventually, or something. What matters here is that not only you know your soulmate is dying by the slowly or faster pace in which your mark turns black, but you can /feel/ your sm dying.

So imaging LWJ, on his knees, upper body bare, waiting for the whipping to start after the 33elders fiasco, when the first hit arrives and he falls to the floor, silently convulsing from pain at first but then not even the strong and stoic Hanguang-Jun can stop the whimpers and screams reaping from his lips at such an excruciating pain.

The elders are all bemused, because that one sole whip would have hurt, yes, but not as much as to guarant such a display of pain and horror.

LWJ can admit that the feeling of being thorn apart piece by piece is, indeed, excruciating, but nothing is more painful than watching the mark on his forearm slowly (slowly, so slowly, /too dang slowly/) turn a deep unyielding black while knowing WWX is dying somewhere in the most painful of ways and he can do absolutely nothing about it.

Now, as a mercy not-so-quite-fluff, imaging LWJ's mark turning red once again when he arrives to the Mo Village and /knows/ WWX is BACK but he still choose to run away instead to go meet him.

And now I'm thinking that maybe WWX never quiet found out who his sm was (oblivious idiot as he is) and LWJ is all like "figure it out yourself" even if he has known since before WWX left CR that first time.

Life is pain and I'm living it quiet well, thanks.

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Jiang Yanli got married, stopped making Wei Wuxian and Jiang Cheng “calm tf down” soup on a regular basis and that’s why things went to shit. Jiang Yanli’s soup was the only thing holding that family together. If someone managed to recreate her exact recipe and feed it to Wei Wuxian and Jiang Cheng post-canon they would be crying in each other’s arms in five seconds, I’m sure of it

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a truck just stopped in the middle of the road in front of the house and they turned their headlights off wtf

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Hannibal hurting his enemies vs hurting his beloved

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Imagine your OTP

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I felt an insatiable need to draw TWoTL - the fall was just a metaphor -  post Dragon take-down.

Wet, blood-drenched, bone-tired murder shower.

Heavy, fleshy bodies and filth.

Monsters in the aftermath of their adrenaline, repairing each other.

And like a fucking genius @suntosirius wrote the most perfect fic for it.

Eros and Thanatos  on  AO3

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The melody of wangxian fades away; the song may end, but their story continues. — mo dao zu shi 魔道祖师 • official art by 千二百

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While studying at Gusu, WWX and a few others get hit by a curse that makes them essentially experience the pain of however they will die in the future. Most of the others will either die of old age, so they don’t feel too much, or from a single, quick injury, so they feel a short amount of pain before it’s over. WWX on the other hand - the guy who will eventually be ripped apart by corpses - collapses to the ground, screaming in agony, as JC, LWJ and others watch on in horror

Everyone has trouble sleeping that night. They cant forget seeing one of the brightest of their generation screaming himself hoarse in unimaginable pain until it became too much and he fell unconscious. They can’t forget the specifics of the curse that caused so much agony and what exactly it meant. 

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I don’t want to grow up

I wanna build a fort in the woods and play using sticks as swords

None of my friends wants to play anymore.

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Happy birthday! I hope you have a really really awesome day! (as for a prompts: Will trying to be romantic and Hannibal being too overwhelmed to function)

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You ever read a fanfiction chapter so wow that you have to aggressively walk around the room to keep yourself from exploding in screeching whale noises ?

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Artist :  仙都怪谈 (weibo / twitter)

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