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"You were the only one who understands me."

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"We... We can't be together for obvious reasons."

"Minimus...."

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I love your minimegs so much,,,thank you for the meal 🙏

Aww shucks, thanks so much! (Offers you more minimegs)

I think we need more MiniMegs in the world….something about those guys just makes sense

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Cenobite Headcannons (+some fun Priest Headcannons)

Headcannons - Some Pinhead x Reader involved

Genre: Fluff (?)

CW/TWS: None of

Word count: 2,036

Are naturally very refined. Goes without saying but they have good hygiene.

The Priest is a being of great experience and wisdom, why would the tolerate being filthy?

Cenobite’s bodies no longer produce sweat so they don’t exactly have any BO. They all produce a natural vanilla smell that is often masked by the smell of coppery blood and fresh gore, but still detectable. The scent is the strongest when they have freshly washed off or if you’re very close to their skin.

The smell is the strongest around their neck, where it’s produced the most. They smell like a Bath and Bodywork’s lotion up there

The Priest does not tolerate most bodily fluids. Blood is fine but will not tolerate urine or feces. Vomit is something they’re used to being around seeing as people tend to vomit when under extreme amounts of pain but it’s still not something they want on them. Can tolerate spit but will not react kindly to being spit on.

They know every language ever to have been spoken on earth as well as languages that have only been spoken in Hell.

They produce no body heat but are not naturally cold either. The Priest’s body will match the temperature of wherever they currently are.

The Priest has no name, only their title. Cenobites are not given names normally because they are not like humans. There are not enough of them to really require names to tell each other apart. High ranking Cenobites (such as the Priest) have their official titles that they are referred to by for both respect reasons and just general recognitions of power.

While birth names are not given it is more common to see nicknames form. These nicknames normally generate from the physical appearance of Cenobite. The best examples of this would be with Chatterer or Butterball. They both have official titles as members of the Order, but among lower ranking Cenobites the nicknames have become more popular. If anyone tries to call said Cenobites by these nicknames though the responses will likely not be positive.

Cenobites are naturally sexless and for the most part genderless. As they are transformed into Cenobites from their human bodies any genitals are removed or sealed.

The Priest themself have nothing. They are- for lack of a better term- like a Ken doll down there.

It’s impossible to tell what gender they might have been when they were human for they have both feminine and masculine features. One could easily label them as handsome or beautiful and both work.

The Priest’s voice is just as ambiguous. It’s very similar to 2022 Hellraiser’s Pinhead and their voice. Deep, resonating, slightly feminine with sub vocals. Very enchanting.

That being said, their appearance and clothing is more similar to the original.

Lemerchand’s box works slightly differently than in the book and movies. Those who touch the box hear an enchanting melody that almost lulls them into a false sense of security. It’s so beautiful they might not even realize they are opening the box. If the person lets go of the box then the melody instantly stops and the person suddenly cannot remember what it sounds like, only that it was beautiful. It’s mostly a built in insurance to tempt someone back into at least picking the box up again.

The box is also naturally tempting to those who want more from life. Those who are desperate for pleasure, power, and even pain. Just looking at the box can be enough to lock someone in.

For those who are not so deprived then the box is a lot less tempting. There is no natural pull, no whispering voices telling that person to open the box. The Lament configuration doesn’t want people that are not worthy.

That isn’t to say those people still can’t open the box by mistake, or just plain curiosity.

Once the box is completely solved then a schism is opened, a gateway between earth and hell, and the Order of the Gash come through to collect whatever soul summoned them. Most of the time-

A very quick and one sided trial occurs when the Order arrives, usually conducted by the Priest. The summoner is judged based on their desire and that leads to whether or not they are actually taken. Someone who opened the box on purpose will be taken. Someone who opened it on accident but still has dark desires of some kind within them will be taken. On the other hand, someone who opens the box by accident and has no corrupt or dark desires will not be taken. The same goes for anyone who was forced to open the box by another. The Order of the Gash will simply take the Lament Configuration from them and then leave, often with no explanation of what just happened or who they are.

Now for some fun ones 😈

Priest doesn’t have many hobbies, but they do keep doves. Doves are the only animal the Priest is fond of. Does use them to send official messages when they are too preoccupied to send anything personally

They technically own and breed white Barbary Doves, although their doves have been bred in Hell for so many years they could be classified as a different breed entirely

They are fond of their Doves but does not name them. They can tell the difference between their doves nonetheless. Will not mind if you decide to name some or all of them

Seeing as they are the Priest’s doves no other Cenobite is allowed to access them, not even other memebers of the Gash. For you, they will allow you to handle their doves as long as it is done properly. If you want to play with or simply pet one of their doves you have to ask first but it was very unlikely they will tell you no.

The doves, like stated previously, are well trained. They will not peck you unless you accidentally hurt them and in that case it is likely the last time you’ll ever be allowed to access the doves anyhow.

If you frequently enjoy playing with the Priest’s doves then the birds will learn to recognize you and will coo excitedly whenever you are near.

~🕊️~

A ball of white feathers and happy coos is placed into your open palm, little claws scratching slightly at your skin.

The second you arrived you had requested some dove time. Although a little curious as to the true intent of your visit now, the Priest was more than willing to fulfill your request. Their pigeons enjoyed your company just as much as you did theirs and the Priest trusted you plenty with them. At the very least the doves could occupy you when they were otherwise too busy to attend to you.

Secretly they did think they were a little jealous that the birds were currently stealing you from them when they were free.

A happy giggle left you as the dove did a little spin on your palm, flipping their wings gently. It easily adjusted as you moved to hold them with one hand so you could pet them with the other.

“Which one is this?” you ask, unable to tell the birds apart when they were all stark white and toughly the same size. Your Cenobite partner had no such problems.

“This one is the one you have deemed ‘Marshmellow’.” The Priest’s tone sounds slightly unimpressed and you just giggle again.

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Yautja/Predator Rp (+18)

Okay I know this is a long shot so I’m making this so very short- but still I’m desperate.

Recently I got into the Predator films and I have become a wee bit obsessed with Yautja lore and culture. It literally pains me that IN THEIR OWN MOVIES we see nothing about them BESIDES their hunts on Earth. I have been dying for some original content and I desperately want an RP so this is my add for them.

If you have a Yautja oc you wanna write for PLEASE MESSAGE ME. I can make another Yautja, I can make a human, I can make a Yautja for your human, I can and will gladly double up PLEASE I WILL DO ANYTHING. I can also write for an already existing Yautja if you crave it. I know we al loved killer of killers…

If my desperation hadn’t scared you off please feel free to message me 💋

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Wolf protector of lesbians

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Scarlet Gospels

Pinhead x Reader One-shot : They walk in on you reading

CW/TW: Minor mentions of slavery(?), none really

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 2908

“Whatever has captured your attention so, my treasure?”

The voice made me jump, my hands automatically closing the book I was holding around my fingers. My heart slammed around in the confines of my ribcage even after the initial shock had faded. I looked every bit like a child caught with their hand in the cookie jar, feeling like I had been caught doing something I wasn’t supposed to do.

“Priest- you have got to stop doing that…” I sigh, pointedly ignoring their original question. Once the silence settled a little too thickly I spat out a pathetic response.

“Nothin’...just reading.”

My answer was not a satisfactory one if the look on their face was anything to go off on. Almost indiscernible from their usual expression save for the miniscule upper twitch of their left brow, something that would be impossible to see if not for the fact that I trained myself to pick up on such subtle details with them.

“And what is it you are reading, pray tell.”

That was the one question I had been trying to avoid. The second they had made their presence aware to me I had slammed my novel shut and held it close to my chest, hoping to hide the title from their piercing eyes. Knowing my partner as well as I did there was a good chance they had already seen the title before I could even process what was happening. The Priest had gotten better at asking questions even if they already knew the answer, small talk and all that, for my sake.

It just so happened that this is the one time I wished they forwent the courtesy.

Eventually I got too squirmy under the Priest’s unmoving gaze and caved. With a small, defeated sigh I pulled my book away from my chest and hesitantly held it out towards them. The Priest reached out with a leather gloved hand, chilled fingers brushing against mine as they gently took the book.

“I’m afraid I’m not familiar.” they admitted after looking over the title and not recognizing it.

As old as my partner is and the tremendous numbers of text they have read I did not expect them to know what this was right away. They did still read human literature from time to time but they were quite picky on what they actually spent their time viewing. Their time was their scarcest resource. Believe it or not, horror was not a genre they partook in often. The Priest much preferred books on philosophy and, and on rare occasions, religious texts. They found the human psyche fascinating.

It was for the better that they didn’t know what the book was right off the bat but it was only a matter of time before they found out. The Priest studied the book further and their eyes quickly landed on the author, a glimmer of recognition flickering through their endlessly black eyes.

“Ah. One of Clive Barker’s works.” the Priest stated simply as they handed the book back to me.

“Yeah.” I sounded oddly guilty.

Even though the Priest wasn’t a fan of human horror literature they were at least familiar with Clive Barker. It was kind of hard to not know about him when Barker had written many stories involving Cenobites and the Priest themselves after having a personal sighting of them. The Priest had inspired one of the author’s novella’s: The Hellbound Heart. Said novella then later led to movies and even more books that followed those.

The Priest had become a bit of a horror icon- well technically their knock-off had and at the very least read the original book. The misconceptions and inaccuracies were many but what else was to be expected of a mortal? There were entire organizations (cults) that attempted to understand Leviathan and his faithful but even after decades of existence they knew very little. The Priest had not watched any of the movies clearly, but they were at very least aware of them.

“Does this volume contain my character?” they asked politely as they flipped the book over in their hands to read the back.

Before you could even answer they had already read the entire back cover and was already scowling. Even though the character Clive Barker wrote as their budget replacement was a far mockery of what the Priest truly was, they still couldn’t help but feel slightly offended anytime they were referred to by that term. Pinhead.

If there was one thing the writer actually got correct it was that. The Hell Priest despised that name.

“Yeah, but it’s not like the original version he wrote or whatever. It’s like an alternate universe type thing. I don’t really know.” I admit with a soft shrug. Any shame had melted from my body long ago, muscles unknowingly relaxing the longer they remained in the Priest’s presence. As intimidating as any Cenobite was, there was an undeniable peace that came with being around the one I called my significant other. Despite all the very glaring power imbalances I was always an equal with them.

Scooting closer to the edge of the couch the Priest took that as their cue and promptly seated themselves snugly next to me. I naturally leaned into their body, even as their icy temperature caused a shiver to run up my spine.

“From what I think I understand, these books were written after the movies came out. Once Barker saw how much money you made when you were the big bad I guess he wanted to write you that way.”

I appreciated the way the first book and movie had been written. The Cenobites weren’t meant to be evil monsters, they just appeared that way because of human biases and the way we view life. It was poetic and not far from the actual truth. Obviously a lot of people didn’t see the Cenobites that way and just assumed the horrific demon creature had to be evil and the main villains. Oh well, I couldn't really blame Barker for doing what made him more money in the end.

“That does not shock me. Your kind reads the material they wish to and are prone to ignore anything that contradicts their personal views.”

The Priest’s gaze suddenly turns to me. Their face is as expressionless as normal but there might have been the slightest bit of curiosity laced in their gaze.

“This does not strike me as something you would usually partake in.”

I can feel the soft flush that comes to my cheeks at the callout. I knew it likely wasn’t a big deal at all but it was still a little awkward to admit to.

“Well…I was kinda hoping that reading this might help me not feel so lonely when I really miss you.” a chuckle wrenches itself from my lips as my cheeks grow hotter. “Didn’t really work though. Book you isn’t really you. Probably couldn’t be more different.

At some point through my explanation my gaze had drifted away from my partner and now lingered on the floor. Even as an equal it was easy to feel embarrassed around such a transcendent being. Being human around them could almost be embarrassing all on its own and unfortunately that’s what I always had to be. When I eventually forced my eyes back up to their face there was the smallest upturn of their lips, a small smirk.

“I am flattered, my heart.”

I could help but nudge their shoulder slightly, not caring if I literally didn’t move them at all even with the genuine shove I gave them. I was smiling as well but unlike them I was smiling like a mad man. Sarcasm. From them. Any sort of humor was extremely rare for them and I cherished any small moment of it.

“Yeah, yeah. Can you really blame me though. With how little you come to see me it’s practically neglect.”

The Priest turns to look at me fully, brow raised and head slightly tilted at my overexaggerated comment. A sly giggle wiggles its way from me and I only press myself further into their side. My chest was all light and bubbly, a feeling I swore was unique to the Priest. Knowing I was the only one capable of talking to them in such a manner without being harmed or even killed for the disrespect was a dizzying feeling.

I settle my chin on their shoulder, the softest of sighs escaping me as I practically deflate into them. I would lean closer if only it was safe to do so. The Priest was always hyper aware of their piercing and how close they were to my more delicate flesh but there was only so much they could do if I tried to nuzzle into them so far that I actually poke an eye out.

“It’s kinda weird trying to read it as you, really. I tried but I just can’t do it. It calls the you-not-you Hell Priest which is kind of disorienting.”

“What exactly do “I” do in this book?”

“Okay so- I think you’re on a warpath to wipe out all of humanity, I think? I’m not done yet and apparently this is the last book of the series- but anyways- you’ve killed like a lot of people. The book starts off with you killing all these magicians which are like actual humans with real magic not like the ones you hire for parties. That was kinda funny because you called one out for being a pedophile because he tried to call you cruel or something- but then it got kinda weird because you impregnated a woman just by touch.”

The Priest listened attentively, allowing me to rant and explain as much as I wanted. A good portion of our conversations were me talking and them listening. They were a Cenobite of few words and had no problems with letting me talk to my heart's content.

“I merely killed these people? Did they even open the Lament Configuration?”

“No. You just kinda showed up because you wanted them all dead. You were collecting all their magic stuff I’m pretty sure.”

By the look on the Priest’s face they were clearly not pleased that their literary adaptation was acting in such an undignified way. The real Hell Priest would very, very rarely just kill someone. Drag them to hell and bring them exquisite suffering for all eternity, sure, but to flat out kill someone would be utterly pointless. There were rules and regulations set for how they acted, a purpose behind all that they did.

“If it helps you killed them all very painfully. Lots of suffering. Technically the girl died giving birth though.” I cringe slightly at the thought. Birth was not pretty normally and I didn’t even want to imagine what it might be like trying to give birth in a room of multiple eviscerated bodies.

“I suppose I do possess the ability to create offspring should I wish it, although I find it hard to believe I would ever wish to do so.”

I didn’t question this new information much. I already accepted the fact that I would never fully

understand the extent of the Priest’s powers and I was okay with that. I could just trust they were super badass and move on.

“Oh yeah, and you let one live and took him to be your slave.” I added on before I forgot. I was expecting to see another soft exclamation of disgust from my partner but instead I received a brief nod.

“I do possess a few human slaves, it’s not that inaccurate.”

“What? You never told me that.”

“It was never necessary information to share. I did not foresee it being an easy concept for your human mind to be comfortable with so I did not bring it up.” the Priest spoke ever so casually. They did not lie to me or ever try to hide anything but I was also finding out they wouldn’t tell me things right off the bat unless I asked.

A part of me wanted to ask more but at the same time I really didn’t. I didn’t want to think about all the moral questions that might arise with the realization that my partner owned people. Like most things revolving Cenobites and their lifestyle I knew that I simply wouldn’t understand a lot being a human. There would be a reason my partner had slaves as there was a reason for everything they did, now whether that reason was justifiable or not was another question entirely. For now, I could leave that possible discussion for another time.

“Okay, setting that very concerning slave-talk aside for later, that was at the start of the book. Where I’m at now you’re getting fired I think. From being a Cenobite.”

If I knew the Hell Priest was not incapable of it I would have said they gawked.

“Fired? Does a human truly believe a position like that can be that simply removed?” there was undeniable disgust in their voice.

“Okay, fired might have been a bad word. Essentially you’re getting exiled because they found out you were collecting magic texts and items and you weren’t supposed to be doing all that. They mentioned something about how they should probably kill you but that would be too merciful or something.”

“Lord Leviathan did not approve of me collecting magic texts?”

“Oh there’s no Leviathan in the book. Not even mentioned. You’re just kind of a being of Hell in general.”

The Priest’s expression, probably one of the most expressive I’ve ever seen, could only be described as utterly baffled. Brows furrowed and mouth slightly agape They fully turned to look at me, fully shifting their body like the weight of my statement caused a physical reaction. When I first read about it, even I had been a little shocked. It was like trying to write a pope who had never even heard of God. There was nothing I could do to prevent the genuine laugh that left me.

The Priest allowed me to continue laughing at their expense until I eventually calmed down, giving me a very unamused look the whole time. Once I had finally settled again I moved to wrap both arms around one of their own, hugging it close and trying to appear as cute as possible to win their favor once again. Luckily for me I was always easy to forgive.

“This book must be burned for its vile acts of sacrilege.”

I can’t help but giggle but don’t doubt that they are being completely serious.

“Fine, but at least let me finish it first, I paid for it. Help me?”

Even after all this I was willing to test my luck. The Hell Priest gives me a look that I can only understand as a seriously? type look.

“You read faster than I do. Plus you can point out how stupid it is and explain stuff I might not know.” I attempt to give them my best puppy dog eyes to convince them to go along with it but they are not needed. Firstly, on matters where the Priest already has their mind set; no manner of pouting will change it. Secondly, they already struggle to deny me anything.

They hand over the book and I giddily go to find my place. Once I find it I hand the book back and settle in for the story that’s about to be read to me like I’m a child being tucked in for the night.

“The original purpose of the Channel Houses had long been forgotten. Many of them were completely empty. Some were repositories of chain-mail aprons and gloves that had been used on vivisections of the damned, the blood-gummed equipment tossed and left to the flies. Even they, who had fed and bred many generations there, had exhausted the usefulness of the stuff and gone.”

The Priest’s androgynous voice rolled over the words smoothly, their cadence never faltering for a second. I melted into the couch more and more by the second. I was a little ashamed to admit I was not paying great attention to the actual words they read as they continued reading. Just hearing them speak so much was enough, I didn’t need to understand what they were saying.

“Nobody now came there, except the Hell Priest, and even he had only come twice: once to elect a hiding place for his own contribution to the Order’s tradition of torment, the other to actually hide them away. In point of fact, it had been the sight of the bird on top of the wall that had inspired the simple but elegant solution of how he could bring the news–news he had spent many months studying and refining–to its recipients.”

My hands slipped lower down their arm and as if on instinct alone they moved to hold the book with only one hand, their voice never faltering once. Their now free hand rested palm up on their thigh invitingly. I had to fight the smile at how good they were getting at physical affection. Without any hesitation I slid my hand into their own, their fingers instantly curling around my warm skin. A genuine hum of joy left me as utter bliss filled every inch of me.

I much prefer reading the book this way.

(Okay so this is my first genuine work posted on tumblr and I heavily debated on actually posting it. Did it mostly for the shits and giggles. The way I write Pinhead (The Priest) is sort of like an au(?) I suppose, taking little bits of them from all the canon stuff and making my own sort of thing, but you can read them however you want. Let me know if you enjoyed this and wanna see more! The Priest does not get enough love!)

(The parts is bold and italics are actual quotes from the scarlet gospels book and I give Clive Barker all the credit for that obviously.)

(P.S if you want to see something specific feel free to send in a request, I might just write it! Just be polite and understand I might not do it :3)

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Thought of you

Every single one of them is a spoon888 fic

Cuz otherwise It Doesn’t Meet My Standards

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You could say he's B) toast

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MINIMEGS!!!!!

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Transformers Roleplay Add!

This is a very different tone from most of my other roleplay ads but I simply cannot help it. I started actually reading some of the Transformers comics and I fear Rodimus’ goofy ass put me in a headlock and refuses to let me go so I’m here now. Since I just got out of school for the year I also conveniently have a lot of time on my hands.

Don’t wanna make this too long so I’ll keep a brief introduction and if you wanna know more feel free to look at some of my previous posts. I’m Morningstar, I’m 18 and I ask that any roleplay partners be 18+ as well. I have almost ten years of experience and I tend to write A LOT. I can have responses as long as 4,000+ sometimes. That being said I can shave it down to much shorter responses if that’s what we’re going for or if it’s dialogue heavy. I’m not super picky on how much a partner writes as long as it’s about two paragraphs or more. I normally do double-ups and will only for them for oc x cc, with cc x cc I’m flexible.

Things I’m looking for:

Transformers Prime:

I love love love all the family feels in this show and is definitely something I would be looking for!

I’ve watched the majority of the show, but I’m still working on the last season.

Not any ships I have in mind for this, I would mainly be looking for just platonic and family stuff. That being said I’m not totally opposed to anything.

Transformers: Rise of the Beast:

I LOVE MIRAGE HES SO SILLY

I love this movie way too much for it to be normal

Words cannot describe how much I love the fact that they gave Optimus flaws and more of a personality in this movie than just selfless savior

I’d be down for just about anything plot wise

I do love me some Mirnoah

Transformers MTMTE/Lost Light:

I’m in the middle of reading this series but it’s so good!

Kinda read Lost Light first OOPSIE

I love Cygate and Dratchet and minimegs and- I LOVE THEM ALL

Could literally do any kind of plot and love it

Bayverse Transformers:

Gonna be honest- not my favorite

She’s basic, she’s nice, she’s there

Mostly adding this on because it’s safe and people know it. Plus the first movie wasn’t that bad

I don’t want to make this post eight years long so I’m gonna leave it there. If none of this looked appealing to you feel free to look at my other posts and if you’re interested message me at any time!

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Funniest possible scenario for the shit twins

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When you’re in the middle of a fic and realise you’ve missed a very critical tag

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Roleplay Search!

I know I’ve made a post like this before but since it’s been a while I figured I’d make another post hoping someone might see this one! This one is just gonna be a bit shorter and more basic because I’m lazy right now.

I am a 18 year old college student looking for someone around my age, or simply 18+! Not all my roleplays always include smut or anything but I like to write a lot of things that are more suited for an adult audience, plus I just feel safer this way. Otherwise, I’m just looking for a roleplay partner that is looking for a long-term thing- or at the very least a decent run.

I mainly do fandom roleplays with double ups (we both play a personal character and then a character for the other person as well)- but because I am itching for just a writing outlet and a good roleplay I would be willing to do just a one sided thing if it sounds appealing to me. If you have and if you really want paired with a character feel free to reach out and we can talk about it!

Just to keep this short and simply I’ll list some of the fandoms I’m sort of specifically looking for. I would love, love, love a Ghost (band) roleplay with all the ministry lore and all that. I eat up those old men. I just finished my replay or Red Dead Redemption 2 recently so I’m also deep in that fandom. I am always in the mood for a Dragon Age: Inquistion roleplay too! Lastly- I’ve been in the mood for some indulgent slasher writing so any horror enjoyers feel free to reach out!

(You can also look at my old post to see other fandoms I’m in if you don’t see one you like here 😋)

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Looking for Roleplay partner! 18+ (Updated!)

So I’ve never made a tumblr blog post before so we’ll see how this goes and we’ll see if I end up deleting this in a day or not-

Hi there! I go by Morningstar or any shortened version of it on most of my platforms. I am an 18 year old female college student and I am currently looking for a roleplay partner! Like the title says I am looking for people eighteen or older and this is simply because I do enjoy occasional adult topics in my roleplays and I do not want to interact with any minors in those cases.

In terms of the type of roleplay I want I’m looking for something more along the literate side. With a heavy heart I will admit that I was an avid Amino kid so I have a good portion of experience, although I did delete the app a long time ago. Since that point my person to person roleplay experience has been rather lacking as I have used AI platforms to try and scratch that roleplay itch. I have finally gotten so fed up with them that I am crawling back to my roots.

My absolute favorite type of roleplays are what I’m pretty sure are classified as double ups, but I could be wrong. What I really love is both sides making an original character and then also splitting up original characters from whatever fandom was chosen and then just having a very realistic and interactive story. I love seeing how cannon characters interact with ocs and then also seeing how two ocs interact within a specific universe. It’s just chef’s kiss. I will say right now that I WONT DO ORIGINAL WORLDS. It’s just not my thing unfortunately. I am hesitant to only use cannon characters but it’s something I could be talked into.

I am in a lot of fandoms but not necessarily popular ones. Knowing this I’d figure it would be best to leave a small list here of stuff I’ve been craving:

(Stuff in yellow is what I’m DYING for)

Dragon Age Inquisition: I have been CRAVING a Modern Girl in Thedas roleplay. I know this fandom is likely dead but I still keep up hope. I would love if my partner had an oc that was the inquisitor! I can play anyone from Dragon Age rather well but I love love love playing the Iron Bull. He’s both so supportive and so manipulative that it’s just so delicious. I also like playing Dorian and Varric but I am open to playing anyone.

Mass Effect: If you play Mass Effect and don’t wanna bone and Turian, then I’m afraid you aren’t a true Mass Effect fan (/j). I would also love a Modern Girl in space type deal for a Mass Effect roleplay but I’m not dead set on it as I am dragon age. I have no preference for a specific plot or characters I play, I just really like the idea of being in space with aliens. I have the games but haven’t played much so if you want a roleplay that follows the game’s main plot I may have to do some research.

Hellboy: Once again, a very dead fandom I’m not expecting any bites from. I will say that I’m talking about Del Toro’s two movies and not the comics simply because I haven’t read the comics. On the rare chance anyone is interested in this I would love to play Abe, my weird little fish man.

Red Dead Redemption 2: This one is a little more mainstream so there is hope for me yet. What is there to say expect silly cowboys? I love the idea of a roleplay with RDR because there are so many paths to play. Run away housewife, bounty hunter, lone outlaw, someone’s bastard child, and so many more! I love seeing other people’s RDR ocs and if I know enough about them I could likely write a 20,000 word fanfic about them and romance interest of choice, trust. I could play anyone but I like playing Arthur, Dutch, and Hosea the most. (FOR THIS ROLEPLAY SPECIFICALLY NO HOMOPHOBIA, RACISM, OR ABLEISM WILL BE TOLERATED FROM CHARACTERS DIRECTLY. I DON’T CARE IF ITS PERIOD APPROPRIATE. IF SOMETHING IS NECESSARY FOR PLOT DEVELOPMENT WE CAN TALK ABOUT IT BUT UNDER NO CIRCUMSTANCE SHOULD SLURS EVER BE TYPED OUT.)

MHA: This one I’m not crazy about but I’d figure I’d throw it in because I’m desperate. It’s safe, it’s basic. My only request is that we work on some events that might happen outside of the original plot that make it a little more interesting. I don’t just want to act out the anime paragraph by paragraph please. Also fair warning my faves for this fandom are always side characters (Ex: Shoji, Gang Orca, Present Mic)

Bungo Stray Dogs: This is my favorite anime of all time and I love seeing original characters for it! Seeing author’s turned into anime characters with powers based of their books is just a fascinating thing. Character wise I can play most characters but I’m best at Chuuya, Ranpo, Kunikida, and sometime Dazai depending on what mood he’s in.

Detroit Become Human: It’s been awhile since I’ve been very active in the fandom but it’s still one of my favorite games. I will say I’m not sure how good I would be at playing Marcus but I could always try it if it’s something you’re interested in.

Ghost (The band): I love the lore side of Ghost more than I love my bed, which is a lot. For this type of roleplay I would just love to act out what life in the Ministry would be like. I can play anyone, including all Papas and ghouls. Seeing as personalities are very head cannon based for this fandom we’ll have to talk about how we think characters actually are like and agree on what we think is cannon(ish).

Any Slashers: Listen- as a monster fucker myself I know how much we crave slasher love. I am more than happy to indulge in anyone’s slasher fantasies. In fact I am actually really craving a slasher double up right now! I am willing to be as indulgent as you want me to be, give me your preferred slasher and your head cannons and I will get writing.

Transformers (Preferably ROTB universe or Prime): Apparently I became even more of a nerd over the holidays and got myself a new odd interest. What is there to say besides alien robot cool? I love the found family aspects of Prime and honestly of ROTB as well. There is just something that hits different about Autobots with their little human companions. I’m very flexible about what the plot could be with this and I would love to hear any of your ideas!

This is not a list of everything I’m into but it’s a list of what was on the top of my mind at the time. Feel free to ask about any fandoms you’re interested and don’t see, just be prepared for the possibility that I might not know or might not want to roleplay that fandom.

Seeing as I’ve already yapped for a very long time I’m gonna end this here July saying please contact me if you’re interested! I’m not sure how many partners I might take on seeing as I am a busy college student but there is no harm in asking! Even if it’s a month after this post has been made you can still reach out! You can either leave a comment or personally message me if you’re interested.

Have a lovely day!