#; vic vega rp

[losinmortalesperdidos]

@coinquinatvs asked:

[ Harley, for Vic~ ] ❝ Hey, do you know why you shouldn't fight dinosaurs?? ❞

"Because they're huge ass motherfuckers with teeth and claws, and those things on their backs?" He said this and immediately thanked God that Harley's mother couldn't hear him swearing like that in her presence. Her dad was a serious guy, too, but damn, he was scared of that woman. He would rather go to jail again than upset Harley and make mammina angry. "Or is it because they're like already dead anyway? Except for the gators and Komodo dragons, those bastards are still huge and scary."

[vincentroyale]

----------------------- “𝙃𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙢𝙮 𝙢𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙙 𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙢𝙮 𝙗𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙧𝙞𝙫𝙖𝙡, 𝙢𝙮 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙛𝙞𝙙𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙢𝙮 𝙗𝙚𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙮𝙚𝙧, 𝙢𝙮 𝙨𝙪𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙚𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙩, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙖𝙡𝙡, 𝙢𝙮 𝙚𝙦𝙪𝙖𝙡.”

ᴠɪᴄ ᴠᴇɢᴀ ᴡʀɪᴛᴛᴇɴ ʙʏ ᴍᴇʟ                    &&                ᴠɪɴᴄᴇɴᴛ ᴠᴇɢᴀ ᴡʀɪᴛᴛᴇɴ ʙʏ ᴀʙʀɪʟ

[smartvulpix]

Rp Account List

@21xpickup - Resident Evil 7: Biohazard - Lucas Baker

@crime-scene-cleanup - OC - Anya Telvain

@crissxcrossedxout - IT (2017) /  IT Ch. 2- Vic Criss

@dclightfulxdcrry - IT (2017) / IT Ch. 2-  Connor Taylor                                                              - Dean Thompson                                                              - Mike Hanlon                                                              - Patty Uris                                                              - Roger Klein

@difficulty-tweak - OC - Jackson  Torrein

@doesntxlikexalarms - Reservoir Dogs - Vic Vega / Mr. Blonde

@femmexfatalexattraction - Venture Bros. - Sheila / Dr. Girlfriend

@grabxyourxcrucifix - Nightmare on Elm Street (2010) - Nancy Holbrook

@like-a-deer - OC - Jasmine Taylor

@pickxyourxpath - 2001 Maniacs - Anderson Lee                              - Birds of Prey - Cassandra Cain                                                      - Dinah Lance / Black Canary                                                      - Roman Sionis / Black Mask                              - Detroit Become Human - Lt. Hank Anderson                              - Left 4 Dead 2 - Nick Stryder                                                       - Keith Marshal                              - OC - Jack Melvain                              - Pulp Fiction - Butch Coolidge                                                    - Yolanda/ Honey Bunny                              - Reservoir Dogs - Det. Franklin Holdaway                                                          - Marvin Nash 

                                       - Resident Evil (Movies) - Matt Addison / Nemesis 

@profitxmargin - Dead Rising 3 - Albert Contiello / Greed

@vanxsher - Deadpool 2 - Trevor Porter / The Vanisher

@wehaveaprxblem - Payday 2 - Alex Cozen / Houston

(*Note* Almost all of my ocs have AUs for fandoms)

[abxaquilone-archive-blog]

RANDOM FACTS ABOUT THE MUN

Repost, don’t reblog! Tag 6 muns you would like to get to know better when done!

Name: Caden Nickname: ? Age: 34 Faceclaim: Mr. Chapel from Vengeance Unlimited and sometimes other MM’s characters Pronouns: They/Them Height: 5′3′’ Birthday: November 25th

Aesthetic:

Last song you listened to: Thunder by Imagine Dragons

Favourite muse(s) you’ve written: I loved to write Crowley so much, but no matter how I tried to ignore the bullshit that happened in the show, SPN killed my muse. I really loved Cath, but I couldn’t find enough RP-partners to write more and develop the muse. Right in the moment I can say, I equally enjoy writing Vic and the nameless, although I would love to write Morris, Budd and The Gent more. 

What inspired you to take on your current muse (that you are posting this on): Well, this muse is my otherkin, no matter if people like / understand this or not. I went a pretty long road full of self-doubting before I made this blog. Cath was partially this muse, btw. My memories inspired me. I was afraid to RP this, didn’t know how people would take it, but now I feel great writing this guy.

What’s your biggest inspiration when it comes to writing: My RP-partners’ replies, of course. Michael Madsen is a great source of inspiration, his voice, his manners. I take less of him here, but when I write Vic Vega, all the expression, voice, intonations, gestures, catch phrases etc., etc. are taken from Mike. Also books I read and shows / movies I watch.

The biggest struggle in regards to your current muse: I’m always afraid of making him too perfect, I don’t want people to think of him as a self-inserted Gary Stu. On the other hand, I’m afraid that putting too much of myself into him can also avert people.

Tagged by Stolen from: @a-vulparia

Tagging: Anyone who would like to do it.

[thesamevicvega-archive]

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♧ Is there an RP partner(s) that you credit for becoming a better writer?All of my RP partners, honestly. But if I should name people that influenced me the most, it will be definitely @demonbitch and a few people I don’t RP with anymore, but they still have their place in my heart.

♥ What’s your favorite ship with your muse?It’s hard to pick a favorite. Right now I have brilliant ships with Ioan ( @drasiediau ), Henry Morgan ( @aeternitasintricatae ) and Venus, of course. I would love if it was possible to bring back my ships with Ted the bellhop ( @ted-not-theodore ) and Emily Lightman. 

♦ What’s an AU that you’ve always wanted?I really want to RP young Vic and child!Vic, not sure if it counts as AU.

♢ What’s an AU that you think just won’t work with your muse?A lot of them. I’m not a fan of traditional AU’s tbh. I can’t put my muse into circumstances that don’t fit them at all.

☺ What’s a character that you desperately want your muse to play with? Why?Alvey Kulina. Because he’s awesome and crazy, and Vic could be the part of his wild past. And maybe Vic was the one who Alvey didn’t manage to put on the right path, and he regrets it because Vic could become a good fighter.And because Frank Grillo. XD

☢ Are there any ships that you would like to write for one day? Any that you wouldn’t?I don’t look for ships, they come by themselves. I don’t ship Vic or any of my other muses with other Tarantino characters or other characters in general. I need a huge chemistry between muses to start shipping them, so it appears during the writing.

▽ Why did you create this muse?*devilish laugh*Because Vic Vega is my favorite movie character ever and because MM is my favorite actor ever. My other muses here came later, I love them bc they are some of the best MM’s roles and bc I feel these characters almost as I feel Vic.

☣ What’s one thing that will make you drop a thread?I will definitely drop a thread when my RP partner will put all the plot on my shoulders and won’t work at all. RP is a hobby and it’s for fun, yeah, but it’s about creativity at the first place.

[losinmortalesperdidos]

"But until then, I'm the boss," he repeated against her lips, then traced a route with pecks and nibbles along her jawline and down her neck, "I'm the boss." He undid her towel, pulled it from under her, and got up from the chair lifting her in his arms bride-style before carrying her to the bedroom. She was beautiful like Venus and clever like a wild cat, she was everything a guy could desire and she belonged to him.

He didn't believe in Heaven or Hell, but he believed that they were made for each other, and maybe they could get old together or die together like Bonnie and Clyde. "Can you say it again?" he asked after putting her on the bed and now standing over her and admiring her naked beauty. All the pin-up girls looked pale compared with her. "I like how it sounds."

vic:

He rarely talked about love in direct words, but there was no possibility of denying the fact anymore. He was in love with her eyes, her smile, her sweet little stammering, her soft skin, and each of her curves. And he was completely, madly in love with her personality, tender and playful outside, strong and unbending in the core. What she did and how she acted when they had jobs together, for most guys, it would be a big turn-off. Who needs a girl that can shoot you in the head without hesitation for wronging her? But Vic, he wanted to carry her in his arms for the rest of their lives and make sure that she never had to cry, maybe just from happiness. “I’m the boss? Alright.�� His fingers slipped under the hem of her towel and made their way up along her thigh. “I’m gonna make that call. Later. There’s an urgent matter to attend to.“

The way Charley looked at Vic could only be described as pure love, infatuation, desire. A match made in heaven, some would say. Although she would be far too shy to use those exact words, she definitely felt it. A gentle exhale left her lips when his fingers met her thigh, and a smile crept onto her lips. Again, her lips met his in a sweet kiss laced with passion, and one tiny hand fumbled to paw at his crotch. Never had she met a man who made her feel this way.

“Of-o-of course you are… you should know that by now,” she giggled between kisses, gently rubbing her nose against his. “Unless you-y-you’re out taking me shopping… then I’m the boss.” She laughed again softly and ran the tip of her tongue along his lower lip.

[losinmortalesperdidos]

“Heyyy...“ he turned from the laptop when the bathroom door opened and she walked into the room, splendid as always even wrapped in the towel and with her hair wet. The last job was pretty big and went just perfectly, but now the two needed to lay low and spend all the time on the outskirts in the little cottage rented under some fake name and paid for by Joe. They were alone there, except once in a few days some of Cabots’ men dropped the food and other stuff they needed on the driveway, and that was good, but after a while, it started to get boring. Not the company of each other, of course, it was more than pleasant, but four walls around them. “I’ve been thinkin’,” he said blowing out smoke, “How ‘bout a long vacation? I know a guy who can make us passports and shit, with all the money we have now, we can afford that and more. Let’s go to some islands, buy us a place a little bigger than this one. New names, new looks. Hell, we might even like it. Whaddya think?”

@reservoir-bombshell​

[losinmortalesperdidos]

@coinquinatvs​ asked:

[ from Harley, for Vic~ ] ❝ It was the weirdest dream I’ve ever had. I’d definitely like a word with my sub-conscious’s manager. ❞

“Yeah?“ Vic tapped the tip of the cigarette against his thigh, he didn’t trust the plastic tables standing outside this ice cream parlor. He was curious and a little bit worried because she never told him about her dreams before. “I’m glad you have one though, the manager. Mine quit a long time ago.” It was only a half-joke. If he remembered a dream, it usually was a nightmare, and even if he saw some good stuff when he slept, he never remembered it. “So,” he put the filter between his lips and habitually patted his pockets in search of the Zippo, “What was so weird about it, if I may ask?”

[losinmortalesperdidos]

@coinquinatvs​  asked:

[ Harley, for Vic~ ] ❝ I really don't want to know a l l the details, big guy. I just.. I'm just trying to make sure we're all good so we can go eat. I'm starving! And you probably are too.. right? ❞

Vic hated to work in the middle of the day for very obvious reasons, but the client wanted the job done at a specific time and in a specific place, and the payment was too good to say no. He’d taken this order two days ago and had a little time to prepare, but the biggest problem was that he had a pre-planned dinner with Harley. After getting out without being noticed he had to quickly get rid of the weapon, get home, and change his clothes. Of course, when he parked at the tattoo parlor he was one hour late. He started to apologize and explain without being too explicit, but she shut him up. This girl was sent to him from Heaven, there was no other explanation for why she was still putting up with him and actually liked him. “Yeah,” he smiled, “We’re all good. Let’s go, I think I could eat a horse right now.”

[losinmortalesperdidos]

“Isn’t it getting boring doing the same shit every time?“ Vic caught the surprised glance of the guy and smiled, “Come on, man, it takes one to see one. Of course, you can trick civilians, but I see these eyes when I shave in the morning.” He took another gulp of his beer and put the mug on the coaster. “I get that, you have skills and that’s most likely the only thing you can do real good... Army, I guess, right? You go in, you do it, you go out, you get the money. But where’s the fun?”

@bruisedconscience​ / Barry

[losinmortalesperdidos]

❝  Who the fuck made you cry? I’ll fucking rip their head off!  ❞ This roar sounded like a rock crusher suddenly got the ability to talk, but he didn’t want to scare her. On the contrary, he saw that something serious had happened and wanted to make her smile a little to lighten the load before finding the reason for her tears. And maybe rip that reason’s head off after if it had one. Harley was his best friend, she cared for him like no one ever did for years. He would kill for her without doubting it a second, but he could also sit with her, hold her hand and feed her with jelly dinos. Now he stood there looking big and scary but was ready to promptly descend from his height and give her a hug if the one was urgently needed.

@coinquinatvs​

[losinmortalesperdidos]

@ofmusingsxandmayhem

This was another job, and he was going to handle it just like any other job he’d done before, coolly and professionally. He spotted her in the bar where he’d been told she liked to hang out. It was definitely her, Genevieve Romano, the daughter of Andrea Romano who was a head of the big Italian-American gang, just like in the picture he burned down right after taking it out of the envelope along with the first paycheck.

He sat down on the stool next to her with a charming smile on his face, then leaned closer and the muzzle of his Glock touched her ribs through his motorcycle jacket and her blouse. With the same smile, he said softly into her ear, so only she could hear him, “Scream or do something stupid, and I’ll shoot you and then everyone in this bar. Let’s go, princess, the carriage is waiting.”

[losinmortalesperdidos]

The restored WWII Harley Davidson stopped right in front of the entrance to the building where Dr. Devlin's office was located, but Vic didn't shut down the engine, he wanted his presence to be noticed. He calculated that Henry should've finished his job for today and closed somewhere around this hour, so he lit the cigarette, leaned against the saddle, and waited. After a while, he saw the familiar figure walking out of the glass doors. "Hey, Doc," he greeted, took the last drag, and threw the cigarette butt aside with the flick of his fingers, "How have you been?"

About a year and a half or maybe two in Kern County prison he had sent a message to Joe. There had been a problem. Like in every other prison there had been drug traffic despite all the rules and prohibitions, and it had started to be harder and harder for Vic to avoid the temptation. He'd needed to talk to someone and asked Cabots to find him a good shrink. Of course, a civilian doctor couldn't get in, and for a convict to get out there should've been some very serious reason, but Vic got this covered. For the last several months he had been working for the administration (and for one of the most influenced gangs) as an enforcer. It had been a great risk that could kill him or add more to his four years, but also it gave him privileges most of the inmates didn't have. So, he'd gotten his few hours outside once in a week, and that's how he'd met Dr. D. No one of them had known what they'd been getting themselves into, but their last session had been more emotional than anyone could've expected. And then there were two more years with rare letters and dreams, sometimes too vivid for the allowed behind bars.

@coinquinatvs​

[losinmortalesperdidos]

Harley worked late tonight, and he agreed to pick her up and drive her home. She was so exhausted she almost fell asleep while they drove, so he didn’t come in, just kissed her cheek goodnight and watched her walking along the driveway and closing the door behind herself. Before leaving he decided to have a smoke, so he pulled out a cigarette from the pack that was in his breast pocket, lit it from his Zippo, and leaned against the bike enjoying the warmth of the night. He was drifting in his thoughts when the door of Harley’s house opened again and the woman walked out. She looked like everything a man could dream of, the only problem was a family resemblance, pretty faint, but it was there, in the eyes, in the gait. Without a doubt he just met his friend’s mother he only has heard of before, so he did his best not to stare and nodded when she came closer, “Ma’am.”

@coinquinatvs​

[losinmortalesperdidos]

@thxwxlf || From HERE

He didn’t wake up until she did because he was usually a heavy sleeper when he had nothing to worry about or didn’t have nightmares himself, but when she sat up he immediately opened his eyes. The look at Kekipi’s face didn’t require further questions, so he let her go out of the room, then rubbed his face with both of his palms, got out of the bed himself, took on his jeans and a t-shirt, and walked outside.

He pulled another chair closer and sat down next to her. Obviously, this wasn’t a usual nightmare. Vic was actually an expert in those. There were simple scary dreams when the brain was giving you some bullshit that didn’t make sense, and there were memories crawling up from the deep basements where you had shoved them. He had a few particular nightmares that visited him whenever they wanted and made them wake up screaming or just staring at the ceiling with the cold sweat covering his body. Keki was strong, he always thought that she was much stronger than him, but she also had some shit in her past that kept haunting her. “That bad?” he asked softly after several minutes of silence. She didn’t have to answer. 

[losinmortalesperdidos]

@reservoir-loli​ from HERE

And he was looking forward to take her somewhere after the job. There was gong to be a reason to lay low for a while anyway, so they could go to Vegas, or maybe Hawaii, or wherever she would like, and spend the money, test swimming pools and beds... After they’d do the job, which he needed to be focused on but really couldn’t in the moment because of her. That wasn’t a big problem, though, he knew they both would give one hundred and ten percent when the time would come.

“Elvis? You couldn’t resist, could you?“ his smile widened, “Well, baby, I can give you moves but I can hardly give you notes. Not with this voice.“ He patted and rubbed his jeans clad thigh, “Come here. Let’s go through the details once again.“