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[shotmrmiller]

thinking it was a good idea making now retired simon wear his old mask for role play but now you're kinda afraid because you can feel his eyes on you but he's nowhere in sight and being hunted in your own home is actually terrifying

[mr-tony-stark]

// closed starter for @norabarnes143

Tony had been up for a few days now.  He wasn’t great at sleeping at the best of times, but since the whole ‘hole-in-the-sky-with-aliens-pouring-out’ debacle, he’d been having nightmares.  He was scared to go back to sleep, not that he’d admit that to anyone.

He’d been distracting himself in the lab when he wasn’t actively out being Iron Man or taking meetings with people. Since the Battle for New York, he’d made twenty-three new versions of his Iron Man armor.  All the different versions lined the walls of his workshop in different cases.

He was waning though.  In the past when he felt like this, he’d head out to a club, pick out someone to take home, and hope the sex would give him an endorphin high that would get him a few hours of uninterrupted sleep.  Tonight, he went to the communal kitchen to make himself the strongest coffee he could.

When he stepped into the room he was surprised to find Clint up.  “Hey, Legolas,” he said, beelining to the coffee machine.  “Can’t sleep?”

[glykera]

Closed starter

(Cw for body image issues and maybe some self blame. This one shouldn't be too bad hopefully)

You hadn't seen Glykera in a bit, which wasn't all that unusual, but you hadn't seen her anywhere around camp so far. She wasn't even in the Hephaestus cabin.

Somehow, you got into Bunker 9. That's where she hung out a good bit of the time, right? It was a huge bunker. That much was a given. Loads of parts and machines everywhere. In the midst of it all, off to the side, Glykera just... sat. She wore a looser chiton than usual so that it wasn't as form-fitting and she hugged her stomach. At least she was sitting? Usually, she would find some way to make herself work and clean.

@mache-of-greece @fire-boy-official @iceweavercatlover @melissathetherapist @luck-is-crucial @the-prince-telemachus @superbstarlightsheep @dianedantedominic @ithacas-prince @verdammte @cabin-12-resident-daddy-issues @when-fate-is-mistaken @unhinged-as-hell

[forestofstarlight]

The Princess's Secret (Closed rp with @the-blackbird-roleplays)

Viola lets out a sigh as she finishes getting ready for the day, straightening out any wrinkles in her dress. She knew today was going to be another day of performing her royal duties, and that also unfortunately means another day of her father trying to marry her off to another egotistical and snobbish prince or duke.

She lets out another soft breath before she opens the door to her bedroom and steps out into the main hallway, smiling when she sees the head of the royal guard and her main bodyguard Leo waiting for her. A soft, barely visible pink blush on her cheeks as she stood in front of her Faunus bodyguard... and secret love.

"Good morning, Leo. I hope you're ready for whatever the day... or father... has planned for us." She says, hesitating slightly before she mentioned the king.

@the-blackbird-roleplays

[lucifermorningstxr]

Hello there! Allow me to introduce myself, as if I need it. You may think that sounds arrogant, but doesn't everyone know the Devil? Yes, that's me: Lucifer Morningstar, it's a pleasure. You may be wondering why I'm not in Hell, hm? Simply put, I don't want to be. I've long grown tired of Dad's expectations of me, and so I've retired to Los Angeles, California. Now, that's not where we are, is it? Well, there's a simple answer to that. I've been alerted to the extent of supernatural shenanigans going on here in New York, and who better to sort it out than the Devil himself? I may have a complex relationship with my family, but I do maintain a strong moral conviction, the likes of which will not be easily challenged, and the beings-that-be generally understand that. As I stand here at the top of the steps leading down to the main floor of dark, moodily-lit Hypnotica nightclub, it almost feels like an East Coast LUX. In other words, it looks like a bloody good time. I can't get distracted, though. I'm on a mission. I take a deep breath, adjust my blazer, and descend the staircase into the mass of sweaty, sexy partygoers. In my element, it's game time. Ready or not, here I come...

@my-many-muse-rp-blog

[pink-koi-lovejoy]

CLOSED STARTER

(Only interact if tagged) ||Lost||

Koi just came back from a visit to New Rome, where he had been visiting his dads. He’s seemed…off lately. Only those super close noticed it- he still worked in the infirmary, smiled as he held conversations, made crafts in his free time- but it just didn’t seem right. Something had to be wrong.

It’s currently almost night. Koi sits on a little cliff full of flowers that over looks the sea, sun set perfectly framed by the branches.

/how do you interact?\

Tag list:

@demigod-jack-hearth @everyones-fav-mailboy @yourlocalfallenstar @lunar-eklipso-r

[willthewildlesbian]

WILL!

@mhm-im-chaotic-good

"AERYNE!"

[skullmoss]

seeing a post complaining about where rook "belongs" with the companions bc bioware isn't including them in companion-focused promo material makes me actually achingly angry about the way ppl engage with rpgs in the modern age. where they need to be spoonfed by mommy game devs in order to be happy.

"i hate the inquisitor because they're boring :("

"this is why i like dark urge origin over tav in bg3 bc it gives me a reason to care :("

like i'm sorry. the part about a ROLEPLAYING game like dragon age, like baldur's gate, like elder scrolls, is to fucking.....bring your own brain to the table and fill in the gaps for that character. if you don't want to play a game where you have to actively engage in creating your character from scratch, giving them your own little backstory to influence the why and how they say or react to things, then play a game with a semi-custom protag (mass effect, dragon age 2) or, better yet, a game with no customization and you just roleplay as A Set Guy (witcher, disco elysium).

for example, i personally hate dragon age 2 because i don't like how bioware went from a relatively malleable protag with multiple origin backgrounds (the warden) to just...attempting to make dragon age into mass effect by giving us a singular protag you can change the class, gender, appearance, and choose the personality of but you're stuck with the same background and family no matter what. inquisition has its MAJOR flaws, but the inquisitor is a malleable protag that's more in line with what origins established.

"why isn't rook really featured in promo materials?"

because the second bioware creates their own 'default' rook to advertise with, is the second fandom becomes less fun and fans suddenly latch on to that iteration of the character and say there's a 'canon' way to play the game when there isn't.

"where does rook fit into all this??"

idk mate the game isn't out yet and sometimes a protag is just Some Person who wound up at the wrong place at the wrong time. fucking have fun with it.

people love astarion from baldur's gate 3 even though he is ACTUALLY some rando with 0 connection to the main overarching story.

the gaps in characters like the warden, like the inquisitor, like tav in baldur's gate, are there for you to fill in. you can criticize the way it's done and handled in the game itself. hate the way certain things are shoehorned in without allowing flexibility. but to complain about the gaps existing period?? you're missing the point of a 'fully' customizable protag. are you that afraid of indulging in an OC?

the way some people react to and talk about games that are made a VERY SPECIFIC WAY to appeal to a certain demographic of gamers (people who can and will have fun with having freedom and not being entirely railroaded) is like....going into a peanut-free bakery demanding a peanut butter cookie.

[winguhiro]

@rigelig asked : “ stay out of my way, hawks ”

Keigo fluffed out his feathers as he walked around the League of Villains headquarters. At the moment, the main living area was nearly empty. Shigaraki had been here, but he retreated to his room. Dabi wasn't here, not that Keigo could tell at least.

Keigo was bored. He had brought the LOV some intel regarding heros and certain patrols, now he was hoping to find something to take back to the HPSC. Today was going rather boringly, though, so he had little hope. Being a double (triple?) agent was exhausting, but someone had to do it.

Hawks was lost in his thoughts when he felt someone push passed him, rather aggressively. The person happened to brush against some rather sensitive feathers. The abrasion caused him to recoil quickly, and look down at the person. Before Keigo could even get a word in, they muttered a sharp “stay out of my way hawks.”

“Stay out of your way?” Keigo barked out a laugh, “You're the one who ran into me, sweetheart.”

Keigo got a better look at the person. It wasn't someone who he has come across yet during his time to with the LOV. Short, choppy hair, thick glasses, and a rather severe case of RBF. If Keigo was a normal person, he might've been put off by it.

“Whats a sweet thing like you doing hanging around here, anyway?” Keigo's tone was sarcastic, but underneath he had a hint of genuine concern; the LOV wasn't the best place to hang around, especially with things gradually getting worse and worse.

[justa-gothamite-girl]

Does someone know what happened to him? He has been like that for a full three hours

[mr-tony-stark]

Continued from here...

Tony took hold of the waist band of her panties and dragged them down. "Oh yeah, that's a good one. Can be a little much, but you can get drunk off it."

He tossed her underwear away and slowly licked up the inside of her thigh. "Is that what you want? To just be the passive victim here? To not get a say in what happens to you right now?"

@firestorm-heroes

[steven-g-rogers]

@ironifiicd

Steve was feeling lost.  He had been since he’d woken up from the ice.  This world was so different to what he was used to and what he’d expected it to be.  Howard Stark had him believe that there would be flying cars just for starters.  Not that the tech wasn’t well beyond what he could ever have imagined, it was just so different.  It was culture shock, plain and simple.  Everything was familiar and just different enough to knock him sideways.

That wasn’t the worst part though.  The worst part was he’d woken up and he’d been fighting the same goddamn fight ever since.  Apparently sacrificing your whole life to save the world wasn’t enough for society to learn a lesson.

So he’d gone from fighting aliens over a piece of equipment he’d killed himself trying to destroy.  To fighting the same Nazi groups he’d thought he’d already defeated.  To finding out somehow Bucky was still alive.

It was a lot.  Too much.  He was tired and while he was making friends, he still felt quite alone and misunderstood.

And just when he thought things couldn’t get any weirder, the son of his friend from 1944 had invited him to move into his building.

Tony was - interesting.  Steve was having trouble understanding him honestly.  There was something there.  Like seeing like.  But he couldn’t quite figure out what it was about the man that made him feel that way.  However, even as much as he respected him, and recognized something in him, they had butted heads a lot, and Steve wasn’t completely sure this was the best idea.

Still it would be good to be around friends again.  A team.  He needed that.  And who knew, maybe he could figure out what it was that he was seeing in Tony.

He stepped into the lobby of the newly branded Avengers Tower with his bag slung over his shoulder and glanced around for where to go next.  His eyes landed on the self-proclaimed genius, playboy and he let out a sigh of relief, and lifted his hand in greeting.  “Tony,” he said.  “It’s good to see you again.  Thank you for this.  After what happened with SHIELD I wasn’t exactly sure who was hiring World War II veterans.”

[grunklefordpines]

would like.

a 500 follower MOD Q&A/Proper Introduction be appealing to any of you.

would you like to know more about the guy behind the guy.

that and some special ask thing. maybe… scratching my chin.

[icarixis-morningstar]

i would like to address the allegations that i muted rinas mic during their stream yesterday.

it was absolutely me i get bored sometimes and thats hilarious

[kurithedweeb]

I just learned why Shad hates Irene in canon and knowing what I do now about everyone’s favorite the Matron, I can say with my whole heart,

What the hell, Irene

[triaelf9]

hey folks who interact with creative works online! just a tiny PSA

If you don't like a character, that's totally fine! If you have a different reading of a situation in a show & have issues with stuff that's going on, that's also fine.

What is NOT fine is to ACTIVELY SEEK OUT fans of the characters you don't like and talk shit about them, the characters they have feelings about, or the content they've posted b/c you, Freddy McHatesalot really needs to tell everyone how much you dislike a...fictional character.

You are totally welcome to consume content in your own space in whatever way you see fit. It is disrespectful of the fandom space to try to drag other people into your space and interact with you if they don't want to. And dunking on a character in writings or art of them is fucking rude as hell to the person who put work into into the creation they made out of some feelings they were having.

Also. side note, it is possible to enjoy a character who is Wrong About Some Things or Isn't Doing The Right Stuff In The Right Situation. Sometimes it's possible to like a character and disagree with them, and shitting on people b/c you can't see what they see in a character is pretty trash garbage and is 90% of why I just make silly little art for me and my own silly feels and hope folks get a chuckle or some enjoyment out of it too.