#CONGRATS TO YOUR RP BUDDY

[joffyworld]

No Less a God

Congratulations again to my rp buddy for completing all the achievements in COTL!

[imobsessed123]

hey lex! An rp buddy here from another blog :) noticed the recent stuff- congrats! If you ever need help or have questions, ask away :3 I know quite a lot haha-

I’m proud of you tho <3 internalized homophobia is a bitch

Ahhh hey koi!! I’ll remember to come to you if I have any questions <33

thank you so much, your kindness really means a lot 😭😭

[thetantiger]

Something About Moths

Word count: 2,812

Characters: Randolph (he/him), James (he/him), Tiao (he/him)

Some arc stuff has happened in rp and James is kind of having a bad time.

James rushed through Icecrown atop the back of his steed Corpsechill, cold wind blowing through his hair and Randolph hastily strung across his lap. His brother’s arm-- or what remained of it, as it had been severed at the elbow by Frissionas-- was bleeding heavily into the tourniquet Frost had given him. Tiao clung to James’s back atop the horse, helping keep Randolph steady.

“We’re almost to Argent ground,” James muttered. “We can talk there.” The contents of the sketchbook--which was still securely away in his bag--weighed heavy on his mind. The long string of proclamations of love in Tiao’s delicate, Pandaren-inspired handwriting, and the next page over, the papers in front carved into a little box where a glimmering ring sat. He’d read it over and over again upon Sjorkan’s boat, and memorized every single word, every stroke of the pen, every divet in the page.

“Sorry to cockblock ya’,” Randolph groaned as blood dripped from his mouth. He seemed delirious. “Congrats on the engagement, by the way.”

James grit his teeth. “Quiet, you. Save your breath.”

“Yer just tryna get me to shut up,” the rogue in his lap spat. “Fucker.”

“Perhaps I am,” the Knight retorted. Finally-- finally-- he spotted the waving of Argent Crusade banners in the wind.

Obviously, a Death Knight charging towards the front of their base atop a horse alarmed them. A guard stopped them; “Halt! What is your business?”

“My brother is injured,” James replied quickly, hauling Randolph off the horse. “And my partner, too. Just not as bad. Please, you have to help them.”

The Argent soldier took one look at the state of Randolph--bloodied and wobbly--and turned to notify the others with a shout. “Injured! We’re taking them in!” He hurried to help James support Randolph. “What happened?”

“Residuum,” James responded. “They were captured for days.”

“Starved,” Tiao timed in. “Beaten. Sleep deprived.”

“Right,” the guard said, picking Randolph up. Randolph scowled again, disliking how often people were simply carrying him. “I’ll take him to critical care. You two can go to a less intensive healing tent. The main thing your partner’s going to need is food and rest.” With that, he whisked Randolph away.

Just as he turned, James caught his brother’s gaze. It was not like back in Pyrewood. His blue eyes were fierce, determined, if withholding exhaustion. He was bent on staying awake. He was bent on not regretting the sacrifice he’d made.

James felt a pang of guilt in his chest as if he’d been struck with a blade. He turned to Tiao, and his heart broke a little more. Bruises decorated a few spots on the man. He almost wished it was possible to resurrect Frissionas, just to slaughter him again, and repeat that for each laceration or wound or skipped meal he’d inflicted on his Tiao. 

“Alright,” James sighed. “Let’s go.”

Hours passed. James ensured Tiao had received medical aid: bandages, a few holy spells, a good hearty meal and plenty of water. In classic Tiao fashion, his only complaint was they denied him any beer. And yet still, the topic of the sketchbook hung intimidatingly in the air like a noose awaiting him to place his neck into it. He knew the others wanted him to discuss it, but he needed Tiao in his right mind first. Sure, he was not nearly as woozy as Randolph had been, but he wasn’t taking that risk.

In the meantime, after a nice change of clothes given charitably to him by the Argent Crusade, James whisked over to the tent that was keeping his brother.

It seems the swarm of priests and paladins eager to heal him had died down. One healer stayed by his side-- a Draenei shaman, as a matter of fact-- who looked up at James, noticed the look on his face and immediately left the tent as if to give the brothers room to talk.

“Randy?” James asked almost shakily. “How ya’ doin’, buddy?”

“Like I said earlier-- I’ve been better,” Randolph quipped. They’d cleaned his beard of crimson and properly slowed if not stopped the bleeding from his arm. “Wish I could take a shower, though.”

“Yeah, I feel you.” James sat in a nearby chair and folded his hands, propping his elbows on his thighs and staring at the floor. He noticed the chair rapidly begin to frost over beneath him and sighed.

“That was, um-..” Randolph shrugged nonchalantly. “That was scary.”

“I’m sorry,” James blurted out. “I should’ve-.. I should’ve told you. And Tiao. Or-... really anybody. About Frissionas.”

Randolph peered at him quizzically, and attempted to prop himself up in his bed, but seemed to decide against it.

“...He was my ex,” James admitted. “I.. did things to get out of the relationship that I’m not proud of. He used to hit me. It’s stupid, I know. I should’ve said something. I guess he still had a grudge against me. And then I got you guys involved. …I’m sorry.”

Randolph stared at him for a moment, his expression swapping between a few different emotions. And then, finally, he raised his remaining hand to point at James. “....Y’know what? FUCK you, James!”

James flinched. I am a Knight. I shouldn’t flinch. But he did anyway, as if Randolph had physically struck him.

“I mean- for real, you pull this-- ’I’m sorry’ bullshit on me? Fuck you! You sit here and you’re all like, oh my god I’d die for you Andro, or oh my god I’d die for you Tiao, or oh my god I’d die for you Randolph which you HAVE! And then as soon as anybody turns around and is willing to do the same shit for you you can’t handle it!” Randolph settled again, his brows furrowed. “You’re such a fuckin’ hypocrite, y’know? You fucking die for me and you’re permanently changed as a result and as soon as I make the choice to do the same to you you’re here groveling because-- because what, some fucking shit elf got mad at you enough for a relationship that happened years ago to join some fuckin’ rogue Knight group?! Are you kidding me?! You just told me he used to hit you and you’re here like you’re sorry for not saying anything? You dumb motherfucker.” 

James stared at him, dumbfounded. Speechless. Randolph certainly had a very, very weird way of putting things sometimes.

Randolph grumbled. “You know damn well that if you asked me to go back out there and give up my right arm for you this fucking second I’d do it. That’s all this was-- you didn’t ask for me and Tiao and Mythodoran and Sanlasteron to get involved but we did because we love you. So go fuck yourself with that pity me bullshit. I still have all of my right arm, if I ever hear you talking about yourself like that again so help me Light I’ll crawl myself out of this fucking bed and sock you in the goddamn mouth.”

The younger brother finally relented and just let that sit for a moment. James didn’t reply for a while-- he wasn’t sure how.

Randolph sighed. “You need to talk to Tiao, man. He would not shut up about that book.”

“Thank you,” James said, and was shocked at how shaky he sounded. He stood up, and put a hand on Randolph’s shoulder, desperately trying not to break down right then and there.

Randolph literally scoffed at him, and rolled his eyes. “Yeah, yeah.”

The Knight stayed there for a moment. He knew Tiao was waiting for him in the other tent but memories rushed back to him in an instant. The man in the bed before him was grown now, a person of his own with his own partner and life and circle.

But every now and again, when James looked at him, he saw the little boy that followed him around everywhere years and years ago. He saw the little boy that waited patiently for James to come home and carve him a new toy. He saw the little boy that never knew James was giving up scraps of food so Randolph wouldn’t go hungry and James wouldn’t have had it any other way. The little boy that simply accepted when James asked him to stop calling him ‘sissy,’ who nodded and just said ‘okay, I’ll just call you bubby then’ and moved on with his blissful life. The little boy that was the only reason the army of the Forsaken had had the pleasure of taking James out, otherwise James might’ve done the job himself sooner. 

James swallowed the sob rising in his throat and nudged him. “Well, get better soon. Can’t have you bleeding anymore-- you’ve made a mess of my tabard.”

Randolph cackled as James headed for the door. “Hey, fuck you!” He snickered, and just as James lifted his boot to step out, added on; “And, uh.. And I love you too, man.”

James smiled, and quickly left the tent, trying not to bawl at the foot of his brother’s bed.

Soon enough he found that his next conversation was not going to be much easier on the heart. When he entered his and Tiao’s tent he found the man had just finished a bowl of something and seemed to sort of be waiting on him.

“The food good?” James asked.

“Yeah, but they won’t give me more,” Tiao said, seeming slightly annoyed at the notion. “Apparently giving starving people a fuckload of food might, like, kill ‘em or something. Shame-- I gotta work on my gut now.”

“What’s wrong with your gut?” James asked, sitting next to him.

“What’s wrong is that it’s gone!” Tiao complained. “Having a gut is a symbol of strength and beauty in Pandaria. And right now, I’m the ugliest bitch alive!”

“Don’t say that,” James said, lightly smacking him in the arm. “I-.. I think we need to talk.”

“About the book?” Tiao’s demeanor suddenly changed into a much more sheepish one, fidgeting with his hands almost in an instant and sort of looking around. “I- well. I meant every word I said.”

James frowned at him. “I think there’s things that you need to know about me that might make you reconsider.”

Tiao looked at him with alarm. “What would make me reconsider something like that?”

The Knight paused, and tried again to explain himself. “I lied to you. I- well- I didn’t-.. I never said anything. I knew Frissionas. Way back in the day.”

Tiao’s mustache wriggled. “Yeah, he talked about you strangely.” His tone gave off that he was not satisfied with whatever Friss had said.

“I-.. him and I used to be- together,” James continued. “We kept it from the Blade.. from everyone. Even Frost. I never told anybody-- not you, not Randolph.. I was worried what the Ebon Blade would think. Two Fourth Generation Knights.. two men. It only got worse when he-.. when he took advantage of that.”

Tiao’s brown eyes suddenly lit up with concern. “What happened?”

“He knew I couldn’t go to anybody so he started saying things. Saying really, really awful things to my face and then that escalated because I would scream back and one day he just smacked me in the face.” James sort of shrugged. “I was a Knight. I should’ve just taken it. It should’ve been fine. And then he just kept doing it whenever he wanted to get me to shut up.”

Tiao already looked as if he had something to say. “James-”

“And the worst part is I never even told you,” James continued on, feeling his hands shake. “You told me about the Brotherhood. You told me about how you used to kill people for a couple of copper and how you got roped into it after the riots and how- and how you couldn’t even-- c-could barely sleep at night. And I fucked around on Frissionas because I wanted out so, so bad and I didn’t even have the decency to tell you until now. It didn’t mean fucking anything to me, it was just once and I was just so stressed out, but I know what Khoreeld did to you and how he broke your trust and I-..” James held his face in his hands, icy tears having already escaped from his eyes. “And I thought I was breaking your trust too. And I did. And I’m sorry.”

The Brewmaster stared at him for a long time. Slowly, a warm hand came around him, pulling James closer to him and allowing the Knight to lean his head against his shoulder. “It’s okay, James,” Tiao said in the gentlest voice he’d ever heard. “That was my prerogative. To tell you about the Brotherhood. When I told you that, I didn’t expect you to repay me. You weren’t ready to open up. That’s okay.” He sighed heavily. “You know, you told me something one day that permanently rewired how I thought of myself. And I think, as much as it sucks as a statement, you really need to hear it, too.”

“And what’s that?” James’s voice was nearly a whimper.

Tiao grabbed him by his shoulders and turned him in his seat to face him, looking him in the eye. “You, James, were abused. You are a victim of abuse and you are coping with the abuse in ways that are very common. It’s okay that you repressed it. But I’m glad we got it out now.”

James nodded, reaching to wipe the tears streaming down his face, but Tiao nudged his hand away, swiping away at them with his own thumb instead.

“What you did and what Khoreeld did are two completely different things. You were trapped and hurt and you had no way of getting out. Like you said, you couldn’t tell a soul. Khoreeld just didn’t give a fuck. I am never, ever, going to judge you, a person who has been, again, abused, about how you handle it, nor do I even want to.” Tiao stood and nudged James to get him to follow suit, leading him further into the tent. “Come here. I think you need to unwind.”

The two of them paused at the foot of another bed and Tiao crawled into it, sighing happily and then patting the space next to him. As much as James had missed him the past few days, alarm creeped up his spine. “Tiao-” he stammered. “Not tonight. You need to heal up.”

Tiao looked at him for a moment as if perplexed. “What? No. No- that’s not what I meant, I’m so sorry if it came off that way. I meant you need to lie down. Knights don’t need physical rest but you certainly need it mentally. I was suggesting we cuddle. I’m really sorry.”

“Oh-.. n-no, it’s okay,” James replied sheepishly, appreciating that clarification and crawling into bed beside him. He curled up next to him, Tiao’s arms encircling him and holding him to his warm chest. As someone who’s own heart no longer beat, James cherished the comforting rhythmic thump of Tiao’s.

After a moment, the monk spoke again. “...If you don’t have an answer.. that’s okay. I don’t expect you to right now.”

“What?” James looked at him, a little dumbfounded. “What else could my answer possibly be? Yes-- a million times, yes. I just- I just thought you should know those things first.” He shifted slightly. “If you need to reconsider, that’s--”

James was interrupted as Tiao’s hands came up to his chin and brought his lips to his own. He felt the ice within him spike intensely as he snuggled a little closer to Tiao, relaxing into his consistent warmth. He thought, distantly, that he described this effect to Cryagosa and she joked about something involving moths and flames, but didn’t care to remember it at this moment. He felt comfortable with Tiao, always. Even in a place so unfamiliar to the both of them.

His internal dialogue raised a finger. We met Tiao in Icecrown, and now we’re engaged to Tiao in Icecrown.

Hmm.. I can live with that.

After him and Tiao had kissed, slowly and calmly, for several minutes, the monk finally pulled away and then just sort of looked at him. A fond smile spread across his face and his light brown eyes spoke more words than he could ever hope to fit on a page. James felt tears prick at his eyes again and ducked his head, nestling in the space between Tiao’s shoulder and neck.

Tiao’s hand traced up and down the Knight’s spine. “I don’t need to reconsider. What I do need is for you to stop thinking so poorly of yourself.” He flashed a grin. “That’s my fiance you’re talking about, now.”

James chuckled, and then pulled him a little closer.

[ageofzero]

Okay, there's more than one of your WIPs that I'm very curious about now, but the "Mamma Mia! But FFXV" one has me curious...

Don’t expect it to be anything more than the movie jukebox musical it’s based on, hahaha.

Also congrats, you win for picking the WIP I literally started working on before making this post. XDDD

So, like. I was talking with an RP buddy who I do FFXV ot4 stuff with and I was just thinking about the movie idly, or watching it or smth, when I was just. Smash the two ideas together. As is my usual MO, honestly.

Noctis runs a hotel on an island, and his son is getting married in two days. He’s already having A Time Of It for various things, and then three of his once lovers show up out of the blue. Ignis Scientia (the man who broke his heart), Prompto Argentum (the cute wide-eyed boy trying to start independent photography work outside of his parents’ expectations for him), and Gladio Amicitia (the adventurous soul who has a boat and itchy feet). Noct doesn’t know it was his son who invited them to the island, so he could determine which of them is his other parent.

(If you’re about to ask me about how Noct had a baby and is a man, don’t worry about it. Is it omegaverse, is it bog standard mpreg, is Noct trans? Pick your poison, the story isn’t concerned with that and I’m not gonna explain. XD)

But yeah, it’s just basically gonna follow the plot of the musical as writ in the movie, with some adjustments here and there because I like swapping pieces on the chessboards. I’m a diehard ignoct person, so obviously I have an Agenda for the finale. But I can tool it around to make it ot4 by the end. I mean, Noct’s kid is still gonna have three additional dads by the end of it and he’ll never know who he’s related to bc that’s also not the point.

What I really have written bc I was procrastinating last night is a cast list, chapter titles (the track list more or less from the movie), and a sentence or two of explanation for what the chapters are supposed to be, bc I wouldn’t be able to remember them just by song alone.

It is just a fun silly little AU idea that I came up with on a whim and then made an actual document for. XD

[nuclearnerves]

Congrats on your little guy getting married :3

THANK YOU IT WAS A LOT OF FUN TO RP... i'd give the whole story but it would be actual novella long. The abridged version is they met, were buds because they had the same flavor of Crazy, hung out more often because they were the same flavor of Lonely, and got attached for being the same flavor of Safe. They also had a baby together!!!(for being the same flavor of horny) Meet Cielo who is half dragon half insane in the membrane. Hes one.

he likes to hang out with his big brother buddy and take naps.

[skye-high-multiverse]

Greetings! If you’ve stumbled upon this page then. Congrats! You’ve successfully taken the first step on being a buddy, pal! By clicking on the Rules and tag page, that means you the reader are prepared to read the rules and standards on this blog.                                                                             Monroe-Mun

Major Rules

If there is a problem with my conduct, or something that I am doing like a forgotten tag or anything. DO NOT HESITATE TO TALK TO ME IN DM, OR BY ASK.

I expect some effort on replies rather than just 1 or 2 liners if I made a reply in a paragraph or more. I will also try to reflect my post length to yours for long replies but I won’t be able to do novel -length posts.

No powerplaying nor godmodding.

If death is involved or if something that involves control over my muse, PLEASE LET ME KNOW FIRST.

If you are not of age to partake in any mature material on the blog, then I will block you and tell you why I blocked you.

Do NOT share any Anti-LGBT+ or Rasist post or remarks on this blog. I will hunt you down and block/report you.

Feel free to talk to me about anything. Characters, the blog, or if you want to be friends. I dont mind.

This also goes for when I am unable to cut posts at any moment.

Please, do give me time, and please also remind me to reply to rp whenever you can.  

And now to make SURE people have read the rules. They must like this post

If you truly would like to get to know the person behind the blog.   TRY to get the person behind the blog.

I have anxienties and fears about the quality of my preformances. Please understand that: Mun =/= Muse, and that I’m more afraid of you than you are of me..

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While I used to manage an Adult Blog to co-exist with this one. Suspicious Blogs have been swarming towards it, making me nervous to keep posting on there.  Please, if you are here to RP, dont let it just be for the 18+ Plotting.  I want this to be a fair place for all ages.

That being said, if you’re underaged, I must ask that you either turn away from here, or act mature and responcible and not search for anything that might trigger you.

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[trantrumsfromthevoid]

O hai derr fran, it's me ur hooman.

Anyway, this is probably definitely going to be long bc I have no self-control. But basically this isn't the first time I've looked for a buddy and it probably won't be the last, either. I've been role-playing since 2008 and have been on every imaginable server. I've hoped on every "trendy" site and played just about every kind of character. Well, I've played a lot of characters, anyway. In 2017 I decided to take a hiatus because I was dealing with some traumatic things at the time, as well as growing tired of the sites that were being offered. In the years since I haven't been able to fully get back into the swing of things (RP wise) and I haven't joined a site in awhile.

Because of the stuff that was going on in my personal life, I kinda grew out of the RPC. The sites that I see today all look similar and there seems to be a very specific order to become a "successful" member of a site. It's almost like you have to follow a formula or something? I don't mean to offend, that's just how I see it. I grew tired of doing the same thing again and again and again, and not being able to find fulfillment. At the same time, in order to appease my need to write and have a creative outlet, I created a site on Jcink (it's nothing fancy, especially given today's RP standards) where I write and do ... a bunch of whatever, I suppose. It's nothing fancy, but it achieves its purpose of providing a place for me to write online. Hopefully that makes sense to you? I'm not really sure how to explain it.

That all being said, occasionally I'll pop my head into various resource sites and see if anyone wants to join me on my wild and crazy ride. I get lonely and crave interaction, and would love to find a true "RP buddy"/friend. Now, if you've stuck with me and you're still reading (congrats first and foremost), here's a little bit about me, RP-wise.

x Real life/slice-of-life plots are probably my number one trope/source of inspiration. I love having a plot set in some cute little Mayberry-like town and that sort of thing. xx I love exploring the dynamics of older couples (35 and older), couples who've been together for many years, and/or couples who've been together for awhile and have older children. x Supernatural (vampires, werewolves, mermaids, etc) comes in at a close second. Vampires have a very special place in my heart, as the first character I ever created for an online RP was a vampire. xx While small towns are great, I also really enjoy the whole "Welcome to Night Vale"/"Twin Peaks" vibe. Not necessarily those fandoms specifically, but a town that's kinda odd; maybe has a little bit of a creepy vibe. A town where everyone and everything is odd and everyone accepts it. x I love familial plots, as well as friendship plots. Or anything that's non-romantic. "Found families" are awesome and deserve a lot more love. xx I think angels x demons, aliens, and mermaids are vastly under-served in the RPC and would definitely be down for doing something with said creatures. x I have a 60-40 male-to-female ratio (meaning I plan males more than females). My characters are usually heterosexual, but if a plot is interesting (or I get inspired), I have no qualms playing a LGBTQ+ character. xx Ages for my characters range between between 21 - 65. Anyone younger than 18 is treated as an NPC. I always use real life face claims. x As far as "triggers" go, the only thing for me is that I don't RP smut, as it makes me uncomfortable. I simply fade to black or skip to the next morning. I don't mind the "build up" (kissing, flirting, maybe a little dirty talk) but the actual deed itself is a no-go. Otherwise, I don't mind exploring the dynamics of other "taboo" topics, so long as it's discussed and agreed upon by both parties. xx WC is usually in the 300 - 500 range. Sometimes I can write more, it all depends on my muse and what I'm given to work with. x I love character development via pinterest, gifs, quotes, wardrobes, pictures of their home/vehicles, little blurbs, that sorta thing. Applications are evil in my humble opinion. xx I don't like to RP to many fandoms, but the ones that I have are near and dear to my heart. I love a good, dark HP plot; something set in the Marauder's Era or before. Or something set directly after the Battle of Hogwarts and/or Harry's death. Give me all the HP angst, bby. FYI, I'd love to do a dark!Durmstrang plot and I have a few ideas for such. Just saying. Other fandoms would include Percy Jackson and the Olympians, The Twilight Saga, and maybe a live action Avatar: The Last Airbender.

As far as me personally, I'm a thirty-four-year-old female who lives on the east coast USA. I would prefer that my partner be at least 25, or 21 at the absolute youngest. If nothing else, at least be an adult. I'd love for my partner to be on the east coast as well. This isn't a complete deal-breaker but it's definitely something I take into consideration if we're several time zones apart. I'm not willing to stay up all hours of the night (or day) in order to RP. Been there, done that. Plus, as someone who has to "adult" in the real world, I can't pull all-nighters anymore. Most nights I'm off the internet by about 8:30 pm and I'm not on my laptop (where I role-play) everyday. I am on my laptop about five days a week. I'm not exactly the most talkative person and I don't like having to discuss everything in minor, minute detail with my partner. As long as we're in agreement about "triggers", the plot, and we both have a basic sense of our characters, that's all I need to know. After that I'd prefer that our plots and/or other forms of character development do the talking. I realize I may sound a bit harsh, but I'm one of those "conceal, don't feel" types, ngl. But with time, consistency, and patience, I do open up.

Last thing, I promise. I would love to see some sort of writing sample from you. It doesn't have to be a post, I'd just like to see how you write; how you make words and ideas "flow." Is English your first language or is that something you need to disclose? Have you been writing for awhile or is this your first go 'round? Is it coherent? Like I said, you can submit whatever you like, as long as it allows me to get a clear sense of you and your writing. Whatever you submit, please make sure that it's at least 200 words. If you'd like a writing sample from me, that's fine, but ... I mean ... I've written like 97 pages for you. Hopefully you have a sense of my writing style already. But if not, I'm happy to give you something.

Ok, wow! That was so! many! words!!! I do apologize for the multitude of paragraphs but hopefully this will help you and I both in our search for a buddy. Feel free to PM me here, respond to this thread, or PM me for my discord. Thanks for reading and I hope you find what you're looking for. Live long and prosper.

[spiritmaiden23]

THE POSITIVE & NEGATIVE; Mun & Muse - Meme.

fill out & repost ♥ This meme definitely favors canons more, but I hope OC’s still can make it somehow work with their own lore, and lil’ fandom of friends & mutuals. Multi-Muses pick the muse you are the most invested in atm.

My muse is:   canon / oc / au / canon-divergent / fandomless /

Is your character popular in the fandom?  YES / NO / IDK. For sure, for being the cutest of cutes!! All Zeldas are cute though but she was the blueprint ;v; 

Is your character considered hot™ in the fandom?  YES / NO / IDK. I’m a devout christian virgin I would never ever look at those kind of topics the only hot I see is the flames of hell for even considering this smh smh bUT NO FOR REAL THO I’M NOT REALLY SURE???? I mostly see people gushing over how cute she is rather than hot. 

Is your character considered strong in the fandom?  YES / NO / In some aspects. We don’t really see Skyward Sword Zelda’s abilities in the games as we did in, say, BOTW where she goes full goddess mode. Aside from blessing the master sword, sealing herself away, and the implications that the game gives us with Zelda being not only a student at the knight school but also a badass warrior goddess in her past life; I’d say she’s pretty up there in terms of strength. 

Are they underrated?  YES / NO. GONNA GO WITH YES AND NO ON THIS. As a character, Zelda is far from underrated she’s actually cliche blonde character we all love and stan but in this incarnation.... also yes and no because while I see a lot of people like SS Zelda keep in mind that SS is the black sheep of the series so not a lot of people have good opinions on it. I’ve seen some say she’s annoying, too shoujo or even Mary Sue at some points and hweoh we all know that the last one ain’t even close to true since she’s far from bland and OP written. But it’s all a matter of perspective!  

Were they relevant for the main story?  YES / NO.

Were they relevant for the main character? YES / NO /

Are they widely known in their world?  YES / NO.

How’s their reputation?  GOOD / BAD / NEUTRAL / FOR THE MOST PART, if we were talking verses like say witch verse she’d have more of a neutral reputation considering witches aren’t really well-liked ;-; 

How strictly do you follow canon?  

I try to do the best that I can do given with what we’re working with here all while adding my own spin to her characterization because we all have different perspective when it comes to art! How I see Zelda is someone who’s bubbly, playful (big ol bully hweoh), a bit of a busybody if she feels she needs to step in due to worrywart tendencies yet highly responsible and carries a wisdom that’s beyond her age, she doesn’t like seeing people bullying others and isn’t afraid to put her foot down to speak her mind if something is up. While kindness is sorta her strong suit I wanted to go beyond “nice girl” and just showcase other sides of her too, hence why main verse is typically set during the events of SS because here we see her growth into the girl we see at the end of the game where she’s melancholic of her past but is looking forward to seeing what the future holds and wants to build a brighter tomorrow with Link by her side along with friends and loved ones. I’m not at all confident in playing as her, despite playing as Zelda since 2017 haha!! So I can’t really say that I’m super strict in following canon considering that’s how I view the character through the actions and dialogue throughout the game, perhaps the creators had something different in mind than how I see Sky Zelda.   

SELL YOUR MUSE! Aka try to list everything, which makes your muse interesting in your opinion to make them spicy for your mutuals.  

DO YOU LIKE WHOLESOME GIRLS?! Wait no, hold on, that’s a little too vague, so let’s try that again. Do you like wholesome genki girls who were once a god who fought in a war in their past life? How about pastel girls who may seem sweet but are deep down bullies towards loved ones? Are you at a point in your life where you find yourself wondering: where on earth can I find someone who’s ray of sunshine can brighten up my day. Will do I have good news for you buddy! Introducing your very own friend: Zelda from hit series Legend of Zelda: Skyward Sword. This Zelda is more extreme than the others due to the fact that she’s not a princess, that’s right no princess titles clogging up that beautiful name. Just a knight who somehow finds out she’s actually a goddess reborn as human, no biggie! 

Now the OPPOSITE, list everything why your muse could not be so interesting (even if you may not agree, what does the fandom perhaps think?)

SHOUJO PROTAG WHO’S TOO FREAKING CUTE!! So.... if that’s not your cup of tea ;v; but nah I can see people not liking Zelda because not everyone like the nice girl who’s your childhood friend characrter, I totally get it but if you dig a little deeper you see that there’s more to it than that.

What inspired you to rp your muse?  

My close friend was FINALLY getting into the LOZ series back when BOTW was first coming out, her playthrough of SS made me remember how much I loved each characters and honestly Zelda’s design in that game was always my fav right next to Tetra and ALTTP/ALBW! At the time I mostly played more introverted muses or straight up villains and I wanted to try my hand at playing more wholesome characters like Sky Zel and ALTTP Zel ;v; now look at me, the CEO of wholesome cute girls ;v; 

What keeps your inspiration going?  

Motivation and time at this point, I’m not the young starry-eyed rper who used to have playlists and replay things to keep up with canon. I just pray to god I’m doing ok, let jesus take the wheel and just sorta do my own thing. I think having fun threads or a friendship with partners or just good vibes from them def helps a whole lot. 

Some more personal questions for the mun.

Give your mutuals some insight about the way you are in some matters, which could lead them to get more comfortable with you or perhaps not.

Do you think you give your character justice?  YES / NO.

Do you frequently write headcanons?  YES / NO. SORTA KINDA NOT AS MUCH AS I DO WITH ALTTP ZEL BECAUSE I’M ALWAYS NERVOUS THAT I MIGHT LIKE BREAK THE CANON OR ZEL’S CHARACTER!! 

Do you sometimes write drabbles?  YES / NO.  

Do you think a lot about your Muse during the day?  YES / NO.

Are you confident in your portrayal?   YES / NO.

Are you confident in your writing?  YES / NO / Most of the time!

Are you a sensitive person?  YES / NO. I mean, that’s a trick question because I can be sensitive in picking up tones and reading between the lines but like if you mean if someone says something mean than no not anymore at least, I’m too old to care about what people say about me or think about me. 

Do you accept criticism well about your portrayal?  

YE! I do! I mean we’re all improving and junk so I see no issues with criticisms uvub I always worry about whether or not you can hear different voices within the characters I rp as among writing issues I have that comes with learning disability and ADD, I try my hardest but I know at the end of the day there will always be grammar mistakes and even spelling! 

Do you like questions, which help you explore your character?

YES YES YES!! OMG YES!! I TAKE WHATEVER QUESTIONS YOU MAY HAVE AND JUST... WORD VOMIT BACK SEVEN PAGE ESSAY SOMETIMES ;V; 

If someone disagrees to a headcanon of yours, do you want to know why?

Eh, well yeah it’d be nice honestly to hear feedbacks and thoughts. Just saying ‘I don’t like this or I don’t agree with this’ doesn’t really help anyone who wants to improve but I’m not gonna like press them for it either because again I’m at the stage in my life where I’m just like ‘it is what it is’. 

If someone disagrees with your portrayal, how would you take it?

Shrug emoji, and then move on! Again it’d be nice if they can tell me though but I won’t press them for it if they don’t feel like it. We’re allowed to have our opinions after all yo!

If someone really hates your character, how do you take it?

It is illegal to hate sky zel or any Zel really... NAH JK I DON’T REALLY CARE I’ve liked characters who aren’t popular among the fandom, I’m more or less used to seeing character bashing for faves so like it doesn’t really affect me at all I’m just like “lol” and move on. 

Are you okay with people pointing out your grammatical errors?

YES! Though keep in mind, despite me using Grey instead of Gray, I use US English ;v; so keep that in mind when spotting out certain words other parts of the world may spell differently because us US Americans just..... gotta be extra like that. 

Do you think you are easy going as a mun?  

I TRY!!! IDK IF I COME ACROSS AS THAT but I’m very much someone who goes with the flow anyway, I’ve been told that much IRL and I’m just hweoh not really someone who’s a stick in the mud or has a stick up their ass, you know? I’m pretty laid back and not much bothers me, I can get petty if I have to come across rude people that’s the one thing that kills it for me but aside from that, I just wanna try to get along with people. We don’t have to be friends if you’re not feeling the vibes but friendly terms is good enough for me!

That’s about it, congrats for filling out!

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time capsule

I hope i still use this site at my age the year this is posted will be my birthday in 2020 9-18-2020 it is now june in 2013 i hope i am happy with the profession im going after in college dear me if you are still on this site i want you to remember:

your weeabo days, ben ten, pokemon, watson, deacon, reagan, cici, madison, even robert, autumn, faith, miss janet, miss janice, miss lesilie, miss Evelyn (rip), hetalia, bleach, deadman wonderland, that one i cant think of with the guy that couldnt die, all the animes you COULDNT get into, role-playing, HOMESTUCK, MCR, ANDREW HUSSIE, super natural, doctor who, sherlock, TENTABULGES, your "frisky" days wonk (IF YOU HAVENT HAD SEX IM MAD AT YOU), your kinks (IF YOU HAVENT DONE PETPLAY IM INCREDIBLY MAD AT YOU), YOU BETTER FUCKING DOMINATE YOURSELF IN BED SOMETIMES I SWEAR TO GOD, ORAL YOU HAVE HAD TO DO ORAL ONCE ANGELING I SWEAR TO GOD, ps congrats if you ever told madison how you felt and acted like a true moirail to her FOR FUCKING ONCE, if you told her about your lil crush that  one time, remember twerking, lil nuggers, niggles, doots, nocku monji, every single thing you laughed at, take a look at the older side of your blog trust me the semi regret will be worth it, remember your roleplaying buddies, conner, ethan, sadie, kriss, zany,and everyone else on that chat thats already starting to be forgot about, miyemonster, neeples, rin, shadow, anyone else from any rp groups, remember all the books you'd spend hours reading? artemis fowl, redwall, percy jackson, the kane chronicles, the gaurdians of ga'hoole, remember every aspect (lil homestuck pun) of your life and childhood let it flow back to you its ok if youre crying i am too hey if you can use stuff like trollian in the future message me lets not pull a karkat lets talk lets cry together hell lets share porn. remember everything madison liked? spook, one, johny, adori and skully? remember her smile, you might not see it much anymore, she might not even be there. dont bottle up your feeling please do me that! remember everything you aspired to be your fascination with filming and animation, your love of singing (broadway karkat) science astronomy. how scared you were to go to high school how you didnt get an etsy. im scared at the moment of going to highschool. but if youre reading this everything mustve went pretty smooth. remember every movie every book every show every comic every fandom evey chat (msparp.com/chat/shhNoWordsNow, msparp.com/chat/fuckifireallyknow please revisit them) every youtube channel (pewdie, cry, roosterteeth, damn even yamimashe revisit them too) every laugh every tear shed reflect on your life let your memories come back to you remember every trip you took up and down the same road remember every song you listened to, every fanfiction that ripped your heart in two (loophole and UFUT uwanted free ulgy troll please reread them) 

YOU'RE HERE AND YOU'RE OKAY AND THAT'S WHAT MATTERS MOST

love yourself

[thiefsoldier]

THE POSITIVE & NEGATIVE

Mun & Muse - Meme.

fill out & repost ♥

My muse is:

canon / oc / au / canon-divergent / fandomless

Is your character popular in the fandom?  YES / NO / N/A

Is your character considered hot™ in the fandom?  YES / NO / i guess? he’s a thin prettyboy anyway

Is your character considered strong in the fandom?  YES / NO

Are they underrated?  YES / NO / N/A

Were they relevant to the main story?  YES / NO

Were they relevant to the main character?  YES / NO / THEY’RE THE PROTAG. / In theory, if they meet during the events of the game

Are they widely known in their world?  YES / NO.

How’s their reputation?  GOOD / BAD / NEUTRAL.

How strictly do you follow canon?

While I believe it’s entirely possible for OCs to be canon compliant, I do make Lanh a different kind of SOLDIER than the ones most others do. This is partly due to Lanh being a transplanted OC; he was originally from Avatar: the Last Airbender before I revamped him (and his two best friends) for Final Fantasy VII. The other reason is because it’s only logical that not everyone would react to the SOLDIER treatments in the same way.

SELL YOUR MUSE! Aka try to list everything, which makes your muse interesting in your opinion to make them spicy for your mutual.

Lanh is a former pickpocket who grew up homeless in Midgar before being picked up for SOLDIER 

He was literally picked up for SOLDIER; one of the Project Boys* caught him pickpocketing and went “hey that could be useful.” * My heacanon is that it was Angeal but that part’s flexible.

Lanh stands out in SOLDIER because while he’s nowhere near as tanky as most others, his speed and reflexes are well into the First Class category, making him something of an outlier.

He’s ethnically Wutaian but was born in Midgar and has never left.

He’s a skilled mimic, specialising in Behemoths and Guard Hounds.

Now the OPPOSITE, list everything why your muse could not be so interesting (even if you may not agree, what does the fandom perhaps think?).  

While Lanh’s not necessarily ride or die for Shinra, he remains loyal to the company because-- what else is he going to do? 

He’s really not interested in fighting -- if he has to actually fight, he prefers ambush attacks where he can be in, out, and gone before anyone figures out what happened. He’s best utilized as a sighthound, sent to flush out or chase down prey.

Most of his interests include making it to the next day; one of his biggest fears is dying.

What inspired you to rp your muse?

Originally?  Well, waaaaay back when, in 2009, I needed some background OCs the same age as the Gaang, to provide more points of view into what kind of people go into the Dai Li. Lanh and his buddies developed from there. come about.... nnnn.... 2013, I feel back into FF fandom. It was pretty easy to alter Lanh’s backstory for FF7 while still keeping true to his original background. Swap Ba Sing Se for Midgar and Dai Li for SOLDIER. Perhaps a Turk would’ve worked better but I liked him in SOLDIER.

What keeps your inspiration going?

Man, who even knows? lol. Some days are better than others.

Some more personal questions for the mun.

Give your mutuals some insight about the way you are in some matters, which could lead them to get more comfortable with you or perhaps not.

Do you think you give your character justice?  YES / NO. 

Do you frequently write headcanons?  YES / NO.

Do you sometimes write drabbles?  YES / NO.  

Do you think a lot about your Muse during the day? YES / NO.

Are you confident in your portrayal?   YES / NO 

Are you confident in your writing?  YES / NO 

Are you a sensitive person?  YES / NO.

Do you accept criticism well about your portrayal?

To a degree? Like, come at me about his background/stuff i get wrng about SOLDIER, but don’t tell me his personality is wrong. You don’t know him, I do. I made him.

Do you like questions which help you explore your character?

YES

If someone disagrees to a headcanon of yours, do you want to know why?

Given that Lanh is my OC, damn straight I do.

If someone disagrees with your portrayal, how would you take it?

The only one with any right to disagree is my friend Bex, who has written him in AtLA just like I’ve written their OCs. They were crucial to Lanh’s initial development and in fact helped me name him. Nobody else is allowed.

If someone really hates your character, how do you take it?

¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Are you okay with people pointing out your grammatical errors?

If you find ‘em, please do!

Do you think you are easy going as a mun?

I hope that I am, anyway....

That’s about it, congrats for filling out!

Tagged by: @stingslikeabee to spread the OC love! Tagging: i mean if we’re doing OCs then technically speaking @ancientblxde and @lovelessblade count. ✌️🏽 love you guys~

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hello all, i’m very late bc this weekend was moving weekend for me and my family ( we have a new house it’s big and new and cool!! ) so im only just now getting around to Really doing rp things for the week, but hello!! i’m kate and this is actually my second time through with this muse -- he joined when the rp opened as taemin, but both of my muses got cleared when i got busy and forgot to go on hiatus whoops. but now he’s back and revamped and i have even more muse than before!!

i’m available on twitter ( @nyayoungs ) and discord ( kate the great#9438 ) for plotting, or we can also do things through ims! i’m fairly slow on any platform, but i’m good with whatever’s most comfortable for you! under the cut i’ll put some info about jaewon/astrus, but if you don’t want to read that you can like this if you want me to come to your inbox for plotting, or comment with a heart if you’d like me to send you a meme! i’m also still accepting memes from anyone who wants to send them, as well. 

his name is kim jaewon, and he uses that in most casual settings, though he uses astrus in just about any gang situation. most people in phoenix know his real name, but if you’re in another gang and met him through his work with phoenix, you’ll only know him as astrus!

and vice versa is also true -- if you met him in a civilian setting and he introduced himself as jaewon, he’ll try his best to keep you from knowing that he’s also astrus, as he likes to take advantage of both astrus’s infamy and jaewon’s anonymity

that said, only a handful of people ( outside phoenix, where most of his close friends probably are ) probably know him as both! 

he’s a racketeer and extortionist for phoenix, and he’s Very Good at his job. he knows how to use his looks and charm to get what he wants, and if that doesn’t work he also has a scary side and a bit of a knack for some casual torture if he needs it

i still haven’t figured out his entire background?? this is how secretive this muse is even i don’t know his full backstory but once i know it i’ll make a bio page and link it on dash and on his blog!! for now, here’s his profile!

he’s an animal lover, but he claims not to have time for one, despite spending a lot of his free time at home building explosives

oh yeah, he’s a bomb designer as a hobby, and he does commissions for everyone except hydrus and the mpd, both of whom he hates. if you need a bomb and have the money to pay, he’s the guy. he doesn’t like people ( and therefore potential enemies ) knowing that astrus, well-known racketeer and extortionist, is also skilled with explosives, so he runs this as jaewon. unless you’re a phoenix member or a friend of his, you’ll interact with jaewon, and will only know him as an unaffiliated weapons/explosives designer!

here’s a few potential plots!! 

childhood friends! i’m not gonna cap this or be too picky about it -- he grew up in bimil village and was probably one of those boys who would sprinkle salt on slugs and hold a magnifying glass over ants to watch them burn, but he learned from a young age how to use his charm, so he probably had quite a few friends! he also traveled with his dad into the city a lot, so he could know kids from there too!

when he’s not busy ( which tbh is quite often ) he’ll visit quiet, calm places like bookshops, libraries, the cat cafe, etc. and just chill out there for a while. maybe your muse also frequents those places?? who knows tbh let’s plot it out!!

tho he also does enjoy his nights out so clubbing/party buddies? random person he meets at a party or club and starts flirting with? anything is possible!!

phoenix members!! please phoenix members i’m begging you he’d die for u guys give me some mutually protective gang members!! or give me a phoenix member who for whatever reason wants nothing to do with him!! any phoenix plot is great pls!!

neighbors!! you probably have no idea what your neighbor jaewon actually does for a living, but smoke alarms from his apartment are a regular occurrence. upon being asked, he insists he’s just an electrical engineer and says his workshop isn’t safe for others cause of open wiring, but other than his odd job he’s a fairly good neighbor! 100% will always pet-sit or plant-sit if you need him to, and will loan baking or cooking ingredients if you promise to share whatever you’re making with him

rival gang members! particularly hydrus because he has a vendetta/grudge against hydrus because they killed his family. also, he doesn’t like the mpd either because he thinks they did a botched job investigating his family’s murders, or were bribed into letting the people who did it get away. any dynamic with either of those would be interesting! lynx and corvus he’s both fine with, and he thinks columba is weird with their whole vigilante thing, but doesn’t really have an issue with them

exes!! one night stands!! fwbs!! random flings!! seriously this guy gets around and is pan as hell chances are if you’ve interacted he’s probably thought about banging you and probably tried to flirt too so all of those plots are welcome

if u made it to the end congrats i guess?? idk why i write a ton every time i do anything but thanks for reading this and let me know if anything sounds good to you!!

[fyrapartnersearch]

Hello! It's been a long time but I return! Me:  The name’s Micchi, but feel free to call me whatever you wish. I’m in search of some casual roleplay buddies who might be up for some light-hearted, or really heavy roleplays. Basic info for me is I’m 20, and I’m a female more or less searching out other partners, preferably female, but gender really doesn’t matter in the end. I can’t say how much experience I have in RP, as my time RPing has been very patchy. I would average and say I probably have 1-2 years of experience, but I'm still learning and adapting. I'm currently enrolled in college in a full-time baking course, so I'm out most of the day during the week. I try to squeeze out replies despite this, as roleplaying is a great de-stresser for me. I try to average at the least one reply per day, but I can’t always do so since I’ve been fairly busy these days. At the least, I will respond on the weekends at least once a day if I can't get responses out during the week. If I haven’t replied in a week, please shoot me a message to remind me to reply, as I likely have read your message, but forgotten to reply! I will make sure to tell you if I know that I won't be able to reply for a week or more, so please be willing to do the same for me!

Style:  I RP in third person, paragraph style. I prefer to RP semi-lit, though I do this more or less as a stress reliever and a hobby, so I’m not too strict on my style or length or anything. I typically average a paragraph in response, and can push myself to write 2-3 if necessary, but even one-liners are no issue to me. My length varies depending on my partner, but I cannot spiel off more than 4 paragraphs per response. I like to plot up ideas together and though I’ve never gotten the chance, world-building does sound cool! I like to use faceclaims for my character, either a real person or an anime drawing, depending on my character (My older ones would likely have an anime drawing as a faceclaim while newer characters would have a real person). I also love to send pictures for references on my characters, and their clothing. It’s much easier for me to imagine their looks and clothing that way. ^.^ And lastly, since it’s been a while since I’ve RPed, I may be lacking in terms of detail and length, but with time and practice, I will improve! The same goes for my characters. They may start out very plain/shy or unrealistic-sounding, but over time, I will flesh them out and make them more and more realistic! So please bear with me. c: Rules:  So, starting rule is that I ask for my partners to be 18+, for comfort reasons and because I quite like smut. I prefer to be close in age to my partners, as I feel a better connection, and I’m more comfortable with it.  Second rule is that I ask you not to take control of my character without asking me first. I’ve had it happen before, and frankly it’s very annoying, and I’m sure you can understand why.  Last, a general rule. Respect. It’s a mutual rule, of course. I’ll respect you as long as you respect me.  Preferences:  So, I like to talk with my partners OOC, but this isn’t necessary if you wouldn’t like to do so. I’m an awkward and shy person, so I totally understand if you wish to keep talking strictly to plotting and talk about our characters/setting.  For pairings, I highly prefer M// and F//, but I will do some M/F, though only if doubling. I would love to try some F//, as I’ve never actually RPed F// before, at least not without being ghosted, so I’d love to get the experience with it. I prefer to play a bottom, but I will switch and I might top. I like to play a range of characters, but most are bottoms or switches. I prefer highly to switch if you dislike playing a specific role, to keep variety in the mix. I prefer to do OC RPs, but I do have a few fandoms that I will play canon characters in. Most fandoms are for the universe.  I usually play only one character at a time, but I can double. I like to do two different pairings when doubling (Like M// and F//). Kinks & Limits:  I’ll start with my main limits, since it’s mostly the normal stuff.  - Mommy/Daddy kink - Mpreg - Abusive relationships (Both physical and emotional) - Furries/Bestiality (Doesn’t include shapeshifters/hybrids) - Pedophilia/Age play (Or in general underage characters) - Incest - Non-con (Unless it’s in a character’s history, then that’s fine) - Feet stuff - Anything unhygienic As for my kinks, I’m still exploring so I’m open to almost anything not on the limit list, but here’s a few of my favourite ones so far:  - Cross dressing (Especially for my bottom males) - Rough sex - Lingerie (I love having my characters dress up in lingerie) - Hickeys/biting -Choking Fandoms:  So, I have just a few fandoms, but here they are. (The more *s next to the name, the higher my craving for it) - Overwatch ** (I prefer to play OCs since I’m not too well versed with the characters just yet, or we can just use the universe) - Toukiden Kiwami (I’d be pretty happy using the universe)  - BTS**** (I love these boys please RP them with me. No OCxCanon with this fandom) Genres:  - Romance (I love to have romance in any RP if possible) - Fantasy/Supernatural (My ultimate favourite. I like modern fantasy) - Slice of life (The one I’m best versed in) I am willing to try really any genre except historic ones because I know I can’t do justice to any timeline earlier than the 2000’s. 

Plots/Pairings:  These are some plots/pairings that I like or want to try. I’m open to any suggestions. (The more *s there are, the more interested I am in it. Bolded role is the role I would prefer) - Youtuber x Youtuber** (OCs only, but maybe two newer YouTubers collaborate and end up closely knit, and start dating) - Detective x Criminal/Thief* - Pirate x Pirate - Pirate x Commoner/Royalty (The commoner/royalty being a captive, though this wouldn’t be a Stockholm syndrome thing, but with a surprisingly merciful pirate who is kind to the captive) - Idol/Celebrity x Idol/Celebrity*** (This could go for BTS, or for OCs. I just like the idea of two celebrities who can’t be together often falling for one another and sneaking off to meet one another when they’re able to. Would probably be related to K-pop/J-pop/J-rock) - Idol/Celebrity x Commoner**** (Someone who happened to run into the idol/celebrity and hadn’t a clue who they were or was a fan and the idol grew attracted to them because they treated them no different than a normal human after learning who they were. I’m currently doing one of these, and I love it. This more or less ties to J-Pop/J-rock or K-pop, but any kind of idol/celebrity can be used) - Vampire x Werewolf* - Vampire x Human - Werewolf x Human (I’m a sucker for the human helping an injured werewolf plot) - Werewolf x Werewolf (Maybe a rogue being taken in by a pack alpha sort of scenario and slowly adapting them to life with a pack again) - Vampire x Vampire* (I like any plot, but I’m weak for an old, powerful vampire taking in a fledgling/newly turned vampire and teaching them how to adjust to their new life) - Demon x Angel - Demon x Human* (A human summons a demon, for any reason, and somehow the demon gets stuck with the human. Maybe the human accidentally summons the demon, and cannot send it back, so now the demon begrudgingly has to deal with this human until they find a way to get him home and they form a bond) - Human x Hybrid*** (Usually tied in with heats/ruts/ABO dynamics) - Hybrid x Hybrid* - Merman x Human** (Based off of Orenchi no Furo Jijo, a mermaid/merman is beached and dying, and a human takes them home and houses them in their tub. Possibly takes them back to the sea later on and makes routine visits to see them) - Good Boy/Girl x Bad Boy/Girl* (Something where the bad girl/boy has a soft spot for the good boy/girl and treats them completely opposite of their image. Maybe they’re childhood friends, and have been separated for years due to one moving away and have been reunited in college) - Supernatural creature x Human* (It could be any supernatural creature) - Supernatural creature x Supernatural Creature* AUs:  So, I’m really weak for the hybrid AU, supernatural AU and soulmate AUs. I would be willing to incorporate any into an RP. Contact Information:  Congrats if you made it this far, and I’m sorry for rambling. This post ended up wayyyy longer than I meant for it to be. But, if you want to RP, here’s where to contact me! I am most active on LINE and Discord. Discord: Imacow46#9993 LINE: imacow46

[maze-of-minos-archive]

“So we can keep going, even though we always seem to be hurting everyone we meet.”

400 followers. Holy heck. When I first started, didn’t think my Adam would get anywhere. I’m glad y’all proved me wrong. Here’s some very cool people:

@infinitemcses: Honestly? Practically the first person I met in this fandom, my first friend I’ve made in this fandom. She’s my mom friend, as well as very valued RP partner. Her Rose and Xiao Long family is something to behold. Thank you for everything, Dani, you know I got your back.

@quothxbranwen: This tired woman is a very understanding and practical lady, and holds one of the best, if not THE best Raven on this sight. She’s called the Spring Maiden status since day one, so, eat your heart out, fandom. As a fellow broody samurai, I’m glad to know her.

@disowned-renegade/@the-scientists-grimm: Shawn is a good man, a bit of nerdy duck, but good nevertheless. His insight of sci-fi intrigues my score of 8 Intelligence, and brings a light to Atlas I would of never seen. Plus, a fellow shipper of Frostbite, only a few of us left. : D

@huntsman-ash: My man, you managed to build lore and other bundles of information just from several sentences from the World of Remnant. That takes grit and guts, you have my respect. And it always warms my heart when you state my Adam is canon in your eyes, thank you.

@fantail-faunes: Lily is a good bean, but she’s more than that: Everyday, she checks up on me, whether it’s sharing ideas or just wanting to talk. I appreciate it, Lily, I really do. She’s also a very talented artist, you can catch her works on @blues-doodles. She does RWBY, RvB, and D&D; take a gander!

@team-cblt/@jackdaw-branwen: So this boyo has been here longer than me, and everyday, tries to better himself, as well as his characters. That takes sheer dedication. He’s also a very bullheaded paladin in the campaign I host, but his stubbornness is very appreciated in the party.

@teamlarl/@shereheartattack: Literally the third friend I made in this fandom, holy hell, I remember the day I found his team blog, and being shaken by the professionalism and creativity he holds. He’s a cunning one, and a bit of a cynic, but you’ll learn to love him.

@sometimesshattered/@shewhoisshadow: Hands down: Best Blake on this damn site. Sassy, realistic, and bold; she shares a lot of qualities as her muse. Also, a Latin mother, don’t mess with her. I’m serious. Can personally confirm Latin mothers are deadly as Kali.

@the115project: We’ve had quite the wild ride, my friend. From movie nights to GURPS session, your knowledge on war and combat intrigues me. I know life can be stressful for you at times, but just know, your fandomless OC is pretty damn awesome to me.

@remnantsfinest: My first gaming buddy on this site. We’ve survived hoards of Nazi Zombies, try hard players, and Jason Voorhees. I know life’s been down hard on you lately, but don’t worry, my brother, we’ve got your back on this. Also, congrats, your Neptune is the only student my Adam doesn’t hate. xD

Here’s some equally just as great people, but I can’t type anymore due to my fingers getting tired. Yeah I know, excuses, excuses. : P

@cpring/ @cxrdinxl/ @drunkenscythewieldingaunt/ @asktherwbymen/ @bloodofbranwen/ @etainhomme/ @kingpiece-ozpin/ @lackcourage/ @rougetxurexu/ @sxlemwitch/ @timetells-and-turntables/ @whitemustachioedfather/ @yangthetinydragon/

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THE POSITIVE & NEGATIVE; Mun & Muse - Meme.

fill out & repost ♥

My muse is:   canon / oc / au / canon-divergent / fandomless 

Is your character popular in the fandom?  YES / NO.

Is your character considered hot™ in the fandom?  YES / NO / IDK. 

Is your character considered strong in the fandom?  YES / NO / IDK.

Are they underrated?  YES / NO.

Were they relevant to the main story?  YES / NO.

Were they relevant to the main character?  YES / NO / THEY’RE THE PROTAG.

Are they widely known in their world?  YES / NO.

How’s their reputation?  GOOD / BAD / NEUTRAL.

How strictly do you follow canon?

I like to explore where Tredd went from wanting to fight for the crown to ultimately siding with the Niffs, but since he’s a tertiary character at best I’ve got a loooot of wiggle-room.

Of course, we get to the point where he dies in canon and just yeet that out the window because it does not spark joy. So I follow canon to the point where he dies.

SELL YOUR MUSE! Aka try to list everything, which makes your muse interesting in your opinion to make them spicy for your mutual.

Listen. This man is a ginger jackass who specialises in finding the shiny red buttons that piss you off, and poking them if he’s angry/bored/making a point. Canon sources say he’s a mercenary but there’s like... literally nothing that even indicates he is so -fwip- out the window it goes. 

He’s also one of two canon redheads, the other being Ardyn, and that will never not be amusing to me, you know?

Now the OPPOSITE, list everything why your muse could not be so interesting (even if you may not agree, what does the fandom perhaps think?).  

I mean. He’s a ginger jackass, and he’s one of the traitors in the Kingsglaive. His personality in the film is “doesn’t like nyx”. His most interesting visual features are his red hair and the distinctive scar on his cheek.

What inspired you to rp your muse?  

I was already RPing one of his buddies, Sonitus, and then started handling Tredd in private RPs as well, so one day on my way into work I said “fuck it” and I made him a blog.

What keeps your inspiration going?  

My inspiration fluctuates, honestly. Some days I have a really strong muse for him, other days he’s just. Drifting in the back of my mind. Lately I’ve been doing a lot in FFVII fandom, thus the recent hiatus.

Some more personal questions for the mun.

Give your mutuals some insight about the way you are in some matters, which could lead them to get more comfortable with you or perhaps not.

Do you think you give your character justice?  YES / NO. / I do my best!

Do you frequently write headcanons?  YES / NO.

Do you sometimes write drabbles?  YES / NO.  

Do you think a lot about your Muse during the day? YES / NO.

Are you confident in your portrayal?   YES / NO.

Are you confident in your writing?  YES / NO.

Are you a sensitive person?  YES / NO.

Do you accept criticism well about your portrayal?

I couldn’t tell you tbh! I don’t seem to get any criticism on my portrayal of him, which.... I mean, I kinda want to know if I’m doing too poorly with him? Especially the post-canon stuff, when he’s trying to... not even redeem himself, just survive and help other survive in the 10 long years of darkness.

Do you like questions, which help you explore your character?  

I love them, tbh! I love figuring out what makes this asshole tick, how to flesh him out but still keep him everyone’s favourite ginger jackass.

If someone disagrees to a headcanon of yours, do you want to know why?  

Nope! They’re free to have their own headcanons, even if I go ????? at the concept of, say, gym rat Tredd.

If someone disagrees with your portrayal, how would you take it?

I’d take it just fine.�� Like I said, his personality in the film is “doesn’t like Nyx”. He’s tertiary at best, nearly a blank slate. One of my favourite writers tends to portray him as a Fuckup Doing His Best, and I love that take on him! It’s just not my take, and that’s fine.

If someone really hates your character, how do you take it?  

He’s a villain and a traitor responsible, both directly and indirectly, for countless deaths. If people don’t hate him I’ll be surprised.

Are you okay with people pointing out your grammatical errors?  

Okay, y’all need to understand something here. I’ve been reading so much for so long that I have absorbed how the rules of grammar work. I do not know what they are, just that something is right or wrong. My peers have never been able to find my mistakes; I have to go to a teacher for that. So please, please, if you find a mistake, feel free to point it out! I can’t fix what I don’t know about.

Do you think you are easy going as a mun?

I do my best!

That’s about it, congrats for filling out!

Tagged by: @gyahahahaha​ (not who you expected but I’m doing one for an FFVII character too!) Tagging: Steal it if you wanna do it!

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The New Rules and Tags

Greetings! If you’ve stumbled upon this page then. Congrats! You’ve successfully taken the first step on being a buddy, pal! By clicking on the Rules and tag page, that means you the reader are prepared to read the rules and standards on this blog.                                                                              Monroe-Mun

Major Rules

I’ll be quick. This is an Roleplay Blog oriented for more mature roleplayers. While I encourage all ages to participate, I strongly advise underaged users to please do not be alarmed, you are still allowed on the blog, but please, I dont want you to do anything 18+  Or anything that would make you feel uncomfortable.

If there is a problem with my conduct, or something that I am doing like a forgotten tag or anything. DO NOT HESITATE TO TALK TO ME IN DM, OR BY ASK. 

I expect some effort on replies rather than just 1 or 2 liners if I made a reply in a paragraph or more. I will also try to reflect my post length to yours for long replies but I won’t be able to do novel -length posts.

No powerplaying nor godmodding.

If death is involved or if something that involves control over my muse, PLEASE LET ME KNOW FIRST.

If you are not of age to partake in any mature material on the blog, then I will block you and tell you why I blocked you.

Do NOT share any Anti-LGBT+ or Rasist post or remarks on this blog. I will hunt you down and block/report you.

Feel free to talk to me about anything. Characters, the blog, or if you want to be friends. I dont mind.

This blog will RP with NSFW Blogs that do use open starters. Yes I know they use particular words to identify characters in the open rp titles. I cannot edit those no matter how much I want to. Which is why have tags or will use the usual tags that people use.

This also goes for when I am unable to cut posts at any moment.

Please, do give me time, and please also remind me to reply to rp whenever you can. 

And now to make SURE people have read the rules. They must like this post 

DO NOT imply that because I roleplay from smut/fetish blogs that I only focus on smut and/or just wanted to sexualize muses. NSFW RPing to me is the same as SFW RPing, its a hobby, a way to have fun and to stretch my mind. Yes there are some subjects that come out of these blogs that are very dubious, or questionable, but please, if you truly would like to get to know the person behind the blog.   TRY to get the person behind the blog.

Important  Rules

 If you have a complaint, please take it with me in instant message.  I would most likely would like to resolve my issues with words than silence and again talking to others before talking to me.

Starting Drama is a huge offence and I do not like that. I made this third blog to get away from drama and start fresh from before.

Please dont ask me to draw, Im not a very good artist. 

Tags

These are my tags. Please remember them. I will use them more than “nsfw” or “ooc” or most common ones. Mostly because of the porn blog epidemic. Cry to me cry to your friends if I dont. I’ll direct you to my rules if you ask me by anon.

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Burning Bridges

((Canon RP with @juliet0129​/ @juliets-oc-isle​ , @mamajebbun​/ @peripendulum​))

"Where the hell is everyone..." Ale couldn't help muttering to himself in confusion as he rubbed the back of his neck. After the dinner rush finished out, the bar had become oddly... empty. A certain hour had hit, and every last customer had filed out the door without a single ons returning. It wouldn't have normally bothered him, had he not been attempting to do his job right this time. He'd even promised not to touch a single bottle for himself -- and that was more than even Applin could guarantee most nights! Though, now he might be tempted. It certainly didn't help this strange lethargy that had hit him today. Maybe it was that depression over his breakup hitting him again. "No... Stop it. You ain't broken up, you just gotta give 'er space then work 'ta make it right," he told the empty room, then turned to wipe down the clean counter yet again. 

Max walked towards the bar, one hand shoved into his pocket while the other held onto his pipe. He sighed, exhausted from having felt with the normal day work he chose to do recently; building sheds. The work wasn’t hard, far from it. What made it difficult was the overbearing heat of the summer sun. He had to wake up early and work during the cool hours, which were mostly dark hours, and then try and rest when the sun reached the center of the sky. He yawned, having not gotten used to his recently new sleep schedule. He had planned on finishing up the job that night though, after he helped Applin with what ever he needed him for. He pushed open the door, walking into an empty bar. He blinked in confusion then shrugged. Maybe he needed to fix something big? He walked over to the bar where he found Ale. “Ey, where’s yer brother?” He asked.

"'M not sure," he said, dropping his cleaning rag onto the counter. "I haven't seen 'im all day. I figured maybe he'd get here later? Whatever it is, it must've scared away all 'a the customers tonight. It's been empty all evening. Ah, here, siddown. I'll get ya whatever ya want, on the house." Ale waved towards the barstools, then turned towards the shelves. "I've got no clue what he needed help with, either. Everything around here's just fine. Ain't nothin' with the building that I can see. I checked after I tried 'ta go by Swirl's place earlier."

Suddenly the door opened as Peri let himself in. He wasn't as overly dramatic as he usually let himself be. That changed though when he saw Ale and Max. "Well working life suits you Sir." Peri smirked at him.  "How amusing. You still don't look like a owner of a bar. That goes to your brother. Applin is a delight to talk to." Peri then turned to face Max. There was a scowl as his eyes lit up. So this was the man who hurt Quil. Not quite what he imagined but it didn't matter. "Where is your brother?" Peri turned to Ale. "Is he ready to get his life back?"

"Great. It's the brass bastard," Ale muttered under his breath, turning away from the alcohol. "What do you want, freak. My brother ain't here. Haven't seen him all day. You got a problem, you gotta take it up with me."

"I'm guessing he didn't tell you." Peri muttered softly.  "Oh well. I thought he would join us but its understandable if he is busy." "You and I need to have a little chat."Peri turned to Max and sneered at him. "And since you both don't understand.  Applin asked this... Max here so we can speak. Its the deal we made. I get a meeting and Applin gets his debt paid."

Max raised a brow at brass man, surprised by what the guy was saying then realization hit him. “You’re a collector,” He said, a scowl on his face. He turned to Ale, completely ignoring Peri’s presence. “ At least we know why Applin ain’t here, all collectors are asses, after his run-in with Joel last night, I don’t blame him for going dark tonight. He don’t deserve it. Anyway, got any Whiskey Ale? Might need it to keep myself in check.”

"... Yeah. I got ya," he said, shooting the visitor a sideways glance. His eyes were dark, though contrasted by a forced, overly done smile. "Well, then, come on in, buddy," he said, waving to the empty room. "Take a seat. We're all ears." Then, he turned on his heel and went back to the shelf.

“Make it quick though, cause I gotta go and finish up a job.” Max grumbled our in annoyance to the brass collector. It was obvious that he didn’t really care about the collector wanting to talk to him, or the fact that he was a demon. In fact, he seemed pretty at ease about it all.

"I'm here to talk about Quil." Peri decided to sit down away from them. Expecting the chance of them maybe two teaming him. He put his umbrella on the table though as a sign  of peace. "She been under my care. I didn't have the heart to give her soul over. I want to know why you hurt her."

Ale just returned silently with the bottle and glass, setting both within reach of his friend. If this was the topic, he figured Max was going to need every bit of it, though he was definitely going to keep an eye on the wax man.

The mere mention of her name hit him hard, making him clench his fist and bite his lip. He didn’t waste a second once Ale set the bottle and glass in front of him, he grabbed the bottle and poured the alcohol into the glass, nearly to the rim. “So yer the one she went a runnin’ to with her poor me sob story.”He said sourly. He lifted up the glass and took a swig of the alcohol. “At first, I thought she’d go running to Joel. That’s really why I thought he showed up last night.” He glanced at Ale, tilting his glass to him with a smirk before he turned and looked at Peri. “So, she’s in your care now, eh?” He asked spitefully. “And you want to know why I hurt her?” He turned to him and looked at him skeptically. “What are you, some rebound lover she sicked on me?”

"Oh dear, did we hit a nerve?" Peri asked, how spiteful this person was. He hadn't seen it in someone for a long time. He really wished he didn't have to keep his cool around this idiot. "She spoke about you a lot. So much so it used to annoy me how gullible Quil was. If you truly cared about her you wouldn't of let her sell her soul... Especially when you had no soul to give in return." "Congrats by the way. Making her fall in love with you. That must of felt great toying with a girls emotions for your own gain." Peri looked at his claws with interest and then played with one of his nails.. " I thought us demons were bad but you mortals are more disgusting when you want to be."

Max chuckled at what Peri said. “Heh, you’re funny. You’re almost as ignorant as Joel.” He swirled the whiskey in the glass before downing the rest. He set the glass on the table, glancing at Peri with a smirk. “Although, Joel always did his research before approaching someone about something. You’re a poor excuse for a demon if you can’t do that, shameful even since you’re a collector.” He turned to the bar and grabbed the whiskey bottle, filling the glass once again. “And what’s this talk about Quil trying to give you her soul for me? Even if she wanted to, her soul would be worthless to the devil.”

"I don't know this Joel personally but I do hear whispers about them." Peri muttered not liking learning this fact. What would the devil's spawn know about all this? Quil was the devils toy. He didn't want to mess with this Joel too now. "That's how she came to me. She gave up her soul for your debts. I'm only taking in what I have been told. You don't seem guilty at all." "I don't think she worthless now. I gave it back to her. I made sure she didn't owe your debt." Peri shook his head at this person. Maybe he was just defensive. Peri rubbed  some sore of his arms the price he was paying for helping these mortals out. "I just... don;t understand why you aren't fighting for her. I would do anything to protect her."(edited)

Max eyed him for a moment before grabbing a hold of his glass. “Yer honestly gonna sit ‘ere an’ try ta squeeze info from me based offa half truths?” He shook his head, a scowl plastering on his face as he looked at the glass of whiskey before he took a drink. “Look, I don’t know what she told ya, but even she didn’t stick around fer the entire story, and I don’t blame ‘er.” He shrugged and took another swig before continuing. “If she doesn want to know, I’ll respect her and not push it in her face to justify what I did. I did what my heart was tellin’ me ta do back then, and I will stick with it. If she interprets it as me being a bad guy, so be it. I still got what I wanted, I still get ta see her walk around freely, an’ that’s all that matters to me. Even if she hates me for the rest of eternity, I will still be happy knowin’ I don’t have to see her behind bars tied up like a wild animal for some stupid dark circus.” He lifted the glass to his lips. “That oughta show that monster of a father of mine that I was right. I will never be like ‘em. That I am capable of lovin someone.”

"I think you should slow down on the alcohol." Peri muttered as he tried to make sense out what he was talking about. So he was being defensive. This was making things difficult mostly since he understood what he meant. But it wasn't good enough. "You love her right? Why didn't you help her out? I could of sold her as a whore if I wanted too. You lead her on... for years, knowing all is information and you couldn't tell her sooner? Why was it?" Peri got annoyed. "I need to know where you stand and if you are going to fight for her. She got so upset and scared. Sometimes she too scared to leave the house since her wings are back. You are right I don't have the full story so make me understand."

"Uh... He's right, buddy, maybe ya oughtta slow down," Ale muttered, watching his friend down the drink. He'd never seen Max like this before, and he wasn't sure he wanted to see the result. Especially when he was trying -- for once -- to keep things calm and out of trouble. However, he didn't want to interrupt, either.

Max looked over at Ale in surprise. “You know I can hold my liquor better than you can, bro.” Still, he set the full glass down onto the counter and crossed his arms as he glanced at Peri with a scowl. “Yer a contractor, it’s yer job to get others to sign their soul over to the devil. Ya ought to know there are terms when it comes to the kind of contract when it comes to winning someone over.” He mumbled grumpily. “I give everything up so she can have a better life. Thing is, I can’t control her, she still has free will, which is out of reach of the devil. Not even God can control that.” He leaned forward with a cocky smirk. “So I didn’t keep ‘er from sleeping with Joel’s carnival staff, didn’t make her sleep with me. She chose to. I can’t stop her.”

"Poor you. Shall I get my tiny violin out?" Peri sneered back and stood up. His umbrella in hand now. "She should be thankful shouldn't she? Is that what this is about? Ooo you poor thing. You don't even understand that your wish was born out of a selfish need.  Were you ~really~ doing it for her? It doesn't quite sound like it. Setting someone free shouldn't have a price if you really cared about her." Peri twitched when he brought up sexual matters. It hit a nerve him speaking like that about Quil. Why did that matter? Was he really that childish?  His eyes glowed softly from his actions.

Max grabbed his glass, purely out of habit as he leaned against the bar. “Sí, sí, tienes razón, it was completely selfish. I should have left her in that literal hell hole, let her slowly suffer in torment as the devils demons plucked her wings to keep her grounded, chained her to a ball to keep her from going far, kept her in a literal cage in a dungeon of a demon’s house not even able to see the sun until they brought her out to bathe her like an animal and put her up on display like some amazing attraction at a zoo. Yup, yeah, totally selfish.” He raised the glass to his lips but paused before he took a swig and placed it back onto the counter. “Ya really know nothin’ ‘bout Quil, do ya? Here ya are, “carin’ for her”, and ya still know next ta nothin’ ‘bout her. She’s a Nephillim, cabrón, which means she is literally half angel and half demon. She will never be a full angel, and she will never be a true demon. “Gettin her ta fall in love with me wasn’t something I wanted ta gamble, but it ended up bein’ a part of the conditions ‘n my bet with her father....mi medio abuelo.....” he grabbed his pipe and brought it to his lips, blowing hot air on the tobacco that was in the end until smoke trailed from the pipe. “The only reason why gettin ‘er to love me was part of the bet was because demons hardly ever have positive emotions as such. True demons. They don’t have a heart, don’t have a soul. Power, pleasure, destruction, these are all things demons enjoy and live for.” He blew smoke towards Peri, mockingly. “Yer different though,” he muttered. “Yer only ‘ere askin’ me all this shit ‘cause you love her, dontcha? Ya fall fer a demigod too, ya fake demon? Feel sorry fo’ya.”

Ale couldn't help eyeing the smoke curling from the pipe. He wasn't used to seeing that when he was sober, so it was only now that his brain was beginning to process what the trigger might be. Then again... he couldn't help but feel bad. He'd only ever really teased Max about his history with the feathered girl, but to see him get so passionate over her? It made yet another spear of guilt shoot through him, adding to the rapidly growing collection of them already piercing his very soul. However, he didn't dare interfere. No, knowing his track record he'd only make things worse, even if he tried to ease the situation. Best just to stay silent and keep everyone's glasses full. Maybe he should get one of his own before the end of this.

"Hmm. What if I do love her?" Peri asked in a tired tone. "I have soften up because of Quil. I don't see how it's bad thing when I was out of control before her." "The first deal was out of your control. Okay, there must of been a reason for those terms but that's not the reason I'm here. Since I only know her side story...so if I get this wrong I know more likey you will happily tell me how wrong I am. Why did you get yourself into another situation where souls could only solve your debt?"

Max scowled at his question. It was really something he didn’t want to talk about in front of Ale. Still, he puffed on his pipe as he glanced away. “Because that’s all I had that was truly mine when I was young. And where I come from, souls are more valuable than money. mi papa, erm, father, he wasn’t happy that I was born with one, he was hopin’ that mi mama...didn’t have a strong hold on me, and here we are, me more wax than fire.” Max shrugged. “The bet I made is no different than a contract where I come from. Only, we don’t lose our souls like normal people do, it doesn’t change us like normal people. It just leaves us vulnerable, without the safety of abuelo.” He reached over and grabbed his glass with a free hand, his other holding his pipe as he took a drink. “For a devil, he sure does his best to protect his children.” He mumbled to himself. “It doesn’t really matter to me if you love her or not. I just find it funny that a mortal turned demon is allowing himself to soften up.” He mused. He grinned at Peri, pointing his pipe at him. “Funny thing is, you think it’s you falling for her, when in fact it’s really her making you fall for her. You think she will stay with you? Nah, she never stays with one person. She’s a whore who craves love, but never wants to fully give it to others. Un ángel to the eyes, but un demonio en el corazón.”

"I’m sorry that you’re insecure about yourself and you think insults are a way to make yourself look big. I think we are done here." Peri growled to himself. Selfish prick. He would love to deal with him if it wasn't for Applin.  Max was something much more worrying than he thought. He will need to speak to Quil as soon as he could. He moved himself to the bar and putting up the coins for Max's drinks. "You haven't added onto your debt?" Peri asked Ale however his tone is dangerous. "It needs to be the right amount."

Max huffed at Peri’s tone, smoke trailing from his mouth. “ oh no, you don’t get to just barge in here and asked personal shit about me without explaining why.” Max spat angrily. Not only was he the same demon that had control over his friends, he was possibly very demon who had changed oil‘s perception on things. He had to know, Quil was very easy to influence, easy to manipulate. He didn’t want to see her falling into the same trap by another demon, a fake one at that. “Why do you even care about her to begin with? You work for me for mi familia. You’re not supposed to care about someone’s well-being.” He sneered. “If anything, I’m A far better person than you.”

"Actually I can. I got what I wanted." Peri turned around to face Max. "This was nothing more than a study session. You didnt have to answer anything but you did. You are very open when you think your opponents are dumb. Also if you think I'm going to sit here and listen to you calling her a whore, you have another thing coming."

“You’re holding mi amigos soul hostage for some petty info from me. Yeah, I’m sure ya would have given it back to them if i’da said nothin’.” Max snapped back angrily. “And I will call ‘er a whore, because that’s what she is. Una Puta. What else would she be when she slept with so many others after I helped her with ‘er heat, eh?” He finished off his drink, a smug smirk on his face. “What’re ya gonna do ‘bout it? Abuelito gave me immunity from shits like you, and I’m not just some regular mortal ya can push around either.” He narrowed his eyes at Peri, his expression challenging. “*Ya don’t scare me one bit, perra.”

Ale had gone to accept the coin and answer Peri's question, but only ended up scrambling backwards out of Max's way. For a moment, he wasn't even sure what to do. He'd never seen Max get this angry. Ever. This was already enough to swallow without seeing his friend in such a state. "Max, calm down," he hissed, the words foreign coming from his mouth rather than recieving them from someone else. His friend had always kept a close eye on his temper, so there must have been a good reason. For once, it was his turn to play the peacekeeper. Sort of. "You don't know what this guy is gonna do! What about Appy, man?"

"Maybe... Quils realized she had standards and went looking for someone who could get the job done."   Peri brought is umbrella to Max's neck. He was done being friendly. His eye gave a his old crazed look. " It is her body after all.  She can do what she wants. For someone who doesn't care you are very angry Max. Is it cause I can actually look after her? You look like some dirty commoner with no place to call home. How many jobs do you do? OR do you just get plastered cause you can't even keep a woman excited?"

"C'mon, guys, that's enough," Ale said, holding out his arms between them. That's usually how people broke up arguments, right? He never really paid much attention, being the one usually being calmed. "There ain't no reason for the low blows, guys. C'mon, just siddown and take a drink."

Max smirked, his scowl still on his face as he reached over to block Peri’s umbrella from his neck. “Naw, I ain’t gonna back away from a petty doc who thinks he’s above the devils own kind....” He grumbled at Ale, a sneer in his tone. “I ain’t gonna let him walk out without charring him some.” Small tendrils of steam smoked from his hands, smoke from his mouth as he glared at Peri with glowing lavender eyes. “I’m gonna kick his ass.”

"I suggest doing what the your friend says. He needs to clean up." Peri didn't move at all. "You are just making things up now just to get yourself more angry.. I respect most of my kin. Most."

“A mistake ya’ll learn not ta make again,” Max sneered. Not even a second after he spoke he swung his arm at Peri’s umbrella, knocking it away from him as he spit toward Peri.

"Max!" Ale attempted to try to jump between the fighting, but only ended up tripping over the counter and sending Max's bottle spilling across the counter. Rather than try to clean the mess, the barkeep scrambled back and tried to find the key to the counter gate. "Stop! This is enough!"

"Ouch... so your the kinky type." Peri felt the spit burn under his eye. He jumped back to get some space away from him. "Hot wax and bondage coming right up~"    Peri laughed as two chains shot out of his jacket sleeves. They launch a Max in hopes of being able to hold him down before he burned the place down.

“Kinky? What the hell-!” Max was caught off guard by what Peri had said so much so that he didn’t realize what Peri was doing until too late. The chains smacked into his shoulders with a dull thud as he fell back into the bar from the force, his hat flew off his head from the force. He looked up at Peri with a scowl, his eyes glowing brighter. “So that’s the way you wanna play.” He growled out. He reached over and grabbed at the chains, his hands sizzling and the cream white color of them starting to glow. Sweat began to drip down from his hands onto the chains as his hands began to heat up. “Can ya handle the heat, pendejo.”

"You keep going with this I might explode." Peri chuckled in amusement. His dirty mind working into overdrive due to Max confusion. Using it as his defense. "Your ticking my boxes. Although wouldn't want to rip that hole." Then he felt the chains heat up. He winced in pain but played it off with a laugh. "Abit of pain just makes it more exciting!" Peri pulled the chain in a quick motion towards him in hopes to make him fall forward. He summoned more chains but waited as they stayed by him. "Mr Simon. If you get your arse over her and help chain me this idiot before you loose you bar in a fire? That would be fantastic."

"A-ah..." When things had begun to grow heated, Ale found himself pressing back against the rear counter, avoiding the crossfire as best he could. When it was suggested he work against his friend, he couldn't help but look at the collector in disbelief. "It's just wax," he said at first. Then, his eyes were drawn towards the sizzling trail of liquid that was strewn across the counter. In the heat of the moment, the spilled alcohol had spread quite far, and the chains and fiery temper were beginning to aggravate it. Then, the edges began to lick with light, and he found himself frozen. "F-fire...?" He didn't know why, but the thought had him suddenly struck with fear.

Max was oblivious to the alcohol catching fire, no all he was focused on was Peri and his blinding anger. When he was jerked forward by the chains, instead of making him stumble out of balance, he used it as a sort of encouragement. Without any kind of warning, he yanked the chains downward, small flames flickering from his hands as he pulled on them, the temperature in his hands increasing sharply. Hot wax dripped down the chains as he pulled Peri towards him while he was distracted, landing a flaming blow on his cheek. “How about I blind ya eye like I tried to do with that whore of yours.” Max said in a low voice, his eyes glowing a vivid magenta and wide with a crazed expression. His inner demon was in control now, and small chit chat wouldn’t break him from it easily.

"Max-- no!" Ale could only watch in horror as the fiery blow sent the rest of the liquid up in sudden flames. The old, aged counter easily caught on, the laquer sending an almost sweet smell into the air as it quickly spread along the length of the bar. That finally gave him the motivation he needed, but just enough to scramble away from the shelves of alcohol as the flames started to stretch towards them. "No, no, no, no," he yelled, trying to grab a towel, and apron, anything to beat the flames with. It wasn't doing much good.

"Which demon are you?" Peri flinched realising the sitution he put himself him. With a slight of panic he was hit and felt the burn go deep. He screeched in anger and pain as a mark was left. Peri despite knowing it would hurt him, clawed at Max's face. Making sure he took hot wax with him under his nails. He had to get this guy under control but he didn't think his powers would work in this state. Peri's eyes lit up anyway. If could slow him down that's all he needed to tie him up.

"Fuck!!" Max cried out in pain when Peri clawed at his face, long claw marks left on his face as he let go of Peri, his hands immediately going to cover the wounds. The fire on his hands went out as he touched his face, the wax on his face smoothing out slowly as he pressed on it.

Ale couldn't help ignoring the rest of the fight. No, his eyes were following the sudden wall of flames that had crept from the wood to the shelves and shelves of glass bottles and barrels beneath them. It had ahead begun to spread to the floor where the alcohol had spilled, forcing Ale to scramble away from his stock. "No-- dammit!" Turning on his heel he manged to break through the old counter gate, grabbing onto the nearest person. "Continue this outside because this is about to get real bad!"

"I don't want to continue it at all! He won't stop untill it calms down." Peri jumped feelin Ale grab him and took the moment to slam his head into Max. "You have tons of liquids here yet you can't put it out? Where is the water Mr Simons?! "  He didn't turn to face Ale  due to his powers being active. Suddenly he frown and brought out all the chains he could muster and launch them at Max. "Help me pull him out.  I'm strong but not not enough to to deal with him  melting me and carrying him."

"The water pump's all the way in the back! I don't think I could get anything out here in time," he said between clenched teeth. He didn't want to acknowledge there was some strange pull that was preventing him from attempting to put out the blaze. It made him want to run without looking back. However, it didn't stop him from grabbing ahold of some of the chains as they wrapped around his friend. "Fine! I've got no idea what the hell is goin' on, but fine! Just put 'im out! Hey, Max," he called out, starting to pull. "You better cool it before I gotta drag you home for once!"

Max still had his hands over his face when Peri tied him in his chains. He clenched his teeth angrily, his eyes still glowing magenta as he struggled to free himself. “Hell no!” he shouted back rebelliously. Seeing Ale helping Peri, or what he assumed was helping because one of Peri’s claws had scratched one of his eyes and he couldn’t see well. Either way it only made him even more furious. “I ain’t gonna ’cool it’ until that Fucker begs fer mercy!!”

"Max!" Ale could only watch as his friend grew even hotter, the wood at his feet beginning to smoke and char. He could feel the heat of the chains even through his gloves, but grit his teeth in an attempt to ignore it. The flames had quickly reached the inventory, and the sound of lids popping and glass cracking made him cringe. "Look, pal, I'm gonna tell you the same thing you tell me! It ain't worth it, man! What's she gonna think if she sees you," he called out, giving the brass chains another yank, trying to get him even just to take a step forward. "You've had enough, Max! Now cool it before the whole place comes down around you! You might bring it to flames, but I'm sure as hell not gonna lose someone in it!"

"You are strangely okay that your besties is burning down this place." Peri rolled his eyes and yank also. His body was aching though due to the heat coming from Max. Probably any hit could knock him down. "I guess I'm the idiot that's gonna have to pay for this too?!"

"You think I'm okay with this?!" Ale glanced over at him in obvious disbelief. "Hell, no, I'm terrified! But I'd rather lose a damn building over the only real friend I've ever had, and you bet I'm gonna make sure he's safe first! I don't care if he's burning it down!" He grit his teeth again and ignored the burning on his hands as he pulled again. "And you're talkin' about money at a time like this? Really?!"

"Yes I am, cause you brother loves this place. You still haven't learned anything have you Mr Simon. Family should come first."  Peri grunted and pulled more. His voice broke. "It should... and here I'm playing the big brother role again. You just lucky I worked my ass off and my demon is hibernating."

"Yeah, and if he were here I'd be draggin'  his ass out, too! I don't give a crap about this... demon stuff! I can't even do a damn thing til he's chilled or he's out on the street, so don't you dare tell me I'm not doin anything!" Ale growled, then hoisted the chains over his shoulder before trying to pull from the other direction. Slowly but surely, it looked like they may be making progress, leaving a dark black streak in the floor, some places smoldering or starting to flicker. "C'mon... When'd you start putting on so much weight," Ale yelled, giving another pull.

“When’d I what?!” Max shouted back, his eyes blazing brightly. So furious at what Ale said, he failed to notice the tug on the chains. He stumbled forward, the floor creaking then cracking under him. “Shit!!” He yelped as he fell forward, landing onto the unburnt floor with a loud thud. He squirmed angrily, his fists clenching and his arms flexing against the heated chains as he spun slightly as he climbed to his knees.

"Fuck! fuck! fuck!" Peri heels screeched as he was pulled to the hole from Max crashing down. "This is getting ridulous."Peri growled lowly as his jacket flared up and darkness seemed to flow from him. He released Max and started putting his chains back. "Run out. I will follow once he is up.  He too pissed to not give chase."

"Tch-- fine. Hey, fatty!" On a normal day, Ale might have been snickering to himself as he stumbled backwards, waving his arms through the air. It was a strange thing for him to get mad at, but, hey, it'd worked so far. Ale tried not to stare at the rising flames. Instead, he turned and began running towards the door, ignoring the hot air that seemed to choke his lungs. He skidded to a stop as he slammed into the door, throwing it open before turning to see if the wax man was giving chase.

As Ale sprinted away from Max, he tried his hardest to struggle out of the chains to chase after his friend. That was until the chains unwrapped from around him and returned to Peri. He rubbed his arms in confusion, small impressions on his arms from the chains being warmed up. He grinned and glanced up at the both of them, his eyes regaining their crazed look. "You guys have false hopes if you think you can outrun a wildfire."

"Dammit," Ale grumbled under his breath, then a thought drifted across his mind. Forcing a smirk to his face, he called out to the demon. "Oh, yeah? Well, with a hot head like you, it's no surprise that feather bitch ditched you for a real demon, eh? Hey, if I'm single now, maybe I oughtta give her a try!" It may have been a little far, but today was not the day to go halfway. He just hoped his mouth didn't get him killed this time.

"Careful what you say or I will start chasing you too." Peri followed suit and grumbled. The pendulum winced as he felt each burn on him and it only felt like it was getting hotter and more painful.

“You wouldn’t dare...no!! I’ll fucking kill ya!!” Max shouted angrily, his eyes burning brightly. The heat coming off of him intensified, making the floor literally light up with fire the minute he started running after them. Unfortunately, before he could reach them, each step he took sent his feet through the floor. He literally was burning so hot with his anger that he burned through the floor as he ran after then.

Ale tried to ignore how the ceiling groaned over the flames. He tried to ignore how it was spreading further and further across the wooden frames and beams, and the many pops and shatters from the ruined alcohol. Each sound made the flames flash, only growing brighter as the wax man added to them. He tried so hard to ignore the business that had been in his family for generations as it began to burn. "Fine, then! Come get me," he called out, backing out of the door. "You wanna prove you're worth it? Then step outside like a real man, Max!"

"This is so stupid." Peri pushed Ale outside. "I know I said he would give chase but for god sakes you don't need to get his flame hotter. "

"Well, it worked, didn't it," Ale said, stumbling out onto the sidewalk. Turning, he looked back towards the burning building. "Is he still coming?"

Max bolted through the door, his hands in fists crossed over his face as he skidded to a stop looking around for Ale. His eyes had nearly been blinded by the fires bright light. Once he found him, he stormed over towards him. “I’m gonna end ya both!!”

"Take that as a yes." Peri summoned another umbrella for protection for Ale. "I wouldn't want a fist of that. It burned though my metal."

"And you think an umbrella is gonna be much more help?" Ale raised a brow in skepticism, but held onto it without opening it. It didn't mean he was about to confront the other about it, though. "Hey, come on, Max," he said, holding up his hands as he stumbled back a step. "Don't let that thing take 'ya. I know ya told me you can't burn down, so why let it happen now? Just cool down, buddy."

"Needle bit goes in the eye or neck." Peri chuckled and brought out one for himself.

"Right..." Ale grumbled as he looked at the sharpened tip, still uneasy at the thought of hurting his best friend. His only friend. "Come on, Max, don't make me do this."

Max’s nearly bright magenta eyes were unyielding as he stormed close to them. Yet, as he walked, his flames on his hands flickered frantically as the cool air blew against them. He slowed to a stop rather quickly as he realized this. Shit he was out of his fire, and willingly walked right into the airflow his flames needed. He grinned as he rubbed his hands together. That's fine, only way to keep himself from going out was to try and bring the fire out here. Right? Then he could get back to kicking that poor excuse for a demon and...and...wait, why was he going after Ale again?

"Uh... Max?" Ale watched the man warily. He wasn't exactly on fire anymore, so that part was good, right? However, a motion behind him caught his eye. There was a loud screeching and crackling that began to groan out from the burning building, making Ale's eyes widen. "No... No, no, don't do that, don't--" Then, with a loud crash, the entire upper half of the bar began to cave in, collapsing into the center of the building with a bright flash and sending a wave of hot air out into the street.

A sharp surprised yelp escaped Max as the hot air hit him. First the cool evening air dimmed his flames, now the hot air hit him, knocking the wind out of him. His flames went out, hot embers skating across the ground as he struggled to keep standing. He looked up at them both with a glare. “You assholes....” He growled.

"Look like he will be cooling off soon..." Peri examined himself. His outfit was in tatters from embers and flames. There were burns everywhere.  He growled lowly at Max. "This whole thing was ridiculous. There goes my tiny bit of trust I had with Applin. THAT! That thing right there! Is an selfish prick."

Max smirked, a low deep voice escaping him as the glow in his eyes began to dim. “Pobrecito,” He sneered, embers sparking from his mouth. “Vete a llorar a tu puta” He laughed at himself lowly, taking a step forward towards them. His mouth was glowing in the dark around them as he once again spit towards Peri.

"What... what did he say," Ale stammered, unable to tear his eyes away from the now flaming ruins. "Max... Max, just stop," he said, finally pulling himself back to their situation. "There's no reason to keep going like this. Just... just stop! There's enough damage already!"

"For fuck sakes!" Peri gasped as the spit hit near his left eye. He grabbed at his face in agony as a scream out.

"I'm done." He glared at Max while holding his eye. It hurt like hell itself was burning it. "Belphegor doesn't want to hurt a son of Amon. No matter how stupid they are." "Applin's debt will be sorted while I heal." Peri started to walk away from the fire. "Tell him to come  down is he is too impatient to go pass the red light district and find the only mansion there."

"Ah, right." Ale was only half listening as he kept his eyes glued to the slowing Max. "I'll tell... Appy..." Slowly, his face began to grow slack. His mug was bubbling faster and faster. "Applin... Oh, God, what am I gonna tell Applin. Or Swirl or pop. They're going to kill me!"

Max wasn’t focusing on what was being said. With every second, the demon in him fought for control, trying to keep from being snubbed out. Only, it didn’t take long for them to burn out. The moment Max’s eyes stopped glowing, his body almost immediately went slack. He fell to his knees then slumped over, his head hitting the ground hard, but not enough to break his cooled off wax. He laid there, unmoving, yet still breathing.

The sudden slapping sound made Ale yelp in surprise before he realized what had happened. At first, he was hesitant, slowly walking over and poking his friend with his foot. Then, when he'd judged that he was safe, he began dragging him over towards one of the other buildings, sitting him up against the wall. With a sigh, the barkeep watched his burning bar, then reached for his phone. "... Guess I've gotta clean up my own mess this time," he muttered, holding it up to his ear.