#PM RP

[goomarchaeologist]

Indie Goombella RP Blog. Crossover/OC friendly. Read rules before following and I look forward to RPing with you!

Likes and reblogs are encouraged and appreciated!

[ask-the-assistants]

Do any other librarians have a space here ?

Hm .

[rp-partnerfinder]

Total Drama Island [OCxOC (preferably MxF where I play female | double-ups offered] Our characters are contestants on the show. According to new Canadian laws, all contestants must be 18 or older because of the push-back from audiences from the kids getting hurt. So, some of the contestants from the original show return once they become adults. Does a rivalry form? Romance? Who wins?? FYI. I have the idea of a wheel deciding who goes home and what teams are picked, so it’s truly random.

My character is a former intern for the show who is now a contestant. She wants revenge against Chris for the way he’s treated her. She serves as a valuable asset to others who want to form alliances as she knows what Chris has planned because she viewed his pre-production documents.

Totally Spies [OCxOC (preferably MxF where I play female | double-ups offered]

Our characters are spies for the WHOOP agencies, and they’re also trying to lead a regular life. They go through life often being taken away from their regular jobs and schooling and relationships to deal with people who’re trying to take over the world and wreak havoc.

My OC is a college-aged girl who is a member of the school’s ROTC. She also regularly switches part-time jobs because she doesn’t show up to work often because of her WHOOP duties. If we double-up, my OC oversees the girls over missions as they’re still teenagers that can screw things up if left to their own devices.

Winx Club [OCxOC (preferably MxF where I play female | double-ups offered]

Our characters are fairies at Alfea and part of the Winx Club. They follow the adventures and story of the girls with their own stories to offer. What do they bring to the table? What powers do they have that are distinct from the other Winx girls? Do they form romances? 

My character is a young queen who is the fairy of golden dreams, controlling both sand and dreams. She guards the dreams of the magic universe and attends Alfea to try and lead a normal life. Her life is not normal because her homeworld is in the middle of a war with its home planet who is trying to usurp their resources. _____________________________ 1. Please be 18 or older to role play. I am 22. 2. I role play in PMs or Discord. 3. I am semi-lit to advanced lit. My word length depends on my partner. However, it's disheartening when I put effort into a reply and receive something insignificant back.

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[tomoshibi]

INDEPENDENT MULTIMUSE, LOVED AND ADORED BY LUCA. Information. FEAT. zelda, final fantasy, fire emblem 3h, project moon, mxtx, hypmic, mhyk.

[opulent-valkyrie]

PM chuuya x ADA reader

The rain poured down in relentless sheets, turning Yokohama’s streets into rivers of reflected neon light. You tugged your coat tighter around yourself, a smirk playing on your lips as you strolled through the alleyways, not particularly in a rush to get anywhere. The mission was done—another successful day for the Armed Detective Agency. Now, it was just a matter of heading back and teasing Kunikida about something irrelevant to pass the time.

But as you turned the corner, something stopped you in your tracks.

A familiar figure stood beneath the dim glow of a streetlamp, red hair slicked from the rain, blue eyes sharp as ever despite the years that had passed. Chuuya Nakahara. His presence was undeniable, as powerful and commanding as it had always been. Even after all this time, your heart still gave a slight, irritating flutter upon seeing him.

“Well, well,” you drawled, leaning casually against the wall, trying to ignore the twist in your gut. “If it isn’t my favorite mafia executive. I didn’t expect to run into you tonight. Though, it’s not like you ever did have the best timing.”

Chuuya’s eyes narrowed, and that familiar fire lit up behind them. “Still full of yourself, huh? Some things never change.” His voice was as biting as you remembered, but there was something else there, too—something deeper, a weight behind the words. You knew it, because you felt it, too.

Years had passed since the two of you had been something—something fierce, complicated, and all-consuming. You’d broken up in the middle of a mission gone wrong, tempers flaring, words exchanged that you couldn’t take back. And since then, you’d both gone your separate ways—him to the Port Mafia, you to the Agency. Polar opposites now, as if it had always been meant to end this way.

You shrugged, that lazy grin never leaving your face. “I could say the same about you. Still looking like you want to punch a hole through the world.”

Chuuya’s lips twitched, the barest hint of a smile before he buried it beneath his usual scowl. “What do you want, Y/N? Or are you just here to get in my way again?”

You pretended to think, tapping your chin. “Getting in your way was always one of my favorite pastimes. Old habits die hard.”

His eyes flashed dangerously, and you knew you were pushing him—just like always. But that was how it had been with the two of you. You poked, he snapped, and somehow, it had worked until it didn’t.

"Is that why you left?" Chuuya's voice was quieter now, his gaze searching yours. The question hung between you, years of unsaid things suddenly at the forefront. He wasn’t asking about the mission, and you both knew it.

For once, your smile faltered, and you exhaled softly. “You know why I left, Chuuya.”

Silence stretched between you, thick with the weight of everything you hadn’t said to each other in years. The rain continued to fall, but neither of you moved. You could feel the tension, the unresolved history that lingered in every glance, every word exchanged.

Chuuya finally broke the silence, his voice gruff but softer than before. “It doesn’t matter anymore. We’ve both moved on. We’re on opposite sides now.”

You nodded slowly, that familiar smirk returning as you met his gaze. “Yeah. But you still think about it, don’t you?”

Chuuya didn’t answer, but the look in his eyes told you everything.

[askorensprunki]

What music do u listen to on those headphones :0

“Mm, good question. I guess you could say I listen to indie rock? Or alternative? 80’s tunes for sure, at least.”

”There’s a couple exceptions to this, but ah… we'll overlook those for now, yeah?”

(Meanwhile, Oren at ungodly hours of the night)

[leaderofthemafia]

*You see somebody randomly idk and they clear their throat*

"Hello-? W- I'm looking for a job right now, I think you can help!"

-@remember-you-must-die

Oh, another one?

Many have sought this opportunity today, only a small handful will remain.

What makes you believe you are worthy of joining the Port Mafia?

[defender-of-jouvente]

I am big and buff and soooo handsome. But nobody wants to engage in a romantic tryst with me! Sigh………..

[consult-sherlockholmes]

Those god damn gun salutes and air planes just woke me up.

[chuuya-fan-page]

honestly i think the chuugly person is actually just a rlly dedicated pm!dazai rp account

LITERALLY! Dazai stan? more like Dazai kinnie. Bro is acting like teen Dazai so bad. Chuuya lives rent free inside their head just as he did inside pm Dazai's head. Embarrassing.

[bb-drayster]

goof mornign gang what’s on the agenda today

-🐉

[deiscension]

I know 'would you still love me if I was a worm' is one of the deadest memes out there but here's the thing. SQX wouldn't ask. She knows you'd still love her if she was a worm. She'd be the cutest little worm wiggling around on the topsoil right after a nice rain. You could put a tiny bow on her tiny worm head and she'd rival any top model. She is so confident in this that she would proclaim yes you would still love her if she was a worm, how couldn't you? And then if you say 'no I wouldn't' she'd laugh because you're clearly joking. Like are you serious. Of course you'd still love her as a worm. Come on. Get with the program yes you would.

[professional-meteorologist]

The weather is amazing.

[touchbased]

muse: seamus “sean” boland. late twenties. wrote a fairly successful true crime novel a year ago and is currently attempting to recreate that high. open to: m/f/nb plot: sean is on a sabbatical in a tiny, sleepy town, trying to write his next novel, where he meets your muse. they hit it off immediately and he wants to take things further... but little does he know your muse is in witness protection and lying about who they are. aka gimme angsty forbidden shit <3

"you're kind of a mystery, you know that?" despite his teasing smile, the friendly tilt of his head, sean thinks he might be serious. they're in his rental (always his place, never theirs), a bottle of wine between them on the couch, and he feels like he both knows them better than anyone else in town and not at all. "like, i don't even know where you grew up, or if you have any siblings. you're not secretly married with kids, are you?"

[katallica]

May 16, 2023 — unnamed character sketch

[bakingcakeroll]

*There’s a suspicious knock on the door… but it’s just your friendly neighborhood Flip*

Flip (C R E P E): Hey Cosmo! Nice morning we have here, eh? The temperature’s real nice this fall, and I was wondering if you would like to make some crepes with me?

" Oh! Nice morning, yeah! Hold on, let me put my apron back on and we can make them. " [ 🍰 ] ~ Cosmo says, happily.. It doesn't look like he's gonna make it out to cook crepes, though.