#RL FACE CLAIM

[movedtoferinehuntress]

☾ *  ―― ᴄᴀɪᴛʟʏɴ ᴋɪʀᴀᴍᴍᴀɴ ; ᴍᴀᴠᴇʀɪᴄᴋ ᴅᴇᴛᴇᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ

[thesharpestlivesrp]

The Sharpest Lives

"The Sharpest Lives are the deadliest to lead."

Hidden deep in the woods of Forest Grove, Oregon sits an unassuming Sequoia tree. Over time, the base of the tree split, creating a large tunnel-like opening. Upon its first discovery in 1692, this phenomenon was claimed to be the work of witches and dubbed the "Gate to Hell". Anyone claiming something different, were promptly hanged from the very same Sequoia tree. Then, as the hysteric few died out, the tree became a relic to the residents of Forest Grove. Thought to be a gift from Mother Nature, the tree was celebrated. However, many who passed through the tree's opening recalled a feeling of overwhelming dread. Now, the tree is that of a small town urban legend. Those who know of its dark past steer clear and those that don't never return from the tree the same. In truth, the unique Sequoia tree was a naturally occurring formation. However, the unspeakable actions of 1692 created exactly what they feared. Born from despair and bloodshed was a true Gate to Hell. And not the first of its kind. It is said that there are currently five Gates in the United States alone. These Gates serve as a one-way portal to Hell, used mostly by Borrower witches wanting to trap a demon. Though, the Gates are also the cause of great fear among the supernatural. As it's told, demons roamed the Earth long before the creation of man-kind. And when man and monster first came to be, demons were intent on wreaking havoc on anyone in their path.

It wasn't until the formation of the first Grand Coven, an assortment of powerful natural born witches, that demons were banished back to hell where they belonged. Even with their combined power, the spell was a feat to accomplish and in the end, it came with a price. One by one, each witch that participated perished under suspicious circumstances. In their place, doorways to hell were created. This, and the Book of the Dead, were the only things they managed to leave behind. Since then, the Book of the Dead remained in the hands of the natural born witches, who vowed to protect the secrets contained in its pages. Because as rumor had it, the grimoire written by the first Grand Coven, contained a spell to reopen the Gates. Be it the truth or myth, the thought of releasing demons back on Earth was laughable among all supernatural beings. From the time demons were banished, supernatural’s had worked hard to live peacefully and in secret, lest they be discovered by hunters. However, while a manageable threat to vampires and werewolves alike, witches have become nearly extinct thanks to their tireless work. But, word amongst the more powerful of Borrower witches, is that demons have come up with a deal.

If they were to be released, demon’s have vowed to rid the world of hunters under orders of Lucifer himself. As word traveled, The Grand Coven vehemently opposed these plans, intent on remaining a permanent and peaceful fixture in the world. However, with an uptick in witch hunts and little help from vampires and werewolves, some covens of witches have decided to distance themselves from the Grand Coven and align with demons instead. This brings us to two weeks ago, when the Grand Coven was attacked and the Book of the Dead was stolen. Immediately upon retrieval, an unknown Coven of Borrower Witches traveled to Forest Grove to complete the spell and open the Gate. After their success, they were paid for their good faith with their lives as demons began to cross over. With the supernatural world up in flames, angels have descended from Heaven in an attempt to save as many human lives as possible.

𓆩♱𓆪 The Sharpest Lives is a 21+ supernatural based discord roleplay currently accepting new members. Join dedicated writers in the fight of good versus evil.

[ferinehuntress]

[ caitlyn visage ] — i am an excellent shot . [ caitlyn attire ] — i am a misfit too ; i suppose . [ caitlyn interactions ] — the answer is here ; staring me in the face . [ caitlyn answers ] — my name is caitlyn . [ caitlyn aesthetics ] — sometimes you have to go back to move forward . [ caitlyn headcanons ] — we will make a new plan ; we have to try . [ caitlyn character study ] — i will take responsibility . [ caitlyn attractions ] — what about us . [ caitlyn desires ] — i never miss a detail . [ caitlyn skillsets ] — what are you shooting for . [ caitlyn scenery ] — you would be well within your rights to keep it . [ caitlyn playlist ] — we are going to have to be more careful . [ caitlyn games ] — i had a break in the case . [ caitlyn body study ] — do you ever say thank you . [ caitlyn rl face claim ] — it is not your fault .

[ferinehuntressmoved]

TAGS 002.

visage — i am an excellent shot . attire — i am a misfit too ; i suppose . interactions — the answer is here ; staring me in the face . answers — my name is caitlyn . aesthetics — sometimes you have to go back to move forward . headcanons — we will make a new plan ; we have to try . character study — i will take responsibility . attractions — what about us . desires — i never miss a detail . skillsets — what are you shooting for . scenery — you would be well within your rights to keep it . playlist — we are going to have to be more careful . games — i had a break in the case . body study — do you ever say thank you . rl face claim — it is not your fault .

[etherealintimacy]

// I have come to the conclusion that it's incredibly hard to find smut rp partners for discord, simply because I can't find the right people,,,

[smittenbyvillains]

DAY 13- Fight for you / SS and RL

WARNINGS: smut pure smut

You didn't understand how you ended up in this mess. Both of the men you had a crush on standing in front of you and eyeing you wanting you all for themselves. You were quite excited, and nervous at the same time. How were you going to pick? They suggested to see who gives you the best pleasure.

Remus stepped forward and kissed you passionately and Severus started to come forward as well and went behind you and kissed your neck. You moaned within the kiss with Remus. It was clear both were full of passion. Severus was rougher and Remus was gentle like he didn't want to break you. Severus gripped your hips and pulled you against him. You could feel his hard-on.

Remus got down on his knees and gently removed your skirt, and underwear just looking at you. Severus grind against you and groaned lowly into your ear. Remus then suddenly started to eat you out like you were his last meal. You moaned in pure pleasure. No words needed to be spoken. He continued that you were quivering and had come on his face. He stood up and wiped his fingers with your cum and brought it to your lips. You quickly started to suck on his fingers and moaned.

Severus didn't look pleased at how you were responding to Remus. "Remus. Move my turn." He gruffled. Remus was now behind you as Severus was in the place he was in front of you. Severus pulled you into a heated kiss. You moaned in delight. Severus muttered a charm and his bottom layers of clothing were gone. He positioned himself and entered you slowly at first to give you time to get used to him before pulling out and slamming back in. You were a moaning mewling mess. Remus kissed the untouched side of your neck and left even more marks. You reached out and grabbed Remus's now free dick and palmed him. You were giving Remus a hand job which he was enjoying as he groaned into your neck.

Remus thrusts his hips in your hands. Severus was fucking you slowly and just smirking. Soon all three of you came. Your hand was sticky with Remus's cum. Seveur pulled out and came on your top, you came as well.

"So who do you pick?" Remus asked. You looked at them both before slyly smiling.

"Who says anything about picking one of you... how about both of you?" You said and they just smirked and nodded.

"Sounds like an amazing idea," Severus said.

"Oh, what a great thing because tonight we are sending you to pleasure town and you won't remember anything but tonight and how we claim you Pup.

[aleksa-sims]

RL Story

CW: Divorce, addiction

It was a Friday, October 13th to be exact. Daniel and I are getting a divorce today. After weeks, he finally signed the divorce papers. I was devastated. It was so hard for me to take this step. But I had to finish it, for my Baby and also for myself, to finally forget Daniel. We met near the city hall, where we had an appointment with a divorce-case officer and judge.

Once there, I saw Daniel coming towards me. I honestly didn’t want to divorce him. I loved him, still, so much. 😥But... that's just the way life is. 😞... He looked at me... I wanted to hug him but instead I just said sadly, hi. Daniel seemed absent for a moment, staring at my belly. 🩵👶

He had this... empty look. Not sad or angry, rather.... emotionless.

With my eyes lowered, I just stood there. I struggled to hold back my tears. Exactly a year ago we moved together. I was so happy with him and now this. 😞

Me: I'm so sorry. I never wanted this! And I still don’t want it. I wish we could just go home together.

Daniel: Same, but...let's not get into that now. Relax and think about your Baby.

Me: What?

Daniel: It's gonna be okay. Trust me.... C'mon, let’s get this over with.

Me: Yea,,...whatever you say. 😞

Um.... well! Daniel and I didn’t get divorced today. The judge asked us why we wanted to divorce? D.'s & my statements left some question marks with the judge, I think? We have to wait six months, before we get divorced.... Daniel said that my jealousy (Tina, Irma...) & insecurity were the biggest probs for him in our relationship.😠... However, the real reason for postponing our divorce was bcs Daniel inherited Dominick’s plot & house. (division of property) Although I refused any claim to Daniel’s property!!

Me: Did you really, seriously mean what you said to them?

Daniel: I answered all questions honestly.

Me: Why didn’t you just give the real reason for our divorce? You took off!!! I didn't know where you were!! And my Baby isn't yours. This fact is the reason for our divorce! You can't handle that I'm pregnant. Or that we are both addicts, which would have been a good reason why we can’t stay together! 🤦‍♀️

Daniel: The juge asked me WHY, I left! You got it?.... You and my borther, your secrets drove me crazy. That fucking shit about Tina. I was overwhelmed with my shit, our drugs you and your delusions. I kept trying to make you happy! I only loved you and I only wanted you. But you just didn’t believe me. Be honest, it wasn’t my fault, just yours!! You don’t know what you want! And you can’t make decisions! But I’m not like N.! I don’t want to tell you what to do or how to live your life. You are responsible for yourself! Finally get it, or just stay with your soccer player and let him control you.

Me: What kind of shit are you talking?? Nico doesn’t do any of this to me.

Daniel: I talked to him! He said, you won’t be the same after he’s done with you. He told me this to my face!! And btw, I can’t stand Alex calling you Lexi!! 😠

Me: You must have misunderstood N. He isn't like that! He was just upset, bcs I confessed what I wanted from you the other day. Besides, you’re jealous too!!! Anyway.... I-.. I just can’t stand it around you anymore. And I’m sorry I was so jealous. I loved you so much. I wanted to do anything for you. I was terrified to lose you. I’m sorry. Sorry I was such a freak to you. But I didn’t do anything wrong with your brother, D.!! There was NOTHING between Alex and me!! IDK how many times I’ve had to say this damn sentence. Finally get it!....

Me: It hurts so much and it just doesn’t stop.... I don’t want to love you anymore. I wish you’d never married me. 😢

Daniel: Damn, I-... I'm sorry. I still struggle with that... stress disorder. Either I feel nothing-... or I boil with rage.🤦‍♂️

Me: It's ok.. I'm leaving.... See you in 6 moths. And.. stay off drugs, just... take care, Daniel. 😢

Daniel: Wait!

Me: I gotta go. Sorry. Bye!.... 😭

Daniel: I-...... love you.

I just wanted to get away from there. Far away from.... him.💔 Not really, but.... agh, you know what I mean. And I’ll see Daniel again sooner than I thought. Right after delivery. It was about that annoying name change. D. and I were officially still married, but I didn't want to give my Son his surname. D. is not his Dad, but N. Such a mess!!

Previous/Next

[solarwynd]

https://twitter.com/Bang_Sheet/status/1775896681466478601?t=yxla48MzmRdB5xKAXREvHA&s=19

Is this shady or I'm being dramatic?? I mean no one's saying it's shady towards ml, infact ppl with ml pfps are also saying "spilled" so am i getting it wrong?

I mean I see it that way cause this is basically claiming that ML songs are the inverse of this tweet. lol. Now I’m not disagreeing that they don’t get into heavier topics in their solo works, but if we’re specifically talking about Jimin he does too. They’re not the only members ever capable of being “deep”. FACE was an extremely personal project dealing with his own struggles, yet they like to conveniently forget that. Just like they forget the true meaning behind Like Crazy since it’s a pop song. Putting RL on a pedestal at the expense of other members is anti-ish to me. Should be to them too, but they can’t see it cause armys are so used to blowing smoke up those mens’ asses to compensate for their low numbers.

[mutival]

Okay so I wrote a Cassandra fanfic

Can’t believe I’m writing about a cannibal but here we are. Any constructive criticism is always appreciated! English isn’t my first language and this is like the third fanfic I’ve ever written. Idk if Cassandra is acting like she would canonically so PLEASE lecture me on that as well if need be

Thank you!

Fluff/Sleeping/Cassandra Dimitrescu x reader RL

Opening night is always messy backstage, I now know that better than anyone else.

After my Juliet, Cassandra Dimitrescu herself, and I managed to round the show up, we were far too busy to properly reflect and fraternize, much to her dismay. Bouquet after bouquet, fan after never-ending fan, there was no end to the amount of socializing

Cassandra had to do before we could properly discuss the play. However, I wasn’t let off scot-free either. The second the curtains dropped, I was whisked off to the side door by the producer, where I fell face-first onto my roommate, Daniela, in the cold night. The darling girl was holding flowers, of which now there were none left unscathed. She yelped when she fell backwards, softening my blow. ‘’MC, the flowers!’’ Daniela exclaimed, feeling the thorns of the roses puncture her perfect abs. I haphazardly shot up, nearly collapsing again from the strain. However, as fast as I rose to my feet, I was slammed down again by the weight of my lovely second roommate, Angie, flanking me from the left. I crashed into a piece of decor, promptly catching Angie but leaving nothing salvageable of the castle wall prop. The ruckus made me wonder if Cassandra would leave her socialite group to come check what all the noise was about. Angie practically squealed when she finally stabilized, straddling my hips. ‘’Roomie!’’ She yelped, I only noticed just now she had a celebratory wine bottle in her hands. ‘’Courtesy of the Dimitrescu winery!’’ She pressed it into my hands, a cute silver ribbon covering the neck. Daniela rubbed the back of her neck, seemingly looking uncomfortable. ‘’Don’t tell Cass or my mom. I kind of-’’ Angie cut her off. ‘’She stole it!’’ At that, I gasped. ‘’Dani?!’’ I scolded her, holding the evidence of a crime that could get me in some deep shit with the family I so desperately wanted to impress. Dani gave me an awkward grin. ‘’Only the best for our star!’’

Star.

‘’Star.. Yeah, damn right! I am a star now, am I not?’’ I plucked Angie off of me, striking a pose that could rival Cassandra’s. Angie cheered, grabbing me by the arm. She mumbled something about getting caught, and off we went to the dorms. I took Dani’s hand in mine with my free hand, forming a little almost duck-like train.

-

About 4 hours later, I'm laying in bed. Sleep doesn’t come easy after those 5 AM recitals. However, seeing Cassandra beaming on stage and.. oh, right. We kissed. Oh my god. We kissed. In front of HUNDREDS of people?! I groaned, my cheeks heating up when I remembered. Angie was drunkenly sleeping on the couch in a position her aunt would’ve definitely scolded her for. She was awfully strict on posture, after all. I’d run into her a few times before while unceremoniously getting locked in the auditorium. I still don’t know what possessed me to take Angie’s dare to stay in the auditorium to hunt for a phantom. ‘’Phantom my ass, if you believe in ghosts, you must be really stupid’’ I had declared. After wrecking another piece of decor in an attempt of getting away from the phantom I claimed wasn’t real, I got a brief introduction.

I yawned, grabbing my jacket. I was certain no shop would be open at this hour, but I felt compelled to take a walk to clear my head from all the fuss and chaos the show had caused. After pulling on my shoes, I snuck past the snoring Angie coddling a vodka bottle in her sleep, murmuring “I won’t let you get wasted” and “I’ll take care of you” and snuck out. I strolled towards the campus, staring up at the room where the student council resided during the day. How peculiar, someone had left the lights on. However, that isn’t my problem and I definitely won’t be making it my problem, I thought as I roamed around the center of the campus. I took a sharp left past the now calm auditorium towards the-

A faint rustling can be heard.

What the fuck?

I whipped my head around at near lightning speed. Another phantom?! It seemed to be following me. I struggled to grab my phone from my pocket, dropping it in the process of getting the flashlight on. I cursed to myself, bending down to grab my device as fast as humanly possible. Whatever was after me must have heard me, for footsteps rapidly came closer. This was it. I was gonna die. But there was so much I hadn't done, so many things I hadn’t said. Before I even registered the voice calling my name, I had chucked my phone in their direction. It flew through the air gracefully before colliding with my pursuer, who let out a sharp hiss. A… hiss? I looked up, barely making out their figure. The adrenaline started to wear off once I heard her voice. ‘’Fuck, ow! That might bruise!’’ She whined, almost stomping her feet like a little baby. I strutted towards the ‘’stranger danger’’. ‘’Cassandra?’’ I could finally make out her face, albeit her voice having been a better clue after having heard it day and night throughout the last couple of months. ‘’Call me Cass.’’ Even injured, she was smug as ever. ‘’I’m so sorry, Cass!’’ I gasped, seeing her covering her eye and huffing. However, I quickly changed my tone. ‘’But what the fuck were you doing, sneaking around in the dark?!’’ I knew the answer to that all too well, but I still couldn’t help but be worried I had seriously hurt her. She bent down, taking my phone and returning it to me before she spoke. ‘’The nightmares. I can’t… I don’t want to go to sleep, but I’m so tired. I thought a walk might help me.’’ She whined, almost like an upset puppy. ‘’I don’t want a full 8 hours of torture right after such a good performance.’’ she huffed. I felt bad for her, I really did. So, I asked the following; ‘’How about I come with you? I’ll be able to wake you if you start having nightmares.’’ She looked positively puzzled. ‘’Bold offer, because you do sleep like a normal human being. Who says you can stay awake longer than I can?’’ She grinned at me, teasing me, challenging me. I responded stoically. ‘’Your screaming will do the trick. Now come on.’’ I extended my hand to her. Oh god, what was I thinking?! Surely she wouldn’t-

But she did.

And now here I am. In Cassandra’s shirt, in her bedroom.

Believe me, I really tried this time to get my own clothes. However, my courage quickly parted from me once Angie stirred and murmured awful song lyrics in her sleep. Fearing I might wake her, I asked Cassandra for a shirt. She handed me one, making promises about not peeping. Looking in the mirror, however, I can confidently say she most definitely did not intend on keeping her promise, staring at my reflection through the window.

I laid down on the bed, waiting for her to come lay next to me. She did, eventually, but something about her demeanor changed. She wasn’t chatty or flirty anymore, her face only resembling flusteredness and.. fear. I can’t say I was any better, anxiously twiddling with my hair. Sharing a bed with THE Cassandra Dimitrescu was a big deal, after all. ‘’..Hey.’’ I whispered, looking at her. She could barely meet my gaze. ‘’It must be hard, letting people in.’’ I muttered, taking one of her hands in my own. She looked down at our hands, and then intertwined our fingers. I’ll forever be grateful for the lights being off, because I was redder than her mother’s lipstick. She murmured something under her breath, before speaking more clearly. ‘’It is. It’s just a struggle, you know?’’ She looked at me expectantly, her gaze piercing through my very soul. I nodded in response, yawning. She understood I was tired. I could swear she scooted closer, but at this point I was too dazed to care. ‘’Goodnight, Cass.’’ I spoke in muted tones. Before I drifted off, I heard her purr. ‘’Goodnight, my star.’’

Around 8 AM, it happened. I awoke to Cassandra stirring, she was definitely a lot closer to me than she was before we went to sleep. I contemplated waking her, but she really needed sleep. Instead, I went with an irrational solution. I gently started rubbing circles on her back in an attempt to soothe her, whispering sweet nothings to her. Seeing as she wrapped an arm around me and slowly came to a halt in her wrestling with the bedsheets, I deemed my mission successful. One of her arms snuck under my waist, pulling me even closer. She was tucked into the crook of my neck, her soft breath on my pulse point. After letting out a small yelp at the sudden contact, I eased into her. Her arms were brass, not as defined as Daniela’s but definitely rugged from all her work in the mechanic’s shop. There was no going back now, her grip was far too strong and comfortable, oh so very comfortable for me to attempt to wrestle out of. I didn’t want to either, continuing to gently draw shapes on her back. As I, once again, drifted off to sleep I heard it. I swear I heard it, albeit not even I could believe my own ears.

She whispered, ever so softly;

‘’You’re so adorable, my star.’’

The little kiss on my neck confirmed I wasn’t dreaming, for when I looked in the mirror the next morning, there it was.

Her lipstick.

So every time I convinced myself I was crazy..

I most definitely wasn’t. This was real.

[lustandrot]

//ooc

Allow me to literally lust after my own character for just a moment, though, guys. More like my face claim, really. >.> Is it just me or do they have Patrick in some lavish ass costumes, which tbh, are kinda ... 🥵🥵?! (No, I don't have some weird religious, priest fetish, either.) But gawwwwtdamn, I don't know what it is but byeeee. I ca never get over this beautiful man. Maybe it's the robes... that flow.. the cape.. or the knee high boots? Maybe it's considering he always has like three layers of clothes on this whole production and yet in rl, this man is built, fit, and chiseled as hell, even for his age. Anyway, bye. I'll keep worshipping him now.

It's cool. You all can judge me.

[everydayyoulovemeless]

Fo3 Companions Favorite Past Times/Hobbies

➼ Word Count » 0.6k ➼ Warnings » None ➼ Genre » Platonic/Romantic

Charon claims to not have any hobbies, saying that he "isn't focused on himself as much as he is his employer", but if you pay close enough attention, you'll catch the (somewhat) pleasant expression on his face while he cooks. He's always offering to fix something up for you and it always comes back perfectly made. The ghoul has a real talent when it comes to working over a fire and secretly loves sharing his expertise with your less experienced self.

Clover got really good at origami while enslaved. She used to sit in her cage and fold papers and leaves till they slowly began to form something tangible. It helped her stay calm in the times that mattered the most, and you'll notice her taking out slices of cloth and other bendable material and just folding them into wasteland creatures. She'll do it while waiting on you or in the middle of the night when she can't sleep. It helps keep her mind at bay while she tries to cope with everything she'd been put through.

After her accident, Star Paladin Cross took up journaling, deciding that she wanted herself and the rest of the Brotherhood to be remembered in an honoring and respectable light. She writes as honestly and unbiasedly as she can so that the people of the future can objectively tell what went down in the Capital Wasteland. She's incredibly consistent with it and is proud to be participating in the logging of the Brotherhood's history.

As surprising as it might be, Jericho has done a lot of reading throughout his retirement and will still crack a book open as the two of you start settling down for the night. He tries to play it off saying that "it's what all the other raiders are doing these days" and that he just wants to "keep up with the younger ones", but the slight glimmer in his eye when he reaches certain pages would make anyone question his reasoning.

Butch says that spending you're time decorating anything is a waste of time, however, every time he visits your home in Megaton, he's rearranging furniture and bringing in little trinkets that make the place feel so much more welcoming than it was before. He's got a knack for interior design, although he'd never admit that he enjoys it.

While trapped in the vault, Fawkes spent a lot of his time tinkering with the terminal in his cell. He learned a great deal about hacking while messing around with the device and is quite proud of his capabilities when it comes to fixing them! He'd be over the moon if you ever asked him to take a look at your own, it makes him feel valuable and important.

RL-3 is big on cleaning. If it isn't spotless, it might as well be torched. This habit of his most likely stems from General Atomics programming him to be self-cleaning so that he can take care of himself and keep himself up to policy standards. It's useful enough when it comes to messy areas, but you have to be careful if he deems it to far gone to be saved, he'll set it on fire.

Dogmeat loves when you hide things around your home in Megaton and ask for him to find it. It makes him so excited when he can sniff around and help you retrieve your lost rocket toys. It's like a game of hide-and-seek, and he adores every second you play it with him.

[movedtoferinehuntress]

IC Tags

[muse] caitlyn — visage. [muse] caitlyn — attire. [muse] caitlyn — interactions. [muse] caitlyn — answers. [muse] caitlyn — aesthetics. [muse] caitlyn — headcanons. [muse] caitlyn — character study. [muse] caitlyn — attractions. [muse] caitlyn — desires. [muse] caitlyn — skillsets. [muse] caitlyn — scenery. [muse] caitlyn — playlist. [muse] caitlyn — games. [muse] caitlyn — body study. [muse] caitlyn — rl face claim.

[rphunter]

Welcome to the Island of Direbrook!

A lovely little island off the coast of somewhere secret. Known only by those who possess something within them that makes them… fantastical.

A short distance out from land, surrounding the island, is a barrier. Put in place hundreds, if not thousands, of years ago, it protects the island, the surrounding waters and all its inhabitants. This magical barrier prevents any human from finding the island and crossing onto its shores. Because of that, creatures of all sorts wander about here, free to be out in the open, go about their day to day lives without any concerns or need to hide away, and away from humans.

Unicorns, Manticores, even that strange blob that no one quite knows what it's made up of… All sorts are welcome here!

Those more humanoid like Vampires, Witches, and so much more? Created a city to live and thrive in. Businesses moved in, homes were erected, and a community was born. Will you cross the barrier and make yourself at home?

Come to the island and explore.

~☆~☆~☆~☆~☆~

We are an OC based, Slice of Life roleplay set on an island for fantastical creatures. We are always looking for new people to join, and are excited to make new friends!

All creatures are welcome, from typical kinds like vampires and werewolves, to more unique kinds like minotaurs and golems and EVERYTHING in between! The only exception? No humans!

What we offer:

Brand new!

18+ environment

Interactive server

Tupperbox

Character diversity

Server wide events

LGBTQ+ friendly

POC friendly

Systems friendly

NSFW and SFW welcome

No post length requirement

OOC bonding

RL Face Claims

Forum layouts

Much more!

~☆~☆~☆~☆~☆~ Like this post and I'll send you the link!

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[rp-partnerfinder]

(I'm not replacing any current partners!! just looking for some more!) hey! I'm a 30+ NB looking for 25+ to RP on discord with. i live in the central US time zone but have no preference for where you're located :) I really love worldbuilding, character development, and generally chatting about ocs so if you also enjoy that hit me up!

I only do fandomless OC x OC. I really prefer doubling (and also like side characters too!) and play male, NB, and female OCs. I don't have a preference on if we do mxm, fxm, or fxf. I don't like dead dove and don't feel super comfortable with smut. I greatly prefer RL face claims. I think the quality of a response is more important than the length, so don't worry if you don't have super long responses.

As for dynamics, I'm a big fan of plotting but I love a good tropey foundation - think enemies to lovers, fake dating that becomes real, reunited high school sweethearts etc. The mushier and sappier the better in my book :)

feel free to reach out to me or like this post! thanks!!

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[zvaigzdelasas]

Former employees of the US-funded international media group Radio Free Europe/Radio Liberty have called for a ‘serious’ internal investigation into allegations of mismanagement by its Azerbaijani service, openDemocracy can reveal. Six former journalists at Radio Azadliq, the Azerbaijani department of RFE/RL, have claimed the radio’s coverage has become less critical of president Ilham Aliyev’s authoritarian regime, following personnel changes by management.[...]

RFE/RL told openDemocracy that the corporation’s internal ombudsperson had “conducted an extensive review of [Radio Azadliq’s] coverage and found that it remains accurate, independent, and responsible”.

“Despite near-total government control over the media, Radio Azadliq has built a reputation as a leading source of independent news in Azerbaijan,” the service states on its website.[...]

Turkhan Karimov, Radio Azadliq’s former social media head, told openDemocracy that he had been fired in June this year – and then replaced by a new social media editor who had previously worked for Azerbaijani government-affiliated channels in the country. Karimov, who shot to fame after exposing Baku’s corrupt traffic police on film, says his replacement, Mammadsharif Alakbarov, has previously edited films that appeared to glorify Azerbaijan’s 2020 war in Nagorno-Karabakh – which Azerbaijan won – and praised president Ilham Aliyev.[...]

One strand of Radio Azadliq’s coverage has particularly highlighted the changes at RFE/RL, former employees alleged: an excessive focus on Azerbaijan's 2020 victory against Armenia in Nagorno-Karabakh and its aftermath, and a decline in coverage of human rights violations in other parts of Azerbaijan itself.[...]

The “interplay between personnel changes and [Radio Azadliq’s] narratives” in terms of content has raised “important questions about its independence and impartiality,” Mukhtarli said.[...]

Investigative journalist Mukhtarli backed this call, saying that RFE/RL should clarify whether personnel changes had been a “consequence of the Azerbaijani Service’s efforts to align relations with the government”. RFE/RL said it “makes operational decisions based on a strategic plan, and is guided by how to best reach our audiences with uncensored news.”

Leopards, Faces, Etc

7 Sep 23

[fullofmuses]

Hey everyone, the name is 𝘿𝙀𝘾𝙊, he/him, and 28 years-old. I run on Pacific Time (PT) where I happen to be online for vast majority of the day. Definitely way more reachable on discord for chatting & roleplaying purposes. Writing has been an integral part of my life now and it's continued to grow and evolve with time. In between a very busy schedule where I work full-time of roughly 40-50 hours on any given week. My job is flexible and allows me time to be responsive throughout the day, hence why I don't foresee anything stopping our time from writing. Should anything defer me from being active on here for a few days or weeks, any emergencies that would see my time decline, I promise to always be responsive and make sure that whoever I'm writing with is kept in the loop. More about me, I love zodiac signs and conversing about them (ask me about mine), love talking about traveling and nature, goals as writers that we want to accomplish and love films / television. Overall, I'd say that I'm a writer that isn't all about just writing, ooc chat and swapping memes is something I also enjoy doing!

one. The writers that I'm hoping to engage with should be 20+, just for my own comfort based on previous experiences.

two. Male roles are the only roles that I will be playing, preferably roles that aren't a teenager or child.

three. A huge fan of mature / dark storylines as we progress into some unorthodox themes that others might be afraid to play. No children or abuse to any sort of a animal, but open to hearing out what anyone is comfortable with as long as it's consensual for both.

four. Themes and genres that I find myself drawn to happen to be : 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞, 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐲, 𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐥, 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐞, 𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐞, 𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐞, 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐥, 𝐬𝐜𝐢-𝐟𝐢, 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐲/𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐚𝐥, 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐜 (𝐃𝐂/𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐥), 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬 / 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧. If there are any other storylines or themes that you might want to try out, feel free to let me know as I usually keep an open-mind to anything worth writing.

five. Intimacy & smut are themes that I do write, however, I understand that many don't feel comfortable with so I can also fade to black if that's what you're comfortable. Ship storylines are highly coveted and intriguing as long as we don't make it a perfect fairytale.

six. No godmoding by any means necessary.

seven. Be respectful, this is just a roleplay site where I'm giving my time to you guys … please do not expect me to revolve around your world. I've had this encounter with many writers on tumblr before and it's unfortunate how some use this platform as a means to truly be cruel and weird. Treat me as if you'd be treating someone in RL and not on the internet, do that and we'll have no problem getting along.

eight. Banned face-claims or faces I just don't want to interact with / or use: Johnny Depp, Sydney Sweeney, Jenna Ortega, Barry Keoghan, Timothee Chalamet, Halle Bailey, Justin Bieber, the Sprouse twins, anyone that is deceased.

/ - If you have any other questions, feel free to ask away. I do try to answer all of my messages or asks, but definitely let me know so we can begin writing incredible stories.