#RP: The War is On Us

[the-darker-path]

It was rather surreal to see Taylor's face, to hear her voice, while he was here in his childhood room. Malfoy Manor had always been a cold place--he really was beginning to suspect it of carrying multiple ancestral curses--but before last year, Draco had considered that to be a matter of austerity.

After Riddle took residence, its harsh reality was far more clear. But Taylor seemed to be a natural force against the monster, her presence as warming just by magical communication as it was in person.

Her question of aesthetics made Draco scoff. "While yes, the attire style is very distinctly familial, no, I would never look right in bright colors. When it comes to red hues, I may manage your jewel and berry tones, but you Gryffindors....your crimson is quite something else. It suits your dark skin and hair, certainly."

Everything suited her. Draco could not understand how anyone in the world considered it less attractive to be darker, because Taylor was the most breathtaking creature he had ever seen. Those curls.

He winced a little at the valid counter point, wincing and laughing a little. "...okay, perhaps Severus has been indulgent with me," Draco allowed. "Maybe I can address that with him....I mean, it might be too obvious if things changed drastically, but at the very least he doesn't need to be a twat."

Taylor mentioning Sirius reminded him of his cousin's plight, sobering Draco again. "Fair....I wonder." Draco frowned, mind racing. "I wonder if there's any feasible way of my visiting. Though I guess he's not without family, you do have Tonks." Draco smiled ruefully. "I saw your face just then, but if I'm honest, it's more bearable having that toad bitch simpering thinking I'm on her side than it is tip-toeing around him. I guess it's trading one type of cage for another. Merlin, I can't wait to see you again."

Gods, but her laughter was beautiful. Even when it was a bit sarcastic, it was such a lovely, musical sound….Draco felt a longing to hear her laugh every day of his life, to make sure that she did, and…even more strangely, it didn’t seem too intense or alarming to feel that way.

All my love, indeed.

“Yes, he finds them regal,” Draco replied, laughing. “But if I’m honest with you, I’m nearly certain that it’s–well, not to get far too analytical with you, but I must.” He nestled into his bed on his own side, propping the mirror up to continue talking to her without discomforting his arm. “My grandfather Abraxas kept them too, and I’d assume he inherited it from his father. I can’t help assuming that Father just…didn’t break his bonds, deviate from expectation and ‘duty,’ as I have, so things like all black clothes and long hair and peacock-keeping is just the Malfoy patriarch image he knows to uphold, you know?”

Draco wondered if Narcissa was going to be sad, when all of this ended, and he did not keep to the Manor. He could stomach saying no to Lucius’ face, but would it grieve her? Or would she agree with him? Would seeing Voldemort defeated finally let her relax and agree that the darkness in the Manor had lasted far too long?

“As for swans, though,” he added, laughing, “I have heard that. Don’t they actually have teeth inside of those monstrous beaks?”

Taylor had a point about Severus’ potential to save him, but he still laughed at her actual words. “’Might’ not like the terrifying American who is the size of a doll and yet somehow packs both literal and verbal punches brutal enough to land him on his arse? My my, I can’t imagine why he would be.” Draco grinned. “And I’m not his favorite, I’m his godson, he feels responsible.”

His smile softened. “Would you come back early to be with me? We can plan lessons. Won’t even get frisky, I promise.”

[sea-buns]

From an outsider’s perspective “He’s my freaking best friend” was the funniest, most insanely untrue statement that Colin could have possibly made about his relationship to Raphaniel. But Lou going “Deli, crushed, is going to avert his eyes...” had me immediately sobering. Of course it’s gonna look like such a blatant lie to us, as we’ve had a front row seat to Raphaniel’s unhinged bullshit this entire time. But Deli is seeing them both for the first time in five years. He didn’t even notice Colin was present until he was literally crawling on top of him to get by. 

And though he’s seen some pieces of Raphaniel being senile as he runs butt-ass naked into a crater, Deli didn’t even consider doubting Colin for a second. There’s just something that’s so bare about these two. They’re the only ones that didn’t build their characters to lie, but even still, the other three make insight checks on everyone else constantly. The other three have a much longer history with each other than Colin and Deli ever did. And yet neither of them have ever questioned the honesty of the other, always taking every word at face value.

It’s true that they’ve never had a reason to lie. But you would think that when your ex-best friend that you parted with on bad terms and haven’t seen in ages says quite passionately that his new best friend is the soggy old man collecting people’s heads, that you would have some level of doubt. Hell, even if Raphaniel was normal or if it was any other person, wouldn’t you still be holding out? Searching for the faintest glimmer that you’re missed?

The way they just trust each other. The way Deli was the only person Colin ever told about his past, despite them parting on hostile terms. The way they watch each other in battle. The way they both immediately wanna stop and talk to each other. The way they care.

[chosesun]

IF THERE'S A [ BRIGHT CENTER ] TO THE UNIVERSE - - - YOU'RE ON THE PLANET THAT IT'S FARTHEST FROM.

an independent & selective portrayal of 𝐋𝐔𝐊𝐄 𝐒𝐊𝐘𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐊𝐄𝐑. written & loved by Shane. originally founded on jedishope- established in 2019 and brought back to life in 2024. this portrayal is canon divergent and doesn't follow the TLJ storyline. original trilogy & headcanon adaptation only. minors & personals do not interact. writer is over the age of 21.

[scuffedclang]

GW2 ROLEPLAYERS

So. I've had this idea reserved for some time, now I finally have the drive and time to pull it off.

Y'know how the GW2 world/public RP scene is kinda well, barely existent? I have an idea that may resurrect it in some way.

This will be for US servers!

HERE WE ARE! This is my WORLD RP RESURRECTION PROJECT!

The idea is to basically make whole cities or areas the " RP event" for quite a few hours, so it's a faux event with no set premise and is only really there to drag people to the area.

World sharding kinda broke random walk up RP for the most part, buuut what if there was some type of anchor point for a single shard?

I plan on being that anchor point, I'm going to select two days of the week and for about 5 hours a night/afternoon set up a squad for people to jump in and jump out of if they want, but at least everyone will be in the same shard. I will probably rotate through cities, meaning a different one each day, people can set up their own events or businesses for these days to make these places feel a lot more lived in, I would appreciate anyone reaching out to me if they are interested in doing such, a lot of coordination is going to help this kind of project in the long run. This will of course be headed by the efforts of a fairly small guild, any help will be extremely appreciated. We are currently deciding on what days this whole thing will be, might make a poll for it if people like this idea enough. My contact information on discord is: clang Or if you want to find me on GW2 it's: CLANG.2715 Likewise with the poll, I might post a more detailed plan of everything soon.

[musee-de-muse]

The Sightless Eye

DWC November 2024

Day 3: Morose/Strength

OC: Cassiopia Dawnbrook, Quel'dorei

((Cassie has lived in my head a long time, doing mage stuff in Dalaran - the 'forever student', hungry for ever-more knowledge. TWW has changed that, and I've put off writing about her anger and confusion in the days after the fall of Dalaran for long enough!))

@daily-writing-challenge

Was this what the fall of Quel'thalas had been like?

Cassiopia had been in Dalaran even then – spared the horrors of that fateful day, the sight of her people's blood running red in the streets, the shambling corpses ravaging the delicate beauty of her beloved homeland - and there had always been a part of her that had felt... guilty. Less than. She should have been there to help with whatever spells she'd have had at the time.

She should have been there - if only to suffer alongside everyone else.

But she knew, now, with Dalaran crumbled into little more than inert dust lost to the tides... it wouldn't have mattered. She wouldn't have been able to help. Nothing would be different, now, if she'd been there when it had all came tumbling down.

Cassie knew, because it hadn't mattered in Dalaran, either. The memories dogged her every footstep.

She'd known the instant that Dalaran's inherent arcane flow was disrupted... every enchanted item in the room falling dead, her light blue eyes going wide with the instantaneous knowledge that nothing that could alter Dalaran's inherent arcane flow like this could be easily dealt with. Dalaran's arcane flow – it's... what, lifeblood? Life force, in a sense – that which held the city together, and floating... the very essence of Dalaran was... leaking? No... being hungrily siphoned. It was a different sensation than the magic spent to move the city; there is a difference between a blood-letting, and a gushing wound, after all.

She had burst forth, staff in hand, robe swirling around her legs – blonde hair piled atop her head bouncing with the rush of movement - confident that it was a threat that Dalaran could handle, as the people of this grand city had so many times before – and had been faced with spiders bigger than the buildings around her.

The thing was... for all the power within her, for all her years and years of study? Knowing how to cast a fireball, or an ice lance? Those things were different than the visceral reality of combat – she enjoyed her scholarly pursuits – the unending journey for ever more knowledge. Being up to her eyeballs in tomes, the scratching of quills, the unearthing of knowledge that tested both her mind and the magic her little body had always buzzed with too much of.

And now that was an issue as well – not only had she lost her home of many years, many friends, a way of life, and so on... she'd always had an issue with her own flow of magic. It meant she was powerful, but it was a deadly sort of boon; it was more of a curse than a blessing, to be constantly on the edge of... overloading with magic, to put it simply. The arcane power building within her painfully, practically leaking out of her, she'd had help in Dalaran... and ways in which to constantly bleed that magic off. Whether it was in aid of another in the city, or simply dumping power into a myriad of enchanted objects to animate them, or crafting magic items, or her work in inscription... channeling magic into the written word – there had never been a shortage of ways to burn off her magic, and there had always been a scholar, or master of the magical around to ask for assistance or advice about the situation.

It still clung to her - that sorrow and anger and helplessness - all these weeks later, and Cassiopia kept finding herself at the shore, staring up at the one, broken tower left of her once-grandiose-home, the tightness in her chest threatening to choke her... and the magic within her close to the boiling point.

So she let it out – the arcane explosion loosed on a cry both mournful, and furious – the energy erupting in a wide, violet circle around her. Seagulls dropped dead, crabs lay still in the sand, and even the flora seemed too cowed to stand back up – the very waves, themselves, pushed back for an instant with the magnitude of the power released... but it was impotent, all the same. The Elf could not change what happened. She could not turn back time – at least not to that degree – nor could she wrap her pale, manicured little fingers around the throat of the vile creature that had done this to her beloved home.

She would never see the Violet Citadel ever again.

All that knowledge. All Dalaran had stood for. All the ancient, powerful artifacts. Even the dangerous criminals of the Violet Hold could be wandering these isles, or causing havoc elsewhere on Azeroth, now. There was no going home – not to Dalaran, anyways – and perhaps there would be those who scoffed, and pointed her back to Quel'thalas, and she did love her homeland. But Dalaran had been as much home – and at times more like home – than Quel'thalas. She'd loved the variety of the city's denizens, and how they'd all come together... who cared if you were a Gnome, Elf, Human, or Orc? Knowledge was a great uniter of peoples – and all the city had held, all it had stood for, all it meant to every person who had lived there?

Gone in an instant.

But the Sin'dorei had risen from the ashes, when all hope had seemed lost; even now, they still swept away the signs of Arthas' devastation – grimly determined to reclaim hearth and home - and peace of mind - in their own homes. The Kirin Tor could, too. The peoples of Dalaran – be they scholar, baker, or belly-dwelling rogue – would not be scattered to the winds, cowed by the unknown.

They were seekers of knowledge, after all – and they might mourn the history and homes lost, but they would uncover the truth, and make that creature pay for what it had taken from the world... or they would gladly die trying.

It was time, perhaps, for the practical application of all those years of study – and a special, concerted effort in an altogether new study: that of the most effective way to crush a spider as big as an elekk.

[bigsnaff]

AN ODE TO MY MONSTERS

[suns-sand]

THIEF!

MONGREL!

YOU STOLE SOMETHING OF MINE!

GIVE

IT

BACK!

Oh boy. Given her career choice, it's a shock that it's taken this long for an angry god to come her way. She's been expecting something like this for some time now.

"How does it just keep coming back to this." Riley thinks, out loud. She taps the statue. You spend a week in Greece, come back to post, and suddenly a sun god is yelling at you.

"Y'know, Technically, I wasn't the original thief. I stole it from someone else." Some rich guy who took it from its original tomb. This whole mess had been going on for enough time that she had forgotten her original orders for that job. The girl sets the statue off to the side, still within her reach. Just in case.

"I am not afraid of you. I have seen gods and monsters, I have seen creatures even the most disturbed mind couldn't dream up. You do not fill me with fear and cannot intimidate me." She straightens her back, putting herself in front of the statue. "If you want it back, you have to get through me." She's never been afraid of (nor liked) the sun. She does her job in the night, under the safety of the moon. Riley Koening will not be intimidated by The God of The Sun.

[rphunter]

howdy! my name is sara (twenty-two, she/her) and currently im looking for some new roleplays! currently i am looking for a the last of us, red dead redemption (one and/or two), game of thrones, or star wars roleplay! my typical word count per character reply is three hundred to even a thousand words! typically i write oc x canon character, and i am also down to double up! if you're interested, please feel free to message me or like this post! my discord is also p.amidala (:

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[lightwxlkr]

"The sun is frozen ; the world has lost its light"

an independent and private portrayal of a Star Wars original character. heavily prequel based with multiple crossover verses. dark/mature themes present. read carrd before interacting.

[1ore]

giuuuiiggghhhn. Firstborn Dagonet. Dags. Hair and coat modeled vaguely after genus Castilleja.

we’ve been sending blighted Trahearne on the run from the authorities on a journey of self-discovery, which has been causing problems for most people in general, but particularly for Siren’s Landing. Trahearne makes a covert/reluctant return to Orr during an effort to clean up Balthazar and Kralkatorrik’s mess, and absolutely gooses it in front of everyone. now they know Mordremoth is still alive and still skulking around in the body of The Disgraced Pact Marshal Trahearne and that he’s also here, for some reason.

But more importantly he gooses it in front of his brother, who just kind of gets to live with the knowledge that he’s still alive, now.

[kemendin]

So while I’m not as insanely feral about into the Imperial Agent storyline/OC creation as many of my fellow SWTOR players, I’m adjacent enough to many of you IA-lovers to enjoy the plethora of Cipher OCs I see here on tumblr. And one thing I’ve noticed - at least as far as my travels have taken me - is that while a lot of Ciphers have different number designations from the canon Nine, I haven’t yet seen a repeat number, which is kind of cool!

So, indulge me, because I’m curious - reblog and put in the tags if you use the canon Cipher Nine as an agent designation, or if not, what number(s) you do use for your OC(s) (and why, if you have a specific reason for your choices)!

[the-darker-path]

War is On Us // Closed RP cont.

continuation from here with @fidelixcorde

"I'll be crossing my fingers on that," Draco murmured. Drowsiness was seeping over him, and he knew that was credit to having one ounce of peace and happiness here--her. "Update me as you can," Draco requested softly. "....and let's just stay here for now? Fall asleep together."

It was the best rest he got all Christmas.

(~)

He mentioned the idea of returning early at breakfast, frankly impressing himself with how casually he managed it; it really did sound like he was thinking about seeing his Prefect badge one day be a Head Boy one, and his imminent O.W.L.s, with no thought of fleeing from the chilly silence here.

Lucius merely tensely said they'd consider it, because he was no longer master of his house, and it was not up to him if anyone left. Narcissa smiled, strained, and said that she was so proud of him for taking his studies so seriously, and they'd see. He wondered if she'd have to shove Lucius to get the balls to ask Riddle.

It was a good thing the days following Christmas were typically quiet, allowing him to return to his room. Draco saw the green flame as soon as he entered, and he rushed to pluck the floating scrap of paper, reading it and then immediately tossing it back into the now-regular fire to destroy it. Thank Merlin they'd been practicing glamours. He prepared one at once on a ring, then pocketed it to go downstairs to ask if he could meet Pansy for tea.

At least that, Riddle didn't care about. And no one was about to waste effort checking with the Parkinsons that Pansy was in fact there or not. Draco donned his cloak and left for central London, putting on the ring as soon as he was sure he wasn't followed. He was daker-skinned, black-haired now, with only his grey eyes unchanged.

He reached St. Mungo's quickly, using the visitor's entrance, and he got as far as the general waiting room before hesitating, unsure of where Taylor would be. There was a floor for the Mind Healers, but she'd just said she'd had a nightmare, not that she was here because of it. Fear tugged his heart--was Sirius hurt? Or one of the others?

[canonrpfinder]

✨✨ hey there! 18+ writers only please. i'm looking for someone who'd be willing to write canon female characters! mainly, i'm looking for someone to write / plot or headcanon around some canon characters with, with some of my favorites specified below.

i’ve got more than a few characters i’d looove to write opposite, of course —— these are just a few:

dc

talia al ghul, donna troy, cheshire / jade nguyen, artemis crock (young justice), black canary, zatanna, yara flor, lois lane, huntress / helena bertinelli, carol ferris, jessica cruz, catwoman / selina kyle (comics or zoe kravitz), wonder woman, ravager / rose wilson, starfire / koriand’r, lilith clay, dawn granger (titans tv), mera, punchline, poison ivy, hawkgirl, lady shiva, supergirl, sofia falcone (reevesverse), arrowverse girls (sara lance, laurel lance, thea queen, iris west, dinah drake, mia smoak), etc.

marvel

elektra, emma frost, jean grey, psylocke, rogue, susan storm, kate bishop, felicia hardy, wanda maximoff, carol danvers, mary jane watson, gwen stacy, hope van dyne, claire temple, agatha harkness, gamora, etc

a song of ice and fire (game of thrones / house of the dragon)

cersei lannister, daenerys targaryen, margaery tyrell, melisandre, alicent hightower, rhaenyra targaryen, alys rivers

star wars

rey or leia

video games

ashe or kiriko (overwatch) / tifa, aerith, or jessie (final fantasy 7) / ellie williams (the last of us, part 2) / max caulfield, chloe price, juliet watson (life is strange)

disney

jasmine (aladdin), colette (ratatouille), cinderella, helen parr, tinker bell, kim posible or shego, elsa, alex russo, teddy duncan

other

starlight (the boys) / gwen tennyson (ben 10, alien force version only) / daphne blake (scooby-doo) / heather, gwen, courtney (total drama) / betty cooper (riverdale) / yennefer (the witcher show) / jessica rabbit (who framed roger rabbit?), etc.

these are just a few of the characters i’m looking for tbh, or the main ones at least. there’s quite a lot that i’d love, tbh.

as for who i'd play, i'm fine with most anyone, be it canons or crossovers or whatever. it depends on the pairing or plot, we can talk about it!

i'm fine with most themes and plots, and definitely most pairings. no real limits!

if any of this interests, like this and i‘ll message you! i mainly write through discord.

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[prpfz]

✨✨ hey there! 18+ writers only please. i'm looking for someone who'd be willing to write canon female characters! mainly, i'm looking for someone to write / plot or headcanon around some canon characters with, with some of my favorites specified below.

i’ve got more than a few characters i’d looove to write opposite, of course —— these are just a few:

dc

talia al ghul, donna troy, cheshire / jade nguyen, artemis crock (young justice), black canary, zatanna, yara flor, lois lane, huntress / helena bertinelli, carol ferris, jessica cruz, catwoman / selina kyle (comics or zoe kravitz), wonder woman, ravager / rose wilson, starfire / koriand’r, lilith clay, dawn granger (titans tv), mera, punchline, poison ivy, hawkgirl, lady shiva, supergirl, sofia falcone (reevesverse), arrowverse girls (sara lance, laurel lance, thea queen, iris west, dinah drake, mia smoak), etc.

marvel

elektra, emma frost, jean grey, psylocke, rogue, susan storm, kate bishop, felicia hardy, wanda maximoff, carol danvers, mary jane watson, gwen stacy, hope van dyne, claire temple, agatha harkness, gamora, etc

a song of ice and fire (game of thrones / house of the dragon)

cersei lannister, daenerys targaryen, margaery tyrell, melisandre, alicent hightower, rhaenyra targaryen, alys rivers

star wars

rey or leia

video games

ashe or kiriko (overwatch) / tifa, aerith, or jessie (final fantasy 7) / ellie williams (the last of us, part 2) / max caulfield, chloe price, juliet watson (life is strange)

disney

jasmine (aladdin), colette (ratatouille), cinderella, helen parr, tinker bell, kim posible or shego, elsa, alex russo, teddy duncan

other

starlight (the boys) / gwen tennyson (ben 10, alien force version only) / daphne blake (scooby-doo) / heather, gwen, courtney (total drama) / betty cooper (riverdale) / yennefer (the witcher show) / jessica rabbit (who framed roger rabbit?), etc.

these are just a few of the characters i’m looking for tbh, or the main ones at least. there’s quite a lot that i’d love, tbh.

as for who i'd play, i'm fine with most anyone, be it canons or crossovers or whatever. it depends on the pairing or plot, we can talk about it!

i'm fine with most themes and plots, and definitely most pairings. no real limits!

if any of this interests, like this and i‘ll message you! i mainly write through discord.

like or dm

[fairwish]

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[aviiatrix]

❝ aviatrixes had to be daring, maybe even a bit reckless. ❞

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