#high society RP

[jane-lynndrake-t]

Well. I’ve read the obituary.

Good news: my plan for Drake industries worked.

Bad news: the people who were involved in the writing of my obituary are THE MOST PASSIVE AGGRESSIVE, BACKHANDED, COWARDLY, TWO FACED ASSHOLES.

Worse news: the nightmare I had about choking on blood and dying? Not a just a nightmare.

Worst news: I don’t remember the baby becoming a toddler, then a child, then a kid, then a teenager.

Best news: the me I don’t remember was hilarious.

Hold on I need to find a way to show you guys this thing. Hmm. Printing it out and sticking it into this journal might be a stretch… but the things I write with are normal pens and you can see them.

[asta-barnes-rogers]

slams sky over and over. it's the highest honor i can bestow

-@dead-in-the-pool

Ironically enough I never went to high school.

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Name of Roleplay: Spotlight

Link to Your Roleplay: https://spotlight-hq.tumblr.com/

Platform: mewe

General/Themed: ocrp, city au, high society

Literate/Semi-Lit/Mixed/Action?: literate

Age Limit: muns must be 19+ and muses 21+

Mature Content?: yes

Who you accept (All Asians, etc): all asian fcs from the asian entertainment industry

Description: SPOTLIGHT is a literate, city au revolving around the captivating world of high society. set within the opulent and fictitious city of new haven, this mewe-based, original character roleplay aims to delve deep into the lives of the wealthiest and most influential individuals.

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[ay-chuu]

Thank you, next? (Ex!)

Obey me boys (brothers + dateables <except simeon>) past lovers hcs and thoughts about why mc is different from them. <AKA why they fell for you> (By the way i didnt specify any gender in ex's because i talk about all genders!!) Mc is gn too!

(Warning: kinda suggestive. Talking about one night stands and pls, pls spare my grammer mistakes eng. Is not my first language 😔🤙🏾)

Notes: idk why but i couldn't write for my fav, simeon. Maybe i will add him to this post in future

Lucifer

I dont think his pride let him date someone ever. He stayed in the line of courting and flirting. Like really a lot. He just wanted to see if they were going to gain his affection or not. The persons im actually talking about is always... prideful like him. He never gave a chance to people like Diavolo. (So diavolo was his first in this category AHEM!) Loyals to noble, citizen to high society. It didnt matter to him. He flirted everyone who catched his attention (which is really hard...) and when it happened it just ended with some one night stands. He never felt love. He just liked them for fun, passion or just to... experience. Witches, sorcerers, demons, angels... it really didnt matter to him.

Personas like Mc was out of his lines naturally. His pride didnt even make him thought about it. But as his brothers started to be fond of you, he realised what he misses. The real sincerity he wants, the real experience he aches... that was the first realization of his love for you.

Mammon

He dated people that mostly like him. careless, luxury-loving, praise-loving and boastful... you know the starboys, stargirls, star people like 'amazing' as him. Models, actresses, actors, singers, idols... and even though he never dated a witch he had some one night stands. Sorry for bad example but until meeting mc, dating for him was like leanardo di'caprios love life 👋🏼😭 (HE DOESN'T HAVE THE AGE PROBLEM PLS)

The reason he fell hard was how he actually felt some really careness from mc unlike some fake praises or just you know... unnecessary exaggerated sentences. But with mc, he really felt like being listened. Being cared, being not put the role of some jerk.

Leviathan

None. Except you count his 3 months virtual lover lolol?? He was just jealous of his brothers and wanted to experience it but he just really felt like doing some lovers rp in that time. Even his brothers doesn't know this too.

Does he really have to explain? You always acted him nice. Never saw him as a key of something. You really loved to listen his yapping. And never judged him for a something that he actually screwed. Yoy accepted him as a friend, and he did too. But as some time passes... he realised he was in love with his true friend.

Satan

Dating? No. Courting? No. Flirting? For some fun and lust, yes. Just these. Except that he loved to be unique socialite. He loved to feel the 'i want to be with you' eyes on him. He never admits this too. But like a cat, he just loved to gain it. His social connections are everwhere so from witches to sorcerers, models to artists, lower demons to nobles he always got the attention he wanted. But like i said it was just some fun. A passion that lasts as long match. Thats all.

You accepted the challenge of peeling his barriers. And the first time you did... he was really angry. (The moment you declined his pact offer) he really didnt like to fail his achieves. But you didnt like it either. He loved that. But all aside, you found his existential crisis a solve. And you just did it because it became right to you. Not because you wanted to impress him... or lucifer. He felt this in his long life for first.

Asmodeus

... do you really need me to explain? All people. He tried every kind, sort, type, every! As long as he felt like a new kind of challenge, a new kind of lust and being worshiped. When i say everyone i mean it. From the devildom to human world. Even when he was an angel. He was just a bit more careful and less playful then.

Not being able to charm you? Challenge accepted. Being x2 times AND emotionally charmed by you? Take it back. TAKE IT BACK! He always loved to being attached not to attached to someone! But as he knows you more, he realize this is also a new kind of feeling! He always thought live long loves were going to make him so bored and prisoned at some point. And he was right about being prisoned. But did he care? Not anymore.

Beelzebub

Nahh even he did tried to date [he was just curious] it backfired. Whenever the person asked for some alone time or date he always declined because of some kind of planned event with his brothers. And with some time this caused the relationships end naturally. His family was always first for him.

And thats the reason. His family is always FIRST for him. And you, who saved his brother and made his family all happy and together again also were a family member. You were just new in it. You did what he couldnt. He was so grateful to have you... and his admiration for you turned to love. Because he realized how perfect you personality was. Because he realized how his family was healed with you.

Belphegor

He probably always made fun of this topic like an emo boy 🥲 whenever he felt some urges like lust he just had some one night stands. He was so focused on his self hatred side and that made him always look down on love.

And now he also hates about himself for this too. He always felt guilt how this way of thinking made him hurt you. How someone like you, just a human, free him from lucifer and... his own prison. He killed your trust. He literally strangled it with his hand. But still, you found a way to find a new trust again and show to him. He really believed he really didn't deserve you. And when he realized that, he knew what he was feeling.

Diavolo

He did it for learning duty. As the prince of devildom he must know how to court a lady, gentleman or anybody. So he really courted lots of person. He was really kind to them. Even though he was forced to do so with some of them (ahem politic reasons) he never dropped his perfect act. But problem was here. It was all act. He never felt like saying the things he actually said. Or when he spent the night away with them he always felt so weird after with it. Still knowing he was going to marry a demon someday and going to do that anyways, he did not think so much on it.

But never he did think he would fallen love with a human that he invited. At first he really tried to deny and reason himself. Like even though he did break all the 3 barriers and connected them, this didn't gave a permission to have you. Still, he didnt care. He always acted like a good prince and he still does. Doesn't he deserves some really sincerity. Doesn't he deserves your kind actions. Even if its a little bit, doesn't he deserves you?

Barbatos

This mf... bro is the kind of parent that did all kind of things but never let his son doing it. I mean it. When he was using his power freely he did lots of sins about love. Breaking hearts, seducing someone taken to have it himself, then leave them to start a new adventure... man was the owner of the song: heartless. But since he started to serve as diavolo's butler, he changed all of his personas about this. Even his one night stands was so rare. And he is acting like a such a parent about this too. Like when diavolo starts to say about his new courtship bro is yapping like "may i meet them first my lord?" . If there was a thing that didn't changed about him, this was how slowly he would give himself to someone.

And this happened with you too. When he sensed your interest, he hid himself pretty well. But the trouble was, Barbatos realized that your interest was more of a pure curiosity than the curiosity he had experienced in the past. In fact, many people had approached him like this in the past. The difference was that now he had really changed. Goodness, did many year let him forget what was exciting about this... but no. This was so much better. Because for a first time, he wanted to give in really. For a first time he wanted to last it long. Yes he changed a lot. And he wished he did it sooner.

Solomon

I do not think in game he had 700 wives and 300 concubine BUT i think he dated some people for benefits. Like more power, knowledge, etc. Also he had a loong life as human so im sure he had sone interests. But he never felt... the one for him. He just felt nice, giggly, also got the things he wanted. Thats all. "It was nice while it lasted" is the quote for him.

At first he was amused how every brother started to fall for you one by one. This got him curious. He actually thought you were like him and always found a way to charm someone to make them do the things you wanted. But he didn't expect you to be REALLY get attached to brothers because you love them. And it was this easy for you. He was all alone in his thoughts and goals almost in every inch of his life. But you came, didn't question him, just wanted to help him with his loneliness like you did the brothers. You didn't even asked more from him but he wanted to give you more. So he ofdered you to be his apprentice. For him, you were a diamond he had been searching in underground for decades.

[beatingheart-bride]

"Of course," Philippe replied without hesitation, turning to Susannah with a soft grin. "There's no one else I'd rather go with. If anything, thank you for coming with me: I'm honored to be the one to take you to your first ballet. I know that it doesn't sound like much, but I'm thankful to be able to share this part of my life with you."

He could see by her body language that Susannah was nervous to be in such an environment, likely feeling that she didn't belong there, but that couldn't be further from the truth. In that ornate blue dress with her hair done up in such a neat bun, she looked elegant and stunning in equal nature. She almost looked like a princess, like a true Cinderella herself: she truly had nothing to fear. No one would dare look down on her when she looked so elegant: if anything, she'd take their fellow audience members' breath away.

If only they could see her beauty when she wasn't dressed up to the nines....

@beatingheart-bride

Susannah was quivering as she and Philippe headed up to their box and took their seats: With the way she was trembling, one might think she was about to go onstage herself, suddenly seized by an intense care of stage fright...

...but why? She had nothing to be nervous about. No eyes were on her, as they climbed the stairs up into the box, a pair of plush, comfortable-looking chairs awaiting them, as well as two pairs of opera glasses. No one was paying any attention to the young couple preparing to watch the show, just like everyone else. To them, she and Philippe were just another pair of faces in the crowd.

And yet, Susannah still couldn't help but feel jittery for some reason, as she fidgeted with her program, trying not to crumple it in her hands. She couldn't help but wonder if it was because, dressed in her best friend's clothes, wearing her hair up and sitting beside a high-class man, about to watch a ballet, she felt like something of an imposter, as though she didn't belong here. Maybe she felt like someone would clock her as an imposter, clock her as being who she was-what she was-and throw a fit. It was an absurd fear and she knew it, but she couldn't help but feel it anyways.

Setting her jaw, she tried to furnky put the fear aside, not about to let it spoil her afternoon with her beloved. Setting her program on her knee, she instead found Philippe's hand again, squeezing it as the overture began, and whispering sweetly to him over the hum of the instruments beginning to warm, "Thank you again for this, Philippe-I...I think I'll have a wonderful time. E-E-Especially with you here with me."

She punctuated this with a little kiss to his cheek, making her blush like a schoolgirl as she turned her attention to the stage.

[harmonyloveangels1990]

Open Mind Control RP (Male, Female, or Futa only)

Orihime Kurosaki had been invited to go with her friends to go to this resort for a little girl time. Orihime didn't mind as she was looking forward to spending time with her friends. While her husband went to go with their son to go visit their friends in the Soul Society. Unaware though the whole thing was a trick.

Your muse, obsessed with the MILF since high school had been looking to get her all alone. Looking to use a special mind control spell on her. To not only have some fun with her, fuck her hard, but also knock her up. Without her having any idea that she got violated.

And so when she returns home, she'll carry your muse's child.

"Oh um hello there. Are you the one in charge? I'm Orihime. I was told my friends would be here and are the ones who set up the reservation?"

((Impregnation RP, have fun knocking her up without her knowing about it))

[writteninlunarlight-years]

Poet on the Broadcast

This is another one based on a song; it's a more sappier side of Alastor. It was also written for a close friend, @willowaudreykeyes. They gave me this bittersweet idea in an RP that we are working on. I hope you all enjoy it! Song: Rule#46 - Poet By Fish Inside a Bird Cage

TW: AFAB Reader, death, self sabotage, hallucinations, poor living experiences, violence, Hurt-> Comfort

Time was a cruel mistress indeed, an unrelenting thief that snatched away the very things we hold most dear. With every tick of the clock, she mercilessly stripped us of youth, laughter, and loved ones, leaving only echoes in her wake.

You were no exception. You bore witness to Alastor's fall—the haunting shadow of his demise forever etched in your memory. The freezing winds whipped through the snowy woods as you ran, your heart pounding in your chest like a drum. Hounds barked, their growls reverberating through the trees, a sinister chorus to the chaos all around you. Gunshots rang out like thunder, each a heavy reminder of the danger that lurked just behind you. Every breath felt like a precious treasure, stolen not just from you, but from the man you loved, who had been a light in your dreary life.

Time granted you fleeting moments of respite, allowing you to catch your breath as you evaded the hounds as your partner wished in his dying breaths. Yet, it also forced you to confront the harsh reality of survival, time and again brushing against death for the sins of your beloved. For the enemies he created and formed in the years he stood by your side.

You lived a modest life, flitting between the opulence of high society and the grit of the streets. Each day was a delicate dance, a balancing act between the world of privilege and the shadows of hardship. But with every birthday that passed, a bittersweet yearning filled your heart—a longing to reunite with Alastor. 

Then, just as that desire reached its peak, you closed your eyes letting time take you to the great unknown with the man you lost years ago. Except time no she is a cruel mistress indeed. You were awoken in a different body, younger, in a time that felt both foreign and familiar.

How cruel is time, to gift you this love only to rip it from your grasp again and again? How many lifetimes must you endure, each one marked by the haunting memory of him, always just out of reach?

In this second life, you became a PhD student, a mind lost in the pursuit of knowledge, but also a vigilante in the shadows of the city, fighting for those who had no voice. Yet, the memory of your beloved Alastor lingered, a ghostly echo of a man who was both psychotic and completely yours. 

As the years drifted by in this new existence, the lines between memory and imagination began to blur. Why had you been granted this second chance? Was it a blessing or a cruel curse? Was the vision of Alastor beside you, whispered in the dark, merely a figment of a child’s imagination, a way to escape the unrelenting horrors of your reality? 

As your birthday came and went once more, a darker fate awaited you. You found yourself thrust into a hellish red landscape, a cruel irony considering you had committed no sins. Roaming the streets of this infernal realm, you quickly adapted, your years spent fighting alongside Alastor sharpening your instincts, allowing you to rise swiftly within the ranks of hell.

Then, four years into your torment, you heard a broadcast that sent shivers down your spine. The Vee's were in an uproar, and you felt an inexplicable pull to the source of their distress. You tuned in, and the voice that emerged from the static struck a chord deep within you. It was a voice you had longed for, a melodic tune you remembered all too well—a voice that transported you back two lifetimes ago, when you would sit by the window at dusk, eagerly awaiting his return.

Could it be? That past life, once dismissed as mere fantasy, began to feel so so close to real. The stories he spun during that late-night special were ones only you knew the other half of, secrets woven into the fabric of your shared existence that you feared were long forgotten to time.

With your heart racing, you began to search for him, following the trail of his voice to a hotel for Hazbins seeking redemption. There, amid a myriad of misfits longing for a second chance, was a figure that made your heart leap—a deer demon who looked so painfully familiar yet foreign, a man shaped by the passage of time.

What is time, if not a relentless force that dulls the senses yet sharpens the soul? It is a cruel teacher, reminding us that every moment counts, that love, once lost, can sometimes be found again.

Driven by hope, you joined the redemption program, longing to get close to the man who resembled the Alastor of your memories. Days turned into weeks, weeks into months, and as a year slipped by, you found the courage to ask him the question that hung in the air like an unspoken promise.

“Are you Alastor, from New Orleans, 1920s, engaged to Y/N?” The question trembled on your lips, heavy with anticipation. You braced yourself for the lash out, for the fierce anger that had always danced in his eyes.

 It was the very fire that had once ignited your passion and fear alike. But instead of a storm, you were met with a soft, bewildered stare. The smile that tugged at his lips was both awe-inspiring and heart-wrenching.

“How do you know about Y/N? Answer wisely, or your screams will be broadcast next for all of hell to hear.” His voice was low, edged with disbelief, and for a moment, the deer demon seemed almost vulnerable—a rarity in any world you knew him in.

“I am Y/N…” Your voice quivered, a fragile thread of conviction woven with longing. You hoped he could see the truth in your eyes, but as his expression morphed from shock to confusion and then to a flicker of spite, you understood that time was still playing its cruel game.

“No, no, you aren’t! Otherwise, you would have found me ages ago!” He stalked over to you grabbing yout collar. He growled in frustration and his grip tightened around your throat, lifting you to eye level, his horns casting ominous shadows. “How dare you pretend to be her? Who told you about that part of my past? Who do you know?”

Steadying your breath, you summoned every cherished memory, every detail only you could recall. The words poured from your honey-coated lips like a sweet symphony, and as he slowly let you down, a fond smile broke across both your faces.

“Lastly, you thought it blasphemous that I would put ice, honey, and lemon in my tea when you made it for me, telling me I might as well not be drinking it anyway.” As you spoke, the memory unfolded like a picture book bare before you, and before you knew it, he had pulled you into a tight lasting embrace.

Was this it? Had time finally allowed you to win? Had you endured enough in this limbo of two unfair lives? This embrace realigned everything that had felt lost for so long, a warmth spreading through your very being.

“I waited for you! I waited for years—ninety long years, my dear!” His voice trembled with emotion as he produced a collection of scripts, each one a fragment of his past, a thread leading back to you. Stories from the early days to the most recent broadcasts, all crafted to help you find him.

“I’m sorry it took so long, Ali… I truly apologize. I would wait a million years to stand beside you. But I am not who I once was. I am broken, scared, and changed by the lives I’ve lived. Would you really want that beside you?” Insecurities threatened to seep into your resolve, but the deeper you delved into the truth of your rough pasts, the more you realized how time had shaped you both.

He looked at you, confusion etched on his face, and then he laughed—a sound free of static, pure and unfiltered. Gently, he pulled you closer, his sigh a whisper of shared pain and understanding.

“You are stronger than you know. When you’re ready to let that strength show, let me guide you. You have every right to be scared; I have walked those same shadowed paths myself. When you’re ready to let go, I will be right here. I will always wait for you.”

At his words, tears welled in your eyes, a torrent of emotions spilling forth. No matter the hardships time had imposed or the years spent apart, you recognized that this love spanned lifetimes—enduring, unwavering. If he was willing to wait for you, then you would fight for him, heart and soul, against the cruelty of time.

Thank you for the support, my Moons~

[a-fantastic-time]

Argonian Maid (Closed RP) @hellforestrp

It was not uncommon to see Argonian's in service roles. Whether it was as cooks, maids, grounds keeping. There was a scaled one somewhere within some sort of high society. Such one would be making her way to the queen's bed chamber at this very moment. Bringing in her dinner as the king had arranged a banquet for some foreign dignitaries. Rumors had started to circulate that the king had a mistress, and thus ordered his queen not to show up to these events any longer.

Kex knocked on the door and waited for a response, before opening it up and wheeling in the meal cart for her majesty. "Your highness, your dinner is prepared for you." Her voice much softer and sweeter than most of her kind, the busty maid smiled widely and tried to cheer up the older woman.

[rphunter]

Hello! 🐙

25 year old queer (He/They, PST) looking for a long-term +21 rp partner for semi-lit to lit 3rd person oc x oc storylines! M/m, m/nb preferred.

I've been writing for over ten years now with more ideas and OCs than I can fathom. LGBTQIA+ encouraged! I love collaborative storytelling with others, so let's gush about our characters over Discord with playlists and memes!

NSFW welcomed (60/40 plot to smut preferred) but not necessary for constructive writing. Potential for dark themes and extra spicy content- boundaries will be discussed privately.

I do not use Tupperbox, AI face claims/content, or IRL face claims.

-Would you want a monster to fall deeply in love with your human (or other monster) as two outcasts of society finding comfort in one another?

-Do you want a misunderstood Villain to compliment your equally misunderstood Hero?

-Does a tormented bodyguard unable to touch their boss but willing to kill anyone else who tries sound intriguing?

-Need something easy, like a slice of life between two unsuspecting souls that blossom into a sweet romance together?

-What about a high fantasy drama of magic, curses, and perilous journeys that bring our characters closer?

If any of that sounds intriguing, give this ask a like! Thank you for your time <3

,

[starboy-acer]

RIPTIDE SHIP NAMES THAT I USE!

Note: I don't ship Niklaus with any of them, but I really really like the names, so I keep them. if the ship name is pink then that means i actually ship it/love it amen (aka it prolly is a rarepair developed by a mutual that i fell in love with). some of these i may not ship and plenty of these can be taken as platonic only! these are just ship/duo names for characters (using & means i see it only as platonic/familial/a duo/trio name with no romance elements at all.

ALBATRIO

fish and chips: chip/gillion [otp]

navyseal: jay/gillion

mockingjay: chip/jay

poly pirates: chip/jay/gillon [otp pt 2]

CHIP

sailorsong/scarlet captains: chip/jazz

fools gold/bargaining chip: chip & niklaus

drunken sailors: chip/caspian

chiptune: chip/queen

stoneflame: chip/igneous

treble theft: chip/jazz/queen [liam someguy thank u for this]

JAY FERIN

women in STEM: jay/ensa

pistolwhip: jay/lizzie

sharpshooter: jay/kira

bloodshot: jay/anastasia

sheshells: jay/edyn

artemis anchor: jay/aslana

jay's harem/let's go lesbians: jay/her many girlfriends (ever changing, always evolving)

high noon: jay & ichabod

GILLION TIDESTRIDER

swordfish: gillion/caspian [only person other than chip i can see him w]

dealbreaker: gillion & niklaus

sea shanty: gillion/queen

the moist ones: gillion & felipe & goobleck

buddycops: DOPPLE Gillion & Kira [thank u mast]

MULTIPLE PC + NPC POLY

fish squared and chips/sea sharp: chip/gillion/caspian

manlet, manwhore, manslayer: chip & gillion & niklaus

deal with the devil: chip & jay & gillion & niklaus

bardic inspiration: chip/jay/gillion/queen

full ensemble: chip/jay/gillion/queen/jazz

NPC RIPTIDE PIRATES, GUEST PCS, MISC NPCS

watergun/writer's block: drey/finn

robopanda/cybershot: alphonze/gryffon

cattlepunk: drey/ichabod [I ADORE THEM. thank u liam someguy]

whitefeather/widow duo: ichabod/ella teach [LOML. made & rp'd this w jynx]

dead husband society: drey/ichabod/ella [u can literally only understand this if you’ve read The Cattlepunk Fic]

starshine: drey/ella [thank jrwi reset]

pearlescent: aslana/edyn [thanks to jynx for putting me on this]

lamprey: anastasia/aslana

meta duo: felipe & goobleck

sea serpent: price & edyn

sea witch: niklaus/edyn [hangout actor au put me on this...]

GRANDBERRYS + JAZZ

waning crescent: lizzie/ava [CANON. LOVE THEM.]

rose tides: lizzie/edyn

guns n roses: lizzie/jazz

singing the blues: jazz/caspian

jam session: jazz/queen

beatbox: jazz & la alma (shoutout hangout actor au rp)

soundwaves: caspian/queen

rosewater: lizzie/caspian [tbh... i love it]

polyberry: lizzie/caspian/john/rudith (all the grandberrys)

PLS MSG ME, REPLY, REBLOG, IDC TO TELL ME EITHER MORE SHIP NAMES FOR THESE SHIPS OR GIVE ME NEW ONES TO BE ADDED IF I LIKE THEM!!!! ill update this consistently!!!

[write-kin]

hunting gear.

duke met a bigger predator. and found a new meaning to the term 'trophy husband'.

behold: the only whumptober piece i actually got done. battled with this one through a nasty respiratory infection 😔

this is based on a... fairly long standing (huh) RP with a friend! duke, the redhead, is mine. maksim, the blonde, is theirs! with their permission, he's probably gonna show up in more places with duke. they make a very good antagonist duo.

for a little more context (because i am . big fan of these two). duke is a cannibal chef from the woods of the pacific northwest, and maksim is a hunter of the most dangerous game from the high society of russia. theyre hannigram coded but duke, the cannibal, is the will coded one.

they met after maksim kidnapped duke to hunt him for sport and they ended up bonding over mutual appreciation of dogs, the outdoors, and being better than everyone else. the relationship is making duke a better person (arguably) on account of the fact that maksim is probably the only person he's ever met who is worse than him.

[nighty-nightcore-rp]

Nightcore 🦇 (Info and Rules)

(art by @fanofflames)

Real Name: Hoshi Uchuu

Villain Name: Nightcore

Meta Ability—"Quirk": Bat

Age: 28

Height: 5'6"

Gender: Female

Supporter and member of the Meta Liberation Army

Background: Hoshi Uchuu dreamed of becoming a pro-hero ever since she could remember. While Hoshi passed both the written and physical exams for U.A. High, she mysteriously received a rejection letter from the school. Vowing not to be grounded by hero society, she turned to villainy, becoming Nightcore.

Ideals: Nightcore is a firm supporter of Destro's beliefs. She believes hero society has no right to suppress one's meta abilities. Quirk: Her quirk grants her the abilities of a bat. She can fly, use echolocation, and has night vision. She also can make high pitch squeaks, mostly used for echolocation. Her headset amplifies these noises, allowing for her to pinpoint far off enemies or deafen those around her. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------

👾 Rules:

No NSFW (some flirting is fine*)

No venting please!

Please be respectful

Admin uses 👾 for any OOC comments

*Admin is 25 and prefers to keep any asks and rps, PG-13 or under.

[casanovawrites]

rp sentence prompts from the society, season 1 — (part 2 of 2)

i sort of like losing track of time.

so, do you? have all you need?

i kind of think it’s actually kind of hopeful.

our parents are still alive. they’re just someplace else, and we have to figure out a way back to them.

there’s got to be a way to get back. doors work both ways.

i really feel like we’ve just been given some hope.

i miss my parents giving me a hard time.

what if there are wolves and bears in the woods?

i avoided you. i was caught up in being straight.

did you ever notice me before?

who died and left you in charge?

i told you, people are not fine. they might be quiet, but that’s not the same thing. they’re scared. and they’re angry.

i want to die. it’s okay. i won’t feel like this.

tell my parents i’m sorry.

i really thought i was gonna die.

you were always a terrible patient.

i’m stoic and tough.

last time you had a cold, you bitched so much you gave it to me.

who’s so angry that they’d try to kill people?

you guys left me in the dark forever.

i want someone else here. you’re creeping me out.

i am allowed to make a political statement. dissent isn’t a crime. 

coincidences happen.

how do you want to live? what about us?

there’s nothing in this place that i want.

you’re afraid of me. everyone’s always afraid of me.

does it make sense? or am i just doing something to do something?

can i sleep here?

you don’t look so impressed.

can we just, for a second, pretend i know what i’m doing?

what, you’re just done with her and onto me?

i thought i knew how i felt and what i wanted. but i didn’t. 

the idea of losing you… i didn’t think i could feel that way about anyone. 

i can’t stop thinking about you. so that’s what that was last night.

you look like shit, by the way.

i’m scared all the time.

i’ve done terrible things. 

this time is going to be different. you’re gonna be more careful.

since when are you superstitious? we can’t think like that right now. it’s a big world.

i am hopeful. but you haven’t seen what i’ve seen.

it’s weird that we never really knew each other in high school.

i’m the wrong person to fuck with, you know?

there aren’t a lot of people who would show up for me like that.

things are fine the way they are. why are you risking this now?

there’s a lot of big decisions i have to make. i don’t want people to think we’re making them together. i don’t want you to think we’re making them together. because they’re my decisions, and i have to make them alone.

just because you decided to show up doesn’t mean it’s a good time for me.

the world changed. it isn’t about what you want or what i want. 

i don’t trust myself to be with you the way i want to be with you.

who the fuck are you to decide what i’m good at?

sometimes i wonder if there’s another version of this world where we’re friends.

if i was home, i’d just get on a bus or a train and go. but there’s no way. there’s no way from here.

i just wanna die. i just wanted to be dead.

we had to forget everything we learned about what life owed us.

you’re right. i’m not in control.

what does it feel like to starve? it’s really slow and painful, isn’t it?

you would eat me? 

there’s not enough of us to eat. we’d buy ourselves maybe a month or two.

if we come back without an answer, people aren’t gonna wait around to starve. we’ll kill each other first for the food that’s there.

has anyone asked, ever, ‘are you okay with any of this?��

fuck off. i don’t need a nanny.

do people just come when you snap your fingers?

you don’t get to demand an audience with me. you’re lucky i showed up.

you’re half right about everything. you know that? and that’s worse than being wrong. that makes you dangerous.

i need power to get things done, but i hate it. and you will too.

i can decide what i think. but i can’t decide that i’m right.

we’re not gonna ask for power. we’re gonna take it.

are you a fucking hero? i don’t think so.

i never had any idea what i wanted to do.

maybe we’re being punished for what our parents did.

maybe we’re here, and there’s no there anymore.

it’s fucking terrifying. we’re just not saying the stuff out loud that we’re afraid of.

do you think we might actually be lucky?

what we have is built on trust, nothing else.

i’m willing to lose out every once in a while. it’s better than chaos.

what are you when you’re on your own, if you really think about it?

i’m sorry if i made you feel like i think less of you. 

you’re still warm, and i’m a little bit lonely. do you mind?

part of me just wishes we could stay out here in the woods. i don’t want so much noise.

no, fuck you. fuck you. i’m not afraid of you anymore.

i want to pull the strings a bit, that’s all.

it gets bad. but it’s not gonna get that bad.

i know what you’re thinking. ‘what am i doing, this isn’t me.’ but it is you. that’s how fast it happens.

[professor-amaryllis]

Hello there! My name is Professor Bellamy Amaryllis, though most people who know me call me Amy. My kid @eartheats encouraged me to make an account on here- I guess that's what all the cool kids are doing nowadays, haha!

I’m agender and intersex and use They/He pronouns- She for some specific people as well. I'm Polyam, as well, so no need to go telling my partner about seeing me out and about- I assure you she knows!

If you were a child or have been around children anytime in the last 7 years you might know me as the Wild Guy, from my TV show Professor Amaryllis’s Wild Days! While I've been off the air for a year or so it's bloomed in popularity even still- it's hard to go too far without someone knowing who I am, hah!

I'm a poison specialist (though I have an affinity for fairy types as well) and one of the overseeing professors at the Goldenrod Ecological Society, really just a fancy title for the person who makes sure all the science is ethical, reliable and well documented. It's a lot of admin and outreach work and while it keeps me busy it's quite fulfilling.

This is a personal account, so I’ll be talking more about my life than my job, so sorry if you’re looking for a blog of just pokemon facts, because this certainly is not it.

//This is a soft reset of amy- you may notice that a good 90% of post from 2023 have been deleted! I realized that my early rp was not in line with what i'm doing with amy going forward! most plots, major events, and interactions from that time have been Retconned or Rewritten!! if you have questions feel free to DM me!

Hello!!! My name is Rabbit and I’m an adult, so be warned that there may be suggestive themes at times on this blog! I also will be doing some high stakes stuff!

I don’t interact with sentient pokemon or eebie deebies with very few and select exceptions (if you arent sure, ask!), and I’m picky about players with legendaries as well, as I have a specific cannon I’m working with!! No magic anons, crossover blogs, crack rp, or dream mail, though some peliper mail sent to amy's GES location is acceptable (within reason!! no magic anon but item things ahaha)

Amy’s a flawed character so please keep in mind that not everything he says is the objective truth! He can be biased, emotional, unprofessional and he can and will lie, though he prefers to tell half truths and avoid topics first.

Amy has a very detailed past, and he has his secrets and motives!! there’s usually at least something going on under the surface hehe so I wish you luck in trying to puzzle this man out! This character is my own personal Pepe Sylvia red string board and I enjoy playing him that way :)

I hope we can have fun together, but please please please remember that there is a person behind this blog, be nice!! or at least just not incredibly hateful. some negative asks can be fun but think before you send things please.

[simshousewindsor]

HOUSE OF BOYKINS (2025)

His Royal Highness The Earl of Boykins (Baron Addie) and wife Her Royal Highness The Countess of Boykins; and son Eli of Boykins.

Princess Lara, younger sister of Katherine I, is Patron of the Windenburg Paralympic Association, GB Snowsport, Badminton Brindleton Bay, The Tennis & Rackets Association, and President of the Sport & Recreation Alliance. In 2021, she launched the Royal Fitness Initiative (RFI) to build prosperous and sustainable health and wellness paths that generate long-term value and increased productivity of Windenburg Simmers for years to come.

Her Royal Highness wed Anthony in 2022 and birthed Eli in 2024.

Anthony, the Earl of Boykins, is patron of the Royal Photographic Society (RPS). He is an avid photographer and art lover who, before marrying the princess, owned a high-end art studio in Easton. His patronage of the RPS highlights the positive impact of creativity and art on emotional well-being, especially for young sims and children.

[honeyedboneset]

one x one rp search

hello! i'm boneset (or bone). thanks for stopping by my super-specific search thread! if interested, please leave a reply or dm me! 

a bit about myself: 

she/her. 

Late twenties

EST.

Currently: full time employee & grad student

i have a dog and a cat named after science fiction horror icons. 

I’ve been writing/roleplaying in some shape or form for 12+ years. 

A bit about how i write: 

The shorter the post, the faster i can write (esp with my schedule). Usually 500-1k now a days, give or take a little. 

I prioritize gelling with my partner than any kind of like…idk, anything about the writing itself. 

I’m super flexible with post rate but i will yap at you. 

This is a hobby. This is meant to be fun. I would like to have fun. 

I am terminally unserious (by choice). Canon plotlines and timelines are suggestions. Idc. the world is our playground. 

I only ever double. So i play a cc and oc and you play a cc and oc. Or two ocs. Whatever it works out to be, you know? 

Love ooc chatting, sharing memes, head canons, all that stupid stuff. I love making friends. My two best friends i made through roleplaying and now they’ve been stuck with me for around a decade each. 

m/f is preferred for my pairing. I’ve been around long enough a lot of m// and f// dynamics gives me hives. I’m flexible though. 

hard limits: be 18+ (21+ preferred) | will not write with people who identify as male (he/him) | incest | fetish stuff | abo | pwp | pedophilia | furries/beastiality | explicitly written sexual assault | abusive relationship dynamics between main characters | heavy substance abuse | main settings being medical | most highschool settings/underage characters | genuine love triangles or infidelity between main characters 

Fandoms (canon x oc): 

Marvel cinematic universe: 

Looking for: matt murdock, sam wilson

Can play: nearly anyone? Most experience with peter (parker), tony, bucky, loki, namor.

My hero academia: 

Looking for: takami keigo

Can play: anyone. Most experience with: katsuki, hitoshi, denki

Jujutsu kaisen: 

Looking for: nanami kento

Can play: anyone (are you picking up a trend). Most experience with megumi, satoru, toji

The last of us: 

Looking for: Tommy, m!oc

Can play: joel, ellie, ocs, anything else just ask? 

some vibes: FIX IT JESUS, protecting family, human enemies, natural threats, antagonistic towns, lost in the wild, weird periods of domestic easiness followed by hurt/comfort hell​

The walking dead: 

Looking for: glenn rhee, daryl dixon.

Can play: daryl, rick, shane, negan, beta, and many more??

​some vibes: people who knew each other prior to the zombies meeting each other again after, dead rising vibes, traveling through the wilderness, overgrown and rundown towns and cities, towns that have gone mad, human enemies, natural threats, fluff, megamalls, amusement parks, adventure, horror, fluff, uneasiness in the calm, found family, hesitant allies

Red Dead Redemption: 

Looking for: charles

Can play: john, arthur

​some vibes: railroad turmoil, dutch has lots of plans (very little outcomes), high society meets the old west, running from the law, causing problems, adventures in the big city, trying to leave old lives behind, forbidden love, enemies to lovers

Fandoms (and fandom inspired): 

Cowboys:

Inspired by: red dead redemption, yellowstone (i guess? I’ve only seen tiktok thirst reels), man from snowy river, outerrange. 

Thoughts: i love cowboys in whatever era honestly. I think the dying days of the old west is super cool and i think the whole setting is fun even if it’s more contemporary. I would love to mix some cowboys with some southwest gothic vibes, even. I also loved that outerrange was cowboys + space. Idk, i think there’s a lot to be done there. I have a few ocs for this world depending on time range. 

Zombies: 

Inspired by: the last of us, deadrising, twd, resident evil, days gone, etc

Thoughts: i just like the end of the world. Don’t know what that says about me, but i do. I’ve got a couple ocs here also that are pretty flexible plot wise. I really liked the ridiculousness of dead rising, the scale of things like tlou, and how green and wild stuff is.