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[rcsplendent]

❝ will i be known and loved ? little closer, close enough. ❞

☼☾  (  joe  keery  ,  27  ,  he/him  ,  cis  man  ,  3rd  youngest  windsor  )  -  have  you  seen  credence  windsor?  we’ve  heard  through  the  grapevine  that  they’re  charming  but  also  impetuous.  when  you  think  of  them  ,  you  think  of  crisp  linen  sleeves  rolled  up  to  his  elbows,  a  wolfish  grin,  and  jokes  always  taken  a  bit  too  far.

parallels : steve harrington ( stranger things ), nick miller ( new girl ), eleanor ( the good place ), peter b. parker ( into the spiderverse )

BASIC INFO

FULL NAME: credence blakely windsor

AGE: twenty-seven

GENDER: cis male

PRONOUNS: he/him

ORIENTATION: what most people would call "aggressively bisexual," but he would call "generally unconcerned"

LANGUAGE(S) SPOKEN: fluently — english, french; minimal, due to laziness — spanish, german, italian

ACCENT: english

LABEL: the petulant; someone who is stubborn and brash, like a child.

APPEARANCE & PERSONALITY

FACE CLAIM: joe keery

HEIGHT: five feet, eleven inches

HAIR COLOUR: dark brown

EYE COLOUR: hazel

USUAL EXPRESSION: slightly smug, like he knows something you don’t

POSITIVE TRAITS: intelligent, outspoken, charming, thrill-seeking, articulate, witty, humorous, headstrong

NEGATIVE TRAITS: erratic, unpredictable, ostentatious, crude, vulgar, disrespectful to authority, unwilling to comply with most rules, lazy

FAMILY

FATHER: unnamed, deceased

MOTHER: queen dowager

SIBLING(S): king rhysand, queen defne ( sister-in-law ), 4 other siblings

THINGS TO KNOW

credence has an intense case of "middle child syndrome," in which he's not quite the youngest or the oldest and never really excelled in anything as a child, so he ... how to say it ... acted out quite a bit as a child ( and now, as an adult ).

when his brother took the throne, credence essentially gave up on trying too hard - his logic is, why keep up the royal act if he'll never end up as king ? he never wanted to be, anyways, so in his eyes, he's home-free for the rest of his life and he can do whatever he wants

he's very disillusioned by royal life and, because of that, has dedicated himself to being an absolute shit. he's constantly causing trouble and making his family look bad. ( and he'd never admit it, but it's not for no reason ... he's a little jealous, maybe, of his family who's able to get it right so easily; he feels like it's always been hard for him to follow all these rules and therefore, why even try? )

he's quite rude. like, not in a mean way, but he just doesn't care much for niceties. he's the kind of person to cuss profusely at a dinner table full of nobles and to laugh when everyone gasps.

despite being crude, he's a generally nice person, he swears! he just wants to have fun more than he wants to tend to his royal duties.

he is, aside from that, extremely intelligent, and has always done fine in his studies. he's particularly fond of reading and poetry; despite being quite crude in his everyday life, he's very articulate and has countless books of his own writing ( which he'd rather die than show anyone ).

he also loves archery, and horseback riding. he'll take any opportunity to go hunting.

he's a massive flirt. he's used to charming his way in and out of situations and getting what he wants !

he sleeps around a LOT. like, a LOT. it's egregious. and he's not ashamed of it either.

he's a deeply insecure person and lashes out when he feels like he's being threatened or questioned, even when he's not.

[benevolenterrancy]

Swords pining for each other's cultivator is my new favorite type of pining. Love your NieYao content! <3

I don't suppose we could get Baxia or Hensheng throwing a tantrum while Jin Guangyao / Nie Mingjue are away, leaving their owners to deal with the embarrassing aftermath?

Also, do you have any recs you'd recommend with these two?

this is the exact moment Nie Huaisang realised he was going to have to start meddling in his big brother's love life (con't: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5)

Hensheng, on the other hand, doesn't throw tantrums but WILL sulk...

[writeouswriter]

*banging fists on table* more mentally ill characters in stories that aren't just about them being mentally ill! More mentally ill characters in sci-fi, in fantasy, in romance and fun and high stakes situations and everything in between, as the heroes, as complex individuals, multifaceted and treated with respect, not having their needs and differences ignored or skirted around but, again, not having them be their only trait or plot point/entire premise! Please, I'm begging, on my hands and knees, there's a place for these topics and characters in realistic, reflective and literary fiction, yeah, but there's also a place in those magical, mystical, action packed, mysterious and alien worlds, give them to ME

[diwatafms]

LOCATION: atlas tap house FOR: everyone @helltownhqstarters

it was a thursday night, diwata knew they've got things to take care of tomorrow but they aren't needed until the early evening. so she was by the bar, nursing her....third? fourth? mug of bavarian lager. she would do the drinking at home but she couldn't stand how quiet it gets sometimes, given she had been living by herself for the past couple of years now. she downs the rest of her drink and gestures the bartender for another when a familiar someone from distance catching their attention. “are you just gonna stand there for the whole time or are you going to join me?" diwata says without looking up, as she takes a sip of her drink.

[antoinettefms]

LOCATION: the jersey devil, hours after the chaos FOR: everyone @helltownhqstarters

"here, looks like you need it more than i do." there's really no solid news yet of what really had went down at the summer solstice, but it seemed enough for antoinette to conclude to herself that whatever may have happened, it was a sight nobody deserved to see. she knew that there was always something strange in this town, a place she grew up in, but as of late, the dancer knew it was more than just the feeling that engulfed this place. she moved close, cautiously to sit beside the other person. "anything i can do? keep the drinks coming, or something else? just tell me what you need, babe. i got you."

[forzaun]

like for an ask! specify, please, and feel free to request multiple!

[gravesung-moving]

mmmmm threads where chiaki's backed into a corner and uses her CT to force-puppeteer sorcerers or curses—

[sunset-fms]

LOCATION: summer solstice FOR: everyone @helltownhqstarters

"i apologize, my eyes were on the ground the entire time i--" sunset stops herself from eventually ending on a yap-fest in front of the person she accidentally just bumped into, hoping she hasn't spilled their food or drink, if they were holding any. the blonde tends to wander, not just in her head from time to time. she had been taking everything in around her, her surroundings, the music, the feeling of freedom, she wasn't used to it very much, still. "i'll, i'll get you whatever i've knocked out of your hands." sunset finally takes the moment to look at the other.

[stalkist]

open to: females. plot: inspired by the ' debt ' prompt from here. it says her dad owes money but it can be her mom / another family member / her husband or partner. connection: stranger, niece, estranged daughter, step - daughter, half / step - sister, colleague's daughter, daughter / wife of an old associate, and anything else welcome. please don't like this starter.

together, sat in the silence and seclusion of his home, the weight of a dubious contract hangs heavy in the evening air between them. “ don't look so nervous, doll, ” assures her with an amiable smile but there's devilry at play in the dark blue of his eyes as they etch from her head to toe and back up again. his pretty property until the debt has been settled — if roman ever permits that day to come, that is. “ this is your new life now, ” rubs large palm over her knee, “ the sooner you accept that, the easier it will be. ”

[reiketsui]

since i didn't get traumatized at doctor (can you believe its bare minimum thank you all again for the good vibes) i'm gonna destress tonight but i reeaally wanna write this weekend i got such good threads and asks to get to

[leylayilmz]

LOCATION: The streets of Briar Ridge, near Everything Goes WHEN: One weekday morning FOR: Anyone (but capping at 4 too)

If you knew Leyla, you knew driving a car wasn't exactly her forte.. let alone parallel parking. In fact, she was probably a hazard to the streets of Briar Ridge and yet somehow still held a license. Either way, it wasn't often that she was seen driving about the place but, today was pick up deliveries from the supplier day because all delivery trucks had been booked out. Upon her return, she figured there would be plenty of street parking, as per usual. Except on this one particular morning there was only one spot left. One spot wide enough that she wouldn't make an absolute fool of herself attempting to parallel park. "Okay, here we go.." just as she was about to pull in, the person in front of her reversed into the spot on such a whim, she felt like she had whiplash. Had she dreamt the spot existed? How did they do that so quickly? "What in the.." Mouth completely ajar, Leyla couldn't believe her own eyes. The space she had clearly put her blinker on for had been stolen from her.

After a solid minute of processing what had just happened, she pulls up beside the car only for the windows to be so dark, she couldn't see them. Feeling a swarm of rage infiltrate her very bones — road rage was already an issue for her — she decides to pull into the shared driveway nearby Everything Goes. She wouldn't be able to park there for much longer than ten minutes, if she was lucky. But it would have to do since fate would have it that she not only had to pick up her deliveries herself, but some 'asshole' had to steal her spot on a day where there was miraculously no parking in Briar Ridge. "I cannot fucking believe it. —Hey, you!" she calls out, practically hanging out the window in an attempt to spot the thief as they exited their car. "That was my spot, in case you were wondering!"

[raytm]

i'm finding it much easier to reply to plotted things and starters rn so if you write me a starter or send me a paragraph to work with ill absolutely reply im just low on brain power for writing prompts rn.

[doomedflare]

having a lot of fun at work today,

[bcdluckstumblcd]

"Boss, lunch delivery!" The man comes in carrying what could only be a bag of greasy take-out. "Toga picked your order, hope it's right. you're gonna hate it!" Kurogiri trusted him with the all-important task of making sure Shigaraki got something close to a meal today. "Can't destroy hero society on an empty stomach."

@rake-rake <3'd for a starter

[angelsdvsts]

im gonna nap… but anyone want more things ? 👀🤭

[bcnfire]

open to: anyone

location: the inkpot

These days, it felt as though very little in her life made sense. Admittedly, the freedom was nice - but was it enough to make up for everything else? Rapunzel wasn't entirely convinced that it was. Every day she seemed to ask herself the same questions; why was she here, how did she get here, where were the people she knew? Each, of course, remained unanswered, but she was trying to make the most of it. Making the most of it, in this context, had resulted in her picking up a job in a local tattoo shop - something else that was completely new, but it was working out well so far. It was where she found herself that afternoon, sitting behind the counter, sketchbook open in her lap as she focused on drawing - only pulled away when the door opened. When the bell over the door rang, she pushed her sketchpad aside, getting to her feet behind the reception counter with a small smile, "Hi, can I help you?"