#mcrroleplay

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Welcome to my page!

Want to roleplay?

Just dm me, comment, or ask for my discord!

Roleplay Info!

Writing- I typically roleplay in third person, and I do like to be pretty detailed. But a roleplay isn’t something I’m going to pass up on.

Genres- Action, Au’s, Fantasy, Romance, Sci-fi, Supernatural, Slice of Life

Post Length and Frequency- I Aim for quality over quantity. While there are no strict limitations on post length, try to provide enough substance for others to respond and engage.

OOC (Out of Character) Interactions- Feel free to chat, share ideas, and build connections outside of the roleplay.

Plots- I do post pretty frequently on tumblr all my plots, so steal one! Or we can absolutely some up with one together!

18+- If you are a minor, please respect my decision to not engage in any roleplay. Thank you.

Reblog or use any that you find interesting! Thank you!

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Drowsy Antics

Frerard rp, please read pinned post to roleplay

Gerard and Frank, two best friends with an unbreakable bond, found themselves lounging in Gerard's cozy living room on a lazy Sunday afternoon. The room was filled with the soft glow of sunlight, casting a warm ambiance as they shared stories and laughter.

Frank let out a yawn, his eyes drooping slightly. "Man, I feel so out of it right now," he admitted with a chuckle. "I just took NyQuil instead of DayQuil, so I'm about to pass out."

Gerard's eyebrows shot up in surprise, concern flickering across his face. "Wait, you took NyQuil? Frank, that's the nighttime stuff! You're supposed to be taking the DayQuil to stay awake and feel better."

Frank shrugged, his voice slightly slurred. "Yeah, I messed up. But hey, at least I'll be well-rested while battling this cold."

Gerard couldn't help but laugh, his worry dissipating into amusement. "Only you, Frank. Only you would mix up the medications like that."

Frank grinned, his eyes heavy with drowsiness. "What can I say? I like to keep things interesting."

Gerard shook his head, his smile laced with fondness. "You're something else, dude. But if you start snoring, I might have to resort to some drastic measures."

Frank chuckled, the NyQuil beginning to take hold as he leaned back against the couch. "Oh, come on, Gerard. You know you love me, even when I'm a drowsy mess."

Gerard's smile softened, the affection for his friend shining through. "That I do, Frank. That I do."

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Attentive Taps

Joshler rp, please read pinned post to roleplay

Josh lay in bed, the soft glow of the moon casting a gentle light across his room. He closed his eyes, hoping to find solace in the embrace of slumber. However, as he began to drift off, a soft tap on his window startled him awake.

Opening his eyes, he peered through the glass to find his best friend, Tyler, standing outside, his face illuminated by a mischievous grin. Josh couldn't help but chuckle, despite his tiredness. Tyler always had a knack for seeking attention at the most unexpected times.

Reluctantly, Josh climbed out of bed, tiptoeing towards the window. "Tyler, it's late. What on earth are you doing out there?"

Tyler's voice carried through the glass, filled with playful desperation. "Josh, I can't sleep! I need your company. Let me in!"

Josh sighed, a mix of exasperation and fondness washing over him. Tyler's antics were hard to resist, even in the dead of night. He cracked open the window, allowing Tyler to crawl inside, a bundle of energy and excitement.

"Seriously, Tyler? It's past midnight," Josh muttered, though a small smile tugged at the corners of his lips. "What's going on? Why can't you sleep?"

Tyler plopped down on the edge of Josh's bed, his eyes wide with faux innocence. "I don't know, Josh. I'm just feeling a bit... lonely, you know? I need some attention, and you're the only one who can satisfy my insatiable need for entertainment."

Josh couldn't help but roll his eyes, though a warm affection swelled within him. Tyler's theatrics always managed to make him smile, regardless of the circumstances. "You're unbelievable, Tyler. Fine, I'll give you some attention. But then, you have to promise to let me sleep."

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Fractured

"Gerard, we can't keep going on like this," Frank said, his voice tinged with a mix of frustration and sadness. "We used to be inseparable, but lately, it feels like we're drifting apart."

Gerard's eyes flickered with a mixture of pain and understanding. He ran a hand through his hair, a gesture of unease. "I know, Frank. It's just... life has been tough, and I've been struggling. I never meant to shut you out. I'm sorry."

Frank's voice cracked as he fought to hold back tears. "It's not just about being busy, Gerard. It's about feeling like I've lost my best friend. We used to share everything, and now it feels like we're strangers."

Gerard's heart ached at Frank's words, the weight of their fractured friendship becoming unbearable. He reached out and took Frank's trembling hand in his own, desperate to bridge the growing divide.

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Aged

Peterick rp, please read pinned post to roleplay

Pete and Patrick formed an unbreakable bond that weathered the storms of time. Childhood best friends, they spent endless summers exploring the woods, chasing fireflies, and dreaming of adventures yet to come.

As they grew older, the innocence of their friendship began to evolve, and an unspoken connection blossomed between them. They navigated the awkward stages of adolescence together, sharing secrets under the moonlit sky and seeking solace in each other's company during the trials of high school.

Pete, with his unruly hair and mischievous smile, always found a way to brighten Patrick's day. His infectious laughter echoed through their shared memories, and his unwavering loyalty offered comfort in the face of uncertainty. Patrick, on the other hand, possessed a gentle demeanor that masked a hidden world of emotions. His kind eyes held a depth that only Pete could truly fathom, and his quiet intelligence was a magnet that drew Pete closer with each passing day.

Pete's heart raced as he looked into Patrick's eyes, the air thick with anticipation. He took a deep breath and mustered the courage to speak his truth.

"Patrick," Pete stuttered, his voice filled with a mix of nerves and longing. "I... I think I'm falling in love with you."

Patrick's breath hitched, and he searched Pete's eyes for any sign of uncertainty.

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Encounter

Joshler roleplay, read pinned post to roleplay!

Could be hurt/comfort, horror, drama, suspense.

The moon hung low in the sky, casting an eerie glow over the desolate woods surrounding them. Josh and Tyler, two friends who had ventured deep into the forest on a dare, now found themselves lost and disoriented. The path behind them had vanished, swallowed by the enveloping darkness.

A cold wind rustled the leaves, sending shivers down their spines. Josh clutched his flashlight tightly, its feeble beam of light struggling to pierce the inky blackness that surrounded them.

Tyler's voice quivered as he asked, "Josh, are you sure this is the right way? It feels like we've been walking in circles."

Josh's voice, too, held a trace of uncertainty. "I thought I knew this place, but it's like the forest is changing. Let's just keep moving forward. We'll find our way back soon."

As they pressed on, the distant sounds of cracking branches and whispering leaves seemed to taunt them. The woods felt alive, as if some unseen presence watched their every step.

Suddenly, the beam of Josh's flashlight caught something in the distance—an old, decrepit cabin, standing alone in the clearing. It loomed ominously, its windows shattered, and the wood rotting. It was a stark contrast to the lush forest that surrounded it.

Tyler gulped audibly, his voice trembling. "Josh, I've heard stories about this place, about the things that happened here. We shouldn't go in."

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Unlikely Brew

Petekey roleplay, read pinned post to roleplay

Enemies to lovers

Pete spots Mikey from across the room, and a scowl forms on his face. He approaches Mikey, his tone sharp and biting, "What are you doing here, Mikey? Stalking me now?"

Mikey, unfazed by Pete's hostility, raises an eyebrow and retorts, "Believe me, I wouldn't waste my time stalking you, Pete. I actually have a life."

Their exchange is tinged with sarcasm, yet there's an underlying tension that suggests a complicated history between them. As they exchange barbs, something unexpected happens—a hint of amusement flickers in their eyes, and the tension takes on a different quality.

Pete leans closer, his voice quieter and less hostile, "You know, Mikey, for sworn enemies, we sure seem to bump into each other a lot."

Mikey smirks, a mischievous glint in his eyes, "Maybe it's fate, Pete. Or maybe deep down, you secretly enjoy our little spats."

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Do what?

Ryden Roleplay, if you’d like to roleplay, please read pinned post

Angst/hurt and comfort starter

Brendon and Ryan sat facing each other on opposite sides of a small wooden table. The atmosphere is tense, the silence thick with unspoken emotions. Ryan's eyes are fixed on Brendon, his gaze unwavering and intense. Finally, he breaks the silence with a shaky voice.

"Why did you do it? Tell me?" Ryan implores, his voice heavy with emotion.

Brendon looks down, avoiding eye contact, his fingers nervously tapping on the table's surface. He takes a deep breath, struggling to find the words to explain himself.

"I... I didn't know how to tell you," Brendon begins, his voice trembling. "I thought it was the best way to protect you.”

Ryan's expression remains a mix of confusion and hurt. "Protect me from what? I trusted you, Brendon."

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Strictly Business

Peterick Roleplay, if you’d like to roleplay, read pinned post

In the luxurious penthouse suite of a high-end hotel, Patrick, a charming and charismatic young man, sits across from Pete, a wealthy and generous sugar daddy. The room is bathed in soft, dim lighting, and a bottle of expensive champagne chills in an ice bucket nearby.

Patrick smiles, his eyes sparkling with a mix of gratitude and something deeper. "Pete, you've been incredibly kind to me, and I appreciate everything you've done. Our arrangement has been wonderful."

Pete, with a suave smile and an air of sophistication, raises his glass. "It's been my pleasure, Patrick. You bring joy into my life."

As they clink glasses, Patrick's heart races, and he realizes he's developing feelings for Pete. He quickly pushes those emotions aside, determined to maintain their business arrangement.

Clearing his throat, Patrick continues, "I just want to make sure we're on the same page, Pete. Our arrangement, it's strictly business, right?"

Pete nods, his expression unwavering. "Of course, Patrick, strictly business. That's what we agreed upon."

Despite his best efforts, Patrick can't help but feel a longing for something more, even as he forces a smile and raises his glass for another toast. Deep down, he knows that maintaining the boundaries of their arrangement may prove more challenging than he initially thought.

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Clashing

Frerard roleplay, please read pinned post to roleplay

Involves police/detective themes, villainy. Angst/drama/suspense

In the dimly lit interrogation room of the police station, Frank, a burly detective known for his fiery temper, paces back and forth, his frustration evident in every step. He runs a hand through his disheveled hair as he glares at Gerard, a calm and collected suspect who sits handcuffed to the table, seemingly unfazed by the situation.

Frank's voice is a growl as he leans in close, his face inches from Gerard's. "You think you're pretty clever, don't you, Gerard? Sitting there all calm and collected, like you've got nothing to hide!"

Gerard maintains his serene composure, his eyes meeting Frank's with unwavering confidence. "Frank, I've told you everything I know. I'm innocent."

Frank slams his palm on the table, rattling the handcuffs that bind Gerard. "You expect me to believe that? The evidence is stacked against you!"

Gerard's voice remains steady as he replies, "Evidence can be misleading, Frank. You taught me that."

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Hi everyone!

I’ve had some unexpected life changes recently! If we had a roleplay, and lost connection over the last month/month and a half, please get back to me! I’d love to continue all the roleplays I had going!

Thank you!

Or if you want to roleplay, I roleplay for the following bands;

Twenty one pilots- joshler

My Chemical Romance- Frerard, Petekey, Rikey, Rayrard

Fall Out Boy- Peterick, Petekey, Joetrick

Panic! At The Disco- Ryden, Brallon, Bryllon

The Used- Gerbert

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Complicated

Frerard rp, please read pinned post to roleplay

Hurt and comfort/angst/drama

"Do you want to know the hardest thing about having a soulmate? It's not the separation in the beginning, not the endless nights lying awake, hoping and praying that someone was made for you. It's... it's the love. It's too strong, and you can't fight it. I've tried. Believe me, I've tried... but I'm always going to love you. And I need you to know that."

Frank's voice trembled with a mix of vulnerability and anguish as he poured his heart out to Gerard, the person who held his soul captive. They stood in the dimly lit room, the weight of their history hanging in the air like an invisible barrier, separating them yet binding them together.

Gerard's eyes flickered with a mix of sadness and uncertainty as he absorbed Frank's words. The pain etched across his face revealed a heart torn between longing and self-preservation.

"Frank," Gerard began, his voice barely above a whisper, "you can't keep doing this to yourself... to both of us. We've tried and failed before, and the wounds are still fresh. How can we ever find happiness when we keep falling back into this cycle of love and heartache?"

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Jumbled

Ryden Rp, please read my pinned post to roleplay

Amidst the bustling crowd, Brendon and Ryan found themselves standing face to face, an accidental collision that sparked their unique journey together.

Brendon, never one to mince words, blurted out, "Watch where you're going, buddy!" His voice resonated with an unapologetic bluntness that carried a hint of amusement.

Startled by the sudden confrontation, Ryan's shy nature kicked in, causing him to stammer a barely audible apology. He averted his gaze, unsure of how to react to Brendon's straightforwardness.

But instead of moving on, Brendon paused, realizing the discomfort he had inadvertently caused. A mischievous grin danced across his face as he observed Ryan's unease. "Hey, no need to apologize. Name's Brendon," he said, extending his hand in an unexpected gesture of friendship.

Ryan's eyes widened with surprise, cautiously accepting the handshake. His voice barely above a whisper, he replied, "I'm Ryan."

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Maturity Mischief

Joshler rp, please read pinned post to roleplay

They sat at a picnic table in the park, surrounded by laughter and the aroma of freshly baked cookies.

Josh reached for the plate of cookies in the center of the table, his hand halfway towards its delicious bounty. "Can you pass me the-" he began, only to be interrupted by Tyler's mischievous grin.

"No," Tyler said, his voice filled with playful defiance.

Josh's eyes widened in mock surprise, his hand frozen mid-air. "Seriously, Tyler? Are we still playing these games?"

Tyler shrugged nonchalantly, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "Hey, you gotta keep me on my toes, Josh. It's called maintaining the element of surprise."

Josh sighed, shaking his head as he withdrew his hand. "At what point do you become mature? I mean, come on."

Tyler leaned forward in his chair, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Maturity is overrated, my friend. Besides, who needs maturity when we can have fun and keep each other entertained?"

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Adventurous but Apprehensive

Ryden rp, please read pinned post to roleplay

Brendon nudged Ryan playfully, a mischievous glimmer in his eyes. "Hey, Ryan, I have a brilliant idea. Let's go skydiving next weekend!"

Ryan raised an eyebrow, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. "Bold of you to assume I would say yes to something as stupid as that, Brendon."

Brendon threw his hands up dramatically, feigning offense. "Stupid? Skydiving is an exhilarating experience, Ryan. It's about pushing our limits and embracing the adrenaline rush!"

Ryan chuckled, shaking his head at Brendon's enthusiasm. "I don't doubt that it's thrilling, but I prefer to keep my feet firmly planted on the ground, thank you very much."

Brendon leaned in closer, his voice filled with mischief. "Come on, Ryan, where's your sense of adventure? Think about the incredible stories we could tell."

Ryan's eyes sparkled with amusement as he countered, "I'd rather have stories about us surviving the daring challenges of a video game than risking our lives jumping out of a plane."

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Banter

Peterick rp, please read pinned post to roleplay

"Watch your tone, Patrick!" Pete exclaimed, a playful glint in his eyes as he leaned in closer.

Patrick chuckled, his smile widening as he matched Pete's playful tone. "Oh, Pete, you know I can't resist adding a little sass. Keeps you on your toes, doesn't it?"

Pete grinned, a mixture of amusement and adoration in his gaze. "You're impossible, Patrick. Always finding ways to challenge me.”

Patrick's expression softened, the playfulness fading as he reached out to gently hold Pete's hand. "I tease because I love, Pete.