#ongoing roleplay

[after--math]

Angelica smiles.

"It's good to cry. No need to feel embarrassed."

She brings Forcas into a hug, wrapping her arms around him tightly.

[You HAVE to apologize. It's the right thing to do. If not, you'll just suffer with not apologizing and things would be awkward. Forcas appears outside of one of Angelica's classes? Oh- she's in class. It's weird how he doesn't just appear inside.... Wait- that would make Angie look weird. Unfortunately, he would have to wait and let his thoughts eat at him until she's done.]

(HIIII 👋👋 ) - 🩷

{ @thesilliestgaurdianangel }

Angelica has been fine.

Which is to say, she's been worried about Forcas ever since. But she can't do anything about it, so she's been trying to keep it off her mind. By keeping herself busy. It sometimes works.

She has her chin rested on her left palm, the other hand writing down notes. Eventually she stops, sighing as she places her pen down. Angelica leans against her seat, arms crossed, just listening to the lecture.

Class is dismissed them after 10 minutes.

It takes her a couple seconds to move, stuffing her things in her bag carelessly.

When Angelica leaves class, she notices him instantly.

"Forcas? What are you doing here? Is there something wrong?"

[piratepolls]

Sparbossa Sunday: It's happening!

It's a pagan wedding on the Black Pearl!

Gibbs guides the husbands-to-be through a beautiful, candle-filled ceremony, surrounded by their friends and enemies. What better place for a matelotage than out on the open sea!

An offering is made to the goddess Calypso, Jack's and Barbossa's hands are tied as one, and they ready themselves to make the ultimate commitment of their swashbuckling lives.

But someone objects.

[summer-serendipity]

No matter how many times he tries to avoid it, McCoy always ends up coming back to the beach.

It’s something about the ocean, especially on a windy day. How the wind makes the waves thrash about against the rocks, and how the water becomes completely freezing, harsh and unwelcoming. So much unlike what it was during a sunny day.

That’s how he felt too, sometimes. He considered himself a good person— or at least he was definitely trying to be. But on some days, he noticed himself becoming more violent; easy to anger. But that’s everything he goes against, right? He hates people like that. So why is he…?

He’s becoming exactly like how he used to be.

He sighs. He should really get going, but the ocean just keeps calling to him. He wants to stay there forever, with his legs half submerged in the cold ocean. But that’s really not possible, not when he has like four other things he needs to get to.

…Four other friends he needs to speak to. He sighs again.

Just as he turns around to leave, he sees a figure not too far away. A young adult with a camera, seemingly taking photos of the sea. Huh.

He remembers how Carmen liked to take photos of the group sometimes. How she suggested she would bring her camera on that trip they were planning awhile back.

…The same trip he bailed on.

❝ Oi, kid! Are you taking photos over there? Can I see? ❞

He decides to call out to him. No harm done, right? I mean, why else would you be wandering around a beach with a camera if not to take photos of people?

…That sounded weirder than he meant it to.

( @gone-with-the-sea-breeze )

"GAUH—!"

[ Somehow, consistently, he found himself snapped out of his constant daydreaming by someone new. All the time, he's stuck thinking of something new—anything to keep his more terrible thoughts from plaguing him. ]

[ He stumbled over himself, panicking, holding his camera, successfully nearly tripping on sand like a fool. ]

[ How embarrassing. He thought for a bit, wondering where the voice came from before he looked up from his camera to find a silver haired man. ]

[ The man sounded curious about his photos, but Augustine felt that maybe he was more curious about him as a person. He didn't dislike the thought but he pushed away the possibility. ]

"... u-uuh... y... yeah? I... I... I'm taking some photos...... the light is super good right now, and I don't plan on wasting it."

[ He sounded very cheesy somehow. ]

[spiderman2-99]

Wow! I remember seeing you when the big spider person was chasing us! We're still in another dimension right now. Micah says he can telaport us right now. Not sure why though. Anyways! You seem pretty cool!

Oh, hello! Liv was it? it's nice to talk to you again ♡ But now's nooooot really a good time to come to our dimension. Things are a little tiny bit of a mess (つω`｡)

[after--math]

[That voice, the energy she sensed from the man, it was all familiar. No, similar. Angelica instantly knew— just from the way he spoke that he isn't the Forcas she knows. She places her drink on the table.]

"Yeah! It's been going well."

[She speaks as if she met up with an old friend.]

"But... you sure you're a student? You look old enough to be a college professor."

[A familiar silver-haired girl is sitting in the cafeteria, her hand holding bubble tea bought from a nearby store to her lips, sipping from her drink as her other hand holds a pencil, sketching figures from memory in a rather large sketchbook.]

[The presence of a fallen angel emits from her... but it feels slightly off. Well, she doesn't seem at all threatening. Not to mention this is a public space, there are other college students around. Would you like to speak to her?]

> This ask is for Forcas!

Familiar yet distant. Somehow it feels like he's drawn to her energy. Her braided silver hair draped in front of her like a beautiful frame of her face, it was a familiar sight.

Forcas had to avoid her, the Angel told him he wasn't ready to face anyone who resembled her—whether she had good intentions or not. Still, like every human, he disobeyed and approached her.

"Classes are hard, ain't they? Sometimes they stress you out so much you start to nosebleed."

He laughed at his terrible yet specific joke. He doesn't know a thing he's saying, he's only spouting out the first words that come to mind.

"I've got that problem too, being a STEM major and all... you... an arts student or something?"

[after--math]

[ Question after question plagues his mind. Since the incident, Augustine hadn't been the same. Well... he wasn't the same since the accident either, but that was different. This was different. ]

[ He wanted to approach whoever looked awfully similar to him, to learn about them—and in turn, himself. ]

[ Instead, fear took a hold of him and he approached someone else. ]

"Ugh... it's so hot..."

[ He complained, knowing very well his clothes were the issue. It wasn't just him, right? Maybe he just needed a bit of a chat. ]

( @summer-serendipity )

[The person he approached looked friendly enough. In fact, she might just be the person Augustine needs to talk to.]

"Well, maybe you should take a look at what you're wearing mate!"

[June laughs, looking at him up and down, analyzing the man's clothes.]

"You look like you're ready for winter!"

[angelicasjeremiad]

there’s a new girl who moved in nearby. rumour around the neighbourhood has it that she used to be in some kind of cult…

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎she doesn’t seem quick to talk about it.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ what a mystery she is…

but maybe you can be the

one to uncover it.

rules + notes under the cut.

This is an alternate universe RP portrayal of Angelica from Eloquent Countenance. All original sprites are by Racheldrawsthis, all sprite edits are done by me.

This is loosely based on my fanfiction “Angelica’s Jeremiad” on Ao3.

Rules:

Absolutely no NSFW or sexual content. Mod is a minor.

Anon magic is encouraged, but don’t try and alter the lore!

Be nice. Light teasing / bullying is okay, but be a decent human being.

Crossovers with other SIG characters and au’s welcome!

While I usually allow shipping on my other accounts, this specific portrayal of Angelica is intended to be aroace, so please keep romantic comments to a minimum!

[stuck-in-the-box]

[Laughter and screams ring out through the box in a horrifyingly eerie duet.]

[A mind is re-shattered.]

[The day-long "Homeless Man Ted" ask event has begun.]

[after--math]

"...!"

[The protagonist, upon seeing the other man, immediately focused on him, prepared to face the threat in front of him... but the other didn't seem to notice him. As he stood awkwardly in the elevator listening to his insane rambling, the protagonist analyzed the surroundings for anything useful.]

[His attention is instantly brought back to the other man when he begins speaking to him.]

"Ah, that's okay."

"If I may ask... what were you talking about?"

[That god-forsaken chime rings through the protagonists ears as elevator doors open. He takes a step forward, momentarily relieved that he can just get off the elevator now, but that relief was quickly turned into horror when he realized he was in fact, not where he was supposed to be at all.]

[Great. Seems like the elevator took him to a completely different building. Of course. Well, it isn't like he hasn't been through this before.]

(This ask can be for anyone!)

>[A familiar looking figure was seen pacing around within the lobby. He looked just like him. However, he was donning a large trench coat rather than casual business wear. The physical features were all the same, though. Glasses, brown skin, ruffled raven hair. He didn't notice the other protagonist and was just deep in thought. Not to mention, he was muttering to himself as well.]

"...if that's the case then, he must be a broken reflection due to all of the visual and psychological differences. A broken ghost reflection then. Who knew those two things could go together?"

>[Suddenly, he notices the other protagonist's presence and realises he's just been talking to himself for the past 10 minutes.]

"Oh! I didn't think anyone else was here. Sorry if I creeped you out."

[nomagicartz]

Have you drawn any other versions of the tc crew? Like The crafting dead, roommates- pirates? Etc etc? ^^

yyes very few times (excluding ross i draw him sometimes cause. average daily max n ross viewer)

roommates is cool, did not fucking know pirates existed till now (or i just forgot), and i havent seen tcd in years so have this purge doodle i did

[thoughtformchoreographer]

a small crack rumbles through the room as a space symbol appears before solidifying into something more*. ???: can you guys through quickly..? im not keen on holding this long. *The portal opens much silenter than it appeared with a gold blood in their god tier holding it open on the other side*. GC: right, hun, we @int tryin to w@ste time here. ??: They DiD say it was urgent! *the gold blood steps back to allow the figures through to the center. A jade with a tidy outfit, a bag, and with puffed out hair steps through with a purple blood in boar-like boots and striped pants with a rust on their back who has tattooed signs down her arms and long hair*. GC: you sure you got this next p@rt? L@st thing we need is another port@l rel@ted injury ??: ive got it… just back up so he can get through..! *with the confirmation the rust gets off the purples back and backs away while the purple steps to the side of the portal. With a heave the gold pushes the portal open further allowing for a blue with overly large horns to get through with some assistance by the purple*. *with everyone else through the gold stops actively holding the portal open, slumping forward slightly from the excursion. The purple crouching down and pulling them through before the portal finally shuts and the rust introduces them*. Ralgun: hope you don’t mind me bringing reinforcements, you’ve @lre@dy t@lked to me but I’m R@lgun, the d@mn l@mppost in the weird boots is T@ull, our sp@cy boy is Selzin, the one in a whole form@l outfit is Jydine, and the eleg@nt one is Tolk@. Hope we didn’t t@ke too long. Ralgun brings a desk up behind DS for better access to his horns* Ralgun: So, Jyd with me. Ralgun : Tolk@ help Vyv control the se@ be@st so things don’t get n@sty. Ralgum: @nd T@ull bring Sel over so he c@n help with the c@st when we need him too, get behind DS enc@se we need to get him under control quickly, and for the love of jegus put something on th@t doesn’t m@ke you look hiveless. Ralgun: perfect, let’s get this done. (I also did a reblog with pictures but I didn’t know if you wanted to keep it here so I did this just in case 👍)

VYVYAN: --<< Th4nk you 4ll 2o much for coming. 4242. DUALSCAR: *grrrrooovvwwwllll* VYVYAN: --<< Hey! 4242. VYVYAN: --<< Eye on me. Focu2 on ME. 4242. VYVYAN: --<< Pretend I'm 2omeone you re4lly c4re 4bout. 4242. VYVYAN: --<< Come on, Du4l2c4r... There H42 to be 2omeone you love. 4242. VYVYAN: --<< Dig through your memory. 4242. VYVYAN: --<< 2omeone you'd protect. 2omeone you'd die for. 4242. VYVYAN: --<< 2omeone you really m♊22. 4242.

[Dualscar is now safe to work on.]

(I hope I drew all your characters right!!! <:) this was super fun to do I really hope I didn't get anything wrong :P pls lmk if I did heehee. )

(This is the ask version of this btw <:) just to make things easier if need be! )

[bittsandpieces]

Have you ever come across someone online that you got a 'brotherly' vibe from?

Not really! There have been people that i *wanted* to have that vibe, but as I've mentioned before, my main draw to the kink is the emotional connection, which is kinda... not going to happen with a stranger

[summer-serendipity]

[[ This is the only peek yall get for June ;) ]]

Excitement pulses through her veins, sparking every nerve, lighting her up from the inside. June loves this feeling— craves it. Anything less than this is dull, a heavy weight pulling her down into boredom or exhaustion. She wanders, her mind somewhere far away, until she spots him. A boy, younger, camera in hand, fiddling with it like it's his lifeline. 🍸 "Hey there, mate!"

Her voice is light, casual, but it’s the spark in her eyes that gives her away. Along with her glittering dress.

🍸 "You do photos, yeah?"

She smiles, soft, a little too easy, eyes flicking toward the camera. 🍸 "You don’t mind taking a photo of me, do you?"

[[ @wordsofthespirits ]]

[ Mesmerizing. That glittery look fits her. He wanted to compliment her. ]

[ What came out instead was... ]

"Y-You look like cotton candy, miss."

"UGH-! WHAT THE FUCK—"

[ He recovered from the embarrassment of the situation, grabbing his camera and fixing the settings. Before he looked up to the woman. ]

"O-Of course, of course!! I-I-I can... take photos for you...!"

[winfleure]

i feel like no face w/ the way i'm hungry for more threads 😭 sm*utfishin' & face/shipchasin' here! u know da drill folks! also as a general psa, i'm not dropping any rps i've got so far, i just want more rps 😭

i’m a 25+F tumblr/discord rper currently interested in mxm, fxf & mxf (but it's muse dependent) potentially dark, mature rps on D*SCORD only!

formatting is v familiar to my last post but the content changed a bit so do take a look!!

please message me on d*scord (eboyzoro) if you're interested in the plots/faces/pairings!

ABT ME !

i’m VI ! twenty5+ & s/her ! i’m looking for twenty1+ (prefer twenty3+) rpers on D*SCORD (eboyzoro) ! i prefer chatting / being friends ooc as i’m a yapper (obvs we don’t need to talk 24/7 but my muse / interest dies down if there’s dry/short responses sawry yall TT) ! headcanons, character development and worldbuilding is also highly encouraged! activity is relaxed / low activity (hours to weeks) so it's usually snail mail on my end bc life responsibilities & general neurodivergency! my writing style is rapidfire/lazy lit to adv lit (novella is energy dependent), present/past tense & 3rd person, i can volley back & forth but it’s energy dependent, my wc range is 50-300+ words. i rp original characters & i'm open to canons & crossovers. also open to animanga faces as long as they have a real face counterpart! check my pinned for no-gos! as for ns//fw, it's not required but encouraged to double up! sawry fren but i don't want to be used for only my dom and/or top characters 😭

PLOT IDEAS I WANT TO DO RN:

* if applicable, age gaps should be legal and ages should be at least 22/23+!!

tutor/babysitter x tutee/babysat child all grown up!

best friend’s relative x sibling’s best friend (ex. best friend’s brother x younger/older sibling, father's best friend x son, etc.)

stalker/killer x celebrity (or! yandere trope x classmates/friends to lovers)

uni teacher x uni teacher / rivals ! (or! uni professor x student)

toxic dynamic!! like on & off, flirting w/ others, hatesex, cheating?? but we can see!! obviously not all bad, like there's good moments too but i want angst hehe

anything band/musician/celeb based

anything supernatural/fantasy based

also i'm fine of any dynamic (strangers to lovers, friends to lovers, etc. but i'm always down for any plot (dark or light themed) that features a enemies/rivals to lovers dynamic)

FACES I WANT TO RP AS/AGAINST:

bts jungkook (open to rping as / against this face — mxm, bottom position)

mackenyu (open to rping as / against this face — mxm, bottom position)

txt hueningkai (open to rping as / against this face — mxm, bottom position)

svt seokmin (open to rping as / against this face — mxm, bottom position)

PAIRINGS I'D LIKE TO SEE HAPPEN: the ships and faces listed below are all pairings i'd like to see happen! italics + bold is who i’m rly interested to play !! face 1 / face 2 / etc. = face alts. for the ship. open to suggestions too but i do have a preference for said pairings!

xolo mariduena / colin ford / jacob elordi x bts jungkook

olliemuhl x bts jungkook

alex fitzalan x bts jungkook

archie madekwe / michael cimeno x bts jungkook

bill skarsgard x bts jungkook

andy biersack x bts jungkook

olliemuhl x mackenyu

alex fitzalan / drew starkey x mackenyu

taz skylar x mackenyu

tbz kevin / tbz chanhee x mackenyu

andy biersack x mackenyu

drew starkey x txt hueningkai

nct jisung / nct haechan x txt hueningkai

aron piper x txt hueningkai

tbz sunwoo / xdh jooyeon x txt hueningkai

andy biersack x txt hueningkai

svt jeonghan x svt seokmin

nct jaehyun / astro eunwoo x svt seokmin

josha stradowski x svt seokmin

wolfgang novogratz / rudy pankow x svt seokmin

+ any 30s/40s males for any age gap plots x jungkook/mackenyu/hueningkai/seokmin (see bullet point for suggestions)

manny jacinto, lee pace, sen mitsuji, hayden christiansen, freddy stroma, theo james, manish dayal, shah rukh khan, ok taecyeon, gong yoo, eric dane, idris elba, dwayne johnson, shahid kapoor, colin firth, joe manganiello, oscar isaac, chase crawford, cody fern, winston duke, michael trevino, alexander skarsgard, zane holtz, michael b. jordan, akshay kumar, jeremy strong, glen powell

[after--math]

"Sorry..." [He repeats.]

"I was... just looking for my co-worker."

[The protagonist is standing in the doorway, trying not to make eye contact with the man.]

[Fear. With guilt put into the mix. That's what he feels right now. He's not sure what the doppelgänger would do or say right now. Any hint of aggression is deserved- they both know what he did, even if he specifically didn't do anything to this version... probably?]

[Fuck. The fact that he doesn't even know which doppelgänger he left in that god-forsaken elevator makes it worse.]

[The protagonist ready to die, is what he means. Let's tread lightly, now.]

"Do you happen to have a printer...? Or. Um. I can just go. If..." [He doesn't finish his sentence, but it's obvious what he means to say. You're not comfortable with me.]

[The protagonist peaks his head into the room.]

"Hey, I need-"

[He stops himself upon seeing the man in the room. He had avoided the doppelgängers for as long as he possibly could, most of the reason being fear, the other... guilt.]

"Ah... um. Sorry."

[What for? Walking into the same room as the other man, or for something else?]

> [He's staring at him. Frozen in place. He wasn't sure what to say or do and he tried to do anything... He just couldn't. Scrambling for words, he managed to choke out a greeting.]

"... H-Hello...?"

[after--math]

It was of little matter, but he needed a new set of jewelry. Da Jeong was having a wedding after all, and he wanted to give her something—even if Bok Su might assume the worst.

He was seen at a nearby jewelry shop, scouring the place for a good set for the bride. He wasn't in love, no! He's... just a friend, yes. One could call him a friend.

( @secondbestman )

[Jewelry. One wouldn't think Bok-su Go of all people would be into this kind of thing, but... she was interested in something new. For once.]

[Upon opening the doors to the shop, she saw him near instantly. The ghost of her past. Her expression turned into one akin of horror, and she faltered midstride into the store, but only for a fleeting moment. Bok-su observes the ghost as he roams around the store, searching for something. Yes, he was definitely real. She steels herself.] [Let's go confront our ghost.]

"Myeong-hoon. What a pleasure it is to see you here."