#quick bios

[thetantiger]

Quick Bio: Quiet Rain

Race: Pandaren Class: Shaman Specialization: Restoration Pronouns: She/They/It

Quiet Rain is a blue and white furred pandaren from the Wandering Isle with lotus-shaped facial markings and solid, bright blue eyes. She has a pearl belly button piercing as well as pearl ear piercings and a koi tattoo on her back. More tattoos of wave patterns and fish scales detail its wrists and ankles and up its forearms and shins. Born deaf to a family living in the Singing Pools, Quiet Rain became enchanted with the fae spirit of a koi who was haunting one of the pools at a young age, giving them their solid blue eyes that they were told to hide with their mask. Now Quiet Rain has the ability to completely demorph into water, taking on any shape she wishes as well as being a hydromancer capable of healing her allies on her playful adventures.

Links: Introductory mog screenshots

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[jaewsss]

℘ ⃛͡ †⏝ིི᭨💻 @ T͟o͟k͟y͟o͟ 𝕯ream Girl 𑜞᭄🦇🚠

[eye-merely-jest]

uhh uhh nightcrawler n stuff or whatever idk 👎👎 (boo traditional sketchbook stuff 👎👎)

shouting into the void I LOVE THESE SILLY LITTLE X-MEN SO MUCH !!!!!! they make me SICK. it's not even funny i need to absorb everything with kurt and logan this very INSTANT im fucking insane about them

[kneelingshadowsalome]

can you give me a quick bio on ghost…his personality, how you view him canon and what not

Ghost headcanons

Ghost doesn't wear a mask in public. It's easier to maintain his anonymity that way because a skull mask/balaclava would only draw more attention. The only instances he might wear it in a public place would be if he's with people he doesn't wish to get linked to/associated with (like in the famous scene where he's at a bar with Laswell & co)

He doesn't have a home, not even a rental flat. He stays at the base, stays at motels, hotels, b&bs when he's in England. Partly because having anything stable in his life is dangerous, partly because his attachment issues are so severe that even owning a place will make him feel uncomfortable. Returning to the same, dusty place with only a tv and a fridge to keep him company is depressing.

He never visits Manchester. Too many sour memories and too many people who might still recognize him when he's supposed to be dead. There's no one there left to visit either, save for a few old friends who he can't keep in contact with because he wants to protect them.

He hasn't dated since he was 20-something. He doesn't want to take the risk of losing his loved ones ever again. He's had a few one night stands but disappears before dawn, hating the man he has to be in order to protect those who might otherwise steal their way into his heart.

He's considered using escort services instead, but even the thought leaves a foul taste in his mouth because of his childhood memories and the things his father did to women. He goes to strip clubs sometimes when he has a weak moment, drinks one whiskey and then goes to his motel room and jerks himself off, feeling lousy and even more depressed afterward.

If we ignore this man's attachment issues and complex trauma and imagine he would settle into a situationship or even a relationship:

Ghost is not mean, brutal or abusive. In bed or in any non-work related circumstances (Ghost would say he's not brutal or mean at work either: he's just efficient.) He can be rough if you want and even enjoys manhandling you a little, but he would have a hard time degrading you. He's a soft dom and a service top through and through and quite the gentleman at heart.

He has a lot of money. He's not a spender and has no kids so the pile of wealth he's accumulated over the years is quite enormous. He will spend his money on you though, take you out to dinner, buy you anything you need. He does it so willingly and effortlessly that you soon get a feeling that he's your sugar daddy or at least would want to be. He pays your electricity bill if he finds it on your table and sees it's overdue, doesn't even bother to ask for your permission. And oh, do you need a gorgeous dress for some occasion? Let him buy it for you. You need a car? Sure, no problem at all.

He's paranoid to the point of not telling you when he's about to visit you. He just pops on your doorstep, looking dog-tired and ten years older than he really is. The only thing he leaves in your apartment is a toothbrush and perhaps one of his sweatshirts (if you ask nicely.)

He seems to have a sixth sense, and is very superstitious. He thinks telling you he loves you is a perfect way to attract malevolent attention and bad luck upon himself, so he refrains from being verbal about how he truly feels. You think he's indifferent, that you're just a shag for this man, but in truth he's dedicated and devoted to you and sees no one else but you, thinks about you at work so much so that he already calls you a distraction in his mind. It's dangerous, his feelings are already bringing him bad luck, and so the cycle of silence continues…

He's an incredible hacker but uses old, foolproof technology to avoid being traced. You can never call him, he always calls you. If he even calls.

He's not a drinker and doesn't like to see you drinking either. He absolutely, vehemently hates drugs.

He's embarrassed about it but he has read like 5 novels in his lifetime. All other books have been non-fiction, manuals and the like. He says he hasn't got the time to read.

He loves to see you in ultra feminine underwear. Lace, stay ups, suspenders: he loves to undress you like you're a delicately wrapped Christmas present just for him.

He loves to eat pussy. He would eat you all day, every day, for the rest of his life if he could. He especially loves it when you ride his face and he gets to feel how your thighs start to tremble next to his face.

He loves missionary. Loves loves loves to spread you open and spread his religion. You even joke about it: that his ass is so fit because he fucks you so much, and he only smiles to himself because it's true.

Ghost wants kids, but would he ever tell you that? No. He never tells you anything. You know nothing of this man, not even his favorite movie or his favorite color (which is not black, btw).

He has a terrible praise kink. He loves praising you, teasing you, making you flustered while he's inside you – but if you ever tell him he's big? He's good? That you like it when he smiles? His brain goes full error. He fucks up the rhythm of his thrusts and has to gather his breath. (Then he ups the stakes and praises you even more. Because he also has to win. Always.)

If you ever tell him you miss him, that you can't sleep without him… He disappears for weeks. Then he suddenly comes back, more touch starved and desperate than ever. Your words have gone under his skin whether he likes it or not. You can't even tell whether he's fucking you or making love to you, but you're left feeling like you just got hit by the most loving, gentle bus. There's no explanation, and it's futile to try and pry what's gone into him. But just before you fall asleep, he ghosts his fingers down your arm and whispers: "Pet… I missed you too."

[jadie0]

elpis

nobody taught me what happiness was,

i had to teach myself.

i sought it in a golden fleece,

but it wasn’t found in riches

i sought it in the thunderbolt,

but it wasn’t found in god

i sought it in my mother’s hand,

but she never learned it either

i sought it in my own heart,

but the feeling wouldn’t linger.

nobody taught me what happiness was,

it’s simpler to stay sad

you have to save yourself, i realized

it’s easier said than done

when you’ve convinced yourself you don’t need saving,

that the bone-deep hurt is in everyone.

i made myself happy enough, i bluffed but i should’ve known

enough is never enough

my heart was never my home

i flayed myself at the altar

i bent backwards for pelias

his upward gaze did not falter, 

a midas touch could not settle the rest.

there was no reason, none at all

but i could not accept it,

i think i've always been a little scared of happiness

for me, it was never destined. 

nobody taught me what happiness was,

but i’m trying to learn it now

i’m sorry i hurt so easy

i’m sorry i didn’t treat you well

i’m sorry i stayed complacent, couldn’t face it, didn’t cherish what you gave me 

i hope you can forgive this 

i hope you trust me with your gift

i’d turn back for you, every single time

for one sun-dappled glimpse.

nobody taught me what happiness was,

i think i figured it out.

it's trying, with everything you have, to find it

you owe it to yourself.

[monkiinart]

Bios is acting like he's chilling there but he actually sprained his ankle and is too stupid to ask for help

[chicoryblue]

• Scroll Keeper •

[thetantiger]

Seraphina Cinderwake

Race: Arathi Human Class: Death Knight Specialization: Flame Pronouns: She/Her

Seraphina is a Hallowfall Arathi human with bright red hair, freckles and flaming, fiery orange eyes. She has pierced, slightly elvish ears and a gap in her stomach that glows with flaming energy. Previously a paladin of Hallowfall, Seraphina met her unexpected end at the hands of the Order of Night while trying to protect her people. She was then raised into undeath in a rather bastardized manner by the Order and fused with the elements of Shadowflame. Now Sera's very being is changed permanently, the inferno inside her flaring up when undergoing intense emotion, and she has to navigate the world while coping with her fresh undeath.

Links: Introductory mog screenshots

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[memuntos]

this might be insane but imagine a group verse inspired by the movie it’s what’s inside and the general concept of body swapping. everyone makes throwaway blogs and whoever is the moderator determines who’s “swapping bodies” which means the moderator will now share with the login email and pass of the person who’s body person a is taking over. you lose if someone ic or ooc through an ask guesses who swapped with who

[arvoze]

you wont believe who has a new bio (with some devious clicking around)

[enderspawn]

I’m too lazy to edit a birthday pfp this year just imagine chips wearing a party hat and has a noise maker in his mouth for me for a moment thanks

[beatinghauntedheart]

Heard he’s got green hair now. What’s next, pronouns in bio? 🤣🤣

[undeadvinyls]

forgot to show some small design drafts for two new cookie ocs! heres calamari cookie and fruit salad cookie; sketches collected from the past school days-month

[ben10randomau]

Small bios for the aliens :]

Fourarms: full of (unhealthy) optimism! Tries his best to be a good leader and friend. Loves to paint and do puzzles in his free time and is like a fun older brother.

Heatblast: quiet mostly, very much one of the therapist friends. Loves to take his time to enjoy things. Loves to meditate with Diamondhead and relax.

XLR8: child at heart (mainly cause he's the youngest). Loves to ramble about random facts he knows, and is very hyper. Loves to watch movies and shows with Stinkfly and talk about how unrealistic things are.

Diamondhead: tries to keep everyone calm, another therapist friend. Not much of a fighter, talk first, fight if needed.

Cannonbolt: short circuit and gets upset easily. Doesn't like much hanging out with the others besides XLR8. Fight first questions later.

Overflow: very emotional, but he just cares alot. Worries for his friends and wants everyone to be safe. Is fascinated by earth and its wildlife.

Greymatter: very confident but not to the point of being mean. Acts more of a parent figure to the others. Doesn't mind helping the others with things. Like to play games (mostly chess) with XLR8.

Upgrade: stern and serious. Would rather be alone, working on tech. Mostly hangs out with Stinkfly and XLR8. Taught everyone to "fight better".

Wildvine: has no shame, loves to be out there. He can be chill when he needs to, loves the plants on earth and knows many things about them. Doesn't really know what personal space is but he's learning.

Stinkfly: the "mom" of the group. Takes care of everyone, therapist friend. Loves to fly and explore the world, tries his best to make everyone happy. Pushes himself to much but he's working on relaxing more.

[mikacanica]

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