#rosethorns rp

[spottedblaze]

Rosethorns Thread 1: The Gathering

Stars in the distance lit up the isolated Blooming Lands, an island flourishing with life. A small, cozy island with quite little twoleg activity. The island had fresh water and lively prey, mainly birds and fish. It was the perfect breeding grounds for clans to live.

"Come now! If any cat asks, you speak none of what has happened until I say it. Do not give more than I say." A stern, large she-cat commanded the cats following her. Her thick, dull blue fur glistened below the moon. She lead her clan onto the small secluded area where Roseclan and Daisyclan gathered every fullmoon for a peaceful meeting. There was a lot to discuss tonight.

@ch3rryleaf @birchwatcher

[lesbianturrets]

ONKSPLOOTER (ft. Cherryleaf , Tinyacorn, and Brightkit)

[spottedbread]

@cutecatcute999 @lesbianturrets

[livelynumbskull]

🎮🐶💯

🎮 — favorite video game(s)?

That would be Middle-Earth: Shadow of War, Hades, Skyrim and Warframe! Although I haven't played any of them in a while, I still love them very much.

🐶 — any pets?

Got a Lhasa Apso male named Franjinha (17 y/o) and a German/Belgian Shepherd mix female named Atena (11 y/o).

I've already owned other three dogs, three pet rats, one hamster, several betta fish and guppies. Oh! And one cat that actually belonged to my ex-neighbor that I nicknamed Evangeline.

💯 — share three random facts about yourself that your mutuals may not know about you.

Let's see...

I was born with a UPJ obstruction (ureteropelvic junction) and only found out when I was already 13-14 years old. I had free surgery to remove it and got to keep my kidney (yay!).

I'm self-taught in English. I began learning by reading fanfics on FanFiction NET and Quizilla at age 8. By age 12, I was already chatting with foreigners on DeviantArt.

I have three online friends I've know for over a decade now. We all started here on Tumblr. I began as a RP blog and so did all of them.

[artists-who-rarely-draws]

Meet the newest design for Rosethorn!! A funny little lad of mine from a warriors rp I run!!! I love this little freak so much!!!

[thorned-rose]

Hello! You can call me Mod Velvet. This is an rp blog for my persona, Mage Rose. The next few paragraphs will be written "in character".

Hey! So, as said, this is my blog. I am Mage Rose...as you know.

My powers are...an interesting thing. They are heavily emotion-based, and they can fluctuate and flow based on the emotions I am feeling. The right balance can be extremely powerful. If I lose control of them however...well, let us just say, that would be very bad!

I am a mage but also, a dimensional traveler! I most love visiting the Digital Circus, and find comfort in it whenever I do.

Anyway, I shall not bore you with any more about myself. Let us get to it, shall we?

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#intermission - asks

#rosethorns - rp threads

#backstage - OOC

OOC posts will usually be in brackets like [this]. In-character posts will look like this.

Fullbody image below the cut!!

[smolcrow465]

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alright so im not going to be looking into any more accounts who ask for donations in my inbox bc we are getting flooded with scams :/

i'll be continuing to reblog vetted fundraisers that cross my dash, but any that come into my inbox will be deleted

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@faerie-rosethorn - flight rising (& occasional pce)

@seraph-spoon - art blog (everything gets reblogged there)

@/? - unreality heavy rp blog (Huge WIP)

[huntress-of-the-unknown]

Juliet. "8. A kiss on an injury my muse gave to yours". Because it happened. Almost twice. You know it did, hohoho.

She remembered. The memory was so clear in her head… Like it happened the night before. Like a dream, so vivid and real it could only be a vision. It was sometimes the case in her family. Her mother always said… That when a dream brushed reality so, it was destined to happen, even if it wasn’t always obvious how, or when, or why. She didn’t know, for sure.

But she remembered. The weight of another body in her bed, a foreign presence, hazy and strange and brilliant. Breaking through her nightmare of fire and fallen moons… A feather-light touch, warm against the cool skin of her hand. It didn’t wake her up at first. She had been so spent, so tired… She could have slept for a century, and still wished for more. It was so, that her sharp senses didn’t notice the woman by her side at first.

She remembered feeling weak. Huddled up between the sheets, lethargic and defenseless like a child. She remembered… Slurred words telling the woman to stop, to leave her alone, asleep and forgotten. She remembered falling into slumber right after…

She remembered Juliet, her friend, biting her in her sleep.

It didn’t hurt much. The au ra had tasted her fair share of pain in her life, and that was far less than the sting of steel in her side, or the claws of cold and sickness around her throat. It was but a small wound… Open, bleeding red blood and radiant aether. It was only… Only a small…

It was betrayal, still.

It had felt like that. Nissa didn’t understand why Juliet had harmed her, why all her effort to reach the hyur’s frozen heart were being lost… Wasted.

That night, Nissa had screamed at her. “What’s wrong with you?!”, she had said, recoiling and sheething, leaping to her dagger drawn to her delicate, porcelain neck. Plenty. There was plenty of wrong... With the both of them, in fact. The night had ended without clear answers, with Juliet fainting after the fact, unable or unwilling to talk about it after. Why did she sneak into her room that night? Why did she continue to do so, every time Nissa felt tired, her aether in the verge of stagnation? The au ra started to fear her once friend… At least, until the last night. They fought, not with blades or magic, but with words. It was enough: At dawn… Juliet wasn’t there. Never to return, her dawn-like light lost in the horizon.

Yes, she remembered… That it could have been other way.

Nissa was a thief by trade, but sometimes… She wished something had been stolen from her that night. A kiss, perhaps? Soft lips easing the pain, the whisper of white magic closing that wound in her hand, never to be remembered. She had learned to like being restored that way… It felt good, as if, for an instant, everything was just alright. Everything was safe and warm. Juliet had made her feel that way… And not only with her healing magic.

Even now, lost as she was to her… Trust broken, questions unanswered, room empty. Even now, part of Nissa still wished for that kind gesture. For being corresponded in the affection she had shown, trying to bring friendship to someone who considered herself a heartless monster. Just to be used, manipulated… And then, abandoned when she finally said no.

It could have been other way. Any other way.

Be it an explanation… Or that kiss that would never happen. Be it that presence again in her bed, or the brush of slender fingers wiping the blood away. Be it an apology or silence… Any, all other ways could have been better than just losing Juliet, never to meet her again.

So Nissa could only remember. Remember the wound, remember the hope for that kiss… And wish for her once friend, to be well.

I'm sorry for being this late! As I said, Endwalker kept me pretty occupied... But thankfully, it also filled me with inspiration, so have a very lost in thought, very angsty (and slightly bisexual) Nissa. I hope you like it! 🖤

[its-us-daycare]

Very proud of this but dunno if I'll ever make it into a proper animation soooo, WIP???

[lucienkell]

Duskwatch Hosting a Party Night

Duskwatch Party Night

When: Friday, May 31, from 9-11pm EDT.

Where: Rosethorn Manor, Mist Ward 16 Plot 2.

Who: Anyone on the Crystal Data Center with underworld contacts or expertise, as well as those with wealth and influence. (Most anyone could likely find a reason to attend.)

The Rosethorn, a coastal retreat in the Mist owned by Duskwatch, is opening its doors to the wealthy elite as well as those with underworld skills or contacts. Join us on the main floor of the Rosethorn for drinks or a club atmosphere in the basement with performances including song and dance as well as an opportunity to meet others within Eorzea's underworld.

Duskwatch is a company that trades in information and offers investigators, bodyguards, and security advisers to those of means.

A raffle will be held to award door prizes at 11pm EST.

[roses-and-arrows]

New Possessions

I love you..

A simple phrase that held so much weight to it now ringing away in the ranger's mind as she came to. She had read them in the letters he had sent her in the past, even witnessed the sight of it in his gaze toward her. Though she had never uttered it herself to him. Not once did she deny that she had grown found of him, but both had agreed that neither wanted to commit right away. Their time spent together and exploits changing their thoughts.

..I was yours from the beginning, just didn't know it yet.

The vault's dim light giving her enough to be able to see the sleeping man beside her. Their faces so close that she could feel his breath, all thanks to the couch they had collapsed on. Once hardened features softened by slumber and their surroundings offered a sense of security. Given how long the two had slept, the same could be said for her. Normally she would have stirred from the slightest noise, but the only thing she could hear is his deep breathing and heart beat if she drew closer to his chest. A hand soon reaching up to gently stroke his cheek with the back of her fingers. His arms, having wrapped around her at some point, drawing her in close with a deep inhale and groan.

"Morning," she kept her voice soft. It wouldn't matter too much considering it was only the two of them. His ambers meeting her own cyan hues that hold a dim glow to not blind him so early, granted there was no real telling what time it was.

"Is it?" He lifts his head from the couch before letting it fall back onto the cushion. "We're going to have to burn this couch. Might have Shad do that, no telling what Cherly's going to say." He soft rumble of a chuckle resonating as his nose gently brushes her cheek. His face soon burying itself in the crook of her neck and kisses one of the marks he had left. The skin tender and the slightest motion of her shoulders making her back ache. "Fuck I'm hungry.."

"Well, if you let go we could get something to eat? Wake up a bit more?" The questions soon answered as she tried to get up and found no resistance. Now the matter of finding their clothes.

Oddly enough the portal that Shadrelar had opened for the two had remained open or the mage reopened it while they were asleep. Both wearing minimal clothing, they gather their belongings and walk into the town home. Dithaya in his shirt to cover herself for the moment, Malthaius in just his pants that he had found after his minor mental breakdown. Immediately the scent of coffee carried itself from the kitchen and caught their attention. The first to see them would be the rogue's sister who perked up at the sight.

"Ain't this a sight," already able to pick up the scent, there was no hiding what the two had done. "No' sure if this is a walk o' shame or.." Before she could get another word out Malthaius held a hand up walking over to the coffee. Grabbing two mugs he filled each before he handed one to Dithaya unsure what she might have wanted in it. Both soon settling at the table with her heads lowered for the moment still trying to wake up more.

"You two look like you a had a long night," Shadrelar soon appearing from around the corner. "I suppose you two will want to clean up before leaving?"

"Long," Malthaius soon snickering as he takes a drink from his mug. "Aye, also ya' might want to burn the couch in the vault, doubt ya' want to clean that up." His words making the Kaldorei turn a few shades darker as he pieced it together. The lack of clothing, the disheveled appearances.

"Burning it sounds reasonable.."

{ @malhaw }

[spottedblaze]

Thread 2: Mentors

Spottedblaze could hardly sleep. Her tail twitched, her mind wrapped up in thought. Birchwatcher couldn't murder a cat! She was the medicine cat for so long; she could never be so cruel like that now!

She shook herself and padded out of her den. Her gaze wandered up to the sky. The stars shone, and it seemed the clusters of silverpelt were growing by the moons. It wore her heart heavy. But newleaf typically brings new kits with it, she reminded herself hopefully. Maybe things can get better.

@ch3rryleaf @birchwatcher

[lesbianturrets]

If you think the Rosethorns RP Cherryleaf and Inksplatter is a tragic relationship then you’re not prepared for their original storyline in my story Starry Paths like JEEZUS.

[convivenciia]

Open || Mutuals

          “ Don’t worry , they deserved it . ”

[artists-who-rarely-draws]

My Redesign of one of my RP Ocs Ravengleam!!

She is actually the sister of Rosethorn and is a HORRIBLE person :D

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Custom designs are open for $15 USD a Sketch ref and $20 USD a clean ref feel more than free to dm for details! Proceeds go to rent and fixing my Laptop <3

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[vengeful-karma]

Promo & Rules

There was a flash of bright red light from within the once deserted temple. Once the black smoke disperse a lone figure could be seen down on their knees. They remained still and unmoving and it almost seemed like they might have been dead until suddenly he looks up at you, his eyes glowing a vicious crimson. As if on cue the torches lining the walls roared to life, casting their crimson glow around the temple, bringing life to the previously abandoned temple. A few overhead lights also cut on, finally giving you a better look at the figure who rosed up to their feet. They seemed dressed rather formally and stood at least 7 to 9 feet tall, practically towering over your average stature. (Average being 5’5-5’10) He patted himself down as if double checking to make sure he was real, letting out a small laugh of disbelief in the process as he looked himself over.

“After near centuries trapped within that cursed game, I’m finally free from the pixel prison that bastard Dearest casted me away into!” The figure states in a rather powerful but silky smooth tone of voice. It was definitely charming enough to send chills down your spine and captivate you entirely, almost enchanting in a sense even if he wasn’t necessarily speaking directly to you. “It feels truly wondrous to be back into proper reality.”

Crimson eyes finally fell onto you as he finally seemed to register your presence making you subconsciously freeze in place messing with the strings of your grey hoodie. ‘Awe shit-‘ The two of you stood there for a moment in this rather awkward stare off before the entity gave a soft melodious laugh, giving you a warm, welcoming smile.

“Ah it seems I have a curious little guest here~! Where are my manners? The name is Spirit, Spirit Rosethorne, my darling~” the figure, now known as Spirit, introduces giving you a small bow as he took one of your hands gently into his gloved one, pressing a soft kiss to the back of it before straightening up once again, releasing your hand. “Might I have yours~?”

“O-Oh er- ahah! Uhhhh Anon! Yeah- ANON!” You stammered out, caught off guard by the other’s formal behavior. Spirit simply chuckled at your embarrassment, giving you a slight sympathetic smile.

“Well, Anon, im sure you have a good bit of questions you’d like to ask, yes? I suppose I have more than enough time for a friendly little chat~”

Spirit is now open for asks and interactions!

Link to Info

Mod info + rules below cut

Rules & Mod info

This is a +18 account

Don’t be rude to the mod but feel free to harass and attack Spirit. Don’t be shocked if he attacks back though.

I do multiple rps at once so feel free to start a bunch with me. I love doing these!

Spirit tends to be violent so viewer discretion is advise. There will be dark themed content on like blog on occasions.

Feel free to draw him if you’d like! Just @ me in the post or submit it here! I’d love to see it!

I am a huge multishipper so feel free to do some ship rps with me but don’t do any obvious bad ones.

No inc*st or ped*phillia

Do not be homophobic. If you are anti-LGBTQ+ get the fuck off my page.

Sexual jokes and themed questions are fine. Both the mod and muse are old enough but i refuse to rp it. The muse might even make some jokes theirself so again, viewer discretion is advise.

M!A’s are welcome! So are roleplaying Anons! The limit for M!A asks are 10-15 questions though.

Please give at least two sentences (at least five words each) as Roleplay responses. I tend to write a lot and while I don’t expect you to match me, I don’t want three or four words in response.

Mod info

Name: Shae, Nick, or Oumie

Main: https://fandoms-on-repeat.tumblr.com/

Pronouns: He/They/It

Age: 18-25 (won’t specify but I’m an adult.)