#rp: exteriors

[ask-aesop-sharp]

Professor, will you be my dad?

Aesop laced his fingers and rested his chin on the back of his hands, looking deep in thought. Perhaps his looks may imply otherwise, but he was yet young enough to be... keenly and uncomfortably aware of linguistic shifts among his students. Something told him to tread lightly, at first...

"Are you perhaps in want of a mentor or role model? If so, I could hardly recommend myself, but, if you are truly without guidance in your life, I may... perhaps be able to offer any assistance I am able to." He cleared his throat. "If this is your way of telling me you truly have no safe place to stay, I can't say I'd have recommended coming to me first of all people. But you're welcome to visit my office after hours. We'll certainly get you taken care of."

[scgarhigh]

" i thought you didn't get scared ? " he teases, smirk tugging at his lips.

[terrorbitch]

open to: all.

plot: your muse's group of friends are all going to a lake house for the summer, and gibson is the strange boyfriend that your muse's friend guilted everyone into inviting. he could be just a stranger, someone your muse has hooked up with before secretly, or someone that your muse is currently close to hooking up with.

he wasn't entirely sure how he got stuck with the one person who had been objecting to most to his company on this trip, but he seemed to be the only one with a legitimate boating license (and his own boat) and they were the only one that didn't have a task. great. "you know how to swim, right? you know, if you find yourself overboard on the way to the... cabin is it? or is it actually a house? because having ten of us in a small cabin sounds like a disaster." he was dry and sarcastic, and one could barely tell that he was if they didn't notice the smallest smirk. "maybe if you're lucky, i'll let you sit on my lap and show you how to drive."

[kikun]

today we learned that gem forgot everyone gets kaeya, amber and lisa in genshin and that the healing bonus on childe did in fact heal so maybe healer childe should be a thing methinks

feat. @cryoexorcist @heikun @momijiba

[dxnse-macabre]

the urge to make an ala.stor or hu.sker rp blog from h.az.bin ho.tel is very great

[rockstar-roxie]

you're very cute and i imagine kissing you quite alot

I think that’d be more affective if like…ya weren’t hidin’ behind anon.

Nice try though 👍

[ash-muses]

Send ❤️ to receive a Valentine from my muse

((I saw an Anon do this and now I have to lol))

(OOC) I'm so sorry this took a while! I've had this in my drafts and I haven't felt the muse for this one yet until now. Hopefully this works for you <3 ♡ Video that the audio is from ♡ All credits belong to the rightful owners + celebrities (i.e. Jensen Ackles & The Red Clay Strays who sing the original song) ♡ Audio editing done by me using this site, this one, and this one (:

Dean paced back and forth nervously, one hand running over his lower features and the other holding an open notebook. His eyes scanned the page a few times, reading the words on the page at least three times over. Scowling, he came to a stop and leaned against the table in the bunker, lifting his gaze as he tried to rack his brain. This was one of the times he could have used Sam's help, although his pride wouldn't let him admit it.

It wasn't like he could just quote some Led Zeppelin song and get away with it, no snarks, quips, or the like to soften the discomfort he felt at the thought of showcasing some 'chick flick' side of himself. But if Dean was anything, he was charming — well, when he wanted or needed to be. Yet this was a whole new level, this was... sappy, romantic, not a quick one-night-stand that he could simply forget about a few weeks down the road. This was Reianna, for God's sake.

Even so, Dean wondered if he could ever truly put how he felt for her into words. What could he say that would ever reflect that? It wasn't like he was a poet or anything — and, even if he did show her that part of him, wouldn't she flee because men weren't supposed to? There was a long moment where he sat in the stillness of the room, contemplating how his father might have shown his mother how he cared about her; it was hard trying to reconcile that imagery, that version of him with the father he had known...

Once more, Dean picked up the notebook and tried again. This time, he used a different approach. It wasn't long until the older Winchester found himself in a certain flow, the words spilling out a bit easier than before. When it was finished and he was satisfied, he made a call to Reianna and invited her over.

When the time came, Dean let out a soft exhale and opened the door, leading her into the bunker. He motioned for her to sit at the table, clearing his throat as his cheeks tinged a faint crimson color.

"I, uh, I wanted to do something a little different," he explained, keeping his voice steady despite his nerves. "So... don't blame me if it comes out horrible, all right?"

With that, Dean leaned down and picked up a case from the side of the chair; he set it on the surface and unlocked the hinges, pulling out a brown acoustic guitar. He began to play the first few soft chords, and then, his voice filled the space between them.

She keeps on loving me Loving me the way I am She's not just along for the ride She's my biggest fan And it's a little old piece of heaven When we lay down at night She keeps on loving me And I keep on wondering why She's got a wicked smile, angel eyes Every guy wanting to hold her tight She's as pretty as sin Like the sun sinking down on the California coast She keeps on loving me Loving me the way I am She's not just along for the ride She's my biggest fan And it's a little old piece of heaven When we lay down at night She keeps on loving me And I keep on wondering why

[askrockandfriends]

Open RP: Christmas with the Fukumotos

It was the silent majesty of a winter's morn. The clean, cool chill of the holiday air. In their quaint little home of Shiromizu, siblings Raisuke and Anzu were busy decorating the interior of the house. Their mom, Hayami, was baking in the kitchen, and outside... a pair of brothers were fighting about how the exterior decorations should go.

"Damn it, Yori, how many times I do I gotta tell you the lights don't go like that!"

"Hey, come on, man! This is the safest way I can think to do this on this ladder you got me on!"

"Ugh... lemme on there before you hurt yourself, and my big holiday spend is on your hospital bill!"

Visiting from on high (literally), the grandpa Sohei alternated between barking orders at the siblings and snoring on the family's sofa with baby sister Kotone. It's just another happy, albeit chaotic Christmas with the Fukumoto family... will you surprise them with a sudden visit and make it even brighter?

@asterism-codex @hopes-memorial @thegeasswriter @astral-multiverse @dead-or-lie @hoshi-neko-hikari @catseyebakery @musekaiplex @aceofmuses89

[bardockarts]

My new TFA OC, Magnum Prime! She leads her own large squad in the outer reaches of Cybertronian space, though is sure to schmooze when she gets back to Cybertron between missions and patrols. She’s hoping to be Magnus one day, but there’s fierce (and not so fierce) competition standing in her way (Rodimus, Optimus, Sentinel, etc). Her short temper and impatience around incompetence make her a terrible bureaucrat, even if she wants to be more of a desk officer, but she’s genuinely compassionate under a rough exterior.

I recently made a TF RP server, still in its infancy, and I am soooo looking forward to playing her~

[rypnami]

Durmstrang Gang

i made these OCs about a year and a half ago for a discord server roleplay group, but i kinda abandonded them as i moved on to other projects. i want to use them again, so have some basic facts! if you remember them you are entitled to a Char Besties Club Ticket!

Cassian Peverell

Half brother of my oc Jack. Same dad (horrible man iykyk), different mum. He was the favoured son because he sort of embodied all the pureblood sterotypes that the Peverell family value, whilst Jack is the opposite in every way.

After it was discovered he is a bastard he was sent to Durmstrang to preserve his father's image and keep him out of the picture. He deeply resents his father and is now a recovering pureblood supremacist. He is in Atticus house, although once transferring to Hogwarts he is a Slytherin with his brother. His patronus is an adder.

General appearance- black curls, ice blue eyes, snake bites, lots of piercings, snake tattoo on his neck, sleeve of tattoos on left arm, tall. wears lots of rings and necklaces.

get in line ladies and gents, he's single and ready to mingle

Elias Ahlberg

Elias is a Swede, and comes from one of the oldest pureblood families in all of Sweden. Yes, I made up an entire Swedish pureblood society for ONE random character for RP purposes. I'm fine.

He's a sweetie and loves art. His partner is @mamalunawolf 's Cirilla, and they met when he and Ziven came to Hogwarts over Christmas to surprise Cass. One of the more open-minded of the boys, as in Sweden there is not so much emphasis on who has what blood, unlike in the UK where it's sooo important if you're pure, half, muggleborn etc.

He is in Terpsichora house, but if he attended Hogwarts he would have been a Hufflepuff. Patronus - golden retriever

General appearance- long, strawberry blonde/light ginger hair, brown eyes, slightly tannish skin, moles, tall, gangly

Ziven Karkaroff

JOCK JOCK JOCK. Buff man. Dumb as rocks. Still adorable. If Quidditch was allowed at Durmstrang, he'd be a Beater, and a damn good one. He's got an extra-thick skull that's good for taking bludgers probably.

He was raised in a similar way to Cassian, in the sense that he should know that he's better than everyone for being a pureblood and that he's superior in every way. Luckily for us, he has, as I said, a thick skull, and those ideals didn't really sink in. He genuinely just... doesn't understand WHY one's blood status should mean anything. Good for him! Ziv is a nice guy if you can get through that very, very, VERY thick exterior. A bit stoic and on the surface DOES look like one of those people that would bully you from your lunch money and drinks the blood of non-Slavics for fun. He would never, though.

He is in Concinne house, would be a Gryffindor if he was at Hogwarts. Patronus - Saint Bernard

General appearance- black hair, cropped close, hazel eyes, BUFF AS HELLLLL, very tall, tattoo of hippogriff on his chest (iykyk), wears a karakroff crest signet ring

he's with one of @girl-named-matty 's ocs (but idk if you still use her waaahh)

Nikolai Krum

The nerd of the group. He is fascinated with the mysteries of the universe and in an au that takes place in a different time period HE would have been the first man in space or died trying. probably died. he's got claustrophobia as well, so you can see why his ambition to travel through space would be conflicting with that...

GAYYY, likes to write and map the stars. Plot twist: despite the fact that Durmstrang ONLY accepts purebloods, Nik is, DUN DUN DUNNNN a halfblood. His parents lied about his blood status so he could attend, and it's only by technicality anyway (his mother comes from a long line of purebloods, but because one time like 2 generations ago one of them married a muggle, for some reason that's not good enough??).

He is in Terpsichora with Elias, but if at Hogwarts he would have definitely been a Ravenclaw. Patronus - Blackbirdl

General appearance - Black hair, green eyes, freckles, short, wide shoulders but slut waist, always painting his nails either black or dark purple. earrings

He's single too, gentlemen hehe.

None of them have in-game models, as none of the presets actually fit how i imagine them. one day, though, i shall draw them

[ocrpsearch]

hi and hello! (^o^) 21+ he/him looking for 21+ OCxOC literate roleplay on discord revolving around the world of organized crime. 

I have two male OCs I have been itching to write in either an M/M or M/F setting!

The first (38, he/him) is the heir and soon to be Don to his fathers crime syndicate based in Italy. He is crazed and unhinged, a sadist that takes whatever he wants whenever he wants it with no regard for human morality, a hedonist through and through, though he hides his vile nature behind a sensual and charming exterior. He enjoys indulging in all human pleasures with a great love for the arts but also more base things like sex, drugs and parties, and when he isn't intoxicated, he tends to commit this and that atrocity on the sidelines. Any OC shipped with him should be 25+, possible dynamics are mainly arranged marriage, kidnapping, hostage situations or “meet-uglies” (YC being at the wrong place the wrong time), manipulation, etc.

The second (43, he/him) is the Consigliere to the first character, recruited from the East-Asian organized crime scene, passed around mainly between two families in South Korea and China before his recruitment to Italy. He is the stoic and cool opposite to the first character as his protector and retainer, opting to remain abstinent from base pleasures as to be in better control of himself, though he silently is just as much of a crazed and obsessive sadist as his charge, sharing his disregard for human life. Any OC shipped with him should be 28+, possible dynamics are kidnapping, stalking/obsession, “meet-uglies”, criminal X “normal guy/girl” and “changing” the bad boy, cold and hard X warm and soft etc.

Obviously there will be themes typical for organized crime settings in this RP, such as further Dead Dove topics and NSFW.

If this caught your eye, feel free to like and I will reach out!

interact and anon will reach out!

[luxury-poison]

Queridos lectores…

✦ Uso libre. ✦ No retirar créditos, ni usar como base. ✦ Código multiusos inspirado en Bridgeton. ✦ El código a dos columnas, crecerá según el tamaño del texto. ✦ Tiene cuatro variables:

–letra: color de la letra.

–letra2: color del titulo y la firma en la parte de abajo.

–fondo: color del fondo de la hoja.

–accent: color de los tres borde exteriores, de la imagen y sus bordes también.

✦ Cualquier duda, pregunta, sugerencia estoy a un ask de distancia. ✦ Disponible para crear todas sus ideas y volverás realidad.

[Code] @elalmacen-rp

XOX Luxury Poison

[nirvanadearum]

[Relaciones] Blitz

Creatated by: Hela.

Link Pastebin: Zelda.

Prohibido retirar los créditos, no estorban y ni se notan (?).

Un favorito y/o un retweet nos ayuda.

Los colores son modificables al gusto (explicados más abajo a detalle).

Iconos de Fontawesome.

No tiene un scroll máximo así que este aumenta de tamaño.

Las imágenes se adaptan al tamaño determinado del sitio donde van.

Fuentes: Caveat & Jost.

Los datos del personaje no tienen una altura máxima pero tampoco es para exagerar (?).

De alguna manera me gustó hacerlo "a juego" con la cronología y el post multiusos pero con unos toquecitos de "destello" sutiles.

Cualquier duda no tengan miedo de mandar un ask con Hermes que ya no está de vacaciones, juramos encerrar a Cerberus en su respectiva casita para que no les muerda.

--bcks: color de fondo general, link, algunos bordes & zona de personajes. --drgd1: color más llamativo, centro degradado, zona de tu personaje (como los datos), el borde de las imágenes y parte de los nombres. --drgd2: color menos llamativo, borde datos personajes relacionados, exterior del degradado, parte de los nombres y sombra de la caja. --clch1: color del texto y de los íconos. --clch2: color de fondo de los íconos de los personajes relacionados.

Los colores se pueden usar en forma hexadecimal o rgba sin problema.

Octavo prompt del CODEMBER 2024. Como puse arriba de alguna manera va a juego con la cronología y el administrativo, hice las relaciones completamente basadas en mi velita de Disney favorita -ya saben, por la frase "¿Quien apagó la vela?" (?)-, y ya que Idia es el "Hades" de Twisted... todo salió encantador y yo estoy más que feliz con los resultados.

El pastebin lleva los colores en rojo y también dejé un ejemplo con colores claritos en las imágenes de arriba.

¡Nos vemos para el siguiente código!

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@elalmacen-rp

[nezu-spiketown]

He followed her lead, laying back down gently with her, still petting her head until she fell asleep. He only smiled at her when she said she knew evil and it wasn’t him.

When she finally fell asleep, he remained silent for a few minutes to allow her to get into a deeper sleep, still thinking about what she said

“I’m no Angel.. but I’m glad ya love me anyway..”

Hell, even half of his music was definitely not angelic, but it was good enough to find someone who accepted him as he was.

He remained awake for a while, and began to write a song while she slept on him, typing it on an app on his phone. One foot tapped softly as he kept the rhythm with the lyrics. Hopefully she wouldn’t judge his lack of sleep..

🎸 From Here

@toxic-spike-plumeria

The dazed and disoriented look was a bit startling but also somewhat expected. If the nightmare was that powerful, being awoken from it could cause confusion for a moment.

As such he just held her and continued to run his fingers through her hair until she was calmer.

After hearing what she said, he pulled her into his arms and gave her a tight hug. He didn’t say anything for a minute, just held her, hoping that the rhythm of his heart and breathing could help regulate hers by contact. It worked with babies, why not adults too?

After a while he spoke, barely above a whisper to not startle her further, in case she was still feeling off.

“I’m not goin’ anywhere, pet. This is just another thing for us to overcome together. An’ if not, I’ll just be here like I am now. It’s alright, love..”

He wasn’t so easily run off, and this wasn’t near enough to have him second guessing things.

“I can relate to nightmares.. trust me I’m not judgin’ ya. Not at all..”

[ask-cota--active-soon]

The elevator opened slowly, much too slow for Tech's liking as he then used his prosthetic arm to violently shove the door to the side, the console nearby emitting an angry error noise as the impatient Murder Clone stomped out and into the frosty environment.

It had been too long that he'd been staying in the bunker, the voices in his head becoming too much company for him to be comfortable with since the Doctor left.

Stepping out of the building, the howling winds were a sweet relief to the tortuous silence that had gnawed at his mind for days.

He decided to take a walk, passing destroyed shops and human skeletons frozen mid motion. Tech suppressed a shudder that nothing to do with the cold at the thought of what could have possibly happened to have done this.

@murder-clone-tech

//I kinda have until tonight to rp because I have school starting tomorrow//

*at the heart of the city is a massive laboratory. Though the exterior is weathered and beaten, it's clearly not only functional, but inhabited.*

[scene-spider]

Open RP post!!!

Vernal tumbled out of thoes colorful, hexagonal portals, the boys metal arms flailing slightly in a failed attempt to catch himself. In his tumble, he landed on his multiversal uh.. gizmo? Goober?? What was it called again??.. Whatever it was, he tumbled onto landing on his arm, and it in the process.

He groaned, using one of his uppermost metal spider legs to push himself into a sitting position. He looked at his watch thingy, yet another annoyed groan leaving him as he watched it spark and through the now very cracked exterior.

" God.. damn it.. fuck... "

He sighed, letting his arms come to rest at his sides. He looked around, trying to figure out where the gizmo had taken him.. it certainly wasnt home.. so he was lost in a dimension that wasnt his.. so that, of course, then begged the question,,;

Where was he??