#rp: father and son

[hisbucky]

Bobby: Son, what do you have to say for yourself? Buck: Is this about me and Eddie commandeering our firefighter gear for domestic use? Because I don't think I should get reprimanded for doing what you and Ma already did, Pops. Bobby: ... Buck, sighs: It wasn't about that, was it? Bobby, voice strained: No, it was not.

[waste-of-banadges]

What color is your heart? If I were to rip open your chest, would I be able to see it? Would I even be able to find it? Could you describe it to me? How tainted and dirty do you think it would be?

What color is your soul? If I were to split open your head, could I find it? Do you even think a soul exists? Would it be just like your heart? Do you think your soul is one of a human?

Could someone as tainted and filthy as you, whose victims still curse and spit your name in heaven or in hell, ever become a good man? Was Odasaku even a good man? Can a good man even exist inside the mafia?

“Ah… so inquisitive. Odasaku was indeed a good man, and the Mafia don’t posses any good hearts. They never do. All of them carry ill intentions, but if I were to state the good quality…it’d be loyalty. As for the rest, figure them out yourself.<3”

[x-rds]

That post about huge red flags from exes is going around and I’m like well mine requires some background reading

[llondonfog]

i've been working on color-themed icon sets for @/vargascamp and i thought you might enjoy these two from the red set uncropped

this was literally my reaction upon finding these in my inbox, i've not stopped staring at them for like five minutes ahhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!! the quality is so CRISP and the coloring is absolutely GORGEOUS, they look so ethereal, lethal in their battle-ready prime, and absolutely resplendent in the brilliant shades of crimson piercing through the grayscale i'm genuinely obsessed

[alex-is-the-king-11111]

Me when I'm about to play Mama by MCR on repeat for an hour and cry

[child0ftheabomination]

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・

Every once in a while, my dad’ll take me out for a guys day, even let me skip school sometimes. We have these really cheesy T-shirts that say “Father Fisher” and “Son Fisher” that we wear out to arcades and movies and stuff. It’s fun, especially since I don’t get to see him a lot.

The Fisher jokes are killing me, though. I made the mistake of watching The Matrix with him after Larry and I went (it’s a GOOD MOVIE).

That damn kissing scene came on. It would have been fine, if the old fart didn’t have to go;

“there’s a million fish in the sea. Someday, you’ll have someone like that. You know why?”

“Because I’m a Fisher.”

“BECAUSE YOU’RE A FISHER!!”

“Alright, dad.”

We got kicked out of the theater after that.

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✭ concept is not mine! I can’t find the original Tumblr user who came up with this joke. ✭

[unluckiestluckystudent]

Wowhhhhq father x2 hahwjwj giggles hi hello hello hi waves waves waves waves waves FATHER

"F- Father?" Since when?! Well, nothing can be done about that now...

"I suppose with how my luck is, it only makes sense..." He shakes his head. What could he mean by this... "Hello, son!" He waves back!!!!

[aurora-retainer-silver]

I made one joke about unfortunate genetics and now my father is staring at the wall.

In hindsight it probably wasn’t that good-

But curse me if I passed on the opportunity.

[spicyflameprince]

You mentioned family reunions were a little awkward with your celestial side, but now that you meet up with your father's side, do they treat you alright?

Well, I've only met a few of Father's brothers in arms from his reign. Uncle Macaque and Uncle Wukong are the only two I have any form of relationship with.

As for the others, we all know how my first meeting with Peng and Yellow Tusk went. Father is less eager to introduce me to his family after that incident, and I can't say I look forward to meeting more of them either.

[commanderbragh]

Helping In Bastion

Valiant settled down on the ground, letting out a slight grunt as he touched down. The winged lion turned his head from side to side and scanned the area before folding his wings forward to let his charges down. Banagan slid off the lion’s back and started looking around. The grassy hills extended into the distance with different animals meandering around while grazing. There was a sense of peace here, but young paladin didn’t trust it. He kept his hand near the hilt of his sword, his thumb hooked over his belt. He turned back to see his father slide out of the saddle. Braghaman took a moment to look around before turning towards his son.

“The hold was impressive enough,” Banny said. “Does the whole place look like this?”

“A lot of it does,” Bragh answered with a content look. “But like everywhere else, there are less savory places.”

“Is this where you were help captive?”

Braghaman froze, his eyes dropping to the ground for a moment. Slowly he looked up to his son and shook his head.

“No. That was some place else. Bastion is different.”

“Sorry, didn’t mean to bring up…” Banny’s voice trailed off.

“Don’t worry about it,” Bragh answered, waving it away with his hand. “We learn from the bad experiences as much as we do from the good.”

“So why are we here?” Banny asked, looking around again. For the first time, he noted the winged lions that were padding around near the top of the hill.

“We came here to help someone. I figured since you were still on R&R for your shoulder, you’d enjoy doing something that was a little less dangerous.”

“If it’s less dangerous, why’d you suggest I bring my sword and shield?”

“Because we’re paladins,” Braghaman smirked. “We can usually find trouble if we look hard enough. Also, when are you getting your armor back?”

“I don’t know? I kind of like this gear. It’s certainly lighter.”

“Don’t get me wrong, it’s a good look. Leather and mail works well enough.”

“I know, I know,” Banny responded, giving a smirk of his own. “The repairs are supposed to be done in a day or two.”

“Well it shouldn’t matter too much for what we’re doing today.”

“Which is what?”

“We’re here to help with those. They’re called larions. They’re native here. Rather territorial and they can get a bit huffy if they don’t like how you’re treating them.”

“Huffy?”

“Yeah. But they’re pretty noble. Treat them that way and everything should be fine.”

“Fine,” Banny repeated quietly.

“Sure. What’s the worst that could happen?” Bragh replied with another smirk. “Let’s go get you introduced.”

[savior-of-humanity]

@maykrisms -- continued from here!

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To be honest, Cassius had been expecting a demon or some other terrible bloodthirsty beast to jump out at him when the door opened. To instead be met with a ten-foot tall robot holding what looked like a demonic version of the Great Slayer's Crucible was... a surprise, to say the very least.

He blinks when Hayden speaks. Once, twice, his mind trying to play catch-up with a language he hasn't spoken in what might be decades. Thankfully, he still remembers enough of it to understand the former Maykr - and didn't seem to recognize him through the mechanical filter of his voice. His gaze naturally drifted to the demonic crucible in the cyborg's hand, but the sight combined with his voice still doesn't spark any sort of recognition as to who Hayden actually was.

"How do you know me?" Cassius would ask in perfectly fluent Argenta. He'd grown so much since he was a younger lad, almost as tall as his father but noticeably skinnier in physical build. He already had his fair share of facial scars, giving him an even closer similarity to the Great Slayer.

"And, to be fair, I didn't ask to end up here." Which was... mostly true. He'd only been following the trail of where his father had gone; he still didn't have a clue as to how he even ended up here, let alone outside of Hell at all, in the first place.

[z0mbie02]

| Looking for RP Partners |

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Basic stuff:

She/her

Age: 21 Please be 18+ only; no minors.

Timezone: Eastern

Where I roleplay/contact me:

Discord: zombieology (mainly RP here)

————————————————————What I’m looking for:

So I’m really obsessed with post-apocalyptic settings, mostly similar to the Last of Us type (heavily inspired) apocalypse, where the world is overgrown so if anyone shares my love for the apocalypse stuff I’m right here yo 🙏 and the kind of infected (zombies) would be similar to the last of us infected if so but TWD zombies are fine too I just don’t find that as interesting

And especially when the characters are born into that world with no clue of what the old world was like so maybe they’d be raised inside walls 🧍🏻‍♀️

Some Examples: (I eat this up)

I also like really angsty stuff; I need that depressing content and for the characters to suffer. But happy moments always mean everything to me, too.

Also complex characters are my favorite just heavily flawed misunderstood characters are my favorites most of my ocs are like this tbh 🚶🏻‍♀️

OCs only. (I can't, for the life of me, do anything canon but that's just me l like playing as my own characters)

No one liners I like long detailed responses since it keeps the story alive. I’ll get bored with short responses especially if I’m the only one writing a bunch

Pairings I’m looking for if romance is to be included:

FXM (I prefer playing the Male since I feel like I write them better)



IF ROMANCE IS INVOLVED THEN NSFW IS OKAY, as long as that's not the only thing happening, and there's actually a good storyline/plot planned Then, I don't see why not especially if there’s realism involved but it’s not required however I can live fine without it

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I also like making Playlist for my ocs with songs that are similar to them and sometimes boards for fun I feel like it’d be cool to have someone who’s just like that so we can make some together maybe even make playlists for each others characters :))

I use third person pov and try to match my partner's writing length(as long as it’s not one liners and super short). i also love , randomly receiving art of our characters interacting together that’s my favorite thing ever (any fellow artists? 👀), and coming up with headcannon, maybe edits too

I hope we can be friends outside of RP too and just ramble about ocs cause I tend to yap a lot about mine when I have someone returning that energy . Hate to treat something fun as business or something I do like talking ooc

Anyways that’s all HMU if interested

Discord: zombieology

[lylailaeth]

Last session we found out that our ancient viking Baron never learned how to read, so we on a mission to convince his already overworked childer/ personal assistant/ the best son he ever had despite never admitting that aloud, to teach him. They desrve some family bonding time in those trying times goddamit!

[thetravelingymleader]

((@ula-ula-island-kahuna ))

Hey. This uh, Nox....and Nanu?

Because I'm Nanu, Island Kahuna.

Think I need to talk to you guys. Message me.

.... Nice joke bro. However, my dad is right here, soooo.

What is it?

I dunno, some dude pretending to be you, I guess.

Hmm. If they were, doubt they'd be wanting to talk to us and reveal themselves.

It's the internet, dad. People are just weird.

Right. Let's see what they want, son. No need to jump to conclusions.

Alright...

[hifimuses]

@outoftheirdifferences (xx)

Max was thinking too deep about it. He just always had an itch to make new friends. "You really hear that all the time? What kind of stuff do you get into if that's the case?" He said turning his head to the side asking it half joking and half seriously. Whatever the case she seemed down to hang out. Which was good, cause most of his other friends were grounded for one reason or another.

"Well, there's plenty of stuff to do and things to get into. I usually love going to the skate park or the arcade, but I'm open to suggestions." He said with a friendly smile inviting her to suggest any ideas, or jump on his.

[gatorboys22]

Keres Amate

Job: 'Security' at the local tavern.

- took the job bc she wanted to punch the assholes in town.

She is currently dragging one if the drunks home after he tried and touch one if the waitresses.

Fun fact she wears men's clothing (her father's) to do jobs. She kinda hates dresses bc their hard to fight in.

Also she's 'security' bc the old man that runs the tavern hired her do her mom had extra money. He's a old soul that hates her father, so he's trying the best to help Keres the way he knows how.

Keres knows, but says nothing she gets to beat up assholes when they go to far. So she's okay with this.

Another fun fact this was probably a few days before she heard the bounty hunters talking about their gain. Desperate bc fighting people would do so much. She becomes something she hated with a passion, a bounty hunter. But she didn't start until AFTER her mother's death, it fueled the hatred she had for people that were being hunted down.

Also I SUCK at drawing background so pretend there's a tavern behind her.