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ofglories · 10 months ago

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REFLECT - althur :)

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The valley had once been a place of peace.

Long ago there had been a river that ran through it, though time and human hands had eventually changed its course across the land. In its place it left behind fertile soil, drawing in farmers from across the land to take advantage of the perfect conditions for their crops and livestock. The verdant fields and orchards, dotted with herds of cattle and flocks of sheep had been the pride of his kingdom.

A place more beautiful than any to be found in the other parts of Britain.

Not even Rheged had been able to boast such a place.

But now...

The green fields were trampled into the mud, watered with rain and blood. What remained of the orchards would never return to the acres they had once spanned, a practical forest of fruit trees now lost to war. A small relief had been the farmers taking their herds and families to safety before either army had arrived, given forewarning by messengers both on foot and by air. But it didn't make the sight of the torched remnants of the houses, barns, and villages any easier to stomach. Something he'd quietly confided in Bedivere earlier before the day's battle had truly begun.

Arthur sidestepped, dodging a blow aimed for his side.

Armor or no, it wouldn't do to be careless when battling Romans. That was something he had learned from experience. Dodge, swing, block, parry, thrust. It almost felt like a dance, were it not for the way his lungs and shoulders ached. The strain of this battle that had gone now for several days all over a valley that the Romans had already rendered a waste. There was no strategic importance to it. No major roads went through the farmlands and to even reach it one would have to take several detours to get to it.

It was just something to crush to draw Arthur out.

This was something he knew already.

Still the battle raged on, even as Arthur pressed through the enemy ranks. He'd lost sight of Kay and Bedivere somewhere in the mess, the two promising to be careful.

And then...

"Kay! No!"

The sound of Bedivere's cry cut Arthur to the core. The icy spike of dread he'd been feeling all day becoming akin to a blade in his heart. There was no time. He snarled at the soldiers blocking his path, magic channeling through him into Excalibur. A blast of wind, enhanced by the holy sword's own natural magic, carved a way through by force, flinging enemy soldiers to either side.

Another shout from Bedivere was all he could hear over his heart pounding in his ears, the pain evident in the pitch.

What awaited him was the thing of nightmares.

'No no nonono please please don't let this be true,' he begged in his mind, eyes wide with horror at the sight of his older brother slumped on the ground, blood staining the front of his armor and the grass beneath him. Kay was still, far too still. Arthur knew with only a glance that it was too late.

Something was cracking inside of him.

Choking back tears, he turned, casting his eyes around for- there!

"Bedi!!" Arthur screamed, sprinting to the site where his best oldest, dearest, most beloved, friend lay on the grass. The tall, redhaired man standing over him didn't even register in the king's mind as he dropped to his knees, hauling the older man into his arms.

There was no denying that the wound Bedivere had sustained was mortal.

With a strangled sob he cupped the other man's face, blinking away tears to properly meet those emerald eyes he adored so much. Hazy with pain and bloodloss as they were, Bedivere still forced a smile even as tears stained his own face. It wasn't fair. It wasn't fair. Arthur was supposed to keep him safe, to keep both of them safe. He shouldn't have allowed either Kay or Bedi to join him on the battlefield, he decided.

"I-I'm sorry, Arthur... I-I didn't..." Bedi mumbled, blood spilling over his chin as he gasped.

It was a nightmare.

One Arthur desperately wished he could wake from.

"Don't apologize, you're going to be fine!" A lie. A desperate, pleading lie to any god that would listen to make it come true. For the horrific gaping wound in the other man's chest to miraculously heal before his eyes.

The cracks were getting worse, almost audible like ice shattering beneath a boot as the owner of his heart struggled to keep breathing.

"I thought...th-there would be more time f-for us," the whispered confession made Arthur's heart break, the tears falling freely now as Bedi forced himself to speak his last words. "A-Arthur, I... I..."

It wasn't enough.

"...Bedi...?"

Bedivere was gone.

Kay was gone.

Arthur felt the edges of his vision going dark, Lucius Tiberius was saying something. But his enemy's voice sounded muted, like trying to listen underwater. His breathing grew strained, hands shaking as he gripped Bedivere's body tightly against his chest.

Something had broken and there was only anger and hate and despair.

Slowly he laid his beloved down, gripping Excalibur in his hand as he stood. The ever-present glow around the blade shifted, though he took little notice of it. All he cared about was destroying the person who had ripped away two of the people most important to his life. His brother who had always been there. And his dearest friend who he had loved his entire life. Arthur raised his head, baring his teeth at Lucius Tiberius.

He would kill him. Destroy him so nothing remained. Wipe his presence off the world like the stain he was.

He didn't know then that that was the moment he became more dragon than human.

#messages on birdwing; asks #toadmiretoweepover #twelve seals unleashed; arthur pendragon #the corrupted holy sword that cleaves the world; alter verse #under a readmore for length and also the...blood bhjdsfbhm #an endless tale; headcanon

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blackrosesmatron · 8 months ago

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△ + "But why not allow him to know, even if just a little fragment, of the vast ocean of feelings you cradle beneath?" She would ask from the Mirror as if nonchaotically drinking a glass of wine. A couple of Pixies fluttering out, carrying a glass & a bottle with impressive strength given their little shapes. Like dutiful maids, they would also serve the glass for their Enchantress' twin with precise skill.

"... Is our dear Hemomancer not meant as romantic material on your side? You actually spoke truly fondly of him, & after centuries of cradling so much, I can't help but wonder what stops you." Now she wondered, given their experiences differ despite parallels.

"He would be beyond foolish if he didn't reciprocate your sentiments... Look at you, the absolute Epitome of Beauty, Power & Intelligence."

Was it Narcissistic to speak this way? Well, none said she couldn't pay compliments to herself in the middle of this sudden novela~

Send me a △ and ask a really invasive question aimed at my character: accepting

She didn't need to be a seer to foresee that question being asked right after the previous inquiry on whether Emilia thought her longtime ally attractive or not. Yet, that was worse - far worse than the previous one. Raising a hand, she signed to the pixies stop before they could approach the sorceress and serve her anything, as she was not feeling like joining her dear twin on a drink.

Her expression also changed to a more somber one. "On the contrary, he knows quite well how to be romantic and insistent. He does seem to have a foolish hope that I will eventually change my mind and give him a chance, no matter how many times I have turned him down through the centuries." The statement alone already told a lot about the current status of their relationship.

"As for why I do not share my feelings and thoughts, well, because I am a coward." There was nothing else to say about it. "I am a coward and I am absolutely terrified of loving anybody - for emotions are prone to cloud one's judgment, leading to vulnerability. Emotions are a poweful tool to be exploited, and I know it for I do it on a daily basis with others." That was not all, and she knew she had been hexed to tell the truth and further share what went through her mind and heart.

"I am afraid of loving and losing, for love is nothing but allowing others to hurt you. To allow life to hurt you. Everybody I held dear was taken from me by the Kindred, with only two exceptions until recently, and one of them not being able to actually die." Having such a reassuring thought on the Demoness of Agony did help Emilia to feel without the fear of losing. "I already fear for my dear duckling every day, and that was the reason why I turned against our former Master, as well as the reason I don't disclose the fact we know one another to anybody but Evelynn and Vladimir." Veigar was far too precious to her, and the mere thought he could be in danger was enough to make Emilia panic.

"Briar is nearly indestructible, so it is easy to allow myself to love and show it to her. Plus, my mentality changed a lot since the last time I had to mother anybody." Her brothers, the ones she should have protected and raised. The images of their corpses on their house flooded back to the front of her mind, forcing LeBlanc to actually put her acting skills to the test as to not show how much that question was affecting her.

She was disclosing a lot until that point in hopes to avoid the main topic, but alas, there were no more names to be listed but Vladimir's.

"I have loved Vladimir for over a thousand years now. I hated him when we first met, thought of him to be too vain, annoying and short-sighted. He could have much more than just a few small tribes adoring him as a God. How wrong I was, but I learned quickly he was not what he seemed to be. Before I knew it, I had fallen for him, and with the love came the fear. We would face Mordekaiser together and I knew his set of skills were not the best against him. Hemomancy does not work on someone who has no flesh and bones that can be manipulated. Still, against all odds, we won, and I had to push him away because I knew more would come our way and I could not bear the idea of losing him to the Kindred again. I know he is quite capable of defending himself, but fear does turn us irrational." She sighed, already feeling herself growing emotionally exhausted in sharing so much.

"I know now how foolish I was, because pushing him away only served to hurt both of us and did not make me love him any less. And after so long avoiding him, I feel like I am finally about to lose him. We are slowly drifting apart and I don't think I should try to change it. I don't even think I could change it and make him believe me again even if I tried to be honest and share all of this." There was something about knowing your end was approaching. It put things into a new perspective and it was forcing LeBlanc to reevaluate everything she had done with her life until that point.

"Perhaps it is better this way." She concluded, hand going to the nape of her neck, where Mordekaiser had branded her with his Sigil. She still could feel it, as a constant reminder that his return was near. "He will suffer less when I'm gone, and will have the empire all for himself, without me trying to hold him back from openly ruling Noxus." One last gift to her loved one.

"As for how uncomfortable that question made me on a scale from 0 to 10, it was a solid 12." With that, Emilia stood up from her chair in front of the mirror, covering it with a black velvet cloth, and leaving the room.

#“would i lie?” (answered)#angelicxlly #angelicxlly [LeBlanc]#drinkthepain #heredis sanguinis #V: “I am everywhere. I am everyone!” (Default verse)#under readmore due to length

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carminecherry · 2 months ago

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THE SUMMER HEAT, THE COOL CAFE | mikey sano

this is part one of the series kill the lights

⇝��PAIRING: timeskip!biker!mikey sano x fem!reader

⇝ SERIES SYNOPSIS: after moving by yourself to tokyo, you black out at a party and wake up with a new friend. as she sweeps you up in her fast-paced city life, you feel yourself falling deeper and deeper for her mysterious brother. but something dark is brewing in the city. as his past threatens to resurface, mikey must fight not only physical enemies but the mental battle of his feelings for you. he can't resist you , but could he ever forgive himself if something happened to you? he'll love you selfishly and protect you savagely.

⇝ PART ONE LENGTH: 2.8k words

⇝ PART ONE WARNINGS: N/A (18+ minors do not interact):

all characters are 20+; Alternate Universe! Canon Divergent. you go out for coffee with emma after meeting at a mutual friend's house party. a friendship blossoms, but you can't seem to get a certain biker out of your head.

⇝ AUTHOR'S NOTE: I have been haunted by this mikey fic for almost a year! I hope you all can enjoy the drama and popcorn fiction of the world of the mikey-verse. we'll keep it fun and flirty and I PROMISE the build up will be worth it ;) it starts off slow, but there is gratuitous smut later in the series. keep an eye on the tags and stay safe! <3

DO NOT INTERACT WITH THIS WORK IF YOU ARE A MINOR. BY CLICKING THE READMORE, YOU CONSENT TO VIEWING ADULT CONTENT.

The city has become a concrete jungle. The summer sun roasting the land beneath it. Lavishing in its task; making the hours creep by ever so slowly. Even after the sun goes down, the heat sets into the earth like a deep rot.

You step out of your apartment, the distant star glaring down. The buzzing of the cicadas makes the heavy, humid air vibrate in an unpleasant way. You always hated summer and summers in Tokyo were a special hell. The way your clothes would cling to your sweaty body. How the muggy, wet air thickened your breath. And that's all before you consider the insects.

One of the few blessings of living in the city was that there weren’t as many bugs here as in your childhood home. However, you didn’t have a parent here to kill or catch the scary ones that would occasionally make their way into your apartment and you didn’t have the heart or stomach to deal with them.

A particularly ferocious looking cockroach had been in your sanctuary last night, which meant you had spent the better part of an hour making a very convincing argument for it to walk out of the balcony door. All the while, praying nothing else would fly in. Cursing and mentally tallying the money pouring out into the hot summer night as your AC ran at full blast. Fall couldn’t come soon enough.

Today was particularly blistering. Your phone already growing hot in the short distance to the train station. If you hadn’t made plans in a better, more social mood, you could still be curled up under your AC. You cursed the gregarious version of yourself from the other night. The crowded train swaying, other passengers bumping into you with each motion. But It was too early in the friendship to flake now.

You had met her through a mutual friend at a house party. You were still relatively new to the city and didn’t have a community yet. Blessedly, it turns out you had a good friend from university living close by. Earlier in the week, out of the blue, he had reached out. The two of you had studied hard and partied harder as undergraduates. While he seemed to be making something of his fashion design degree, if his immaculately curated luxury loft were any indicator of success, you were busting your ass to make ends meet.

Your job at the small combination cafe and bookshop was aesthetic and cozy but ultimately a placeholder until you found a job in your industry. Maybe you should’ve done Fashion Design after all.

You wanted to catch up with him the other night, maybe even do some networking at his house party, but you had barely been able to get two sentences in before he was called off to talk to other party-goers. This had left you in your worst, admittedly nicely decorated, nightmare.

This solitude and anxiety had led to you sipping awkwardly from one too many drinks. But the alcohol had eased your nerves enough for you to talk to another girl at the party. Regrettably, much of your conversion had been lost to the liquor, but meeting for coffee today had been nailed down before you lost too much of your sense.

You winced in embarrassment, rubbing away the ghost of your hangover from the other night. You hope you hadn’t made a fool of yourself, and if you had, you hope that she doesn’t remember it either.

Just then, your phone buzzed with a notification. Emma, the girl from the party’s name flashes on your phone screen. You tapped it quickly and read,

“I’m so sorry, my ride fell through but I got another one. I’m running a little late but I’m on my way!”

Thank god. Your heart had dropped seeing the preview of the message, thinking she was about to cancel. You quickly type back,

“No sweat! I’ll see if I can snag us any of the good seats ;)”

You don’t imagine it’ll be too busy since it’s that golden window after breakfast and before lunch, but the “good seats�� are always the first to go. The thought of having to sit out on the balcony in this weather makes you cringe. The train lurches to a halt and you get your elbows up, worming your way out of the crowded car. The joys of Tokyo living.

You idly make your way to your destination, wishing there was some sort of breeze to ease the waves of hot air rising from the concrete. The streets are dotted with only a handful of other people; everyone else must be smart enough to stay inside today. There are a few cars on the road, the way the wind shifts around them as they zip past throws off an uncomfortable, hot gust.

You turned the corner to cut back to some of the side streets, there were usually less cars there; more pedestrian friendly. You’d usually opt for a cozier, more hole-in-the-wall type of cafe like the one you worked at, but Emma had insisted that she wanted to try the new seasonal drink at this place.

This location was often not as busy as you would expect from one of the most popular coffee joints in Tokyo. Well, the world. But ever since tourists started coming back to Japan, it was becoming more difficult to anticipate the crowds. You rounded the corner and neared the big wooden doors.

The cicadas were noisy as hell, even here. You noticed there was something masked by the buzzing. A revving? The sound rapidly approached and in moments was bearing down on you. You jumped back, securely on the sidewalk as a motorcycle screeched to a halt. The sudden appearance of the two riders on its back catching nearby eyes.

The driver of the bike was dressed head to toe in black, matching his sleek black bike. You could practically see the heat waves rolling off of the leather biker jacket that stretched across a broad back and tightened over what were sure to be muscular shoulders.

You questioned how and why anyone could wear that getup in this weather. The smaller figure on the back was more sensibly dressed in light, loose clothes, the outfit accentuating their feminine features. She tugged off her helmet, golden locks tumbled free of their confines.

“Jesus! It’s too hot to be wearing a damn helmet, Mikey! I think it messed up my hair” she whined, shoving the helmet into the hands of the figure named Mikey. She tossed her hair a few times in an attempt to fluff some life back into what was matted by the helmet. She was stunning regardless. He made no move to take off his headwear, the visor an impenetrable black, betraying no feature of the face beneath.

“That’s a long way to say thank you.” He returned dully. She gave him a shove as she hopped off the bike. Turning on her heel she offered, “Thank you.” The words dripped in sarcasm. He nodded, seemingly satisfied despite the tone. Emma turned again, eyes finally locking on you. They’re a pretty honey color slightly darker than her hair.

“EEE! Oh my god! It’s so good to see you!” She squeals, rushing over to hug you. The sudden physical affection catches you off guard. You hope she doesn’t feel how sweaty you are. “Hey~ I thought you were going to be late?!” You respond, giving a gentle squeeze back before slipping from her grip. You continue with a smile, “It’s great to see you too. Thanks for meeting up with me today.”

She smiles back. She has a pretty smile that crinkles her nose and shows off her straight, white teeth. She’s as beautiful as you recalled from the party, despite your memory being hazy. As you admire the features of the woman in front of you, you feel a prickling on the back of your neck. That feeling when you know someone is watching you and you feel the world zoom in on the space around you.

Your eyes dart up and land on the figure still seated on the bike. His stance unnaturally still. Despite the visor still blocking your view, you knew those were the eyes boring into you. You smiled awkwardly and offered a small wave to the figure sizing you up. He made no move to respond. Emma registered the situation and turned back to face Mikey. “You can go now.” In a tone so icy you almost forgot you were in the armpit of summer.

“I’m gonna have Draken pick me up so don’t worry about hanging around.” With that she waved him off dismissively. There was a beat before her words registered and the biker’s head snapped forward, nodding sharply before revving his engine. You felt the reverberation in your bones. Then, in a bolt of jet black, he was gone. Your eyes lingered in the space where he’d been.

“Sorry about him. He’s not good with new people.” Emma says, shaking her head and holding the door open. You step into the massive cafe, the cold air a welcome embrace. “It’s all good. Was he at the party the other night too?” You ask, eyes surveying the crowded room for an open table. “Nah, he had to work late. He’s also not much of a party person, believe it or not.” She says, lacing the end of her statement with sarcasm. “What?! No way!” You feign surprise. She shoulder bumps you playfully as the two of you make your way up to the second floor. You like her already.

Your mind replays their interactions from before and the dynamic wasn’t giving that of a romantic relationship. “So, how do you know him?” You ask, your eyes turning to the pretty blonde. “Oh! He’s my brother, Mikey!” She said with a hearty laugh. “Sorry! I should've introduced you!” She apologizes. “It’s all good! He seemed like he had somewhere to be.” Your offer. She rolled her eyes, “He’s always rushing off somewhere, I’m surprised I was able to catch him today to give me a ride.” You look around the second floor for an open table to no avail. You say a prayer to a certain green mermaid that there will be seats on the third floor.

“That’s brutal though. Working late on a Friday night and having to rush around on a Sunday.” Your homebody shudders at the thought of working on the weekends. “Yeah, well he’s too much of a busybody to sit around doing nothing. I don’t think he’s been relaxed since we were kids.” Her gaze drifts and you get the sense that conversation has reached its end.

“Anyways, the party was a lot of fun! How do you know Yuuki?” you ask, changing the subject. “Oh, he’s actually friends with my boyfriend Draken and, I guess, acquaintances with Mikey.” The word acquaintances seemed to be doing some heavy lifting and the nosy side of you wanted to know more, but you locked onto the juicier topic.“Oh~ Boyfriend.” You tease. Of course a girl as pretty as Emma would be taken. “Does he have any single friends? Any cute ones? Could he hook me up?” You continue.

She laughs, “Not many I think he would vouch for, but I can let him know there is an interested party.” Score! In more ways than one, there is an open window seat calling your name on the third floor. You set your bags down to claim the space. You sink into the plush seats to test them out, heavenly. She returns your question, “How about you, how do you know Yuuki?”

“We were friends in university, we had some classes together. Actually, I was surprised to hear from him when I moved to the city. You know, we haven’t really talked since graduation. I don’t even know how he knew I moved here to be honest...” You say with a dry laugh.

Come to think of it, you hadn’t questioned when his message slid into your DMs. Welcoming you to Tokyo and inviting you to his house party. Truthfully, you thought he might’ve been shooting his shot. He’s cute and the two of you had a little will-they-won't-they that never played out in university. But his complete dismissal of you at the party had been signal enough.

“Either way, he used to throw ragers at his place back on campus and it seems like he’s perfected the craft here.” As you continue, Emma’s eyes drift out the large floor to ceiling windows and a scowl flashes across her face, too quick for you to notice. She whips her phone out under the low table and skillful fingers fly across the screen, stabbing out a message that is delivered before you end your sentence. If you listened closely, the sound of a bike might’ve been heard over the ambience of the crowded cafe.

You’re pulled out of your reverie by Emma, clapping her hands as she stands from her seat, sparkles in her eyes. “If you’re looking for a good party you found the right girl. I’m actually working as a promoter right now. If you ever want to go out, shoot me a message. I’ll put your name on the list!” A wide smile stretching across her face. “Only if you promise you’ll be there with me.” You counter, flashing your best puppy dog eyes. “It’s a deal.” She winks, “Let’s get our coffee before the line gets any longer.” You rise from your seat, the promise of caffeine is an attractive one and the two of you make your way to the counter.

***

Coffee had been perfect. What nerves you had about meeting Emma had melted in her warm aura. She was walking sunshine. The afternoon had been filled with laughs and knee slaps, It had felt like home. Before you knew it, the day had gotten away from you. With a promise of coffee next Sunday, the two of you made your exits.

Another biker pulled up in front of the cafe. His build is slightly taller than Mikey’s. His bike was cool and looked more retro from what limited knowledge you had. Emma practically glowed as she skipped to the man. Wrapping her arms around him. He pulled off his helmet as he steadied his bike, balancing the woman embracing him.

His features are severe and strikingly handsome. He has a muscular and imposing build. His bleached hair is cut into a kind of shaggy mohawk. The hair on the top of his head is longer and braided while the sides are shaved to the scalp. You notice he has a large tattoo that curls behind his ear and goes down his neck. Between his physique, the bike, the ink, he might’ve looked scary if he didn’t look like he was about to melt. His eyes were soft and locked on the woman in his arms. What you wouldn’t give to have someone look at you like that. Especially if it was a guy who looked like him.

You exchanged a brief introduction and he gave you a firm handshake, his expression unreadable when facing you. You said your goodbyes and watched as the two of them rode off. You had a nostalgic feeling lingering in your chest. Happiness from the day mixed with something else. Is it loneliness? You couldn’t quite place it as you made your way back to your apartment, the heat getting the better of you. The cicadas were beginning their nightly choir as you neared your door. You had noticed many things that day that played in a loop in your mind.

The way Emma’s hair shimmered like gold when it caught the sunlight, the way the thrum of people in the cafe had made the top of your drink shimmer with vibration, the new spider web woven into the nook between the station sign and the wall near your exit, even now how the sky was streaked with magenta and tangerine hues as the sun dipped below the horizon.

You’d always find yourself drawn to bright, shiny things. Not daring a glance to the shadows that creep along the periferie. What you can’t see can hurt you. That's a hard lesson. One you were bound to learn sooner or later. It was too late to change the trajectory as your door closed securely behind you. Everything was already in motion and, without realizing it, you’d been tugged into the current. Nothing would’ve changed, but if you had turned and glanced at the shadows, you might’ve seen the black silhouette of a biker in stark contrast to the vibrant summer world.

#mikey sano x reader #manjiro sano x reader #manjiro x you #mikey x reader #Mikey Sano #Mikey Sano smut #tokyo revengers x reader #tr x reader #tokyo revengers fanfiction #tr smut #tr x you #carminecherry fics

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purrmoon · 2 years ago

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masterlist.

a master list of my omegaverse lore posts, original writing, etc. will be linked in my about. may place all links under a readmore for update or length purposes <3

my lore

pack structure

dynamic abilities

bonds & truemates

courting

cycles & pregnancy

pups

scents & scenting

noises & mannerisms

nesting

miscellaneous

my writing

[imagine] an alpha bottoming for the first time

[imagine] tall!omega / shorter mate

[fanfic] dom!omega ‘verse. (dcu | batman | tim drake/jason todd) MM. OxA.

[fanfic] drape me in your warmth (dcu | batman | tim drake/jason todd) MM. AxO.

[fanfic] clove, smoke, and honey (dcu | batman | jason todd/jason todd) MM. AxO.

#🌙#masterlist #about

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alwaysaqueene · 5 months ago

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Destined Queen

Indie RP Blog for Original Character’ Medieval, Regency, and High Fantasy Verses — Sideblog to @joyfulmagic & special verses for Relta & Aislin of @fantasiesandfolklore, guest test muse Prince Alastair as well

Written by 𝕷𝖊𝖙𝖙𝖎𝖊 [Lettie] || Mun is 25+ || Blog is 18+ (Preferably 21+)

Minors (under 18) and Personal Blogs DO NOT INTERACT

[Relta’s “Regular” Bio]

[Verse Info Tag] [Guest Staring Lord Alastair, Half-Brother to Relta] & Aislin’s Medieval Verses from @fantasiesandfolklore FCs Used: Charlotte Hope (18-32); Rebecca Ferguson (30+); Ruairi O’Connor (18-35); Anya Taylor Joy (18+); & Natalie Dormer (30+)

Rules are below the readmore on this post

Heavily Affiliated With: @ofheroesandscholars, @singeart, @blackarrcw, @luposcainus, @aislingarrow and @tsarincvdova

𝒜 𝓈𝓉𝓊𝒹𝓎 𝒾𝓃…being the bad guy, raising Hell and high water, religion, paganism, royalty, destiny, fighting fate, the girl with ice in her veins and a heart of gold, blood spilled for justice, living out of spite, heroics, being the final girl, the stench of the battlefield after a war, and taking one’s rightful place on the throne.

𝕽𝖚𝖑𝖊𝖘

NO minors (under 18 years old / still in high school) or personal blogs please! I’d prefer to write only with muns ABOVE age 21, as I am currently 27 (6/2024) years old.

Open to non-mutuals, but still semi-selective toward the selective side

Preferential treatment given to those I’ve built an OOC relationship with / am heavily affiliated with. Just being honest.

No god modding with the exception of starters, as I know you kind of have to a bit to write a decent starter

Multi-para / novella length replies usually. Please attempt to meet my length or at least my effort. Sometimes replies are short to move things along, I get that.

No auto-shipping, as Relta does not want to fall in love or have a co-monarch as a default in the phoenix queen/queen of ashes verses

IF we do ship, know I’ll be simping for them and wish to talk about them OOC a fair amount. Also, expect playlists for solidified ships haha.

My main triggers are animal death, parent death, cancer, infertility, and Dementia/Alzheimer's. Memory issues due to other reasons are fine. PLEASE let me know your triggers so I can avoid them as well.

Dark topics will be present, and the presence of NSF/W isn’t impossible. I will tag NS/FW as “lemons” or “mild lemons” depending on the severity (like PG-13 versus R rated).

Relta is queer, as is the mun. Please be respectful of that.

The mun is neurodivergent and disabled, so please be patient with me. I may miss stuff like social cues at times.

My discord is open to mutuals, but it’s an easy one to guess based on my main blog hub title lol

I have studied history and international politics in college, and plan to focus on medieval times in graduate school when I attend. Relta’s verses on this blog are heavily influenced by actual history and historical figures, so please know I HAVE done my research or asked my Tudor historian friend lol I might twist it and throw in a ton of various influences, but it’s still historically inspired.

I saw BBC’s Robin Hood…18 years ago now…when it first came out and I was a kid, so I’m a bit rusty on it since I can’t find a free way to rewatch it. Thus, I’ll be leaning into headcanons a bit and actual history about King Richard, the Crusades, and Robin Hood lore for the V: Lionhearted verse. I’d be happy to discuss the show AND history/lore with anyone interested in this verse.

I often post worldbuilding and headcanon stuff about Relta in these verses, so don’t be surprised if they outnumber IC posts for a while.

Relta has been an OC of mine since I played make believe with my friends in elementary school, and simply has evolved to who she is now through a passion for creative writing and a gaining of knowledge on character building. She’s still a bit Mary Sue-ish at times, but I work hard to incorporate her flaws and weaknesses as much as I do her strengths and positive traits. She’s not perfect, as no one is.

I am mobile always, so I cannot cut posts unfortunately.

#Self promo #Historical rp #historical fiction rp #historical fantasy rp #fantasy rp #magic rp #indie rp #open rp #Got rp #Game of thrones rp #House of the dragon rp #hotd rp #Mythology rp #medieval rp #Pinned post #Spotify

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beastiaried · 11 days ago

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𝕾𝖍𝖎𝖊𝖑𝖉 𝕬𝖌𝖆𝖎𝖓𝖘𝖙 𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕹𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙

“Some believe it is only great power that can hold evil in check, but that is not what I have found. It is the small everyday deeds of ordinary folk that keep the darkness at bay. Small acts of kindness and love."

Indie Davrin from Dragon Age: The Veilguard . Source content and headcanon based. Non-selective and open to AU, OC, and crossovers. Discord given to mutuals only. Personals do not interact. Rules under readmore.

First of all, thank you for visiting this page. Even if you only skim this, I’ll love you forever. Most of these rules are pretty basic, common sense stuff, but I would really appreciate it if you read them. I know it’s long, but I’m just trying to make sure no one is offended or uncomfortable. I’ll try to make this as painless as possible. Bear with me. I’ll try to bold the basics.

— the basics.

I have a few verses to choose from, and I’ll probably place you in the one that will most easily fit with your character’s canon unless otherwise specified.

Davrin isn’t always the most pleasant person. Please know that anything mean said is not a reflection of the mun’s feelings. IC =/= OOC.

Don’t god-mod.

OC and Au friendly, but please have an about page so I can gauge whether our characters will be able to interact.

Memes and opens are free game – anyone can send one or respond to one. However, I may not respond for some reason or another: it may be in violation of one of my other rules, or due to external factors. If you’re worried that I missed something, feel free to come to me about it, but please don’t constantly badger me for replies. It’s rude.

I reserve the right to refuse to roleplay, especially if I’m uncomfortable.

DO NOT under any circumstances try to bring me into out of character drama. If you have a problem with me, contact me privately or just unfollow. Vague blogging, callout posts and the like are annoying, and I ask that you would tag them. This is something I will unfollow over if I so please.

— on selectivity.

I will be selective with my threads and who I interact with. I would love to interact with everyone, but I’m very busy with school and other blogs, and I don’t want to overload myself. If this bothers you, feel free to unfollow. If you have any questions about whether I have time, feel free to jump into my ask.

Also, I am far more likely to RP with mutuals. That’s not to say I won’t RP with those I don’t follow or those who won’t follow me, there may be exceptions. But it is far more likely. That being said: if I follow you, I want to write with you. Probably a lot. I’m just too shy to say anything because I’m a weenie pissbaby.

Starter calls, unless otherwise specified, are for mutuals only.

— on content.

I’m 20+, so mature content is cool with me. NSFW and triggering content will be present on this blog, but it will also be tagged in the following manner: n.s.f.w., tw:

As for smut: first of all, I will not smut with anyone under the age of 18. Don’t ask me to; the answer will be no. And just in general, don’t come to me looking for smut. I’m not terribly good at writing it, so it’s very unlikely that it will occur on this blog. I need to be pretty comfortable with someone to smut with them. If by some miracle a thread is looking like it’s going to get smutty, feel free to hop into my ask and talk to me about it. We’ll figure something out.

In relation to that, please do not send me overtly sexual memes if we have not interacted. Kissing memes are fine, but I tend to get uncomfortable with anything beyond that. Please respect this.

— on replies.

I’m an adaptive roleplayer, meaning I’ll likely respond in a manner similar to yours. If you format, I’ll format. If you don’t, I won’t. That sort of thing. I also try to match length with my replies, but some days I struggle. If you’re ever unhappy with the quality or length of a reply, please let me know and I’ll do my best to fix it.

I don’t always get to things right away. I’m notorious for avoiding drafts, and especially right now, I’m pretty busy with schoolwork. However, sometimes I’ll reply at the speed of light. It’s really varied, and I’m sorry about that.

Sometimes, I’ll drop things that’ve been in my drafts for too long, or things that I feel aren’t going anywhere. If you think I’ve dropped/missed/lost something that you wish to continue, come to me politely and we can talk about it.

— on shipping.

I’m admittedly kind of a ship-whore. If there are sparks, I likely ship it. I ship Davrin/Chemistry, but again, it’s rather unlikely that Davrin will engage in a sexual or even a romantic relationship. Them’s the breaks. BroTPs are great though. Also, I’m only human: I sometimes play favorites with my ships. Sorry.

Please please please DO NOT force a ship on me. It makes me extremely uncomfortable, and I will not hesitate to unfollow or even block you. I will try to politely let you know if I feel that our characters do/do not have chemistry.

— on credit.

Most icons, art and edits are made by myself, and are usually tagged as #my art or #my edits. Otherwise, I do not own anything!

— on the mun.

My name is Élise, I’m 20+, living in Midwest America, EST. Feel free to contact me via ask at any time. I love talking to you guys! Discord is available to mutuals upon request – again, I reserve the right to refuse to give these for whatever reason. I have no triggers, so as long as you talk to me prior to introducing something triggering to a thread, I’ll be cool with it. Just talk to me about it beforehand and I should be fine, but if I��m not feeling it, please respect that.

That’s about it. Thanks so much for reading these. Smooches! <3

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queenharumiura · 17 days ago

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Send my muse a name and they will answer “Yes or No” to the following. Kurapika!

[Original] || @skarletchains I like to do extra things, so under readmore is some explanations.

Is (Kurapika) Someone You:

• Would Kiss: Yes

• Would Date: Yes

• Would Make Friends With: Yes

• Would Adopt: No

• Would Marry: [Haru pretended she didn't see the question]

• Would Sleep With: Yes

• Would Live With: Yes

• Would Cuddle With: Yes

• Would Fight With: Yes

• Would Trust: Yes

• Would Dance With: Yes

• Would Bathe With: //squints Yes?

• Would Die For: ... Yes

• Would Ignore: No

• Would Not Care For: No

• Would Laugh At: Yes?

• Would Cry With: Yes

• Would Cry For: Yes

Explanations

Is (Kurapika) Someone You:

• Would Kiss: Kisses on the cheek, the forehead, etc count for this answer so yes.

• Would Date: Why not? There are all sorts of dates, platonic, familial, etc.

• Would Make Friends With: She thinks they could be friends if not already.

• Would Adopt: Given his goal in life, and the fact that he's a young adult, she doesn't believe he'd want to be adopted by someone- so no.

• Would Marry: At current, this isn't a realm of possibility. Who knows what could happen in the future based off dynamics-- but it's probably lower on the possibility scale. Haru is mindful of the age gap between them being 5 years and would believe that he wouldn't be interested in someone 5 years his senior so she'd not think of anything in relation to romance. IF they were to be married, he'd basically have to smack her with "Stop being in denial and understand that I AM interested in you'' before she gets it.

• Would Sleep With: I mean, surely they had to share a room together at one point during her travels. That counts, does it not? As for what I'm sure this actually entails, I don't think so? It could be subject to change depending on their dynamic as we interact more, maybe? At current, she just sees him as her bodyguard that she employs every so often. She doesn't have any untoward thoughts. Could change or maybe not. It's all up to the RP gods to see where dynamics shift kekw.

• Would Live With: Depending on the length of the missions, they may have had to live with each other for a bit.

• Would Cuddle With: To us, cuddles and hugs aren't that dissimilar form each other. If he allowed it, she'd love to give him hugs. If he was feeling down and needed comfort, she'd offer him hugs. As such, yes, she'd cuddle him.

• Would Fight With: Perhaps they'd argue about some things between bodyguard and protected. I don't think she'd actively try to actually fight Kurapika, no. I can see her fighting alongside WITH him, however. In this verse, she's not the sort to just sit back and be protected. She does try to have a more active role in keeping her life in tact.

• Would Trust: Sure would suck to not trust your bodyguard LOL

• Would Dance With: No reason to say no to this.

• Would Bathe With: Given the bathing culture... I could see this as a reality that could indeed happen, like at an onsen or something. She'd avoid it as much as possible if she could, but it's not something she'd deem impossible.

• Would Die For: ... //shifty eye movement I mean... yeah would be very stupid for her to die for him when he's her bodyguard, huh? Still, Haru is truly a person who sometimes acts first before thinking and it's almost always related to her feeling protective towards someone. She has the tendency to want to protect others, especially those younger than her. I do see it in the realm of possibility that if she thought Kurapika would die, she'd try to prevent that. Impulsive and instinctual on her part, really. Would be bad for her to do so, but-- she moved before she could think!

• Would Ignore: She wouldn't ignore him, that's rude.

• Would Not Care For: She cares for him, so she couldn't no care for him. (Hopefully I understood that right and worded it right? I'm getting myself confused)

• Would Laugh At: Would she laugh in a mean-hearted way? No. Would she giggle at something small like he has a lil moustache after drinking hot cocoa or something? Yeah.

• Would Cry With: She can be a pretty sympathetic person and if someone around her cries, she may try with them.

• Would Cry For: Assuming something happened to him like he's hospitalized because of her or worse- he died-- she'd cry for him, yeah.

#skarletchains #Meme answered #Answered ask #Thanks for the ask!#Neo speaks

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endsupes · 3 months ago

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Indie Billy Butcher from The Boys Amazon series (possible small comic influence) . Non-selective and open to AU, OC, and crossovers. Discord given to mutuals only. Personals do not interact. Rules under readmore.( Sideblog @riplander )

Rules and Notes

— the basics.

I have a few verses to choose from, and I’ll probably place you in the one that will most easily fit with your character’s canon unless otherwise specified.

Butcher isn’t always the most pleasant person. Please know that anything mean said is not a reflection of the mun’s feelings. IC =/= OOC.

Don’t god-mod.

OC and Au friendly, but please have an about page so I can gauge whether our characters will be able to interact.

I reserve the right to refuse to roleplay, especially if I’m uncomfortable.

— on selectivity.

Starter calls, unless otherwise specified, are for mutuals only.

— on content.

I’m 20+, so mature content is cool with me. NSFW and triggering content will be present on this blog, but it will also be tagged in the following manner: n.s.f.w., tw:

In relation to that, please do not send me overtly sexual memes if we have not interacted. Kissing memes are fine, but I tend to get uncomfortable with anything beyond that. Please respect this.

— on replies.

— on shipping.

I’m admittedly kind of a ship-whore. If there are sparks, I likely ship it. I ship Butcher/Chemistry, but again, it’s rather unlikely that Butcher will engage in a sexual or even a romantic relationship. Them’s the breaks. BroTPs are great though. Also, I’m only human: I sometimes play favorites with my ships. Sorry.

— on credit.

Most icons, art and edits are made by myself, and are usually tagged as #my art or #my edits. Otherwise, I do not own anything!

— on the mun.

That’s about it. Thanks so much for reading these. Smooches! <3

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desertbled · 2 months ago

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shipping guide or whatevaaaa (under a readmore for length)

types: wolf doesn't really have one, per se. i know a lot of people keep asking what wolf's type is and i truly cannot tell you. i wish i could. it would make all our lives easier. but honestly i don't think wolf has one. he's the kind of guy who just naturally falls into loving anyone. the only thing i've found in common with most of his ships is that he tends to gravitate towards people who are strong in some way or another (be it physically or mentally.) though that isn't a strict rule either, since he's dated people who are shy & less physically capable. the real question is whether your muse really wants him tbh 💀 like are YOU sure you want this alcoholic sarcastic asshole with avoidant attachment to be your man???? are you SURE????

(although side note: he does enjoy being bullied. if u are mean to him then ur chances of him falling in love with u are probably higher than most ppl. do with that info what u will.)

age differences: wolf really prefers people closer in age to him. he feels a bit weird dating people who are a lot younger. that isn't to say he won't date someone younger, it just might take a bit more convincing from the other person. the youngest he'd probably be willing to date is around 28, 29ish although it's highly unlikely, because like i said, he's more interested in people close in age. you sure can shoot your shot tho LOL. ( and by younger i mean by a significant difference, he's 42 in most verses, so someone in their mid-late 30s is fine by him )

species/races: i dunno about other genres / fandoms since i have yet to hammer out the details for that stuff, but in terms of the fallout universe, wolf doesn't care about that kinda thing as long you're at least human-adjacent. ghouls, synths, mutants, super mutants are all fair game. he doesn't give a fuck.

gender: much like everything else on this list (besides age) wolf just...... does not care. he's bisexual, with no preference. man, woman, neither, both, feminine, masculine, androgynous, etc. he thinks it's all attractive. he has more of a tendency to date women, because he's been closeted for a lot of his life & had to hide his queerness, but he isn't more attracted to women than anyone else necessarily.

substance use: wolf is a chainsmoker and an alcoholic, and that’s likely never going to change. he can cut back on smoking & drinking but i don’t think he’d ever go completely sober. just as a forewarning. if your muse isn’t down for that, then they aren’t compatible.

as for the reverse, wolf doesn’t really mind what habits your muse might have as long as A) it isn’t something that’s too dangerous (as in, moreso than nicotine or alcohol. something that could cause great deals of harm. ) B) it’s not something that interferes with the relationship. (i mean this kinda goes hand in hand with the first point, really.)

if you want to have a reference for types of people he’s dated, his “”canon”” love interests are:

luz - fellow ranger. beat him in an arm wrestling match. he asked her out afterwards. she (gently) bullied him and still does to this day.

garrett - also a fellow ranger. they fell into a relationship naturally after being friends for a while, but it was very messy. they got on each other's nerves a lot & probably had a lot of angry makeout sessions.

jude - always had a little bit of a crush on wolf since they first met, but never did much to act on it & was content with being friends. they naturally gravitated towards each other as they got to know each other more intimately.

salem - thought wolf was annoying as fuck when they re-connected (long story, might post about it later). lowkey hated his ass. told him that to his face on multiple occasions. very much bullied him all the time. ofc he started to fall for wolf a little bit around the same time that jude & wolf started getting to know each other better.

( slightly off topic if u want to know more about jude & sal they have their own blog on @psychebled although on tumblr i do not write them as being affiliated with wolf, since wolf's main storyline is something i tend to keep to myself/off tumblr)

as for wolf's ship partners with my friends we've got:

courier six - would antagonize wolf CONSTANTLY. went out of his way to ruin wolf's day every time. idk if u can even call what they have a relationship. it's more of a friends with benefits type deal, except half the time they were beating the shit out of each other and the other half of the time they were hate-fucking. the few times they didn't do either it was just 2 dudes hanging out sipping on sunset sarsaparilla.

a prospector - wolf kissed him (a stranger) while he was black out drunk (and no he did not remember doing that at all.) would not leave wolf alone after that. followed wolf around everywhere. he was a soft lil guy. wolf kinda told him to fuck off a few times (in not so mean terms) on account of him being younger & a very chatty, clingy person. (sadly wolf’s efforts did not succeed & he eventually let the guy into his life b/c wolf is secretly a softy.)

sole survivor - a lawyer pre-war. her and wolf were sheltering from a snow storm & both of them were very drunk & lonely. they flirted a lot & wolf ended up kissing her since she was too shy to kiss him first, but they parted ways afterwards thinking they wouldn’t see each other again. but being aligned with the railroad, they ended up crossing paths quite a lot, and now they’re practically married raising shaun together.

ofc there’s more than that but like…. do y’all get it now. wolf’s relationships are just. so up and down, and no 2 partners have rlly been the same.

honestly if you want to ship with him just shoot ur shot. the answer is more likely to be yes than it is to be no, and wolf can easily fit into many different dynamics.

even if i DO say no, sometimes i change my mind. there’s been a few cases where my friends have tried to ship with wolf & i said no multiple times, but then after writing together a lot, i ended up shipping our muses hardcore.

#// didn’t namedrop my friends OCs bc that felt a bit awkward #// almost like namedropling my actual friends dndndj and no one needs to know that info methinks #// idk if u can even call this a guide it’s more like a hot jumbled mess of ship information that may or may not be usless #// i know i keep making typos i cant fix them bc the app sucks and also im half awake leaf me olone #( ooc. )

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labinc · 2 months ago

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Vought International is a global leader in the media, retail, energy, and pharmaceutical sectors. We are here for you!

A roleplay blog for a Vought geneticist and talent manager (OC), a character for The Boys Amazon series ( Based off in TV material, books, and headcanons ). Non-selective and open to AU, OC, and crossovers. Discord given to mutuals only. Personals do not interact. Rules under readmore. ( Sideblog to @endsupes )

Rules and Notes

— the basics.

I have a few verses to choose from, and I’ll probably place you in the one that will most easily fit with your character’s canon unless otherwise specified.

Nolan isn’t always the most pleasant person. Please know that anything mean said is not a reflection of the mun’s feelings. IC =/= OOC.

Don’t god-mod.

OC and Au friendly, but please have an about page so I can gauge whether our characters will be able to interact.

I reserve the right to refuse to roleplay, especially if I’m uncomfortable.

— on selectivity.

Starter calls, unless otherwise specified, are for mutuals only.

— on content.

I’m 20+, so mature content is cool with me. NSFW and triggering content will be present on this blog, but it will also be tagged in the following manner: n.s.f.w., tw:

In relation to that, please do not send me overtly sexual memes if we have not interacted. Kissing memes are fine, but I tend to get uncomfortable with anything beyond that. Please respect this.

— on replies.

— on shipping.

I’m admittedly kind of a ship-whore. If there are sparks, I likely ship it. I ship Nolan/Chemistry, but again, it’s rather unlikely that Nolan will engage in a sexual or even a romantic relationship. Them’s the breaks. BroTPs are great though. Also, I’m only human: I sometimes play favorites with my ships. Sorry.

— on credit.

Most icons, art and edits are made by myself, and are usually tagged as #my art or #my edits. Otherwise, I do not own anything!

— on the mun.

That’s about it. Thanks so much for reading these. Smooches! <3

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cardonaire · 2 months ago

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I hope I'm not too late to the party, mon ami. I'm always up for a good fight... Consider me your Ace in the hole.

Indie Remy Etienne LeBeau roleplay blog from Marvel. (moderate comic & HC influence) . Non-selective and open to AU, OC, and crossovers. Discord given to mutuals only. Personals do not interact. Rules under readmore. ( Sideblog to @endsupes )

Rules and Notes

— the basics.

I have a few verses to choose from, and I’ll probably place you in the one that will most easily fit with your character’s canon unless otherwise specified.

Remy isn’t always the most pleasant person. Please know that anything mean said is not a reflection of the mun’s feelings. IC =/= OOC.

Don’t god-mod.

OC and Au friendly, but please have an about page so I can gauge whether our characters will be able to interact.

I reserve the right to refuse to roleplay, especially if I’m uncomfortable.

— on selectivity.

Starter calls, unless otherwise specified, are for mutuals only.

— on content.

I’m 20+, so mature content is cool with me. NSFW and triggering content will be present on this blog, but it will also be tagged in the following manner: n.s.f.w., tw:

In relation to that, please do not send me overtly sexual memes if we have not interacted. Kissing memes are fine, but I tend to get uncomfortable with anything beyond that. Please respect this.

— on replies.

— on shipping.

I’m admittedly kind of a ship-whore. If there are sparks, I likely ship it. I ship Remy/Chemistry, but again, it’s rather unlikely that Remy will engage in a sexual or even a romantic relationship. Them’s the breaks. BroTPs are great though. Also, I’m only human: I sometimes play favorites with my ships. Sorry.

— on credit.

Most icons, art and edits are made by myself, and are usually tagged as #my art or #my edits. Otherwise, I do not own anything!

— on the mun.

That’s about it. Thanks so much for reading these. Smooches! <3

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viltrumite · 2 months ago

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"You don't seem to understand. Earth isn't yours to conquer..."

Indie Nolan Grayson from Invincible Amazon series (moderate comic & HC influence) . Non-selective and open to AU, OC, and crossovers. Discord given to mutuals only. Personals do not interact. Rules under readmore. ( Sideblog to @endsupes )

Rules and Notes

— the basics.

I have a few verses to choose from, and I’ll probably place you in the one that will most easily fit with your character’s canon unless otherwise specified.

Nolan isn’t always the most pleasant person. Please know that anything mean said is not a reflection of the mun’s feelings. IC =/= OOC.

Don’t god-mod.

OC and Au friendly, but please have an about page so I can gauge whether our characters will be able to interact.

I reserve the right to refuse to roleplay, especially if I’m uncomfortable.

— on selectivity.

Starter calls, unless otherwise specified, are for mutuals only.

— on content.

I’m 20+, so mature content is cool with me. NSFW and triggering content will be present on this blog, but it will also be tagged in the following manner: n.s.f.w., tw:

In relation to that, please do not send me overtly sexual memes if we have not interacted. Kissing memes are fine, but I tend to get uncomfortable with anything beyond that. Please respect this.

— on replies.

— on shipping.

— on credit.

Most icons, art and edits are made by myself, and are usually tagged as #my art or #my edits. Otherwise, I do not own anything!

— on the mun.

That’s about it. Thanks so much for reading these. Smooches! <3

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one-winged-dreams · 2 months ago

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🎃🍫🤡??

@heatobrienswife

ty rattie!

I'm gonna do these for my OC f/os, multiple per answer so I'm putting it under a readmore for length

this is an excuse to drop oc lore also aksghkajg

Do you enjoy carving pumpkins together?

Jacob: Jacob will have at least 6 jack o lanterns on his porch every Halloween. He loves decorating in general but the the pumpkins are his favorite part. He used to carve them with Lucy when she was growing up but now that she's in college he was sad about doing them all by himself. But now I'm in his life and he's literally so happy that I enjoy it too. So now it's up to 10 jack o lanterns.

Dean: Dean's not... HUGE on Halloween but he doesn't not like it. When it comes to jack o lanterns he's like "Do you know how many times I've had to go on call because someone burnt their porch down with a jack o lantern?" but he's not a fun sucking loser so we carve them at my house (while Hastur tries to eat the pumpkin guts) and then when display them at the fire station, because they usually give out candy on Halloween.

Bruno: He's huffy about Halloween, never been big on it until I came along and I'm so infectious about it that he can't just NOT indulge me (also if he doesn't carve pumpkins with me, Samuel will, and he's jealous like that. Samuel ends up coming over anyway and third wheeling until Bruno makes him leave.)

Isaac: AH THE NEW GUY. Halloween in this verse is like, based around an apex of magical energy. It was a psuedo-cultural thing for nonhumans, but it merged with the human cultural celebration when they grasped the use of magic. Modern day Halloween is pretty much like our world's, but a bit livelier? It's like, that world's Christmas pretty much akjshgd. Anyway, he never really celebrated until I came along, and since I'm a werewolf, he wants me to indulge in something that pertains to my culture. Starting with pumpkins, of course, and him trying to teach me to carve a jack o lantern consists of him keeping me from gnawing on it. Wolf boyfriend enrichment.

What is their favorite candy/treat?

Jacob: Being the suburban father that he is, he loves candy corn. When I told him I did to, he was thrilled beyond belief.

Dean: Dean's not big on sweets, but he likes popcorn balls.

Bruno: Bruno PRETENDS he's not big on sweets but if you give him a candy apple he gets all flustered because he's trying to pretend it didn't make him super happy.

Matt: MATT I CAN ACTUALLY THROW IN HERE, I couldn't because he doesn't have the luxury of celebrating Halloween most of the time because he's always on the road (much to his family's disappointment, you can imagine Sutton, WV would be pretty gimmicky around Halloween.) He's more of a savory than sweet type of guy so he likes those reese's peanut butter cups shaped like pumpkins.

Isaac: Isaac gets what I like to call depression stomach, so he doesn't eat for pleasure a lot. He just eats whatever will nourish him. But now that he's got a companion that fucking loves food, he TENTATIVELY gives me little sweet treats from time to time, especially around Halloween. And of course, werewolves show love by sharing food, so he concedes when I nudge pieces of candy at him. He won't admit it to himself, but he likes gummy candies.

If you HAD to do matching couples costumes, what would you pick? Would you both enjoy it?

Jacob: JACOB WOULD WANT TO DO SOMETHING PLAYFUL, and I saw the cutest idea for something he'd like (being a suburban dad who likes corny costumes and also video games) and it's a couple of Switch joycons.

Dean: Dean's usually at the fire station on Halloween, his buddies usually at least put in a LITTLE effort for the kids that stop by for Halloween. Just little accessories they can take off if they need to go out on call. Now I've convinced him to put in a little effort too, so I'd suggest horror book characters. He'd want to go classic so it'd be Dracula for him ("people will think you're just a vampire" "whatever") and, going more modern, Carrie for me.

Bruno: The ranch he works at has a Halloween party every year and again Samuel, my bestie, manages to manipulate him into indulging me by going "If you don't do a couple's costume with him, I will." We'd probably end up going as a "cow"boy and little bo "sheep". Because. Yeah.

Matt: Since we're on the road the whole time, he doesn't see much of a purpose in it and also "Ain't no need for you to dress up when you already look like that." "What about you, then?" And then he pulls out one of those novelty 'I'm With Creepy' shirts that he got while we were stopped at a Walmart.

Isaac: Isaac has probably never dressed up for Halloween in his entire life (he'd been literally raised AS a monster hunter) but I'd like to think in a moment of whimsy, his depressed ass comes home one day with a pair of werewolf ears on a headband on his head and I lose my fucking mind and start running excited dog laps around the apartment.

#WHEEZE that took forever lmfao #but i need to drop Lore at any given moment #i didn't want to make this any longer than it had to be and aki already got his turn so he didn't make the cut #answers #my house is your house #are you mine #cr: bruno #the great escape #the softer the skin the sharper the teeth #pl: samuel

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Multi-fandom OC. (Fandom based, but with original lore.)

1. Mun is severely over 21. Victoria, Australia (Australian EST). Not mutuals only, but semi-selective. 18+ only, please.

2. Rules are under the Readmore below. Last rules update 24th August 2024.

3. Muse Information on Carrd. For her main verse, please read at least the summary at the top. Several of her AU verses have different versions of the muse. Marvel, Dune and Tolkien verses are movie/TV based.

4. Policies on this blog. Not 'rules' but how I do things here.

5. Mains and Exclusives.

6. Please don’t reblog memes from me if you’re not going to send one. Reblog from the source instead. Memes - Ship Memes - NSFW Memes / NSFW HCs - Munday Memes - Open Starters

7. Muse Stats Hair: Brown Eyes: Blue-Grey Age: In AU verses, usually 30+ Place of Birth: In her main verse, Cornwall, England Gender: Female Sexuality: Heterosexual

8. Rules under the cut.

Basics Original character and writing are mine and not for reproduction. (2012-2024). Likewise original graphics on the blog (icons, promos, background images) are made by me and are not for general use.

I do not consent for any of my writing or graphics made by me to be used with, for or as part of any form of AI generation.

I apologise for the harsher tone of these rules, but people have been ignoring them a lot lately.

I do NOT RP with:

Minors. No-one under 18 years, selective with under 21. No age mentioned, no follow.

Anyone who does not have a rules page somewhere.

Personal (non-RP) blogs. I'll check to see if you have RP sideblogs.

Discord only 1x1 with people I don't know/haven't spoken with before.

HARD NOs:

If your blog is mostly or completely intended for any of these, do not interact.

Instant smut (see below).

Infidelity/cheating plots.

Non-con, dub-con (including A/B/O) or sexual assault.

Incest. You do you, but I don't wish to engage.

Toxic ships, dead dove. Again, you do you, but not interested.

Pregnancy threads, especially where my muse is the one pregnant.

Animal abuse.

Abusive/manipulative characters. I’ve had abusive relationships OOC, and I do not want to be dealing with them in my RP as well. Villains are on a case by case basis, but muses who are by their canon nature or intended to be played as abusive are not.

Very, very selective with;

‘Unrequited crush’ threads need to be talked about first, and boundaries set. Usually only with muns I know well.

‘Fight’ threads where it’s Thera against someone else’s muse. Her vs random NPCs is fine.

Child muses (under 13). NPCs are OK, but not children who are the main muse. Any threads with older teens will be strictly platonic.

Shipping / Smutting. No instant smut. Smut may happen in the context of a ship, but it's not the sole intent of this blog.

Shipping needs to be talked about first. Thera is multiship, male-attracted, and we enjoy shipping. But it’s still not going to be an automatic-everybody thing. There’s got to be some sort of IC build up and OOC talk as well, to see how the muses get along and that we're on the same page. If we haven't talked about it OOC, it's not happening.

No means no. On both sides. If I say no to something I expect you to listen. Conversely, if you say no I’m going to take that as final, so if you change your mind later you need to tell me.

Also please do not say yes when you mean no. Just rip off the bandaid, OK?

Interaction Please communicate, please reciprocate. This is a hobby, but it’s a hobby we should both enjoy and it’s not enjoyable when something’s all one-sided. Busy happens, favourites happen, but if I’m doing all the sending and messaging and you don’t do any, especially if you’re active with others, then no hard feelings but I’m going to move along.

Reblogging Memes Please don’t reblog memes or starter lists from me without sending me one. You don't have to send me something, but if you don’t please reblog them from the source instead.

Post length I’m good with any, as long as we’re on the same page. But if I’m doing paras and getting one line back, it makes me wonder if you really want to be doing it at all. If you’re stuck, I’m totally open to waiting, plotting or re-writing.

Triggers and Tags NSFW or strong violence will be tagged (smut is tagged ‘BadThings’ and 'NaughtyList'), potential triggers as '[thing] tw'. If you need anything specific tagged, let me know (if you have a tag already blacklisted, tell me and I’ll use it).

Likewise, if there’s something you’re not comfortable RPing (or thought you were but then realise you’re not) please say so - I only ask that you do the same for me if needed.

God-Modding. I write my muse, you write yours, and if in doubt, ask. Please don’t decide for me what she does, thinks or feels (or did before the events of the thread), that your muse has done something major to her, or put her in a certain situation, without running it past me first. Also, ignoring what I’ve just written and continuing as if Thera never said or did something counts as god-modding, too.

Verses are separate unless it's been discussed OOC beforehand. Please don't shoehorn Thera into your own existing group verse without talking about it with me first.

Meta-gaming is giving your muse OOC knowledge IC. There are muses out there powerful enough that they could know things, but please talk to me about it first. Your muse suddenly knowing all about Thera for no IC reason and without asking me is not going to work out.

On those last two points, I also reserve the right to say no.

Vague/Guilt-Posting Trying to pressure or guilt me into RPing with you is going to have the opposite effect to what you want. Asking if I saw a post or reminding me once or twice is fine, talking to me directly about a problem, likewise. Messages specifically intended to make me feel bad for not replying/RPing with you are not.

Thanks for reading through!

Last rules update 24th August 2024.

#Pinned Post 27th December 2023 #Welcome Wagon #Rules updated 24th August 2024

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