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Semi-selective RP Blog for fandomless OC's, known as the Belmonts. Please read rules and character info for available verses! Avatar icon made by TombJumper. 

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Welcome!

Heyo~ 

Name’s Gray. I run a semi-selective OC multimuse blog here. Dark themes will be present and I will not RP with anyone under the age of 18. I will RP in the following fandoms: 

Fire Emblem (You may have known me as Athliotis, the Grima blog back then)

Twisted Wonderland

World of Warcraft

Pokemon

Legend of Zelda

While I don’t exactly have all the verses written out yet, do know that I’m interested in those fandoms! If you would like to suggest something else, I’m open to it, though I can’t guarantee I’ll know much. Feel free to DM me anytime to plot and whatnot! I do love me some plotting...

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[archersbadrpmemes]

I have been noticing a lot of people being too nervous to talk to their mutuals when they want to roleplay with them soooo..

Please reblog this to tell your mutuals IT IS 100% OKAY to come up to you and tell you straight off the bat that they want to roleplay with you. In fact, it’s highly encouraged to tell you any thread idea that comes across their mind!

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Mun   VS   Muse     [ personality  wise ]

MBTI.

mun :   INTP      

Kalithys : ESFJ

Cerys : INFJ

Zacharias : ISTJ

Cassae : ENTP

Remil : ESFP

Azrael : INFP

ENNEAGRAM.

mun :  4w5

Kalithys : 1w2 

Cerys : 3w2

Zacharias : 1w2

Cassae : 8w7

Remil : 8w7

Azrael : 9w1

HOGWARTS HOUSE.  

mun :  Slytherin

Kalithys : Slytherin

Cerys : Hufflepuff

Zacharias : Slytherin

Cassae : Slytherin

Remil : Gryffindor

Azrael : Hufflepuff

ZODIAC.

mun : Libra

Kalithys : Scorpio

Cerys : Cancer

Zacharias : Virgo

Cassae : Leo

Remil : Aries

Azrael : Pisces

TEMPERAMENTS.

mun :  Phlegmatic-Choleric

Kalithys : Choleric

Cerys : Phlegmatic

Zacharias : Choleric

Cassae : Sanguine

Remil : Sanguine 

Azrael : Phlegmatic

CHARACTER  COLOR.    

mun :  Gray

Kalithys :  Mauve 

Cerys : Green 

Zacharias : Ice blue 

Cassae : Scarlet 

Remil : Orange 

Azrael : Purple

tagging: @iruludavare , @pieman1112 , @igniagon , @leonskenncdy , @sovereign-tempest , @katyastrophes 

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Build a Plushie and Find Out Why You’re Loved! 

KALITHYS 

YOU’RE A GOOD LISTENER 

people can trust you. and you care about what they have to say! you listen to people's problems and take on their troubles in your heart. sometimes that can make it a little heavy, so reach out! others can listen to you too! even if you dont know quite what to say, you make a huge difference just by being there for people. you matter so much. you are so very important. thank you for being in this world.

Tagged by: None I found it 

Tagging: @iruludavare , @pieman1112 , @casketdweller / @saphireign , @leonskenncdy , @sovereign-tempest , @igniagon 

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WHAT KIND OF STORY ARE YOU? 

AZRAEL

a story that heals people

you're a story people come back to often, their safe place, their little haven. they don't find everything they need in it, yet they are never disappointed by the way you unfold, because you give them the right amount of hope for them to keep going for a long time. they read you as a kid, as an adult, as an elder, as a ghost maybe. they never get tired from you. you're a story about love, not necessarily romantic love, but you're definitely about how a lonely heart can open to other hearts just like flowers bloom after a long winter. you make people cry sometimes, and it's okay. you're not there to tell them life is perfect. you're there to tell them to stay. the thing is: who is holding onto you? who is fixing your torn pages?

Tagged by: @pieman1112

Tagging: @iruludavare , @convxction / @sentofight , @time-lost-exiles , @leonskenncdy , @of-invisible-ties , @casketdweller / @saphireign

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of-invisible-ties​:

Forrest is startled by the other’s approach. He was too engrossed in his own thoughts, which were of the thread and other materials he’d need for his latest project. When he hears them compliment his style, however, he’s practically beaming. He knew that his fashion sense was impeccable, of course, but to hear others’ compliments of it meant the world to him. His day – no, his year – was made. 

“Why, thank you! I make my own clothes, you see, and I work tirelessly to make sure they’re perfect. I’m happy that you love them so much!”

“And as for my hair … I know how to do it myself, but my Aunt Elise loves to help me. She’s really helped my hair look even better!”

His eye is already trained on his newfound companion’s outfit, and he nods in approval of their fashion choices. 

“I love the ruffles on your dress, though. The hues match well, and it compliments you nicely! Might I ask where you got it from?”

A smile brighter than the sun graces them, hearing the other approves their clothes. “You make your own garments?! Amazing! You must teach me that too,” Azrael could not help but admire their new companion more. This person, he’s practically perfect! 

They give a little twirl, showing off the layers of their robes. “My sister sometimes helps with my hair, but she prefers eh, bolder styles. But this, I purchased in Cyrkensia. I love the hues of it too! I love all kinds of purples, it is my favorite color. Have you ever been to Cyrkensia? It has many supplies for clothes and such! They need it for all the performers there, I am sure you will find anything your heart desires there.” 

Recalling all the outfits in their mind, they remember how distraught they were, unable to buy all they could see. While they could have begged their mother for extra money, they would have had no way to bring everything home. One day, they know, they’ll return once again and clean out the stores. 

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@of-invisible-ties

Magnificent. 

They’ve not seen someone so well dressed! So beautiful! Azrael could not help but stare for a minute, purely admiring the sight before them.  And to top it all off... this person is male. Just like they are. Whomever he is, he dresses like they do. He understands fashion and beauty, just like they do. They MUST get to know this wonderful fashion icon! 

“Excuse me? Monsieur?” Azrael calls, hoping to catch the other’s attention. Their hand reaches out, but does not dare touch. “Your clothes... your fashion... c’est magnifique! Tu es belle! Where did you find your clothes? How did you do your hair? Please share with me your technique...” 

Their outstretched hand comes to their chest, barely resting against their collar. Today, they too dressed feminine. Though, there’s no pink in their outfit. Instead, their dress has few ruffles, rich in blues and purples, and their hat delicately rests upon their head. 

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tomeofwanderers​:

“Great Naga!!! Don’t sneak up on a girl like that!” Yuki exclaims, jumping a bit before turning and facing Remil. “Oh, yeah, you’re new around here, right?” She states, looking at him. “Remil, right? I’m Yuka, co-tactician of the Shepherds. Sorry I haven’t introduced myself yet.”

A cackle ruptures from his throat, glee squinting his eyes as Yuka startles. Funny, this one! Seems he’ll have a great chat with her. 

“Ayup, that’s me. Good t’meetcha Yuka,” though he says a warm greeting in turn, he doesn’t move from his spot. Keeping his smile, the brunet tilts his head, curiosity lining his words, “So uh, what’s gotcha wantin’ to chat? Somethin’ on yer mind?” 

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tomeofwanderers​:

“You know, It’s been rather quiet, I would like to have someone to talk with.”

“Someone t’ talk with eh? Wish granted!” 

Out of nowhere Remil pops in, hands behind his head like a makeshift pillow. The Dread Fighter really had nothing better to do, as it seems no one else was up for a spar. 

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😈

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😈 - A time they played Devil’s advocate

Remil snorts. A time he played devil's advocate?

"When HAVEN'T I played devil's advocate? You know how much fun it is to throw an argument at someone for the helluvit? And then they get their knickers all inna twist? Good shit. Especially against people who take stuff WAY too seriously!"

He leans back, creating a makeshift pillow out of his hands. "You wanna know the best place to do that? On the internet. Call it trollin' if you want, but it's fun. Go online, act like you're a Flat Earther, or someone from PETA. Go rile some people up, you'll know what I mean!"

A fanged smile creeps its way up his cheek. From the mischief in his voice, he has committed these crimes far too many times.

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🎃 - Carving pumpkins with their family (Cerys)

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The butler smooths cloth over silver, bringing a mirror like shine to it. "Pumpkin carving? We didn't do any pumpkin carving until Cassae requested millenniums ago. She thought spirits would inhabit the gourds... Silly, and very untrue. At least, in normal circumstances. As I remember, Kalithys snuck a soul into Cassae's pumpkin the night of Halloween."

He chuckles, remembering all the horribly chiseled and heavy handed carving the young Abyssal's had done. "Out of all the available pumpkins, Kalithys had chosen Cassae's favorite. Supposedly, she meant to have carved several bats, but eh, it would have been better to call them jagged rectangles." Setting the polished silver aside, he brings his hands behind his back, clasping wrists. "But I digress. Cassae discovered her pumpkin had a soul in it, to which she consumed along with the vegetable out of sheer excitement. Haha!"

And the look of pure satisfaction that had followed made the older Abyssal suppose it was all worth it.

"Since then, we have done pumpkin carvings every year for her. Eventually, Remil and Azrael joined in too."

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🎼 - Dancing for Az!

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"Dancing?" Azrael's lips play into a wide smile. "I love learning to dance! I have a friend who is very much into dance. His mother too! He teaches me simple things I can follow along. Mainly things you can find on social media, the popular quick things."

As if they were asked, Azrael shuffles their feet, just as their friend had taught them.

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Lucina started for a moment at the other. She does not recall hearing about the Belmont back in her timeline. Who knows, maybe they were part of the shepherds but she didn't get to meet them. Either way, her staring was finally caught Azrael's attention "--A-apologies. I didn't mean to stare like that."

Just as Lucina stared at Azrael, so too had the blond in return. At least, it started off as a silent question, wondering what the bluenette wanted. When she did not answer, the dark mage could not help but drift into thought.

How strange, they studied, to have a brand in her eye like she. They wonder if it gets in the way of her vision, or perhaps she's so used to it, it doesn't bother her at all?

"A-apologies. I didn't mean to stare like that."

"!" The princess snapped them out of their thoughts, a blink bringing them back to reality. "It is okay, I ended up staring too. Sorry!" A light laugh leaves them, finding their mutual situation humorous.

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What Are You The God Of

KALITHYS

Patron of Farewells

You see your craft as a necessary evil, in order to foster growth and allow the world to run its course. you bless both the weary traveller, and the loved one they leave behind—but you can never promise a safe return. think of the sun setting, bidding farewell to all living things that need its light, so that the moon may rise and take its place in the sky. think of a queen leaving her kingdom when the winter thaws, and the empty throne beside her king while the world blooms.

You are the god of endings both happy and sad, the one who blesses the beaten path; of wanderers and adventurers, of mapping a way home even when there is no intention to return. god of last words, god of forked roads, god of lingering touches and regretful parting.

You bestow beautiful memories unto the dreams of those who are apart, a small mercy for they must wake up alone. you keep them separated for as long as it is required, allowing them to live their lives in half and guiding them to things that will make them feel more whole. bittersweet farewells are not your only trade: you also bless final farewells, cutting down sharp as a knife and separating lives so that no further harm can be done. the harbinger of peace, of the unruly kind.

Tagged by: @iruludavare

Tagging: @little--fang , @pieman1112 , @convxction , @tigerstriped , @casketdweller , @of-invisible-ties

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pieman1112​:

The Supervisor seemed to be very friendly. It was honestly refreshing compared to the cynicism she was met with at the hospital. Rebecca looked at the Supervisor with a smile before extending her hand to shake the Supervisor’s. She had no idea that she was now entering a game beyond her comprension.

“Hello! Azrael had wanted me to come down for a visit and I couldn’t turn down the offer. My name is Rebecca. I’m interested in the medical sciences. I work as a medic for the UNSC and would love to see any new discoveries that you guys have been making.” 

“A medic! Oh yes yes, please, come and take a look!” The Supervisor vigorously shakes, grip firmer than one would expect. She lets go, making a sweeping motion with her arm over the room. “It’s so good to see Azrael brought someone similar to our field here. I’ve always said we must communicate more with those who use our research. Who knows, you may give us some pointers that’ll work for those of you out on the field! And more importantly, what doesn’t work...” 

The woman babbles as she guides Rebecca, shooting Azrael a quick look. For some reason, a desperate sense of control grips them, as if they need to compete with their supervisor over the Marine. Yet, they don’t need to. They don’t think, at least. All the woman is doing is showing the other woman what they’re doing. 

Unless, the point is to build such a strong rapport, that Rebecca would believe anything their Supervisor... reports. False information, fake results... Realizing the possibilities, the young Abyssal sets to bringing out files. If they teach Rebecca what to look for, then perhaps they could prevent future misconduct. 

[sleeping-ranna]

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