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“You don’t get to die and be reborn the same. You come back, but you come back wrong. This is the price you pay for resurrection.”
— Nathaniel Orion G. K.
“forgive me father, for i have sinned. and as i kneel here now; hands red with blood, i know deep down, that i’ll do it again.”
— confessions || k.a. (via phrongs)
Arrona offers a little ring to Ghoul. She had found it on the ground earlier and figured that it would be the perfect gift, or repayment, for all he’s done for her.
Was that... a ring?
Ghoul carefully took it, examining it between his fingertips. Simple, pretty... a gift.
The graverobber cleared his throat, wiping his eye as he turned his face away to hide any tears that happened to be stinging at the moment. “... Thank you, Citrine... thank you so much,” He said, choking back any sobs that tried to escape. He didn’t want her to think she upset him, after all.
Character Strengths
Bold the ones that apply to your character:
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Tagging: @sanguisfulgur (for Sharna and Salem) and whoever would like to snatch this! :D
Nobody feels really safe in the dark.
How To Be a Good RP Partner
Do:
Respect the fact that your RP partner has a life outside of RP. Work, family, friends, children, medical issues, school, or even just other hobbies/TV shows/other games. Respect any of it. If you don’t, they’ll likely become stressed, annoyed, or burnt out.
Show that you appreciate them. You can do this by: sending them messages, expressing your excitement about your story with them, share ideas with them, or even just flat out tell them.
Respect their boundaries. Some people don’t like to discuss OOC things with their RP partners. This doesn’t mean they don’t like you as a person or that they don’t want to be friends within the RP world. They just might be a private person.
Send them prompts/memes/asks that they reblog. It shows that you’re invested in the story and learning more about their character and it helps keep the RP going even in little ways. Just because you RP with them regularly doesn’t mean you can’t send them things on tumblr.
Communicate! This is something that we see talked about a lot but it’s surprising how often it isn’t really done. If you have a problem with how something is going, tell them. If you feel like something is wrong, ask them! It doesn’t do either person any good if things aren’t talked about.
If your partner comes to you with something they feel is wrong or they have a question, ect. Be honest!
Don’t:
Harbor resentment about something until you blow up on your partner.
Do something or push for something that they have already told you that they are not comfortable with.
Try to change their character.
Discourage them from RPing with others.
Guilt them for not RPing with you.
Take them for granted.
Keep them as a “trophy” once you have them and then rarely RP with them after that, stringing them along.
Lie to them. About anything.
Please reblog so others can see!
✶ ️━ ️ ️𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐄𝐓 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄’𝐒 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐘 ? repost, not reblog !
YOU GOT: VENUS
You are nurturing and attentive, thoughtful and affectionate — relationships in all of their forms are the center of your universe. Even-keeled as you might come across, for someone to challenge you on the things you care about would be deeply, deeply foolish. What an honor it is to be swept into your orbit.
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tagging: anyone who wants to give it a whirl!
obxmbulate:
| @acreepyworldwelivein | Lost child cont. |
Arrona wasted no time in her efforts to tear into the package of cookies, but she did heed the graverobber’s words and slowed up—reluctantly. Now she could actually enjoy the taste of these little treats instead of just the filling sensation.
Her tail swatted the ground a single time at the thought of more cookies- good ones. Homemade items were always so much better than store bought, although it’s been a while since she has tried something along those lines.
Nibbling at one, she thought over what he said, nodding in response to his question. The thought made her gut churn uncomfortable, as much as she wanted to have a warm place to sleep. Arrona simply didn’t think that she would be able to relax with another individual in the same room as her, specifically a male.
She made a face and shook her head, tucking her head into her folded knees and glancing off to the side. She felt… rude for turning that down, but she would rather be plagued with guilt than more pain from a stupid mistake.
“Okay. That’s all right, little Citrine. I understand.”
A strange man like him, offering something that seemed too good to be true. He knew how that went. First hand experience, although not with something so sinister as what could have happened to such a sweet child. (Just the loss of his Name.)
The graverobber hummed softly and stroked his chin as he contemplated what to do next. “Well, I imagine you’re very smart to be surviving all by yourself. You can find some place to hide if I bring you things? Food, new clothes? You don’t have to show me your special hiding place when you find one, but we can meet out here. I want to help you, but I don’t want to make you feel unsafe.”
“And if someone tries to hurt you, check my inner right pocket.” Small pocketknife. “You can keep that. There’s a few extra tools in it as well.”
Confess to my muse (on or off anon) the worst thing your muse has ever done.
Snapdragons are pretty beautiful flowers. But this is what happens when they die.
WHAT THE FUCK
I want these
interdimensionalriftrpc:
PSA: Vague Posting and the damage it can do.
Yes, we can all get angry/upset at times and want to vent about it. But when it’s about a certain person? Maybe something they’ve done to upset you? Annoy you? You are allowed to vent about it in private as much as a grey area that is for some, but posting vagues about it in public is not advisable.
Why? Because others who are not even involved might look at that vague, and ask themselves: “Oh? Is this about me?” It can make people feel horrible. It can make people feel like they’ve done something wrong when they haven’t at all. Some might come to you, and actually ask you if the post is about them, and that they are sorry if it is (if they had need to be sorry about anything). So you see, vague posts can have consequences. You can make someone either really upset or really angry towards you. You’ll get that reputation as word will go around that you vague post about people. People will literally say “Hey, I think this person is vague posting about me.” You will lose partners as so many have it in their rules that they will unfollow over vague posting.
Vague posting honestly solves nothing, it can only make the issue worse for you. If you have an issue with an individual, then you should say to them, you should tell them to stop doing what they are doing that upsets you if it’s something personal between the both of you. Learn to say no. If it’s a theme they roleplay? Don’t vague about it. Ask them to tag it, ninety-nine percent of the time, people will tag it if they are asked. But if you make a vague about it that goes a bit like this “Gross, I just saw someone roleplaying one of my triggers.”, then a whole lot will look at this post, and might think it’s about them. Also, quite a few that do this also unfollow the person they are posting about but decide to do it anyway. Unfollowing is a good move by itself if it’s to get you away from something that makes you uncomfortable, most will understand that, but unfollowing then making a vague post? It’s uncalled for to be honest.
Seriously, learn how to communicate. Stop making vague posts every time someone upsets you, or if anything at least, keep your dirty laundry where it belongs — in private. Just take a moment to think it through the next time you go to make a vague post, how many you think might be affected by it because it’s often more than you realise are wondering what they did wrong.
pcssypcwer:
Arrona didn’t move to touch the coat until he was gone, a bout of odd anxiety keeping her from doing so. However, by the time he returned, she was huddled up against the dumpster and using the thing like a blanket. Smell hardly mattered to her—Arrona figured that she may be a bit smelly herself, considering the situation.
A bit of a soft gasp served as a greeting when he turned up, young girl quickly moving to a more manageable position. She hardly heard what he said, much more focused on all of the goodies he had brought back for… Her. She was quick to snatch the water bottle and tear the lid off, and then continue to down the liquid at a concerning pace. It has been weeks since she has had access to clean water.
As things were being set down, Arrona was pulling them towards herself just as quickly. She feared that she would run out of time, or perhaps this gentle man would change his mind about letting her eat if she wasn’t quick enough; a game that she has been a part of in the past way too many times.
Wipes?
She glanced at her hands, which were caked in dirt and whatever else, before continuing to wipe all the grime off of them. That was probably a good idea– at this point, she has stopped caring about being sanitary despite her discomfort with all of this muck.
After that Arrona wasted no time in tearing into the chicken, tossing the plastic top and yanking one of the limbs off to scarf it down. She would surely get a stomachache from eating so much too quickly, but she would be damned if she slowed down. It was delicious, better than anything she’s been able to eat in the past month for sure.
For a hot minute she forgot about Ghoul’s presence completely, hyperfixated on the chicken. It was when she remembered the word treat that Arrona realized he was still there. Startled at first, she jumped and then looked up at him with a little smile. Though she was convinced that she may explode, the cookies were still on her mind—she motioned towards them.
She was starving. Poor thing. Ghoul’s heart just melted at the sight of this sweet child.
“Slow it down,” He said quietly, sitting across from her as she devoured all she could. “There’s no need to rush, I won’t take it away.” She could eat all she liked, but probably slower so she didn’t puke it all up after she finished.
“You do have a sweet tooth, don’t you?” Ghoul chuckled before setting the packet next to here. “There you go now, take it slow. I can find you more cookies later too. Maybe even get some of my friend’s homemade ones.” Nothing could beat Megan’s baking.
“Do you feel any better after all that? I did manage to scrape up enough cash to probably get a motel room for you. That, of course, depends on what you want to do. We need to get you someplace to stay for the night so you can get cleaned up and have some sleep. But I understand if you’re still not sure if you can trust me.”
She had likely learned the hard way how you couldn’t trust strangers to not be monsters.
ship with me you cowards
Send “treasure” for our muses to find a cave full of gold, jewels, and other valuable objects.
pcssypcwer:
Thank god—she didn’t know how else she would have gotten that across other than turning to the poor little rats on the street. A bit of hope fluttered up in her empty belly, along with curiosity as he tapped his ragged teeth. She mimicked his actions, opening her mouth to tap her own; a set of jaws to match her diet, for sure.
She shook her head, indifferent to the thought of a fancy meal. She used to get those all of the time, but never during favorable periods of her life.
The dumpster.
Being alone again brought anxiety, bunches of it, but nothing she wasn’t used to. Arrona often found more comfort on her lonesome than with other people; nothing could get her if there wasn’t anyone around to actually do that.
She gave him a bit of nervous look, ears flattened and soft tail curled around of her slender legs before she nodded and began to head over there. A warm meal and place to stay sounded… Nice, however she still had her doubts and would for a while. She’s taken her chances far too much, but what other choice did she have?
Arrona pitter-pattered her way over to the surely disease-ridden structure and ducked down behind it, peeking back over at Ghoul before giving another dip of her head. Okay.
“I promise, I will be back before nightfall.”
That was for sure. He wouldn’t let this little one alone in the dark, she needed a warm bed. But for now... Ghoul shouldered off his old coat, the pocket contents rattling about. He set it on the ground close to Arrona, right where she can pick it up. “Just in case you get cold, all right? It’s a bit smelly, but it’s a good coat.” It had served him well. With that, Ghoul tipped his hat and hurried off.
It was about two hours when he returned, his arms full of goodies. Things he certainly didn’t purchase with money that was his, but it was enough. Ghoul poked his head back there and grinned.
“Back. First off,” He set down a small plastic carton with a rotisserie chicken, “These were on sale, since it’s late in the day. Second,” He set down two water bottles and a bottle of fruit punch, “Something to drink. Drink the water first though, I imagine you might be dehydrated. Third, and this is only if you’re up for it,” He pulled a small packet of cookies from his pocket, “A little treat. I imagine you'd like sweets. But before you eat...”
The final thing was a small can of wet wipes.
“So you can have clean hands before you eat.”
A Shadow Steals Stealthily
practicesmilinginthemirror:
Something in the back of John’s brain nagged at him, questioned how Shadow was so calmly helping him, but it was put temporarily to rest by both the knowledge that the city’s street kids went through far more than most knew as well as just pure exhaustion from his head injury. One thing at a time. There were no sirens yet, but that wasn’t surprising in this part of time. Even so, they needed to move.
Lifting an arm over Shadow’s shoulder brought a lightning strike of pain across his chest, a strong indicator he’d at least cracked a couple of ribs, but it was necessary as he leaned some of his weight on the kid’s frame. He would have nodded in agreement, but just the thought of jostling his head any more than he had to made him want to pass out. Instead, he just let Shadow lead him away from the alley, away from bodies strewn behind them, away from the way their forms sat unnaturally. He couldn’t see them any more, but the look of them wouldn’t leave John’s head as they made their way off.
“You have any water?” John’s voice was a crack and a creak, only lending credibility to the question. Introducing liquid to his stomach was a risk his head needed him to take.
“Uh, shit, no...”, Shadow now understood why Natalie carried a purse everywhere, “But after I stash you someplace, I’ll get you some, all right?”
The few blocks it took to find that one abandoned building Shadow crashed a few times was a bit of a struggle, Shadow was strong when he wasn’t in his physical form but as a normal teenager, he was starting to flag by the time he kicked open the side door. “I think this place used to be one of those shitty knick knack shops. It got robbed and the owners had to close, but it’s a good enough spot to cool our heels till you feel better.”
Shadow practically dropped John in the corner and winced. “Sorry, dude, you’re heavy. And before you say it’s all muscle, sure it is, but maybe cut back on the midnight snacks, huh?” He managed a weak smile, it was shitty humor but really that was all of Shadow’s humor.
