Annoy The Character In As Few Words As Possible
trying on a metaphor

roma★
Stranger Things
will byers stan first human second
tumblr dot com
DEAR READER
Monterey Bay Aquarium

if i look back, i am lost

Origami Around
sheepfilms
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸

oozey mess

JVL
taylor price
almost home

祝日 / Permanent Vacation

tannertan36

shark vs the universe
Misplaced Lens Cap
Mike Driver
seen from South Africa

seen from Singapore

seen from Malaysia

seen from Argentina
seen from United Kingdom

seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from Türkiye
seen from United Kingdom
seen from Lithuania

seen from United States
seen from Lithuania
seen from United States

seen from Singapore

seen from Sweden
seen from United States
seen from Malaysia

seen from Switzerland
@affablyevilretainer
Annoy The Character In As Few Words As Possible
Evening Stroll; Open RP
“Well… I’m glad that I got to a settlement,” the lady smirked, rolling the map up before strolling in at the beginning of twilight dared to paint itself on the turning skies, “Either that or I would have to spend another night under a tree.”
Even when traveling had it’s perks, the new terrain and changing of faces, the liar did like the thought of a roof over her head than anything else. Of course… Finding a lodge that would take her was another problem.
And it was a problem, being refused for the third time wasn’t really doing well on her. Heavens, she actually had the money to stay at this place too! But, the people weren’t too fond of strangers armed with a sword and a quiver, that was for certain.
“… Maybe, staying under a tree seems much better…” “Baoyu” heaved a breath as she wandered off without a general path, entering some alleyway that yawned to the figure almost cloaked with the encroaching darkness of night.
Torches were being lit on the main street now, shadows growing even longer as the sun slipped under the horizon. He was lost to his own thoughts during his evening stroll, never straying too far from his work and duties despite his current avoidance of them. His absent wandering took him around the corner of an alley, where darkness thickened considerably, but unconcerned he proceeded onward, for few things in the dark were as dangerous as he.
Jia Chong did begin paying attention upon sensing the presence of another ahead at the opposite end, however. The sound of footsteps and quiet breathing attracted his attention, though hardly his alarm, and with sharp eyes made out a figure approaching from the gloom. Cold eyes took note of the weaponry she had on her person but saw no threat at the moment, ergo was content to pass her by, eyes returning beyond her to the end of the alley.
It was as they crossed paths his eyes flickered towards her face, walking past for a few steps before he halted. His memory was long, too much so, perhaps, and though it had been so many years since he had last seen her that it was almost an impossibility for him to recognize her, he had been struck with the image of the child first before the woman. Could it be? Her whereabouts had been unknown after her father's execution, and he had never put as much effort into securing such as he should have, a quiet sentimentality towards the child he had met so long ago.
"Weifeng." It was not a question, only a certainty as he turned partially in order to rest his eyes upon the figure he had a difficulty seeing as a woman instead of the child who carried dolls of adults she endeared herself too, himself being one of them. Still, no particular expression was on his face, only a stare that quietly grew in intensity.
WOAH WHAT
WHO ARE YOU PEOPLE
WHERE DID YOU COME FROM
where did you go
I WAS GONE FOR LIKE MONTHS GUYS WHAT WHEN WHERE HOW AND WHY WOULD YOU FOLLOW ME
im just an asshole who hitauses left and right jfc
one short of 150 too hahaha
Evening Stroll; Open RP
"--and remember, ensure this gets out to the man in question only. It must appear as a plot against him, imaginary as it may be." Jia Chong finished, a casual wave of his hand signifying the end of the conversation. The spy before him nodded, and she turned to disappear back into the shadows of the alley. He hummed a small sound of approval before turning to exit the alley himself. Now that this particular task had been done, he could rest easy, if only for an hour or so before he faced the daunting paperwork back at the castle due to his lord's eternal procrastination.
Until then, however, the autumn afternoon was slowly bleeding into sunset, and the crowds were trickling out of the streets as well. He could indulge himself with a walk just this once, couldn't he? Even with the work that loomed in the back of his mind ever present, it seemed so... Bothersome, at the moment. Ah, perhaps this was the inevitable, foregone conclusion as a result of staying by Sima Zhao's side. He must have picked up laziness by osmosis. Jia Chong's default smirk softened a little into something more genuine at the thought, a brow raised musingly as he walked the streets, finding he didn't quite mind this 'revelation'. How frightening.
Perhaps it was a foolish, and perhaps even dangerous, action to take, walking the ever darkening streets despite obviously being a man of higher station. Though law was carefully maintained, it was not unheard of to hear of those unfortunate enough to wander the streets at night being attacked. The darkness was treacherous, after all, and few knew what dangers lurked in the shadows. Fortunately for him, he happened to be one of them.
[I dont even remember the last actual rp I had here so oops if we had one and you remember where it is lemme know
until then time for an open starter i guess wow how do i rp]
Reblog if your muse is an asshole
[guess which mun found the gonglu muse again
thank god for his ex2 or else i wouldnt be here rn]
"Gonglu, will you bear my children?"
"…You’re grounded. Go to your room."
"You do realize I will give your dinner and Christmas present to Taiyou if you keep this up, yes?”
"But… Gonglu… it’s lonely in there…"
"...Then take one of Taiyou's old stuffed animals he left behind. That should keep you company."
"Gonglu, will you bear my children?"
"…You’re grounded. Go to your room."
"…Fine. I’ll teach you this important lesson called ‘obe ying your teacher’. Lets start right now, your first assignment. Go to your room and stay until further notice."
"I don’t like the sound of that lesson. Teach me a new poison, or something of better use. I’m out of books to read as it is, and so the only thing to do in there is either practice strangulation techniques, or look at maps, and I’m quite sure I’m bored with maps.”
"You do realize I will give your dinner and Christmas present to Taiyou if you keep this up, yes?"
"Gonglu, will you bear my children?"
"…You’re grounded. Go to your room."
"You have one minute to get your ass in your room, Yan. One minute."
"I don’t think I want to. You can come with me, or I’m following you back to your own. Teach me something new."
"...Fine. I'll teach you this important lesson called 'obe ying your teacher'. Lets start right now, your first assignment. Go to your room and stay until further notice."
"Gonglu, will you bear my children?"
"…You’re grounded. Go to your room."
"Very well, but only if you’ll come with me. It’s gotten quite cold, hasn’t it?"
"You have one minute to get your ass in your room, Yan. One minute."
"Word of advice, Shiji. Your point would be better understood if you used the correct word uterus instead of stomach."
"Gonglu, will you bear my children?"
"...You're grounded. Go to your room."
"Bear my children, ass-wipe."
"I’m afraid I must refuse. A child begetting more children? I cringe at the thought."
"…I had assumed you were more mature than this."
"Yes, I am — how kind of you to say."
"What? That you're a slight more mature than a small child? Well, I suppose its something, yes."
"Bear my children, ass-wipe."
"I’m afraid I must refuse. A child begetting more children? I cringe at the thought."
"Unoriginal, among other things."
"I know you are, but what am I?"
"...I had assumed you were more mature than this."
"Bear my children, ass-wipe."
"I’m afraid I must refuse. A child begetting more children? I cringe at the thought."
"I know you are, but what am I?"
"Unoriginal, among other things."