Soon as I get my laptop, I'm gonna make this an Eren/Armin blog and remake my old Erwin. I doubt anyone will want to interact with me and nothing will change, but I can't seem to give up.
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@books-are-my-trigger
Soon as I get my laptop, I'm gonna make this an Eren/Armin blog and remake my old Erwin. I doubt anyone will want to interact with me and nothing will change, but I can't seem to give up.
Send me "No Escape" for my muse's reaction to yours trapping them between their arms.
Apartment AUs
Washer/Dryer buddies (always finding the otherās pair of socks, underwear, etc. in their basket after they get home.)Ā
I got your mail by mistake and Iām hoping you have mine.
You live on the floor above me and you stomp a lot.Ā
These walls are sort of thin and I can hear you singing horribly to the Pretty Woman soundtrack when youāre in the shower.
We both share the same noisy neighbor and we talk shit about them in the laundry room together.
Thereās a drunk guy singing outside and we both look out our windows to watch.
Iām spring cleaning and you laugh at me for trying to hang my sheets on a make-shift laundry line.
Youāre the horrible cook who I often see opening and closing your front door to get rid of the smoke.
You work in the main office and Iām constantly coming in to ask for a spare key.
I tend to lock myself out of my apartment a lot and sort of need to climb out your window to crawl into mine.
These walls are really thin; and I swear youāre the loudest orgasm-er Iāve ever heard.
You just moved in across the hall and I thought I might invite you over for a beer or something.
Dogs and I donāt really get along well, butā¦? I guess your dog sorta likes me..?Ā
Send one or more for my muses reaction! (Omegaverse!Version)
"Iām the Alpha, youāre the Omega, I give the orders and you follow them." āYouāre my Omega, and mine alone.ā āAs an Alpha, I have the right to claim you, the Omega, and you know that, donāt you?ā āI gotta say, you have a really, really strong scent, even for an Omega.ā āAre you in heat or something? I didnāt even know you were an Omegaā¦ā āSorry, it was just a question, didnāt mean to upset you!ā āDude, calm the fuck down. Are all Omegas this easily scared?ā āWoah, so you can get pregnant by an Alpha, even though youāre like, a dude?ā āYāknow, I am an Alpha, I could help you with your heat, if you want me tooā¦~ā āBe a good Omega and bend over~.ā āYou know as an Alpha I can smell that youāre ____, so you might as well tell me what wrong with you.ā
"I'd totally fuck you." {If you don't mind, hi ;3; }
"⦠youāre kidding, right?"
{ā£} ā Arching an eyebrow, the blond felt his lip curl on one end. "Eren, I don't like jokes that much. I'm just being honest; I would." he admited with a nonchallant shrug.
*Sends triangle thing if you don't mind* {Sorry, mobile ;-; Hello friend ouo}
Quite staring for a moment. Basket hanging on his arm, Eren narrowed his eyes from their surprise and said: āFancy seeing you here.ā
{ā£} ā Staring back at the very familiar features, the blond slowly grew stiff with alarm. "Eren?" he blurted, his cheeks automatically heating in embarrassment. Of course he'd be caught here of all places. "I was only browsing.." he mumbled quickly, straining to keep his eyes off whatever Eren was buying.
Put "That should keep you quiet." for my muse's reaction to yours gagging them
Send me a ā² for my muse to run into yours at an adult novelty shop!
"reblog if you actually rp for more than a ship or smut"
okay thatās cool but if you do rp just for ships or smut, thatās okay too. donāt let anyone make you feel bad for that.
Where's the Basket? || Closed Thread w/ books-are-my-trigger
{ā£} ā Armin stared at the other silently, his gaze steady. Was he avoiding his eyes purposefullyā¦? What an odd character. Something Armin was looking for. Remaining unassuming and polite, he smiled softly and nodded. āAlright, thank you.ā he said and lowered his basket to his side. He could find someone else to ask easily, so stuck with the apple vendor.
His thoughts were drifting back to the stranger, making him pause on his way in the direction the man had pointed him in. Cupping his chin with his thumb and forefinger, he contemplated with a small crease between his eyebrows. Nearly bumping into a few other villagers as he walked, he made his way towards his own home. Heād moved a few months ago and was in another village that was through thick woodland surrounding. Heād definitely be taking his gear for the trip, considering it was the perfect opportunity to check the perimeter for signs of wolves.
Opening his door, he redressed quickly and filled his basket with more cloth to keep it warm. Tucking away silver knives into their sheaths and lacing his boots properly, the boy headed out by midday to the forest.
Gathering up all the materials from the village shops, Eren had made sure that he went to different stores to get each item, not exactly wanting to come off suspicious at the moment.Ā With all of his items packed into his market basket, his hood was pulled up over his eyes once more. He kept his head down towards the ground as some extra coverage of his eyes. If I leave this place without being disturbed, I can make it back home just under an hour. Okay, that wasnāt so bad, he could make it back home if he hurried now.Ā Moving passed the crowds, occasionally bumping into some folk along the way. He didnāt bother to give a second glance at them, no, it would only waste his time.
As he enters into the forest, for a moment, heās startled at hearing various leaves crunching under somethingās feet. He stayed silent, and glanced around, making sure it wasnāt just his imagination. Probably just some damn chipmunk⦠Heād dealt with those annoying creatures a lot in his life, and they always kept the brunet on high edge with how reckless they were.Ā
{ā£} ā Almost aimlessly wandering, the boy peered about curiously at the patches of sunlight flitting through the trees about him. It was quiet and almost void of animals than the occassional rodent and insect buzzing by. His footfalls were probably the loudest thing in the forest.
Meaning, what he was hunting would hear.
His blue gaze was steady and noncallant as he walked, moving in a path around the village before returning to the path heād originated entering with. The man had told him to follow it until it ended and continue in the little bit of woodland the rest of the way. Moving forward, he knew he might as well start now.
It was growing dark faster than he would have liked, but he knew the conditions of his prey. Keeping an arm looped around the basket he carried and the other at his side, his fingers grazed the sheathed blade at his hip and under the long, green cloak he wore. Alert and prepared to pull it at the faintest sound, he glanced about in silent paranoia.
"Let's get you to bed." {Hope you don't mind ;3; }
"Huh?" Jeanās head lifted from his crossed arms, having been slumped over his homework for god knows how long. "Māfinejussā-gottaā¦" His voice was groggy with bad sleep and his eyes were barely staying open.
{ā£} ā Armin had ignored the knock, but it did waken him. Eyebrows furrowng, he shyed away from the approaching footsteps until his nose caught whiff of the alluring scent the offender carried. His eyes slid open slowly and stared down the mug that steamed with his favorite smell. Shooting upright far too quickly, his hands wrapped around the mug and drew it close. It was far too hot, but he forced his mouth to suffer the heat for the taste. Forcing the coffee down, his eyes shut tightly and his foot bounced on the bed until heād finshed with a deep breath. āThanks.ā he murmured, his gaze flickering up to the other. Smiling faintly, he ran the back of his wrist across his mouth.
Jean stood there, leaning his weight on one hip as he sipped his coffee. He watched the blonde drink it down relatively fast and was sort of impressed by that. āNo problem.ā The male shrugged, taking the cup back. āWant some breakfast? Was gonna make something.ā He said as he turned to walk out of the room.
{ā£} -- Holding out the mug as Jean reached for it, the boy smiled gratefully. Shifting back on his bed, he rubbed his forehead gingerly. He was positive a leg had fallen asleep, his mouth burned, and his head was throbbing from drinking so fast, but he managed. Breakfast did sound nice and the mention of food made a small rumble to elicit from his stomach. Cheeks darkening, he lowered his head quickly in embarrassment. "Breakfast sounds nice. What did you have in mind?" he asked, carefully pushing himself to a stand. Getting dressed could wait until after eating. He was far too hungry to care and no one else was about the appartment that he knew of.
MUNDAY QUESTIONS
⤠How long have you been RPing?
ā„ How long have you been RPing this character?
ģ Who was your first muse?
ā What drew you to this muse?
ā® Is there anything you donāt like about playing this muse?
ā What is the easiest aspect of playing this muse?
ā What is the most challenging aspect of playing this muse?
⢠How many active muses do you have?
ā Who is a muse you would want to play?
⤠What do you have in common with your muse?
ā What are the biggest differences between you and your muse?
ā Do you and your muse get along?
ā² Of the two of you, who is more mature, you or your muse?
āŖ Are you comfortable playing your muse?
ā Is it easier to write angst, fluff, or crack with your muse?
ā Is it easier for you to write as canon characters or OCs?
Send me "I'd totally fuck you" to see my character's reaction
If you're a Canon character (or another OC) who does not discriminate against OC's, reblog this.
Need more open-minded people to follow/play with.Ā
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