Jaskier (not a rp, just my name)

An unfortunate name, but mine nonetheless (I jest. I love my name)

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If anyone needs me, I’ll be at the bar

Hello, this is your hub for all things related to the mod. So… mod posting, essentially.

My name is Jaskier. Yes, like the bard. No, I am not roleplaying the bard here. We just share a name.

No pronouns. I don’t owe you an explanation, but I will let you know that I am agender. I prefer to be called no pronouns. If it is absolutely necessary, refer to me as it/they. If you do not jive with that, then he is also allowed.

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Send me asks! Headcanons! Ships! Mod things! A lot of things!

Anyways, see you on the other side.

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Heaaaaaar me out

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I did also add an OC onto my multimuse

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Nemoto needs a healthy relationship

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Fucking Missavitar is taking over

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Hanta Sero x Reader Headcanons

He leaves you for Tenya Iida

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I have no clue what ships I would do with Jack Frost.

Any ideas

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He was added

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Guess I am adding Jack Frost to my multimuse 😭

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I am absolutely going to need to explore Tokoyami more, but yay! He exists!

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Mun Communication Preferences based meme

🏠 Do you prefer to RP within just one fandom, or more? Which verses of yours are more, or less compatible with others? 🗺️ How open are you to meeting new people? Do you like your muses being mentioned IC? To just anyone, or only fandoms/friends that you know? 🪀 How do OOC posts make you feel? Do they affect your IC writing or flow, to know other muns better? 🐣 Is there anything you're new at, just now learning, or practicing when it comes to RP? 💡Do you get ideas from reading meta/headcanons/bios, or do those only pop up as you write? 💌 Have you ever hit it off with a mun right away? What were they like? How fast do you think it takes to warm up to new people? 💋 Are you silly ooc? Casual? Chatty? Do you prefer or enjoy things like small talk, when not rping? 🩵 Do you have any apparent flaws when it comes to RPing/interacting? Be gentle with yourself! 👾 Is knowing a fandom more comfortable when RPing, or do you prefer knowing muns? (Overall.) Do you try new things, or get into new fandoms? ✨ Are you easily intimidated by muns or muses that you admire? ❤️ How does the love in your heart affect how you RP? Any other notable emotions? 🪽 In what way is tumblr better than real life for you? Different from your personal dash, if you have one? 🧤 Name the last need that you Had to take care of before rping!! Anything that made you leave dash, or before turning on the computer, etc.! 🟢 Do You like to tell people when you're online? Why or Why not? 🪪 What's consistent between RP life and not? Anything about you bleed into your writing? 🔦 Connect the dots between you and your muse. Ways that you're the same, different, last time you thought about them, etc. 🎀 What's the last nice thing you saw pertaining to rp?

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affirmations: side blogs are NOT scary. you will NOT post to the wrong blog. this is the RIGHT blog.

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I hade a dream about roleplay. Nobody made an appearance and was actually who I was supposed to respond to. I think it was influenced by art of them and Agelastus

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I am being so normal about seroiida

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Jokes on you, I’m the one who amnesias your blorbos. Get absolutely wrecked

- a guy who has the quirk of just fucking people over

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“Wow, I certainly hope I run across no murderers today”

- definitely not Jaskier dealing with the brain consequences

Savitar had an itch he needed to scratch. His time playing with his Hanta was certainly helping him meet his needs, but he felt stuck in that house sometimes. It was for safety, of course, he had to remain in hiding until people truly stopped caring about his case. Which meant a lot of days spent indoors, alone, while Hanta was at work.

Today, he decided to risk it. He went for a jog. Not using his quirk, of course, even going as far as to wear baggy enough pants to cover his mufflers. He hadn't planned for anything, other than being home in time to greet his Hanta. However, when he heard a comment from a nearby alleyway, it was simply to ridiculous to resist.

He paused in his jogging, and stalked into the stranger's line of sight. No use in hiding. He wasn't skilled in stealth, anyway, and his speed will make up for it, if needed.

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Jaskier (me? I?) hadn’t meant to say that out loud. Frankly, they were having half a conversation in their head. Unfortunately for it, it had just chose the wrong time to say part of it out loud.

Their day had been going just about as well as they could anticipate. Which, given the fact that it was currently in an alleyway with some odd individual stalking up to them, was not good. At all. Hardly anyone willing to stalk up to it meant good. Every person was trouble. Hell, it itself was trouble.

“Can I help you?” Maybe this person was lost. Hopefully. Probably.

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"Possibly." He spoke low, scanning the surrounding area to make sure there were no witnesses. Perhaps it's better for him to lead it deeper into the alleyway.

He walked past it a few strides before he stopped, not taking his eyes of his prey. "I've been quite bored as of late, you see."

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Bored? What could that possibly mean? Was Jaskier actually going to be killed? No. Surely not. People didn’t actually just kill people. That wasn’t some daily occurrence. Absolutely not.

“Bored? Like… how bored?” Maybe this person wanted to play chess. Sure, there was no chess board. Or anything to do such a thing, but a person could dream. Right? It was allowed to dream.

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"Like, willing to take some risks to add some enrichment to my days." He stepped closer, arms crossed, staring down at it. A position that made it clear he wasn't willing to take no for an answer.

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It backed up, now significantly more terrified of the situation. Obviously this guy was serious about whatever he was going on about. This was truly a terrible way to die. It didn’t even get to go home. “Right. Risks. Yeah.”

[glass-toys]

"So I hope you'll forgive me if I come on too strong when I ask this." He reached behind him to what was always stored in his back pocket. It didn't see much use, and certainly not recently, but he was glad he kept it with him.

"Would you like to play?" He brought forward the item. It was a miniature travel chess set- the kind where the board folds in half and holds all the pieces within.

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He must be going crazy. That was Jaskier’s first though. Reasonably, it had to be dreaming. Despite how little dreaming happened in life, this had to be a moment where it was able to dream. Surely.

Man, they couldn’t turn down a game of chess. As odd as it was in a dingy alleyway, playing with some man who definitely had to be some serial murderer, everything about it seemed fun. “Yeah. I’d be down for that.”

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"Excellent." It only took a moment to gather enough junk and such from nearby to set up a decent table-ish surface to play on. He opened the box and they both set up the pieces. "I haven't played with someone new in a while. This should be fun."

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“Oh! Who do you typically play with?” Maybe he had a higher level of understanding of the game, could play it better than most. While Jaskier certainly wasn’t the best, he at least understood the game and could play at higher levels. This could be a fun challenge.

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"My partner, mostly. I don't tend to go out much." He made the first move, using his typical strategy - which will have to be shifted for this opponent, but should prove fruitful nonetheless.

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Jaskier watched as the man started, trying to figure out what it wanted to do. After they made their first move, they made sure to continue the conversation. Idle conversation could be fun. “Eh, who really needs to go out anyways.” It had people it could talk to, sure, but sometimes staying in was nice.

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"It is beneficial for one's social and mental health to go outside." On each of his turns, he moved his pieces to exact places, always symmetrical, focusing on the attack. "But i am aware that there are... circumstances. That can make it difficult to do so."

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“I know. Trust me, I go out.” The strategy was odd, but it was something Jaskier could get used to. It could learn. “I have things outside, keeping me busy.” They were vague. Always vague. It was easier, just in case this still was a murderer.

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"Hm. Good." They continued playing and chatting for a while. It was almost friendly.

Until it decided to move one piece that would put it much closer to check then he would like. His arm grabbed its wrist in one sudden movement. "I wouldn't move that one, if I were you."

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Why was it being told not to move that piece? That was how the game worked. Pieces had to be moved. Jaskier was getting closer and closer to check (mostly due to the oddities of this man’s play. Everything was so even). “Uh, why not?”

They had to ask. It was confused by the matter of being forced to stop play. At least they weren’t on a clock.

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He tightened his grip on it, sharpened his glare. "Don't."

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“Okay. Geez. Fine.” It was going to die. It was absolutely going to die.

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They continued from there. With Iida occasionally stopping it from making a move that would turn out poorly for him. Eventually, all he had to do was growl and it would back off.

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Jaskier was pitiful when it came to being told not to do something. But, they didn’t want to die, so they listened. It was sad. They weren’t allowed to even go for a check.

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"Checkmate." It didn't take long for Iida's strategy to work after that. He smiled, proud of himself for another successful match.

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“Wow. You win.” It wasn’t surprising. Jaskier folded under pressure. That was so embarrassing. At least no one saw, it supposed. “Uh… good game, man”

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"Yes, well played." He reached out to give the other a firm handshake. Then, he began packing up the pieces. He needed to get back to the house, Hanta would be home soon.

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“Yeah. Well played. You are good.” Not at all good. Good at intimidating them though. Jaskier was feeling terribly about this man.

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"I trust our game will remain a secret, yes?" He figured the intimidation throughout the game would be enough to keep it quiet. But he wanted to be sure his intentions were clear.

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They nodded. “I’m not gonna tell anyone. I, uh… probably will forget.” It was not gonna forget. This moment would probably haunt them.