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“Y’KNOW– YOU COULD TOUCH A STICK OF DYNAMITE, BUT IF YOU TOUCH A VENOMOUS SNAKE, IT’LL TURN AROUND AND BITE YOU AND KILL YOU SO FAST IT’S NOT EVEN FUNNY.”
“Y’KNOW– YOU COULD TOUCH A STICK OF DYNAMITE, BUT IF YOU TOUCH A VENOMOUS SNAKE, IT’LL TURN AROUND AND BITE YOU AND KILL YOU SO FAST IT’S NOT EVEN FUNNY.”
the double-edged sword that comes with rping a drag queen oc is that you get a handful of followers who are excited about your character being “unique” and “a fresh breath of air” (which is the most touching compliment I’ve ever received in my rp life tbh), but then you also get a handful of people who only follow you because your character’s fc is one of their favorite queens irl and they don’t even give a shit and a half about your actual character.
it’s even worse when you get people who expect your oc to be like the exact carbon copy of the queen you use as a fc. like……. if I wanted to make a rp account of mom, I would have done so already. trust and believe, mawma. I’ve seen other people here do it (and do it well).
but this is not a rp blog for mom. this is zina. this is my own character. if you don’t like that, thennnnnnn...????????
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Let me explain something. I like to ship, but I am not here to ship. People have a lot more relationships in their lifetimes than just romantic partners & the same can be true of muses. I’m here to RP and my muse is more than open to friendships, frenemies, outright enemies! They’re open to parental figures, sibling love, sibling rivalry, platonic rivalry. Yes, romantic ships are fun, but they’re not the only fun ship to sail.
send me ‘ hc ‘ + a word and i’ll write a headcanon about it regarding my character.
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Katya, Twist of Fate (7x2 Glamazonian Airways)
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¯\_(ツ)_/¯: do you have any tumblr friends? if so, who are they?
I do have a few! benjinobunaga and grellshitei are really dear to me because they’re a part of my real-life dream team, but I consider anyone who interacts with me IC and OOC a friend, really!
(ノಠ益ಠ)ノ彡┻━┻:how do you let your anger out?
I always have more than one outlet because I’ve learned the hard way that they stop working once you rely on the same one for too long (for me, anyways; I’m sure it’s different for other people), sooooooo! I either:
1. Talk to someone about it2. Play video games3. Blast some loud-ass rock music4. Draw/write angry things5. Wallow and/or cry about it (because sometimes you need to -- just not all the time!!!)
¯\_(ツ)_/¯: do you have any tumblr friends? if so, who are they?
( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°): relationship status?
ಠ_ಠ: what is your biggest pet peeve?
(ಥ_ಥ): finish this: i hate it when...
ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ: what is your favorite animal?
(☞゚ヮ゚)☞ ☜(゚ヮ゚☜): who is someone you can tell everything to?
(づ。◕‿‿◕。)づ: are you a hugger?
(╯°□°)╯︵ ʞooqǝɔɐɟ: besides tumblr, do you have any other social media?
﴾͡๏̯͡๏﴿?: how old are you?
(╯°□°)╯︵ ┻━┻: what are your thoughts on school?
| (• ◡•)| (❍ᴥ❍ʋ): favorite tv show?
(ง'̀-'́)ง: are you okay?
(ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*: ・゚✧: sexual orientation?
┬┴┬┴┤(・_├┬┴┬┴: are you a people person or a loner?
ლ(ಠ益ಠლ): do you have any siblings?
ಠ╭╮ಠ: have you ever self harmed?
(づ ̄ ³ ̄)づ: have you ever been in love?
(☞゚∀゚)☞: would you rather be hugged by a bunny or kissed by a doe?
(ノಠ益ಠ)ノ彡┻━┻: how do you let your anger out?
ᕙ(⇀‸↼‶)ᕗ: are you active?
ヾ(⌐■_■)ノ♪: what are your favorite band(s)/artist(s)?
(╯°□°)╯︵(\ .o.)\: who is your least favorite person?
♥‿♥: tell us about your crush!
◔̯◔: what time is it?
◕‿◕: what is your guilty pleasure?
◔ ⌣ ◔: are you a virgin?
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Send 💜 for my muse’s reaction to being hugged tightly.
“Ah~! Ahhhhhhh~~!!”
Leave it to Zina to refine her long, drawn-out imitation of a well-seasoned porn star on what seemed like the highest decibel possible -- especially right smack-dab in the middle of a crowd. Of course it had been a set-up. It was her damn job to entertain this cluster of drunk hooligans, and entertain she shall, even it was at the expense of this stranger’s dignity. After all, first impressions always lasted the longest when they were tied to an embarrassing memory (besides, it wasn’t like she knew why his arms were wrapped around her anyways; what a perfect deterrent!). And so, the queen took advantage of his embrace to hike a slender leg around him, hips gyrating in an erratic (and obviously satirical) frenzy.
“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH--------!!!”
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There was a moderate-to-high possibility that Zina had gone a little too heavy-handed with her shot intake. Hanging around the nightclub after a show always did this to her. Maybe it was the stale, hot air of the club that made her thirsty, or maybe it was the fact that she had just split and danced her ass off onstage (or, y’know, it also could have been the fact that she was starved of some good ol’ social interaction). Regardless, it wasn’t long before she was reduced to a snickering, snorting hot mess, nestled snugly into the arms of one of the bar patrons.
It also wasn’t too long before she vaguely recognized that same patron, a ridiculous grin plastered on her features. “Hellooooooo------!!” She chimed as she threw her arms around her, cheek to heavily-contoured cheek. “So glad you are here, honey--! Brings much joy to my vagina!”
socially awkward but I'll ride the fuck out ya dick