Why are we here again?

Indie multifandom rp blog for characters and OCs of varying franchises. Please read the rules and bios prior to interaction. Muses listed in the navigation are available for RP unless stated otherwise. Blog is a MAJOR WIP

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//ive made a personal blog @potatos-messy-mind if people still want to follow me. Thanks and take care!!!//

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//whelp, hi guys. Ive been incactive for a while, hunh? I havent been feeling tumblr at all anymore l, and while i dont quite want to give up rping here, ive been feeling a little unliked as of late. No one is to blame for it or anything, but it just makes me not want to continue threading here anymore. Sorry...//

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//HOLY FUCK I DIDNT EVEN REALIZE YESTERDAY WAS THE 14TH I MISSED ALTAIRS BIRTHDAY AAAAAAAAAAAA//

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@champofpallet

The young boy tilted his head upon seeing the Kanto Champion. What was he doing all the way out here in Galar? From what he knew there weren't any big battle events going on at the moment, and mister Leon didn't have someone as famous as Red challenging him to a battle.

Actually, he looked a little lost. Serenity, his shiny eevee yipped in his arms, reminding him of just where they were.

Pawpa had been chosen by a Zacian to be its master, and made a home for himself in the Slumbering Weild, a place even the most survivalistic of humans could easily get lost in. He, his pokemon and his family had no trouble, being protected by Zacian from the forests effects.

"Mister Red! Are you lost?" He called out, running to catch up with the older trainer before he vanished into the fog. Ren also called out to his pikachu, just in case the man didn't hear her partner.

It was starting to grow dark, and the least he could do was offer the fellow trainer a place to stay the night before Pawpa and Zacian helped him out of the forest. They had done this more than enough times for other trainers, or young children who wandered in and became lost.

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@exsoldiier from here

The Protogen tapped its snout in thought.

“Observation noted, though this unit finds it ironic just how stupid our former masters were.”

Switch’s LED screen split into a mouthlike grin, expression mirroring someone smirking to the best of its ability. “They should have had the foresight to terminate our access to their servers entirely. It is only with our recent joining of your ‘AVALANCHE’ that they have had to scramble for countermeasures against the influence we carry over Shinra machines.”

At the reminder (In the form of the name AVALANCHE) of how their new ‘unit’ took them in, the smirking expression was replaced with a happier one.   

“We realize that taking us in put a large strain on you and the others at first, but we are what unit designation ‘Tifa’ describes as grateful. And we know that creating an attachment to you wasn’t initially well received. Our programming indicates us to label the first person we fully see as our master unless told otherwise. You just happened to win that proverbial lottery.”

It placed its snout on Cloud’s shoulder with no pauldron, tail wagging slightly.

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"NO, NOPE ABSOLUTELY NOPE WHYYYYYY?!?!?!?! DONT BRING BACK THOSE FUCKERS TO TORMENT MY ALTERNATE SELF AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!"

The sound of breaking furniture and angry screeching fills the room. Seems like someone is about to go on a rampage.

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Tseng: We all know you're in love with him.

Reno: Fuck off! Im not in love with Rude.

Tseng: I never said who it was.

Reno:

Reno: YOU-

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@vivian-and-friends

I found Reno for you, have a good day. ^^

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Reblog if it's ok to jump into your asks or send a message to plot an rp

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(for Altair) Ghost approached the odd-looking... what was he? With wide, curious eyes, she began to circle him, even reaching out to poke at the feathers on his arm. "W-what... are you?" she asked, blinking. "Y-you look amazing!"

"H-hunh?!" He squeaked in surprise, looking at the woman who had suddenly appeared before him. She was odd-looking, with white hair and dual colored eyes that seemed to fill with intregue at his very prescence.

His tail twitched, slightly nervous about her circling him. In his experience, animals and some people did this when they wanted to fight. Altair assumed that she was merely curious about him, and huffed when she poked the feathers on his arm.

"I'm human. What, did you think i was some sort of hybrid? Sorry to dissapoint, but some insane nutjobs gave me these." He motions to his avian features.

"I make do with 'em, but it's easier to blend in than to stand out, you know?"

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What is Altair's problem?

you're too nice

that's not a bad thing, not by far. you're wonderful to be around and no one hates you. but it feels like they do. maybe it's imposter's syndrome. maybe it's simply fear. no one hates you but you need everyone to like you. you need to feel validated and so you go out of your way, so far out of your way that you shove yourself to the side of your own story. remember, you are your main character. you need just as much attention as the rest of us. you're human, and it is okay to want, to ask without being expected to return every time. you don't need to compensate for your friendships. i know it's hard to believe, so many people have used you like a stepping stone that a path is beginning to form over your body. you can't let them do it, though. change is hard but you need to find people that will care for you without expecting payment. those people, your people, are right around the corner. they're waiting to listen, to talk, to greet you with their arms open and their smiles wide. accept them. you're worth it. you are worth the love and the friendship and the happiness that is waiting for you. take that step. stand up for yourself. you're strong, i know you can do it.

Tagged by: STOLEN FROM: @asorableisms

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Reblog if your muse is made of  ANGER  and  BAD DECISIONS

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Christ, those pics of my gold plated mewtwo exploded. I've honestly never gotten so many likes on a post before! Kinda shocked that people like my mewtwo pokeball so much! ^^

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@xxtc-96xx , @faeforge

Since you two are responsible for my current mewtwo obsession, i thought that this may be of interest to you

Yes, this is the Mewtwo 23k gold plated trading card from way back in the day with the certificate of authenticity. A friend gave this to me (he told me to pick one) and it's been a pride of my pokemon memorabilia ever since.

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Now that’s a real fire show!

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“I want a chocobo barbeque.”

Cloud.

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"You skewer my dad and i'll rip out your intestines, asshole."

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“I caught your scent,” Hojo growled, fur bristling. These children were rather grating, more so than average. His dark nose twitched, so sensitive to the world around him- especially to such unfamiliar stenches that wander into his territory.

“Now, you are not going to be the ones asking the questions here,” he said. “Answer me: what are you doing here?”

Altair seemed to get agitated at the strange wolf asking this question. “This is Auntie’s church, Our safe place! We’ve been coming here to play since I could crawl. Who do you think you are, asking stupid questions when it’s none of your business!” 

“Altair!” Denzel growled in warning. “Don’t make him angry.” But the pup wasn’t  too happy with the response. “What we’re doing here is none of your business. We have no intentions of trying to take your territory and mainly stick to the church and the surrounding area. Why does our presence here bother you so much? We haven’t done anything to you.”  

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@hisemeraldgaze​

They were going to the church today! The pup was yipping with excitement at the very thought of seeing Auntie and Uncle after what happened with the bad men a few months earlier. Yeah, mama and pawpa said that they went back to the lifestream, but Ulfendhar were more sensitive to spirits and souls in general than most of the human population, even by a tiny amount. Auntie and Uncle were still watching over their tiny pack, even if Altair was the only one who could sense their presence in the pack sanctuary.

 It was just him and pawpa too! School recently started up for any kids who wanted to attend, so Marlene and Denzel were there on weekdays. He was too young for school, but mama and pawpa were talking about something called preschool for him, so he hoped that would be fun!

When they arrived at the church, Cloud got off Fenrir, shifting into his beast and pressing his snout against the pup’s back. In an instant, the boy shifted into his beast, and Cloud gently gripped his scruff in his maw to carry him into the church.

Once the threshold was crossed, Altair squirmed and whimpered, prompting dad to set him down. The pup zoomed around excitedly as Cloud walked up to the flower bed in front of Auntie’s healing water, laying down with an apologetic huff to the flowers he was smushing. 

It took a few minutes for Altair to get bored running around, and the pup quickly returned to Cloud’s side as he sunned himself in the flowerbed.

The larger wolf rolled onto his side to let his youngest pup climb all over him, taking notice of a small unfamiliar presence nearby. It wasn’t a threat from what he could sense, despite the familiar presence of Jenova cells in the other’s body. He was more than content to let whatever it was go about it’s merry way.

He was done living in the past. And this future he was experiencing now was too bright to ignore. Just him and his pack, that was all that mattered to him.