- Pyre ༄✦

𝒪𝒞 𝓡𝓟 ; 𝓐𝓼𝓴 𝓑𝓵𝓸𝓰 ⋆.˚༄ 𝙰𝚜𝚔𝚜: 𝙾𝚙𝚎𝚗! 🌋𝙼𝙳𝙽𝙸🌋 🧯 ₊ ⊹ ₊ ⊹ 𓂃 𓂃 .𖥔 ݁ ˖⋆ ˚ .𖥔 ݁ ˖ 🔥𝓞𝓞𝓒 : This blog is for fun, so be polite and patient❤️‍🔥 🔥PFP: By Mun

[scorching-rose]

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𝙷𝚎𝚛𝚘 𝙱𝚒𝚘:

𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚎: 𝚁𝚘𝚜𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚘 𝚅𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗 𝚁𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚊 [𝙷𝚎/𝙷𝚒𝚖] 𝙰𝚐𝚎: 𝟹𝟹 𝙷𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝: 𝟼’𝟶” 𝙱𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚑𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚎: 𝙿𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚘 𝚁𝚒𝚌𝚘. 𝙰𝚏𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗: 𝙿𝚑𝚘𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚡 𝙿𝚛𝚘𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝙰𝚏𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚎 (𝙿𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢) 𝙾𝚌𝚌𝚞𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗: 𝙷𝚎𝚛𝚘 (𝙲𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝) 𝙲𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜: 𝙺𝚒𝚍𝚗𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚃𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎, 𝚅𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚖, 𝙰𝚐𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚟𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝙰𝚜𝚜𝚊𝚞𝚕𝚝, 𝙳𝚛𝚞𝚐 𝚃𝚛𝚊𝚏𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝙰𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝙼𝚞𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝙰𝚋𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚜: 𝙶𝚎𝚘-𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚘𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚜, 𝚁𝚘𝚌𝚔 𝙼𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝙷𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝙸𝚗𝚟𝚞𝚕𝚗𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚕𝚝𝚢, 𝙷𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚂𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚝𝚑.

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𝓡𝓾𝓵𝓮𝓼:

🔥 Be polite! This is a rp and ask blog for fun! So bigotry or bullying isn’t tolarated. 🔥 MDNI 🔥 Open to multiships. (Muse is pansexual) 🔥 Moderate to Slow Reply Speed, so don’t get frustrated, I promise I’ll get back to you! 🔥 When it comes to possible long term rps with ocs(specifically in DMs/Discord), I am a bit picky. But you may contact me directly for further discussion. 🔥Suggestive/NSFW leaning asks or replies will be tagged accordingly. 🔥THEMES THAT ARE NOT ALLOWED FOR ASK SUBMISSION: NO INCEST PLOTS ARE ALLOWED IN ASKS OR REBLOGS, NO UNDERAGE X ADULT PLOTS, NO RACIST COMMENTS. 🔥In the future, this blog will have possible drawn replies, thus you might get a slower response. 🍹 Trust, this blog will get prettier and have more art in due time, I’m just excited.

[scorching-rose]

OOC: Hullo everyone, I’m sorry for my absence in the RP accounts, I’ve honestly just been burnt out of Tumblr RP for a bit. But I’m hoping to come back if you’ll have me, so leave Asks if you’d like!

[scorching-rose]

POOF your powers are gone again for the next two days

POOF anon will not give them to robert again this time.

”Gasp! Robert!”

He practically jumped with joy, tackling Robert to the ground as he pressed kisses against their face.

“Amor mío.. Notice anything.. different about me?~”

@red-ring-robert-robertson-iii

[red-ring-robert-robertson-iii]

Anytime you say the letter a in any words/sentences from now on "Friday" by Rebecca black will play in your head.

Have fun

W- wh- but I w-

... Pyre I'm gon- I need you to c- uh... phone the wiz- sorcerer on my phone, pl- love.

[ @scorching-rose ]

[scorching-rose]

”Oh, amor..” He bit his lip, trying to stifle a laugh about this all. “Where’s your phone?”

[red-ring-robert-robertson-iii]

"Uh... in my pocket. Th- love you Ro-" Robert suddenly looks very sad that he can't say his lover's name. He hands over his phone and tries to smile. "Love you."

[scorching-rose]

“Oh, amor.. Having you only able to say that is very cute. But alright.” He teased, reaching for the phone, pulling them in for a kiss. “Shame I’ll have to get you to sing for me some other way.”

[red-ring-robert-robertson-iii]

"......... Love you~" he cooed again against his lips, practically purring as this. "L- I'll sing for you... when this is over. Requests?"

[scorching-rose]

”I have a few songs you could sing for me when I get you home.~” He hummed teasingly in their ear.

“I could sing for you too.~”

[scorching-rose]

spreading catboy Robert propaganda

”Oh?~ I’m definitely keeping these in my wallet for later.”

[scorching-rose]

do you ever feel left out? Like with your boyfriend? Or now with work?

”I-.. It’s not really my place to feel left out? What’s with all these questions? I think you’re just trying give me a complex for no reason.”

He rolled his eyes in a annoyance, taking a cigarette from his pocket to light and smoke.

[red-ring-robert-robertson-iii]

Anytime you say the letter a in any words/sentences from now on "Friday" by Rebecca black will play in your head.

Have fun

W- wh- but I w-

... Pyre I'm gon- I need you to c- uh... phone the wiz- sorcerer on my phone, pl- love.

[ @scorching-rose ]

[scorching-rose]

”Oh, amor..” He bit his lip, trying to stifle a laugh about this all. “Where’s your phone?”

[red-ring-robert-robertson-iii]

"Uh... in my pocket. Th- love you Ro-" Robert suddenly looks very sad that he can't say his lover's name. He hands over his phone and tries to smile. "Love you."

[scorching-rose]

“Oh, amor.. Having you only able to say that is very cute. But alright.” He teased, reaching for the phone, pulling them in for a kiss. “Shame I’ll have to get you to sing for me some other way.”

[red-ring-robert-robertson-iii]

Anytime you say the letter a in any words/sentences from now on "Friday" by Rebecca black will play in your head.

Have fun

W- wh- but I w-

... Pyre I'm gon- I need you to c- uh... phone the wiz- sorcerer on my phone, pl- love.

[ @scorching-rose ]

[scorching-rose]

”Oh, amor..” He bit his lip, trying to stifle a laugh about this all. “Where’s your phone?”

[red-ring-robert-robertson-iii]

beam anon is here :3

BEAM!! YOU ARE NOW A BUNNY BOY BECAUSE WE ARE NOT BORED OF TORMENTING YOU

What the fuck? Why?

...

Actually... this is better than being a cat boy...

Hold on, I gotta call my boyfriends.

[scorching-rose]

👁️👁️

*pounces on you*

[red-ring-robert-robertson-iii]

Uh, hi lo-

*Robert gasps and tumbles to the ground as his partner pounces on him. Not that he's complaining as he wraps himself around the other man.*

I take it you like the new look, cariño?~

[scorching-rose]

”I think love is too weak of a word.~”

He gave them a wicked grin, folding his arms on their chest to rest his head on.

“Well, I thought I was going to have a crappy day but.. seems that I got a gift from the universe.”

[scorching-rose]

do you think you’ll ever get married?

”I-... Well..”

His hair burned a brighter color despite the more sad look on his face before he forced a beaming smile.

“That’s just.. Eso es solo una ilusión por mi parte. De todos modos, no creo que la mayoría de la gente me viera como un buen partido para casarse. Pero no, importa..-“

It seems that he goes on to ramble a while after this.

[red-ring-robert-robertson-iii]

beam anon is here :3

BEAM!! YOU ARE NOW A BUNNY BOY BECAUSE WE ARE NOT BORED OF TORMENTING YOU

What the fuck? Why?

...

Actually... this is better than being a cat boy...

Hold on, I gotta call my boyfriends.

[scorching-rose]

👁️👁️

*pounces on you*

[mechamanthethird]

He hardly expected to run into anyone on patrol. Ever since being formally fired from SDN over a provocation that wasn’t his fault, he started to despise the entire company. They really only cared about you if you are picture perfect in the media.

But bumping into someone was the least of his expectations. Much less during gunfire.

”Oh!” He stared down at the giant “M” on their suit, his own gloved palms on either side of their head from when he tried catching himself from falling further onto him. “Bad timing, huh?” He tried to laugh behind his own mask, his short glowing magma curls illuminating their face for him.

”Sorry for no introductions.. but.. I don’t want to be shot. You take the right and I take left?”

@scorching-rose

[ Stealth missions, strategy, incapacitation. That was normally his style when he ran his patrols. It was already bad enough that he was technically on a corporate contract that outlined vigilantism would lead to termination, so getting caught is pretty high up on his lists of things he shouldn't do. That, and ending up in an active shootout. Well, he had just added that rule after ending up with a bullet graze to his shoulder. He should probably revisit his list of rules. ]

[ Through the raining bullets, he noticed someone else amongst the fight. It wasn't until a bad step on both of their parts that they crashed into each other. If it weren't for the cowl covering the upper part of his face, blacked- out eyes and a plastic looking material stopping just above his nose and cheekbones, he'd looked surprised to see the other vigilante(?) there. His hands were braced on their arms to keep them from falling, but he eventually pulled back once they had situated themself. ]

"Copy," [ He answered with a curt nod, ] "I got your back."

[ He kicked up twin billy clubs from the floor, catching them in one hand, then the other. He figured he could ask questions of how this firefight started and who this other person was after they weren't at risk of, oh he didn't know, getting shot? Without another word, he took off to the right, taking down whoever stood in his way. ]

[ Once the last bullet had rang out, he stood in the silence of a nearby alleyway to catch his breath. His back pressed up against the wall and his helmeted head followed suit with a quiet thunk. ]

[scorching-rose]

That..was far messier than he would have tolerated under normal circumstances, but his abilities made quick work of it.

From his scalp, the molten, incandescent strands of his hair hardened and elongated, forming razor-sharp obsidian daggers that pulsed with a faint, inner light.

With practiced precision, he wielded these extensions of himself.

"That most… definitely was heard," he muttered, the words a low rumble against the sudden, ringing silence that followed the cacophony.

A disappointed sigh escaped him as he reached up, his fingers deftly unlatching the clasps of his full-face mask. He pulled it away, revealing a fine spiderweb crack across one of the dark, reflective lenses—a testament to the close calls.

As the confining barrier lifted, his hair, no longer as suppressed, erupted with an even brighter, more vibrant glow, casting dancing shadows across grimy walls.

He was not built for concealment since back at SDN he was always in the spotlight; the mask felt like a suffocating shroud, a constant, abrasive reminder of the identity he had to hide to survive as a vigilante.

His eyes, now unmasked and radiating a soft, internal luminescence that mirrored his hair, flicked to the other masked man.

"Thank you. For helping," he said, the corner of his mouth twitching into a wry, weary chuckle that held more gratitude than amusement. “Funny to bump into each other. Not the worst timing in the world though.”

[scorching-rose]

@red-ring-robert-robertson-iii comfort your boyfriend NOW!!!!!!!!!!

”Nono! It’s ok.. You don’t need to bother him with that.. I wasn’t even-..”

He stammered, smoothing down his hair in a flustered manner at the way they decided to go about it before taking a deep breath.

“It was just someone being stupid….”

[red-ring-robert-robertson-iii]

"Wait, what?" Robert wanders in looking confused. "Is something wrong amor? What are they saying to you?"

He immediately rushes over to Rosario, wrapping his arms around him and holding him close. "Whatever nonsense they're saying now, I love you so much."

He kisses him, long and with as much passion as he could manage.

[scorching-rose]

“It’s fine, just some pendejadas they were spouting about you and how you feel about me.” He rolled his eyes thinking about the utterly stupid stranger that decided to say such things to him.

“I know it’s untrue.” He hummed into their new kiss, delighting in their touch as he always did.

[metal-merc]

”Hey, Guapo.~ Anything you need, just let me know.”

@scorching-rose

@scorching-rose

The larger man found himself at a loss for words for a moment. He avoided eye contact, something he usually did, but now it seemed to be just a bit more obvious. The metal plates on his arm clicked quietly, caused by small activations of his powers. Just a habit of his.

"...Thanks. Will do," he replies, an air of finality in his voice, laced with almost icy (although feigned) indifference. He shifts slightly in place, still looking anywhere but the man in front of him.

[scorching-rose]

”Oh.. Icy.” He cooed up at the man with a roll of his eyes, brushing back the curtain of magma hair over his shoulder with a smile.

“Well, Señor Brooding.. I hope you do find me. If you need me, of course.” He looked over their form carefully, rather amused by the lack of eye contact given.

“At least you said thank you.”

[metal-merc]

"I doubt it," He replied incredulously. He was surprised the other man was still there. His icyness typically scared most people off, so why not him? Weren't they both technically on the clock?? Shouldn't there be something better for either of them to be doing? A burning building to put out somewhere? Though, he didnt voice any of these thoughts. He just kept quiet.

The amused, almost teasing look on the other's face only seemed to fuel his part-discomfort-part-confusion-part-annoyance. He didnt even know this guy. "Do you...want something?" He asked accusingly, raising an eyebrow.

[scorching-rose]

”Your name would be a good place to start. But maybe I’m asking alot from a new recruit. I’ll just call you… Rubio if I ever had to help you out.”

He raised a brow with a chuckle, carefully reaching to fix their tie with a slow smile on his plush lips. He, fortunately, was used to this behavior from coworkers. Frostbite instantly came to mind. “But..” He pulled away his feverishly warm hands from the other. “In any case, nice to meet you.”

[scorching-rose]

I sorry for running off with puppies, have a puppy

”Gasp, thank you. They’re so cute. My baby.~”

[scorching-rose]

@red-ring-robert-robertson-iii comfort your boyfriend NOW!!!!!!!!!!

”Nono! It’s ok.. You don’t need to bother him with that.. I wasn’t even-..”

He stammered, smoothing down his hair in a flustered manner at the way they decided to go about it before taking a deep breath.

“It was just someone being stupid….”

[scorching-rose]

no longer the favorite? shame.

”W-what’s.. that supposed to mean?”

He frowned, his face gaining quite an amount of color in embarrassment. Maybe he was letting it get to his head.