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**All characters that I play are at least 18 years of age. I do not roleplay as characters under that limit unless it is a child/parent relationship.**
Ship List
Nyo! Northern Italy: GerIta, PruIta, EngIta, SpaIta, 2p! Germany x Nyo! Italy, DenIta, 2p! Denmark x Nyo! Italy
Nyo! Southern Italy and 1p! Southern Italy: SpaMano, GerMano, AmeriMano, EngMano, PruMano, and PortMano
Nyo! Prussia and 1p! Prussia: PruIta, PruMano, PrUk, Nyo! PruHun, PruAus, PruAme, PruScott, PruCan, 2p!Can x Pru and PrAnce
Nyo! Seborga and 1p! Seborga: PortBorga, SeyBorga, SpaBorga, and GerBorga
Nyo! America and 1p! America: USUK, AmeriMano, PruAme, DenAme, RusAme
Nyo! Canada and 1p! Canada: PruCan, RusCan, and GerCan
Plot Ideas, Universes, Tropes
AU/Trope List List
Soulmates
Flower shop/coffee shop/shop au
Omegaverse
And they were roommates
Fake dating
Unrequited love
Medieval
Prompt List
1. Why are you helping me?
2. We could get arrested for this.
3. Was that supposed to hurt
4. We have to be quiet.
5. You're trembling.
6. Tell me again.
7. I can't keep kissing strangers and pretending that they're you.
8. Do you regret it.
9. I still remember the way you taste.
10. We still need to talk about what happened last night.
11. Do you trust me?
12. What happens if I do this?
13. You're making me want things that I cannot have.
14. People are starting to stare.
15. Is this what you want?
16. Can't you see that I love you?
17. I cannot believe you!
18. Why would you do this to me?
19. Why now? You had all of these years to do it, but you picked now?
20. Where do you think you're going?
I am always open to new ideas and such! This being said, feel free to ask for other ideas or AUs!
Looking for GerIta RP
Tags & TWs: Angst, Drama, Dark Topics, War
Character(s) : Nyo! Italy - Mariella de Rosa
Character(s) wanted: Germany, 2p! Germany, Denmark, 2p! Denmark, Prussia, America, England, Switzerland or Scotland. Others may be accepted.
Ship Preferences: GerIta, DenIta, PruIta, AmeIta, EngIta, SwissIta or ScotIta
Canon or Au: Human and/or Omegaverse AU
Plot: The specific time period isn't important, but it would be around the time a war broke out but not heavily featuring the war itself. Our characters would be meeting just before an arranged marriage, getting married and experiencing life together for about a year.
Coming up on that time, your character would be drafted or expected to serve in the war. Mariella would receive news at some point during the war stating that your character passed during the war, inevitably having to move on despite not wanting to believe it.
Fast forward a few years, Mariella would be serving as a nurse in a ward when a group of POW were brought back from being held post-war. What happens inbetween it all is up to whatever we decide.
Additionally, I was thinking about a couple ideas to add here.
Mariella is royalty or some kind of nobility. She's found in your character's barn/stalls sleeping in hay trying to stay warm.
Her clothes are clearly nice, but warn/torn/thin. Not appropriate for what I would like to be late fall/early winter.
Your character could possibly be a farmer/squire/knight
Mariella would have to learn how to do some things for herself, but eventually would become a pretty good homemaker if we took this route.
Any other notes:
I'm fairly open to most things as long as they're talked about first.
Related Looking for a 1v1 only for this particular idea, MxF with the goal for a long term rp.
I have rps going back over 2-3 years in length with slowburn plot points. Semi-Lit to Lit Writing Style - I can average from two to three paragraphs up towards sixty five hundred words depending on the day/muse.
Replies range from daily to weekly depending on things at work and home.
I do need my rp partners to understand I work fulltime + have kids, so I can be busy.
I also value quality over quantity so if I can't make the reply I'll tell you so I can get to a spot where I feel like I can.
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Looking for: Italy, Southern Italy, Canada, 2p! Canada, Austria, Nyo! Hungary, England, America, Denmark, Spain, Scotland or France. Others may be considered and I am open for polyships.
TW: Cancer, Death, Medical, Grieving
When Ludwig was diagnosed with Cancer, no one expected him to not make a full recovery. He was young, healthy, and in shape. The diagnosis was not an early one, but it should have been something he could come back from. It had not been too late, but second stage cancer. Even the doctors that they spoke with were sure that Ludwig would easily make a full recovery with very little issue and aggressive treatments.
And yet…there Julchen sat at his freshly buried grave, left alone by the person that she cared for most.
She was there when he was diagnosed, when he started and at every treatment for chemo and radiation. She watched her brother as he changed from a strong, healthy young man to a thin, gaunt, shell of who he used to be. The change was gradual too. Coughing, nose bleeds, lack of energy at first, then one day he fully collapsed at work and was put on long term leave from his job. He was always tired, struggled to keep his food down, and he was not the person he once was all that time ago.
A little under three years into treatment and Ludwig had finally had enough of all the poking, prodding, and treatments. He had accepted that there was no saving him, that he was dying and there was nothing they could do but prolong his suffering further. He opted to stop the treatments much to Julchen’s dismay. The woman wanted her brother to continue fighting but was forced to accept that the gaunt individual was tired and he was ready to let go. He lasted another eight months, and she was there when he was put into hospice and finally, there when he took his last breath.
When his heart monitor was flatline, Julchen screamed and cried. She demanded for him to wake up, demanded for them to resuscitate her brother but he had signed a do not resuscitate order so they could not. Eventually the woman had to be pulled from her brother’s still warm body as he was removed so that his body could be properly readied for burial. When everyone left and the equipment was collected, the Prussian sat in her now empty home with a blank stare. She had spent the last three years caring for her brother, hand and foot. There were no friends, no social circle, no lines of support. Their parents died when he was a teen and she was twenty, leaving her to take care of him until he went off to college and started working. She had never truly known a life without the man in it.
Now that Julchen sat at his grave, the woman felt…empty. Her chest ached, but she could not feel the tears burning her cheeks. She could not feel the cold against her skin, the rain soaking her, nor anything else but the pain of his passing. The woman collapsed into the now muddied soil, quietly sobbing into the ground. There was no way Ludwig could be gone. He was so young and healthy. He was too good, why was it not her? It should have been her. He had far too much left to experience and do for him to be gone.
Who knew how long she had been there, laying on the grave site as she sobbed. She sobbed until there were no more tears, then she sobbed some more. She was absolutely soaked to the bone, cold, and mud. Julchen was unaware of anything going on behind her, the blind woman’s blank stare directed at her brother’s headstone, leaving her vulnerable and alone as no one else had come to his burial.
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Looking for: Italy, Southern Italy, Canada, 2p! Canada, Austria, Nyo! Hungary, England, America, Denmark, Spain, Scotland or France. Others may be considered and I am open for polyships.
TW: Car Accident, Motorcycle Accident, Hospital, Loss of Limbs
Also: There are no graphic descriptions of injuries involved here. I'm not a huge fan of them, so I try to keep it out of my writing.
Julchen could not remember what happened to her. She could not remember the wreck that caused her to lose her favorite motorcycle, the airlift to the hospital, why she was missing her leg from below the knee or her arm below the shoulder. The whole ordeal was a blur to the Prussian as she sat in the room in the rehabilitation facility in preparation to go to her next therapy appointment.
When the accident occurred, the Prussian did not have any family or friends to speak of really. Her father disowned the woman ages ago and she had not seen or heard from either him or her brother since. This meant the first place to report her missing was her job, followed by her becoming a ward of the state due to the fact that she really had no one. Thankfully for her, a coworker who had watched her dog prior to the accident knew where her spare key was and was kind enough to take and hold her dog for her. The landlord was left a note taped to the front door and her rent came out of her account monthly so that was not an issue. Some of her other bills and things would be a bigger issue, though she dealt with it one at a time as she could.
For the time being, Jul was stuck in the facility to her dismay. She managed to pay for decent prosthetics between her savings and the kindness of her coworkers. Her arm was an older bionic model which would be helpful as she relearned to write and do other tasks with it. Her leg was a newer, basic model that came with a foot attachment for the time being. The woman would have to relearn to walk before anything else and thankfully, it was going well. She now needed to get the hang of running to really get the ball moving for her chance to go home.
Today was no exception for her practice of walking as well as using her cane for her other, newly gained disability. Julchen was no stranger to struggles with vision. She had pretty much had vision problems since she was a child and though this did not change with the accident, it only got worse. Being albino meant that she was predisposed to having mild eye issues and she was about the same as most people, however the accident caused one of her eyes to struggle to take in more than blurry shapes. With glasses, the other eye could sort of make out some stuff, though it was not great. Since she was legally blind now, it meant that Jul would no longer be able to do the work she loved to do and she would have to find a new lease on life.
For now, the Prussian moved herself from the bed and started her daily limp across the complex and to her appointment. The walk was nice, if not a bit chilly with the weather changing from summer to fall. The physical therapist she was working with was a little rough around the edges, though he was pretty cute so she forgave that. It was also fun to turn his face as red as she could per session. The Prussian pushed the door open, entering the facility and gave a slanted grin in what she hoped was the direction of the man. Her eyes were filled with determination and a little excitement as she stood there, crossing her arms. “You ready to watch me get it right today?
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Looking for: Prussia, Germany, 2p! Germany, Denmark, 2p! Denmark, England, and Spain. Polyships are closed for this roleplay.
TW: Arranged Marriage, Children (nothing bad happens to the child), mention of death, abusive household, controlling parents
As a youth, Alice was left to enjoy her childhood with ignorant bliss of what lay ahead of her. Her parents and her older sister were her world for those first few years and those few memories she cherishes greatly as the change from that life to the stark reality her grandfather introduced them to was a whole world away from what she knew. Once they had made the villa home, Alice and Isabella were made to attend more classes than ever at their parents, learn new languages, to become the young ladies expected of them by their grandfather and by society.
While Alice, for the most part, seemed to flourish under this immense pressure...the same could not be said for her older sister. The woman had not been heard from for quite a few years after falling in love and running away with the stable boy. This seemed to break Alice as her sister was the only family she had left and being left behind meant that she had no one.
Despite being absolutely broken by the loss of her sister and the pressure from her grandfather, she continued to try and do the things required by him to allow her the few freedoms given as she grew up. It would not be long before the marriage that her grandfather had spoken often of would come to fruition and as he would say, she would be another man's property to do with what he wanted.
In this aspect, Alice hoped that whoever it was she would marry would be different. Alice hoped- *no*.
She was desperately longing for that freedom that was ripped from her hands at such a young age. She wanted to know what it was like to be herself, to be someone outside of those expectations that poured down upon her shoulders like a river turning to fall over the edge. However, at the end of the day, Alice wanted to feel loved.
The shine of the light poured through the young Italian's window as morning graced her with its presence. She sat up, rubbing her eyes with one hand and using the other to prop herself up. She looked out the window of the small home that she had been living in for the last few months. It was quaint and quiet in the early morning as she had come to discover. However, that did not last long as the city began to burst with life. Alice got out of bed, making it quickly before beginning to dress herself. Romulus would be there soon and today was the day. Her soon to be husband would be there to meet her for the first time.
The idea of meeting him had her quite nervous. She had known of him, though she had never met the man. Her understanding of him was that he was big, strong, and quite serious. A stark change from what she was used to while also being the same. There was quite a bit of pressure from her grandfather for her to get this right. Messing up this would mean messing up over two decades of hard work and that would probably not end well for her either.
Not long after the shop half of the home her grandfather was kindly gifting to them as a wedding present, Alice saw the older man enter her store and she felt herself stiffen. He was very chatty with any customers who entered the store, though Alice did her best to keep her distance as much as she could until the time came for her to meet her new partner and his father. She decided to close the shop for this occasion, wanting to keep it just the four of them. It would also be rude to keep the pair waiting.
Romulus helped Alice with some of the cooking that she did in preparation for the pair to arrive, though he seemed content despite everything going on today. He did not have any parting words for her prior to the knock on the wooden door, though he did send her to open it as he would in the villa. She and Isabella were expected to greet guests, take their coats, and make them comfortable. The only difference between then and now was the fact that these strangers would become her future husband and father-in-law.
Alice pulled the door open, a smile on her lips as the pair of tall, broad men stood in front of her. Both were quite intimidating in comparison to the people she was used to. Most in the area were quite kind and easy going, were loud and talkative. "Ciao, please, come inside." She told the men, her big honey colored eyes looking up to them before she stepped back into the back side of the shop, just under where the living area was. "My name is Alice, and it's nice to meet you both. Please, feel free to follow me up the stairs. My grandfather is awaiting your arrival."
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Looking for: Prussia, Germany, 2p! Germany, Denmark, 2p! Denmark, England, and Spain. Polyships are open for this roleplay.
TW: PTSD, Ice Skating
It had been years since Alice had ice skated last. She could remember the sounds of others learning, the feel of the ice beneath her skates, the sound of those skates moving across the ice and the roar of the wind in her ears. The nip of the cold against the back of her neck with her hair tied up gave a shiver down the Italian's back as she stood at the edge of the ice, waiting to step out like a child waiting for their mother to tell them it was ok to cross the street.
Alice had not skated in some time for a multitude of reasons. Some were excuses, some were real reasons but today the woman was bound determined to get onto the ice for the first time since-
*Thud*
The sound of someone falling on the ice had her snap out of the trance she was out into by her thoughts. About the days filled with practice, competition, and the accident that ended it all. A pang, followed by a shiver vibrated through her chest, throbbing as an invisible ache. Long since these times, Alice had made a full recovery from any physically sustained injuries. Mental injuries however…remained unsolved even with years of therapy.
She could not do it. Alice shook her head, stepping back a few times before beginning to stumble on her skates. There were tears beginning to fall that she did not even recognize in her sudden panic, only knowing that she *had* to get away from here. There was no real or present danger besides her mind plaguing her endlessly. Losing her balance, the woman fell into someone and managed to right herself shortly after, unable to speak through the trembles and how her mind raced through past events. She just…stared at the stranger instead.
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This one has no triggers or any need to know info prior to.
The smell of the city made Alice’s nose scrunch as her heels clicked down the sidewalk, heading towards a large hotel ahead of her. Her grandfather had fallen ill and her sister was busy, so the Italian had taken to helping her grandfather by attending a business meeting for him with another company. She had met the owner of the other company before since the older man was a friend of his.
Alice preferred cute but more casual attire back at home in her flower shop. However, today called for something dressier and so she met the occasion with neutral makeup and a nice business styled dress. Her long, curly hair was pulled up into a high ponytail with her bangs left out. Her big, honey colored eyes glanced around the lobby of the busy hotel while she walked to the desk. It was fancier than anything she had been into in a while. It was pretty nice though. That was something that the woman could appreciate.
Once she got to the desk and checked in, the next stop was to her room to put her stuff away and touch up before the meeting was to start in a room on the main floor. Alice still had some time to kill, but not enough to really go out venturing. Just enough to get settled and ready.
The hour between her arrival and the meeting came and went pretty quickly and soon, Alice found herself sitting in the meeting room with several other business men and her grandfather’s friend. His son was also in attendance. It had been sometime since they’d seen each other last and he had grown quite a bit since then. It was…nice to see him again. She gave a smile and wave as the meeting started.
The meeting passed slowly, though it went well. With everything settled for the time being, Alice decided to get some food and maybe do some shopping once she was changed and a little more comfortable. She stepped out and into the elevator and as the door began to close, she could see her grandfather’s friend and his son walking towards the elevator. She put her hand in as well as hitting the open door button so that the pair could get in and not have to wait for it to come back down.
“What floor are you two going to?” Alice asked as she looked up at the taller gentlemen, honey brown eyes watching the two men as she waited for a response so she could hit the button.
