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Can you reblog this if the mun is 18+
Robel from Super Dragon Ball Heroes
- Indie
- Semi-selective
- a little canon divergent
- mun & muse are 18+
- oc friendly
like/reblog if youâre interested in interacting?
I usually have two or more sets of headcanons with characters Headcanon A: what I think realistically Headcanon B: what I think is fucking hilarious
you forgot C: what is heart-crushing and awful but fun to inflict on friends
new game: send me a character and iâll give an example of each
See into my muses past! Send đź and I will write a drabble of a memory that your muse gets to see into.
Updated the commission sheet! Commissions are still open!
NGL, most of the gals canât judge.
Just revamped this blog and Iâm ready to meet more peeps to talk to!
Please reblog if youâd be interested in interacting with a babey Kaioshin?
"So, you're one of Miss Vados' kind, right?" Ethel said, hoping to strike up polite conversation. { Ethel - starmakerdreamtaker }
The angelâs attention was piqued upon hearing the voice of another. As he glanced over his shoulder, he saw a strange entity, not of his own universe. It wasnât very often that someone approached him for small talk.
âYes, I am. Vados is my sister, actually.â
Ethel clutched her drink like a lifeline; this âdiplomaticâ dinner party, in her eyes, seemed more to show up the gods of other realms than ease tensions from this âTournament of Powerâ he spoke of. Of course, he had to use her station for that - after all, she âowed him a fewâ for reviving her planet and not killing her for the risk she posed to her homeworld as a relic of the old war.
So, as the de-facto hostess, she had an obligation to make friendly talk and keep tabs on the guests. Trying to socialize with literal gods wasnât much different from trying to do so with aristocrats, except these people mostly just ignored her. Her eyes brightened when the strange man actually talked back, both in pleasant surprise and in curiosity.
âAh, I can see the resemblance.â The only things he and Vados shared were the body coloration, height, and maybe the eyes, but close enough. âMy nameâs Ethel, and yours?â
Yâknow, when I think of the possibility that Shinjin just emerge from the Kaiju fruit fully formed, I think of the fruits opening up like in this bit from The Tale of Princess Kaguya (the Studio Ghibli one):
A little Grimoire doodle.
Itâs Sinday! Send đ to straight up kiss my muse!
To reiterate one of my rules:
I will not humor incest, pedophilia, noncon, fetishization of minorities (including lesbians, intersex people, transgender people, etc) or any fetishes that give off that impression.
This includes those who knowingly rp with people who do that. Gotta draw the line somewhere, and I donât want that crap on my dash.
Ethelâs first word was âplease.â
Hexâs was âmint,â correcting her mother.
Revuriâs was âit hurts,â post transformation.
Grimâs was âhey, feed me.â
Just finished cleaning this blog to restart afresh!
Reblog if youâd like to interact with Vados from U6?
Personals/non-RP blogs dni please!
A little setting thing I forgot to include in Ethelâs profile: She more or less lives alone on U6 Earthâs moon. She doesnât have people to help her cook and clean, or really socialize with besides the occasional alien or divine mooch passing by. She gets shipments of supplies from Earth sent with drones, and has enough money to last herself the rest of her natural life and then some, but sheâs very much alone.
She may or may not be barred from moving back to her Earth, due to her involvement in the planet-destroying war making her liable to ruining Champaâs vacation spot.
Her stations a real looker of a place, though. Iâll draw it later, but the outside looks a bit like the Sydney Opera House, and the inside looks like a really upscale hotel. At least, it would if there was more than one person taking care of it; it looks almost abandoned in some sections. Several wings have been sealed off for reasons Ethel doesnât like digging into.
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        My fist of iron justice⊠will SMASH evildoers in any size they come! â