#firefly roleplay

[ratxjuice]

For the love of god, somebody, please roleplay with me...

The title is obviously partially joking... I'm not that desperate (or am I?)

THIS RP REQUEST IS OPEN!

Hi, my name is Juix! I have been roleplaying for quite some time! About... I think 8 years at this point? I've been in every trench imaginable, with my origins coming from good ol' Scratch dot com.

I'm semi-lit to literate and I prefer OC x Canon for fandom rps or OC x OC. I do prefer to write female characters (particularly when it comes to my OCs), though I am able to write men for canons and OCs! Mostly meaning, please be cool with at least rping a FxM or a little FxF. I'm obvs very cool with and able to write MxM for your side, but I wanna play some of my girlies for my half. Only exception to this rule is for POTP where my OCxCC pairing is a MxM relationship.

For OC x Canon rps, I prefer to do double-ups. It's only fair that we both get to divulge in the joys ™ of getting to flirt with our fictional crushes. DO NOT CONTACT ME FOR AN OC X CANON RP IF U DO NOT DO DOUBLE UPS. PEOPLE HAVE DONE THIS BEFORE AND IT MADE ME TWEAK 😭

I do write smut, but I will not do things involving underage characters, incest, scat, feederism, or scenes of non-consensual actions.

Some of my fandoms include (ones with exclamation points are my favs):

Tales of Arcadia (Trollhunters, 3Below, and Wizards)

Sym-Bionic Titan!

Venture Bros!

X-Men! (I have only seen the cartoons, so please don't ask for specifically the movie iterations)

How to Train Your Dragon!

Phantom of the Paradise!

James Gunn DCU!

Firefly!

Outlast/Outlast Trials!

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There are also other things I'm into that I can't list cuz there's only so many fandoms I can list on here...

If you're interested, please PM me or contact me on Discord! My username is RatxJuice

[rp-partnerfinder]

Hey! I'm looking for partners to write The Last of Us doubles with! I have an ex-Firefly OC I'd love to pair up with Ellie, Abby or Marlene. In return I can write Joel, Tommy, Jesse or whoever you want! I'm also open to making new OCs.

Given the nature of what we'd be writing, all characters are to be 18+ and you must be 18+ as well. If you're interested and do your roleplaying on Discord, feel free to leave a note and I'll reach out!

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[going2thespecialhell]

// My muse using the Force to get Tumblr RP'ers to write with Mal. Do we tell him he doesn't have Force powers? Nah...let him dream.

[moreofamascot]

“I just wish I was part of the team.”

Indie rp blog for Five from the TV series Dark Matter.

Mun is 18+

~7 years of roleplay experience

Crossovers and AUs welcome

No sexual nsfw

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[lovedtodance]

                             ‘     please G O D, make me a stone.    ’

sideblog - follow backs through @selflessdoctor three years of rp experience with river tam off and on graphic credit goes to @poeticpecker

[going2thespecialhell]

// My muse is just hangin’ around, hoping that someone still in the firefly rp tag might want to start a thread!

[going2thespecialhell]

INTERLUDE: “Have Yourself a Shèngdàn jié kuàilè”

“The lights are too gorram bright.”

Jayne narrowed his eyes disapprovingly at the makeshift Christmas tree assembled in a corner of the kitchen.

“Oh, c’mon, Jayne!  I think they’re pretty and twinkly!” Kaylee cooed happily.

“Them damn things are gonna be twinklin’ in my brain all night.”

“Well, at least something will be happening up there,” Zoe deadpanned.

“Very funny.”

“Try not starin’ at ‘em, Jayne; seems that’s the ideal solution,” Mal Reynolds offered, to which Jayne offered nothing more than a frustrated grumble before dropping into a chair.

“Where’s all the popcorn I was going to string up on the tree?” Kaylee asked.

“River...um...ate all of it,” Simon replied awkwardly.

“It was crunchy and needed salt,” River commented.

“Never did quite understand that custom, honestly,” Mal chimed in.  “Seems a tree isn’t the ideal place to be hangin’ snacks.”

“Well, I’m makin’ another batch, then, and NO EATING IT this time,” Kaylee commanded.

Mal noticed Zoe grow quiet before turning away from the others.  The squabbling between the others stopped abruptly as Mal approached Zoe and found her quietly crying.  Zoe quickly wiped the tears and did her utmost to compose herself.

“Sorry.  I was just - “

“Zoe,” Mal interrupted, waving his hand to dismiss her apology as unnecessary, “You are, without doubt or hesitation, the strongest one of my little family here...but you don’t always need to be.”  Mal approached and rested a comforting hand upon her shoulder.  “I miss him too...every day.”

“So do we, Zoe,” Inara said, approaching her and wrapping an arm around her waist for a hug.  

“The ship misses him too,” River said softly.  “I feel its heart ache for him...and mine.”  She began to sniffle, and Simon took her into his arms for a comforting hug.

“Some days are easier than others.  Christmas, though...”  Zoe let out a sigh that expressed her emotional struggle all too clearly.

“Ain’t easy bein’ reminded of who we’ve lost on a day when we want our loved ones ‘round us,” Mal observed.  “There’s only so much joy an’ merriment that can cover up that kind of hurt.  But we carry on and we bring them back to us through memories...like Wash dressed as the thinnest Santa I’ve ever seen.”

Zoe burst out laughing amid her tears.  “I told him to grab a pillow to simulate Santa’s belly.”

“’The man carries toys all over the galaxy; that can’t be good for the ticker,’“, Mal quoted Wash’s comment.   “What did he say?  Oh, yeah...”’I’m promoting a healthier yuletide’.”

Zoe laughed again, and this time, so did Mal, for well over a minute, before calming down and smiling.

“He made the best damn egg nogs I ever drank,” Jayne recalled.  “An’ I ain’t even like egg nog.”

“That’s cuz he loaded them with real whiskey,” Kaylee observed.  “A lot of it too.  Wait!!  We still have the bottle!  I’ll make some for us; things’ll get very festive.”

“Little Kaylee, this is why we love you...well, one of the numerous reasons.”  Mal smiled before looking at Zoe and his family.  “Wash is always with us; him and the Shepherd; in every star we follow to find our next job, in every quiet moment of reflectin’, and in every twinkling light on that tree, blindin’ Jayne’s eyes.”

Zoe burst into laughter again, followed by Mal, and then the rest of the crew...save for Jayne, who rolled his eyes.

“How jolly can ya get?”

[going2thespecialhell]

Closed RP with [youaretalkingtoadoctor]

Captain Mal Reynolds trudged from his bunkroom towards the bridge of Serenity, barely suppressing a yawn.  “Gorram it,” he muttered,” how anyone can sleep a full night and wake up still feelin’ sleepy is beyond my realm of ponderin’.”

When he stepped foot on the bridge, Mal found River in the pilot’s seat, quietly whispering to herself.  The usual dull ache of grief over the absence of Wash settled in and dissipated just as quickly as he sat down in the seat to her right.

River stopped whistling, leaned forward and smiled.

“What do ya hear, little albatross?”

“The stars,” River replied softly, contentedly.  “So many of them to welcome us and point our way...”

“Right.”  Mal couldn’t think of what else to say.  “Well, if one of ‘em happens to let somethin’ slip about a possible job, get directions and take us there.  Until then, I have a mighty need for coffee.”

As Mal stood to make a beeline for the kitchen, Jayne appeared in the doorway, holding up a metal cup.  “Last cup, Cap’n.”

“Figures,” Mal sighed, inching past Jayne while giving him a slap on the shoulder.  “Once I’m finally awake, remind me to shoot you out the airlock.”

Jayne smirked and took a sip from the cup.  “Oh!”  Jayne called out, suddenly remembering.  “The doc asked to see ya.  Got somethin’ he wants, I reckon.”

“Of course he does,” Mal grumbled as he made his way to the lower deck and into the sickbay.

“Mornin’, doctor.  A little Jayne tells me you’re eager to bend my ear. As long as you have a needle full of industrial-strength caffeine, I’m up for hearin’ ya,” Mal said only half-jokingly.