hello friends !! if you can pls read under the below superrrrrr quickly just because I don’t want to clog the dash either , but because there’s a few new faces around that I’ve followed back , I just want you to feel as welcomed as possible ! 🩵
please note that my tumblr ims are my only form of communication rn (im sorry!!) and im slow !! so my replies and plotting will depend on my energy and mood , so please never ever take it personally !! ( i am not ignoring you!! ) I don’t bite at all and never want you to be scared to approach me ahh! i am a super easy person and an incredibly patient writing partner ! while I may be around much with so much excitement , sometimes my mood is what it is well naturally, but whenever I have an idea , everyone that I’ve plotted with so far knows this , that i will ALWAYS approach . remember , if u have read my rules you’ll know im just super grateful to be here and i emphasise that so long as we’re mutuals i want to write with you . 🩵 I just am very unpredictable and I’ve really curated my space just for my comfort and sanity too so even as open as i am as you all may know, i’m really new here so i came in having no clue who everyone is and want to make sure that im not getting anxious or scared to come around here 🥺 so that im also able to have fun without worrying about flash zoom replies on both ends , and so I’ve really kept my dash small and easy going. i hope that is okay + same likewise for all of u !
do you know ROWAN CARTER ? SHE is that BLUE HOUNDS PLAYER that works at ICE RINK … no ? really ? i hear they are team-first and disciplined but i’ve also seen them being self pressuring and unsure who she is off the ice. they have been around town for TWENTY FIVE of their TWENTY FIVE years of age, and whenever i see them, i am reminded of LOCKER ROOM LAUGHTER, OVERSIZED HOODIES AND DENIM, SKATE BLADES CARVING INTO FRESH ICE. they even look like that CHANDLER KINNEY and i remember hearing COMEBACK by JONAS BROTHERS blaring out of their earphones that one time. do you know who i’m talking about now ?
rowan carter has never known a life that didn’t smell like cold air and sharpened steel. born and raised in montrouge, canada, she grew up in a town that breathes hockey the way other places breathe weather. her earliest memories are of rink lights humming overhead, oversized skates sliding across ice, and her father’s voice cutting clean and calm through the noise.
angelo carter has coached the red cheetahs for as long as anyone can remember (at least that’s how it feels to rowan) and carrying his last name means carrying expectation. but he is more than a coach to rowan, he has always been a father first. he taught her how to skate before she could walk properly, how to throw a perfect pass, how to hit the ice without hesitation. he pushes her hard, but never cruelly, and he looks out for her in ways no one else can, always knowing when to let her fight for herself and when to step in. their bond is quiet but unbreakable, built on shared mornings on the ice, laughter echoing through empty arenas, and the kind of trust that only comes from growing up together in the rink’s hum.
TW her mother died of cancer when rowan was five, leaving a hollow space that no amount of practice could fill. most of what she knows about her comes secondhand, stories whispered softly, photos tucked away in drawers, a presence felt more in absence than memory. grief shaped her quietly, steering her toward scraped knees and calloused hands instead of questions she didn’t know how to ask.
rowan is a tomboy through and through, carrying the easy confidence of someone who has spent more time on the ice than anywhere else. she’s outgoing, loud when the situation calls for it, quick with jokes, and first to throw her shoulder into a friend or teammate. she thrives in chaos, whether it’s a fast-paced game or a locker room full of laughter, but beneath the bravado is someone fiercely loyal, protective, and intensely aware of her own vulnerabilities. softness exists in her, she just keeps it close.
hockey became both refuge and language. where words failed, the ice didn’t. she learned how to take a hit and keep moving, how to bleed without complaint, how to show love through effort and loyalty instead of confession. she fights hard for the blue hounds, always team-first, always disciplined, but she does it with an energy that lights up the rink and makes her impossible to ignore.
montrouge still feels like home, equal parts comfort and pressure. rowan loves the town even as it keeps her tethered, loves her father even when his shadow stretches long, and cherishes the lessons he’s taught her, on and off the ice. she is learning, slowly, that strength doesn’t always have to mean silence, that laughter and connection can exist alongside grit and determination, and that being herself- tomboy, outgoing, loyal, is enough.
WANTED
father (1/1) — taken by angelo carter
first love - (0/1)
inside source (1/1) — taken by maren...they're good friends but rowan is also maren's inside source for interviews for both the red cheetahs and blue hounds
hullo ! quite carefree here for now & really focusing on getting haymitch’s voice down . i haven’t written him much and for the longest time bc the last time i wrote him was 5-6 yrs ago along with katniss when i left tumblr lol . so rn im not really fussed with plotting super hard and don’t want to be pressured. ( obvs if u prefer to im also hella down !! ) course as im plot motivated and will always thrive in that space when the reciprocation is both ways , but for those familiar with the series in all instalments ( obvs film included ) rn im not too worried ! and can do some back and forth interactions and go from there , so I definitely encourage to just swing by my inbox and send some prompts ! ideas will for sure spark from there ! don’t worry i will have sotr spoilers tagged so pls make sure you hide it so u don’t see writing spoilers !
ace or samael. 22. he/him. genderqueer. queer. GOTH. in real life yandere. infp. 4w5.
sadomasochist. paraphile (anti-contact). conabuse. cannibal (: gore whore.
monogamous. single. not looking. i’m eternally devoted to my beloved angel,
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don’t pursue me.
my posts are directed; to my angel, for my angel. i condone all that i post, reblog and discuss. i don’t care about morals. don’t impose them on me.
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k-i-l-l-pop contains dark content. viewer discretion is advised. obsessive love, cannibalism, gore, extreme violence, suicidal & homicidal ideation, self harm (and more) will be shared. i won’t provide warnings.
minors are welcome to interact in an appropriate manner. i will presume that ageless blogs are under 18, so i will ask the same from them. inappropriate behaviour will warrant an immediate block.
no dni. i do adore blocking blogs that i don’t like. i do so (often) <3.
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bpd. bipolar. autism. ocd. gad. i’m delusional and paranoid lol. i’m selective about who i befriend. i don’t like to interact. i like to keep my circle small.
i’m an introvert and a social recluse. i’m an empath. i burn out. i disappear.
expect nothing from me, because i expect nothing from you. i self isolate when i feel the need to. socialising is the last thing i want to do.
dandere. dorodere. soft to extreme. ocddaf. rdhl. dsmt. odwi. ecda. 3453343. frcbo. type 4.
(WHITMORE BELONGS TO SOCK.CLIP) I'm just a little fan, with little needs. with that out of the way, this is an ask/rp blog thing dedicated to the whitty FNF mod, with a pinch of "canon". i am bad at this.
no carrds here, no google drives here, no icons here. we're making this one the good old way.
welcome to this..! thing! of a blog! lol this blog was established a while ago. don't remember when. don't care too.
nothing crazy to be found in this pinned post, I'm just laying down some basics.
I wanted to bring back this blog cause it kinda... okay I can't explain it, but it means a lot to me. also real missing whitty hours. I've been busy on other blogs, and that's mainly how I noticed just how... empty the tumblr fnf rpc feels as of lately.
Nobody came to hear me mope, let's get to the good shit.
RULES
13+ ONLY! Blog will feature potentially serious or even dark themes, swearing, potential violence, psychological and/ or even generally physical struggles
(OC, canon, crossover, AU, etc friendly)
TRIGGER WARNINGS (TW) FOR: harsh language, poverty, anxiety, rage issues, existentialism, implications of physical abuse. I can tag anything if needed too.
If I haven't replied to your reply on one of my posts, it's nothing personal! It's just that I literally can't do that lol. Use them reblogs if ya wanna chat please.
Don't rush me for a roleplay thread if it ever comes to us doing one! I have my own set of problems offline, and if you can't respect that then please leave lol.
ROLEPLAY
The verse of Whitty Whitmore that I will be portraying here goes as follows: He's a rapper with talent, who just didn't get lucky. Multiple organizations are after bass now, and they travel a lot as he is constantly busy fleeing from them all. Standard stuff. Also has been attacked by a robot dragon at some point. Weird old threads will be weird and held dear.
NAME: Whitty (Whitmore)
HEIGHT: cmon. yall know this one. (8ft)
AGE: 20 something? They don't count.
GENDER: Funky. Likes nonbinary label.
PRONOUNS: He/They/It/Bass/Smoke
SEXUALITY: None with left nope. (Ace)
OTHER PREFERENCES: Biromantic(?)
PERSONALITY SUMMARY: They are... Honestly just a guy. Stressed out, sure, anxious, definitely, a lil' bit too easy to agitate, but mostly! Mostly, Bass does manage to remain invitingly timid. Still a 'bit' funked. Raised on the streets, he can and absolutely does swear without filter. It's how they remain calm usually. Can't socialize for shit otherwise, lmao.
ASKS
All is welcome! I only ask there be no content that, y'know, violates tumblr TOS lmao (Includes potentially dirty jokes or implications- Thank you in advance)
You can send M!As, random questions, bug Whitty, bug me, starters, anything. (It is preferred that we consult in some way before we jump straight to sending roleplay starters though!)
ABOUT ME: Just.. call me mod or mun tbh. Do not worry much about gender talk, though I hold a funny preference for terms like bro, dude, etc. Maybe if I establish some mutuals on here then I might come up with some silly name y'all can address me by? Idk. Maybe. lol.
I don't see a point to adding the same exact copy paste DNI section, since, as everybody here already knows: Those cannot stop the exact people they are supposed to be stopping 'cause those people incredibly likely can't even read. I still hate them, and I still will be more than thrilled to get to block them. Try me terfs lol, see what ya can get lmao.
