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I've realised that Tumblr has changed many things, such as the way you see blogs. Due to the fact I'm not sure you can access to my blog as the same way as you could do in the past, I'm leaving in this post all of the important links you have to check before interacting with me.

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If you're interested in my character's movelist, you can find it here. Enjoy!

#main post #rules #bio #rp

lookingforroleplayers

Fighting Games RP Masterlist

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if you’re a single muse or a multimuse

if they’re canon or an OC

from which game they're from

your muse’s name

EXAMPLE: scrunklyrpblog, single muse, animal crossing verse, Scrunkly the Mighty

to be added in the list!

this masterlist is for games such as Street Fighter, Tekken, King of Fighters, Mortal Kombat or Dead or Alive -- for fighting games involving characters from a specific franchise, such as Smash Bros or Nicktoons, go to the Nintendo or Nickelodeon masterlist!

NOTE: if you have a multimuse blog, write as many muses as you have; if you’d like, feel free to give your muse a “title” to describe them!

Characters in game and alphabetical order can be found HERE

#theprincessofscotland #single muse #oc #Tekken games #Eleanore Lockwood Paolini

thegermanspelunker

It's not new year yet here, but since this evening/night I'm not going to be online, I've decided to write this post now.

I wish you a new year full of surprises, great moments and good occasions. 2023 was great for me, hope 2024 is gonna be the same! Also brace yourself, cuz in January Tekken 8 is releasing and guess who preordered his copy... 👀

#OOC #Hope you had a great year as well!#happy new year

seeasunset-deactivated20251017

So, it is confirmed she didn't know either. How unfortunate. Vasco hoped there's some answers around here. Ally or foe. From what he has seen, no one is in sight. Not yet. It only cause his stomach to stir slightly in dread, hoping nothing too bad occurred. There has to be someone other than these two roaming around.

❝Nearby towns are damaged? Hm, that's not pleasant news at all.❞ Probably going to investigate there as well if things didn't take a detour.

A sigh slipped passed his lips at the sight of her moving around. It's not that she's not careful.

❝Careful now. Who knows what else is roaming around this place or in that whatever-that-is. Looks like a container.❞

theprincessofscotland

Eleanore approached the containers and inspected them: they had an elongated shape, they didn't look comfortable at all and, most important, they could contain an entire person. They were with no doubts human pods, and some of them were even opened. Eleanore tried working out what was their purpose, but they were too much damaged, and the girl didn't want to examine them in depth as it was clear that they weren't used to do anything good. What caught the princess' attention were the opened lids above the pods: those who had been inside them before had been to get out. This meant that there had to be survivors. ❝So someone managed to get away...❞ She whispered. Unfortunately the accident happened two days ago and the involved victims had to be already far away from there. Therefore tracking them down wouldn't have been easy. However, it was the only way to uncover what had been happening in her kingdom. The princess was staring at the pod in front of her when a weird creature popped out of it: Eleanore was quick enough to dodge the attack by shifting on the left. ❝What the...?!❞ She exclaimed. The creature had the shape of a brain, with weird tentacles and four legs. The sight was not one of the best and it didn't seem friendly at all. ❝What is that?!❞

#seeasunset #reply #bg3 au

astaricn

ASTARION HAD SPENT THE LAST FEW NIGHTS sneaking off from the camp, seeking out some ACTUAL food. It wasn't the camp's fault that their supplies wouldn't sate his hunger, anything that touched his tongue tasted of ash. While used to eating putrid, dead rats and bugs- he found himself craving something more SUFFICIENT.

Tonight he had managed to hunt down a boar and drain it, and the vampire had never felt fuller. He felt STRONGER than ever. The vampire took his time heading back to camp, and he certainly hadn't anticipated stumbling across someone STALKING their camp.

The moment the rogue spotted the stranger, he crouched into the shadows and lurked closer. He pulls out a blade, and snuck up behind her. Fortunately he was proficient in stealth, and once he was close enough he reached out and held the blade up against her throat. "Don't. Move. Not if you wish to live. Now, would you like to tell me what you're doing here?"

theprincessofscotland

From what Eleanore was able to eavesdrop, those people were worried about their own safety and were searching for a healer who could assist them before the situation escalated. However, the girl couldn't work out what the problem might have been, as strange noises from behind caught her attention. The moment she heard footsteps on the grass, it was already late: in an instant she suddenly found herself with a knife against her throat. She startled and gasped softly, but she stayed put as the person told her to do. She even raised her hands as a way to tell them that she was harmless. Eleanore gulped. That was the situation she had always wanted to avoid. Due to the fact that the knife was near her neck, a slight movement could literally get herself killed. For the same reason she couldn't try to free herself from that grab, even if she wanted to. She cursed herself for not being more insistent with his master in teaching her how to get out of that situation. Despite being in a panicking moment, the girl took deep and slow breaths. It was time to use her brain and attempt to dissuade the person from killing her. ❝I stumbled upon this camp... and I just wanted to see if they were enemies. I guess you're one of them, huh?❞ Eleanore's heartbeat sped up: she had the feeling it could pop out of her throat in any moment. She still tried to relax and be calm, or at least to appear calm. ❝I'm harmless. I swear. I mean no harm❞ She said firmly.

#astaricn #reply #bg3 au

poohsources

be proud of your original characters. it's no easy task to create a character from scratch, to make them believable and real and human. it takes time. it takes dedication. so what if they aren't perfect right away? so what if there are still things you're only now figuring out after time? characters evolve, they go through changes and arcs and stories just like real people do. and it's okay if your character develops over time, you don't need to have it all figured out right away. there are some things that will only ever clear up after writing them for a while, finding their voice, and seeing the way they interact with other characters. but this is your character, your creation, and you deserve to feel proud about it no matter what.

#OOC #OC

@astaricn

It was dark, almost pitch-dark and the stars were shining in the sky. If it hadn't been for them, Eleanore wouldn't have been able to walk on the path. She had a torch before but the little flame which was burning on its extremity went out, leaving the girl in the company of the dark. She got separated from her traveling companion, but they promised they would meet up ahead. She was more concerned about him than herself: she wondered if he was okay or where he was. Of course, he was capable of taking care of himself but Eleanore couldn't stop thinking about him. Once she turned right on the path, the girl spotted a campsite from afar. The bonfire was shedding light and emitting heat for sure: it looked cosy. There were individuals: some were sitting around the fire, others were talking and others were fixing their weapons or checking their supplies. But were they friends or foes? Eleanore couldn't tell. The only thing she could do was observing and trying to listen. However, she needed to get closer if she wanted to hear something, so the girl began moving stealthily towards the first bush that was nearer the campsite and she hid behind it. She only hoped no one caught her spying on them. If they really were dangerous, they wouldn't show mercy to her. Having a fight and running a way was something Eleanore desired to avoid.

#astaricn #starter #bg3 au #[Lemme know if it's too much long ahah]

gulistan-blog

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#manor #plants #roses #colours #red #pink #white #light yellow #aesthetic

Eleanore is able to throw things from a long distance and hit targets with great accuracy. It was her father who taught her that skill, and she practiced it by spending time launching pebbles on the surface of water together with her grandma, and playing darts whereof she's a champion. During her childhood, she would sometimes use this skill to make "innocent" jokes like throwing pastries or water balloons to mischievous kids and unaware adults without being caught. Growing up she learnt how to take advantage of it in a constructive way, such as forcing items to fall from tall places or practicing with throwing knives.

#bg3 au #headcanon

grumblygardensarchive

Go clothes shopping for my character.

I’m certain you’ve been screaming to put them in SOME kind of outfit so drop it in the submit box!

#Meme

lichdolly

Millefleurs - Jacquard Long Corset (2003)

#Corset #black #white #dress #elegance #style

pdxstitch

1870s and 1880s decorated corsets, from the collection of the NY Metropolitan Museum of Art

First image: circa 1880 European silk corset in very bright yellow. Trimmed with wide black lace at top and bottom. Decorated with black flossing and contrasting black gores across the bust.

Second image: circa 1880s American corset. Made of bright red cotton. Trimmed with white lace around the top, the bottom hem is bound in white. The whole corset has contrasting white or off-white topstitching. The front opening is embroidered with curving S-shapes in off-white thread. The corset has four triangular gores in the bust. The gores are decorated with more embroidery in abstract, curving shapes.

Third image: circa 1876 French corset in cream colored silk printed with pink flowers. Bottom hem is bound in the same floral silk. The top is trimmed with delicate cream-colored lace. There is a large hook fastener at center front, below the waist. This isn't commented on in the Met's description, but I would guess this would have been paired with an eye fastener on the inside of a bodice, to keep the bodice from shifting while worn.

Fourth image: circa 1880s British silk and cotton corset. Main fabric is dark (black) with all-over pattern of small, red, seven-petalled flowers (reminiscent of cherry blossoms). Top is trimmed with black lace.