sharp teeth & rotted

        We found paradise, in case you’re wondering. My pack spilt their blood and gave their flesh for a myth; I wear the scars that prove it. You can call me gutless if you like, but I prefer just Tsume. I'm not a nice man. I'm the worst kind of beast out there. [I track tsumeclaw – independent rp for Tsume from Wolf’s Rain.]       

[tsume-claw]

WOLF’S RAIN, INDEPENDENT RP BLOG ✖ TSUME

→ 14 years of roleplaying experience (approx. 5 years on tumblr). → Flexible alternating between fandoms, and certainly OC friendly. → Icon and multi-para roleplayer. My only limits are the flowery, html-heavy para structure (if that’s still a thing). I’m not bothered if you prefer that style, but I’m simple and classic.   → Multiverse, au-friendly, and ship enthusiast (if you can endure Tsume’s abrasive nature). → Comfortable with NSFW material and shall tag accordingly. Will also accommodate any trigger warnings. → Discord available upon request. → 18+ only please! I’m in my 20s & I’m a smutty bitch. 

SEARCH WITH ME FOR PARADISE.

[fu-king-liar]

oh no I'm crying ;(

[tsume-claw]

Do you only ship Toboe with Tsume?

OOC: No. His longest relationship I ever did in rp was with a Kairi account, actually. :) I’m really open-minded when it comes to ships, so long as there’s chemistry between writers. I think if we’re both able to play off each other, that’s really all that matters. 

edit: except kiba. fuck that guy. 

[tsume-claw]

Absolutely love your blog. Great asthetic and you play Tsume perfectly. I was wondering if you want to roleplay some Tsume/Toboe or some Wolf's Rain in general. Hope to hear from you. c:

OOC: You’re a sweet potato. I absolutely adore Tsume/Toboe, but I have absolutely no idea at what point this message came in. Sometimes I disappear. Fortunately, I tend to reappear, at random. Definitely always open to this if you ever find your way back here! 

[ctarrts]

so muscle practice turned into scar practice and then Tsume came into the picture. ironic how my brain works at 1am rip 【 ・also here・ 】

[roleplay-booster]

Send me ✪ and my muse will tell you what they’d like to do to/with yours.

[meltcdkiss-deactivated20180617]

roleplay-booster:

One  ✦ = They don’t want to do this at all. Five  ✦ = They would die to be doing this! (Zero  ✦  = “Wat?!”) My muse would like too… ✦ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧  dance with your muse. ✦ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧  sing for your muse. ✦ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧  ask your muse out on a date. ✦ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧  take a bath with your muse. ✦ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧  hold your muse tight. ✦ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧  lean onto your muse. ✦ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧  kiss your muse. ✦ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧  sleep with your muse. ✦ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧  marry your muse. ✦ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧  watch your muse sleep. ✦ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧  cuddle your muse. ✦ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧  go to a party with your muse. ✦ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧  watch a movie with your muse ✦ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧  play video games with your muse ✦ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧  steal horses with your muse. ✦ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧  cook together with your muse. ✦ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧  support your muse’s hobbies. ✦ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧  get drunk with your muse. ✦ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧  watch your muse cry. ✦ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧  send your muse away. ✦ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧  make your muse trip. ✦ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧  deny your muse’s existence. ✦ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧  slap your muse. ✦ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧  crush your muse’s dreams ✦ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧  set your muse’s home on fire. ✦ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧  kill your muse.

[tsume-claw]

Howdy! Sorry for the random disappearance, but I promise it wasn’t permanent, haha. Schoolwork is keeping me busy, and now work is keeping me busy (I work 3 days a week; I attend school 3 different days a week). I should be on tomorrow night, though! Sunday is such a late and short shift that I can afford to stay up late if need be. I’d answer replies but I’m doing this from a different computer so I can’t even access my icons right now. Plus I just don’t have the brain power for a coherent response. I’ve been up since 5 am. @_@ 

Again, if anyone wants to plot or wants me to write them up a starter, I can’t promise it’ll be amazing, but it can be done! 

[fywolfsrain]

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[stressfracturesandmuteddreams]

[rose-violet-lily-and-sakura-blog]

Meet the Muse

[tsume-claw]

LEGAL NAME: Tsume

ALIAS[ES]: tsutsu [maybe not really but can u imagine]

DATE OF BIRTH:  november 9th

GENDER | SPECIES:  male | wolf

PLACE OF BIRTH: tundra outskirts

CURRENT LIVING CONDITIONS: freeze city

SPOKEN LANGUAGES: japanese, english, animal

EDUCATION: knowledge of the streets

OCCUPATION: gang leader

DRINK | SMOKE | DRUGS: yes | yes | yes

LIKE[S]: human food, beer, cigarettes, motorcycles, leather, tidyness, smol companions

DISLIKE[S]:  dogs, authority, sweets, invasive questions, getting close to someone

FEAR[S]:  allowing anyone in the tresses of his heart, caring too much for someone, betraying anyone

PERSONALITY TRAITS:  cold, independent, protective, fleeting, dismissive, disciplined, abrasive

DISORDERS: PTSD

{ P H Y S I C A L   I N F O R M A T I O N }

HAIRCOLOR: silver

EYE COLOR: gold

HEIGHT:  6"2

TATTOOS:  a gang symbol on his back 

PIERCINGS:  ears x 3, st. albert

{ F A M I L Y   I N F O R M A T I O N }

SIBLING[S]:  none

PARENT[S]: deceased

CHILDREN:  none

PET[S]: none

{ R E L A T I O N S H I P   I N F O R M A T I O N }

SEXUAL PREFERENCE: grey-romantic bisexual

RELATIONSHIP STATUS: single

[tsume-claw]

ask-monkey-d-tazz:

After she poured him a glass, she set it in front of him before leaning her forearms on the bar, her lips tilting into a slight smirk, “Dunno really. Some sort of lupine creature, but I’m not sure what so I just call it a hellhound.” She straightened up and started wiping down the counter, a thoughtful smile on her face as she gave a small hum, “And you’re obviously a wolf. I smelled it on you the moment you were outside the door.”

She chuckled softly to herself and found something else to keep her hands busy, “Plus, it’s hard not to think that when one looks as mysterious as yourself.”

Hellhound. He relaxed his shoulders upon hearing that. So she was a wolf - partly, distantly, or otherwise. “Hellhound, huh?” The old Tsume would’ve balked at such a claim - the old Tsume would’ve told her to cut the crap.

But the present Tsume merely hugged the glass with his fingers and took a long swig from the golden liquid. Nodding at her inference. “You shouldn’t have to worry about your patrons; I only kill humans when they piss me off.”

He set down the glass again. “Speak for yourself. Any hunters around these parts?”

[tsume-claw]

missninetails:

A smile is offered to the strange male. “I can’t live without the moon so I have no choice.” Soft digits comb through long auburn locks as a few steps are taken accepting a slight breeze that’d picked up.  

Full were her lungs as the night air is taken in leaving a spark of satisfaction to ignite inside. What a lovely sight in this world. 

“What about you? Why walk up to a mythical being?” She might as well try to talk since there were out here. Always nice to have someone to chat with while absorbing moonlight, you never know who you might meet or what you learn.

“You can’t live... without the moon?” His eyes narrowed in a dark glare. Hell no. Not another one. Not another damned lunar, experimental abomination he’d attach to and lose.

He looked away from her, trying to command his nose to stop drawing in her scent. It was nothing like Cheza or Noa, but still he inhaled greedily. His nostrils flaring in frustration.

“What the hell are you rambling about?” he snapped at her.

[tsume-claw]

ask-monkey-d-tazz:

The bartender, had her back turned to the bar as she was cleaning some glasses, her head slightly tilting when she heard the newcomer sit down. She set the glass in her hand down before turning to face him with a welcoming smile, the scar on her face shifting slightly from the movement, “Well, hello. I can tell you’re new to the area.” She gestured to the various taps and leaned on her other hand on the counter behind the bar, “We recently got some international ales to test out. The Belgian Amber seems to be popular at the moment. Care to try some?”

The prominent scar cutting down her left eye surprisesd him. A surge of phantom warning stung the emblazoned X on his own chest, and Tsume tried not to pay particular notice to it. Studying her golden hues that mirrored his own instead. “New. That’s me,” he said dryly. He glanced at the taps she gestured to, nodding absently at her suggestion. “Sure.”

He spent a moment debating between questions while she busied herself with his drink. “What are you?” he asked bluntly once she was finished. 

[missninetails-deactivated202512]

tsume-claw has joined me under the moonlight…

It was fun. She hasn’t been to a place with clear skies in awhile. At least not of the night variety. The lunar lights bathe the planet in it’s glow making her more than happy at the healing effects. “I can breathe again.” A saying reserved for these moments when she was completely under the moon.

Large ears twitch at a foreign sound quickly getting violet hues to shift over to see who indeed it was. 

[tsume-claw]

Tsume glares at the opulent moon tucked above him, sensing the mounting tension in the air. Howls that didn’t exist echo in the corridors of his thoughts, and he shakes his head instinctively to force them out. He isn’t going to balk at the moon - he won’t let his instincts consume him and force out a howl, either.

Almost as if to relieve him, Tsume notices a small, reddish-brown haired figure ahead. His gut clenches - in a way, the colour reminds him of an old friend. But as small as the creature is in stature, her female scent betrays such hopes. Tsume wanders up behind her, purposely crunching on leaves so she doesn’t startle.

“Someone so small shouldn’t be out here at night.”

[tsume-claw]

He wasn’t quite sure where he’d ended up, but the luring scent kept him moving. His nose hadn’t caught the whiff of a wolf in a long time, and this still wasn’t anything he’d define as familiar. It was a medley of sorts, coaxing between his nostrils and tempting him another inch closer until finally, he pushed his way into a rowdy bar. The mash of human and beast alike surprised him, but a quick cursory glance of the establishment found the source of the peculiarity. Tsume ambled forward, reaching for his sunglasses and hooking the leg through his wifebeater as he planted his rear on the stool in front of a raven-threaded tender.

“What’s on tap?” 

[tsume-claw]

Howdy! Haven’t had much luck searching the open starter tag, so I figured I’d try calling into the void. I’m going to quickly run upstairs and fill the dishwasher, but if anyone’s interested in some rp - not selective, don’t care, just want to take Tsume out for a walk tonight - like this and I’ll make you a starter? Otherwise I’ll create an open starter and hope for the best! 

[573p5]