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Indie Fandomless Oc/this blog may contain offensive or triggering topicsnsfw tagged/multiship-verseoc & canon friendly/anti hat.Mun is 22,muse ranges from 18 to 29.Open to all.

[warpaintpeggy]

Magazines, music, beauty products, and fashion marketed to teenage girls in the 1960s. National Museum of American History.

[wickedinpinkblood]

normalityx

     “ — either you’re going to poor yourself a drink, or you can sit there and continue staring at me. or you could just leave. ”

     “ --wasnt staring, I blinked. its raining like hell so my only option, a drink. “

[wickedinpinkblood]

banefulbloodstream

OPEN STARTER (open to all)

                                                “Carry me." 

                                                "I said ‘carry me                                                  … biatch’.”

                   “ I would -- 

                    “ BUT                             I’m going down. “ 

[wickedinpinkblood]

fearoverfate

“So, funny story, actually,” the girl laughed nervously, “I’m kind of in jail.”

    “You’re in jail -- “ a pause before a sigh, “Im not entirely surprised, need me to bail you?”

[lostspeedster-deactivated201908]

                     ❝ hey!  i n c h e s  above sizzling death.                           i’m  e n t i t l e d  to speak my mind. ❞

[wickedinpinkblood]

    “They say that of Capulet shalt not   trample upon Montague land, and yet   here I find a Capulet lost.” 

wingeddeity

[mxssjacksxn-archive-blog]

IF WE'VE NEVER INTERACTED, SEND ME ONE!

“Hi, I’m ______.”

“Oh fuck! Are you okay?”

“Crap! Sorry about that! Wasn’t looking where I was going. Here, I’ll get you a new jacket…”

“Need a ride?”

“How are you?”

“Seems like we’re gonna be stuck on this train for an extra three hours.”

“What’s your name?”

“Thank you.”

“You just saved my life!”

“Move the fuck out of my way.”

“Watch where you’re going!”

“Asshole.”

“Would you like anything?”

“You’re gorgeous.”

“Do I know you?”

FEEL FREE TO ADD YOUR OWN!

[swanfireheart]

hospital meme

Your character’s been in a terrible accident and is in the ICU, send me “Please stay” for my muse’s reaction. Feel free to reblog.

[komrukru]

[eightyearsalone--archive-deacti]

You officially have permission to slam my character against the wall and kiss them. Enjoy.

[bookshelfpassageway]

A quick and dirty RP policy guide

Bold all that apply to you and your blog. Italics if you’re on the fence about something. Either reblog or repost. Feel free to add anything I may have missed in the appropriate category, or recategorize something that is in the wrong place!

My blog is _______

Open to all

Semi-selective

Selective

Highly selective

Exclusive

Only going to RP with mutals

Indie

Affiliated with a group

Spoiler free

Spoilers tagged

I will RP with ______

Any fandom

Most fandoms (list excluded ones here)

Only fandoms I know (List some here?)

Only people in my fandom

OCs

OCs with no fandom ties

OCs who are related to/know my character in their backstory

Only one version of any particular character

People who have the same muse as me

People who do not have a rules page

Multimuse blogs

Only people in my RP group

Indie RPers

When RPing, I like to use _______

Paragraphs

Shorter forms of text

*Action*

Icons

Gifs

Gif icons

Formatted text

Whatever my partner is using

My own style regardless of my partner’s reply

I will ship with _______

No one

Anyone

Chemistry

Select ships (list some here: )

OCs

Others of my own muse

Crossovers with characters from different fandoms

Only one version of a particular character

My blog may contain ______ in it’s content

Fluff

Angst

Gore

Violence

Smut

Blood

Torture

Shipping

Death

Dark humor

Cheating

Assault

I will follow ______ back

Everyone

Only some people

Only people in my fandom

Every RP blog

Only people I actively wish to RP with

People who do not post a lot of OOC

People whose posts I am comfortable with on my dashboard

To RP with me, you should _______

Follow back

Answer an open

Message me OOC

Message me IC

Make a starter

Answer my starter

Send in a meme

Other:

I practice reblog karma with memes

I expect reblog karma with memes

I expect my rules/about to be read

I always read the rules/about before following

If you follow me, I would like [type of content] tagged with [blockable content tag]

I expect all [smut] to be beneath a readmore

I will tag and or place under a readmore any content type requested

I will tag and or place under a readmore most content types requested

I am a multiverse blog

I am multi-muse

I do not wish for my OOC posts to be reblogged

I do not wish for my threads to be reblogged by those not involved

I expect post length to be matched

I expect icons/gifs to be used in a reply if I have used them

[decadenthumor]

[cleverdelta-blog]

O p e n

[cleverdelta-blog]

Delta tipped her head from one side to the other as she looked him over. He was scared, she liked that. He was also ready to run, she liked that, too. But, she was more than just an animal and she shook off the desire to attack him. ’We aren’t attractions – things to be s t a r e d at. He’s our alpha, he keeps us safe.’ She chirped sofyly and sniffed at the air a bit as the scent of fear grew s t r o n g e r. ’He decided that I had been bad and poked and poked and poked. Are you going to poke, or are you going to r u n. Or maybe, are you just here for Alpha and I’m not allowed to play with you–’

[wickedinpinkblood]

Anotello furrowed his brows at her, before he nodded. “Still--you are half human, its essential for interaction with other humans.” He said voice low as he watched her, so this is what his good friend had gone off to do. They’d both been fans of dinosaurs as kids and Owen lived that life--Ano on the other hand found his trade in darker things, which explained why he needed Owen’s help. Shaking his head slightly he felt his hazel eyes narrowed almost, “No Im not going to stab at you with those damned things.” He said motioning his head to the rack above the enclosure, he wasnt dumb enough to run. He knew all about Raptors, not the newly formed hybrids but enough about the regular genetically formed ones. It was always his thing--studying deadly creatures. “I dont think you want to play with me--Im not one for games sadly. Thats O--Alpha’s area.” Clearing his throat he canted his head slightly, he knew there were four. Owen and him had been in touch enough to know this, he even remembered their names. "Tell me which sibling are you? Blue, Delta, Charlie, or Echo?" 

[valentinetwiins]

Tiffany returned a soft, liquor lilting chuckle. “Oh, I know.” The edge of her finger caught a stray droplet of alcohol from his lip and she flashed him a sugary sweet smile. “Sure, bubbala.” Tiff retrieved a fresh Marlboro from the pack and passed it to him. She snatched the gold tinted Zippo from the table and even lit it for him. She would’ve been a helluva Playboy bunny waitress.

Tiffany slipped a cigarette between her fingers for herself and promptly lit it. She took a small drag before posing her curious inquiry. Smoke drifted from parted lips as she turned her head towards him. “So… You gonna tell me why you’re upset?”

[wickedinpinkblood]

His eyes lifted slightly to catch the smile she gives him the corner of his mouth twitching up into a faint smirk.  Accepting the cigarette, slipping the Marlboro between  his lips he watched her as she lit it eyes loosing the red anger in them. Inhaling deeply he held the smoke in his  lungs, the soft burn easing the turmoil that accompanied it within his mind and heart. Exhaling smoke slithered over his lips curling into the air, as his glass was raised once  more to his parted lips. 

A sigh falls from him, tumbling down as he sets the glass back. It was a reasonable question, a valid one he wouldnt deny  her an answer too. Letting his gaze return to her own, he gave a weak smile. The strain behind the forced action enough to exhaust him almost, but he just brought the cigarette back to his lips to take another inhale. Opposing hand pushing his hair  back from his face he cleared his throat, smoke falling from his lips. “Ugh--a good friend of mine, well he isnt really a friend any  more. He took something of mine--so he paid for it.” He muttered cigarette hung between his lips as his eyes narrowed, “But it wasnt at my hand.” His brow raised slightly for a moment before he felt a hoarse chuckle break his lips the humor in it dead. 

[valentinetwiins]

The sweet symphony of Duke Ellington’s ‘Jeep’s Blues’ floats across the room. Tiffany slides off her velvet chair perch and takes her hand in his. She saunters to the dance floor with her new beau and finds a perfect place to begin in the crowd of slow dancing party invitees. One hand gingerly nestles on his shoulder while the other is cradled within his own grip. Her hips sway calmly to the ebb and flow of the music.

“Have we met before?” Her voice emits like a kitten’s purr. He could have very well been a man she had a conned or a one night stand. Either way, there was something familiar settled within his hazel orbs.

[wickedinpinkblood]

Eyes follow the two as the beauty before him slips into his hands, and guides him to the floor with her.  A smirk that was by no means gentle curled at his lips whiskey on his tongue, as hazel hues drink her in from behind. As she faces him, her palm fitting into his own  the opposing at his neck--one of his own rest along her hips. The music led them, both close as the song carries others around them. Eyes looking to her, a brow slowly arched in response to her question. 

“Not that I’m aware, and frankly Im sure I’d remember  you darling.” Its the truth in the purest form from him, Anotello didnt forget a face--especially if it belonged  to a beauty much like herself. Though the more they danced he couldnt deny there was an air around her, that made him more comfortable than he’d ever allow himself.

[lxttlenxt-blog]

“I don’t even know you why should I tell you anything about me?” Adeline owed him much more than an explanation, but she couldn’t even give him that. Here she was standing in his house telling him that it was none of his business.

[wickedinpinkblood]

Crossing his arms against his chest, Anotello nodded before arching a brow at her. “Even better dont you think? Im not asking for your name, Im asking as to why you’re covered in blood.” He just needed to know she wasnt going to die the second she stepped outside his home, that was it. Honestly he didnt need a name or anything to an explanation. 

[bradleypooper]