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REBLOG THIS IF YOU WOULD BE FRIENDS WITH A TRANS PERSON.
Im trying to prove to my friend that a lot of people will accept him as the gender he is just as they would the gender he was born as. He is afraid to come out especially because he is a polysexual trans.
reblog if you ARE PANSEXUAL, support PANSEXUALS, or are a TINY SLUG who BREATHES FIRE
send a ۞ if you want to rp with me.
(Hay guys I'm heer. :p)
(Tumblr is being sloooow. I mean, it is 4:45…)
I know how you feel. :/
(Yeah, it suuucks. >.
(Wanna do some thing then? 0-0…)
(Sure, like what? :3)
(RP?)
(Sure. Gimmie a minute to get back on Tails. Or, if you want, I can be on here or djkinesis.)
The air was cold, the skies dim. In fact, everything was dim. There was an accident, as evidenced by the large smoking pile of rubble and debris. You, having seemed to have blacked out, get up and notice the fact that you have a huge headache, among other parts of your body feeling stiff and sore....
Send "Can I kiss you?" to see how my muse responds.
Send me 'Have You Evers' and I will reply with Yes or NO
Reblog if you'll RP with more than one of the same character.
This is why we have Alternate Universes.
Also, I think it’s important to note that if we’re RPing and I start interacting with someone who has the same muse, it’s nothing against you! Everyone plays their character differently, and it’s really cool to see different interpretations of them! I’m not replacing you, and if you feel I am, you should come to me so we can talk things out
ALL OF THE UNIVERSES!!!
(POKEMON FANS: If Ziir had his own team of Pokemon, what should they be? Ghost types, please.)
Send me "ff+" and a character name and my character will react to finding and reading a graphic and sex-filled fanfiction of themselves and that character.
requested by anonymous as reversal to this meme.
It Is Not Your Time. (Open RP)
The air was cold, the skies dim. In fact, everything was dim. There was an accident, as evidenced by the large smoking pile of rubble and debris. You, having seemed to have blacked out, get up and notice the fact that you have a huge headache, among other parts of your body feeling stiff and sore. Under the debris, you soon notice that there is someone under the rocks. You are surprised when you go to help them, as you go right through everything. In fact, you're in even more shock when you realize who it is. You. Looking around, something catches your eye; a figure in a black cloak drawing closer to you. The air seems to get colder as they approach, but they soon stop. Reaching for their hood, the figure slowly reveals their face. Slowly, the face of a 19 year old male with black hair and purple eyes is revealed, though it can just barely be seen that the skin is actually appearing fresh, as if it were a mask being pulled over someone's face. The male smiles. "...My my... it would seem as though you have had an accident..." he says, a slight hint of a British accent in his voice.
The male walks up to the white haired Tactician, smiling. "Hello there, miss." He says softly, bowing.
"Uh..Hello. You don’t need to bow, there’s really no need to. I’m Robin, who are you?" She looked at the strange guy in front of her curiously, who exactly was he?
He stands, smiling. “Apologies… my name is Ziir, otherwise known as the Grim Reaper.” He says softly. “Robin, hm…? Yes… a lovely name for a lovely girl…~” Damn it Ziir, stop flirting.
"You don’t really need to apologize either. It’s not something to be sorry about. Thank you though, I don’t like my name much, but it’s nice to know it’s not actually bad. Still I- hang on, did you say the Grim Reaper?"
"That I did." He says. "I may not seem to be the Reaper... but..." he held his hand out, pulling his sleeve up and showing his skin start to rot off and vanish to reveal the skeletal structure underneath. There was a certain aura to him, similar to the dark powers of Nosferatu. "Do not worry, I have no ill intent, nor am I coming to claim a soul. I merely wish to walk among the living today."
Send me a ❖ and my muse will kiss yours
Don’t even have a muse but Sebastian Stan
The male walks up to the white haired Tactician, smiling. "Hello there, miss." He says softly, bowing.
"Uh..Hello. You don’t need to bow, there’s really no need to. I’m Robin, who are you?" She looked at the strange guy in front of her curiously, who exactly was he?
He stands, smiling. "Apologies... my name is Ziir, otherwise known as the Grim Reaper." He says softly. "Robin, hm...? Yes... a lovely name for a lovely girl...~" Damn it Ziir, stop flirting.
