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Reminder. If you’re rping a canon character and feeling insecure about your writing, or fearing replacement, simply remember that your muse is not just a duplicate. No one else will be able to breathe life into that character the way you do. No one else will feel the exact way you feel about your muse. There will be people who value your muse and never stop writing with you no matter what. There will be people who appreciate your portrayal, no matter how many other versions are out there. Always remember why you made your blog. Never let anyone or anything cast your passion out of your heart !!

#( PSA. ) / OOC.

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inmydrcams

inmydrcams‌

BUSTED. She’s quite disappointed he’s calling her out like this. It feels rude. ❝ Maybe I’ll just make you all stop for a well deserved NAP tomorrow. ❞ But she doesn’t insist, instead sits crosslegged close to him, her arms stretched out behind her, the palms of her hands to the ground. She’s still looking up instead of at him. She considers for a moment… ❝ Maybe I’m just worried about Fang. What if when she remembers she decides to walk away? What if there’s something terrible in her memories? ❞ What will happen when Fang remembers that Vanille has been lying? That it’s her fault they’re all in this situation? And would Fang tell them? Would they all react like Sazh…? Maybe it would all be over with faster…

there’s a lot he doesn’t know about vanille and he wonders he’s never bothered asking beofre. perhaps because there’s never really been a moment where he’d be finding himself alone with her, or the right timing to do so. vanille is always so very vibrant and cheery, the last thing he’s been wanting is to intrude that beautiful mood. and yet it appears as if it’s all a facade; by the end of the day, with the moon up high, her fears are showing. “i’m not really sure what memories yer talkin’ about, but i do know that fang cares for you. a whole lot. no matter what happened, or what will happen, the bond you two have is irreplaceable and will guide you through these times.” sincerity reeks from his voice and a grin is tossed vanille’s way. anything to cheer the girl up. “don’t give up. not on yourself, nor on your faith in fang.”

#inmydrcams #who knew snow could be so deep ?#queue.#( threads. ) / snow villiers.

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xdcwntherabbithole

“What? Not fond of Peter? Is he mean? My Sir Peter is very, very nice!” Her Peter. Saying it like so felt as funny as when she accepted unbirthdays as being things. Digits tapped against her chin as she weighed the other Alice’s questions in her mind. Did she consider Wonderland her home? Well, where else would be her home? “Yep yep! I love it! Home is where you make it, you know! I don’t know where I used to live, but I like it in Wonderland! Even though some people are quite the oddballs, I like them. Even the Queen lets me run around~!”

every word the other alice said appeared nonsensical. wonderland was nowhere near like a home, the residents even weirder than the fact that they were both stuck in there. she feared her new acquaintance had overextended her stay to the point where she forgot about her initial home, worry seeping onto her features for just a brief moment. “you sound crazy.” she said, contrary to the initial fear for the girl she felt. but alice was hardly one to hold herself back from voicing out her opinion, continued to explain, “wonderland isn’t your home! it’s obvious you are not from here ... or from there.” the whole two wonderlands thing still managed to confuse the blonde. “you need to remember where you’re really from! and sir peter is just a pervert.”

#xdcwntherabbithole #( threads. ) / alice liddell.#queue.

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glazingtides‌

a content hum left her throat , already looking forward to their date & ~~to witness michiru in yet another beautiful dress~~ . then again , michiru looked stunning in anything she wore . however , attention perked up when hearing that last sentence . eyebrows rose ever - so - slightly . ❛ a surprise ? ❜ she repeated , wondering about whatever it could be . however , no question about what it could be followed . ❛ i’m curious to see what . ❜

soft kiss was placed upon her girlfriend’s cheek before she departed to get ready ; her cue to do so as well . leaving as well , preparing herself for their date .

dressing self in neat white blouse , tucked into black trousers before draping equally black vest over her shoulders , she awaits the arrival of her girlfriend in their living room . she pulls out phone & starts typing & scrolling down , ~~hastily~~ looking for a wonderful restaurant for the two of them to eat . it’s only when she hears michiru approaching that she puts phone into pocket & glances up ; warm smile upon her lips . ❛ you look . . ❜ a pause , she’s speechless at the beauty of the other . ❛ absolutely breathtaking . ❜

admittedly, she already knew which reaction she’d pull out from her girlfriend by getting all dolled up and dressed in the finest of fabrics. and yet it didn’t manage to dampen michiru’s joy to see haruka this amazed by the turqouise-haired girl donning a shoulder-off black dress; while it appeared simple, it hugged her frame perfectly, had small sparkling stones at all the right places. the pinned up hair-do completed the elegance she reeked.

“breathtaking? my, you do appear to be entirely fascinated.” she responded, teased, took a few steps forward until her fingers could come up to fix her lover’s shirt a little. “i have to say you look just as stunning. definitely like a person all the girls will fawn at.” her eyes let their gaze rest right on haruka’s eyes as she spoke, leaned up to lay a kiss on her cheek.

as much as she wished to stay this close, this near to haruka, she knew they had to leave. the opera wasn’t going to wait for them to start and michiru absolutely hated not getting to witness a performance from the beginning to the end. her body peeled itself away from her girlfriend’s own and she reached for her hand after shouldering a matching bag. “let us hurry. the show is about to start without us.”

#glazingtides #queue.#( threads. ) / michiru kaioh.

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metxfallica

She heard her name and it made her turn around. Yuichiro standing here, wanting answers the way he knows best how to do it, almost demanding showing in every and each one of his words now dancing in the air. A smile drawn in her visage and she, sargeant shinoa, tilt her head to one side as she looks to his former companion.

Straight in her words, she opens her lips to began speaking in response. — “Then, what makes you think I will give you these answers?” — She lift one of her hands, finger pointed as a fair point was taken. Her tone, playful as always and ready to mess with the black-haired one despite the circumstances surrounding them and the actual events happening. Maybe she will give answers within the given time. — “You have to give me something enough to make me talk if the others aren’t, you know?” —

his face blanks, and for a long moment he’s merely staring at the purple-haired girl he’s slowly come to accept as the leader of their squad. what he can’t accept, however, is the lack of information he receives even from her, the little mind game she’s setting up being something he doesn’t appreciate. at all. it shows in the way the ends of his brows furrow and the corners of his lips slump into a frown, clearly unhappy.

“what do you mean, give you something enough to make you talk? it’s my life! that should be reason enough, shinoa!” he doesn’t mean to raise his voice, but he isn’t apologizing for it, either. frustration has been raised to the brim, to the point where his emotions appear to explode in form of rage coming from his mouth. “we’re a family, aren’t we? families don’t have secrets. what is this! why can’t you just tell me? everyone’s treating me like a fragile egg -- something must have happened!”

#metxfallica #queue.#( threads. ) / yuuichirou hyakuya.

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blodhundr

❛ what brings you here , útlendingur? ❜ wary is that of the creature inhabiting your bones , you : predator / predator / prey , broken silence in youth lurked - languid body akin to comfort only to be shot at the sight of those unknown ( your land must be protected first , worry not yourself ) . ❛ it appears you are far from home , perhaps you’d like help back? ❜

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angereve

unknown surroundings lead to perpetual confusion; her party members are gone, replaced by a stranger she doesn’t recall seeing before. curled fingers raise to her lips and her initial feeling is substituted with surprise, “i like, kind of lost sight of my friends for a moment and now i’m here! wherever here is.” head tilts out of habit, gaze wandering around momentarily. “ oh, i’d love that! i need to get back ‘cause -- i’m on a super secret mission and need to finish it, you know. but ... where am i here? is this near cocoon?”

#blodhundr #( threads. ) / vanille oerba dia.#thank you so much for this thread !!#these two as a combo is bound to be fun c:#queue.

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drivenchaos

@angereve | vincent & snow

“ mm. thanks. ” there was no need to side step the strange man’s assistance, though it was not called for. still, he settles into yet another skin, another flesh, some former semblance of the man he used to be – he greets with a tiny nod of his head, slipping his pistol back into its holster. there is a sort of familiarity, as if vincent had seen him somewhere before. perhaps it is the way he holds himself, form nearly perfect with a hint of recklessness. very familiar. “ are you … part of the watch? ” in the few months that he has traveled, the watch has come up quite often, especially round these parts. with the way the man handles himself, vincent wouldn’t be all too surprised if he was right.

angereve

saving people has always been his destiny, so snow believes, firmly and unwavering. it’s only a given that he’s jumped the gun in order to help out a situation that called for his assistance, would have regretted everything if he didn’t. his eyes land on a face he doesn’t recall seeing before, but it does little to dampen that heroic grin of his. gloved fingers raise, dismiss the gratiture. “just doing my job, y’know, no need to thank me. and yeah, the name’s snow, leader of the neighborhood watch of this place.” his brows raise, and he’s quick to add, “haven’t seen you ‘round here before, tho’. the way you swing that gun lets me believe you’re not a mere traveller.”

#drivenchaos #thank you for the starter !!#( threads. ) / snow villiers.#queue.

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walleis‌

Giddy wasn’t exactly a word Barret would use to describe himself on a regular basis, but right now? He was the giddiest fucking man this plateside of Midgar. The for once simply curious glances to his prosthetic, gunarm left at the bar, are completely disregarded as he stood by the entrance of the best pre-school he could find. It took a considerable chunk of his change, but anything was worth it to give Marlene all the joys and opportunities he never had.

When he sees her little bob of brown hair waving back at a friend still inside, Barret walks forward with a great big grin on his face, laughing at the little yell she gave at the sight of him, no moment wasted in bending down to immediately pick his little bundle of joy up, though he doesn’t settle her on his shoulder without throwing her in the air once.

“Hahaha, did I surprise you? Daddy went and got himself a whole day to spend witchu. What do you think we two go get ourselves some snacks?”

the squeak of happiness when her body is thrown briefly into the air is high-pitched and happy, reeks of joy whose amount is unable to be measured. she doesn’t recall the last time her father picked her up from school, but it doesn’t matter now, either, she thinks, because marlene has learned to live in the moment and treasure every second she gets to spend with him.

“you did surprise me, daddy!” her smile stretches across her face, thins her eyes as the baby fat on her cheeks is pushed up. “mm!! i want snacks and ice-cream! can we get ice-cream? pretty please!” a pout surfaces on her lower lip and small legs dangle back and forth, the heels of her shoes drumming playful, light, against his chest.

despite immense happiness, a part of her still fears, doubts, lowers her gaze to his features. “promise you won’t have to leave me to go somewhere today?”

#walleis #( threads. ) / marlene wallace.#my heart t t t t #queue.

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lunais

‘ get your head out of the clouds, snow! ‘ her hands clench into fists as teeth grind tightly together. the frustration washes over her as she continues to listen to him spouting nonsense & false hope. words mean nothing, action does. turning her head, she shoots him a glare before speaking. ‘ you’re all talk. ‘

@angereve // sc

angereve

the glare does little to dampen his spirits -- he’s set his mind on to something and nothing is able to stop him from going after his goal. “at least i haven’t given up on her.” he counters, retorts, heavy conviction in his voice.. “i’m gonna do both, bring serah back and save this planet. that’s what a hero does.”

#lunais #( threads. ) / snow villiers.#queue.

angereve

blog will be on semi-hiatus until the 19th may. mainly due to me being swamped with a lot of ooc troubles, as i am still outside of my country and won’t be getting back until the 18th. it’s hard to focus on writing when there’s a lot i need to take care of. this doesn’t mean i won’t be active at all -- replies will be put in queue and new ones drafted. asks will be sent out when i’m on the dash and see memes being reblogged. i just really need to use these two weeks to sort my life first and foremost.

#( PSA. ) / OOC.#i'll be sorting out my blog when i get home and just. do some late spring cleaning here to feel more comfortable on the dash too.#since there's been too much negativity and a lot of trust i put into people who didn't deserve it.#at least i finally got marshal on acnh

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nibelstrike

✨ [ 𝚂𝚎𝚗𝚍 “⭐️” 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚊 𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚖 𝚖𝚞𝚗! . @rainheal ]

+ 𝙻𝙰𝚂𝚃 𝙿𝙴𝚁𝚂𝙾𝙽 𝚃𝙾 𝙼𝙰𝙺𝙴 𝙼𝙴 𝚂𝙼𝙸𝙻𝙴. @angereve these days sent me a pic of Tifa in a SOLDIER UNIFORM and may I say how weak I am when people reminds me of me when they see Tifa. Overall, Mia is a cutie. I love our passion for Greece and our plots for Tifa and Marlene baking cookies in Cloud’s birthday. You’re such a nice person and you make me feel very welcomed in our convos. Thank you for confining in me for the ideas of Snow’s FFVII verse and for randomly boosting my confidence on my portrayal. I’m really glad we met :)

#( keepsakes. ) / ooc.#i'm so #emotional AAAAAA #thank you so much. this made me literally super happy and my whole day #you're an amazing person and i hope you know that ♥

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cheramuu

#( PICTURES. ) / SNOW VILLIERS.

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runexxknight

damnatiae-blog

being a slow rper ≠ terrible, bad, unquality, anything you want to call it.

the fact that you reply to begin with is all that i care about. the fact that you take the time and effort to write each and every reply whether it’s mine or not means more and is worth more than you being rushed and stressed.

please don’t ever feel the need to pressure yourself. you don’t owe anyone here anything, and feeling hassled isn’t going to do anything but ruin that. rping, writing, interacting is for fun, and to develop your abilities. fuck anyone who tells you otherwise.

#me @ me #but also at everyone who likes to take rp at their own pace!#it's totally fine.#it took me quite a while to come to terms with it and stop stressing myself over replies.#in the end it's just a hobby and you should tend to a hobby when you've got inspiration for it.#( PSA. ) / OOC.

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Send “👋” if you want to RP with me but have been too shy to approach.

(If you cannot see the emoji send “Wave”)

#( ooc. ) / memes.

angereve

like this post for a small starter from snow for his final fantasy vii verse !

#( starter call. ) / snow villiers.#i'm just still so happy and content with this verse.#and really want to write for it !#they'll be done tomorrow.

angereve

✕ - clasping their shoulder / @bloodfcst

nights at borscht bowl club hardly differed from each other; each night phoenix would be finding himself dressed in the very same hoodie and the very same bright beanie on a piano chair, in front of an instrument he could hardly play, yet was employed as a professional player.

each night he’d be drinking the same kind of wine and each night he’d be playing the same games of poker. games he won each time through sly cheats and frauds he had mastered too perfectly by now. it fit him, he thought, because that was who he was to the public -- a fraud, a disbarred lawyer who falsified evidence.

tonight was no different. the once bright man enjoyed a good sip of an imported russian wine, greeted regular customers he had grown acquainted to over the months. the clasp on his shoulder caught his attention and he turned his head to look at its source.

“ah, yufi. good to see you here.” he greeted her with tired eyes and mild joy in his voice. there was a hint of a smile on his lips, still, because yufi reminded him too much of his adoptive daughter, wished the girl wouldn’t have to be dealing with shady places like this particular club. “did you drop by to indulge yourself in my brilliant piano skills?” he spoke through a quiet laugh, gestured for her to take a seat.

#( answered. ) / phoenix wright.#bloodfcst

angereve

❛❛ I don’t need your help, I’m fine !! ❜❜ The words were quick to snap at the taller male, refusing to take the offered hand as she forced herself to stand ; knees bloody and scrapes on her arms. ❛❛ All I did was trip ... so ... ❜❜ Weight shifted to one particular foot as she dusted dirt off her body, she was shaking ; more embarrassed that someone had seen her fall like that. / @averageisms

he understood where she came from -- never had he encountered a lady to be fond of having a grand fall like that witnessed by someone else. reason why he wasn’t offended by the snap of her words, the harshness they carried.

worry remained steady on his features nonetheless; she looked anything but fine, wished she’d dim that stubbornness a little ( but who was he to judge that! ).

“nothing against ya, but those knees of yours look pretty bad.” he pointed out the obvious, gaze dropping from delicate facial lines to the wounds her knees sported. “they need to be treated or you’re in for a real bad infection. just saying.” the tone of his voice hinted he was willing to help her out and spare her the whole way to the nearest doctor or hospital. whether she’d accept or not was still written in the stars.

#averageisms #( answered. ) / snow villiers.