hey everyone, i’m not dead --- just really busy. What can i say, school is kicking my butt as well as trying to have a social life which means making friends in a completely different city. That’s been taking up all my time and thankfully i’ll be heading home for thanksgiving and im so excited. I’m gonna try and be active today and do my threads.
My name is Diya, most commonly known as Tumblr user singlasses, aka that one Albert Wesker roleplayer with a mixed reputation. And this is my story that I would like to share, with the honesty and maturity that comes with being away from this website’s particular community and encountering different people, gaining having more real-life experience. Going to college, interacting with new people, and stepping foot into a place outside of the isolated bubble of my emotionally abusive home life has made me learn a lot of things and I would just like to present my experience to you in a frank and honest manner. It’s extremely difficult for me to open myself up in this intimate way, to not only my friends here but hundreds of strangers on the internet, but I feel it is necessary in order for me to continue to heal and grow as a human being. If you as a person and roleplayer of this community have some time to spare, I would ask that you please read beneath the cut. I ask not for pity or sympathy, but simple acknowledgment. Thank you.
ALSO PLEASE NOTE: This isn’t a callout post, no one’s being namedropped here. Thanks.
when ur new boyfriend comes with snaggy teef
RISE ABOVE THE OPPRESSORS.
@draculc
There are times when she wanders —— never over - far, granted, and she is certain she could find them again ( her companions tend to be difficult to miss ). Tonight, it is merely a walk to clear her head — Trevor is sleeping off his drink and Adrian is sleeping for the first time in weeks, and she had not been able to find any rest herself. So she wanders, hood up; unafraid of either the darkness or the now - empty streets. This town is too small to have captured the notice of the horde just yet.
She notes the sensation before anything else — perhaps it is her magic. Perhaps she has merely spent too long among the supernatural not to have a sense for it. But suddenly, quick as her breath, SOMETHING IS NOT RIGHT. Her hands raise, magic crackling just beneath her skin.
“Show yourself!” she says, scarcely louder than her normal speech, trusting it to carry. Whatever is near, it is far deadlier than the demons they had faced before; she can feel her stomach dropping, shoulders tensing. For fear of what, she knows not.
THE TASTE OF FEAR was palatable and rigid to the touch, just as her swift motions defend what she cannot see.... The air that was once peaceful, now lit up with fire and smoke as he manifests his powerful presence. So that his only threat would be eliminated, and the immortal would continue to smite the rest of mankind. His eyes make contact with the magician and there she was alone, without her companions. This opportunity could not be wasted.
Growing balls of flame, dance beside his ignited head and ready to attack at any moment. If he were to weaken their strength, then he may be able to defeat the belmont... As well as the traitor of his family... They must be eliminated before they reach his castle.
‘ You travel with an intent to kill me, but I Dracula cannot be defeated so easily human. ❜ His intimidating low tone would scare most of their kind, his display of immense power was something to be feared. Yet she was not so defenceless.
WHO ARE WE ? We find that we live on an insignificant planet of a humdrum star lost in a galaxy tucked away in some forgotten corner of a universe in which there are far more galaxies than people. ’ INDIE SELECTIVE && PRIVATE OC / Fandomless and its cannon created completely by the writer: aka Cosmos. Feel free to read my rules and info before following / interacting. Also if you wanna reblog that would be a big help! Send this across the rp community cosmos ~ ☆
001. draculc / Castlevania / Main Muse
002. 1-800-salvation / Space oc / Semi-Active
003. nushihero / Miraculous / Low-Activity
004. impians / Kuroshituji / Low-Activity
BAEWIND.
A FACE WITHOUT A NAME and the skills of a hunter. Eyeing her movements as her swift attacks minimize his defences, and he takes this moment to speak in hopes of toying with her.
‘ Your efforts will be wasted. ❜
CASTLEVANIA (NES, 1987)
BATOTHIEF.
THE NIGHT WAS BRIGHT and the air was hot, and the day was still young. The light life was over, and the night crawlers were pacing the streets of the city. The broken man could be seen walking the streets with a bottle of rum, minding his business and removing himself from all human interaction. He felt disgusted, walking among their own filth.
It was then that Dracula had laid eyes on a human, her presence felt detached much like his own and she was in trouble. His shadowy figure looms behind, an intimidation tactic to wear off her unwanted attackers.
‘ ... ❜
Hellraiser: Bloodline (1996)
SINCE ITS PROBABLY BEEN YEARS since i last reblogged my starter call, this will be my new one. Like this if you want a starter, or if im having trouble i’ll message you and we can plot something out. Otherwise I hope everyone is having a good day !
You cannot enter the house of God.
God is not here.
blows a kiss at.
grabs it, and throws it out the tower window.
