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we're not kids anymore.
Not today Justin
RMH
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will byers stan first human second
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wallacepolsom
Show & Tell

JBB: An Artblog!
I'd rather be in outer space πΈ
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
Jules of Nature
art blog(derogatory)
Sade Olutola
2025 on Tumblr: Trends That Defined the Year
cherry valley forever
styofa doing anything

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;;Hey!! Thank you so so much for reading my rules!! Good to have you here!! -^^-
hanging out with you felt like being awake during surgery. when can i see you again
manhandling is so fun like sure u can put me over there i donβt mind

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Hey all! Character update here, the gal with the blue hair and pink dress you formerly knew as "Bunny" will now be going by "Bonnie"!
;;alrighty folks! Cracks my knuckles. I've been struggling to pin down just what it is I want since I returned to the RPC some months ago, and I think I'm finally ready to pin myself down! And I do apologize for all of the many many times I've shuffled my muses around, but I think I've got it this time!
So-- what's happening? I have decided to pin myself down to three muses who I will be putting most if not all of my focus on. This will be Lock, Cecil, and a Bunni who is an amalgam of the things I love playing in a character (I ran actual data from my previous muses to figure out just what it is I like!). Those three will continue to have all of their own separated blogs that I will run and write on as I wish
What about the rest? Well, they've been here before, and for now they're just moving back in as guest muses! So expect to see Vivi, Steph, Caesar, Reverb, Mary Belle, Bun, Arthur, Cosmo, Candi, and Noxon here soon!
BUT!! Please don't worry! All of their individual blogs will continue to exist!! They will just be inactive for a little while while I take some time to focus on three main muses. And of course, all of them will still be available for rp! They'll just be here on my multimuse, where my activity may continue to be a bit low.
The only exception to this new move will be Ares who, quite frankly, probably needs his own blog. He is the worst of the worst, and due to the extremely high and consistent amount of triggering content he likes to inflict onto others, it might be best for all of us to keep him in his own little corner. He will also be low activity like the rest, however
Anywho! Thank you all so so much for sticking by me whilst I get back into my groove with roleplay! It means the world to me, and I hope to continue making fun stories with all of you!! -^^-
"Oh! Well hello there, very tall dark and handsome. What can I call you~?" From Kiran to Micah, please!
Micah's large form towered over the other, but when he saw the laurel, the wings, the eyes and that hair, he felt so far beneath him he might as well have been the smaller. His gauntlets creaked, crystals forming on them in shimmery hues.
He could not be real. He was dead for long enough to be dust. And yet here was the perfect vision of him, a statue that he had studied and been held to for so many years that every line of that face was so perfectly etched into his face as it had been the stone. Kiran is smaller than he remembers.
What he says returns to him, and horror anew cascades across his face. "....Do not speak to me in that manner. Bite your tongue, Lafwyn of the Waning Dusk."
Kiran was leaned against a tree, elbow propped against it's trunk and his hand at the side of his head. His legs were crossed, and the look he was giving this tall drink of wine was nothing less than his most charming smoulder. He gives the other time to look at him, see him, surely admire his beauty. He's glowing, sparkling a bit even-- and his light reflects in those crystals forming on the other's armor.
The horror is an unexpected look, though. People don't usually, or ever, look at him that way. Strange. But then-- the smoulder is wiped away in an instant as Kiran recoils at the name, his name, and a brief moment of his own horror flashes. Nobody has used or even known his real name in a very, very... very long time. He recovers quick enough, though now his smile is much less certain. His voice reflects the same. "Oh..! I was... unaware that we knew each other already. I swear I would remember a face as charming as yours." He laughs, no longer leaning against the tree. Instead he stands directly before the other, one hand on his hip as the other motions towards him, palm up.
"And your name..?"
;;Lexus absolutely believes that appearances are everything! You will never catch him looking anything less than expensive and nice, even his pajamas are a matching set made of the finest silk. His closet is about the size of another master bedroom (perks of designing and building your own house / the house you built for your partner that you also live in) and it's fully stocked, but he takes it even farther than clothes: he's also in love with perfumes. He's got a scent for just about anything, and for every occasion. He even knows how to layer them just perfectly to achieve exactly what he wants, if it comes to that
"Expected or not..... there are different standards cross-species, aren't there?" Artair smiles at him, though his is smaller, crooked, and so very real. He leans against him with his side to offer a closer comfort. "It is expected, but it's understandable what..... how it's different. You know? I don't want you to hold yourself to this standard. I know you're trying, and I don't want you to feel....like it isn't enough. It's enough for me, okay? I see the difference. It matters."
He squeezes Lexus's shoulder, and takes his hand. "I will do my best to have fun and stay safe. And if anything changes, I will skedaddle and call you right away." His other hand moves, making a small cross over his heart. "And if I can't drive back home, I will let you know so you can pick me up or something. Even if it's inconveniencing you."
Lexus looks down at his Angel, his dearly beloved, and his own perfect smile softens. He nods, one of his hands raising to cup Artair's cheek as he leans down to press a soft kiss against his lips. "The feelings are... difficult. I don't know what I ever could've done to deserve someone as kind and as patient as you are, my Angel. Truly, there would never be another who could ever be so perfect for me." It's easy, with Artair. He doesn't have to worry so much, though heaven knows he does. Even now, in the arms of his beloved, he can feel that slimy ichor of bad intentions draining away and leaving behind something warm and bright in his chest.
It's hard not to feel warm in the presence of such gentle sunshine, after all.
"Thank you, my love. That is all I ask. Your safety matters more to me than anything else. Besides, you could never be an inconvenience to me-- not when you are the most important thing in my world." He takes Artair's hand and lifts it, planting a kiss to the back of his knuckles. "Shall we go then, Cinderella? Looking extraordinary does take time, after all."

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It was almost...funny, how Lexus laced up all his insecurities with silvered words. He tries to contain them, hold them in so perfectly behind the mask, and to anyone else perhaps, it would work. His smooth, silken voice and the perfectly perfected warm smile would ease them. But Artair knows him, knows Lexus to a depth many would never reach. He can see the tells, even without his emotional radio bullshit. The way Lexus's lips twitch and his jawline sharpens just the lightest degree, or the way his smile meets his eyes, but just a little less than it should. He knows him, and he knows him even more when his feelings grind against his own chest like misaligned gears.
"Hey." He squeezes that hand laced in his. "Lexus..... thank you. I know this is hard. But I appreciate you not making a deal out of this. I mean-- you couldn't stop me if I wanted to go, it's my decision. But I still..... I'm glad. To see you trying."
He takes a step closer, and his other hand finds Lexus's shoulder. "I just want to meet some new faces and socialize. But-- I promise I'll be careful. And at the end of the night, I live with you and the others, and I'll be coming back here. Nothing is going to change that."
He knows he's caught the second Artair speaks, that 'hey' that's softer than the initial tone. Lexus swears he's losing his touch, sometimes. Artair always manages to see right through him-- but he has to remember that the other can cheat, too. And-- well, what he's saying isn't entirely true. He could keep his Angel here, if he wanted, to clip those outstretched wings. He's done it before, it's so easy--
He swallows lightly, and smiles more. Works on making it more perfect. That was exactly what nearly lost him his love last time. Not that he would, again, he's working on it-- it just feels so discouraging sometimes, that he still falls back into the same pit over and over and over again.
"Oh Angel, there's no need to thank me." The soft chuckle that accompanies his words are pure honey. "It should be expected, not to have your wings clipped." His head tilts, cheek resting upon the other's hand on his shoulder. Small strands of hair find themselves curling and looping lightly around his fingers; a needy gesture he has far too much control over his human body to exhibit.
"I want you to have fun, my love. And I do hope you have a wonderful- but safe- time socializing. And of course-- you always know how to reach me if anything happens at all."
"Laying it on a little thick there, aren't you, Romeo?" Artair says, though red is finding his cheeks in a brilliant flush. His head ducks and he rubs at his cheek. Lexus always had to say things in a way that--- sounded like that. "But uh-- thanks. For the help."
He scratches at his cheek. "I don't.... really know? Um.... okay so the invitation said it was a 'sick ass monster party in the middle of the infested woods? Wherever that is, which I should also figure out. But it also said there'd be monsters, making out, debauchery, alcohol, magic, demons, drugs... Kind of sounds like a supernatural-type rave or club type thing? Something in that vein." He gesticulated as he spoke. He'd been to one or two queer and kink events that had similar things, and while he hadn't partaken in much, it had been a fun time. "The best I can think for examples is some dark dresses, and someone was going in--- this topless fishnet combo? The idea of uh.... assless chaps were tossed out too? The host did amend what they said and make it clear there wasn't a need to dress up, I will say. But... while I don't want to go that far, it might be nice to dress up. At least enough that I don't look out of place."
"Hardly thick enough, Angel." He coos, a wink as he affirms that the other is so very welcome.
But... hm. His face is calm and warm as Artair speaks, smiling at him just the same as he always does, nodding along to show that he's listening. But, he can't help that feeling. That initial gut reaction that twists up inside of him. He doesn't want Artair to go to something like that. In some infested woods, whatever the hell that means, with monsters, and debauchery and making out and drugs and who knows what else! His Angel should not be going to something as grimy as that. It's probably not even safe! Who knows what those filthy ruffians and heathens would do-- could do, to something so preciously divine.
It's not his place to decide that kind of thing. He can practically hear Reverb's voice in his mind, those lessons he learned the very hard way and... was still trying to be good about. Even if it was so hard sometimes. He doesn't want his Angel in a place like that, with strangers. Without him, at the very least. But he... can't do anything about it. The last time he tried he almost lost his love for good. He can't do that again.
His smile brightens as his hold on Artair's hand shifts, lacing their fingers together as he takes a step in a direction. "Well, it's never a problem to want to look extraordinary my dearest Angel. Hopefully we can find something you would like, together. Care to come to my room? We can look in my closet for some inspiration if you're willing."
If anyone could read the eager glee this request had filled Lexus with, it was him. But if Lexus was happy to help, then it was just icing on the cake, because he needed that help. He does roll his eyes at Lexus's velvet words, and waves a hand. "You're a charmer." He huffs. "But I'm being very for real. I wear a pair of grey jeans and a tank top like.... ninety-nine percent of the time. Or a shirt and hoodie. I don't know what looks good from a fashion standpoint, but you? You're like--- the resident expert." He gestures to all of Lexus, as if to prove his point. And it certainly does, when the man didn't know the meaning of casual wear. He was fucking dressed to the nines in a man-corset to lounge.
"I'm not sure the style I should go for exactly. But it's like...... a house party?" He shrugs. "Maybe something casual but.... fancy? But in a sexy way? Is that possible? Like something you might maybe wear to a club or something, I'm guessing." He waves his hands. "I dunno, I heard most people are dressing up to uh..... serve cunt about it?" He's butchering the term but it feels so foreign from his mouth. "So-- I didn't want to just wear what I usually do."
"As am I, my love. You make even the most common of clothes rich and luxurious once they've had the chance to caress you in your entirety. In all your divinity." The words come out almost as a purr. "I do however pride myself on my ability to stay up to date with trends, especially when it comes to fashion. I would be honored to help how I can."
He hums thoughtfully, one arm across his chest to prop the other at the elbow, so that his hand can rest on his cheek as he seems to appraise what his Angel describes. He nods slowly along to the words, gears almost audibly turning in his head. "So you want to dress up, but not fancy. You want to be sexy on the level that usually tends to defy class." His index finger taps once, and then twice on his cheek. "What else can you tell me about the party, Angel? Do you have any examples of what the other attendees are going to be wearing?"
"Lexus.... I need your help. I need you to help me dress for a party." Artair puts his hands together in an almost pleading gesture. "The dress code is just to look good and I don't know how to do that. Help?"
Lexus smiles, a warm look accentuated by an almost practiced little raise of his brows. "Oh, Angel, I'm flattered that you would come to me about this. Of course I'll help, my dearest." His cold hands reach and cup around Artair's pleading own in a gentle grasp.
"You look downright stunning no matter what you are or aren't wearing, don't sell yourself so short. But I understand the desire to look exceptional-- even if it is difficult to enhance perfection." He chuckles softly, one of his hands placing tenderly over where his heart would be in an empathetic gesture. "Is there any particular style you would be interested in?"
Lewis Pepper
πΆοΈ Basic Information πΆοΈ
Full Name: Lewis Pepper
Alias/Nickname: Lew, Big Guy, Lewlew
Species: Ghost (dead human)
Age: Died at 21
Date of Birth: March 26th
Nationality: Unknown
Accent: Slightly Spanish
Blood Type: Non human
Pronouns: He/him
Sexuality: Pansexual
Relationship Status: Dating Vivi, crushing hard on someone else
Occupation: None
Residence: Cadence, lives with Artair Kingston
πΆοΈ Physical Traits πΆοΈ
Height: 7'4"
Eye Color(s): Purple
Hair Color(s): Purple
Notable Features: Has black sclera
Nature: Gentle, timid, oblivious
πΆοΈ Art Ref (will be updated when possible) πΆοΈ

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Rose
π€ Basic Information π€
Full Name: Rose
Alias/Nickname: None
Species: Soul piloting an artificial body
Age: Unknown
Date of Birth: Unknown
Nationality: None
Accent: American
Blood Type: None, bleeds magic
Pronouns: She/Her
Sexuality: Unsure
Relationship Status: Single
Occupation: Considers herself a faithful servant to Opal
Residence: Lives in an apartment in Cadence with Opal
π€ Physical Traits π€
Height: Variable, stays at 5'5"
Eye Color(s): Pink
Hair Color(s): Pink
Notable Features: Pink skin, with a pearlescent shine to it. Her eyes sparkle sort of like gemstones
Nature: Obedient, protective, determined
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Bambi
π Basic Information π¦
Full Name: Casimir // Bambi Harris
Alias/Nickname: Cas, Casi // None
Species: Dark entity born from a specific fear // Human spirit piloting an artificial body
Age: Unknown // 22
Date of Birth: Unknown // May 2nd
Nationality: None // American
Accent: American // American
Blood Type: Inhuman blood, black with a blue sheen
Pronouns: She/They/He/It (doesnβt care) // She/Her
Sexuality: Asexual // Unknown
Relationship Status: Single // Single
Occupation: None, but occasionally takes brief retail or odd jobs
Residence: None, wandering
π Physical Traits π¦
Height: 5'0"
Eye Color(s): Blue // Honey brown
Hair Color(s): Light Blonde
Notable Features: Usually dresses in two distinct styles, sometimes casual and sometimes more innocent/childish
Nature: Cruel, manipulative, selfish // fearful, submissive, dependent
π Art Ref (will be updated when possible) π¦