* A Sanctuary for the misbegotten

<< WELCOME TO THE SANCTUARY >> -- an indie, selective and private multimuse roleplay blog that portrays ᴀ ᴠᴀʀɪᴇᴛʏ of ꜰᴀɴᴛᴀꜱʏ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀꜱ ɪɴꜱᴘɪʀᴇᴅ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴍʏᴛʜ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴅᴇʀɴ ꜱᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ as written by Azazel (21+).

Please only follow if you are an RP blog and are over 18+ as themes of violence, threat, and at times sexual nature can/may occur. If you are not an RP blog or are below 18, you will be blocked!

Please do not bug me for replies, I shall get to them when I can! I also run another blog which has a backlog as well so please take that into consideration too!

You're gonna see a lot of not very safe for the eyes things on this blog most likely, triggers will be tagged of course as ( 'usfw' ) so if you want to get a head start, block that tag!

Big thanks for reading the rules up there, if you wanna plot something, my DMs are open! <3 (Discord available on request)

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And suddenly Chanyeol muse has spiked hard...

I THINK I'M GETTING GOOD AT THIS ASDIOFUSAD beloved shwa on monster hunter

closed starter for @r3dblccd (astrid)

Their first meeting definitely went off on the wrong foot with both personalities clashing a moment in the heat of the hospital setting. It made Beomseok realise how his form of questioning may seem aggressive and that his bluntness could rub people off the wrong way, perhaps he only realised this because he was probing about the vampire too much and invoked a false allegation just because of the wounds on the patient she helped bring in. He did apologise in the end, but he was hoping to give her a proper apology, in this quaint and quiet café that he hoped that she wouldn't stand him up.

The Werewolf sat there patiently, laptop in hand and reading emails even when on his day off an unhealthy habit the doctor had as he sips on his strong coffee and adjusts his glasses. Even with the gift of the wolf, that had cured his eyesight he still wore his glasses, if only as a fashion statement. The strapping doctor was wearing a very smart casual outfit, with black shirt and pants and wrapped in a cream trenchcoat. Every now and then he would check his watch, waiting for Astrid to arrive. Perhaps this was a part of her payback, the calm doctor feeling a well of anxiety deep inside of his core as much as he would never admit to the fact.

I realise I've never actually talked about Gabriel on here or on my other blog before but to expand on his bio on my docs a little bit, he was one of the most beloved Archangels in the Holy City and the reason that he has become so disillusioned about his place there and went to Earth was because of how two-faced and condescending everyone is, but he never saw it enough when he still had his wings to make a change.

In a battle with an Archdemon, while victorious in this fight, Gabriel had one wing cleaved apart while the other was ripped. It was due to this fight that Gabriel lost his standing and popularity within the courts and even after being given metal wings, was practically shunned by those that used to seek his council. In the Heavens, weakness is not tolerated, or at least in Michael's Heavens. Thus, Gabriel sought out his old friends, joining Batariel in the mortal world to see what it was like and whether he could use it as a place to detox from his seat above.

His fascination with Earth simply grew the longer he stayed there, to the point that Bate (who had become a lawyer) pointed him in the direction of ancient history and archaeology. And for the first time, amongst equally enthusiastic albeit much older human peers did he find the capacity of joy and acceptance once more. True freedom, an ideal that he wishes to carry home. That's if they even listen to him.

me: no

closed starter for @lichtgrau (myrn)

It was a chance encounter the other day that had lead to this moment. It seemed that after their fair and quite courteous beginnings when they met on a whim during one of Beomseok's runs between wards that he bumped into Myrn. The conversation was amicable, and surprisingly respectful, perhaps due to the fact that the doctor was not as busy as he usually would be. Or perhaps it was the scent on Myrn that had drawn him towards this one in particular, but duties called and they parted ways and regret tinged a moment for the doctor, perhaps he should've asked for contact details but alas, the ever stoic male pushes such emotions aside as his job and duties came first. That was until a most fortuitous moment happens on this very day.

Answering a call for an injury, or perhaps an overreaction according to the nurses on his phone, the doctor comes down to the emergency ward and opens the door to find that very same man that he had met a few weeks ago sitting on the medical berth clearly awaiting a proper assessment. Beomseok scoffs a moment before shooting the other a small smirk. "Well then, what's the problem today, sir? If it was a simple check-up you were looking for, you could've gone to the general hospital instead of here." Teases the doctor as he pulls a chair and sits before the man.

Gran passed early hours, taking some time and taking it easy for a bit. work's given me the week off, i think in order to distract myself i'll do some stuff on here that i owe and whatnot <3

i will still be slowly getting through the stuff on my blog when i can tho as well as do replies (AND INBOX STUFF! I see y'all thanks for sending hehehe) but my presence on main may be a bit sporadic. i'll be around a lot more on discord though! <3

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closed starter for @temporalobjects (kazuhiko)

The pitfalls of archaeology are that whilst one is engrossed in the history and ancient world, there was still an air of danger that everyone had to keep a watch for and sadly, one of Gabriel's companions had befallen a most unfortunate fate. After taking a tumble into an ancient trap in a derelict Japanese temple that dated back to the Jomon period, and was said to be one of the temples that the legendary Himiko conducted worship in, Gabriel was the one who dragged him out and took him to the hospital.

It was quite fortunate that it was just himself and his injured companion at the time, he was uncomfortable with revealing who or what he actually was and intended to keep it that way. But now that they were at the hospital, and informed that his fellow archaeologist would need time to recover, he decides to have a little wander through the wards. Ever since he left the High Heavens, he had grown attached to the mortals and this world where life was simply finite. A stark contrast to himself. But in that finite life, lay the very foundations of hope and joy, of freewill that he so craved and was now fortunate enough to partake in at least for a short and fleeting moment.

closed starter for @hellslittleprince (jisu)

Eden had placed the mafia gang in charge of his closest allies whilst he spends time with his significant other, away from the dangers and turmoil of the Criminal Underworld. Jisu deserved all of his attention, and he hadn't told his fellow angel that he had done this. Ever since they joined together, the confidence of Jisu and the acceptance of his fate that they now shared together had made the mafia boss proud. There was probably going to be a big gift waiting for him once he did tell Jisu though, and the big man was ready for it.

He arrives home with lots of time to spare, earlier than normal as he sheds the items that made him 'Eden', the half-angel who dominated the Fight Pits and became one of the most reputable crime bosses in the country. Rings, chains and mask were removed except for one ruby ring that Jisu had gifted him, gone was the boss and Il-Seong the human was back. Opening the door to their home, he calls out for Jisu, slipping out of his suit and outfit until he was left in just boxer briefs and a white tanktop that he wore beneath the thick suit.