#rp threads

𝕋𝕙𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕤: ℝ𝕚𝕫𝕫-𝕃𝕚𝕤𝕥

Super Harem? Nah, HarEM

Can y’all tell I’ve been messing around on Canva? 💀

There’s a running joke I have going on that I’m determined to rizz every character. Whether as Supes or an OC, I shall rizz ‘em all like Pokémon! But this post is to keep track of the whole thing. If you’re interested in your character being rizzed and you, the mun, is 16 and over, hit me up! ദ്ദി(˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧ Other than that. I’ll also be putting other long rps on here as well that are platonic in nature rather than romantic. This is not selective at all, by the way! Anyone is welcome to rp with me even if I’ve already got a thread going with the same character. Let me know if you don't wish to be tagged. I'll put a little slash in front of the @.

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Chase wiggled around and got to his paws, too, his tail awag. “It’s pawsome to have you back! So you-”

He paused, confused. “Wait, who’s… ‘her’? Who do you smell?”

AU Verse; Leader

In all the moons Bluestar had served ThunderClan as their leader, she never could’ve imagined that their home- the only one her cats’ ancestors and themselves had ever known- was being destroyed. Torn apart.

Twolegs were responsible for the destruction, the danger… but no matter how resentful she was, no matter how angry, she was a clan leader. She had to be strong for her clanmates.

ThunderClan’s deputy, Tigerclaw, was watching over the camp for now, acting as leader in her place until she returned, which she’d told him would be the next day.

She hoped it was true.

Jax fixed the other with a look of great confusion. “Uh, ‘ew’? Huh…”

“Nice try, but-! Weak. I could say the same thing, though!” He delivered a scrutinizing glance up and down at his… ‘copy’, as he assumed they were.

“What’s with that mane?” he giggled, his head tilting forwards a little. Jax maintained eye contact, his brows furrowed and gaze sharp.

This was creepy- this whole weird situation.

He was uneasy. But, mindlessly scratching a bit of the fluff on his chest, he continued.

“Caine must’a REALLY gone all out with the cute little rabbit look for you, eh? Y’kinda look like a little kid’s toy. No offense.”

Verse One- Main.

“C’mon, Theo!” Alvin called from the bottom of the stairs, not wearing a costume this time around; Halloween was still two days away.

He’d made a deal with the youngest Chipmunk boy: if he went with him to the haunted house a few blocks away and made it all the way through, Alvin would make spooky cookies with him.

He didn’t mind the idea of making cookies, but he had only done it… twice in his life? Well, it wasn’t important. He was about to have a great night, full of intense energy, free candy from the folks at the back of the house (for when one made it through)… and, of course, good ol’ scares!

Verse One- Cub.

“Hey!” Simba called, looking way up at the branch Iago was perched on, “you’re Zazu’s pal, right?”

The lion cub smiled and lifted his tufted tail, flicking the end back and forth. His brown eyes stayed on the feathered animal, but not in a predatory manner; he was actually quite curious about him! “I think it’s you, anyway… he’s talked about a red bird with some blue feathers on his wings b’fore. If it is you, your name’s Iago… I think.”

Simba twitched an ear, blinking expectantly. “Are ya gonna come down here or stay in that tree all day? I’m not gonna hurt you, y’know.”

“Mhm,” he answered, nodding. There was a bit of a rumble in his hummed reply, but it wasn’t an accident. “That is right, darlin’.”

Charlie did admire Kitty’s legs for a second or two, but after that, his chocolate-colored eyes flicked back up to meet her deep blue ones. He’d wanted to trace a claw across her pristine white fur, but he didn’t.

“Well, y’know somethin’? I think the messier parts of ourselves are the better ones, sometimes- don’t you think?”

The canine’s ears unconsciously lowered a little in his relaxed state, and he went on: “You strike me as the type a’ lady who can, without a single doubt, hold her own in an argument, for starters. Maybe you’ve been through some things you wouldn’t get into outright… but that’s just one thing we got in common.”

Big pupils and half-lidded eyes stayed on Kitty, the tip of his tail wiggling in the start of a full wag.

Charlie stood up, reluctantly turning his gaze towards the door. “If ya ain’t too busy here tonight… it would sure be nice of ya ‘ta come with me, maybe sit around outside for a while… countin’ the stars, or whatever it is people do outside after dark.”

He winked. “Aside from the obvious.”