Hello to those of you who are reading this. I have something I wish to convey, but I’ll start off with the purpose of this post: I’m leaving the tumblr rpc for good. I’ve thought about this quite a lot, and I believe this is the right conclusion for myself. I might come back in a few months or maybe even in a year, but I will be deactivating all of my accounts in the next two days.

I’m leaving mostly to focus on my mental health. My depression often fluctuates and I don’t think I can bring myself to keep writing when I can hardly bring myself to answer IMs.

The other reason is because the rpc isn’t what it used to be. I’m not going to be here anymore, so I’m going to be honest about my thoughts and feelings. Years ago, there was a vibrancy to roleplaying. Nobody was afraid to mix series together, make silly plots, nor did it feel as divided as it does today. Sure, it was a chaotic time, but I had so much fun just being able to be free with what I wanted to do with characters. It just feels very divided. I don’t want that. People have been burnt by others and I think that’s potentially why groups don’t just band together, but it feels very much like a dictatorship sometimes. It’s not who you know, it’s who favours you in this community. All humans give into favouritism, that’s just how we function, but to see people sometimes try their best and still end up unseen is really tiresome. I’ve seen people come and go because of it.

I’m not blaming anyone in particular, these are just my observations across years of being here. Maybe things will change for the better at some point, but for now, there’s too much for me to be worrying about. I hope everyone has wonderful lives. Stay safe.

Haru, signing off for the last time.

  He studies the young man carefully. Hint of red in darker hair - may he only be a quarter, but some of the features of an ancient blood was distinct - similar how dogs could be told apart from wolves. Mehua, Santana, never hid the fact he had descendants among humans. Yet, even without holding that information, the strongest implication to Kars was the SCENT.

  ❝ — You must be Yujiro’s son, then. ❞ He simply responds, sitting down opposite to Baki as he was willing to continue the discussion. They were family, after all. The great grandfather, was a title he was willing to accept as a sign of their bond.  ❝ —  I raised your grandfather since he was a baby, blood or not, the bond is the same. ❞

To his question about the age, Kars closes his eyes with amused hum. Over hundred thousand  years, amount of years humans had hard time to wrap their mind around, just like this young man.

Definition of “Pimp”. So please don’t pin Cesar down to be those men who go around beating his employees. I would like to bold this section though

Is now an official Darling. And is available (with agreement by Muu’s mun) for Master/Pet interactions.