This is an Indie, Semi selective, RP blog for multiple characters and fandoms. I tried separating my blogs and it just never worked, so....here we are. Mun 25+
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Dark themes will be written.
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Minors DNI (not in an rp sense you're still welcome to follow if you enjoy my content)
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Please have open communication. Your feelings are important but I am not a mind reader. Things are much more smooth if we chat.
No smut.
Muse list under the cut.
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Supernatural Muses
Dean Winchester
Sam Winchester
John Winchester
Castiel
Joanna Harvelle
Crowley
Meg
Gabriel (Exclusive)
Lucifer (Exclusive)
Death (Lord Death)
Onyx Snow (Faith)- SPN based OC Hunter - FC: Ksenia Solo
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The petite blonde looked back to the portal. She wondered if she went back through, she would end up back home. Or if she'd end up somewhere else entirely. Maybe even somewhere more dangerous. She weighed the option as she turned back to the other. "It's good to meet you Simon. I have a Simon at home too. He's only about five though. My best friends little boy. He calls me his momma. I'm not really, but well....you know how kids are," she mused, lowering her sword further to show she wasn't a threat. Merely just trying to see a bit better in the dim light. Her boots fluttered, lifting her just about an inch off the floor of the cave, taking pressure off her knee.
"Thank you though. I appreciate your help. I can follow you out if that works for you. You seem to know the way pretty well. Can you maybe tell me where we are?" Maybe she should have also asked, when....this was, but she didn't bother. One step at a time seemed like the best option.
"Another Simon," he said before he chuckled lightly. The sword still unnerved him but perhaps carrying one where Evelyn was from was absolutely normal. "You know, if I came to this world with a sword I'd have been better off too. But I promise, there's very little dangerous things on here, just the..."
His words trailed off when he heard the familiar screen of a cave crawler and sighed. "Actually, best keep that close at hand. Might need to whack a few pests. They won't get into the base though."
Simon led Evelyn up the path, drawing out his knife just in case one of those spider bastards decided to attack. "You're on an island, I uh, don't really name islands, just my bases. But I'm taking you to Coral Haven and this planet, is Planet 4546B, but I call it Sereia. I think some texts suggest that it should be named Subnautica, which is also appropriate."
He shrugged and led her safely out of the cave and into daylight. "Just stay close to me and behind me. The path can get narrow."
Evelyn had only intended the sword for light, but when he said something about pests, it made her wonder if it was anything like the werewolves and undead she'd faced in Barovia.
"What was that?" She asked, whirling around toward the sound, though it was only momentary as she followed him as he told her to. Careful to follow just where he'd been, though her boots were doing all the work, carrying her just inches above the cave floor.
"Sereia... I've never heard of it, but....what year is it?" She'd learned that neither portals, nor time, were linear.
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1- What is their biggest regret?
2- What are their darkest thoughts?
3- Do they wish they could βchange sidesβ? Why donβt they?
4- What keeps them up at night?
5- Do they feel held back in life by their status or background?
6- What are the three most important things in their life?
7- Are they currently happy with their life?
8- What life event would they rather die than live through?
9- What is the most challenging thing they have ever done?
10- Do they have any mental illnesses? If so, what?
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[ yank ] sender yanks receiver closer to them, ending up in semi-suggestive close proximity β Kyle to Tony
Tony had decided tonight was a good night to visit Kyle at work. Which was apparently a bad idea. Because Tony wanted to explore and there were way too many haunted robots.
So he didn't question when Kyle pulled him into the office as he tried to step out, but he didn't think Kyle realized how hard he'd yanked him as the two of them landed on the office floor.
"If you wanted tonight to be fun, all you had to do was ask," he teased, lifting his head to look at his soulmate.
A huff came from below Tony before Kyle laughed a little, using his foot to hit the button next to the door, making it clang shut just in time to hear running down the hallway. The fox was running around, the quickest of them.
At least he didn't sap too much power by hanging around outside the door.
"I mean, that wasn't my plan, but.... Now that you mention it, it's not like there are any cameras inside the office," he teased, a grin on his lips.
"We might regret it though. Ghosts have eyes everywhere."
There were so many wounded here. Too many. Sure, Danny wasn't the only medic on the field, but on the whole, there were only about four of them out here. That was nowhere near enough to help all the men that were injured.
Currently, the medic was dragging someone to a foxhole. He had to get the guy out of the range of fire before he could start trying to stop the bleeding.
β for Dante!
Dante had seen the hell and devastation of war several times now though the years, though he had to admit, as technology advanced, carnage and violence grew to new heights. Made his job that much more painstaking.
Another soul shone bright as the body was being dragged away, and he sighed. His own stolen uniform was ragged and covered in blood. He hated disguising himself like this, but he had to get close enough to the battlefield to usher souls, lest they wanted to linger forever. That simply wouldn't do.
"Hey! Hey wait, grab that one over there, but this one already gone!" He called, shouting over the artillery fire.
Despite having the comfort that he'd come back if he died, Dante could only imagine that the death he would face if he did, would be brutal. He didn't envy the pain the dead endured.
Every shell that dropped was like an echo in a world where peace no longer existed. Quickly making his way to the foxhole the other was in, his dark eyes met the medic's.
"My apologies, just..... Bit snappy when I keep thinking that could be me, you know?" He muttered. Another lie. In a way. Sure, it could be him. But he didn't care about this man's orders. Not really. He didn't have the luxury of concern.
The tour bus was quiet as Escher fed. Tonight had been a good night. The venue was packed, the crowd was easy to please, and Paulting had sounded absolutely angelic.
Now, though, it was just the two of them. Pulling back from boyfriend's neck, the vampire licked the bitemarks before resting his chin on Paultin's shoulder, letting out a very content sigh, followed by a slight chuckle.
"You didn't even hiss in pain this time. Good boy," he teased.
Paultin let out a quiet groan at the fuzzy feeling in his limbs. This was just as good as any alcohol. He blinked a bit slowly, eyes bleary as he wrapped his arm around Escher, intending to kiss him like his life depended on it. That was, until his boyfriend spoke.
Something within the Vistani short circuited as his face flushed, his gaze suddenly unable to meet Escher's.
"I uh..." He started, though all words left him as he simply let his fingers curl into the soft fabric of his lover's shirt.
"N-Nothing," Paultin breathed, forcing his dark hues to meet crimson. He was quickly trying to regain composure despite suddenly feeling like a puddle beneath Escher's touch. Normally nothing for under the bard's skin, but that? The soft words that had left his lover's lips? Oh they had burrowed their way into his marrow.
Swallowing thickly, he cleared his throat, mind still swimming from being fed upon.
"I'm perfectly fine." It was a lie. He was a weak, weak man.
Danny couldn't believe his eyes. Metis had told him Hallowed Ground was definitely something special, a place full of magic and the supernatural.
"How theβ¦I thought seeing Steve again was the extent of meeting old friends."
There was something else, a memory trying to force its way to the surface. Something from when he died. But he still wasn't ready to confront those memories yet, so he just took a sip of his drink, pushing it back.
The surprise on Dante's face was genuine as he let his dark gaze trail over Danny.
"Oh..... Oh some deep magic must have gotten to you. It had to be powerful to pluck you from Death's grasp. I'm sure he isn't too happy about that with how long you were gone, but.... I admit, it is very, very good to see you Daniel," he stated, motioning toward the VIP section.
A smile curled at Dante's lips and he shook his head as they sat. He ordered Lance to grab them both a drink, and ordered martini before the blonde looked at Danny as if asking what he wanted.
"No," Dante stated as he watched Lance go over to the bar once Danny had ordered.
"I've never been quite like any of you. Even back then, I was....working a double duty, if you will. I followed orders given by the Captain as I needed to, but my true orders were from Death himself. I work for him as an usher of souls through the veil. In return, I can't die," he explained as simply as he could.
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