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Do you like loud-mouthed rappers with an overabundance of confidence? Well, you've come to the right place! Give this post a like and a reblog if you're interested in roleplaying with a heavily canon divergent Boyfriend from Friday Night Funkin' inspired character! Funked with finesse by Bee. 18+ individuals only. Personal blogs, please do not interact!
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Do you like axolotls? Clouds, perhaps? How about a hybrid of the two, with a sunny disposition and murderous tendencies lurking just beneath the surface? If any of these things interest you, let me introduce you to KIBBY, an axolotl-cloud critter with a penchant for murder and a permanent grin! She's a new face at Smiling Friends, but she's good at what she does, even if she's ending lives on the side. Please give this post a ♡ and a ↻ if you're interested in roleplaying with my Smiling Friends OC!
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Give this post a like and a reblog if you're interested in roleplaying with my Smiling Friends OC, Kibby! 18+, crossover, multiverse and original character friendly. Please read my Carrd and pinned post!
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i know i've made these types of posts a few times before, but if you don't already have my discord, like this post and i'll dm it to you, or you can message me on there if we already are friends. :3
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this is kibby, my smiling friends oc! would anyone roleplay with her, yes or no......... (art by my darling <3)
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update on where i've been + vent warning, i'll put it under a read more lol. warning for mention of terminal illnesses.
stuff irl is still tough, i'm being bad-mouthed about at work for no reason and one of my family members is terminally ill. coping the best i can, i want to come back here but i can't guarantee fast replies and/or a consistent muse. i want to make an account for my smiling friends oc because she's bringing me a lot of joy right now, but i'm not sure how popular she'd be.
but, uhh, yeah. i'm on discord more often than not, so hit me up if you want it, but for now, i'm either going to remain on hiatus or bring my oc here. thanks for reading.
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i may or may not be on hiatus for a while, feeling a bit burnt out, but i'm over on my new kin blog if anyone wants to follow me and chat there, it's @beefxml! i'll come back here soon i'm sure, just need a break due to irl stuff.
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i wanna bring xml back, stupid dumb-dumb ass
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Pained, ragged breaths leave Cheryl's lips as she struggles to stay upright, but she's fighting a losing battle, much like the one they just left behind. Thankfully, Miyke is there for her to hold onto, and hold onto him she does. Gritting her teeth, the demoness' gaze flits to her arm, eyes narrowing at the sight. The beast's teeth have rendered it horribly mutilated, so much so that you can see the bone. She's not squeamish by any means, but seeing such a horrific injury on herself does make her stomach turn.
❝Ah, fuck... I-I just need to wrap it up and let it heal itself. My parents can't know, th-they'll probably blame you...❞
A simple wrap will not remedy the injury whatsoever, but thankfully Cheryl has regenerative abilities. It'll just take her a while to fully heal.
The urge to help her grew the longer he stood by, watching her fight off the monster. He gripped his mic tighter in his hand, keeping a close eye on the battle in front of him. Fate just loved to fuck them over, didn't it? Couldn't they have one normal date?
Miyke flinched at the howl of agony that torn from Cheryl's throat as the beast's teeth dug into her arm. The sound deafening. Before he could do anything, the demoness was flung into the same wall the monster that crashed into moment's before.
Fuck!
He opened his mouth, ready to hurry over to her, before his girlfriend beat him to it. Grabbing onto him, she teleported them away, somewhere safe. Hopefully.
"Shit, Cheryl, you okay?" Miyke gripped her, trying to keep her steady in case she passed out. She looked like she was about to. "What do you want me to do? I can't heal you - do you want to go to the hospital? To your parents?"
Panic laced every word that left the mortal's mouth. Cheryl was badass, taking on that thing all by herself, he could admit that, and goddamn if that didn't kindle an even stronger love for her. But she was hurt. She could be hurt. And that was something Miyke never wanted to see.
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Wiping perspiration from her brow, Cheryl adjusts her stance, taking a deep breath to calm her rapidly beating heart. Adrenaline courses through her veins, keeping her from collapsing from exhaustion, but it's clear that one well-placed hit will do her in if she isn't careful. Unfortunately, Cheryl's hubris clouds her judgment, meaning she isn't being as cautious as she needs to be.
❝Sorry, uggo, but you're interrupting my date night. Bye-byeeeee!❞
Cheryl propels herself forward, putting every last bit of her strength into a punch aimed for the beast's head. Unfortunately for her, it opens its mouth right before the attack can connect, sinking its teeth into her arm. What follows is an almost animalistic howl of pain from Cheryl and, before she knows it, she's being thrown into the very same wall the creature had collided with, the impact knocking the wind out of her. She attempts to push herself to her feet, or at least onto her knees, but she isn't able to stay up for long before falling right back down.
❝Ugh... motherfucker...❞
Cheryl hisses, gaze flicking from the beast to Miyke. She heaves a resigned, almost annoyed sigh despite her position, teleporting herself over to her lover before the beast can close in on her. She reaches up to grab his hand before transporting them somewhere safe, far away from the creature, struggling to stay conscious.
Despite the want, the need, to help her, Miyke knew it was best that he stayed put. Cheryl could handle herself; she was a demon, and have powers at her command. Whereas he was just a human, and would only get in the way.
His dark gaze held worry in them as he watched his lover deal with the monster before them. Both were tired from their brawl, but each refused to back down. He hoped not to the death, but if one did die, it had better be the beast.
Once his girlfriend turned to face him, he could see the exhaustion on her face, in her eyes. As powerful as she was, Cheryl wasn't all powerful. In many ways, she was mortal without being one. Sometimes he could forget that, seeing her as this demon that could do anything - and he wasn't wrong - and so much more.
He gave a nod in response to her inquire, ready to shout at her to look out as the monster charged, but thankfully she turned back just in time to see, and dodge. Miyke scurried further to the side as the creature brawled into the wall, keeping a safe distance away, microphone in hand, ready to smack the being with it, just in case.
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Send a ❦ if you'd consider shipping our muses.
bonus if you add a type of ship you’d like them to be or a thread idea for our muses.
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❝Why do they call it oven when you of in the cold food of out hot eat the food?❞
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Starter for @singcr!
Cheeks flushed, mien disheveled and riddled with sweat, Cheryl is a mess, but you should see the other guy! Speaking of, a grotesque creature of large proportion stands opposite of her, panting with the exertion of their battle. Cheryl pants just as heavily, if not more so, but stands her ground with her head held high and her eyes narrowed, fists balled at her sides. She spares her lover a quick glance to make sure he hasn't been injured in any way, an exhausted smile tugging at her lips.
❝I'm... almost done with this fucker, babe. Then we can go get a McFlurry or somethin', OK?❞
Cheryl says lightheartedly, cracking her neck and rolling her shoulders before returning her attention to her opponent, just in time to watch it barrel toward her, teeth bared and ready to strike. She steps to the side just in time, gritting her teeth as the beast slams into the wall behind her, roaring angrily.
This is sure to be an eventful night.
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Cheryl cants her head, a slight frown pulling at her lips. She clicks her tongue, hovering in the doorway for a moment before crossing the room to settle in, placing her bags at the foot of the bed. She hums, resting her chin in the palm of her hand, eyes giving Ben a quick once-over before she puts on a smile. She may not know how he sustained such injuries, nor will she question it, but she can at least attempt to comfort him in some manner. She may be oblivious to a lot of things, but she can tell he's upset.
❝Nah, I'm good. Damn, that sucks, though. I mean, I wouldn't know how it feels, I'm pretty heat resistant myself, but I bet it hurts.❞
Again, Cheryl's words seem tactless, but she means well. Shaking her head, the demon takes a seat on the bed beside him, still smiling.
❝We could do something to get your mind off it. I could do your nails, or brush your hair, or we could watch a movie or play a game. Your mom's making dinner, so I don't think we'll have to come down until it's ready.❞
Cheryl looks a bit excited now, hoping one of the options sounds appealing enough to Ben. She's already terribly bored and eager to do something fun, leg bouncing idly as she awaits her friend's response.
Though the muffled voice of his mother from the floor below should have tipped Ben off to the arrival of their expected guest, it’s the rather tactless question from behind that tips the boy off to her presence instead. Flinching in a startled fashion where he sat, Ben gives a panicked glance over his shoulder, and then a dry swallow as he looks away again. The boy’s hand pats about for his plain blue jacket hung up on the end of the bed, finding it and slipping the material back over his shoulders and arms, the collar hiding the poorly-cleaned, terribly fresh burn. Another addition to the multitude he carried already, a reminder to behave.
Finally acknowledging the girl’s question, Ben clears his throat and blinks back some more stinging tears before nodding his head, a weak smile on his lips as he turns to briefly tidy up the bed. Forcing smiles like this had become second nature, he didn’t wish to worry somebody he’d be spending the night with because of his own selfishness.
“ Y-Yeah, I’m alright, though. Put your bags wherever you want. ”
Rising from the bed while his hand scoops up the ash-dirtied wipes, Ben is unsure where to place them, but settles for the paper waste basket beneath his desk. In truth, he didn’t want to return downstairs right now to dispose of them properly. It was bad enough holding back tears and acting as if nothing was amiss, but being even acknowledged by his parents in this moment would have felt far worse. There’s another beat of silence before Ben speaks again.
“ …Sorry, uhm— Can I get you anything? ”
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bee loses followers by doing absolutely nothing 😔
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i want a roleplay where cheryl fights a monster to protect someone and gets absolutely FUCKED UP, but manages to defeat the monster anyway. i want to show how strong she can be whilst also showing she's not untouchable, that she can get badly hurt. i also want to show a more serious side to her. lockjaw is one of my favorite fnf songs just because gf is so damn badass!!!
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