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viciousblondybae · 1 year
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𝐢. ⠀𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐃𝐔𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 . . . 
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⠀⠀ ⠀﹒ ⠀Holli Would  , Cool World , mature themes
⠀⠀ ⠀﹒ ⠀Indie, semi selective, third-person
⠀⠀ ⠀﹒ ⠀7 years of roleplay experience.
⠀⠀ ⠀﹒ ⠀Multi-ship, unreserved.
⠀⠀ ⠀﹒ ⠀ penned by Van , she/her , +20 .
⠀⠀ ⠀﹒ ⠀ faceclaim : Haley Benett
༣・⛲️ ⠀.⠀ ݁ ⠀ Ϟ✍︎ ⠀ 𝑎𝑑𝑚𝑖𝑛 𝑛𝑜𝑡𝑒 . . .
Here’s Van joining for the first time on tumblr since a friend of mine recommended it. Hopefully I’d get to meet more awesome folks over there & interactions! Also crossovers and ocs are welcome , if you’re a minor may I advised you to stay away ♡︎
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nikabelaascht · 7 years
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♥I’ve had the lineart to this done for a while but I forgot to post it up! 
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bajuaku-tanahabang · 3 years
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Gamis Seruty Modern
Rp. 400.000.
Bahan seruty.
Uk. Allsize fit xl.
ℹ️ Order via WA.
WA 0812 8336 2400.
WA 0815 7555 9785.
Kirim foto barang yg diorder, sertakan Nama, Alamat Lengkap, no HP (dalam satu chat).
💳 Rekening An. Wahyu Julia.
🚚 Pengiriman dari Jakarta.
https://www.instagram.com/p/CRdQhx5lFVP/?utm_medium=tumblr
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musingisms · 7 years
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modernrp is a good one!!
never really watched modern family, so thankful this rp isn’t canon. i’ll definitely consider this one, thank you for the suggestion !
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ingcnues-blog · 7 years
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modernrp it's seriously the best group i've been in, in awhile and the members are so nice and inclusive!
omg how come i never came across that before??? honestly, i usually go for full bio rps but this definitely caught my attention and like, i’m totally sending an app. i’m so happy that you’re telling me the people are nice because i feel like rps are lacking that ‘family’ sense these days and it’s just full of ooc drama so i think it’ll be refreshing to play in a nice environment. thank you so much anon 
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viciousblondybae · 11 months
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REGULATIONS / RULES 💋
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First off, all people involved and characters must be over eighteen to interact with this blog. If you’re a minor or a personal acc, please stay away.
Crossovers & Ocs are welcome.
Plotting would be preferred if you wish to interact with me outside of tumblr. Otherwise, I’m open to any sort of interaction as long as the first point above is respected. If you’re a multi-muse blog , please specify which character you are planning to use!
Tell me your triggers if you have any since I’ll be implying mature themes (language etc..)
No drama or any forms of abuse, you’ll be blocked without questioning.
Be patient , I usually reply as soon as possible. If anything, let me know if something is coming up. I wouldn’t mind starting a new thread!
 Keep IC & OOC separate. ( to avoid mixing them)
 For ships you’ll have to interact with Ms.Holli to make the chemistry happen ;) 
I don’t mind writing nsfw but I feel comfortable doing this in private and with a plot to add-up. I don’t do ‘drps’ like that.
No god-mod / controlling of my character, thank you.
And finally have fun because that’s what roleplays are for!
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ahopefulqueen · 2 years
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"Please, Call me Padmé, I haven't been Queen for some time now."
When your all grown up and wiser then you was when you was a child. I still think my younger self could have done better.
#FandomlessRP
#ModernRP
#OpenStarter
#DrinksAnyone
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Lady in White | modern!Jadis and Fen
Feathered curtains parted, revealing a staggering vast, blue sky. Freed from the clouds, the sun’s warmth trickled over Central Park, enticing trees to exude their vibrant colors and prodding children to run faster. The same prickling heat washed over Fen’s face. The young man sat on a bench, his legs stretched and spread out while his head rolled back, consuming all the sun rays that pierced through the leaves of a maple tree. Eyes were closed. A hum riddled his exposed throat. There was no music but the children’s laughter from a playground not far from his bench. And it was to that he hummed along with.
A peacful day, a warm day. It had been a week since he could relax under the sun instead of staying in his apartment overflowing with people. Fen draped his arms over the bench's backrest and he sighed, letting his song dwindle to a stop. "Who the hell said getting fired was hell?"
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ahopefulqueen · 2 years
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She always played the Happy Queen
But deep down she was Sad.
#FandomlessRP
#ModernRP
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The Blue Man | Samuel and Fen
The scent was as crisp as the pressed, blue shirt the man had on. Not much older than Fen, the man nevertheless held an air of authority, one that couldn’t be mustered from Fen’s slackened posture complete with one ankle over his thigh and only his upper back clinging onto the chair’s backrest. 
“Crap,” Fen muttered, his mouth now slack around the straw of his cotton candy frappuccino as he watched the policeman order. Laying down both the drink and the cook book he got from the library, Fen scowled. Blue men always meant trouble. Gossamer cuffs stung his wrists and the spectral floor of juvie cleaved his cheek, fights against other kids convicted of other crimes trashed in him, and the deaf blue men studied him, observing, waiting for a chance to catch him again. Fen hunched over the small table, his fist holding up his head, his eyes scanning the room. It was the morning rush, and Starbucks was teeming with people in which the stench of perfume and aftershave lingered in the air like coffee beans and pastry sweets being advertised as a “healthy breakfast.” Fen’s eyes thinned. “Crap.”
Only two seats were open for the blue man. One: next to a lady with a nauseating amount of perfume. Two: the seat across from him, always empty as courtesy of his sharp eyes.
Fen stood to leave, suddenly motivated to end his break early.
His frap fell.
“Frigging luck.”
Grabbing his book, he used his apron and wiped the table.
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Stolen iPod | Liu and Fen
-skips songs on stolen iPod- The frick. This must have belonged to some pre-teen kid... -stops and grins-
Liu. C'mere. -lays chin on her head, hugs her from behind, and whispers, singing- "If I was your boyfriend, I'd never let you go"... ... ...Crap. What is this white boy's say--ah. Here we go. "Swag swag swag, on you."
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raisedlovingbornfighting saw you.
Yeah? Need something?
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Playtime Not Homework | Osa and Fen
Hey, kid -ruffles Osa’s hair- surprise, surprise—I’m your babysitter today. What you want first—ice-cream or a piggy-back ride?
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This is Ours | Liu and Fen
Faint yet golden rays peeked in between closed shutters. They lit dust in the small room in their travel to the bed, their fingers prying and prodding the outline underneath the covers till they reached the face of the man lying on his stomach. Fen held his phone close to his eyes and squinted at the time as if he could manipulate time and edge it to seven at night instead of seven in the morning. To no avail, his shift at Starbucks blaring at him as time changed to 7:01, Fen sat up with a groan, his abrupt movement shaking the light off him and sentencing the stagnant dust into a disarray of twirls and spirals intertwined by sunlight. Not bothering to make the bed, Fen strode out to the apartment’s main room.
Though the apartment was made for two people at most, what could be called the living room had blankets and pillows strewn about—the remains of several kids in the Pack. Fen made his way over the mess, kicking, grabbing, tossing anything from pillows to cellphones. Aside from them, the apartment was bare, stark, and clutching at the memory that he and Liu had only moved in two days ago after months of him legally earning his way through. It was the least he, the one who wasn’t enrolled in school, could do.
What could pass of as the kitchen was only a few feet away. He could see white strands encompassing the morning light, creating miniscule sunrays which flitted and arched according to the angled shoulders behind them. It was a sight to admire, to revere and leave undisturbed. And it was a sight that he could now experience every day.
“’morning.”
Fen fell on the couch lumped with more blankets. He raised an arm straight up, his hand open and ready for anything that would be tossed first: bread or a bottle of chocolate milk.
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