Water Writer Just like water, you carry your readers in a new world, and they just can’t do anything but follow. Your poetic writing allures the readers in with beautiful words, just for them to find themselves on the deepest oceans floors, where you make them taste pain in its sweetest form. Water writers are the gentlest liars, they show the readers a small stream, and no one can see the waterfall at the end. If you were a tag, you would definitely be ‘Everything is Beautiful But Everything Hurts’. Cliffhangers are one of your strong points that, mixed with your incredible versatility, make you a great writer. Your stories have a deep meaning, and never miss to leave traces on your reader's hearts. You don’t limit yourself, you like to explore the deepest parts in the human soul, and that’s why readers can sometimes find MCD in your stories. Your endings tend to be sad or open, and your stories have the power to drag your readers with you, from the highest waves of a storm, and to the darkest secrets of the ocean.

Juke Box Roleplay

ALRIGHT! I am back to writing so let’s do some open call for roleplays going on. Here is the idea, please pick one song from the list below and I will pick the character that the song reminds me of (obviously if you have a particular character is mind, please by all means say so). I will then be writing a scean based on this song. I will also be adding a Crossover section as well, just for funzies. This means these songs make me think of two of my characters (ex: The Plagues (Prince of Egypt)- Cover by Johnathan Young Has always spoken to me for Saturn, but I can do a crossover between Krystal and Saturn based on this song). One last thing I am a mature writer I do not shy away from violence, some abuse, gore, horror. If you are triggered by any of these please let me know in your ask and I will tailor my writing to help lessen this. I will add trigger warnings in to my posts but it is your responsibility to tell me beforehand. The Songs: The Plagues (Prince of Egypt)- Cover by Johnathan Young Playing with the Big Boys (Prince of Egypt)-Cover By Johnathan Young Mayhem- Halestorm The Next Right Thing-Frozen Her Name Is Alice-Shinedown Savage Daughter- Sarah Hester The Fear-The Score The Fighter- In This Moment The Funeral- Band Of Horses The Jungle- X Ambassadors Human- RagnBone Man Empire- Beth Crowly Hard to Kill- Beth Crowly The Sound Of Silence- Disturbed Natural- Imagine Dragons Never Enough- Laura Ellond What’s Up Danger- Into The Spider Verse Scared of The Dark- Into The Spider Verse If I had a heart- Vikings Theam song Jenny Of Oldstones- Game of Thrones cover Jeckyll and Hyde- Five Finger Death Punch Arsonist’s Lullaby- Hozier Almost-Hozier Crossover songs: The Plagues (Prince of Egypt)- Cover by Johnathan Young The Chain- Fleetwood Mac You’re Gonna Go Far Kid- The Offspring

@tornscales The half-breed did her best to breath sucking in gulps of air that felt as though they became stuck in her heart. She tried again going slower at Orion’s instruction doing her best to mimic the dragon though that was much, much harder sine she was a dragon. Somewhere in the depths of Krystal’s mind something told her the woman was not evil but the panic kept the voice quiet and hard to hear. Sucking in another gulp of air the hybrid felt something in her chest slowly uncoil from her heart. Air rushed to her lungs with sweet relief. The heat from her chest slowly calmed. She could see the real world around her again as the horrible tainted golden eyes faded away in the recesses of her memory.  Finally Krystal recognized Orion��s touch as her sapphire eyes cleared of the fog of memory. She blinked her body sluggish to respond to her. Orion smiled at her gently rubbing her shoulders as he did so. He chose to ignore the dragon’s remarks about the hybrid she didn’t know this land the way they did,, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t grateful. Krystal’s father had been different and so had her mother, though they were still technically traitors, perhaps that was why his friend was so different from the others. Perhaps this dragon was like her father different. IF she was Orion wondered if she might side with there side of the war and if she were willing to how was he going to tell his father? “Thank you” Orion breathed out as Krystal leaned in to him. the hybrid closed her eyes and took in her friend’s scent as one hand rested against his chest. The hunter rested his cheek against Krystal’s head though his pale blue eyes never left the dragoness.  “Do you not have hybrids where you come from?” Krystal said nothing as she looked to the ground her wings tucking closer to her body as her hands came up to cover the scales on her wrists. Her sapphire eyes squeezed shut as her glamor rippled back in to place to hide what she was so ashamed of. She willed herself to stand on her own again crossing her arms across her body to better hide her dragon blood.  “T-thank torn....” Krystal murmured softly a background to her human companion. It wasn’t often referred to other hybrids in front of her and it always hurt when he referred to any other hybrid as evil. He had never mad her feel evil or unwanted but she knew what he was trained for and everey so offten she was reminded of it. . 

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Krystal sucked in a breath as cruel golden eyes stared at her from a memory. Screams, blood fear, running. They all merged at once in the forefront of her mind as Krystal’s mouth went dry. The woman wasn’t a hybrid, she was a dragon. oh sweet merciful elements a dragon was standing in front of her. The hybrid couldn’t stop shaking she lost all thought as she slowly backed away. Orion gripped his weapon anew with one hand the other reaching out to grab his friends shoulder. Something in him began speaking. The dragon wasn’t dangerous , that was to say she didn’t seem to be on There side of the war.  “You really don’t know? the dragon’s and mages have been at war with one another for centuries”  The hunter explained as his senses told him to release the weapon. He turned to his friend doing his best to bring her back from the memory. HIs voice turned soft his hands gentle as he rubbed her arms trying to get her to look at him. He could feel the questions from the dragon in front of them as he sighed.  “Hybrids are hunted, they are mostly evil creatures. My people act as there main enemy. From what I know Krystal is the only acceptation to the rule.” Orion explained mostly as a curtesy. If she wasn’t evil, and not on the dragon’s then there was no reason for him to attack. That being said he wasn’t willing to fully trust the stranger with every detail of his people in the first few minuets of meeting her. Besides Krystal’s panic attack was more pressing. “Hey come on, come back Kryss breath. Slow deep breaths you’re ok breath” The hybrid tried to suck in air but she felt so trapped. She wanted to run, to hide to fight to do something but her body wouldn’t obey her. She kept seing those eyes, those horrid golden eyes staring at her promising her death. A dragon’s growl erupted from the woman’s throat a forgine sound that cause the hunter to jump and reach for his weapon again only to let it go as he tried to bring his friend back. 

Ah. It seems their world too was experiencing their own version of the ‘War of Tung’. How tragic, to be witness to such a thing again after so long. And they hunt those who are but children of two opposing races, claiming them to be evil.

“How curious, to claim so boldly that any living creature be inherently evil by design.” The dragoness spoke, her voice calm but cold like ice. “Just as it would be said that all of mankind too were corrupted and faulty to do any true good. But I digress.”

“Hear my voice, child of earth and sun.” Lisanna spoke, her voice taking on a separate yet synched pitch at the same time, giving the impression of two voices speaking as one. Her blue eyes shone brightly, illuminated as if lit by blue flames. Holding her hands outstretched to both sides, she clenched them into fists and gently brought them together just below her ribs as she rested on both knees. Yet all the while this happened, her knowing eyes never broke contact from Krystal, as if suggesting the half born to mimic her posture.

“Take into thine lungs the free air, and let the winds coil and blow through thine body for but a few moments before releasing that which ails you into the open, like the sea breeze upon a clouded day. Do this as much as is necessary.”

Krystal sucked in a breath as cruel golden eyes stared at her from a memory. Screams, blood fear, running. They all merged at once in the forefront of her mind as Krystal’s mouth went dry. The woman wasn’t a hybrid, she was a dragon. oh sweet merciful elements a dragon was standing in front of her. The hybrid couldn’t stop shaking she lost all thought as she slowly backed away. Orion gripped his weapon anew with one hand the other reaching out to grab his friends shoulder. Something in him began speaking. The dragon wasn’t dangerous , that was to say she didn’t seem to be on There side of the war.  “You really don’t know? the dragon’s and mages have been at war with one another for centuries”  The hunter explained as his senses told him to release the weapon. He turned to his friend doing his best to bring her back from the memory. HIs voice turned soft his hands gentle as he rubbed her arms trying to get her to look at him. He could feel the questions from the dragon in front of them as he sighed.  “Hybrids are hunted, they are mostly evil creatures. My people act as there main enemy. From what I know Krystal is the only acceptation to the rule.” Orion explained mostly as a curtesy. If she wasn’t evil, and not on the dragon’s then there was no reason for him to attack. That being said he wasn’t willing to fully trust the stranger with every detail of his people in the first few minuets of meeting her. Besides Krystal’s panic attack was more pressing. “Hey come on, come back Kryss breath. Slow deep breaths you’re ok breath” The hybrid tried to suck in air but she felt so trapped. She wanted to run, to hide to fight to do something but her body wouldn’t obey her. She kept seing those eyes, those horrid golden eyes staring at her promising her death. A dragon’s growl erupted from the woman’s throat a forgine sound that cause the hunter to jump and reach for his weapon again only to let it go as he tried to bring his friend back. 

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@tornscales   Orion hiss out a curse as his hand few back to the dagger at his side dropping in to a defensive stance as he did so. He would have attacked out right had the woman next to him not grabbed him and pulled him back. The hunter spun his head to look at the cloaked hybrid at his side but she wasnt looking at him. Her hands were shaking but her eyes were the woman. “Wait!” She pleaded with Orion who was trying to shake her off his Arivast training kicking in the moment a threat was detected. It was however this wait that made the hunter think rather than just react. Was there a threat here? It certainly didn’t feel like it but the woman, her horns, everything screamed dragon at him. Krystal however nervous didn’t seem to be afaird. This was rare for her as Krystal feared most people in the world. Orion slowly released his dagger though he did not relax. Krystal sighed and released her friend’s hand turning back to the woman. “You really must be a stranger here if you are so willing to reveal your horns like that. Especially in front of an Arivast.” The woman smiled and motioned to her very tense friend. “I am Krystal and he is Orion. You’ve come very close to a clan here and if they saw you…well…you saw Orion’s reaction.” The woman sighed softly. Orion muttered something at Krystal but she ignored it as hope bloomed in her. Perhaps this woman was another hybrid, one that didn’t seem to hold malice. Someone like her, who just wanted to live there life. It was a bad idea, a very bad idea but Krystal lowered her glamor letting it fall away from her like water. Orion gasped reaching out to try and stop her but it was too late. Krystal sapphire wings slowly opened than closed again in a heart shape at her back. Scales the same color as her wings and eyes bloomed across her wrists, neck and arms. Her nails became claws that gripped her forearms that crossed over her chest

Fear was soon replaced by curiosity, then by understanding, and then acceptance as she saw her reveal her horns. It seemed that whatever she was, her kind wasn’t as kindly looked upon as she thought.

“Well, if we’re putting pretenses all aside, then I can be rid of this outfit for the time being.”

With a wave of her hand, the glamour spell lifted to reveal the dragoness in her true beauty. Pale blue skin adorned in blackened scales as slick as mother-of-pearl, claws and talons revealed on the ends of her hands and bare feet, a long pointed tail that swayed behind gently, and yet another pair of horns that sprouted from atop her head as spikes began studding down her spine. But rather than wings, webbing revealed itself between her digits and a small pair of gill-fins popped out near the top of her neck, as a pearlescent sheen did her scales take. She was no regular dragon; she was a sea dragon.

“Oh them. I’m not one to brag too much, but I don’t think they’d be able to land even a single blow to me if they tried. Armed and violent, sure. But they’re certainly not the most trained warriors I’ve seen, nor the fastest by any margin.”

She turned her attention now towards the man named Orion and gave him a knowing smile, before looking between the two of them.

“But aye, I am not from these lands as you noted. Are your kind truly that despised, or is there but another reason for your desperate attempts to hide away?”

@tornscales   Orion hiss out a curse as his hand few back to the dagger at his side dropping in to a defensive stance as he did so. He would have attacked out right had the woman next to him not grabbed him and pulled him back. The hunter spun his head to look at the cloaked hybrid at his side but she wasnt looking at him. Her hands were shaking but her eyes were the woman. “Wait!” She pleaded with Orion who was trying to shake her off his Arivast training kicking in the moment a threat was detected. It was however this wait that made the hunter think rather than just react. Was there a threat here? It certainly didn’t feel like it but the woman, her horns, everything screamed dragon at him. Krystal however nervous didn’t seem to be afaird. This was rare for her as Krystal feared most people in the world. Orion slowly released his dagger though he did not relax. Krystal sighed and released her friend’s hand turning back to the woman. “You really must be a stranger here if you are so willing to reveal your horns like that. Especially in front of an Arivast.” The woman smiled and motioned to her very tense friend. “I am Krystal and he is Orion. You’ve come very close to a clan here and if they saw you...well...you saw Orion’s reaction.” The woman sighed softly. Orion muttered something at Krystal but she ignored it as hope bloomed in her. Perhaps this woman was another hybrid, one that didn’t seem to hold malice. Someone like her, who just wanted to live there life. It was a bad idea, a very bad idea but Krystal lowered her glamor letting it fall away from her like water. Orion gasped reaching out to try and stop her but it was too late. Krystal sapphire wings slowly opened than closed again in a heart shape at her back. Scales the same color as her wings and eyes bloomed across her wrists, neck and arms. Her nails became claws that gripped her forearms that crossed over her chest

“What happened?” (Dealers choice)

@cceancycs A loud bang, screeching tires, and someone yelled for him to get out of the way. Dreamer caught the car out of the corner of his eye before moving quickly, perhaps too quickly, out of the way nearly knocking over a woman in the crowded city. The car slammed into a phone pole saving several pedestrians from what would have been an unpleasant day. In the chaos of movement and yelling Dreamer detangled himself from the woman helping her to her feet as he became an opened mouth onlooker. "What happened?" He asked her keeping his head up and looking around and not meeting her gaze. He only glanced down a few times assessing the young woman before looking back up again as the crowd of onlookers pressed closer to the car. Somewhere in the distance hear could hear the beginnings of the wail of a siren. Someone had been smart enough to call for help while others were doing their best to check on the reckless driver. "Did someone get hit?" Dreamer asked the girl whom he now realized he was still holding up and slowly released her not wanting her to fall again. He tried to press back into the crowd acting as if he wanted to get a better look hoping the girl would do the same as he tried to fade into the background of noise and movement.

An older woman crossed paths of Krystal and Orion, appearing as a flash of blue out of nowhere. She appeared dressed in fairly worn adventuring gear, leather armor with some greaves and scarf to cover against sand, and seemingly unarmed. Her hair waved in the breeze, streaks of white through her lapis shaded hair and the wrinkles under her eyes giving the slightest hint to her age. She raised a hand to wave at the pair, her eyes squinting a little from her smile. "It's not often you come across a young couple out on the roads. Where are your paths taking you this fine day?"

@tornscales Orion nearly jumped out of his skin at the sudden appearance of the strange woman. His hand flying out to push the undisguised hybrid behind him though she needed little prompting as she practically dove behind the young hunter. Orion opened and closed his mouth several times trying to think of something to say to what an Arivast and Hybrid might be doing out together and not trying to kill one another.  “I...uh....we....uh” Orion did his best to answer as Krystal cast a hasty spell over her self dissolving his sapphire wings and scales to tanned skin. Slowly the woman peeked out from behind the hunter as the woman greeted them warmly. She had expected shouting, confusion not warmth. "J-Just out for a walk and you ma'am" Krystal replied for her friend as she brushed her long dark brown hair behind her ear that had been falling over sapphire eyes. With a her glamor firmly in place and a hope that this stranger did not notice her before hand Krystal did her best to hide her schock gently elbowing Orion in the side to close his mouth. "Y-Yeah out for a walk." The hunter replied sheathing a dagger her hand drawn on reflex and ran a hand through his shaggy light brown hair as pale blue eyes flicked to his friend then back to this new woman. (I am so, so, so sorry if you sent this to a while ago I didn't notice it until today)

RANDOM INJURY CARETAKING STARTERS

“You’re cold, come here.”

“Breathe, breathe, it’s gonna be okay.”

“Hey, I’ve got you. You’re okay, I’ve got you.”

“Shh, shh, it’s alright. It’s okay.”

“I’m right here. I’m not leaving you, alright?”

“Look at me.”

“You’re hurt, you need to sit down.”

“You’re bleeding.”

“It’s just a flesh wound.”

“I’m fine, stop worrying so much.”

“You need to rest.”

“I’ll rest when I’m dead. Let’s go.”

“Hey, stay with me.”

“Woah, steady.”

“You’re shaking.”

“I can hear your heartbeat from here.”

“I can feel your heartbeat.”

“Count to ten for me, and then backwards to one.”

“Can you hear me?”

“Just focus on my heartbeat, okay?”

“Nothing is gonna hurt you now.”

“Let me take a look at that wound.”

“Take a few deep breaths, it’ll help lower your heart rate and calm your body down a bit.”

“Match your breathing with mine. You can do it.”

“You’re hurt, I’m not leaving you.”

“Just leave me.”

“I’ll be okay, just go.”

“Your heartbeat is so loud.”

“Can you just…hold me?”

“I won’t let go.”

“I know you’re scared, but you’re gonna have to let me go so I can stop you from bleeding out.”

“You’re not dying. I’m not gonna let you.”

“Am I gonna die?”

“I’m so tired…”

“Can I…just…”

“No, no! Open your eyes!”

“Oh thank god, you’re okay.”

“What happened?”

Thank you for staying!

Hello everyone! If your still here thank you for staying here with me. I know I had plans to release some open starters and stuff but unfortunately I had a death in my family that I've been dealing with for two weeks. I am slowly getting back into writing and I am planning on releasing the starts if they are only just the song titles and you guys can just pick the song titles and I’ll pick the character for it.

I AM BACK

AAAAAAND I am back! I know I vanished I had...so...much...happening for a while there. Along with So. Much. Writer’s block. It was bad...it was so bad. But anyway now I am back and Yes I am starting open calls by releasing sceans (starters) that are inspired by songs, for all of my characters. 

Some Ideas

so I think when I get back from work today I am going to be putting out some open call starters or ideas that are all based on songs that remind me of my muses. I am doing this to kickstart any roleplays. It’s kind of quiet on here for me. I know I am not the most active person but this should be fun these songs always bring some sort of scean in to my head so I hope they will spark something for your guys as well.

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Reblog if you’re a roleplayer between ages 21 to 29.

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Open Call

I am hoping to do this right but I am putting pout an open call for any roleplay. Just send me an ask with any character name and I’ll send you a starter.

UNSLEEPING CITY

@cceancycs Dreamer walked the streets of the still noisy city. Even at night the humans never rested, always moving and racing to the next big thing. They never noticed anything that wasn’t right in front of there faces. The Ocuti huffed softly as he stretched one of his shoulders glancing around him self. Normally the man didn’t come to these bustling centers of humans but he was searching for something today.  Currently what he was looking for was eluding him. He couldn’t possibly be the only one here. Had they abandoned this place? Frowning Dreamer turned down a dark alleyway that seemed to swallow the lights of the city.  This is more like it The best king thought to him as the pupil of his eye turned from black to molten gold glimmering in the darkness. If they were going to be anywhere it would be here. The foolish humans who dared to enter down this particular alleyway would be in for a nasty surprise as those he was looking for did not appreciate human company. walking further in to the alleyway Dreamer caught a glimpse of something moving in the dark. Was it one of them? The Beast King lifted his nose up slightly to sniff the air but the stench of the city blocked his ability to identify the figure in the dark.  

Unusual Modern Fantasy/SciFi AUs

send an emoji for a starter based on the corresponding AU or 🎱 for a randomized starter

🏛️NIGHT AT THE MUSEUM: Our muses are both exhibits at a museum that come to life every night

🖋️INKHEART: My muse is a fictional character that your muse wrote and is now alive and at your muse’s door

🌃UNSLEEPING CITY: Your muse becomes aware of the magical underbelly of their city that is invisible to most other residents

🎙WELCOME TO NIGHTVALE: My muse is a scientist sent to document and analyze the strange happenings in a secluded desert town and is aided by your muse, a radio presenter

🌫AMERICAN GODS: In a world where all the old gods are real, our muses, who are gods, must fight to regain the power they once had

🍄ROSEMARY AND RUE: Upon discovering that they are a changeling, my muse is teamed up with yours, another fae creature to solve crimes involving both the human and faerie world

🐲MISS KOBAYASHI’S DRAGON MAID: My muse is a dragon from another realm who pledges themself to act as a maid to your muse, just a normal human person

🦅MAXIMUM RIDE: Our muses are genetically engineered human/avian hybrids who escaped the lab they were raised in and are now on the run from their captor

⚰️WHAT WE DO IN THE SHADOWS: Our muses are vampire roommates from different eras having to struggle with modern problems

🍟THE DEVIL IS A PART-TIMER: Upon being fought and banished from hell, my muse, who is the devil, is forced into the human realm where they work part time at a fast food restaurant alongside your muse, who banished them in the first place

Truth

┏┓ ┃┃╱╲ In this ┃╱╱╲╲ house ╱╱╭╮╲╲ we love ▔▏┗┛▕▔ & appreciate ╱▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔╲ muns 25+ roleplaying ╱╱┏┳┓╭╮┏┳┓ ╲╲ ▔▏┗┻┛┃┃┗┻┛▕▔

because people seem to forget these muns used to be 19-20 y.o., and ‘ApPaReNtLy’ they’re supposed to stop rping once they reach a certain age. complete B-U-L-L-S-H-I-T. do what you enjoy. the hoes are biiig mad.

Shaken dealers choice for Meredith

16. @cceancycs Meredith had hoped Lauren didn’t see her. But she did. She tried to hide at first pretending not to hear any cries of her name. She had been missing for weeks now and most people assumed she was dead. Meredith wanted it that way. It was safer that way. People had to believe she was gone because if they didn’t they would come looking for her. She couldn’t have that, so she disappeared. However, Meredith made a mistake. She had come back to her home town for a few days just to see her burned down house one more time. It was just in a hope that she might find something there to help her understand what had happened. Of course she didn’t find anything and now she was face to face with her bestfriend.  Half panicking the woman looked around herself for some place to hide. She didn’t want to explain what happened, since she wasn’t sure what happened. But Lauren was coming closer, she was almost on her. Her dog, Bear, began wagging and excitedly whimpering seeing the woman he had known since he was a puppy. For Meredith however panic gripped her chest tightly. She couldn’t breath. Finally she was face to face with her friend with no where to hide and with nothing else to say the former dog trainer stared in to her friends eyes. Bear was dancing around her happily licking her hands and yipping like a puppy all over again.  “Hi” Meredith managed to get out even as fire formed on the tips of her fingers. She closed her eyes and smothered the flames quickly, balling her hands in to a tight fist. She didn’t want to have this conversation, she didn’t want to be standing here. But here she was and there was no way out.