so very bare bones . . . but new sideblog dedicated to everyone's favorite surgeon, zayne from love & deepspace. please feel free to ♡ or ↻ if you'd like to interact !

Hello! Please call me Nexus or Niran,also I am 20+ and looking for a roleplay partner who is 20+ I am looking for a multifandom roleplay but currently I am itching for some HAZBIN HOTEL,HAIKYUU,BUNGO: STRAY DOGS AND DESCENDANTS more, though if you aren’t interested in HAZBIN HOTEL. I do have a list of Fandoms that I am in below.Also I am sorry to inform everyone but I do not do CANON X CANON I ONLY DO OCXCANON AND OCXOC. I couldn’t stress this enough cause there had been people who had often come to me and ask for a canonxcanon roleplay. I have no triggers and I am also fine with NSFW content as long as we make out boundaries known and my rp partner is of legal age and also the characters as well. I am fine with wlw,mlm,wlm.Before I forget I am 19+ and is looking for someone either the same age or older, before anything else I also do double ups in ocxcanon and of course in oc x oc.

FANDOMS: ( this is listed alphabetically and love interest are ranked from most to least )

Bungo: Stray Dogs:Kunikida Doppo

Demigods: Paired with your OC

Descendants: Evie, but can do OcxOc as well

Haikyuu: Tsukishima Kei, Kuroo Tetsuro, Ukai Keishin, Bokuto Kotaro

Jujutsu Kaisen: Gojo Satoru, Fushiguro Megumi

Seraph of the End: Guren Ichinose, Kimizuki Shiho, Crowley

Genshin Impact: Zhongli, Xianyun, Itto, Kokomi, Eula, Al Haitham, Ayato, Kaeya, Diluc, Thoma, Yelan, Ganyu, Lisa, Layla, Jean, Kaveh

Honkai: Star Rail: Jing Yuan, Gepard, Serval, Dan Heng

Hazbin Hotel: Alastor

Love and Deepspace: Zayne, Xavier, Rafayel

Narnia ( watched the movies and read book 1 to book 4 ) : Peter Pevensie, Caspian, Edmund Pevensie

Original Roleplay ( animated faceclaims)I have a couple of storyline we can choose.

EXTRA NOTES:

I roleplay in discord and if interested please send me a message 

This is your reminder to drink water throughout the day and go to sleep at a reasonable time.

Doctor's orders.

been thinking about Caleb Nomad again

Commissioned @emry-stars-art again for more Smith art as well as @thefoxesraven 's OCs Jackson and Matthew. Through our RPs they all started dating.

Thank you so much Emry I love it so muchhhhhhhhhhh.

~ OPEN STARTER

This isn't possible. He knows, despite all the wishing he did in his youth, that this is another daydream. Eventually he will wake up wherever he passed out, perhaps on a park bench or on his sofa and it will be back to what it was before. But Zayne also knows about opportunity, waiting for the right moment to strike, pausing before the end of something. So this may be a dream, but he's going to enjoy what he can from it.

He knows Linkon City, knows that is where he currently is (in this apparent dream that feels so different from all of his dreams). And that means he knows where the Hunter he dreams about lives. He knows the address, has it hardwired into his memory and he knows how to get there.

He walks, hands pressing into his black coat, it's early spring, warmer here than what he is used to. Or perhaps he's simply used to the cold. The apartment complex is the same one the doctor version of him has seen dozens of times before. Though he never goes inside, he always stays at a distance -- fool.

Dawnbreaker has no such regard he heads to the third floor, walks to the door he knows is the right one. And he knocks.

AMIDST ART — ୨୧⋆ ˚ an open starter

The art museum stood tall and grand, its stone facade weathered by time yet still exuding an air of elegance and mystery. As the morning sun filtered through the towering windows, shafts of golden light danced across the polished marble floors, casting intricate patterns that seemed to beckon visitors within.

Inside, the vast halls stretched out like a maze of possibilities, each corner hiding treasures waiting to be discovered. Soft music drifted through the air, a gentle melody that mingled with the hushed whispers of patrons as they moved from one exhibit to the next.

The walls, adorned with paintings of every shape and size, seemed to come alive with color, each brushstroke a testament to the artist's vision. From bold strokes of vibrant hues to delicate lines of muted tones, the canvases waiting to be unraveled by eager eyes.

Sculptures dotted the open spaces, their forms frozen in time yet brimming with a sense of movement and life. Marble figures stood tall and proud, their chiseled features immortalized in stone, while delicate statues seemed to dance on pedestals, their graceful curves capturing the imagination of passersby.

𓃦: 𝒊. Amelia Damen, 22 years old [ Love & Deepspace MC ]

Amelia glanced around the art museum, feeling utterly out of place amidst the elegant swirl of colors and shapes that surrounded her. Her friends had insisted on this excursion, claiming it would be a cultural experience she shouldn't miss. Yet here she was, standing awkwardly in the grand halls, her eyes flitting from one painting to another with a sense of bewildered detachment.

Her red hair caught the soft glow of the gallery lights, casting a fiery halo around her as she wandered aimlessly through the museum. Her blue-grey eyes seemed to mirror the muted tones of the paintings lining the walls.

As her friends scattered to admire their favorite pieces, Amelia found herself alone. She shifted uncomfortably, feeling like an imposter in a world where everyone else seemed to belong. The chatter of other visitors washed over her in waves, blending into a soothing hum that did little to ease her unease.

She sighed, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear as she approached a particularly intricate sculpture. It seemed to beckon to her, its smooth curves and sharp angles capturing her attention in a way that the paintings had failed to do. Tentatively, she reached out to touch it, her fingertips grazing the cool surface.

I'm going to the arcade. I've got Claw Machines: From Beginner to Master in my pocket.

Three hundred game tokens and one goal.

I'm going home with this guy.

What should I name him?

...

you would think the seagull would've learned its lesson the first time and, you know—

not fly into the window...

again.

Open starter-- feel free to reply:)

The evening sun shines through the wide windows of Zayne's office, filtering the dust in the air, dancing in and out of view as the man sitting at the desk frowns. It's shining right on his screen, and his fingers still over the keyboard for a moment while he squints, shifts the monitor and then resumes typing his report.

The fan hums in the corner of the ceiling, the fluorescent lights buzz above him, creating a rather irritating distraction. His favorite patient is late-- again, and as much as it does irritate him that they have such a loose sense of time, it's difficult to be upset, not with everything, taken into context. And he still has much to do before he leaves for the night regardless, so today, he eschews giving them a stern call, for their tardiness. He can give it to them in person.

Shadow Puppets AU - the Deadwardian Era

A little while ago I mentioned that Bragi and I had finished the part of the RP that takes place in the Deadwardian Era, and I wanted to do a little special something for it, so have a poster, we've been writing this since late April so it's too long for Tumblr's character limit, here is a Google Doc with a summary of the events in the thread, too

Blood Lad Vol.1 Sentence Starters

"If you ask me, that just sounds like a pain in the ass." "It might not look it, but I've got a lot on my plate here." "I'm not going to get much character development if this keeps up." "What!? (name)'s gonna die? I don't even know who that is!" "You sure do whine a lot." "At this rate he'll tell me we have to gather dragonballs or something." "I'm gonna find out whether you've got the stuff to be my sidekick." "Are you saying that demons can't wear proper clothes?" "In honour of (name) joining us...cheers, I guess!" "Don't clench your teeth!" "Make a face a moron would make!" "Oh, right, because I'm not human anymore." "Hello everyone! I'm totally supposed to be here!" "So I kinda just fell into the demon world, and now I'm a ghost!" "Never let your guard down, got it?" "Go down those stairs and bring me back a certain something." "He stole my magic!" "He might as well steal my heart." "I don't want them, but I'm taking them." "They run fast, but they count slow." "The only thing bowling and boxing have in common is that they both start with 'bo' and end with 'ing'!" "This floor is way comfier than it looks." "Hey, now, don't just go filling in my backstory." "I'm in a nasty mood." "There's this button on the wall that looks like I really shouldn't push it." "You have pushed the challenge button!" "Abusing privilege is bad for your skin."

Was that bird staring...? No, it must have been my imagination.

— ( @zayne-snowman )

The crow looked away as you looked around for it. It keeps its distance until you’re either far enough away or distracted by something else.

It then resumes observing you, but makes sure to dim the glow of its eyes even more than it did. Silently, it moves closer, careful to remain hidden in the foliage of the tree its perched on. Its beak opens partway, appearing as though it’s panting as it tries to record clearer audio of your activities.

Every now and then, it preens itself and moves to another branch, though it always keeps a clear view of you.

@zayne-snowman

On his way to the greenhouse, Demetrius has to make a stop by a small sleeping puddle of a teal niffler on the floor. The poor creature looks so blissfully full after lunch that the nap in the sun by the glass-stained window must seem like heaven for the little thief.

'Aren't you adorable?' chuckles Meech to himself and sits down for a minute. With a frown after some careful deliberations and a hesitant hand, he reaches out and softly pets Nosy's belly. Yes. Meech assumed as such: the niffler is in a food coma.

A few more soft pets follow before Meech gets up to go and feed his sweet sweet cabbages.

As the sunbeams streamed through the glass-stained window, Nosy basked in their warmth, his plump belly rising and falling in a contented rhythm. Oh, what a day it had been! All the treats he had acquired, the treasures he had snatched, the mischief and mayhem - it was almost a bit too much for a humble little Niffler like himself. But only almost.

The stolen goodies, which he would later share with his partner in crime, were tucked safely in his belly pocket, and slowly, like a gentle wave, exhaustion washed over him, and the little menace succumbed to the allure of a deep slumber. 

Blissfully unaware of the approach of the gentle giant, the Niffler was sleeping safe and sound, with dreams filled with flickering flames and tantalising shiny objects. A soft chuckle broke through the haze of Nosy's dreams, but he paid it no mind as he rolled himself into a tiny, snug pile of teal fur, seeking even greater comfort.

The gentle touch on his belly startled him momentarily, but the sensation was so soothing that he couldn't resist purring softly in his sleep. The Gryffindor's presence was but a fleeting interruption in his dream world, quickly forgotten as he surrendered once more to the enchanting allure of sleep.

Hey Nero, which is the most interesting Wanderer that you know?

- @xavierbunbun

When it comes to Wanderers, I got a lot of favorites, but if it had to choose one right now, it’s currently Thunderoar.

It’s got both Melee and ranged attacks, it keeps you on your feet with the constant dodging, and have you seen the sheer size alone?! A force to be reckoned with.

CHANCE ENCOUNTERS — ୨୧⋆ ˚ an open starter

The late afternoon sun cast a warm glow over the bustling city streets as Amelia made her way through the familiar hustle and bustle of urban life. Her steps were purposeful yet unhurried, used to the rhythm of Linkon City. She tucked a loose strand of ginger hair behind her ear, a habit born out of years of repetition.

As she passed by the quaint café on the corner, the aroma of freshly brewed coffee mingled with the sweet scent of pastries, tempting her senses. Destiny Café. 『Truly a curious name』 she thought, and with a faint smile, decided to indulge herself and stepped inside, the door chiming softly behind her.

The cozy ambiance of the café enveloped her, providing a welcome respite from the outside world. She found an empty table by the window, the golden sunlight streaming in and warming her skin. Taking a seat, she reached for the menu, her eyes scanning the array of options before her.

But as she pondered her choices, her gaze wandered beyond the confines of the café, out into the busy street.