@multistoty

Indie Selective Multimuse Rp Blog- Multiverse- Open to anyone

with characters from Legacies, TVD, Star Wars,Shadowhunter Chronicles, Percy Jackson, The Witcher, Shadow and Bone, Outlander, Merlin, Once Upon a Time, Turn, and more including a lot of young adult book fandoms

“All the legends are true.”- Cassandra Clare

Open Starter

“If I hear one short joke while trying to save our lives, I will end you.”

A-X-O-L-O-T-L MY TIME HAS COME TO BURN

I invoke the ancient power so that I may return!

Human Bill! This is based off of the idea that Axolotl revived him thanks to the incantation Bill said before his death. The only issue was there weren’t a lot of triangle bodies to shove him back into…

So they had to improvise.

New to Tumblr RP, not new to Roleplaying!

Minor!!

MVRP account, but would love in-verse interaction!

Magic/Creepy/silly Anon questions or comments welcome and encouraged!

Both a long form/short form writer! (Will match lengths)

Open to Multi-shipping/crack ships

It’s a human cipher account. Don’t take this too seriously, I’m here just to have a bit of fun.

Rules & General Info/Mun Info [ x ]

[more to be added soon!]

STARTER CALL -- -- --

❤️ this post for a starter from Queen Amidalal. { Length will vary }

"I can only have FAITH that I did the right thing..."

Roleplay/in-character blog for John Ward, Lisa Pearson and Father Garcia from FAITH: The Unholy Trinity.

Independent and semi-selective

Multifandom and OC friendly

15+ years rp experience

18+ topics (potentially triggering content, including blood, harm, depression and death, among others.)

Will answer anon asks. Named anons can interact via consecutive asks. (Example)

Open to shipping and smut - Separate NSFT sideblog available at request.

Topics/Tropes include: Religious/Occult/Psychological horror, Catholicism, Demonic activity, Holy experiences, Potential violence/gore, Temptation, Hierophilia, Worship/Corruption.

Happy to interact with most characters, but prefer: Angelic/Demonic characters, Other priests/members of the church, The penitent/confessing sinners, "Unholy" characters (vampires, Nephilim etc.), People who are "lost souls"/needing guidance, Hierophiles (😈)

You don't need to have played or be familiar with FAITH to rp with John, I'm quite happy to play him as a regular priest, or generic exorcist.

This John is set after the events of FAITH, in a slight alteration of the best ending, where he settles down with both Father Garcia and Lisa (the secret third ending!) His bio is based either on direct canon, 'word of god', or speculation upon canon hints that have not yet been fully confirmed.

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AYO? YALL WANNA ROLEPLAY?!

So I'm not sure what it is exactly but I'm feeling quite passionate tonight about many things, like a burst of energy and honestly it's feels fuckin amazing.

If anything the reason could be behind the time I have on me these days outside of pt. I've been drawing and writing and I'm willing to open some spots for roleplay partners. I'm open to taking 6 at a time. For some reason 6 is calling out to me so don't ask lols.

Some info:

• I'm literally novella and multi-para so it would be lovely if you could do the same in order for both of us to enjoy the roleplay.

• I'm open to doing OC x OC, OCS x canons, and canons x canons but a lot of discussion will have to go into this from if we chose OC x OC we need to share character sheets, OCS x canons are lovely but I like doing it where I'll RP my OC and your favorite character and you do the same that way everyone gets the attention they need. I'm picky for canons x canons but I know one ship that has always gotten to me is Sebastian x Claude from Black Butler. I'm always open for that shii fr fr. Though, like I said everything will need to be discussed.

• MENTAL HEALTH IS IMPORTANT! We don't have to rp all the time all day, of course I'd love for us to take breaks when we need them as long as we inform each other of such. I'm fine with talking about normal things like hobbies, or how you day is going you know? Let's be friends.

• PLEASE refer to my post about my writing coms and such. I'm asking this of you so you can see a direct list of the many fandoms I am a part of. I'm open to roleplaying in any of them though my faves atm would have to be Hellsing, FNAF Security Breach, SCP Foundation, Creepypasta, Hazbin Hotel and Helluva Boss. ÙwÚ

• If you do art let's be art mutuals! We can draw our roleplay scenes, characters, love interests and whatever. It sounds fun so just know I'm very open to the idea.

I think this is all I have to say for now so I'll leave this post like this for now. I'll come back and make corrections if I need to but always know that my dms are open everyone!

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Even the gods need to play...

Welcome to Revenant! We are an 18+ panfandom jcink roleplay! You have been plucked from your home due to the whims of the gods and now you find yourself in the land of Revenant. For some, it's a second chance at life. For others? A waking nightmare. Only one thing is certain: there is no escape.

Canons and OCs welcome! - Canons from most fandoms are welcome.

Thriving community - Active and welcoming members who post on site and chat in the Discord daily.

Seasonal Events - Fun events for all running all season long.

Exciting Lore - Easy to follow and integrate your characters into.

MULTIMUSE - MULTIVERSE - MULTISHIP. DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT. HC-BASED.

PLOT HEAVY. COMMUNICATION REQUIRED. INFLUENCED BY ALL SOURCES.

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I’m gonna kill this thing… if it’s the last thing I fucking do.

Roleplay/in-character blog for Lt. Thatcher Davis from The Mandela Catalogue. A modern supernatural, religious horror, demon-hunting themed blog. Slight canon divergence (mainly from Vol.333, some liberties taken with age).

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Hello stranger things fandom!

I am desperate to get some more roleplays where I get to portray my babyboy Jonathan! Looking for Jonathan centric ships such as Jargyle, Stonathan, or Jancy to write in a longer term, lit to advanced lit roleplay! I'm open to other ships as well!

Interact with this post or feel free to message me here or on discord if you're interested!

muse: Cassian (ACOTAR) limit: 18+ only please, mutuals and non-mutuals set: modern-day London AU open to: multifandom, ocs, whatever! triggers: swearing

For the most part, Cassian had settled in as well as he possibly could in this mostly human world. He liked his job at the gym, even if it wasn’t quite training armies of Illyrians or Valkyries. There was always satisfaction in watching his students improve. It hadn’t escaped his notice that he'd been here for a year without any word or sign from Prythian. He knew the rest of the Night Court would be doing everything they could to find him, and that was… troubling, given their considerable powers. He worried less about that than about leaving his family down some of its defenders with another possible war brewing. But no matter what magic he threw at the barrier or how often he searched it for weaknesses, he was stuck in this strange, human city.

It was by no means a busy time of day at the gym, and that meant he had time to fight with the Alexa. And the famed Illyrian General of the Night Court was losing. Some of the human technology here was cool, and some of it had a learning curve. “Is it too much to ask to get something besides sad bastard music in here? Alexa, play something that isn’t gloomy as fuck.” Her cool, vapid voice answered *sorry, I don’t know that one*, and he snarled, black, membranous wings flexing on his back in irritation.

They curled above his head, tipped with sharp talons at the apex. To say that he stood out from the human population of London was a bit of an understatement, but there was no way of hiding them, even if he’d wanted to. The odd thing was the way ordinary people there didn't seem to see them at all. They reacted the same way to the masked weirdos running around at night with shields and bows--which was to say, no reaction. It was a kind of magic he'd never seen before, if indeed it was magic at all.

Inheritance Games Rp

from the book series of the same name

summary:A BILLION-DOLLAR FORTUNE TO DIE FOR . .  [your female muse] came from nothing. [your female muse]  has a plan: keep her head down, work hard for a better future.Then an eccentric billionaire dies, leaving her almost his entire fortune. And no one, least of all [your female muse], knows why.They had everything. Now she must move into the mansion she's inherited. It's filled with secrets and codes, and the old man's surviving relatives - a family hell-bent on discovering why [your female muse] got 'their' money.Now there's only one rule: winner takes all. Soon she is caught in a deadly game that everyone in this strange family is playing. But just how far will they go to keep their fortune?

Jameson clearly loves to flirt with your muse and is her ally

Jameson Winchester Hawthorne was deeply familiar with his Grandfather’s games. ‘Riddles upon riddles’ had been a phrase echoing through his minds eye for the old man raised him and his brother’s in this lavish mansion far more than Sky or Nana could ever claim in their wildest of lies. “Everything’s a game, The only thing we get to decide in this life is if we play to win. The old man would see to that. There is more than just the finger prints of the wealth that he would be. Though the firm did quite good with a formal dress on such short notice. They all would be staring at you even if you hadn’t been the strange girl left the world’s largest fortune with only the stipulation of letting the family live with you and staying here every night for a year.My brother was right. “We aren’t normal. This place isn’t normal, and you’re not a player, kid. You’re the glass ballerina—or the knife. You may think you have one up on my grandfather, but he will have his day before he even begins to decay six feet under, He left you the fortune, and all he left us is you. My brothers are not used to someone being added into the fabric tapestry of our lives. And I am sure you have noticed that Gray was supposed to be the heir apparent. He is much more of a gentleman than I could ever pretend to be, but he is in his head to much to play saviour to the  girl inhabiting Hawthorne house.You don’t have to kiss me. You don’t even have to like me, Heiress, but please don’t make me do this alone. You are not swimming upstream alone. Like it or not, you are one of us. I am the only person dashingly handsome enough to admit it. I mean- it was fun when you thought I wouldn’t stick that landing earlier. Who hangs ten feet in the air over a bannister if they can’t get down.”

Open Starter

“I told you that I was good at sparring.”

muse: Frank Castle (Daredevil/Punisher) limit: 18+ only please, mutuals and non-mutuals set: a cabin in the woods, a year or so after the zombie outbreak in The Walking Dead universe open to: other Marvel/TWD muses, multifandom crossovers, OCs, whatever! triggers: death/child death, guns, threats, war mention

In some ways, things were simpler after the world ended. Simpler the way war was simpler. Live or die. Them or us. Pull the trigger or find yourself on the other end of the barrel. It was difficult to say how much time had passed when it was just him. The days didn't mean anything, all of them blurring together in the routine tasks of survival. The cabin wasn't entirely self-sustaining, but it wasn't far off. There was water and a little space cleared to grow food, traps in the woods, even a generator if he was feeling extra, but there wasn't often a need for it.

It had also been empty for a time. Had some business to take care of a ways out, and he took the long way back to make sure he wasn't followed. It had started with his family, killed by humans instead of walkers, of all things. He should have known, should have had enough experiences with people doing stupid, terrible things, to know that the dead wouldn't be the worst thing they were facing, but it had all been so new back then, dead coming back to life, watching the government crumble fast along with any possibility of a cure. He'd put down the rabid animals who were responsible, too late to matter, and since then he'd made it his business to take care of any problems like that. Bad enough they had to fight the walkers.

He knew there was someone else there before he ever stepped inside, but how they'd managed to get in, he couldn't yet say. The cabin was heavily fortified, traps set against walkers and humans alike, and they'd have to be skilled, desperate, or damn lucky to get by them all. There was nothing to announce his presence except the click of a gun, his voice gravel from disuse. "Talk fast."

CLOVE | 𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑

—— 🥐* ; "OH FINALLY! YOU'RE AWAKE. A-ARE YOU ALRIGHT?" A lilac-haired faun gazed down at the READER she had stumbled upon, lying on the moss-covered forest floor.

Though not a master healer, her abilities were sufficient to tend to their head wound.

"Looks like ya took quite the tumble there, huh?" A soft, lilting giggle escaped her lips, hopefully offering a touch of reassurance.

@indiestarter (21+ only)

“I can only have FAITH that I did the right thing…”

Roleplay/in-character blog for John Ward, Lisa Pearson and Father Garcia from FAITH: The Unholy Trinity. A modern supernatural, religious horror, demon-hunting themed blog.

Worshipped by Prince

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