wrecking faiytale cliches !!

mono / rui . they / them . aquarius . 18+ . avid roleplayer with 6 years of experience . hmu and let's have an advanture !

&&. RP DETAILS !!

→ enjoys fantasy, action, adventure related roleplays but is always open to try out other genres
→ more comfortable using animated / 2d faceclaims
→ my replies are mostly 500 words and above, capable of reaching close to 2000 but i will always try to match with my rp partner
→ would like to search for literate roleplayers who displays decent grammar, spelling, punctuation, etc
→ while i don't mind doing fandom related roleplays, i would prefer to try out original roleplays ( we can always discuss the plots we did like to try )
→ i spend some time developing my character and doing up my character form, i hope my partner would spend time developing a detailed character form and creating a round character rather than submitting a slip-shot form
→ i did love to chat with my roleplay partners and get to know them more!
→ i'm not too strict on daily replies although i did like my partner to be consistent in their replies be it every alternate day or every week
→ if my partner isn't capable of replying for an extended period of time, i do hope they would inform me before hand and i'll do the same!
→ if the roleplay gets boring, i wouldn't mind trying out a new one!
→ some fandom roleplays i wouldn't mind trying out: marvel, voltron, miraculous ladybug, hauouki, magi, haikyuu!!, kuroko no basuke, code: breaker, akatsuki no yona,

&&. ROLEPLAY SAMPLE !!

Roasted beans, its rich sharp scent suffused with tingles of creamy sweetness, a familiar scent which made the leather shoes slow to a pause. Head tilting to take another whiff, plucking the fragrance from the sea of other aromas some which sparked a notion of recognition, while others faded to blend in as a wallflower in a party. Lips parting to stick a tongue to taste the air, nothing by moist condensation but the bland taste of reality paled to the vivid memories of his mouth to her neck, his nose buried in the crook of the neck, her taste dancing against his tongue. Black coffee and vanilla. Mouth watering at the illusion of his memories powerful enough to trigger a response from the blue-haired male, the wet muscle darting out from his cavern to wet his lips. Perhaps, he should look for her.

Hyenas were hunters, creatures of refined senses and extraordinary intelligence, cunning predators of polished instincts. Tracking down a fresh scent was parallel to tracing fresh footsteps laid on moist soil, a path carved for Byul to follow, a thread tugging the blue haired male forward, the directions assured as the scent only grew stronger as he turned the bend allowing the hyena within him to take the lead, sniffing out the target in mind, commanding his limbs as he strolled ahead, long strides slowing before a door. A feral grin stretched his lips. Found her.

His first step into the bar, magenta hues smoothed past the dimly lighted setting before him, his gaze searching for the familiar silhouette before his vision zeroed in on the hourglass figure perched the barstool, back arched, elbows propped against the smooth countertop. Juniper Rune. Confident steps moving him forward, his visionaries trained upon the female as he made his presence known to her. With the distancing narrowing, he spied the soft fullness spilling past its confines, a tantalising display of cleavage for prying eyes to soak in. The unabashed, open stare took its time to wander the expanses of the female, lingering at the full breasts, drinking in the narrow waist and full hips, soaking in the creamy chocolate skin asking to be blemished and marked.

“Byul-”

Magenta hues flickering up at his name, the syllable rolling off her tongue like tendrils of smoke curling up to engulf him, a spark of excitement crawling down his spin headed south at the sultry tone. Locks of jade falling in luscious waves as loose strands framed and kissed her cheeks, magenta optics zeroed in on those full lips moving to enunciate each word before they curved to take a teasing smile. Orbs of liquid gold rose languidly to meet his gaze as she spoke, a question directed in Byul’s direction. But louder than the words uttered was the unspoken invitation that the smile held. A hand reached to sought for contact, a warm palm pressing against the bare nape of the neck as a smirk tipped his lips, the greeting returned as the female name was breathed past his lips like a perfumed delicacy, “Rune.” Closing the distance with a step, his free hand reached to tip the female’s face up, leaning close as his lips searched for hers, persistent in his advances, unrelenting stubborn for his entrance to be granted and the wet muscle which licked her lips tasted the residue of the liquor consumed, the familiar aromatic spiciness against his palate causing Byul to chuckle as he murmured against those soft lips, “Cinnamon whiskey? Although, I like the second offer much better.”

&&. CONTACT ME !!

→ email: [email protected]
→ line: theatrics
→ discord: RUI#6417
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