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ROLEPLAYING HISTORY

The rules are simple! Post ten characters you’d like to role play as, have role played as, and might bring back. Then tag ten people to do the same (if you can’t think of ten characters, just write down however many you can and tag the same amount of people). Aside from that, please repost instead of reblogging!

CURRENTLY PLAYING

Yamuraiha ( Magi )
Olba ( Magi )
Kourin Ren ( Magi )
Hakuei Ren (Magi)
Tom (SVTFOE - mildly inactive atm)

WANT TO PLAY

Starfire/Koriand’r (DC Comics/Teen Titans)

Cheslock (Kuroshitsuji)

Agni (Kuroshitsuji)

Riku Kaitani (Eyeshield 21)

Haru Yoshida (Tonari no Kaibutsu-Kun)

Natsu (Skip Beat)

Jane Judith Jocelyn (Trinity Blood)

andddd…. 

HAVE PLAYED

Danny (Zatch Bell)

Scheherazade (Trinity Blood)

Ion Fortuna (Trinity Blood)

Blair (Soul Eater)

Bankotsu (Inuyasha)  ((HIS ICON KIT IS ON MY TO DO LIST))
(And a few OC blogs…)

WILL/WOULD PLAY AGAIN:

Hmmm… I’d like to revamp Blair but the fandom keeps me away since everyone ships my NOTP and slut-shames my muse.
My friend really wants me to get back into Zatch Bell but the fandom is just so tiny and always has been ; - ;  (I also briefly RPed a few other characters from but but they’re so minor I won’t even bother listing them)
Plus I always really really really wanted to RP Scheherazade but no one was ever interested so the blog kinda fell out of favor with me…..  Poor Schera; she’s so beautiful.

TAGGED BY: @sword-of-saiqa
TAGGING: I’d tag but I’d feel like a massive chump if people had to clean up my formatting when they reposted RIP

@shararrakesa​ <———————————————- DO IT

9

GOT PACK

(I did only the headers and the psd on the icons)

Like or reblog if you saved, be honest. Xoxo

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“Look at me. (Y/N), look at me right now!” Tate raised his voice. My vision is clouded by the build up of tears. I glance up at Tate. His eyes darker than the darkest of darks. He makes the gesture of placing his hand against my cheek but I flinch away in fear.

“Tate,” I hesitate on my words due to the amount of restraining from crying I’m containing. “I-”

“I love you too.” he says almost instantly.

“Yes, Tate, I love you but I have to go-”

“No, (Y/N), please. Don’t leave me. Please stay. Stay with me,” he begs. Once again making the gesture to caress my face, I give in and trust him. He brushes his lips against mine. “Tate, I don’t have a choice. I’m sorry, I have to go…” a tear slipped from my eye and dropped onto Tate’s shirt. He shook his head from side to side. He shoves his hand into the pocket of his jeans and pulls out a bottle of prescription drugs and a plastic bag of another substance of drugs. I narrow my eyebrows. He nervously pops the bottle open and spills the pills into his hand.

“We can be together forever. Just you and me. In this house forever. We can grow old together and be happy-”

“You want us to commit suicide?” Yes, the idea has come across my mind quite frequently and I’ve attempted it once before but I never actually wanted it to be intentional. I really do love Tate and I don’t want to leave him here. He is the darkest light in my darkness. As much as that doesn’t make sense, it’s true. I’m attracted to the darkness and that’s what he is. I’m scared of him. He scares me and I love him for it. He’s a psychopath and I’m crazy in love with him. I’m crazy for him as he is for me. “Yeah, you know what? Okay, I’ll do it.” I nodded my head and took the bag from his hands. His nervous smile turned into a smile that was unexpected for him. A real smile.

“I’ll run the bath…” I notified him and left the room. Stepping foot outside of my bedroom and bolted down the hall and down the stairs as fast as I could.

“MOM!” I’m panicking. “DAD! WHERE ARE YOU?!” I’m running and I’m panting. My lungs feel as if they’re shrivelling up as my breathing becomes hitched. I bust through the front door and struggle to open the gate that guides the house. I make a run for it down the street. “SOMEBODY HELP!” I run and I-

“(Y/N),” Tate sighs. I look around. I’m back in my room.

“What the hell?” I rush back downstairs and through the front door, leaving the house again.

“(Y/N)!” Tate says my name once more as I find myself back in the house.

“No, no, no!” I try to leave again. I come back. I leave again. I end up back at the house. “This can’t be happening, Tate, what the hell did you do?!” I’m out of breath from sobbing and attempting to run away. I need to leave. I try once more.

Making yet another exit from the house a pair of hands violently grasps my arm and strongly pins me to the wall. Before I got the chance to scream a hand is placed upon my mouth. I breathe heavily and scream as loud as I could even with my mouth closed shut. Scared to death, my chest raises up and down at a rapid speed as my heart thumbs loudly against it.

“Shh, shh,” I’m shaken and shoved up against the wall at an even stronger force. “(Y/N), it’s okay it’s just me.” Tate removed his hand from my mouth.

“DON’T FUCKING SCARE ME LIKE THAT!” I roughly pressed my hands against his chest and pushed him off of me. I leaned my back up on the all and slowly let myself fall to the floor. I begin to hyperventilate while crying hysterically. “Why do I keep running around like a crazy person? And why can’t I leave?” I look up at Tate who has a look on his face I’ve never seen before and that was sorrow. He’s never felt anything until I came along. I’ve made him feel something. Emotions. Emotions he’s never been able to express or feel before. Barely being able to see his eyes, blocked by his messy blonde locks, his build up with tears

“I’ve been trying to tell you but-”

“Tell me WHAT?!” I stand up defensively.

“Th-that-”

“What is it, Tate? Spit it out. Don’t bullshit me.” I push him again.

“Come.” Tate takes my hand and clenches it tight. He guides me down to the basement, through some doors, and down the halls. It’s dark and I’m exhausted. “Tate, where are you taking me?” I asked him, terrified. He stopped and pointed to a ditch that his flashlight shined on.

“Is that?… Is that me?!” I gasp and cover my mouth with my hand. I glanced down at my decomposing body, disgusted and in disbelief, I began to panic again. “No, no!” I cried. Tate made it his duty to comfort me. I pushed him away once again.

“What the hell happened, Tate? Did you drug me or something? I don’t remember dying!” I yell at him, consumed with rage.

“No, (Y/N) of course not! You attempted suicide and took too many pills. I tried to save you. I dragged you into the tub with me and made you puke some out but it was no use. It was too late.” Tears fell from Tate’s eyes. “I’m so sorry, (Y/N). I’m so sorry I couldn’t save you.”

“Why didn’t you tell me sooner? That I had died?”

“I don’t know… I thought it’d be better if we died together. So you wouldn’t feel alone.” Tate shrugged his shoulders and sniffled. We walked back upstairs in silence.

“So, looks like I’m not going anywhere…” I gave him a weak smile. “And I guess I’m stuck with you in this house forever.” The weak smile turned into a smirk. He chuckled and smirked back at me.

“Tate,” I said.

“Yes?”

“Thank you.”

“For what?” He says, obviously confused.

“Attempting to save my life.” I said making unbreakable eye contact with him. We stood there for a moment. “Because I know saving lives isn’t exactly what you do…”

“I tried. I really did. I care about your feelings more than I care about mi-”

“Don’t say that, Tate. My life wasn’t going to be worth living anyways. I had nothing going for me. All I had was-”

“You.” Tate and I said at the same time. I nodded and smiled as my cheeks flushed red.

Tate brushed my hair behind my ear and pressed his lips to mine. He kisses me ever so softly and passionately. Running my hands through his hair, I kiss him back. Tate’s hands ghost down my body and up my shirt. His hands against my skin caused chills down my spine.

“You’re the only light I’ve ever known.” Tate pulls away for a splint second to pierce those words into my skull with his lips and the black holes that are his eyes staring back at me. Without saying a word, my eyes said everything for him to comprehend. I loved him and he loved me. There was no escaping one another.

Tate playfully throws me onto my bed. He hovers over me and kisses me hard. I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him down. I tug on the collar of his shirt as I kiss him roughly.

“You make me a little less miserable.” He says with a smirk.

10

ESPECIAL 500K || 500K SPECIAL PART:2

When he get’s jealous

Originally posted by letsgobepsychosinmyworld

Tate: Tate get’s jealous when there is more than just a hint of flirting. Like, when someone try to check you out, he will just run red and walk you away from whoever was making an attempt. He usually won’t act upon his jealousy- just subtle hints - but if it goes too far, he’ll take a stand.


Originally posted by all-eyways

Kit: Kit likes to make his mark; what’s his is his, end of story. And when someone comes and trespasses on his property, he takes care of it. He’ll give the person a chance to make off, and Kit’ll be like “Hey, she’s my girl”, but if he doesn’t back off, then some punches are gonna be thrown.


Originally posted by faithfranco

Kyle: Kyle is a really sweet guy, and wouldn’t necessarily try and harm the person, he would probably use some humor like, “Hey, if I didn’t know any better, I would think you were trying to steal my girlfriend.” But other than that, he would give you little kisses and hugs from the back, holding onto you really closely, marking you as his.


Originally posted by russianhookers-and-cheapgin

Jimmy: Jimmy would be so over-protective. He would tell the person straight up, “She’s mine,” or, “Hey, Man, back off.” He would keep a strong, subtle arm around you, and wouldn’t want you to know when he get’s jealous (because he pretends he doesn’t)


Originally posted by tateisgod

James March: James get’s jealous at the drop of a hat. He’s good at not showing it right away, but you’ve caught on a little. He usually clenches his jaw and waits till the person leaves, then he “deals” with them. When he returns you just give him a look, but he makes it up (;


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