I generally believe there is a lack of Japanese characters in the rpc and more than often, I see people use Korean FCs for ethnically Japanese characters. Therefore I recently started working on a masterlist of Japanese faceclaims to enable more people to be aware of the Japanese faceclaims out there! It includes trans faces, though there are a small amount I know of so there are not many. Everyone is listed with their family name first, then their given name.
This page is being constantly updated by me as there are definitely a lot more Japanese faces to add. But if you have any suggestions please do message me. This list will not include deceased, retired or under 16 faces. As of writing this, the masterlist contains 500+ faceclaims.
If you are an RPH who uses my masterlist for FC help purposes, please credit us as we worked hard on this.
You can sort the faces by these categories:
Ethnicity (for bi/multi-racial faces)
RP icon count*
*includes resources made by everyone! If I missed a resource, feel free to message me and I’ll add it as soon as I can. This is also good because it means you can help create resources for people who have none!
Hot bath “only I can swim in lava” - Garnet (Giant Woman)
I’m still on drawing-hiatus, but I’ve just realized that weirdlyprecious has almost 5K followers! Thank you guys so much! Since I don’t know when (or if) it will reach 5k while I’m still working on college stuff, I made this! thank you so much, I’m sorry if I haven’t answered you yet, but I’ll try as soon as I can!
i feel like iko would like,,,, be really good at photography? like she would really enjoy doing it? idk its just a random headcanon but imagine iko with a camera. she would be really good at like taking candid shots of her friends. cinder laughing at one of her jokes. scarlet giving a soft look at wolf when she thinks no one’s looking. of course she would do photoshoots of her friends for free, professional ones with backdrops and wardrobe changes, but like. iko notices her friends, its one of her traits and its one that makes her the most human, you know? and so i feel like she would get into photography bc she would be able to express those little things she notices about her friends. the way cinder’s nose crinkles when she laughs, the way the tips of cress’ ears turn red when she’s embarrassed.
I wrote one for Reid, one for Morgan, and one for Alvez all in this post bclol idk i really like the combination of these prompts!!
which one of these is ur fav?! i like morgans the best. let me know in the tags! ENJOY!!!
As you got ready to go out to dinner tonight with your boyfriend, Spencer, you recalled work earlier today when a bartender who had some information on the case was blatantly flirting with him right in front of you. In her defense, she probably didn’t know that you two were together, but still. You were a little annoyed. Not at Spence, because of course he was oblivious to her intentions.
Anyway, as you got dressed you decided on wearing a skirt that was a bit shorter than what you usually wore but it made your legs look great. You wanted to see how he’d react and what he’d say.
Once you were ready, you stood in front of the mirror in the bedroom to see the final look. Spence had just walked in, and cleared his throat upon seeing you.
“Um, not that uh, I can tell you what to wear, because it’s your body and you can put whatever you’re comfortable in on it, but-”
“Spence, spit it out.” you chuckled, already knowing what he was going to say.
“Isn’t that a little short?” he asked, motioning to your skirt before placing his hand on the back of his neck.
“The skirt is supposed to be this short.” you stated, leaning closer to the mirror to apply lipstick. You turned to your boyfriend, smiling. “Something wrong?”
“Uh.. no, no, everything’s fine..” he muttered, more to himself than to you.
He exited the room, clearly flustered by the sight of you in a tight shirt and short skirt. You immediately felt bad, but smiled to yourself, “Baby,” you called out as he turned around and came back. “I’m only kidding. I won’t wear this, I just wanted to see how you’d react.”
“Oh thank god,” he muttered, walking towards you and engulfing you in a hug. You giggled as he continued, “the thought of another man seeing you in this makes me so jealous.”
“Yeah, I could tell. That wasn’t a very subtle reaction.” you chuckled.
Derek was very attractive, it was just a fact. Not only how he looked physically, but also his personality made him irresistible. Lucky for you though, you had him all to yourself.
One thing that always got to you however was when women would flirt with him right in front of you. He really wouldn’t flirt back because he only had eyes for you, but it still really bothered you.
Today while shopping, four different woman so far had attempted to get his number or flirt with him in one way or another. You hadn’t even been out for three hours, yet.
Derek waited on a bench outside the dressing room as you tried on a skirt that you’d distractedly picked up. It was a tight black miniskirt that made your butt and legs look amazing but it was too revealing for your taste. You were about to take it off when you got an idea.
You peered through the crack in the door and saw another man sitting on the opposite end of the bench Derek was on, presumably waiting for his own girlfriend. You smiled mischievously and smoothed out your snug white button up before taking a deep breath.
You unlocked the door and stepped out proudly, smiling gently at your boyfriend as he raised his eyebrows at you. The other young man on the bench also looked up at you, his cheeks going red as he saw how great you looked.
Derek saw this in the mirror as you pretended to fix your shirt, and he turned to the guy. “Hey,” he said. “eyes to yourself.”
The man’s eyes widened, and he mumbled an apology before waiting for the other woman in the dressing room outside instead. A second after, she left as well, looking mad and following after him. Now, you and Derek were alone.
Derek stood up, slowly approaching you. He rested his hands on your waist. “Now, you wanna tell me what’s going on?” he asked, flexing his jaw.
You bit your lip. Your eyes met in the mirror so you smiled innocently, then turned around to press a soft kiss to his lips. “The skirt is supposed to be this short.” you said, defending yourself weakly. He rolled his eyes.
“I think someone was trying to make me jealous.” he said seductively, body pressed against yours as his lips grazed your own but he didn’t kiss you fully. You pouted. “Was it that obvious?”
“That wasn’t very subtle, baby girl.” he smiled. “I only have eyes for you, and if I didn’t know that there were cameras in here, I’d prove it to you right here, right now.”
Needless to say, you dropped everything and drove home in a hurry.
“The skirt is supposed to be this short.” you said to Luke before he could even comment on it, like you knew he would. You were about to go out to lunch and you knew he’d say something about how other people would try to look at your ass when you wore something this short and tight, but how he didn’t want them to because you were his, and all that. Sometimes he could be very possessive.
“Y/n..” he trailed off, raising his eyebrows at you.
“Yes, babe?” you questioned sweetly, walking up to him and pressing your hands against his chest.
“You know that when you wear stuff like this we never usually make it out the door..” he mumbled. He held onto your side and looked at your lips.
“Who’s to say I wanted to make it out the door?” you asked, winking at him.
In one swift motion, you were in his arms and being carried over to the bed, where he laid you down and kissed you hungrily. “That wasn’t very subtle.”
Request: Can you do a Damon Salvatore smut
where he and the reader had a fight and she just walks out and leaves the
boarding house for hours and doesn’t answer any of his calls or texts until she
listens to a voicemail where he sounds so broken and she goes back and they
have rough make up sex and she asks him to use compulsion on her to make her
cum multiple times? So yeah definitely compulsion kink can be a warning idk I
just love to think they can use compulsion for that kinda thing 🤷🏼♀️
thanks! - @fuckkoffcourtney (I’m sorry, the tag isn’t working)
Pairing: Damon x Reader
Word Count: 3k
Warning: Angst, smut, compulsion kink, slight praise kink, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it, guys and gals) 18+ only
Song: Hot Mess by Cobra Starship
A/N: Italics are flashbacks. I hope you guys enjoy this <3 -Jo
“Damon stop fucking calling…” You
muttered to yourself as you heard the ringtone for your boyfriend go off for
the tenth time that day. You let that call go to voicemail too, still unable to
bring yourself to talk to him. After the phone stopped ringing, you just turned
it off and tossed it in your bag.
You marched into the Salvatore boarding house, Damon slammed the door
behind you. “You’re not going anywhere until we talk. That bullet wouldn’t have
killed me, Y/n.” His voice was law,
his tone dangerous.
knew you shouldn’t poke the bear but he was making it difficult for you. Your
pride was also an issue. “And it didn’t kill me either, Damon.” You tried to
make your tone match his. You didn’t want a fight, especially since everyone
made it home in mostly one piece. “I knew Matt wouldn’t shoot to kill me, and I
knew you’d take care of me.” You grinned, trying to cozy up to your boyfriend.
You just wanted to diffuse the situation, get him to calm down.
wasn’t having it. He gripped your upper arms almost too tightly. “Don’t you get
it?! This… self-sacrificing crap doesn’t work when you’re human and incredibly
breakable!” He barely had a hold on his temper anymore as he shouted at you.
You continued to stand your ground, even as he squeezed your arms a bit harder
as if to prove a point.
not as delicate as you make me out to be, Damon.” Your expression hardened
before you winced slightly at the pressure from where he held you.
eyes tightened as he relaxed his grip on you. He’d seen your flinch. “I beg to
differ. What if I hadn’t gotten to you in time? What if you had bled out and I
couldn’t save you, huh? Where would you be?” He all-but shoved you away from
him. You stiffened, eyes filling with tears that you didn’t dare let spill over
in front of him. “You’d be dead. And I don’t know where I’d be. You’re just a
pathetic, fragile, little human who thinks she can play with the big kids
because one of them is her boyfriend.”
When Nico was younger - young enough to still be short and scowley but old enough to have lost his sister and fought in a war - he’d hated human touch.
There was something invasive about it. His skin was his and it was all that he had left, except for his shadows and if you took away his body bit by bit eventually you’d take the shadows too.
But he hated it - he’d wince when somebody would push past him in a busy street because it’d set off all these alarm bells ringing in his head. It’s why he liked the Underworld. There, not many things could try to touch you, not physically. Not many things would dare to touch you when the bear the title of the Ghost King.
It’s why he avoided Camp Half-Blood, where somebody always seemed to have an outreached hand. Nico wonders just how many times he pushed past Will Solace, scowled at the brush of their skin together and shuddered at the thought of ever shaking his hand.
Three years later he supposes that the thought is quite ironic.
I have a few thoughts about the sneak peeks and this most recent CS drama.
I get being disappointed and annoyed. I’m not here to tell anyone not to be. That said, I’m not. At first I did think it seemed very out of character, given that she literally went to hell for him last season, but thinking about it… Emma’s reaction makes sense to me, for a few reasons. It’s her initial, and emotional, reaction and it seems very “you don’t want me? Fine! I don’t want you!” to me. (We also don’t know the whole context, whether she’s assuming he’s gone or whether she’s been told in some way, etc.)
Emma is in a situation here where she is not in control. Killian left. She can’t bring him back, she can’t do anything, the ball is in his court - partly because she put it there. She’s left with a “maybe”, and Emma Swan is not good with “maybes”. She needs control, and she doesn’t have any right now. The only thing she can do is try to close the chapter herself, by putting his things away and basically saying “screw you, I am making this decision for myself”.
It’s an emotional reaction and I think it’s one she’ll probably reconsider, maybe even feel bad about later, and they’ll sort things out in the end anyway. But it doesn’t feel that out of character for me. It’s not about Killian, it’s about Emma.
Should she know that he’d never leave her? Maybe. Then again… why? Emma knows her pirate and his tendency to angst, she knows that he would totally leave if he thought it was for the best. And lest we forget, he was fully intending to leave. If not for Snow’s sudden inadvertent interference, he would have. So Emma isn’t very far off in her assessment of him there. She was almost right. And as long as that’s the case, she couldn’t trust him not to leave, because given the right circumstances and his stubborn notions of honour and self-sacrifice, he would leave. I can’t really blame her for that (especially since unlike me she’s neither seen any of his Emma-less scenes, nor can she know, whether because of narrative logic or filming spoilers, that of course he’s coming back).
The other thing is, last season, she made him stay against his will, turned him into the Dark One over it. It didn’t go well. He was furious, and rightly so. She’s learned that lesson.
This is the first time Killian has voluntarily (she thinks) left. It’s the first time Emma has dealt with a situation like this. And instead of falling apart, broken-hearted, she’s being proactive - not in a constructive way, but still. And honestly, I think this is healthier than “must get him to stay no matter the cost”. It’s Emma saying, and realising, that she doesn’t need Killian. She wants him, she chose him… but she doesn’t need him. It hurts, but she can handle it. That’s good. For both of them.
So now, when he comes back, their relationship will take another step forward. They’re learning to trust each other on a new level here. Killian has already realised that he can trust Emma with anything, that she’s not better off without him. That’s new. So when he comes back and they work this out, Emma will realise and know, from now on, that he won’t leave her voluntarily out of some misguided ideas of honour or whatever. But up until this, neither of them knew those things, because they hadn’t come up.
Their relationship is still a work in progress and they are both still learning and growing as people. They don’t always react perfectly or sensibly and they don’t always know what we know. But they’re working on it and they’re getting ever closer to a point where they’re together because they choose to be, with love and trust and honesty, and none of the insecurities and co-dependency and fears and needs that have plagued them in the past.
I think a lot of people in my life don’t realize it, but there’s a big difference between being nice, being kind, and being good.
Anyone can be nice, even though it sucks sometimes. It’s that face we put on when we meet strangers, and make pleasant and unoffensive conversation. It’s the big smile, either fake or not, that’s meant to make us seem friendly. It’s not actively going out of your way to seem like a jerk. “Nice” is the bare minimum. It’s just…being not-mean and behaving in a socially acceptable way towards people that you come in contact with. Yay?
Being kind takes more effort, but it’s worth it. You’re more honest, you worry about people and how they’re doing, and you genuinely care about fixing the mistakes you make, and trying to be a better person. If your kid had a friend over and all of you went to the park, you’d be that parent that made sure they got an ice cream cone too, even if they didn’t bring money with them. Being kind is a big part of what makes someone a decent human being, someone you’d want to be friends with, because they make sure that you both share the emotional labor in the relationship.
“Good” is the hardest one, but the one I always kind of wish I could be. Being good means that you’re specifically going out of your way to help people, and try to make the world a better place. Good people volunteer their time, protest, donate, whatever actions they can take that will help the world and/or other people in the long run. But (and this is the important part!) they’re still kind people too! They’re not just here for the recognition, they really want to help as much as they can! Being good means something; it takes work and effort.
And so when someone says, “Your [parent] is so nice!” I think…yeah, sure, they’re nice. But that doesn’t mean they’re kind. It doesn’t mean they’re a good person. “Nice” doesn’t mean that they’re not abusive. It just means they can smile and hold a conversation when they need to.