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i never thought i’d reach 100 followers so fast ahhh – i came back to rping a month ago and everything has gone so well!! thank u to everyone who followed me and thank you everyone who has written with me and my characters. they’re honestly my pride and joy && the fact so many people like playing with them makes me super happy :’) below the cut is everyone that i love and follow !! love you all :~)
Hi! I was wondering if I could also do a type of college/babysitter au on my america rp account! I'll give you full credit and a link to this blog to this blog. It's okay if you say no I understand aha ;w;
[Yeah, for sure man! You can totally do that! I’d love if you credited me but tbh you don’t HAVE to, for this. Unless you’re using my art, I won’t require credit but it would be nice! Thank you for asking first! I hope you have fun RPing!! ]
*His pupils roll across his skull as his tolerance began to run short. Joey closes his eyes, massaging the bridge of his nose to remove some of the tension* Bendy. *He firmly spoke, one of his eyes opening to stare down at the clearly pissed off demon* In through one ear and out the other as usual, repeating yourself to expect results. This is all typical behavior from you.
Title: All That I Want Characters: Takashi Shirogane, Keith Kogane Relationship: Shiro/Keith (romantic) Word Count: 1,177
The corridors leading to the observation deck were empty. Shiro walked a bit ahead of Keith, conceding nothing to the internal pull that led him to Keith more often than not and made him want to crumple, the muscle of his back gaining strength from the sound of Keith’s footsteps in tandem with his. It helped him believe he wasn’t alone, though stepping onto the deck and seeing the stars spread over them both made him all too aware of how small they truly were.
Above all, he didn’t want to burden Keith.
He drew himself close to the curved glass and brought a hand to rest against it. Cold on his human fingertips. Cold inside him. And then, a flash of red was at his side, along with a pair of breathtaking violet eyes. He turned, and the whip-sharp grin that Keith gifted him with had him reaching over before he could stop himself, fingertips grazing the side of Keith’s cheek.
Those eyes, which seemed to carry the violets of distant nebulae, widened just a fraction as Keith processed the contact.
The sharp slope of Keith’s cheekbone against his fingertips, the flicker of movement visible in Keith’s eyes… Keith was with him, and he wasn’t moving away. Gathering up the courage, he stroked further over warm skin, gently pressing back into thick sable hair. Keith’s eyes drifted shut, his lips slightly parted as he leaned into the touch, and Shiro could feel his own breathing growing unsteady. He swallowed as his gaze settled on Keith’s mouth.
This is a simple quick overview. A much detailed will be done later.
Causes & Effects
Shock may be caused by severe or minor trauma to the body, and is usually the result of :
Significant loss of blood.
Severe and/or painful blows to the body.
Severe wound infections.
Severe allergic reactions to drugs, foods, insect stings, and snakebites.
What shock does is stun and weaken the body. Shock is critical, as once the normal blood flow in the body becomes upset this can result in the casualty’s death. The early identification and proper treatment of shock may save a life!
Sweaty but cool skin (clammy skin).
Paleness of skin.
Restlessness / nervousness.
Loss of blood (bleeding).
Confusion (or loss of awareness).
Breathing rate that is faster than normal.
Blotchy or bluish skin (especially around the mouth and lips).
Nausea and/or vomiting.
When treating a casualty always assume that shock is present or will occur shortly. By waiting until the actual symptoms of shock become noticeably present may jeopardize the casualty’s life.
*Preventing and treating shock in the field follow about the same procedures!
a. Position the Casualty. DO NOT move the casualty or his/her limbs if suspected fractures have not been splinted.
(1) Move the casualty to cover, if cover is available and the situation permits.
(2) Lay the casualty on his/her back.
A casualty in shock after suffering a heart attack, chest wound, or breathing difficulty, may breathe easier in a sitting position. If this is the case, allow him/her to sit upright, keeping a careful monitoring over them in case their condition worsens.
(3) Elevate the casualty’s feet higher than the level of his/her heart. Use a stable object (field pack, rolled up clothing etc) so that the feet don’t slip off.
Check casualty for leg fracture(s) and splint if necessary before elevating the feet. DO NOT elevate the legs if there is an unsplinted broken leg, head injury, or abdominal injury!
For a casualty with an abdominal wound, place the knees in an upright (flexed) position.
(4) Loosen the clothing at the neck, waist, or wherever it may be binding. DO NOT LOOSEN OR REMOVE protective clothing in a chemical environment.
(5) Prevent chilling or overheating. The key is to maintain the body temperature. In cold weather, place a blanket or other like item over the casualty to keep them warm and prevent chilling. However, if a tourniquet has been applied, leave it exposed if it is possible. In hot weather, place the casualty in the shade and avoid excessive covering.
(6) Calm the casualty. Throughout the entire procedure of treating and caring for a casualty, the rescuer should reassure the casualty and keep them calm. This can be done by being authoritative and by showing self-confidence. Assure the casualty that you are there to help.
(7) Seek medical aid.
b. Food and/or Drink. During the treatment/prevention of shock, DO NOT give the casualty any food or drink.
If you must leave the casualty or if they are unconscious, turn the head to the side to prevent him choking should vomiting occur.
c. Evaluate Casualty. If necessary, continue with the evaluation.
How to be Hated by An RP Community: A Guide for Assholes by an Asshole
Do you RP?
Do you hate being ignored when facing the slightest bit of emotional distress?
Do you enjoy having people notice your characters but hate the pesky effort of treating your peers like actual people?
Congratulations, dear reader! You’ve taken the first step in becoming despised by every roleplayer you come into contact with! This truly is a thrilling and triumphant chapter you’re stepping into. Why there are many perks to being your grade A RPing asshole, which include crippling self esteem, isolation, depression, damaged eating/sleeping habits, decreased work quality, lower grades, loss of contact with loved ones, and even permanent emotional trauma! For some of us, this all comes naturally. However, some wide eyed newcomer walking into the RP community might not understand the basics of becoming a massive thorn on everyone’s side.
With just five easy steps, you too can become the grade A asshole your mother spent hours in labor forcing out of a narrow vulva while sobbing in sheer agony.
“Could you write a Nick Robinson one where y/n and Nicks Parents are good friends and y/n is super protective over her sketchbook and does not let anyone look in it (because she’s been drawing Nick - she thinks he’s taken). But then Nick finds y/n sleeping with the sketchbook left wide open. The rest is up to you” ————
I was not opposed to noise, I just simply preferred to work in silence.
My fingers danced quickly across the plain piece as I gripped the lead pencil tightly in my long fingers.
My eyes carefully watched each action as the small stick created beautiful lines and shades on the empty page, the image slowly coming to life with every stroke.
Smiling with pride I glanced at the half drawn image, another beautifully accurate illustration of Nick.
Some would say I was obsessive; if they were to take a look into my sketchbook and peer at the images I had recreated with nothing but a pencil and my own slender hands. I would simply justify that I knew how to capture a piece of art when I had seen it, and trust me ;he was a piece of art.
“Y/N are you almost ready? We need to leave!” My mothers shrill call broke me from my lucid state, my hands quickly dropping the pencil and slamming the book shut, imprisoning the pages and works of art.
They were for my eyes only. I loosely slipped on my jacket and shoved my sketch book into my bag, slinging it lazily over my shoulder and exiting the room.
We were heading to my mothers best friends house, Denise Robinson. ————
“Come in, come in! Ah y/n, so lovely to see you” Denise shut the door softly behind me, her smile blinding as she took my jacket and reached for my bag.
“Oh no, it’s okay, I’ll Keep hold of this!” My voice was rushed and my heart thumped harder in my chest. No way could anyone get a hold of my sketchbook. Especially not Nicks mother!
She nodded, a smile still on her face as she looked at me. She was always so happy, how?
“Go on up, Nick’s in his room” she turned and left with my mother, leaving me at the bottom of the stairs; contemplating my next move. Gripping my bag tighter I began up the stairs, my movements sluggish and tired as I pushed on.
I thought of all the times I had been to Nicks house, in Nicks room. I thought back to my book full of drawings of Nick, what would his girlfriend think?
Girlfriend. The word rang in my head as I moved upwards, almost at the top. I had never shown any one my drawings and i would definitely never show Nick, he’d think I was obsessed and his girlfriend would most definitely hate me. I mean, how stupid would I look? Obsessing over a taken guy? perfect.
Reaching the top i knocked softly on his wooden door, the sound echoing slightly on the empty landing. After minutes of no answer I pushed the door open slightly, the room was also empty. Upon entering I heard the soft patter of the shower and walked in further.
Slipping off my shoes I sat down on his large bed and decided to wait. Pulling out my sketchbook I turned the pages slowly and admired each drawing I had done, they hardly captured the beauty that Nick was but it was pretty darn close.
My eyes grew heavy after 7 minutes but I powered on, the sketchbook gripped tightly in my hands as I took in the images. The images blurred together as i slowly but surely let sleep lure me in.
The sound of turning pages woke me up. My eyes opened rapidly and my hands gripped around me in a desperate attempt to get hold of my book. No, no, no!
I jumped slightly when I noticed the tall figure sitting in front of me on the bed. His dark hair was damp and he was clad in a pair of slim sweats and a random band shirt. It wasn’t until I spotted the large book resting open In his Palms that I felt sick, my body freezing as my heart pounded harder than ever before.
“Nick I-” my voice caught in my throat, this was never supposed to happen! He’ll think I’m crazy! “Y/n these.. Wow!” His own eyes caught me own in their gaze and I was shocked at how amazed he looked. I moved closer to sit next to him, the both of us looking down at the covered pages, Nicks face splattered across most of them.
“I’m sorry I-” I couldn’t finish what I was saying, his head already snapping to look at me. “Are you kidding me!? These are amazing!” Our faces were close, too close. I would have felt overwhelmed with pride if our faces weren’t Inches apart, his minty breathe fanning over my face ever so slightly.
“Nick..” My lips were captured in his own, the movement fast and breathtaking. I was shocked, my chest tightening as I moved my lips against his own. Was this really happening? Oh my God!
I pushed his shoulders away from me, face red as I looked him dead in the eyes. “We can’t! You-Your girlfriend!” I was mortified, how could I have done that? “Girlfriend? Y/N what are you talking about?” “wait, what?” He didn’t have a girlfriend?? My cheeks heated up in embarrassment, I just ruined it!
“I thought- I just assumed you have one okay?” My voice was timid as I refused to look at him, his hearty chuckle making me feel even worse. He was laughing at me! His long fingers gripped my chin loosely, pulling my face to look at his own, eyes lighting up and crinkling as his smile widened. He was truly a masterpiece.
Shaking his head slightly he leaned down once more, his lips growing closer as my heart harshly hammered at my rib cage, what was happening!?
Capturing my lips in his own once again my mind emptied and I began to feel light, like I was floating. Our lips moved sweetly against one another’s and he smiled cheekily into the kiss, was i even doing this right? I didn’t care, I was on top of the world.
Not even the greatest artist could capture the beauty in this picture perfect moment.
HI IM AM BACK!! I am finally posting again and I am finally free from school and all things in the way of writing for 10 weeks. My goal for the summer is to improve my writing and post a lot more so Stay tuned:)
This was a request I got a while ago, I hope you enjoyed it:) it’s shorter than I wanted buttttt, i tried. let me know what you think! (Excuse the mistakes - unedited)