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Love Passes All Barriers (M x F)

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[18+] Don't Forget, You Summoned Me (M seeking F)

Someone RP with Blaze. He's a prick but I like him.

Love Passes All Barriers (M x F)

/Abused Male x Tough yet kindly Female.

I figured that Y/C is a student known for aggressive behaviour and her tough attitude towards people. Powerful in both persona and physical strength, she could be rather protective of William after finding out what's going on at home and even kick the asses of those who hurt her sweet little friend. I could see her being the sort to put her life on the line for William.

She is paired with William for a school project, in an attempt to see if he can calm her down.

Though William is initially rather shy, he eventually begins to speak to and warms up to her. He's silent about the abuse at home, and refuses to speak about much to do with home life. He never removes his hoodie either, hiding his body from view. His hair is always across his face to an extent, in order to try and prevent eye contact.

Eventually though, the two do speak about his... less then steller home life after she comes clean about her own past.

Yes, my intention is that Y/C was abused at home as a child, though was adopted at a youngish age, and thus escaped it earlier than William.

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Misery.

To say that William was feeling miserable would be an utter, quite insulting, understatement and a half. He felt... quite a mixture of emotions, despite them all being on the negative side of things.

Depression. Anger. Fear. Hurt. Alone. Terrible.

Today alone, he'd cycled through all of these, and much more besides. Genuine happiness was impossible, and had been for the last year or two. He could certainly fake a smile, and could put his parents off the scent of what was really going on.

Blood. Tears. Pain.

Every time he entered the bathroom at home, all three of these would be easily accomplished. He had control over two of these, much to his brief pride. It was something he could prevent the bullies from causing to him, and he found a tiny spark of enjoyment in this.

Watching the crimson liquid drip into the sink, his eyes moved over to the mirror that hung over the fitting. His skin was pale, his chocolate brown eyes dark and standing as a stark contrast to his skin. Bags hung under his eyes, dark rings from a lack of sleep. His dark black hair was down to his shoulders, framing his features.

Frowning some as he squinted, the male noted a slight bruise starting upon his right cheek. Must have been from when he was shoved into the lockers. Prehaps he could blame the newest marks upon his arm on that. Looking down, a cold smirk played upon his lips. Three scars on the left, four on the right. He always avoided gym, and hooded tops meant his arms were always covered up. He knew that the marks were there, and nobody else did. Good. Just how he wanted it.

Stepping over to the full length mirror, he looked at his thin body. He'd shed a lot of weight, no longer an overweight child. Instead, he was much too thin now. But this was better than the alternative. He'd rather not weigh much, then be large, ugly and gross. It didn't matter that his ribs could be seen, nor that he looked overly ill if anyone ever saw his body. Nobody could, and thanks to the clothes he wore, they wouldn't know.

The following morning, William sat alone, occupying his usual seat in the far right corner. It was very rare that anyone spoke to him, them all seeming to view him as strange and odd. He never spoke a word to anybody at all, and seemed to be quite sad all the time. Dressed in baggy clothes again, his posture was always rather withdrawn and insular as though he was constantly protecting himself from harm.

To an extent, he was. Once more, his baggy clothes hid the bruises and cuts he wore all over his body, his form unhealthily thin but rather well concealed from prying eye. His messenger bag was always held close to his body, as though it contained the secrets to the universe. And whilst it didn't, it did contain his sketchbook and a little black notebook. Both of these contained his secrets, his pain, his sorrow. He only brought it to school to prevent his brother or father finding it and seeing what was written inside.

Gazing around from behind his thick framed glasses, his baby blue eyes seemed to dart around nervously as though looking for danger from every corner. Half-listening to his teacher, he could see the older male talking to a female classmate before gesturing towards William. The blonde was worried as to why he was being spoken about, but tried not to think too much about it. He just wanted to sleep, to be safe and sound.

Loving Lily

Lily sniffled and nodded, taking her best friend by the hand as she made her way back into the bedroom where Lily had spent most her time when Grave wasn't home. Sitting on the bed, the tiny woman wiped her face down the best she could before eventually starting to speak to her constant and confident companion.

Looking up at the taller girl, Lily finally spoke. "Ashley found out about me.. my.." She stuttered, trying to express what she meant without using such words as had been said to her earlier that very same day. "She knows... She knows I wasn't born as Lily." She sighed, resting her head on her best friend's side. It hurt to admit this, as Lily knew it'd been why she lost her job. "My boss told me to get out and get my paycheck on the way out the door." Lily wiped her face, feeling more tears in her eyes.

Riley's Reluctance.

Okay, so I have an idea that I'd quite like to explore.

My character and yours met in elementary school, some 15 years before the start of the role play. My character, Riley, is soft spoken and gentle, his voice rather feminine. His dress sense is like this too, along with his dyed pink hair. He does sometimes wear makeup, although not much if he can help it.

He's never actually revealed his true sex to Y/C. He's always masqueraded as a woman, and pulls this off well. He never changes in the same room as her, and wears baggy sweat pants to bed, and an old t-shirt. As such, he's hidden this well.

It's not that he doesn't trust or love her, but he's scared that she'll no longer love or date him if he DOES tell her. He's scared of loosing the person he loves, yet knows he can't and shouldn't lie to her..

Okay, so basic but I thought it could be fun. I'd obviously be playing as Riley. He's 22, so I'd like your character to be between 22 and 26. I think an age gap could be interesting to bring in.

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"Morning." Riley stretched her arms over her head, her short stature heightened briefly as she pushed herself onto her tiptoes for a brief few seconds as though to push every last inch of sleepiness out of her small body.

She currently wore a baggy pink t-shirt with a picture of a unicorn on the chest, the item of clothing one or two sizes too large and hanging on her almost like a blanket. Sweatpants accompanied this, the small woman finding them most cosy to sleep in. Her feet were bare, the merest hint of red polish on her nails. Padding over to her best friend, her arms wrapped around the taller and more muscular woman for a moment as she stood enjoying the warmth and comfort the other's body and mere presence both offered to her. Glancing up at her, Riley's fingers traced up her arm for a moment before she swallowed.

"I need to talk to you about something important.." Riley admitted, taking the other's hand and leading her over to the sofa. Sitting on it, for the first time in years there was a gap between the two as they sat upon the couch. They had lived together for 5 years now, and spent most evenings cuddling on the sofa whilst watching a movie.

Her hands shaking, Riley lifted her shirt off to unveal her flat chest, a deep blush on her cheeks and tears in her eyes. For the decade and a half they had known eachother, Riley had never revealed that she was actually born as a male. She'd always hidden her body, and skipped gym so that she could keep this up. She hated having a man's body, and as such had never shown it to anyone.

"I'm sorry."

Loving Lily

Lily stood up after about five minutes, pushing her hair away from her tear stained face. The strands that covered her face were drenched, as was the pillow that the small girl had been crying into since she ran from Grace. Telling her best friend that she'd lost her job had been rather too much, as well as the other various things that had been going on recently.

Opening her door, Lily looked up at Grace before flinging her arms around the taller girl and burying her face in her chest as she began to cry into it in a fearful way. Her entire body shook, not helped by the fact she was pushed up on her own tiptoes to try and gain some more height. "I'm sorry." Lily sobbed into Grace, not wanting to look up nor to let go right now.

Scarred But Sweet

Ugly. Worthless. Disgusting.

Thomas stood silently in his bedroom, stripped down to just his boxers as he stared in the mirror at his reflection. Each glance he took made him feel rather haunted, making him wish he could just run away and hide. To never have to look at himself again.

His shoulders were scarred badly, as was his neck and his left cheek. Each mark was red and obvious, an easy target for those bullies whom had made his last three schools a living hell. Three schools in as many years. A record he'd rather not have to deal with, thank you very much. But staying at one for too long had been impossible for the male to deal with.

Shivering as he grabbed a long sleeved shirt, he pulled it over his battered body and buttoned it right to the top. Adjusting the caller so it covered as much as possible, he unwillingly glanced into the mirror once more. The scar on his cheek was still there for all to see, as was the longer scar on his neck which peeked from above his collar.

Pulling on his jeans and sneakers,Tommy stood up and made his way to the kitchen to grab an apple from the fruit bowl and his school bag from the kitchen table. The male wasn't looking forwards to today in the least. The first day was often amongst the worst. With a deep, shaky breath, he stepped out of his front door and locked it behind him before making his way to his new school on foot. A walk to clear his head always helped.

//Shy/Kind, scarred male x <Persona>, scarred female.

Effectively, i figured that Y/C has scars from her past, which are covered and people are unaware of. When she sees Tommy being picked on, I figured it'd be interesting if her scars were shown to try and draw attention away from Tommy. A sort of "If you're going to pick on him, pick on me too."

As such, they'd become friends and eventually start to date as time went on. This is basic, but will be expanded on over time. I would prefer her to the the punk kinda girl, someone who could physically defend her new friend but at the same time, struggles academically. Perhaps she cannot read nor write, something Tommy can teach her to do.

Love Knows No Bounds~ (Feminine Male x Masculine Female.)

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Loving Lily

"You're a lot better then you give yourself credit for, you know." Lily spoke up after a few seconds of thought, glancing at the taller and much loved companion of hers. "After all, I'm pretty sure you've won awards an' stuff at school for it all." She had picked up on her friend's hesitation before she began to cut the onion before picking up on why she likely paused.

"So, I thought I might look for a new job." Lily began, trying her very best to sound casual though her voice quivered a little as she spoke. "Because.. I kinda don't have one." She faltered, tears in her eyes as one ran down her cheek and dripped from her chin onto the kitchen counter. Dropping the spoon she'd been holding, Lily darted from the kitchen and ran into her own bedroom.

I'll Always Protect You.

"Why can't he have been born.. normal?"

Lilian Green spoke with venom in her voice and anger in her deep green eyes as she glanced over at her 13 year old son, Thomas. The male was currently sat in the corner of his bedroom, legs crossed and his attention focused entirely upon his toy cars. He was lining them up in order from largest on the left to the smallest on the right in several rows, each row designated to a particular colour. He'd been doing this for the last hour or two, and did it at least once a week.

On the shelves above his desk sat his toy trains, those too were ordered by size and colour. His bookshelf was split into sections, each of those by genre, alphabetically, and where he could by height. He loved.. no, obsessed with having his belongings in some form of order and was often unsettled if someone took or moved one out of place. He hated it when his nephews visited and would mess around with or steal his belongings, and so he had often took to locking himself in his room so nobody could mess with his stuff.

Friends? Nope, he had none. He had little in the way of social skills and never uttered a single word to anybody at all. He was as silent as the dead of night, and it was often wondered if he could even talk at all. Communicating with him could be impossible if you didn't know what to do, and when he was upset he could cry and whimper for hours on end as he couldn't express himself properly. He wasn't violent though, and had only lashed out once. A teacher had been shouting in his face, and he shoved the older man away to try and get out of the classroom.

"I don't know how you deal with him." Lily turned her attention back to <Your character>, a sigh passing her lips. She couldn't deal with her own son, yet his sister seemed to be able to soothe and communicate with him in a way no others could. It was as though <YC> could read his mind and could work out what he wanted from the simplest noise or gesture.

//So, obviously I am looking for someone to play Thomas' big sister. Ideally, she'd be at least 18 and no older than mid twenties.My initial idea was that <Y/C> cannot have children, and she currently lives alone in an apartment across town.

Her relationship with her parents is strained and one that is unwelcome, with them only talking so that she can still see Thomas and so that Thomas still has his older sister around. It'll come out that her parents are considering putting him into the social care system as they cannot and will not cope/deal with him any longer. As such, she looks at getting the full guardianship rights for him so that she can raise him from then on.

Indeed, Y/C is the only one able to get through to Thomas. As such, he adores her and loves spending time with her. She's the only person whom understands him, and he does get upset when she cannot come and see him. There is a brother (Lucas) whom is older then both Thomas and Y/C, but neither of the younger two get on with the older male at all. Lucas mistreats Thomas, and allows his own sons to bully and belittle Thomas.

NOT incest. I repeat, NOT incest.