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7 yrs ago
Please check out my RP search thread! ✿ roleplayerguild.com/topics/…
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9 yrs ago
Once I start the RPs I'm plotting now I can go on to start some more! Because I know there'll be lots of waiting in between. :) Putting my interest check on hold now.
9 yrs ago
OMFD. That interest check was more successful than I expected. Thank you all for your lovely RP offers! But I need to slow down!!!
9 yrs ago
Going to try to start some rps tomorrow!
9 yrs ago
The thing about me is that I need to be in a lot of RPs at once. One post will get the engine going for all the others. I've honestly never been in "too many" at once. RP with me a lot! <3

Bio

About Rin


RP SEARCH

Basics

Female, Late 20's, Southern USA, Single, Straight, Religious

Personality

Introverted, anxious, cat lover

Aesthetics

Watercolors, blues and greens, mermaids, books, hidden faces, cats, old stuff, florals, typography

Hobbies

Read, write, consume TV. Pinterest/Wish/Etsy. Commissioning Art. Tumblr. Tea. Podcasts

Working On

ASL, Graphic Design/Typography/Web Design, MY HOUSE 😣

Fandoms

Modern: Brandon Sanderson, Tamora Pierce, Gail Carson Levine
Classics: Pride and Prejudice (and Zombies too), Robin Hood, The 3 Musketeers, Sherlock Holmes, Phantom of the Opera
Anime: Yona of the Dawn, Hikaru No Go, Pokemon, Inuyasha, Hayao Miyazaki, Sailor Moon, Naruto (fandom more than canon)
Movies: Pirates of the Caribbean, Pride and Prejudice, THE PRINCESS BRIDE
TV: Gilmore Girls, Stargate, Stargate Atlantis, The Librarian, Firefly, Timeless, Leverage, Alias

Most Recent Posts

Berek the Blacksmith. So the tools she had seen belonged to that trade... And now that she thought about it, she had an image in her mind of intensely muscular men in aprons in front of fires. He didn't quite fit that image, but perhaps that was just what the royal blacksmiths had looked like. It made sense they would be the best of the best, after all. In any case, she hadn't laid eyes on them or thought of them in years. And now she was here. Like this. Incredible.

Then came the moment she'd come to dread. At first she told everyone she saw who she was but eventually they stopped laughing and started getting angry at her "lies." Many in this town that had already heard it just ignored her now or even pitied her. Each reaction was worse than the last. It was why she never even tried to tell the wig maker. So how could she tell Berek? Especially since there was one fate that hadn't come up yet and it was one she dreaded the most--being thought mad.

However she might have a bit of bravery left in her. For the first time she was clean and fed, had money, and was being spoken to like a worthwhile human being. (Even if it wasn't as reverently as she was accustomed to.)

"...What do you know about the kingdom of Demorion? It is," she took a breath and sighed, "Very Far Away."
In the royal court someone would have made a joke at her expense. Well perhaps not HER expense... But the other option was to smoothly cover over such slight embarrassments; which is what he did. She was impressed. Managing a slight smile of approval, Ferona sat herself.

She felt awkward in these clothes but tried not to display it. She held herself very stiffly but didnt keep trying to readjust the fabric, even though it didnt fit her. She repressed the urge each time.

That wasnt the only reason she was stiff, however. As some twisting had shown her, she was badly damaged where she'd been kicked. And this was on top of a motley of other small bumps and scrapes. Her feet were the next worse although they'd already begun to toughen up. She shifted slightly and looked down, ashamed of her condition. "My ribs are bruised," she admitted.

She began to pet the floppy earred dog and suddenly missed her own pets terribly. Dogs were the only good companions, she thought gravely, smoothing the fur between his eyebrows and then scratching behind his ears, enjoying the way it made his tongue loll out. "Goood boy, Humphrey!" she said.

When the man came back over and set down his bowl she noticed his leather apron but didnt imagine it was for anything other than cooking. She stated to eat when he left again. It was... quite good.

Her mouth turned down at his statements and she lowered her spoon. Was he fishing for thanks,Β  explaining himself, or trying to make conversation? Either way, she didnt appreciate his choice of topic and was silent.Β  When he sat down she tensed. His whole conversation threw her off. Yes, she was lucky he'd found her, she supposed. And then a dose of sarcasm and a wink, though they were still strangers! And then an invitation...Β  Alright... and a warning. It could have been calculated to manipulate her and keep her here but she didnt think so. There probably WERE wolves in the woods. She shivered at the thought.

Finally she just said, "Who ARE you?" She truly didnt know what to make of him.
After he was gone, she waited a bit to see if he would come back. When he did not, she carefully undressed, having to pull her arms inside the dress first and THEN lift it off with her good arm. The rest was easy enough though. She held the purse for a moment considering what to do with it. The fact was if he'd wanted to steal it he could have... Perhaps he wasn't after money after all. What DID he want then? He hadn't looked at her in a lustful way or stuck around or come back now that she was undressed. Of course she looked like a horror at the moment, but still. She couldn't fathom what he got from helping her.

The answers would come later though.

She picked up the rag he'd left behind and wiped herself off as much as she could before getting in the water. But the water still clouded in a way that turned her stomach. Who wanted to bathe like this? It was disgusting! But this water had been heated for her and it felt amazing. Furthermore, although the tub was probably modestly sized for him it wasn't too squeezed for her. She sank as much of her body under the water as she could and eventually moved her legs out of the way to sink her head and shoulders under too. But as she did she was reminded of her missing hair. It was just unavoidable at that moment since it was the first time she'd ever put her head underwater without hair. She shot back upwards and then looked at her reflection in the water. There it was again. It would all grow back... But it looked and felt so permanent now.

Finally alone and safe, she did cry.

It didn't give her much time to look around or think about the man. But she noticed she was in a workshop while getting out and getting dressed. She picked a beige shirt... didn't he ever wear colors? And the pair of pants that seemed cleanest. But honestly, without the knowledge that they HAD been laundered, she fretted over the cleanliness of all of it. Then again... look at what she HAD been wearing... She didn't even know where those clothes had come from. They were on her when she woke up. Out of the castle, out of the kingdom, out of everything she'd ever known.

But that was a bad road to go down right now.

She put the purse in the pocket of these pants and walked out. She looked around a bit and followed the sound of singing, a song she did not know. When was the last time she'd sung anything? Much longer than the last time she'd heard singing, for sure. She had people to do that for her. But his singing seemed to be an expression of content as he worked, not for entertainment. Strange...

She looked over the meager offerings he'd cooked. But the past few weeks... months? had changed her in at least one way now. It actually looked like a feast. Her stomach growled loud and long and a blush seemed to blossom all the way to her scalp.
She didn't quite get the chuckle. Was he laughing at her? Maybe because of her excitement about the dog.. that had been a slight non-sequitor. She didn't like being laughed at for any reason though, at least not when she wasn't purposefully being witty.

"Humphrey," she repeated. "Rather a lordly name..." Probably moreso than his was, she'd bet.

When he smiled at her, something eased in her chest. She wanted to object to being manhandled but she was in no position to do so, so she endured it stiffly. As soon as her tired, achy, cut up feet were introduced to the water she hissed but went weak with relief at the same instant.

She tried to read him but he didn't come across as anything other than sincere and helpful. Far more sincere than any servant she'd ever had. That made it all the more awkward, however. How should she take his kindness? It felt like a trick. She was relieved when he carefully released her and retreated.

She glanced over her shoulder thinking, 'Maybe he just wants to ransom me?' She looked away, smiling despite her situation, because if that was the case he'd be sorely disappointed. No one wanted her back.

He just didn't need to know that yet.

She waved a hand dismissively.
Her arm on that side instinctively clutched his as he supported her. Her mouth fell open slightly as she breathed through the stabbing pain. Where her ribs broken?! She laid her other hand over them, as if that could protect them. What was she going to do?! And just like that he offerred to help her.

She was surprised and her face displayed it clearly. Green eyes met caramel and there was a moment of tender appreciation she didn't know she was even capable of feeling... And then it all shut down as she wondered WHY he would help her. Out of the goodness of his heart? Not likely.

His voice and accent were not bad. She'd been treated to a lot of funny sounding people lately. He'd never mingled with the upper crust but he wasn't just some serf either. But she dreaded to see what clothing he had to offer. She looked him over. It may look good enough on him, that white shirt contrasting his skin tone, but what business did she have wearing any such thing? Her nose wrinkled in the most condescending expression of distaste he had probably ever seen.

"Why... Thank you," she started to say but in a very prim and dry way.

But her face relaxed with interest at the bark and her head turned. "Oh, there's a dog?"
Ferona stirred in pain when he picked her up but didn't wake. There was a shoe print on the less muddy side of her, the one not pressed against him, hinting at the kick. She did not dream in that deep sleep but eventually roused when he began to wipe away some of the mud.

He was lightly washing her skin with a rought cloth, so that her first impression was of a giant cat licking her awake. She threw out an exploratory hand and indeed impacted a fuzzy cheek. But it didn't belong to a cat. She stroked the side of his face briefly, processing the information, and blearily opened her eyes.

There was a barbarian staring at her! It didn't matter that he was dressed better than she was... Compared to her slightness, he was quite a large and also dark man sitting across from her. Her skin had been badly burned the first few days and darkened as well (to her horror) but it was nothing compared to the tan on him. It gave him a Common appearance. But although her heart beat faster at the sight of him, she didn't recognize him at all. Not even as one of the men that attacked her.

"Who...?" She tried to sit up but cried out at the pain in her side, clutching it, and subsided back. "Oh the devil take the ones that dared accost me!" she cursed under her breath.
Ferona had entered the wig shop near closing time. She was dressed like a ragamuffin but one incongrous thing kept the owner from tossing her out on her rear. It was the two feet of glorious red hair on her head, slightly mussed but impossibly well kempt during its growth years to belong to a street urchin. That was exactly why she didn't want to give it up. But the choice was either to give it up now while it was still in good shape and before she starved, or later once it was so messed up she could no longer take pride in it.

She wasn't foolish enough to wait.

However, she underestimated how awful it would feel to loose that last connection to her old life, her old self. It felt like her own skin was being peeled away and she could only sit there, in shock, intently watching her shiny white scalp emerge from the sea of red.

At first she couldn't cry, but then she wouldn't cry.

She, who had once had an entire kingdom at her beck and call, could no longer control her own life! But she could do this much. She could make a sacrifice, make money, and not shame herself crying.

It was a hollow-eyed, unsmiling young woman that accepted the purse. And who tucked it away and walked out into the growing dark. She wandered, searching for a cheap place to eat. Finally her eyes lit on a tavern, which she knew might offer a hot meal, a drink, and even possibly a bed! Not to mention there would be a fire! Not another sleepless night in the cold. She crossed the street toward it. Or tried to.

She should have smelled the manure from a mile away but the whole city reeked. SHE even reeked--and without any pretty scents to mask it! She did hear and finally see the mule but even now she wasn't always prepared to be ignored. She expected them to make way.

That was her first mistake.

When the mule swerved they almost lost their cargo. It set them yelling at each other to get control and what the hell was going on up there! And then the blame was laid on her head, drawing their attention.

She kept herself from stumbling and cast them her most scathing look. "You heathens almost ran me over!"

But that was her second mistake. They weren't just going to take that from a peeled potato headed beggar.

She demanded they appologize. They laughed in her face. She slapped the nearest man and things devolved from there. She should've walked away... Although perhaps they would've taken exception to that too.

While the mule driver stared at her, cheek stinging, his buddy shoved knocked her down. He threw in a kick just to make things even and they soon finished up and went inside.

Ferona couldn't move. She was too busy choking on a scream and trying to breath. The tears she'd been holding back came and fell. She hunched around her ribs, trying to figure out why it felt like she'd been stabbed instead of kicked. It stank worse than ever right here but she couldn't drag herself away from the spot for several minutes. When she finally did move it was only so a horse didn't step on her big bald head. She collapsed to the side of the building and things went black for a little bit.
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A B O U T 🌟 M E

I'm 28 and I've been RPing off and on since I was 12.
πŸ‘‰ It would have been non-stop if only I hadn't been hurt too many times along the way. πŸ˜” Nowadays I'm over it and have been back in the swing like the old days. I'm trying to keep it that way! 😁 But sometimes I still get stressed and anxious and need to have a break. I will tell you though, if that happens!

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GENERAL:


POSTS: I like to roleplay in real time especially with shorter RPs. It's torture to wait for short replies back and forth! πŸ’” I like longer posts too but you'll usually only get one from me per day (since I'm always in multiple rps).

PAIRINGS: πŸ’ MxF Only
RATING: PG-13 to ??? (depends)
LEVEL: Casual to Advanced
1 OR GROUP: Usually 1x1 but multiple characters when possible. "Doubling" or not. I like using side characters/NPCs to flesh things out.
WHERE: Here or discord or email

GENRES:

πŸ”₯πŸ”₯ Medieval

πŸ”₯ Medieval/Fantasy

πŸ”₯ Fantasy
πŸ”₯ Zombies

πŸ”₯ Anthros/Furries/Shapeshifters
πŸ”₯πŸ”₯ Foreign setting
πŸ”₯πŸ”₯ Fandom?
πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯ My original worlds?
πŸ’€ Slice of Life?
πŸ‘Ž Animal RPs without shapeshifting
πŸ‘Ž "Highschool Rps"
πŸ‘ŽπŸ‘Ž Modern, Nation, Arena, or Military without another aspect attached like Fantasy

THEMES:

πŸ‘ Angst (depends)
πŸ‘ True Love/True Friendship
πŸ‘ Found Families

πŸ“› Under-age age gaps
πŸ“› Bullying
πŸ“› Erotica
πŸ“› Rape/torture
πŸ“› Horror/Spiritism

TROPES:

πŸ‘ Stronger bigger girl
πŸ‘ Heart of Gold
πŸ‘ Falling for the ugly or weird guy/girl
πŸ‘ Tsundere
πŸ‘ Gender-Bend
πŸ‘πŸ‘ Cross-Dressing
πŸ‘πŸ‘ Alternate Universe
πŸ‘πŸ‘ Time Travel

πŸ“› Love Triangle

General Pairings:

πŸ”₯ Star-Crossed Lovers (can't be together)
πŸ”₯ Upper class x Lower Class
πŸ”₯ Superhero x Civilian
πŸ”₯ Opposites Attract
πŸ”₯ You're the only one who gets me!
πŸ”₯πŸ”₯ Popular x Outcast
πŸ”₯πŸ”₯ Beauty x Beast
πŸ”₯πŸ”₯ Beast x Beast
πŸ”₯πŸ”₯ Bad boy x Good Girl
πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯ Tsundere / I hate you, I love you!

Fandoms & Pairings:

πŸ’– AKATSUKI NO YONA
  • Hak/Yona only - while writing the other guys as background chars
  • Kinda want to do a gender-bend/swap AU!!!

πŸ’– Inuyasha
  • OC x OC?
  • Inuyaha x OC
  • Inuyasha x Kagome
  • Sesshomaru x Kagome
  • Miroku x Kagome
  • Miroku x Sango
  • Sango x OC?

πŸ’— Pokemon
  • Canon x OC, OC x OC

πŸ’— Naruto - I have written Temari, Tenten, and Sakura before. Also willing to do darker themes and non-romances. I have some interesting OCs for this world as well.
  • Canon x OC, OC x OC ((Deidara x My OC?!!))
  • Sakura x Kakashi, Itachi, Sai, Neji, or Kimimaro (I read an FF)
  • Hinata x Gaara
  • Temari x Shikamaru (and rewrite their marriage in the Boruto generation? because ugh)
  • Neji x Ten Ten
  • Shino x Ten Ten (again, I read a fic....)
  • Kiba x Ino
  • Anko x Iruka or maybe Kakashi
  • Lee x ??? (He deserves love but IDK with who)
    2nd generation pairing:
  • Iwabe x OC? (Maybe the class rep before she was discovered, if he noticed something dark in her?)
    PLOTS:

πŸ’— Eyeshield 21
  • Hiruma x Mamori - This fic continuation?

πŸ’— Avatar the Last Airbender
  • Canon/OC, OC/OC
  • Zuko x Katara (Do-over of the cave scene? Or after she heals him and Aang doesn't get hurt but Zuko still betrays her?)
  • Zuko x Toph (MAYBE???)
  • Sokka x Yue, Suki or Toph (?)
  • Toph x Sokka, Zuko(?), Aang
    πŸ’— Legend of Korra
  • Kai x Nora
  • Asami x Mako (do-over obviously)
  • Korra x Mako (do-over obviously)
  • Varrick x Zhu Li (me as Zhu Li, I can't play that crazy nut but I love him!)
  • Bolin x Opal

πŸ’— Mystic Messenger
  • I have written Zen and Seven before. We should double for this.

πŸ’— DISNEY
  • Tarzan x Jane or a cross-over with Ariel instead?!!
  • Beauty x Beast
  • Jasmine x Aladdin

πŸ’— X-Men
  • OC x OC or Canon x OC
  • Rogue and Gambit?
  • Do-over (like minus Scott) of Logan x Jean
  • Logan x Storm (Her name is Ororo?!)

πŸ’— Pirates of the Caribbean
  • Human Davy Jones x Calypso (set in the past)

πŸ’— The Three Musketeers? INCLUDING THE πŸ’–KOREAN DRAMAπŸ’– VERSION!
  • Korean Version - Starting with right as the prince and princess are finally falling in love

πŸ’— Stargate? (SG-1 or Atlantis)
πŸ’— Pride & Prejudice?



πŸ’› Miss Fisher Murder Mysteries
  • πŸ’– Phryne x Jack πŸ’–

πŸ’› Miss Peregrine's Home for Unusual Children
  • With OCs and some canons?

πŸ’› Mistborn
  • Vin x Elend

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CHARACTERS

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