// Independent portrayal of Deltora Quest’s Dain (book iteration).

Shapeshifter masquerading as a human. No longer perfected evil, but a wandering nuisance. Learning what it is to live and to have lived.

✤ Fantasy-based but can slip (almost) seamlessly into any verse
✤ Open to any format
✤ #MVRP

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Red. he/they. mun is 25+.

10+ years of writing experience, friendly but relatively shy. anyone is free to approach me for questions and plotting, I will not bite.

I have a fondness for ongoing storylines and overarching stories, so if you'd like to write long-term with me let me know.

mun info.

either he had to help or the guilt would haunt him like a specter of wrath.

“ I have spare coin if you need new clothing. ”

maybe it was rude to offer. maybe he was being insensitive but --- he couldn't look the other way.

privilege. Horses usually cost a lifetime of coin for their care and tack alone. ”

briefly, he afforded the elf a glance, his fair brow furrowing slightly in concern.

Genn had already lectured him about taking care of every soul that crossed his path this week, but he could not help it. ---

spoiled, the war horse turned his head ever so briefly to search the newcomer for treats, in the process pulling a work-in-progress braid out of the man's grasp.

making an exasperated noise, he reached out to capture the braid in hand again, then responded, “ Sometimes I forget my ---

// Independent portrayal of the Hollow Knight in which they're mainly Root-aligned.

Heavily canon-divergent to enable them to be as close to a regular character as possible, but core story is still the same.

❀ Alternate-friendly and multiverse encouraged
❀ Open to all genres
❀ #HKRP / #MVRP

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in stride. he just hopes that his quip lands and doesn't cause offense.

he's never been one to be skilled at blending in; to the degree that it's a wonder that the men charged with protecting him aren't fully grey from the stress.

“ Thank the Light you asked. I'd begun to think that I had something on my face. ”

at least he seems to have taken the staring ---

a glance over his shoulder yeilds a little surprise, though no hint of animosity.

“ This is Reverence. You can approach him, if you'd like --- he is as well trained as they come. ”

more of a gentle giant than a war horse *should be, actually. still yet maybe that's just Anduin's influence.

humming a soft little tune as he tenderly braids Reverence's mane, his hands more steady than they usually are.

An aerial view of a dry, canyon landscape, hues of red and tan and gray with the landscape extending throughout most of the photo, with a blue sky in the distance.

"We don't think much of ants, 'til they're the size of houses and burnin' down the forests. The desert is our home... and we're losin' that, too."

Rory Williams for #DWRP and #MVRP

Multi-ship

Mun is 25+, so no minors please

"Now that you've met me, I will teach you one thing..."

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An OC incarnation of the Doctor for #DWRP and #MVRP

MDNI to to triggering themes such as sex, foul language and light gore

Not affiliated with Alison Goldfrapp

The Doctor
-Bigenerated from @wonderfulelectric.bsky.social
-Quiet, private and reserved but friendly
-Identifies as a time lord
-Panromantic/pansexual
-written by #thelaird for #DWRP and #MVRP

MDNI due to triggering themes including but not limited to: sex, gore, foul language

Not Will Gregory

he startles like he's been shot at by a hunter, though notably not like his life is being threatened.

blue eyes briefly widen and he pivots, his posture immediately straightening out to become that stuffy sort of formal.

“ If only that were the case. ”

has chosen as his haunt of choice.

wait, when did she ---

so much for his confidence in his security. he hardly heard her approach, let alone sit down.