Roleplay account based on Arcane, dark themes present, preferably 18+ for interaction of any romantic sort.
Writer was born 2002(currently 22)
Character age is 28
✨ Dms open for plotting✨
Semi. Selective with interactions
—any person or thing regarded as bringing bad luck.
Mirror universe, Gender is the only difference, Complete universe swap
[No character art is mine, will remove if requested.]
Pouting to high hell and back.
Pouting to high hell and back.
Parkouring everything he can with a wide Cheshire cat-like grin.
Parkouring everything he can with a wide Cheshire cat-like grin.
"Oh hell yeah! Jericho's is the fucking BOMB"
Pun intended. It's quite often he makes shitty and even dark humored jokes.
"Also, mom, Found a new joke! What do you call an Enforcer with no legs?"
"Oh hell yeah! Jericho's is the fucking BOMB"
Pun intended. It's quite often he makes shitty and even dark humored jokes.
"Also, mom, Found a new joke! What do you call an Enforcer with no legs?"
How C4 and such managed to get all over the building and explode, no one would ever know except the dead enforcers piled up, Each having a note in their
How C4 and such managed to get all over the building and explode, no one would ever know except the dead enforcers piled up, Each having a note in their
"Mom. I missed you so fucking much. I considered Blowing Piltover up here just to find you-"
He's looking her in the eyes now. A soft pout over his face.
"Found out that I'm not bullet proof or stab proof"
"Mom. I missed you so fucking much. I considered Blowing Piltover up here just to find you-"
He's looking her in the eyes now. A soft pout over his face.
"Found out that I'm not bullet proof or stab proof"
He's chuckling even as his eyeliner ran. Jonah never could afford the Waterproof stuff.
He's chuckling even as his eyeliner ran. Jonah never could afford the Waterproof stuff.
His face plants itself to her shoulder.
"Mom!"
Oh he is a hairs width away from sobbing like a little boy lost in a Large market.
His face plants itself to her shoulder.
"Mom!"
Oh he is a hairs width away from sobbing like a little boy lost in a Large market.
Slow approaching.
She looks too much like—
"Mom?"
He's muttering with confusion.
Still a bit mentally exhausted by this whole multiuniverse thing.
Slow approaching.
She looks too much like—
"Mom?"
He's muttering with confusion.
Still a bit mentally exhausted by this whole multiuniverse thing.
Sick son noises.
Sick son noises.
Shot for shot.
Shot for shot.
He's playing the drum beats on a speaker and is rocking out on his guitar and singing, he thinks he's alone.
youtu.be/vJdf61YmiZw?...
He's playing the drum beats on a speaker and is rocking out on his guitar and singing, he thinks he's alone.
youtu.be/vJdf61YmiZw?...
Parkouring all over Zaun, It's layout is mirrored to his universe it seems.
Parkouring all over Zaun, It's layout is mirrored to his universe it seems.
This is probably one of the most chill and accepting communities I've ever been in. Shoutout to all of you for being amazing and wonderful. ❤️✌️
This is probably one of the most chill and accepting communities I've ever been in. Shoutout to all of you for being amazing and wonderful. ❤️✌️
[[ toxic twitter ass mentality, this fandom has been so chill & the writers so sweet. ]]
[[ legit all it takes is a simple 'hey where this rp is going has made me uncomfortable, can we switch it up or start over?' GAURANTEE 99% of the writers would be so down & sweet about it. ]]
[[ toxic twitter ass mentality, this fandom has been so chill & the writers so sweet. ]]
[[ legit all it takes is a simple 'hey where this rp is going has made me uncomfortable, can we switch it up or start over?' GAURANTEE 99% of the writers would be so down & sweet about it. ]]
Laying flat on his back on the floor in his mother's office, His braids laying out, he's got a portal on the ceiling and on on the floor beside him, he's playing catch with the blue hextech marble while the purple one stays in his right hand gun, his left gun seemingly
Laying flat on his back on the floor in his mother's office, His braids laying out, he's got a portal on the ceiling and on on the floor beside him, he's playing catch with the blue hextech marble while the purple one stays in his right hand gun, his left gun seemingly
🎵He's been kneed in the Fuckin' face again and still he won't learn shit 🎶
//He's such a jackass and I love him for it, Someone's gotta be the adult menace
🎵He's been kneed in the Fuckin' face again and still he won't learn shit 🎶
//He's such a jackass and I love him for it, Someone's gotta be the adult menace