Ahaha, hi, it's me, ya resident Carrot, what's up? So here's my idea, bare with me, please:
Two boys have grown up their entire life together. They've known each other since they were in diapers and are practically inseparable. They're complete opposites of each other, one is small, shy and timid while the other is loud, big and bubbly but with a dark side and a secret. He's a werewolf. (Ooft)
Werewolf boy found out at a pretty young age that his best friend is his mate. At first he was disgusted at being with a guy, but soon came around to the idea. Only he can't tell his mate. He keeps it a secret from him as his mate is human and has no idea that the world of the supernatural exists and also, he assumes his mate hasn't figured out he likes guys yet.
Our lil human boy, though, knows he does like guys and also knows he was a little (or big) crush on his best friend who he also assumes is straight.
We'll have angst, fluff, drama, who knows but yeah, that's the idea, kinda crappy but I'm bored.
Ground rules:
- Please have good grammar and sentence structure.
- NO ONE LINERS! please. I understand sometimes you can't think of anything and one liners are okay occasionally but not all the time.
- This will probably have gore and shit, also swearing and other mature themes so you have to be okay with that.
- I can say no to you if you ask to join. I don't do it often but it could happen.
- Please don't let this die.
- Uh, I can't think of anything else right now so that's it for now.
May I even though I'm in an rp with you already?
Sure! The other one is kinda dying so yeah, you can join
Ye srry about that if it's bc of me, and thx!
No problem, I think it's both of us anyway but let's hope this one is better! Okay, would you rather be lil human boy, or werewolf boy?
Can I be the lil human boy? I have a gay cinnamon roll I wanna use
Np! I've got people coming over but I'll post my character when they're gone but it won't be for a while.
Name: Theo Anderson
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Hella gay
Species: Werewolf
Looks: Soft blonde hair with gold highlights, bright big blue and gold eyes with a little green if you look super close - has to wear glasses when doing close up activities otherwise he squints, tanned skin that almost makes him glow when he's happy, above average height, around 6'3-6'4, muscular, has faint freckles dusting his nose an cheeks.
Personality: Extroverted and out-going, fun loving and tries to be friends with everybody, street smart but not really book smart though he manages to pass all his classes with at least a C+. Charming and flirtatious, tries to keep up the act that he's straight though only a few of his close pack members and his family know. Though he does have a dark side. He can be short tempered and can lash out easily though will apologise right after. Vicious and cruel to those who harm his family and friends. Can easily slip into a murderous state of mind through he tries to push that part of him away.
Other: He is an only child and loves his parents dearly. Was homophobic until he found out who his mate was and he hates that he ever was rude to those in the LGBT community. Tends to pout a lot when he's confused or thinking too hard and it is something he dislikes about himself.
I want to hug him and never let him go
Name: Mikhail Dean
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Very gay, like very very gay
Species: Human
Looks:
Height: 5’6ft
Eye Color: A light, icy cerulean. The outer edges of his irises are a darker shade, bordering towards violet which gradually fades into the blue as the color moves closer towards his pupil. His eyes are a rounder shape, though they evidently hold the weight of tiredness due to the amounts of exhaustion that often overcome him.
Hair Color: His hair is cut short and curly, with a part on his left side. His hair often falls into his right eye causing him to brush it out of the way or behind his ears. The hues of his short locks are an unnatural platinum silver, with underlying tones of cool blue.
General Features: Freckles dot Mikhail’s dark olive slender face, and his body has a fairly slim, lanky build. His left ear is a little bit nicked at the top from an accident during Kindergarten, and he often has bruises or small cuts from stupid mistakes he makes. Mikhail has an old burn scar, faded and light, on his upper thigh to around his hip area on his right side. (https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/427615350125887499/431586547998130178/mikhail_1.png)
Personality: Mikhail is sweet and fairly quiet, often times enjoying a comfortable silence a lot more than ongoing chats. He’s awkward around new people at first, but after trusting them, he tends to open up very quickly, often times finding himself uncomfortable when he’s not telling the full truth or being himself. Mikhail, around people he knows and decides to like, can be brutally honest (though sprinkles in some warm words and tries his hardest to make it up if he hurts anyone) and can come off as loud, until he’s put in an uncomfortable situation. He suffers from anxiety and won’t voice his opinions loudly, but with time, he grows the courage to speak up about his thoughts. While he appears to be calm and collected in stressful situations, his mind is often battling with itself, and anxiety is not an uncommon feeling for Mikhail. He’s a quick thinker, but tends to second guess his decisions over and over again, and when he’s in a terribly pressured spot, his facade of stability chips away as his mental state deteriorates. Mikhail despises the idea of being harsh or rude to others, and he tries his hardest to sympathize and be empathetic when he’s talking to others; but when someone somehow uses up all of his patience, he snaps and causes a big (and to be frank, an embarrassing) scene, his thoughts becoming irrational and taking many things (especially criticism) much farther out of proportion that what it truly is. Even with his kind-hearted nature, Mikhail can hold grudges for years - don’t test it. He tries his hardest to be graceful but ends up a bumbling mess in sticky situations. Mikhail also hates the smell of fire, but doesn’t know why his anxiety triggers at it and where the trigger stems from. Even at the slightest whiff of smoke or a lit match can lead to him starting to shake almost uncontrollably, as if he had a fever.
Other: He's ambidextrous and I'm terrible at making characters
(Is he okay?)
He's amazing! I'll post a starter.
The day was overcast, the grey clouds covering the sun to block out the little light that was being emitted. Even though it looked like it was going to suddenly poor down with rain at any moment, it wasn't cold. Actually, it was fairly warm and muggy. But as it was a Monday morning, no one was really focusing on the weather. Most were focusing on the dread of either making their way to school or work but Theo was focused on something else.
As the eighteen year old stood in the mirror of his bedroom he only had one thing, or well, person, on his mind and that was Mikhail, as always. The boy had completely taken over his entire life and earned his heart, too but he didn't know and probably wouldn't know for years. See, Mikhail was human and Theo… well, Theo was a werewolf and Mikhail was his mate… and also his best friend which is why he couldn't know what Theo was and what he meant to him. It would become to messy of a situation and Theo also didn't want to stress his mate out. Plus, he was pretty sure his mate was straight. Despite his parents and his friends protests, Theo was still persistent in not telling Mikhail what he was. So he suffered in silence, and even though he hated it, he would do it everyday if it meant Mikhail would stay out of danger.
Grabbing his car keys, he hurriedly grabbed his school bag. As he did most morning, he drove to Mikhail's to pick him up and sadly, he was already running a little late this morning. He practically sprinted out the pack house, to his car, and sped down the dirt road towards the pain part of town and towards his mate's house.
Mikhail patiently waited outside his house, under the ceiling on top of the porch. It had rained heavily last night and it was still sprinkling a bit at Mikhail's house. He was wearing a slightly big yet comfortable sweater and some black leggings, he couldn't care less about what he usually wore but he started trying to dress nicer as he got older. At least that's what he wanted to say. The reason he had actually started trying to look more presentable was when he had fallen very hard for Theo. He had promised himself he wouldn't fall for someone straight, yet here he was, deeply in love with Theo. On top of that, Theo was his first crush which made it that much more worse. Way to go Mikhail, you're going to get rejected when you ask him, if you ever do, and you won't have any friends for the rest of your life.
Luckily it wasn't a long drive to Mikhail's house from Theo's, which was lucky as they were going to be pushing it to make it on time. With every second that passed the usual nervous butterflies that Theo normally received came back at full force. He couldn't stop it, it was a side effect of the entire mate thing. He pulled up outside Makhail's house and rolled the window down and honked a couple times, "Uber or Makhail!"
Mikhail looked up when he heard a car honk and chuckled at what Theo said, covering his head with his hand before speed walking to Theo's car. "Took you long enough." He muttered, sitting down in the passenger's seat before glancing at his phone to check the time. "We're going to be late."
Theo took off once Mikhail was in the car. He chuckled a little, glancing over at the smaller boy with what he knew was a love-sick smile, "You worry to much Micky Mouse, we'll actually make it at least two minutes before the bell." Unlike his mate, Theo wasn't a worrier when it came to things. Yes, he did worry about important things but not over little things like arriving a few minutes late to school.
"First of all, my name isn't Micky Mouse and two minutes isn't enough time to get to my class on time." Mikhail replied, playfully hitting Theo in the shoulder. "You do realize that colleges are going to look at your attendance, right? Especially since this is our last year." (They'd be seniors at 18 right?)
"Who said I was going to collage?" Theo sang, "I, personally, haven't even thought about collages. Aren't you gonna take a gap year? Enjoy life a little, maybe even travel?" He shrugged a shoulder, "Just a suggestion…. Micky mouse."
"Theo! This is our last year in high-school! That's it, you're coming over to my place and we're going to find you a college you like." Mikhail quickly said, hitting in the shoulder again.
Theo laughed and shook his head a little, "Can't really say no to you, can I? Fine, I'll come over after school as requested by his Majesty." He reached over and ruffled Mikhail's hair a little.
Mikhail rolled his eyes. "You can say no if you want to and I'm not royalty." He mumbled, his face turning a bit pink when Theo ruffled his hair.
"I disagree there. And I'm your best friend, of course I'm going to hang out with you after school. Wouldn't miss it for the world." Theo pulled into a free parking spot and sent Makhail a wink as he climbed out.
Mikhail's face turned a bit redder. "But still, there are things more important than friends." He also climbed out and quickly headed towards his class.
