Anonymous

❝ Thank you for taking time in your busy life to come in here and get in the way of mine. ❞ (becauseofgansey from Ronan of course)

buffy: the sentence meme | accepting
@becauseofgansey

❛ _{oh, y’know how it is} ❜ _{his words are slurred, one hand braced on the door of his mitsubishi, the other braced on the top as he sways & leans his weight against it– it’s a MIRACLE he got here in one piece, car pristine & perfect, like he’d just pulled it out of his head. he levels ronan with a dark look, lips pulling into a frown, knuckles turning a DEATHLY shade of white as his fingers tighten around the curves where metal gaps & vinyl begins.}_❛_{i just like making sure you know i still EXIST..}❜

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nxtsoordinary

❝Your brain isn’t connected to your mouth, is it?❞ //from Gansey

_{buffy: the sentence meme | accepting
@nxtsoordinary}

_{brow arches, scoff punching from his lungs as he takes a cigarette from his pack, lighting it & inhaling deep. it BURNS, menthol soothing his throat as smoke scorches his lungs, throat tightening as he tilts his chin up, silently sizing the other boy up. he exhales, aiming for gansey’s face with a smirk, heavy - lidded eyes flickering over his form, down yet another hideously colored polo shirt & his chinos, stalling on his appallingly expensive top - siders for a minute before they slide back up, posture relaxing, head cocking as a dirty grin stretches across his lips.}

❛ _{your fashion sense isn’t connected to your MASCULINITY, is it ??} ❜

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nxtsoordinary ( *flails excitedly* h i~ )

_{OUT OF DRUGS. okay but k is like super proud of his jersey accent ???? bc like he doesn’t ever wanna sound like an ‘uneducated back - woods hick’ even though everyone already thinks he’s trash, he’s just northern trash. it’s also super prominent when he’s high tbh, so like it’s v strong usually, his a’s & his o’s always end up being the most noticeable}

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♛ ❛ shut up rachel ❜ — ( ooc ) ( ʀᴇ. ) ❛ nowhere to run nowhere to hide / nothing is right ❜ — ♚ ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴ in other news I'm home ~ time to do things now

Halloween Starters! 🍁🍂💀👻🎃

"So what are you going to be for Halloween?"

"Boo! Did I scare you?"

"You call THAT scary?"

"Eww, that costume is horrible. Change right now."

"Halloween without pumpkins is like Christmas without trees!"

"Worst. Carving. Ever."

"I know, my costume is amazing."

"Your costume is amazing!"

"Why don't we make this party a little scarier by playing truth or dare in the dark?"

"You call that a costume? It's like three tiny pieces of fabric!"

"I can't believe you're going as the same thing! One of us is going to have to change."

"Let's go for pumpkin spice lattes."

"Wanna go costume shopping with me?"

"Wanna go scare some kids?"

"Come on, dress up in it, for me."

"Are those fake vampire teeth in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?"

"We could ditch this lame party and just make out next to the skeleton."

"Eww! There's pumpkin guts on me!"

"Um, I'm scared. Will you hold my hand?"

"I'm scared."

"No way am I going in there."

"Please go with me! I'll hold your hand the whole time."

"Help me decorate."

"Karaoke anyone?"

"Who wants to do Jell-O shots with me to celebrate?"

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( ʀᴇ. ) ❛ lookin' like a slummy ralph lauren model ❜ — ♚ ᴋɪɴɢ sʜɪᴛ fffffffffffffff

ＢＵＦＦＹ → the sentence meme

daffodxl:

Below you will find quotes taken directly or paraphrased
from the movie 'Buffy the Vampire Slayer'.  Send in one
of the following to see how my muse reacts:
_{❝ Seize the moment ‘cause tomorrow you might be dead. ❞}
_{❝ My life happens to, on occasion, suck beyond the telling of it. ❞}
_{❝ I don’t wanna be this good-looking and athletic. We all have our crosses to bear.❞}
_{❝ Out. For. A. Walk…Bitch. ❞}
_{❝ I’ve seen honest faces before. They’re usually attached to liars. ❞}
_{❝ I want to take comfort in you, and I know it will cost me my soul, and a part of me doesn’t care. ❞}
_{❝ And remember, if you hurt her, I’ll beat you to death with a shovel. ❞}
_{❝ To forgive is an act of compassion. It’s not done because people deserve it. ❞}
_{❝ Did your life flash before your eyes? Cuppa tea, cuppa tea, almost got shagged, cuppa tea? ❞}
_{❝ If you leave me here alone, I’ll do something evil, like burning something or gluing things together. ❞}
_{❝ You’re really campaigning for ‘Bitch of the Year’ aren’t you? ❞}
_{❝ I’d bite you in a heartbeat. ❞}
_{❝ Look at my poor neck, all tender and exposed. ❞}
_{❝ God! What is your childhood trauma? ❞}
_{❝ I never really liked you anyway, and - and you have stupid hair. ❞}
_{❝ Damn. I never knew you were that cool. ❞}
_{❝ Hey, as long as you don’t go scratching at me or humping my leg, we’re five by five. ❞}
_{❝ You can trust some guys/girls. Really, I’ve read about them. ❞}
_{❝ Thank you for taking time in your busy life to come in here and get in the way of mine. ❞}
_{❝ It’s just like fun, only boring. ❞}
_{❝ Yeah, but I think the whole sucking the life out of people thing would have put a strain on the relationship. ❞}
_{❝ Don’t taunt the fear demon. ❞}
_{❝ I’ll find her/him, wherever she/he is, tie her/him up and torture her/him until she/he likes me again. ❞}
_{❝ I’m fairly certain I said no interruptions. ❞}
_{❝ What are you doing here? Five words or less. ❞}
_{❝ What can I tell you, baby? I’ve always been bad. ❞}
_{❝ I have come to redefine the terms ‘pain’ and 'suffering’ since I fell in love with you. ❞}
_{❝ So you haven’t murdered anyone lately? Let’s be best pals! ❞}
_{❝ Does that make me a sociopath? ❞}
_{❝ Get up. Get out. Get drunk. Repeat as needed. ❞}
_{❝ If I wanted to fight, you could tell by the being dead already. ❞}
_{❝ And you have the emotional maturity of a blueberry scone. ❞}
_{❝ Sorry, was that a bit honest? Terribly sorry. ❞}
_{❝ No, I’m a rebel. You’re an idiot. ❞}
_{❝ Were you born this big a pain in the ass? ❞}
_{❝ There’s no problem that cannot be solved with chocolate. ❞}
_{❝ Darn your sinister attraction! ❞}
_{❝ So, is it better than playing naughty stewardess? ❞}
_{❝ You think I chose to be like this? Do you have any idea how lonely it is? ❞}
_{❝ It’s alright. I have more scotch. ❞}
_{❝ You have the sweetest smile I’ve ever seen. ❞}
_{❝ Vengeance is what I am. ❞}
_{❝ I love you. I try not to, but I can’t stop. ❞}
_{❝ Please continue the story of failure. ❞}
_{❝ Break me off a switch, son. There’s about to be a whoopin’. ❞}
_{❝ Oh my god, he’s going to do the entire speech. ❞}
_{❝ Your brain isn’t connected to your mouth, is it? ❞}
_{❝ You really need to have every square inch of your ass kicked. ❞}
_{❝ We have nothing in common besides both of us liking your penis. ❞}
_{❝ Every person down there is ignoring your pain because they’re too busy with their own. ❞}
_{❝ I violently dislike you. ❞}
_{❝ I feel like I’m spending all of my time trying to be okay, so they don’t worry. ❞}
_{❝ Is it difficult or time-consuming? ❞}
_{❝ If you want me to leave, you can put your hands on my hot, tight body and make me. ❞}
_{❝ Oh my god! Is this a…date? ❞}

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( meme. )

Send me Verse suggestions. The more details the better!

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( meme. ) I need all the verses and all the au's so yes do the thing B)

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( ʀᴇ. ) ❛ he was hollow eyed & i n n o c e n t looking ❜ — ♚ ᴀᴇsᴛʜᴇᴛɪᴄ drugs cw *nsfw

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( ʀᴇ. ) ❛ sex & drugs & cars ❜ — ♚ ʟɪᴋᴇs ( ʀᴇ. ) ❛ he was hollow eyed & i n n o c e n t looking ❜ — ♚ ᴀᴇsᴛʜᴇᴛɪᴄ drugs cw

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( ʀᴇ. ) ❛ he was hollow eyed & i n n o c e n t looking ❜ — ♚ ᴀᴇsᴛʜᴇᴛɪᴄ drugs cw *nsfw

i. introductions

This is a HIGHLY selective and mutually exclusive, independent RP account for JOSEPH KAVINSKY, the main antagonist from Maggie Stiefvater's second book in the raven cycle. This blog is CANON to the books up until the point of his death.

Cross fandoms are welcome, I love au’s. I love rping in general honestly, I’ve been doing it for ~seven years now– it’s been a long time, okay ?? I track the tag ‘jerseytrcsh’ so if you want to leave something for me, I’ll find it there!

For more about Kavinsky, please feel free to have a flick through the headcanons tag, or if you want any aspect of his characterization explained, feel free to drop me an ask.

I've no affiliation with Maggie Stiefvater ( & like i don't really want to tbh ) or Ash Stymest ( who I use as Kavinsky's main fc ).

ii. following / unfollowing

All of you are very welcome here and if you feel like following Kavinsky, that would be wonderful! A heads up though, I do not automatically follow back, I usually tend to follow back after i’ve read a few of your threads and through all of your pages, just to get a grasp for your character and see how likely it would be for K to interact with them.

I will unfollow for certain reasons, the main one’s summed up are: god modding, forcing ships, or if you haven’t been active for more than two weeks ( unless we’ve talked or I know you’re hiatus’d ).

I will aslo not follow if you are a personal blog, self - insert, or play a child - of character, this is nothing against you, it's just a personal preference guy.

iii. asks / threads

I’m not very picky with who sends in asks ( i do ask you to be a mutual if it’s a meme that will be turned into a thread ) and i’m relatively patient waiting for replies, i won’t push or pester you for replies, and i ask the same in return. Like i said, i am slow and like to take my time to give you good, quality replies, and sometimes that takes a while.

If a thread goes without a reply from you for more than a month, it will be put on the back burner until you reply, and if another month or so passes without reply, i will drop it. the only real exceptions to this are if i’ve talked to you and know you’re unavailable/lack muse/on hiatus or if it’s waiting on my reply.

Any asks that go against my rules will go unanswered and will be deleted, if i am uncomfortable with answering something, that will also be unanswered and deleted. if you continuously send things in that go against my rules you will first get a friendly warning to please stop and if it happens again after that, you will be blocked.

If you ever see me replying to things and not you, it’s either because I’m getting to it, simply don’t have muse for that thread at the moment, or have missed a post. So please, please, feel free to give me a poke at any time– but do not poke excessively.

iv. nsfw content / triggers

NSFW content will appear on this blog a lot. Kavinsky is very active sexually, as well as being a sociopath, drug addict, gang leader, and a racing fiend. His past is full of loss and abuse ( physical & psychological ) and he's just very fucked up to put it simply, so like it's very safe to say this blog is 18+. i tag most triggers as content warnings– example: #daddy kink cw, #abuse cw

Mun and muse 18+. I will not rp anything nsfw or anything that could be classed as NC-17 with anyone under 18 — and, honestly, I’d really rather not rp with anyone under the age of 18, even in a non-nsfw thread, because lately I’ve been seeing more underage roleplayers say ‘under 18 but okay with smut’ and ‘Mun is under 18, smut at your own risk’, and both are absolutely unacceptable. If you can’t respect my safety by lying about your age or saying ‘it’s okay’, then you don’t get my respect in any form— that’s harsh, but it’s true

I am stating, quite clearly, that— Subject matter that can/will be posted here may not suitable to be viewed by people who are under the age of 18.

v. roleplaying

I prefer plotting before writing together, but I know that some people favour spontaneity, so either is fine by me. My ask box, IM and starter calls are always open to mutuals. I'm also very OC and crossover friendly, so never be afraid to approach me with heavily canon divergent and wildly AU ideas. Let's create a new verse together. The chances are, I will LOVE you for it.

I roleplay any length, ranging from novella to simple conversations with few sentences. As cliché as it's going to sound, I look for quality, not quantity. However, I find it kinda rude when I write someone a great ( and long ) starter and only receive half the length, or less, as a reply. I will always try to match your length, more or less, and I would appreciate if you did the same.

vi. relationships

This is a multi-ship blog. I play Kavinsky as omnisexual and demiromantic ( leaning more towards aromanitc t b h )– but this doesn’t mean that he’s hunting for the d or v. while he certainly takes advantage of an opportunity when it presents itself, he doesn’t just go out looking for sex ( unless necessary to get what he wants ). but, if a ship ( especially romantic ) is to come out of this blog, there has to be CHEMISTRY. a lot of chemistry.

vii. exclusivity / selectivity

I very, very RARELY have exclusives and I really doubt that I ever will be a solely exclusive blog. I love writing and roleplaying in general, and I really enjoy reading various interpretations of the same character ( because all of you are unique butterflies and I love you ). I have no problem with the idea of exclusivity and if other people choose to practise it, then coolio. But I am open to roleplaying with dozens of different versions of the same character if I happen to like their writing.

This blog is also private and selective, which means that I will only write with mutuals. All the starter calls, plotting calls, open starters and other manner of interactions are reserved for my mutuals as well, unless stated otherwise. However, non-mutuals can always send me MEMES and out of character questions.

viii. ooc

I will be tagging all my ooc conversations / posts with shut up Rachel, and I'm ALWAYS willing to get to know my fellow roleplayers and have ooc conversations with them, privately or otherwise.

Last but not the least, I'm Rachel, I'm 23 years young ( so all of you who rightly have the rule of not roleplaying graphic themes with minors may rest easy ), and I'm a slow, slow, word-vomit-y, angst loving cis female. My Skype is always accesible to MUTUALS, all you need to do is ask.

v. i become alive.

main / canon divergent timeline !
he was ALIVE. he pulled that dragon out so he would finally be at peace. but he was alive. he was alive with ronan lynch standing over him & he was TERRIFIED & he was amazed. the dragon coughed & spit fire before letting out a great screech— a sound like metal scraping across metal— & crashing to the ground. his fourth was ruined, his kingdom in shambles. he disappeared into the throngs of inebriated kids & sent lynch five little words:
see you in the streets

v. boo bitch.

ghost ! kavinsky
he was not expecting THIS. he wanted peace, that's all, & yet, he's ended up here; cold & hollow & faded. his blood soaked into the grass, his soul was absorbed into the ley line, another greywarren pulled into the emptiness of limbo. he wasn't joseph kavinsky anymore. he wasn't anything anymore, just scoorched lungs & empty bones.
v. my city is fatal.

dc / arkham verse
joey kavinsky was going to be KING of gotham city— his father was already making his way up to being the most notorious gangster the city had seen in a long time. he was going to follow in those bloody footsteps, but stefan kavinsky wasn't going to live with his son surpassing him. the boy should have died, but he ended up on top of his father, blood dripping from his hands as he stabbed him, over & over & over. he was fourteen, young enough to stay out of prison but not the dark children's ward nestled in the bowels of arkham asylum.

VERSE NAME.

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VERSE NAME.

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VERSE NAME.

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❛ joseph kavinsky. he was UNMISTAKABLE: the sort of raven boy who was clearly an import from elsewhere. everything about his facial structure— the long nose; the hollowed - out, heavy - lidded eyes; the dark arch of his eyebrows— was comletely unlike the valley faces she'd grown up with. ❜

BASIC INFORMATION

FULL NAME: joseph stefanov kavinsky

NICKNAME: kavinsky, k, formerly joey

AGE: 17-19 ( main verse )

BIRTH DATE: december 25

ETHNICITY: french - bulgarian

SEX: male

GENDER: cis male

ROMANTIC ORIENTATION: demiromantic ~~( 100% leans more towards aromantic tbh )~~

SEXUAL ORIENTATION: omnisexual

RELIGION: athiest, raised orthodox

SPOKEN LANGUAGE: bulgarian, french, english, spanish, & russian

CURRENT LIVING CONDITIONS: this bougie - ass bitch lives in the family ( read: his mother's ) mansion & nine times out of ten, is usually the only one occupying the terribly vast space.

OCCUPATION: #thuglife tbh

RELATIONS

PARENTS: stefan kavinsky ( deceased ) & simone kavinsky, née le roy

SIBLINGS: n/a

SIGNIFICANT OTHER: verse dependent. notable: prokopenko, ~~ronan lynch~~

CHILDREN: n/a

PHYSICAL

EYE COLOUR: dark, dark, dark brown

HAIR COLOUR: brunet

HEIGHT: 5'10"

BODY BUILD: small af ( it's the drugs )

TATTOOS + PIERCINGS: tongue & both ears are pierced, belly button was pierced until being ripped out in a fight.

SCARS: cigarette burns & track marks in the crooks of his arms, keeps fuck - up fresh carved on his hip, has a cut running from one side of his lower abdomen to the other from when his father tried to kill him

NOTABLE PHYSICAL TRAITS: literal trash king ( u can smell it on him trust me ), the almost always heavy - lidded, dark eyes

PHOBIAS / DISORDERS

PHOBIAS: achluophobia ( yes he is low - key very terrified of the dark )

MENTAL DISORDERS: bipolar, sociopath

WHEN WAS THIS DIAGNOSED?: battled ( & still is ) with severe depression as a child due to abuse from his father. this was later on discovered to be early stages of bipolar disorder. was taking risperdal for a while ( which helped with the psychotic tendencies ) & then stopped taking it after the death of his father. hasn't been classified as a sociopath 'officially' but like... he's a sociopath, guy

PHYSICAL DISORDERS: celiac disease

WHEN WAS THIS DIAGNOSED: he was itty bitty when this came to light & has been on a mostly - healthy diet since his childhood. his diet is probably the healthiest thing about him honestly & despite being both an addict & an alcoholic, he's pretty good at avoiding things that will fuck up his stomach.

PERSONALITY

INTELLIGENCE: above average, despite acting like a complete idiot & waste of space at aglionby

LIKES: cars, drugs, sex, horror movies, old cartoons, pretty things he can use as arm candy & then dispose of

DISLIKES: ~~being rejected~~, fun ruiners ( ~~i.e. dick gansey iii~~ ), cheap shit, country music

DISPOSITION: all you need to know is that every single part of joseph kavinsky screams TROUBLE & he'll pull you in & eat you alive & feel no remorse if you aren't careful

EXTRAS: has an extreme difficulty when it comes to expressing feelings, probably killed his father, definitely crazy

BIOGRAPHY

joseph kavinsky is the first & only child of stefan kavinsky, one of the most powerful gang leaders in south & central new jersey & parts of philadelphia, pennsylvania. young joey was viable heir to his father's empire, he would have been king if stefan didn't hate him so much.

the sun - dappled, peaceful hallways of the kavinsky home in princeton, new jersey were lavish & chic & usually smelled of mrs. kavinsky's favorite perfumes. wide - eyed joseph would roam the halls after slipping his nannies, leaving his fingerprints on the stainless steel appliances of the kitchen & scuff marks on the marble floors. he made it his own kingdom, a place he could rule in peace & he learned to stay away from where his father ruled early on, having had one too many angry slurs or heavy fists slung in his direction.

his mother— simone le roy, as she insists now— was a french - american broadway actress, aspiring for the big screen but always seeming to fall into the bottom of a bottle at the end of the day. she had a thing for bad boys & older men. stefan kavinsky fit both descriptions to a t. joseph was kind of a mistake, at least.. he wasn't planned. that didn't mean she didn't love him, he was like her, she knew it the moment he was handed to her. his father felt.. DIFFERENTLY. joey was not what he wanted in a son— the boy spent too much time with his mother, too much time playing with that damn prokopenko kid. he was not what stefan kavinsky had wanted at all.

stefan kavinsky was not the father joseph kavinsky— poor, tormented prince of new jersey— had wanted, either. the discord was palpable in the kavinsky home, but only if you were there as often as someone like constantin prokopenko was. he was joey's safety blanket, his shield, the stupid kid who'd always stand on joseph's side despite him being the cause of trouble most occasions. they were inseparable.

he went to private school on private school, his attitude & moods getting worse & worse the more he had to suffer his father in silence. he began losing interest, started acting out— it was the CARS that got him, beautiful & fierce & just BEGGING to be taken out for a spin. they called to him, they haunted his dreams & they always would.

then it happened. he was maybe 12, could have been 13. he was probably younger. he can't exactly remember what year, but he knows it was his christmas eve— the day before his birthday. he finally took one of the old model charger's out & he TOTALLED it, walked away with barely a scratch. he had felt so fucking ALIVE, so damn happy for once. he wanted to do it again & again & again. he hitched it home, shaking through the door from the adrenaline alone, & came face - to - face with his father, all six - foot - three & angry & intimidating.

he couldn't stop it.

the pain was unbearable. it was like nothing he had ever felt before, the blade caught the soft part of his stomach & plunged, ripped a jagged tear right through him. he was definitely supposed to die that night & for some UNGODLY reason, he didn't. instead, he spent three weeks in the hospital. his father paid everyone off. sometimes his mother visited. most of the time it was just prokopenko who was curled up on the hospital bed next to him.

he spent his time dreaming.

joey went to joseph went to just kavinsky. he wasn't the same. stealing his daddy's cars became a habit he couldn't kick, along with chain - smoking & getting into fist fights. he was nothing but bloody knuckles & shaking limbs, refusing to leave bed for days, not even for proko. he spent his time sleeping, his dreams became a safe - haven.

his ability reared it's head the following november. it was small, the first time. he'd fed off the rush of it though, the mystery of it all. how unusual he had become. how odd. he thought of how powerful he could be— how he could be so much better than his father had ever been. he thought of how CRUEL he could become. his nightmares became opportunities in which he could practice living without a heart. he became this twisted thing, made of thorns & gasoline, fire dripping from his tongue.

it can be neither confirmed or denied concerning the matter of stefan kavinsky's death being an act of pay - back or not. the heir to his throne had been conveniently off with close friends, constantin prokopenko confirmed. simone had been in new york city. he had been stabbed & then moved to one of his prized cars— an all black, 1966 chevelle ss that was in perfect working order— before being set on fire. he had an abundance of enemies, ~~including joseph~~, it could have been anyone.

simone wanted a change of scenery after that— in all actuality, she'd lost it on stage & was ruined in the broadway circle. but joseph's current version of prokopenko was an unfortunately weak boy who was close to breaking. kavinsky lost the last shred of his humanity the second he knocked the other boy down & pressed his arm to the fragile neck of his only friend in the WOLRD & pushed until he couldn't anymore. there was no trace of him, joseph dreamt a way to get rid of him, & constantin prokopenko became another face on a milk carton.

you'll like virginia, baby, you've been through a lot. the fresh air will help.

it did not help. they moved in february. it was cold & barren. there were no city lights, no honking horns, no familiar traffic. there was no one. he was lonely & he needed someone. so he dove into his dreams & pulled prokopenko back out with him. despite how close they'd been— how many times he'd seen the line of proko's jaw, the curve of his face, the set of his eyes— he still had trouble getting him perfect. he ruined & tore apart each copy until he got him right— a perfect, obedient, exact copy of the only person he could trust. he put hid the rest of his soul in this new prokopenko & let the darkness in him swallow him whole.

he met ronan lynch at the end of their sophomore year at aglionby & wanted him instantly— he was everything joseph wasn't. he wanted the fire in his veins, wanted those angry eyes looking at him all the time. kavinsky hated him but he was all he could ever think about & those angry looks & tortured laugh began haunting his dream place— lurking behind abandoned cars, hiding behind rows of familiar brick buildings, running down empty city streets.

but damn if there isn't anythng sexier

independent, private, & selective roleplay blog for JOSEPH KAVINSKY from maggie stiefvater's 'the raven cycle'.

than a slender boy with a handgun,

CANON DIVERGENT

oc, crossover, & au friendly
multi-ship, multi-verse

EST. october 2016

( written by Rachel )

a fast car, & a bottle of pills

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tracking: JERSEYTRCSH

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❛ MY EYES ARE UP HERE, SWEETHEART—

i. introductions

ii. following / unfollowing

iii. asks / threads

iv. nsfw content / triggers

v. roleplaying

vi. relationships

vii. exclusivity / selectivity

viii. ooc

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OOC + MISC

KAVINSKY

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but damn if there isn't anythng sexier

than a slender boy with a handgun,

a fast car, & a bottle of pills