•Name- "Don't try me, kid." He scoffed and put his hands into his pockets. (His name is Blaze)
•Age- "What the fuck? You do know I am a senior, right?" He turned his head away. (He's 18)
•Uke or seme?- "I don't mess with that gay shit." He grumbled, not realizing he gave himself away. (He's a seme)
•Species- "If you have to ask me that, then you're a fucking dumbass." He sighed. (He's human)
•Personality- Blaze is a fake. Easy. He like to come off as rough and tumble, hard, and like he just doesn't care. But it is that air he emits that makes it so clear that he isn't that way. Actually, ask any of his family, and they will know that he is sheepish; shy in every way. He cannot speak up. He is very insecure. He is very emotional. He is not this tough man that everyone has come to see him as. And it's through this boastful attitude of his, that he come off like a cat fluffing up his fur. It's just an act. And one that he hates to put on
•Likes- Styling hair, sports, flirting with girls, and poetry
•Dislikes- Most guys, staying inside, feeling bored, and school
•Backstory- His father and mother split when he was 7. They were a good couple who loved their kid, but just couldn't stay together. His angel of a mother got with the asshole that is his stepfather. And that jackass went on beating him and his mother. His little brother and sister were born later, and he adopted his role in having to be the man of the house and protecting them. It's painful
•Other- Clearly, that red is not natural. He loves to experiment and dye his hair lost of colors. And it's good practice for when he wants to go to cosmetology school
•Scenario- (Actually, I am not feeling the best right now and I can't think properly. I'll come up with something later. For now, please come up with whatever fits your character the best)
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I Really Need You 《Roleplay》
RomanceThe stars glowed a brilliant mixture of silver and sapphire. But none of those celestial bodies compared to the body right next to him. Warm and small. His breathing was even, hugged against his arm. He turned to look at the little lover pressed up...
