"Forever Yours, beyond time, space and memories"

Hello! another rp from me woo, yes its gay and its romance, this a re-ocurring theme with me as should be expected by now so here we go!
So this is sort of inspired by one of my other rps thats been on a bit of Haitus and I've missed continuing so here's a spinoff not really, maybe? yeah, a variation of it if you will.

Character A is an ageless vampire, immortal if you will. Born then turned back when the world was ruled by mortal kings and followed temporary rules, A has been through it all, war, peace, love, and loss countless times over. It took them lives to learn about themselves, their new life, and their new ways of being. Hundreds of years later it was only when they figured an immortal being didn't have to be alone. Of course there were other vampires around but none they liked enough to form an eternal bond with. The only other option would be a bonded partner. Close to a witch's familiar, a vampire's bonded partner, as the name hints at, is an individual bonded to the life of a vampire, past mortal lifespan and time. Which brings us to character B, A's bonded partner. B became A's partner around the victorian era and has been with them ever since (more will be elaborated on their past in the actual rp). Skipping forwards to current times, A and B have to find each other in this life since of course they're bonded and A just wants to begin their new life together. One slight problem though, A finds B, great! but, B has fogotten their past lives and doesn't know who A is anymore. woo.

quick note

• This is a vampire x human/other species? romance so magical shenanegans will ensue in terms of how immortality works and how memories are lost/recovered. For the immortality bit, since A would just continue their past life without needing to die, I'm also going to have that be the case for B even though they're human (or other) since I don't feel like starting off when they're a child cuz that weird, cool.
  Let me know if you have any other questions, this is just a messy intro, i do know there are some holes in the plot, no worries if you need to clerify some things

Rules

• no smut
• andrew (Our Supreme Lord and Overseer)'s rules of course, please be respectful. If you uhave any questions or concerns, let me know
• If you need to leave or pause for whatever reason just let me know so I don't keep booping the rp
• I have a right to say no if I already know your writing style. I would like this to be a bit longer in responses but I get it if theres a lull in plot but don't make 1 or 2 sentence a regular thing else we won't get anywhere. I'll try and post long responses as much as possible as well
• template will be up, but beforehand let me know what character you would like to be, I'm okay with being either and what pairing dynamic you'd want to write.
  have fun!

HI! I've seen your writing around tons so you're all good to join! before I put up a template, which character would you like? and which pairing would you like to do?

I don't mind at all, most of my rps are m/m or m/nb anyways so this works great!
Here is a template!

Name
Age
Personality
Appearance
Likes
Dislikes
Backstory
Other

Name - Cicil Louissa
Age - Immortal but looks around 28
Personality Cicil, being a bonded partner to a vampire, is an old soul. He's always favored his first lifetime since it was when he met his partner but he has learned over the centuries of being alive that both his first life and new lives can be intertwined into something beautiful. He's cautiously optimistic, rather prefering to go into a situation well prepared rather than be caught off guard but he'll indulge in a surprise every now and then to please his partner. Having a such a long life, he's learned to appreciate the small things he would look over. in noticing the small things in life, he's also learned to appreciate detail, whether that be in his personal relationship, finding out what his partner does and doesn't like, experimenting and showing his love in new ways, or in his everyday life at work or in public. He's kind and soft, never one to lose his temper orraise his voice unless truely upset over a situation and even then his anger is quiet. He mostly wants to jut enjoy his long life, providing for those he loves no matter how long they are in his life.
Appearance - Cicil has experimented with his appearance each life, loving to try new styles and trends that come out each year, no matter how rediculous some may seem. Eventually he reverts back to whatever is comfiest, whether that be giant sweaters or knit cardigans in the winter or tank tops and loose silky blouses in the summer. His physical appearance strongly hold traits of his spanish heratiage. His skin is bronze, and freckled from anturies spent out on his home land's beaches or just out enjoying the sun. His eyes a deep green, and his facial features and slightly rounded, an oval shaped fave. His hair is midnight black, curly, and silky soft to the touch. He as a thinner frame, and stands around 5'7.
Likes exploring. Cicl loves to explore, whether that be other continents or a new local town in whatever city they were living in that life, he loves to learn new things about the area. ANd if they can't explore then read about a fantasy land, anything to transport him somewhere new. He also loves food, specifically sweets, which comes with his love for travel and experiencing something new. And of course, he loves his partner.
Dislikes- not knowing things, he'd rather be prepared than not. Violence, though he's learned its a part of life, he'd rather try and resolve things peacefully.
Backstory - Cicil was born in Barcelona during hte victorian era. He grew up fairly well off other than the need to surpress his sexuality but back then he didn't really understand that was soemthing he could explore, until he met his partner. Cicil was turned on his 28th birthday and has remained that age since then. At first he didn't understand why he had to live on while everyone he loved around him died, soemtimes regretting his choice to choose his own desire instead of live the life he was given and then peacefully die. Over the lives he's grappled with his immortality as a human but has learned to live with it. Throughout their lives together, he's adopted children and tried finding jobs where children were involved such as teaching or therapy, isnce he could watch them grow and become amazing adults while filling in the need to have a family, dispite the bittersweet emotions of outliving them eventually. Depsite that, he's stayed faithful to his partner, falling in love with him every day of his lives over and over again, something he would never regret or wish he'd change.
Other - As a sort of tradition, Cicil has added tattos each life he's lived, as immortal as he and a nice way of documenting the important parts of their lives without the worry of them being lost.

(awe he's great! love the comparison to loki. So real quick before we start, I didn't actually think the starter through before but now I was thinking of having a peak at their relationship before the life where Cicil's memories are erased somehow begins, jsut so we get a basis for their relationship and some cute fluffy moments between them before inevitable heartbreak, would okay with you?)

(I saw, he looks great! Here is a starter!)
Cicil carefully turned the key into the lock, making sure not to drop any of the groceries he had picked up that morning as he stepped into the dimly lit home. Curtains were drawn over the large living room windows and over the kitchen windows, casting the beautiful home in mostly darkness save for the slits of sunlight that managed to peek through the cracks. Despite the darkness, Cicl loved their little home. It had been the first time they had lived in a house all on their own instead of an apartment and Cicil had been beyond excited to decorate it and make it their own. They had only been living here a year or so but it already had a cozy quality that fit both their likes. In the main living room, a large comfy couch was the centerpiece, piled high with blankets and pillows. A little nook had been converted into a reading corner though the books they had aquired theoughout their lives usually eneded up spilling over into the rest of their home, never usually staying on the shelves for long. The walls were essentially a gallery filled with a combination of personal photos and art they had picked up from their travels around the world. The house itself was tucked away into the forests of Canada, secluded enough so they wouldn't be bothered but close enough to the city to make regular grocery runs or just a day out in the town.
Cicil had gotten up relatively early that morning, needing to make a grocery run and stop by the local blood bank for Larson's weekly pickup of blood. He set the four bags of food down on the counter, humming to himself as he put everything away in its proper place before begining a simple breakfast. Half an hour latere, Cicil had made himself and Larson a pretty decent breakfast of fried eggs, french toast and a smoothie. He set everything on a tray and headed down the hall to their bedroom, gently knocking before stepping inside. Like the rest of the house, the curtains were drawn ove rthe windows to keep it dark. The TV had been left on with Larson's latest game he had played the night before, soft music still played as it waited for the player to resume. Cicil set the tray down on the bedside table and went over to the window to tug open the windows just a smidge to let in some sort of warmth and sunlight. He settled back into bed, tugging over the heavy blankets and nestling beside his partner, gently combing through his hair. "Good morning, sweetheart." He murmured, proping up his elbow. He leaned down and presseed a soft kiss to Larson's brow. "Breakfast is ready, the day has started and yet you sleep." He teased lightly before finding the remote to save the game and find a movie to watch while they ate breakfast.

(awe thank you, thats what we're goung for so yay!)
"Sometimes I wonder if I married a cat rather than a vampire." he laughed softly, watching as Larson slowly awoke and sat up. He gently took Larson's hand and kissed his fingertips, smiling softly at larson's sleepy state. No matter how long they had eben together, this would never get old. Being with Larson would never get old in general but he particularly loved the small moments between them. Waking up in morning, relaxing on the couch, reminicing on their past lives and planning for their future ones. They had memories all around their home of their time together, the more personal ones stayed in their bedroom, their wedding photo's honeymoon photo's, etc and were nice to look back upon. One of his favorite photos was one he had taken after their first night together. It had been a dream come true and their venue had been beautiful. The photo was of the both of them, half hidden among pale while sheets, unclothed but unbelievably comfortable. Cicil was more awake in the photo than Larson, happily showing off his still healing bite and his sleeping hisband beside him. The bite mark now was framed in a tattto of flowers, specifically the ones he had during the wedding with the puncture wounds as the centers. He was proud of the mark, a symbol of his partner's love and devotion and his own loyalty back. Now it peeked out from the jacket he had thrown on to make the grocery run but usually he would choose shirts or an outfit that showed off his varrying tattoos but for now he rather would remain cozy. He smiled soflty at his husband and gently traced his jaw, tilting his head up. "Its alright, my love. We always find time to spend time together whether thats in the middle of the night or whenever you're awake. I don't mind pulling all nighters to spend time with you." He reassured gently, remembering back to the nights he spent awake when they ahd first been dating and then got married. it was a small sacrifice Cicil was more than do just to spend time with his husband. He dropped a kiss to Larson's lips, drawing it out a few moments before tugging him close and entangling himself among the sheets to create a poket of warmth for them. "whats on the agenda for today?" he asked, reaching over to the night stand and passing Larson a plate of breakfast and then took his own. "I have to substitute a class later today but my afternoons should be free. We can go out if you want, a little date perhaps?"

(definitely will be angst😂)
"You deserve to be spoiled, mi corazon." He replied easily, returning back to taming down Lars' unruley hair, even tually giving up on actually trying to flatten it and instead just running his fingers through the silky strands. He glared playfully at his husband and lifted his chin defiantly "indeed I did. It was a lovely morning out. I even bought a little dessert for later tonight." He smiled softly and took a bite if his food, humming softly in content. He nodded slightly and kissed Lars' temple. "If you'd like, thank you my love. I should be back in time a few hours before the date so I'll be able to help or just relax with you beforehand." He huffed softly but couldn't help smiling at his husband, "beloved, you know how I feel about surprises." He ate a few bites of food again before taking a sip of his smoothie and thinking it over. "But if it's something you'd really want to do, then I can't argue."

Cicil blushed softly, as he always did with the little nickname. It had been a constant nickname throughout their lives, one others have tried calling him but it never sounded the same as to when Lars said it. "It seems to be getting better every mome t I spend here with you, dear. He said softly, glancing up for a moment and shaking his head. "No! I mean we can if you really want to, but if you've found something new I wouldn't mind trying something new." He reassured quickly. While Cicil was what he would call an overly cautious person, he had learned to loosen up throughout his lives, especially for his love of traveling and of course for his love of Larson. He breathed a small laugh but nodded "I'll surprise you with dessert if you surprise me with dinner." He reasoned, mirroring his husband's smile. "Dinner and a movie? How romantic my love. I look forward to it." He cooed softly, passing Larson the glass of blood before taking the empty plates and stacking it on the tray.

Cicil tipped his head, contemplating before nodding slowly and then a bit faster, "Yeah, that'd be alright. We've been there enough that I don't think there could be something I don't like." He smiled, already looking forwards to the date. "Dinner, a movie and candles? Please tell me I'm not missing an our anneversery or birthday." He pleaded. "You never cease to impress, do you, sweetheart?" He asked, shaking his head fondly at his beloved husband. He only got a moment to set his smoothie down before he was drawn back to Lars, humming softly in surprise at the sudden kiss. He gently takes Lars's face into his hands and draws him closer, slowly moving his hands around his neck and to his chest to feel his heartbeat. He could taste the tang of blood from Larson's drink, mixed with the sweetness from french toast syrup. He tugged Lars back down onto the bed, carefully nuding aside the plates and drinking glasses farther on the table so they wouldn't be knocked over. He gently pulled away, "you will never have to know the answer to that, my dear." he murmured against his lips, peppering his husband in kisses and hugging him closer.

Cicil burst out into giggles as Lars kissed his back and wrapped him into a hug. Civil squeezed back gently and nuzzled his head against the crook of his husband's neck. "It's a miracle you do considering we've made multiple calendars with all the important dates on it." He laughed, reaching up slightly to kiss Larson's jaw. "Me? Darling, if it weren't for you we wouldnt have this eternal life together to begin with. Granted we would definitely make the most out of a single lifetime. I'm the one who should be thanking and spoiling you." He closed his eyes and curled back up against Larson's form, reaching under his shirt and lightly tracing his spine and the map of scars he had practically memorized throughout their endless life together. "My beautiful vampire, I will forever be grateful to you for choosing me to spend an eternity with."

"it really does, especially when you remember to bring your phone." He pressed a kiss to his lover's temple, before tilting his head out of the way. "Don't bite." He teased softly, eyes fluttering closed as he felt Lars' breath against his neck. Even when he had been getting the tattoo around the bit, he never got the same feeling as to when Lars touched him. "How could I refuse? You first offered me a lifetime by your side as your husband and then offer eternity? I was fully prepared to love you for one life. To get to do that for an infinite amount of time was only something I could only dream about until you made it come true." He murmured, lazily opening his eyes as he gazed at his beloved husband. "Very well, so long as this doesn't turn into a competition, you're more than welcome to spoil me. It's adorable seeing you get so excited for our date."

"You're most definately right, one life isn't enough." Cicil agreed, reaching up to gently brush aside Larson's hair and then cupping his cheek, an all too proud smile spreading on his features when he saw his husband blush. While he new back then sacrificing his mortality wasn't going to be easy, having to watch his family grow old and die, as well as learning to live in a time that had not origially was supposed to have him in it, Cicil had taken the chance, not only on immortality but on Larson. The man, the vampire he had fallen so deeply in love with. "How I managed to make a vampire fall in love with me I'll never know, but I'm glad I get to spend the rest of my existence with you." He slowly moved to sit back up, still holding Larson close. "I'm not going anywhere, my love. Its going to take a lot more for me to leave your side." He smiled and pressed one final kiss to Larson's lips, affectionately nudging his head. "As much as I would give just about anything stay here with you all cozy in bed, I have a class to substitute and we have a date to plan afterwards." He reminded, gently brushing Larson's cheek, gazing into his eyes. "unless I'm convinced otherwise to take a last minute sick day?"

Cicil sighed softly "you're right as always, my love." He iled adoringly before gently moving Lars back onto the bed so he could go change for work. "You should come with me one day. I know the kids would love to see you." He suggested, finding a button down and slacks. He often subbed for the same group of teachers so most of the students were the in his rotation every now and again when he was called in. "Some of the newer students doubt your real despite the wedding ring." He recalled laughing softly before disappearing into the joined bathroom. He came a few minutes later, now in the new clothes and with his hair less tangled than before. He clasped on a few pieces of gold jewlery, including his wedding band he kept on a chain. He paused in front of Lars to drop a goodbye kiss, "I love you forever, stay safe, and don't over work yourself getting the chores done." He said, giving him a pointed look before grabbing a satchel bag from the closet and a few notes he kept on a desk in the corner of the room. "I'll call you when I start heading back." He promised, packing anything else he needed for the class before grabbing his keys and heading out the door.

While it would make sense for Cicil to teach history, since they've through a good portion of it and it wasn't like immortals wern't completely unknown, he had ultamately decided he'd rather teach something a bit more fun and less repetitive. English. Specifically the art of writing. not the grammar and technical part. He loved reading his student's writing, especially on the assignment's they were allowed to show their creative side. Usually Cicil didn't have the freedom to choose the student's assignments but he tried his best to make the class entertaining, whether altering the assignment slightly for the student's benifit or promising a little treat of their choosing if they worked hard most of the class. Usually they as for a stroy of his past, many of which included Larson. When he wasn't story telling or actually teaching, he was either writing himself or reading, passing time until the end of the class and he would move onto the next class. Today was a bit different though, since he only had one class, he would teach this class and head back home to prepare for the date. Its mostly why had such a happy smile on his face when his students began to enter and greet him. "No way we're doing work today, not if you're going to smile like that the whole time and not tell us whats up." A student said, plopping down in his chair. Firen, a vampire boy that reminded Cicil of his very own husband, not necessarily in looks but in the confident attitude reminicent of when they had first met.
"If you must know, which it seems you all do otherwise work apparently won't get done, I'm going out tonight." he informed, earning him oohs and aahhhand begging to know the details.