The Himbo And His Brain (0x0) (Monster Romance) (CLOSED!)

Hi! I would like a roleplay with a Himbo esque character with MY character
Invalid Character -Valentina

And this prompt!
Person A: “Are you seriously telling me that you never realised I’m a vampire?”
Person B: “I’m sorry ok? I thought you were just really into the aesthetic!”

Here are the rules
3 lines or more, no one liners!
Must be an experienced roleplayer
Must have a character link or a template,whether you have your own or use my simple one I don't care
No Pinterest Links!
I can do anything but if you have any triggers lemme know
Little to no character control. Some is okay if you're setting up a scene for a starter, but try to leave as much room as possible
If not okay with NSFW stuff, also lemme know

May I? I have the perfect himbo for this lol.

Yes ofc!

I’ll pull up a template for them and we can begin!

Awesome go right on ahead!

Hello?

(Sorry! Fell asleep.)

(Aight let's see that character! Ya know. once you wake up. get some breakfast. maybe some coffee)

Name: Blake Blakeson (I couldn’t think of a good last name and I think I’m funny.)
Age: 25
Gender: Trans man, he/him
Orientation: Bisexual demiromantic
Appearance: Blake is tall, buff, and has a jawline and cheekbones one might kill for. His skin is umber brown and he wears colored contacts to make his eyes a sparkling dark purple (and to like, see) otherwise his eyes are dark brown. He’s almost always smiling and has smile lines under his eyes to show it, and is positively covered in freckles. He has a few acne scars from picking at zits as a kid, but with the freckles they’re barely noticeable.
Personality: He’s very loyal and compassionate, always ready to believe someone when they say they need help or assistance, and he is very invested in his community. Academically, he’s fairly smart, but in everything else he’s just, like, not incompetent? But he is a bit simple minded. He’s just a soft, somewhat timid guy who cares about people.
Other: He lives on a farm and has a horse named Bubbles.

I love his horse with all of my heart. Now then. How do the two meet? Also I can see him like just falling head over heels and sending her tons of gifts and courting the shit out of her until eventually she's like "FINE i'll go on ONE date but after that you leave me alone" and she ends up accidentally falling for him.

I kinda would prefer we go a different route? That seems kinda stalker-y to me, sorry. Maybe she and he just keep bumping into each other until one of them asks the other out? Like, fate is pushing them together and they’re just. Confused beans about it all.

Valentina isn't a bean. She's High Class Bitchy Royalty whose actually really used to stuff like that…hmmmm….She does have a secret passion for fashion and sewing.

Ooh! Maybe she could join a sewing circle and they could meet there?

She wouldn't ever do thaaaat but…maybe she's forced into it by her mother. Her mother would definitely do that.

Ooh yes.

Yiiissss…now how to start?

I… don’t know.

Hmmm…i've got an idea lemme just type up the starter

Okay!

Valentina was spending another night watching black and white movies up in her tower, really she rather was enjoying herself which was unusual. Lately her mother seemed to be pushing her to be more sociable, which was starting to get under her skin. Her movie was just ending and she was about to switch out the VCR tape when there was a knock at her door, and the butler slid a flyer under the door. Valentina sighed and walked over to the door and picked it up. "A sewing circle? With commonors? And HUMANS? I'd rather sit in the sun." She slid it back, her heavy victorian accent just adding to the disappointment. She huffed went over to the VCR, and 10 minutes into the movie her mother knocked on the door. "Valentina Lalor Callisto you are going to the sewing meet or I'm taking away your book collection for a month." "Mother!" "No. I'm tired of you bat caving in your room all the time. Go spread your wings, enjoy yourself. And dress appropriately." Valentina grumbled and changed out of her black silk pajama's into a black dress, with red glittery blood going down the ball gown skirt. She then added in a red rose hair clip, pulled on some black ballet flats, and grabbed her black parisole, and her sewing basket. "I'm off Mother!" She called out, and transformed into a bat, flying down to the small library. Why there was a sewing workshop at 10 pm she had no idea, but she wasn't about to question the logic of walking food. So she just shape shifted back, smoothed down her dress, and sat down at one of the tables next to Blake without a word, setting her basket down next to her.

Blake stared at her for a moment, mostly because she was really pretty and he developed platonic crushes easily. But also because she was interesting. Usually more rural folks came to sewing meets like this-Blake himself was hardly an outlier, there were plenty of other men here who enjoyed sewing and that was nice, it was good to see more people enjoying sewing since it really just used to be him and a bunch of older women, but now almost everyone in his small town gathered in the Family Rec Center and enjoyed some time to sew and share projects.

Blake himself was working on making a new horse blanket for Bubbles. The horse really needed a new one, especially with autumn rolling around, and- wait, yes, the new lady. She was really pretty, wasn’t she? And probably really smart too, and maybe not the nicest given her cold shouldering but Blake was sure he could make friends with her.

“What’s your name? I’m Blake. I haven’t seen you around here, are you new in town?” he asked.

"I'm Valentina." She said in a dark and heavy tone as she pulled out a peasant blouse, that she was making for a distant cousin of hers, out of a deep dark emerald green, and gold with black lace edging. "My family has been here long before your little pimple popper of a town sprung up like daisies. I am being forced here by my mother." Her voice was angry and cold, and not very open and friendly at all, having a general hatred for the human kind.

“Valentina is a really pretty name. Which makes sense, ‘cause you’re really pretty yourself. Although you’re kind of, well… not nice. Which is sad, because I’d really like to be friends with you since you seem cool.” he said, smiling all the while.

"Thank you for the compliment but flattery will get you nowhere." She said harshly. "I may be interesting but I assure you that I shall be none of your concern." She said in her usual stiff backed voice. And that's the way she sat too with perfect posture,ignoring the wary glances around her. The whole town new that the whole valley was ruled by vampires. At least the see generations did. They knew also to treat her with ultimate respect.

“Oh, I’m not the flattering type. I just put it as I see it, no point in flowering up your words. What are you working on?” he asked, looking over her shoulder.

She pushed him away hard. "Touch me again and I'll rip your throat out. And how rude. Mind your own. But, to answer your question in hopes of you shutting up, I'm making a peasant blouse for a distant cousin of mine." She continued her needle work in silence, hand sewing a flower design currently with amazing accuracy.

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