general

call me rin, yuki, ivan or tenti. pronouns is female, though i don't mind male or they pronouns. timezone is gmt +8, online 24/7 unless in class or occupied on television.

you don't need a pre-planned plot before approaching me, just hit up my pm if you want to rp. though please, for the love of god: don't act like some subby boy in fanfics who always stutter or trail off and don't know how to talk or stand up for themselves; i'll drop you before you can blink. otherwise, i swear i'm a nice person, i just can't stand that sort of bull.

activity

i'd like to say my muse for this rp is strong, so expect quick replies! the longest an hour or two, the quickest within a few minutes. i try to respond to whichever reply comes first; though on days if i'm low on muse, i may focus on replies that bring me muse instead. 

if you don't respond in one week, i won't poke you; i'll just drop the thread unless you respond again. if i don't reply after seven days, feel free to poke me, i won't be mad at you. sometimes, it slips my mind. 

roleplaying

i'm good with any genre, especially fluff, drama, , dark and angst. although, i try to avoid gore unless inflicted on npc. otherwise, no limbs falling or guts spilling, please. 

i can do both 1st and 3rd. i write script for 1st while for 3rd, i do either descriptive, para, novella or prose. you can find samples of my writing here. 

as you can already read from ten's profile, he is a switch who mostly dominates, and a bottom. unless i am comfortable with you, very unlikely will i straight with you as ten. please do not make my ten top, thank you. 

i have no limits when it comes to kinks. the only hard limit i have is anything with and pee, just no. otherwise, hit me with your best, show me what you got.

100% Brat 
100% Brat tamer 
100% Switch 
100% Rigger 
100% Rope bunny 
99% Sadist 
98% Vanilla 
96% Primal (Hunter) 
90% Submissive 
88% Degrader 
86% Dominant 
80% Exhibitionist 
78% Primal (Prey) 
75% Masochist 
49% Master/Mistress 
47% Experimentalist 
47% Voyeur 
46% Degradee 
43% Daddy/Mommy 
42% Non-monogamist 
12% Slave 
11% Ageplayer 
1% Owner 
1% Boy/Girl 
0% Pet 

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under the harsh scintillation of bangkok's february star, a young boy, just a week shy of witnessing six summers, was whisked off from the energetic afternoon streets. no eyes caught as an innocent child was picked off from the sidewalk and shoved into a black panel van, the vehicle speeding off into the jammed road of bangkok traffic. no ears heard the muffled cries for help as the captive was driven to a far away land.

twenty-four hours after the incident, ten, full name of chittaphon leechaiyakul, was reported missing and an amber alert was issued.

while commotion stretched on for weeks in thailand's capital, in the land of morning calm, a cargo ship had docked. in the container was trafficked humans of divergent ethnicity and backgrounds, far from the comfort of their homeland. among these unfortunate souls, was a six-year-old boy by the name of ten.

they were marketed, tagged with prices as if objects to ease the lives of other men and women. some had been bought down to perform labour, others purchased for the pleasure of animalistic desire. very few of them, all children, would be acquired to be trained to commit liquidation.

one of these children included ten. 

training was gruesome. no one bothered whether they were only pre-teens or barely three. weapons were put into their small palms all the same, given one task. 

to survive. 

any child showing less than pleasing results in their combat would be severely punished, and if they don't show any improvement in the next month, they would be rid of. it was a heartless world they lived in, but there was nothing they could do about it. if they wanted to live, they needed to throw away their innocence and start fighting for their right to exist. 

signs of weakness meant failure, and there is no room in this world for failures. 

all it took was three months for ten to learn the hard truth, and to ditch his idealism. the once bright and cheerful boy was gone, replaced by a hard and cold shell. if his parents were to see him now, they would wail that he was not the precious boy they remembered. 

ten graduated at the age of his namesake, having witnessed the deaths of all the boys and girls around him along the way. even though he was only ten years of age, it didn't matter. to the higher ups, he was ready. 

he quickly became the most sought after hitman, his efficiency an aspect all clients looked out for. ten got the job done as soon as he received the task, delivering his results with flying colours. the customers were pleased, and so were the ones ranked above him. 

slowly, but surely, ten climbed his way upwards, until he became a master.

he was only thirteen. 

the vicious cycle continued for years to come. gunning down victims without so much as a wink of his eye, blood painting his hands darker with each fallen human. he was amazing in his job and even offered a position to be a little boss. 

it was a rare opportunity, but for whatever reason, ten refused. 

and it went on as such. 

until finally, when he was twenty years old, something changed. 

his mission was to kill a couple. he didn't bother himself to remember their names, not when they would be saying goodbye to this world soon enough. some petty woman had a grudge against them, and wanted them gone as soon as possible. 

that night, ten ruthlessly murdered the pair, covered in their blood. 

he should have left that very moment. it wasn't ideal for hitmen to stay any longer than they should at their victim's home. yet, something made ten stick rooted to his spot. 

a gut feeling told him to explore the house he was in. 

it was here that he met her, the little toddler who would come to change his view in life. 

seeing the little girl, staring at him with her wide eyes filled with so much innocence and ignorance, something stirred in him. warmth, protectiveness, guilt all washed over him at once. he wanted to take care of her, to ensure she won't grow up into a bleak world like he did. 

the gravity of the situation made him realise she had no one to guide her anymore, not when he had taken those lives. 

so, ten made a rash decision. 

he took the girl with him. 

he managed to raise the little girl in a small apartment, away from the eyes of his gang. he watched as she grew up, taking care of her and nurturing her, making sure she had everything she needed. every day, a cloud loomed over his head, of the blood he had shed that faithful night. 

and every day, he needed to toss a glance over his shoulder, to make sure no one was following him. 

but he had not been careful enough. someone managed to notice his odd behaviour and followed him. the person found out about the little girl and reported it back to their mafia boss. 

with that, ten was brought in for questioning. 

he had initially been sentenced to death, and ten wouldn't be too displeased about it, if the man hadn't added- 

"kill the little girl too."

ten threw all caution out the window as he begged for the young girl's life, citing that she was innocent and didn't deserve to die so young. he declared that he would do anything for her life, to ensure she wouldn't die in vain in the hands of brutes. he confessed to loving the little girl like his own daughter and that he would go through hell and back for her. 

it was laughable, for some. 

however, this got the mafia boss thinking. 

he decided he would let ten slide, even offered him a chance at being a normal citizen. 

but, at a cost. 

ten was handed a task so impossible, no one could've been able to accomplish it. everyone given this mission would either return with tails between their legs, or their heads in boxes. that was just how difficult the task was, and he handed it to ten, since the male was so determined to keep the girl safe. 

and so, ten took on the mission. 

and, he succeeded. 

as promised, ten was given a chance at a normal life, and was even introduced to a fraud maker who created ids and birth certificates for him and his daughter. 

now, not only is ten a registered citizen, but his daughter is also legally his own. 

ten runs a tattoo parlour by himself, closing in the evening so he could pick up his daughter from kindergarten. 

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