Indie & Selective canon American Horror Story: Hotel rp.
donovan.
Written by Teresa.
tracking: iintravenovs
I; Common roleplaying courtesy. Only I have control of my character and what he says and does. Do please under any circumstance, do not godmod my character, unless of course I give you permission.
II; The number one reason that we all roleplay is for fun, right? Please do not start any unnecessary OOC drama because that will result in an immediate unfollow/block. I’m strongly against this. If I wanted drama, I’d sign up for a reality TV show.
III; Keep in mind that the mun is over 21 years old. Meaning that there will often times be NSFW/triggering stuff and smut on this blog. With that being said, I refuse to roleplay any NSFW topics/smut with any minors. That doesn’t mean I won’t roleplay with you, but you know.
IV; If you are interested in shipping, please don’t hesitate in letting me know and I’ll do the same. If there is no chemistry between the two characters, then I will absolutely not ship it. Please don’t force any of this on me. I also ask that you please keep in mind the fact that Donovan will still be with Elizabeth and helplessly in love with her in his main verse. So if you do want to ship with him, things are more than likely going to be a bit complicated and you're going to have to try to convince him why he shouldn't be with her and etc. His relationship with her plays a SIGNIFICANT role in who he is so I don't really want to ignore all of that. However, things can be changed if plotted on beforehand.
V; There are often times where my replies will be slow. Understand that I do have a life outside of this that I fully intend on living. If I go a few days without replying to you, give me a friendly reminder just incase I probably forgot about it or something. Do not harass me about why I’m taking long because that would only make me want to keep you waiting even longer.
VI; If you ever want to send to turn a meme into a thread, then by all means, please do. It’s something I actually encourage. BUT if you do, please, for the love of God, do not reblog the ask itself, because 9 times out of 10 I’ll just ignore it. Put your reply on its own text post. It doesn’t even take 5 minutes for you to do.
VII; I am a selective blog, meaning that I won’t follow everyone that follows me back and sometimes I won’t roleplay with everyone. It’s nothing personal either, I promise. It’s just me and I’m weird like that.
NAME: Donovan ( last name: classified )
PRONOUNS: He/Him
GENDER: Male
DATE OF BIRTH: October 11, 1970
SPECIES: Afflicted ( blood virus )
BIRTH PLACE: Los Angeles, CA
CURRENT RESIDENCE: Los Angeles, CA
SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Bisexual
MARITAL STATUS: Complicated
HEIGHT: 6'0"
WEIGHT: 172lb
BODY STRUCTURE: Leand
HAIR COLOR: Dark brown.
HAIR STYLE: Pompadour done to perfection. ( usually )
EYE COLOR: Baby blue.
CLOTHING STYLE: Highly fashionable, expensive designer wear is all that exists within his wardrobe.
FACIAL HAIR: Mostly shaved with a very light stubble.
DRINK: Yes.
SMOKE: Yes
DRUGS: Not anymore.
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Late night when you need my love.
Music loudly echoed through the penthouse walls; a clear indication of the fact that the Countess was out. And as the saying goes, when the cat is the way… With a glass of blood in one hand and his cigarette in the other, Donovan was dancing and singing along to what was perhaps one of his favorite songs as if no one was watching or listening. No one was, right?
“I know when that hotline bling. That can only mean one thing.”

you honor me and I’m afraid I do not deserve it. I still love and miss you too <3!
@butscrewmefirst liked for a starter

“No offense, babe, but your staff sucks. Can’t do shit for themselves.” Yes, he was specifically talking about Iris.
a hundred random starters || accepting ||

She found out. It was an immediate panic that overtook the dark-haired man once the sentence fully left her mouth. But how? He was so sure that the Countess never even so much as batted an eyelash in Iris’ direction; he would’ve bet everything on that fact, so how was it that he was being proved wrong? No matter how hard he could’ve tried, he couldn’t bring himself to wrap his head around it. Before, Iris didn’t exist in the eyes of Elizabeth, but now everything was changing; he could feel his heart pounding heavily in his chest — he could feel death breathing down his neck. And although he tried his best to conceal the state of panic that he was in, there was no way of removing the clear expression of concern in his baby blue eyes. “C- consequences?” He repeated in a questioning tone, trying to force out a smile, but to no avail. “What do you mean?“
a hundred random starters || accepting || @butscrewmefirst

Cruel, but it brought a smile to his face. If you were to ask him, they deserved nothing more than to scream until they turned blue in the face; crying and begging for mercy in the face of an inevitable death. It was yet another successful date night completed with some good old-fashioned hate watching; one of the couple’s favorite hobbies. Overjoyed at the way that she seemed to be recalling the events that they had just witnessed, Donovan’s lips curled at the edge of his mouth, giving a perfect display of how ecstatic he was. “Music to your ears, I bet. What was this, the third person that Ramona ate? We should make her our hate watch champion, you know? I think she should be properly rewarded for the entertainment.” He didn’t even need to elaborate any more, you could already tell by the tone in which he spoke that the reward he had in mind wasn’t going to be something good.
a hundred random starters || accepting || @butscrewmefirst

“I’m sorry.” The words came from him in almost like a whisper. It was almost like a reflex. Apologizing was always Donovan’s first instinct when it came to Elizabeth, whether or not he truly was in the wrong. When he was sided against her, he was always in the wrong no matter what and he knew better than to think otherwise. Although his head dropped lower, his baby blue eyes remained pointed upward, aimed at nothing else but his platinum blonde haired lover. The dominance that she held over him was so overwhelming that he couldn’t even think to do much of anything else. In fact, he seemed to have forgotten the reason why he was apologizing in the first place. All that matters to him was that she was no longer upset.
I will love you as long as you let me. And God forbid, if you no longer let me, I will love you quietly