#[ ooc. ] — salem talks !
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Spooky season fam, y'all know what that means-
The time of Stephen King, pumpkins, Halloween, red, orange and yellow leaves is upon us
#oli talks#ooc#muns ramblings#mindless ramblings of a madman#stephen king#spooky#spooky season#Halloween#halloween season#scary stories#horror stories#I love Stephen King he's such a good writer#currently reading Salem's Lot and oh boy
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press ♡ for a starter (plz specify muse!!)
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ooc ; cries into hands bc favorite patient called just to see how I was doing
#ooc ; salem speaks#we talk a lot and he knows i have dad trauma#he wanted to make sure i'm good#sweet guy who always uses my preferred name and pronouns
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Planning for most of my characters:
“They’re a vampire from a royal bloodline who were framed for the murder of a family member”
“They’re an angel who’s race is not holy at all, but more alien in nature, and they’re fighting to save human kind”
“They’re trying to find redemption for awful things they’ve done a long time ago, but are a better person now to who they were back then...”
Me this morning:
“Lol I like Salem, I want a talking cat character”
#ooc#Pulling characters out of my ass#I literally woke up today and went....#I want a talking cat character#One who was an elf once#But got turned into a cat#Because he dabbled with shit too powerful#so people were like#well fuck if that's how you wanna play it then we're turning you into a cat!#And it is so fucking copied from Salem#Yet here I am shameless XD#Obviously not exact Salem copy#but HEAVILY freaking inspired
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I'm having a lot of help in the quilting process.
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Hgggggnnnhhh I Wanna do more with Ruby ngl,,,I Wanna Plot Stuff and I Want Ruby to Gain Connections and Happy Friends and Yeeeaaaahhhh
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Given Bones a small revamp. I decided he's closer looking to an oriental longhair given he was an elf previously before he was a cat.
I love the long ears and noble looking faces on this breed and thought it just fit better with his elf true form :)
I need to tidy this up and try fix the shape of the face a little bit to fit the longer face the breed has.
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I think I should have a lil au where julian is some sort of lil snake demon/monster ?? for the Vibes
#( tell me to stop posting ; ooc. )#something about him with the slitted snake eyes#he’s already connected to snakes . every since I made him . so why not ??#also the possibility of him having a little splattering of scales here and there on like his arms or shoulders ? hm ??#I already talked to lauren & maybe salem about this and they liked it so … it might be a thing
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A cranium full of tea and coffee
Pairing: Simon 'Ghost' Riley x F!Cafe Reader
Synopsis: Ghost takes a trip to a cafe out of town and meets a curious young lady and bond over books.
Warnings: Fluff basically, slightly OOC Ghost.
Song inspo: Baba O' Riley - The Who, Asleep - The Smith, With You - AP Dhillon, Wise Enough - Lamb and Excuses - AP Dhillon
A/N: (Discovered AP Dhillon a few weeks ago, because I have a bad habit of listening to songs/bands I already know...) SUPPORT YOUR LOCAL COFFEE SHOPS!!
(Reader is wearing glasses cos who doesn't love glasses...? Also I assume my reader is South Asian because there is a lack of South Asian representation for COD fanfics sorry not sorry)
MASTERLIST
It was quiet rainy Thursday afternoon in the the small town centre of Maidsfield. Ghost had the next seven days off and he was already bored out of his mind in his flat in London that he decided to take a train to a nearby town centre, Maidsfield, on the outskirts of London.
As he sat on the train he pulled out a book from his rucksack, flicking through the pages. His firm fingers ran over the bumps of the illustration on his new hardback copy of Stephen King's Salem's Lot.
Ghost hated the hustle and bustle of London cafes. All full of business folk, rushing in and out, talking too loudly on their mobiles, hosting noisy meetings next to him.
Office folk should stick to the office he remarked to himself the one and only time he went to a chain cafe in central London when a bunch suits sat next to him cackling over their espressos. When he looked up from his book he caught one the suits staring at him, giving him an odd look. Of course Ghost was wearing his signature skull balaclava, which often meant every day folks staring at him with odd looks.
Ghost returned the book in his backpack and sighed heavily, hitting his head back on the headrest of his seat. The carriage he sat in was virtually empty. He looked behind him as the train pulled to a stop and the other passenger got off. Ghost took this opportunity to go the toilet and switch from his regular skull balaclava to a black face mask the covered his nose and mouth, leaving the top of his head bare.
Before placing the mask on, Simon quickly brushed out his messy light brown hair so it was somewhat neat. He didn't wear any black paint today, partially because he forget his standard paint at base and also thought he'd give his skin a break today. Giving a final glance at himself in the small mirror he sighed again and raised his eyebrow at his reflection.
Simon left the toilet, and swung his backpack over his right shoulder, and stood by the doors as the train reached his stop. When the doors opened, he stepped out and pulled up his hoodie to combat the rain.
Walking out the station, Simon stood momentarily to the side. He realised he had to no idea where he was going in this new town. This was quite unusual for Simon, always a man prepared for anything and everything, especially on the battlefield. But this was not the battlefield. For the next seven days he had to acclimatise to civilian life.
Coffee shop sprung into his mind at last, and he walked down the road past various hurrying from shop to shop, trying to shield themselves from the onslaught of rain that came battering down.
Simon didn't mind the rain, he was strangely comforting to him, but as it became heavier he soon realised he had to find refuge in a warm cafe.
A chain coffee shop was just on his right, Simon glanced into the shop and saw that it was very busy, partially full of suits.
Fuck chain coffee shops he thought and walked on down further into the town. Simon was determined to find a small cafe that was not too busy.
Turning right down a small alleyway, Simon walked down the cobblestones pathway and noticed a coffee shop that drew him in instantly, Cerebrum Coffee Potions, which had a logo underneath of a white skull with a snake wrapped around the base.
Simon walked in and saw that it was virtually empty
"Afternoon!" Said the lady behind the counter who working behind the coffee machine
"Afternoo'" Simon said, shaking off the rain that drenched his jacket.
He noticed on the side a winding staircase that led upstairs. He took in the cafe, the various gothic art in black frames and antique tables and chairs adorned the bottom floor.
"Bit wet outside?" The lady said laughing slightly at Simon's drenched jacket and hood that covered his damp hair.
"Just a bit" Simon said, forcing a chuckle moving over to the till, gazing at the menu behind.
"What can I get you?" the lady said wiping her hands on her apron.
"Tea, Earl Grey please" He said and the lady typed away on the tablet. Simon gazed again at the winding staircase.
"There's space upstairs if you'd life" The lady said, noticing Simon's wondering eyes.
"Cheers" He said, returning to look at the total amount on the card machine.
"That's £2.30 please" She said, Simon pulled out his card and tapped it against the machine.
"Wonderful, I'll bring it up to" She said
"Thanks" Simon said, and made his way up the staircase, the walls were also decorated with more artwork of various skulls, both human and animal, woven with flowers or snakes.
As Simon reached the first floor, he noticed a younger woman, wearing a black hoodie, blue jeans with bright pink boots, sitting in the corner typing away on her laptop. Tortoise shell glasses framed your face that moved as your scrunched your nose. You looked up at Simon, who moved to the table in the opposite corner.
You smiled briefly as you locked eyes with him, Simon nodded back as he took a seat. Returning to typing, Simon pulled out his book and placed it on the table as he took his wet jacket off and placed it on the chair next time.
His eyes wondered at the antique coffee machine opposite him, serving as a condiment table. So far, he felt comfortable and relaxed compared to the chain coffee shops that had previously been in.
The barista came up the stairs holding a tray and placed it on the table where Simon sat.
"Anything else I can get you?" She asked him
"No, all good thanks" Simon said, moving the tray close to him and taking the black teapot, white teacup and saucer off and setting it to the side.
The barista smiled and walked over to the other lady in the corner.
"R/n, how's the report going?" She asked
You looked up with a disappointed look, pouting your full lips at the barista.
"Awful Jane" You sighed "Only so many times I can say experiment didn't work out well due to lack of time" You continued
"Awh, well I'm sure your supervisor will understand" Jane replied giving a smile.
"Hmm, hope so" You said smiling before returning to her laptop.
Simon watched as the barista walked back down the winding stairs, before pouring his tea in the cup, where he noticed there was also a skull embossed in black on the side.
I like this place so far Simon thought to himself as he poured the tea into his cup, placing one sugar cube, taking the vintage spoon stirring the hot dark amber liquid before adding a dash of milk.
He gazed at the lady in the corner again, who was making funny faces at her laptop as she typed with fervor, leaning closer and closer to her screen.
After he was sure that she wouldn't look, Simon took off his mask and took a sip of his tea. The taste of bergamont slid over his tongue, mixed with the sweetness of sugar. The warmth soothed his cold shoulders as he took another sip.
"Ahhh" Simon moaned aloud, he looked up briefly to see if you had noticed, yet you were still typing away, one eyebrow raised and only inches away from the screen of your laptop. Stopping momentarily, you rest your head on your left hand, with your pinky finger you slide your glasses up your nose bridge.
A part of him wanted to say 'Any closer and you'd be in your laptop' but he held his tongue. He opened his book and began re-reading the first chapter of his new hardback.
You sighed heavily and withdrew from your laptop, you leant so far back that your head hit the white brick wall behind you. Your skull bounced softly. Confusion struck you. You hit your head again on the white brick wall, and your skull bounced again.
Simon looked up curiously as you repeated the move, eyes bewildered as you knocked your head again.
Why is the wall so soft? You thought, whacking your head a bit harder this time, and then repeated the motion a few more times, staring blankly at the red walls in front of you. Withdrawing your hands from the keyboard of the laptop you touch the brick wall, as you pressed against it, felt it was soft slightly.
Of course it's a fake brick wall... You conclude, bouncing your skull again. You look over at the man in the corner, who was staring at you with his bright blue eyes in confusion. Your eyes widened as you realised you were not alone... The man in the corner had locked his eyes on you, you noticed his
"Ah sorry" You laugh nervously "It's a fake brick wall" you add smiling at him and touching and pointing to the wall behind you.
Simon was taken aback by that smile, that showed dimples in your cheeks.
"S'alrigh'" He said before returning to his book, smiling under his mask. Returning his focus back to the book, but his eyes flickered back to you.
Picking up the cup, Simon took another sip, taking pleasure in the sweet hot tea, he turned the pages of his book, fingers tracing the edges of the next page as he read on.
You got up from your table and went downstairs, grabbing another coffee from Jane. As you made you way up the stairs, you noticed that the man was reading a Stephen King book from the bold font on the spine.
"Stephen King fan huh?" You blurt as you caught eyes with the man again.
Simon cleared his throat "Yeah" he said closing the book, showing the cover.
"Salem's Lot!" You say grinning at him "I like Carrie, got a signed copy when he came into town last year at Page Stoner"
Simon leaned back in his chair, wonder captivated him.
Finally, someone who also likes Stephen King he thought, reminiscing the time he tried to get Johnny to read this book, but refused stating he hated anything to do with horror.
"Carrie is a good one" he said moving his hand from the table and resting it on the edge of the empty wooden chair next to him.
"Did you go to Page Stoner to see him?" You asked, taking a sip of coffee, still standing near his table.
Simon was confused, Page Stoner?
"Ergh no, I'm not from here" He said
"Ahhh" You sigh, "Where do you hail from then?"
"London" Simon said, not telling the whole truth "Wanna sit down?" He added motioning to the chair opposite him.
"Sure" You said smiling, setting down your coffee on his table "Let me just pack my things" You said, realising that you left your stuff unattended.
Simon watch you sit in the chair opposite, taking another sip of coffee.
"What's your name?" You ask
"Simon" He replied
"Nice, I'm R/n" you say, smiling again brightly
"Nice to meet you R/n" Simon said, admiring the dimples in your cheeks.
"So what do you do for a living?" You ask
Simon looked down at his half empty cup. He knew this was dangerous territory and didn't want to give too much away.
"Army" He said, blue eyes meeting yours.
"Ahh, Royal Marine?" You guess, judging by his muscular and tall build.
"Can't say" He murmured, taking his mask off, so he could take another sip of his tea.
"Oh sorry, I didn't mean to pry" You said, looking down at your cup of coffee, briefly looking at his face, you saw a glimpse of several scars over his lower jaw and over his nose.
"It's okay" Simon replied "How about you?" He asked placing his mask back on.
"Student, studying a masters in chemistry at UCL" you say "But I live here, commute to university"
"Nice" Simon said, looking down at his cup, observing you as you took another sip.
"How's your tea?" You ask
"Best Early grey I've had" Simon chuckled, tapping the edge of his cup with his right hand.
"This coffee shop is great. Better than those shitty chain stores"
"Indeed" Simon agreed with you.
"You like any other Stephen King books?" He asked, clearing his throat again.
"Yeah, I love IT and The Shining" You say, remembering you had a copy of The Shining in your bag, pulling it out to show Simon.
Simon took ahold of the book, flicking through the worn pages, clearly read many times.
"Didn't get this signed then?" He said, opening the first page of the book.
"Nah, was only allowed to get one copy signed..." You said remembering the look on Stephen King's face when you brought five of his books with you to the signing.
"Did you try and get more than one book signed?" Simon asked, grinning under his mask.
"Yeah..." You said, guilt flooded your face, cheeks turning slightly pink.
The rain outside pounded against the window where they sat, you look out, eyes trailing the raindrops running down the glass. Thunder bellowed outside. Perfect weather to be inside.
"Good thing you settled with Carrie" He said, setting his eyes again on you.
"Hmm" You smile in agreement
"I haven't read The Shining..." Simon started, staring back down at your copy, running his forefinger against the creases of the worn spine.
A grin appeared on your face as your eyes met. Simon saw your deep doe eyes glisten slightly.
Was this guy flirting..? You ponder,
"I haven't read Salem's Lot.." You replied, grinning mischievously.
"Want to do a swap?" Simon suggested
What are you doin'? A little voice spoke up in his head
"I'd love to" You say beaming at him.
Simon took in your big smile, that it made your dimples even deeper which caused a warmth to spread across his chest.
"Any chance you have a pen?" He said without thinking
Don't do it the little voice whispered again in his head
"Sure" You say, reaching for you rucksack, and taking out a pen from the outside pocket and handing it to Simon.
Simon grabbed a clean napkin from the tray and wrote his number down, his fingers went numb slightly as he hurriedly finished the last four digits.
"If you're in London the next few days, we should meet up" He said, handing the napkin over to you.
Taking the napkin, you fingers graze his for a moment, Simon ran his fingers against yours, a sharp zing simmered from his fingertips, up his arm to his chest, he quickly retracted his hand before temptation grew to hold your hand in its entirety.
The stairs creaked as Jane the barista came up, stopping just at the top.
"Sorry, guys, I'm about to close" She said
"Ah shit, it's 4:30 already?" You say bewildered checking your watch.
"Yep, times flies eh!" Jane said as she made her way back down.
Both you and Simon began to pack your belongings, Simon handed Salem's Lot over to you, and he placed your copy of The Shining in his bag and slung it over his shoulder.
"You heading home now?" You ask
"Yeah, train station actually." He replied
You nod at him and then peer out the window, it was still raining. You notice his jacket was slightly damp still. Your heart fluttered a bit, as you thought about offering to walk with him... He seemed so enticing and it was actually great to meet another avid reader of Stephen King.
Pulling out an umbrella from your backpack you hold out to Simon
"Think you might need this" laughing slightly as you motion to his damp jacket with the umbrella
Simon chuckled and moved closer to you, peering down at your slim frame and then looked out at the ever persistent rain outside.
"Think we both need it" He said raising his left eyebrow and then motioned with his head.
"Guess we'll have to share it then" You say smiling
"I'd like that" Simon said, gesturing you to go first down the stairs.
Once outside, you opened the umbrella, Simon took ahold of it, placing his hand briefly on your back as you both walked away from the coffee shop. You were quite surprised at how tall he actually was when you stood beside him. Together you walked down the wet cobblestones towards the train station.
Simon looked down at you and smiled under his mask. Today, he was grateful that he hated chain coffee shops, because it meant he met someone sweet like you.
#modern warfare fanfiction#simon ghost riley#simon ghost riley x reader#cod fanfic#call of duty#simon riley x reader#ghost x reader#modern warfare fluff#fanfic fluff#cod fluff#simon ghost riley x female reader#thoughtsandbones#ghost fluff#simon ghost riley fluff
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Something has been really bugging me for the past few days that I want to talk about.
Pretending for a few seconds that their is some legitimate reason for Ruby to know Ironwood would later threaten to bomb civilians making her completely justified in her declaration that he could not be trusted before he did anything besides say he can’t save everyone and wanted to flee with those he could save. (This is also pretend land that this act in and of itself is not extremely ooc of him. This is NOT me saying threatening civilians is okay because it is not, it being bad is why I hate that they made Ironwood even do that in the first place) If the line in the sand that the mains are taking is threatening civilians being the thing they cannot ever forgive why oh why is actually killing them not on that list? Why is the threat of killing them morally worse then actually doing the action?
I’m not saying that they can’t say “no threatening civilians is going to far” this is me saying if that is the morals the mains are operating on logically when facing the person who did actually kill civilians they should also say that’s gone to far and call them also untrustworthy no? While threatening death is horrible, actually killing people should be seen as just as bad if not worse, yet the mains act as if Emerald having mere hours ago tried to kill Penny was no big deal.
And if we operate on the logic of “Ruby knows somehow everything t he audience does” then she should also know that Emerald killed someone despite being ordered not to. That Emerald wasn’t just killing because she felt like she had to but was willingly doing it of her own volition. Knowing that about Emerald and the threat of harm to civilians being the line that Ruby will not cross and will not forgive someone for, not holding the actual murderer to that standard is painfully headscratcing.
I’ve been trying to muddle through how the writing could come up with a logical reason maybe Ruby wouldn’t know Emerald killed people but the only thing I can come up with is Ruby being in complete denial about Emerald. She knows Emerald was working to help topple three kingdoms at the point of her redemption. She knows all of the hunters in Haven where killed while Emerald was completely loyal to Salem. Just knowing she was involved in toppling Beacon and Haven (if we’re only counting ones Emerald worked with Salem the whole time) Ruby shouldn’t want anything to do with Emerald if where she draws the line in the sand is threatening the lives of civilians. And the only way to really make sense of this whole thing is the hand of the author said that we like Emerald so Ruby doesn’t care about actual murder and we don’t like Ironwood so even the thought of harming civilians makes her loath him but that isn’t good storytelling.
It especially falls flat when said murderer isn’t even apologetic for her actions and only ran when she realized she also would die. Or when she was actively trying to run away from the mains and was taken as a prisoner and forced to stay with them. Or when at the time of Ruby writing Ironwood off as too far gone he hadn’t done anything that broke this moral code she apparently has that she could possibly know about. Is the mains having some damn consistency in their morals really that much to ask here? Apparently yes.
Just imagine a volume that followed Avatar a little bit and had the mains call out Emerald for her behavior and was disgusted she only changed sides because she wants to live and questions how could she not know what Salem was planning and force Emerald to actually have to sit with all she’s done and the harm she’s caused and really reflect and realize how wrong she was and come to terms with that and not everyone being willing to forgive those acts. Just anything besides the mains sit and joke around with and laugh along with the mass murderer.
I know people are going to take this post and run with it making all sorts of bad faith arguments no matter how many times I say the mains hating James for that bomb threat but it’s just really really bugging me and I needed to rant about it for a minute.
#rwde#james ironwood#ironwood protection squad#pro james ironwood#pro ironwood#general ironwood#general dadmiral#dadmiral ironwood
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Lessons in "Love"
"Ah... Love? *scoff* Nothing but heartbreak.."
Ooc- okay... I said i would stop but i lied. This is not Bella and Meabh's mod but Jörgens friend Estheri Esther or Eri for short.
This is a bsd oc rp blog!!
Dni- basic and 25 over
Major cw/tws are eyesores for the blog colors
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Yasunari Kawabata
His ability is Snow Country. Weather shifting pretty much. He can create snow, rain, mist and very dense fog. He can also freeze any source of water he is within a foot of. Basic but i really like it.
Personality- extreme pessimist, and very much dark as well as playful and somewhat pushy. He spends much time at cafe uzumaki or public libraries reading. He's very educated in the occult and dark histories, focusing on the Salem witch trials and such.
Sexuality/gender- Trans masc, asexual, externally aroace, internally bi.(Claims he's aroace, really is bi and asexual)
Body/appearance- prof picture. He's Japanese and Scandinavian(per lore). About 5'4. and he's 15
Outfits-
picrew!
No lore as of now
WIP
please talk to me.
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okay, i'm still working on making profiles for all my muses, but i'm almost all set up!! soooo....is anyone interested in plotting or a lil starter?? xo
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ooc ; uhhhh so i'm making no promises for tomorrow, i got a medical procedure in the morning and i will be very loopy on valium. if i post anything weird, it's bc valium's the good stuff.
#ooc ; salem speaks#it's a very minor procedure#but i am Anxiety Personified#so valium is my Friend#g'night y'all#i swear anything weird tomorrow is just the meds talking
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First three for that ask game for I believe emerald and mercury from rwby?
holy shit thank you I love talking about these two:
Emerald
1. Why do you like or dislike this character?: First and foremost, @alexkablob's influence lmao. In all seriousness though, Emerald's redemption arc being projected, telegraphed, and executed well is a huge part of the appeal. Also, I liked Mercury more first, so her relationship with him helped kickstart my enjoyment of Emerald, and remains an important element of why I like her character (but certainly not the only one).
2. Favorite canon thing about this character?: The fact that she takes a few moments to be sad, and then immediately gives a "wait, I defected just for you assholes to get defeatist on me?" speech that ends up being the rousing inspiration. The more her non-Cinder appeasement personality shows, the more I love it.
3. Least favorite canon thing about this character?: I'll copout answer this and say it's that we didn't get to see more of her in earlier volumes.
Mercury
1. Why do you like or dislike this character?: What can I say? I have a bit of a tendency toward underdeveloped villains who are sort of cocky. That, combined with my enjoyment of speedsters, kind of made Mercury a shoo-in.
2. Favorite canon thing about this character?: Other people have done better metas than I have, but the amount of implications that the writers packed in about him without actually saying it out loud is nuts. Mercury Black is rash and cocky to peers and victims, but he's an abuse victim who almost never lashes out around the villains who has more power than he does (among the notable exceptions being his "back off, freak" to Tyrian, which speaks again to his dynamic with Emerald). He tries to climb the ladder within Salem's structure, because power through violence over others is all he's really known his whole life (raised by an abusive mercenary, murders him, joins the woman who wants to kickstart the apocalypse). hyasinthum said in the tags of this post that any time he expresses emotions like fear, he does it away from the camera, as if the audience is someone he has to mask against. And this is all with a C-tier character (in terms of distance from the main cast) who was very recently elevated to B-tier.
3. Least favorite canon thing about this character?: In the manga, he has an added scene where he's being kind of a creep to Ruby during Dance Dance Infiltration (or: these characters' prom). It doesn't feel entirely ooc, but it definitely doesn't feel great to read, given that I wasn't originally enjoying his character with the "[x] is a creep" mindset. We do get chivalrous Weiss out of it, though.
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@abstractreign asked: Talk about one of your favorite threads that started this year. (If you get multiple of this ask, talk about multiple threads!) and/or How have you grown as a rper this year?
End of year asks: RPC Edition! || Accepting
🥚 Honestly Innocent Blood was a fun one to plan and write out with Salem and Dusty, but it’s an obvious one.
So I’m gonna go with the first proper getting-acquainted thread with Hope and @catncore ‘s Hanekoma.
It wasn’t a completed thread, but it’s one that the dots are pretty easy to connect as to what happened after it’s stopping point. Hope being willing to make contact again after that initial first meeting and Hanekoma getting to learn a little more about the mystery visitor that had befriended his Composer was really sweet and it paved the way for a friendship that I can’t wait to see develop even more.
Hope really trusts him, nowadays, and really respects his opinions and advice. Even if she is learning to challenge the lighter stuff on occasion for the sake of some interesting chats and learning more about him and his world. He’s very clearly fascinated by her too and the experiences she’s had and the life she leads and it’s just been. Really fun seeing both of them get to know each other and grow to care in such a short time. I’m really excited to see where this leads and more than grateful for how it started out!
🥚 As for how I’ve grown? I like to think I’ve grown more expressive and articulate in my writing, as well as braver as a person too. At the start of this year, you wouldn’t see me even thinking about talking about my original species. Or would have seen me even touching upon more suggestive subjects and talking more OOC about things. You wouldn’t have seen me talking to my role models, heroes and people I look up to either lol
I’m becoming a lot more open and mature through RP and as someone who can’t just go out into the world and do that naturally, due to illness, I’m very grateful to get that opportunity here instead.
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Hey,
Looking for shipping + connections
-> I am looking for a stable and long term shipping partner (fxf and fxm) whom I can write different kinds of ships and AU’s with, on Facebook. The only requirements are: to be 21+, active, literate, open minded and able to write up to multi para lenght. Ideally, I would like to find someone who enjoys talking about the ship’s plots and storylines, and who is able to communicate ooc about their availabilities, instead of just ghosting me.
-> I am also very interested in finding other types of connections: family, friends, co-workers, etc….
I write everything except gore and horror. My favorites genres include, but are not exclusive to, fluff, smut, angst and action. I have very little triggers or boundaries, writing wise. I also have over 10 years of experience and am fairly active. I enjoy discussing the ships, sharing content and coming up with new ideas. I write both canon characters, in a few different fandoms and also OC’s, so there are a lot of ship options.
I single ship but can make you an account(s), if needed. I prefer someone who uses real faceclaims since that’s what I use for my accounts. If you struggle with finding a faceclaim, I can offer suggestions. Both canon characters and oc’s are accepted.
I write with a group of people, who are friendly and drama free, so there will always be activity and you will never be bored or ignored.
If you have never roleplayed on Facebook but do want to join and try it out, I will happily explain and guide you through it.
Fandoms: Arrow, Legends of Tomorrow, Supergirl, Once Upon a Time, Motherland Fort Salem
I would also love to do crossovers with: NCIS, NCIS Hawaii and Gotham
Please like and I will contact you!
#arrow rp#legends of tomorrow rp#supergirl rp#once upon a time rp#motherland fort salem rp#ncis rp#ncis hawaii rp#gotham rp
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