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This account is going to be on Hiatus until I decide what I wanna do. Unfortunately I don’t have a whole lot of time for anything anymore. Also Role playing is just not as fun anymore, not like it used to be. It often feels like a chore and at times I just feel stressed out for not coming on here. When I actually can’t come on.

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“  Now all of Little Hope is mesmerized by you.”

Indie Little Hope RP blog for Rev Simon Carver/ Rev Leonard Carson. 

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Promo time! Please help me find partners willing to interact. This blog is AU based, Modern!Hux. Semi-selective. Multiship/multiverse as well as OC friendly. Mun is 20+ with years of experience.

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ofrebelroots​:

He couldn’t watch this. He couldn’t watch his brother crack. Brown eyes stayed glued to picking up the office to keep himself busy. There had to be a way to fix this. Poe would find some way to fix it. He didn’t even know what happened. Did he even want to know? A shuddery breath left his lips before he looked for things to actually help Blue.

“Do you have water in your office?”

The crack in this other’s voice caused Poe to squeeze his eyes shut. Trying his best to look around the room for some pain medication that wasn’t something too strong and wouldn’t make matters worse. Focusing on whatever else he could not to have this image burned into his memory. Poe had always known this could happen. He just never wanted to believe it. Blue was clever, Blue was stronger, Blue had a plan, and Blue.. Blue was his big brother. He could do it all. At least that’s what the small voice of his younger self said.

“Do you have Ibuprofen?

We’ll figure it out. Just let me get you some water and something for the upcoming headache. We can work out the rest…”

Shaking his head, Poe tried not to hear the fear or worry that in his stomach. The nagging in his head that told him that Blue was right. There was a solution. He couldn’t lose — no, he would not think about it. It wouldn’t be a thought.

“Shut up. I came here to check on you. I want to help you. You’re gonna have some water and medicine. Then you’re going to come home with me. I swear to every deity in this world, if you tell me no or pull the older brother shit, Blue, I will knock you out and drag you out of this club.”

When Poe finally faced his brother, his eyes weren’t the warm brown as usual. No, they held every emotion that he could feel at this moment. Tears were threating to fall, but he fought them back as much as he could. A small sniffle was all he could manage. His fingers curling into tight fists at his side.

 Breathing heavily now, Blue fell silent. He did point over to a small sink in his office before letting his arm fall lifelessly at his side. Fingers dig at his neck to loosen his collar, it felt too tight. Eventually he ripped off his tie and chucked it. 

“ I probably....It’s....It’s in my desk. If I remember right. I just don’t think I should take it. I sent CJ off to get more cocaine. They don’t mix well.

 Then again I probably shouldn’t have drank while using too.” 

 He backed up into the wall, bumping his cabinets. Though he barely reacted to that, he was kind of dazed. Blinking a few times before he looked towards his sibling. Debating how he’d break it all down for his brother.

He’s dealing with a murderer....a love sick one? Was it love? What are these emotions. Longing to be high again, just to forget.

“ Figure it out? I think it’s beyond that point...I am still trying to process everything. I--I can’t even get her out of my HEAD.

  I-I can’t leave this place.”

The withdrawal in a short span caused his mood to plummet into a form of a depressive state, while irritated and anxious. Eyes swelling as he grit his teeth trying to not break entirely. Thinking about one thing in particular caused one tear to tread down his warm cheek.

“  Like I said it’s not safe to leave. Either the authorities will be tipped off or some of my clients will take matters into their own hands. 

 Poe. Listen to me. This is serious.”

 Panting now he licked his lips trying to search for the words.

“  Three girls are dead. One wasn’t my fault.” 

 Fidgeting hands roughly worked their way to unbutton his top and pry it open to expose his bandaged stab wound. It still ached and the jerking movement caused him to wince. 

#It's too late to play the good guy (IC);; #RP;; #OfRebelRoots #tw;; death mentions #tw;; drug mentions #tw;; depression mentions

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yourstrulyfleur​:

mon chou, 

your passion excites me. i understand what you mean, the feeling of your blood rushing, your emotions coming to the surface– i know the feeling all too well. the truth is, despite your roughness, i would let you do almost anything to me. in fact, i think about this often; giving myself to you, fully, and letting you have your way with me… letting do what you want with me… within reason.

with that being said, i’m very easily attached as well, i have a hard time letting go. so you don’t have to be worried about me backing away too easily. i fight for and cling to the ones i love.

your cupid? i adore that nickname. it makes me smile, knowing you’ve come up with this nickname for me. i’d love to teach you some french if you’d let me. i’m sure it would sound beautiful coming from your lips.

trust me, i’ll definitely keep the idea of a punishment from you in my mind for a while. i think of a lot of things, involving the two of us, actually. some of them dirty, but many of them sweet. i’m sure you’re more interested in the dirty things i think about. but one day i hope i get to show you the dirty and sweet things i dream of with you. 

i do consider myself lucky, very lucky, to have even simply caught the interest of a man as enigmatic as you. i hope i can keep your attention for that long. and i also want to say, i understand that saying that may be difficult for you. i hope you know that i don’t want to pressure you into anything, and i’ll wait as long as i need to for those words to escape your lips, if they ever do. as for my previous relationships, i think you should know that i haven’t been with anyone before, really. only a few dates here and there. i find most men don’t treat me the way that i desire. 

honestly, i prefer that you’re in control. i’ve never been decisive and i love being told what to do and dominated. though, there are moments where i will bite back, but don’t expect that too often. it makes me happy that you enjoy being worshipped by me. i have many more positive things to say about you, and i can promise that in our relationship, i’ll praise you constantly. i also enjoy being praised myself.

i’ve actually never gambled before, it seems fun. i’d love to go with you– maybe you can show me how? i love going to shows as well. a night like that sounds really fun, and i’d love to accompany you at some point of you’d let me. as for myself, i enjoy going to the theater, the movies, out for dinner, coffee, those types of things. i love to go for walks at the park and watch the animals, birds, children… it fills me with a sense of ease and hope. the purity of nature is always something i’ve enjoyed. i’d like to go with you to the park at some point, if you’d like to as well. 

I just hope the day that I do reveal myself, you won’t be disappointed… They always say that the idea of someone is always more appealing than their true selves, and I hope that the version on me you get to know beyond these letters is just as appealing as the one you see now. 

may i ask you something a bit personal? do you have any dreams or goals you wish to accomplish, other than what you’re doing now? do you ever hope for something other than the life you currently hold? i know that i do, all the time. being with you is the first step to this ideal life for me. 

take care and stay safe.

love,

your cupid <3

 You seem to move me with your words, I can’t compete. Like I’ve said I am not much of a romantic and I always found it hard to woe someone. What to say and how to do it. Though I love to observe and use actions over words. I always envied the men who could swift a girl off her feet like that. BUT my partners and I usually skipped the banter and the flirting going straight to the bedroom. Though you have me on the edge of my seat. I’d be lying if I said it didn’t turn me on, because it certainly does. 

 I am glad we are on the same page. Because once I am obsessed, baby, I am OBSESSED. I always seem to come back for another bite. I already now desire to feel your touch against my skin, to hear your voice. Safe to say, I’ve accepted you, hence the nickname. Those that are special to me get them. As for the French I am eager to learn and in exchange perhaps I can teach you my native tongue, Spanish. I can easily serenade you with my language. Sadly I can’t take the stage with it, given how my customers are English speakers.

I’d love to hear your thoughts one day. I must admit, I am intrigued by the sweet ones. I am not always dirty minded as I do seem. I just don’t know romance all too well as I should. I am willing to learn. And here I thought from what has been presented to me, you had plenty of experience. It could be your confidence- that is very attractive. While we’re being honest, I truly have not committed to a long term relationship before. Due to my up bringing marriage has been tainted for me. But that’s for another conversation. 

Gambling it is, maybe you’ll become my good luck charm. I’d love to have you attached to my arm while I bring in the big bucks. Share a glass of wine or two as well. Show you off. I love to be where the commotion is. The theater is nice as well and I would be willing to expand my options. There is plenty of time to explore.

Just don’t tease me for too long...show yourself to me soon.

To be honest, I can’t come to think of anything than just being stable. I like to sit comfortably with money since I grew up less fortunate. I guess I’ve met the one goal I aimed for since the start of my business. But who knows things could change. Especially if I am persuaded. I am certainly not opposed. What are yours?

-Blue

#It's too late to play the good guy (IC);; #RP;; #yourstrulyfleur

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Il materiale di origine: Clay Enos / Oscar Isaac as Blue Jones in Sucker Punch (2011) / Warner Bros. Pictures #myedit

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eunoiateachings​:

“There’s no need to explain. I understand.

Thank you for taking the time to do this.”

Nodding, she understood the realities of other people having jobs and other obligations. At least he had come and wasn’t complaining about it. Other parents, or rather some of them, had reminded her she was cutting into their personal time. She had smiled so much during those that her cheeks were still sore and her nerves were on edge.

It would it surprise him if she told few fathers cared? That some of them thought her class was nothing but finger painting and snacks? The mothers took interest and would ask questions. The fathers just nodded. Not all of them, of course, but some.

“That has to be quite the job. I’m glad that they have someone on their side. It can’t be easy.

Of course, we all just want to do what’s best.”

She reached her hand out to take his to shake. A soft smile on her face that Violet might have mentioned to her. Nadia had learned that most children didn’t talk about school and if they, it was mostly to complain about their teachers.

“Oh? Good things I hope.”

Chuckling, she thought about how she might word things.

“Although, I have noticed some slight changes in behavior. She can be a little mischievous. Sometimes, her pranks are just a little too much for the other kids. There’s been moments where it seems its more for attention. I try to encourage all the kids to play together, but it’s not easy.

Group work, she takes the leader’s position, but gets a little bossy.”

These were small things that she had noticed. Trying her best to understand all of it and make sure that everyone got along as much as children could at this age.

 Withdrawing his hand from the shake, he began to sit down. Shifting his gaze towards her as she chuckled. He hated that he took down the mood, but it was serious. It’s hard to see your child come home sobbing. 

“ Of course, good things. Violet never seems to speak poorly about anyone. Besides the minor bullying that happens. Which is a topic I would like to discuss too. To see if we can resolve that.” 

He became much more alert when she mentioned behaviors. Causing his brows to curve upward, almost confused by this. This wasn’t his child...she never had been that way with him or at home.

 The bullying would make sense....if this were the case. But he didn’t wanna believe that.

“ Oh really? She’s never mentioned any of these pranks to me. Are you sure? This all just seems very odd. She’s not like this at home, I assure you. She’s obedient, respectful, independent.” 

 Blue seemed to pipe up, explaining to her. Though in truth he was never really attentive and has neglected the child for hours at a time. He doesn’t truly know his own child, only what he wants to believe she is.

#It's too late to play the good guy (IC);; #RP;; #eunoiateachings #V:: Head!Orderly

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cajunspoons​:

Spoons aka Silver Spoons aka Segolene (not that anyone called her that anymore)  flinched back from Blue’s barely restrained anger, immediately pressing her fists under her chin as she did anytime she thought she was in trouble.

“I-I- I’m sorry, Mistah Blue, I jus’–” She stumbled hard, but immediately caught herself on the doorjamb. She was having one of her Bad Days and her hip was causing enough pain to make her also sick to her stomach.

“I never axe for a day off!” she protested against a point Blue hadn’t yet made. “I ain’t axe for nothin’!”

She immediately recoiled, shocked by her own outburst, green eyes wide. “I-I mean, I could do. Somethin’ diff’rent.”

 It took a moment for Blue to register everything that just happened in the short span of time. Calming down, he was just tense from an entirely different situation and here he was taking it out on someone else. Softening his features, he lowered his voice and sat back down at his desk.

Digits pinching his tie, adjusting it.

 “ Let’s....let’s just start this all over. Sit.”

 He then gestured to the empty chair before his desk.

“ What do you want?” 

#It's too late to play the good guy (IC);; #RP;; #cajunspoons

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general-gingerbowie​:

“A pleasure, Blue. If I can be of any service, I’d be happy to oblige.” Hux wanted to talk about his experience, but he wasn’t sure if Blue was willing to hear it.

“ Come now, tell me how did you find this location and what experiences do you have? After I fully accept you, I have rules and paper work we’ll need to go through and sign. If you are not confident after all of this, you’re more than welcome to leave before signing.”

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spaceboy-dameron​:

“You look good with your porn- I mean, mustache,” Poe observed. He had to catch himself, he wasn’t sure if Blue liked that Poe referred to it as a pornstache.

“ I don’t know about you, but I find facial hair to be rather distinguishing. Adds to my whole look. ” 

 Blue ignored the slip up, because whatever the other had to say about it. He truly didn’t care, he was extremely content with his appearance. He groomed and took care of himself unless the other.

#It's too late to play the good guy (IC);; #RP;; #spaceboydameron

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ofrebelroots​:

“I never said I didn’t take it seriously. I just don’t think there are any major threats against me or anyone else you could be close to.”

However, something in Blue’s voice made Poe stop. There wasn’t any hint of lie or deception. Not saying that he would lie about something like this. The smashing of the glass on the floor made Poe wince. He wasn’t overly fond of the noise and simply sighed.

“I’m glad that you’re fine and that you’re alive, B. I really am.”

He should be thankful that nothing had happened to him. That everything has worked out smoothly and everyone was okay. Taking a few steps forward, Poe reached for the nearby trashcan, hoping to pick the shattered glass on the floor along with the rest of the bottles that littered the floor.

Gulping, he heard his brother’s words and could detect the weakened voice while he picked up the glass, making sure not to nick his fingers on any edge.

“I won’t leave. I made a mistake when I was younger and I see how it hurt you.

I was selfish then. That’s a lie. I want you in my life. If I didn’t, I would be so worried about you. You mean a lot to me…”

He didn’t raise his voice, and he didn’t bother to move from the messes he was trying to clean up. Poe made certain not to look too into what he was cleaning up.

 He was fidgeting, it was out of his control. It was a reaction to the substances and the withdraws on top of it. The high only lasted so long. The ever growing anxiety and paranoia returned. Much to his dismay. His hands were already stained with blood and he tried to forget about that. So far the authorizes were not even on him about the two or three girls. Using both of his hands he rubbed his rather warm cheeks. 

 “ Poe....”

 His voice cracked. Feeling disorientated as his mind swarmed with several thoughts about all of the current events that transpired in the span of a few days and even a couple of hours. Blue was cautious, he lowered his voice. Despite his lackeys knowing everything at this point-- aside what is going on within his head.

“ I fucked up....I fucked up so fucking bad. 

      There’s no coming back from this. I’m dragging you into my shit too.”

 It was like a flip switched, his mood shifted. Feeling entirely weak and he felt his pulse quicken. His throat going dry, he started to cough. While he could appreciate how attentive his younger sibling was being, it was just all too much and he was cracking. 

“ Now I am the selfish one. Bringing you here...”

#It's too late to play the good guy (IC);; #RP;; #OfRebelRoots #tw;; drug mentions #tw;; death mentions

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ofrebelroots​:

He wouldn’t let his older brother see it, but Poe was already rolling his eyes. He should have known that the unlocked door would start a small lecture, but he didn’t mind it. Not this time at least.

“Yes, Blue. I’ll make sure the door gets locked.”

It was better to agree than to keep arguing with the other. His brow raised as the other pointed at him. Even when they got older, Blue was still as protective as when they were kids. It was possible he was even more protective.

It honestly had shocked him that there was a robbery so close by, but Poe would not comment on that. He might have to give someone a key just to check in every once in a while.

“Really? Kick my ass? I would love to see you try.”

Poe grinned before he was crossing the floor and easily hugging his brother. “I’m not a brat and if I am, it’s because you and dad spoiled me. Missed you too..”

“ Hey now, don’t challenge me. You know how it’ll end up. 

   Always the same!” 

 Blue piped up, acting tough, in a childish sort of way. Just to show no hard feelings. Sometimes he knows how to have a little bit of foolish fun. Soon ruffling his younger siblings hair as their embrace broke. Looking to Poe as he rubbed the back of his neck, while giving a little stretch. Feeling stiff from sitting at his desk for a majority of the day for paper work. 

 Letting out a little yawn. 

 “ So how long were you here for? You might have told me through text, but let’s be honest here, I am exhausted and when I am my memory kind of goes on me. The downside of being the older sibling here.

  Work has been kind of shit lately too.” 

#Its too late to play the good guy (IC);; #RP;; #V:: Head!Orderly #OfRebelRoots #T;; siblings

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favourite music videos (2/?)

–you love me for everything you hate me for

WHORE – IN THIS MOMENT [x] BLOOD (2012)

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“  don’t play games with me. don’t ever think you’re capable of that.  ”

" General, I assure you I am not playing games. I am not sure where you seem to have gotten this idea, but I run a very serious business here. I myself, don't like games either.

Now if you could clarify what the issue is, I can easily resolve it. Was it one of my girls? I could always assign a different one to tend to you. Was it my staff? I'll have the reprimanded. Your business is important to me."

Blue rambled on, trying to spark some kind of conversation out of the officer. He seemed to change his demeanor, willing to please high paying costumers. To be honest, this man looked like he would or could play high dollar. That was exactly what he wanted. His greed getting the better of him.

" I have plenty of girls. Do you fancy yourself with a ginger, blonde, or burnette? A shy or feisty gal? Miss Amber is the type to please, if that so fits your desires."

#Back to business as usual (Asks);; #Its too late to play the good guy(IC);; #rabidcur

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“  are you flirting or starting a fight ?  ” (Ariel, somethingxgreater)

@somethingxgreater

" Why, did what I say offend you? Which doesn't surprise me, love. A lot of people claim that I can be rather aggressive. But I'll have you know I am not trying to instigate."

Eying the other for a moment, he scoffed and then began to smile. Then followed with clarification.

" That's just not my thing."

#Back to business as usual (Asks);; #Its too late to play the good guy (IC);; #somethingxgreater

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Going to be sitting down to write very soon.

#Off stage (Ooc);; #once I get those replies out of the way I can really decide on the blog #so far my friends want modern hux