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roguesandsaviors · 3 years

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Roy Pulver request

I have been waiting and wanting to play around with this character but nothing has felt right so, major thanks to @thefasstasticvoyage for the request. The prompt was from the touching list with the choice of 35 which was kissing their bruises or scars. Hope you enjoy!

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Lazy moments seemed to be a rare occurrence these days. The times where the two could just lay in bed and ignore the rest of the world, exchanging soft touches and enjoying the company of the other. Between her work at the hospital, his work as a private contractor, and then having Joe for half the week, there was just such little time to have to themselves. Not that either would change anything. Life was good.

Taking the week off, Emerson had decided that she was going to make that time. No matter what it took, no matter how it came about. She was going to make it happen. Roy couldn't take the time but he did have the weekend off. Not only did he have the weekend off, Joe was with his mother.

Emerson enjoyed the time that they spent, Joe was a genuinely wonderful kid. She could see what it meant to Roy and the way that he soaked up every second that he had. But, she had to admit that having the house to themselves was thoroughly enticing.

Everything that could possibly have needed to be done was finished before Friday. Emerson was serious about taking some time for it to just be there. She had Saturday planned out, a nice dinner, day in watching some movies, his favorite beer, and just generally being bums. It wasn't often that she could convince Roy to spend the day like that but it had been too long and she had it figured out. He had been working hard enough that he deserved it as much as she did, as much as they did.

The morning started off late, both of them sleeping through the usual start time. Just the sort of start that Emerson had wanted when she woke, realizing that Roy was still pressed against her from behind, arm curled tightly around her waist. There was no desire to get out of bed yet. Nothing awaited them, no responsibility. She basked in it. Fearing waking him, she stayed right where she was, eyes closing again, attempting to doze back off.

"Know you're awake." The rough, sleep ladened voice came from behind her. "Don't move."

"Wasn't planning on it."

"Fuck. Know I'm getting old when I don't wanna get outta bed because shit hurts." She giggled.

"You aren't old. Know guys half your age that wouldn't be able to keep up with you."

"Now you're just feeding my ego." Her fingers idly traced over one of the long scars on his forearm. It was from his time in the service, a tour overseas where they were ambushed. He had sliced open his arm trying to pull one of his battalion members out of the line of fire when he had been shot down. Emerson could feel the small shiver that went through him. The touch to the scar always garnered some reaction.

"Well, I do believe that is my job as your fiance." She brought his hand up and kissed his knuckles lightly, plenty of scar tissue there from various fights over the years. A similar touch was placed on the scar she had just been tracing.

"Thought it was to knock me down, not make it so I can't walk through the door." His palm next, her lips ghosting over a scar there from working on a car with Joe.

"Where would the fun in that be? Besides, it's supposed to be our relaxing weekend, remember? That means, under obligation and strict rule, I can't say anything bad. So I can keep you all to myself." He chuckled, fingers playing against hers for a second before moving to her cheek, brushing there softly.

"Same rules apply to me? Pretty sure I can manage that." He placed a gentle kiss to the back of her neck, the smile he was wearing felt.

"Hmm, if you wanna make it through the weekend," she teased. Another laugh came from him and with a quick, sudden tug, he had her on her back. Shifted so he was hovering over her, he planted both hands on either side of her head, a mischievous smirk on his lips.

“That so? Guess I might just have to test that theory,” he murmured before leaning down for a kiss.

#Roy Pulver #Boss Level #Roy Pulver x OC #Roy Pulver x Original Female Character #Roy Pulver x OFC #Frank Grillo #Frank Grillo characters #Boss Level fanfic #writing requests #my writing #the fast show

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subverbaldreams · 3 years

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You Have Been Warned:

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Tags I use if you want to blacklist: Hydra trash party, starker, non con, dead dove do not eat, underage, daddy kink, Remy rant (for my husband’s wild-ass fandom rants), blood, whipping, scars, caning, whump

I’m pretty faithful about tagging the above, but I’m human & things might slip through. You’re responsible for whatever you see on here. I’m not interested in arguing with online strangers & will just block rather than waste energy.

Things I post: Logan x Pierce (late to the game as always, RIP) and Sandman shit; HTP; anything Frank Grillo

Less frequently: Stucky, Symbrock, Peter Parker x(Eddie, Tony, or Beck), Saberine, Cherik, and some OCs.

Forbidden ships, tropes, and headcanons: none.

About me: Offended by people who get offended. Probably older than you. Interracially married to the best Dom, comedian, and fandom buddy in the Verse.

If you want to know how various hardcore S&M things go for writing purposes, I can probably tell you. I love supporting other kink writers.

Masterlist is in my header. (It is out of date)

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findroleplay · 2 years

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Hello!

25+ F looking for discord rp partners. M/F, rapid fire to semi lit writing, mixture of plot and smut so must be 21+. Activity can vary through the week as mine will.

Will play canon x canon, canon x oc, or oc x oc.

Currently have a slew of characters I can write specific to actors (Jon Bernthal, Jeffrey Dean Morgan, and Frank Grillo) with some others sprinkled on the side.

Mainly playing males but willing to discuss doubling and playing female if the character is right.

Anyone can reach out to @sinsofthemuse here on tumblr first.

#roleplay #rp #mxf rp #semi lit rp

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fyrapartnersearch · 3 years

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Seeking Literate Partners!

Disclaimer: Male authors, please stop contacting me. I've been burned too many times. If you persist, I'll ignore your message. Hello, you can call me Doe! I'm 25+ and a proud cat mom. I write multiple paragraphs/novella style (200-500+ words). I love to write detailed descriptions and delve into a character’s head/emotions as well as surroundings. I compare it to writing a novel together. I understand if the scene doesn’t have alot going on and therefore requires less like rapid fire. I adore having long, thoughtful replies where we truly immerse ourselves in the world. I'm hoping to find a partner whose as enthusiastic and passionate about the plot and writing as I am. When I get invested in a story, it’s 100% dedication. Getting a reply is the highlight of my day. I'm a big fan of romance and using face claims. I’m the type to make pinterest boards, spam you with gifs, headcanons, and send you songs that remind me of our characters and/or ship. I'll get excited if we come up with future plot ideas, or if our characters are being cute or angsty and I can yell about it in the chat. Last but not least I only do MxF (with myself in the female role) and don’t double, but I’m more than happy to write side characters of either gender to help move the story along. I'd highly prefer female authors writing male characters. Searching For - 21+ partners - For you to have an excellent grasp of grammar, punctuation, spelling, and capitalization. Both in character and out of character. (Literate to advanced writers only, please. I'm not looking for newbies or those who have English as their second/third language). - Plot before smut. While mature themes will be in my plots, and are even encouraged, there needs to be chemistry between our characters. I like to have a good mix of plot and tastefully written smut, along with doses of angst and fluff. - For you to write as an older man (40s+/50s+). I'm a sucker for the gruff and tough men with dark pasts who secretly have a soft heart. I also love those grumpy, hypermasculine men being intimidated by soft yet commanding women. The youngest I write is early 20s. - Please be enthusiastic and invested when it comes to plotting/worldbuilding. There’s nothing worse than receiving one sentence in reply to two paragraphs of ideas, or having a doormat partner who says “sure” to whatever I ask. Tossing ideas back and forth, watching them snowball into amazing plot threads brings me joy. - Joining me in the wonderful world of ship/character development is kind of a must. It’s one of the things that makes writing with a partner so much fun. I also like to make friends with my partners! - While I'd prefer real life face claims, I'd also be open to using realistic art if you're uncomfortable with real life. I draw the line at anime/cartoon art. Faces I'd love to write as: gal gadot, rooney mara, ruth negga, saoirse ronan, sophie turner, jessica chastain, jennifer morrison, mia wasikowska, natalia dyer, brit marling, deborah ann woll, mackenzie davis, emmy rossum, adria adjora, chyler leigh, hayley bennet, tashi rodriguez, lily james, cara delevingne, maya hawke, katheryn winnick, elizabeth olsen, abigal cowen, sophia lillis lauren cohan, zoey deutsch, paulina singer, crystal reed, hayley lu richardson, ask about others Faces I'd love to write against: jeffery dean morgan, hugh jackman, robert taylor, jr bourne, jon bernthal, jason issacs, anthony varrecchiah, brett tucker, david harbour, frank grillo, iain glen, josh duhamel, patrick petitjean, ethan hawke, christian bale, rory mccann, younger sam elliot, titus welliver, viggo mortensen, joel miller (illustrated face), ask about others If you've made it this far, thank you! You won't be disappointed in writing with me. I tend to be online daily and while I'd like it if you were too, I understand that real life things comes first. Let me know if you're going to be inactive/can’t continue. If you suddenly stop replying ic and ooc, I'll drop the story after 2 attempts of gauging continued interest spaced a week apart. Below are genres and pairings I love. Feel free to combine as many as you'd like and I’m sure we can come up with something great! Current cravings are in bold. Two thing I don't do are slice of life and historical plots. Genres: - crimes in remote locations - spooky small towns - post apocalyptic/dystopia - supernatural/modern fantasy (A/B/O, werewolves, shapeshifters, alpha x rival pack alpha's child, werewolf x shifter, alpha x new werewolf, involuntary mate-bond, mating/claiming) - southern/mid western gothic - murder mystery (small town or big city) - modern/dark fairy tale retellings - sci-fi - cyberpunk/retro-futuristic - little coastal towns or little towns in the mountains - emotionally charged/dark and gritty - superpowers/gifted - unresolved sexual tension/slow burn - redemption - pacific northwest - suburban gothic - luring to the other side - reincarnation/multiple universes - western inspired + modern day (such as longmire) - christmas inspired - culture clash/two characters from different sides Pairings: - age gaps (older man x younger woman / 15 to 25+ year gap) - enemies to lovers/villain x heroine - cop x criminal - doctor x patient - friends turned lovers/pining - grumpy x sunshine - the broken man x the woman that becomes his light - fbi agents/cop partners - dark hearted man melting for the innocent woman - friend x best friend’s older sibling - boss x employee - neighbors - single father x friend - firefighter/cop x victim - mentor x mentee - hurt/comfort - height differences - pet names (sweetheart, baby girl, kid, kiddo) - lady and the tramp esque/class difference - creature x human/creature - ex-con x anyone - bodyguard x assignment - widow/er falling in love again - biker x civilian - rancher/mountain man x city girl - affair (with so's sibling, with so's friend, with neighbor) - hitman x target - serial killer x fbi agent - soul mates - experienced x inexperienced - local x vacationer - injured/scarred warrior washed out from their former glory x royal/heir-to-be (modern day / Sansa x Sandor inspired) - friend x best friend/boyfriend's father - daughter in law x father in law - park ranger x camper - bounty hunter x bounty - power imbalances Tropes/Themes: the papa wolf/hot dads, cultured badass, jerk with a heart of gold. ladykiller in love, mountain man, mysterious protector, southern gentleman, tall, dark, and handsome, knight in sour armor, red string of fate, villain takes an interest, porcelain to ivory to steel, when person a gets injured/kidnapped and person b goes absolutely feral to save them, cowboys tiny women and big men, the monster being treated gently for the first time in his life, two characters forced into positions where they have no choice but to reconcile their differences and grow together/trust each other, forbidden relationships, trying to escape childhood demons & reuniting in adulthood Fandoms: (I don't write canons or do canon x oc) Star Wars, X Files, Haven, Fringe, Stranger Things, Heroes, The Wolf Among Us, Mercy Thompson Series, True Blood, Marvel, The OA, Disney personified, His Dark Materials, Beastars, Horizon Zero Dawn, The Last of Us, Cyberpunk 2077 Plot Ideas: I have too many to list here but take a look at my google doc and let me know if anything catches your attention. It's a mix of fandom inspired and original plots: Plot Ideas Last but not least, I have a list of kinks if anyone's interested. I use email and discord to write. I'd also be open to joining a jcink site! Contact me at Doe#3347 on discord or by email: [email protected] Please be detailed when you message me, let me know why you chose to contact me. Seeing only "hey do you wanna rp?" is a guaranteed way to turn me off. Look forward to hearing from you!

#oc rp #multiple paragraph #long term #literate #action #adventure #drama angst #fandom #fantasy #horror #modern #original #post apocalyptic #romance #scifi #supernatural

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oliviaculpo · 4 years

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Hey everyonneeeee, hope you’re all doing well. Just wanted to say this once and what not. After like four months away, I decided to come back for a bit. Not sure how long but we will see. I missed writing and so that’s what I’ll be doing—writing! I am here to write and keep to myself as I do so. But I’m also here to talk with whoever would like to, so long as it’s not behind anonymous. Anyway, I hope you all have a wonderful day and happy roleyplaying!

NOW. with that. i want to start 1x1s and below is a list of some pairings i’d love to rp. bold is who i’d want to use.

ana de armas x joel kinnaman

ana de armas x scott eastwood

jurnee smollett-bell x margot robbie

dj cotrona x nathalie kelley, fahriya evcen, jenna dewan

frank grillo, casey d or can yaman x olivia culpo

casey dedrick x poppy drayton

nico tortorella x anyone ?

max riemelt x tina desai

blake lively x anyone

nathalie kelley x anyone

ryan guzman x anyone

casey dedrick x cagla demir

kelly monaco x jon bernthal

peter gadiot x anyone / laura vandervoort

peter gadiot x blake lively

josh swickard x nina dobrev

josh swickard x anyone

WANTED PLOTS:

Plot based off the OC? But like older... maybe a college kid still living at home and their neighbors just brought in someone and boom. like this.

I found your number in the bathroom stall of a bar so i decided to text it because i’m drunk and we never ask for names or pictures but we start talking a lot now and vibing. and we don’t even bother to ask for any of that information we just like talking to each other. — this can go different ways too so we can plot it out.

Something based off this.

Please please please please. Can turn into something romantic too if you want!

I love any sort of royal plot, please.

College teacher and student. Would prefer if they were like older and in a master's program or something.

Something based off this plot.

an IM UNDERCOVER BUT IM FALLING FOR YOU plot where one character is an undercover cop and taking the persona of someone and pretending to be someone else to blend in. but they blend in too well and fall in love with someone but oops, our relationship is pretty much based off a lie and one day you’ll find out.

a plot where… im married to your sibling or dating your sibling and oops, i kissed you the night of one of our parties and now i can’t stop thinking about you??? and i know it’s wrong but ugh you’re like a drug to me. what do i do!?

a MEMORY LOSS plot where one of the characters was in a fire and lost all their autobiographical memories and doesn’t remember the other character. they could’ve been exes who were really important or married or going to get married and this just ruined everything. now they are dealing with all that.

all the biker gang plots please and thanks

anything SUPERNATURAL (the genre not show) so we could legit do tvd based plots and even do our own remake of stelena’s epic love story but in different ways and different faces even. or we could a creepy, haunted like supernatural where someone goes missing or creepy things keep happening in a house or they are ghost hunters because tbh, i’ve been watching buzzfeed unsolved supernatural. i’ve also got a cool spn plot i’ve been wanting to do tbh,

Sense8???????

THIS.

ALSO I WOULD LOVE LOVE LOVE if people would be interested in like 2x2 or something. a lot of my charries are single verse so plotting with more than just one person would be super fun.

so yeah not limited to what’s above. just something to throw out there. ALSO this is open to anything. any gender or non gender. any sexuality. any sort of dynamic. im a free bird and wanting to take it all in.

#1x1 #indie rp #sooo yeah!

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wackatoshi · 6 years

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augmented memories

a rumlow x reader mini-series (2/?)

pairing: MCU!brock rumlow x reader

summary: “How dangerous, for these beautiful but augmented memories to be so vividly engraved in a damaged mind.”

author’s note: head’s up, from here on it is canon divergent!! this part takes place post captain america: the winter soldier. also, this is pretty dang sad and angsty. part 1 was fluff central, baby. lastly, listen to Dream - Imagine Dragons. <3

read part one: next door neighbour here!

THE END

His swollen eyes search for a single breath of light, but he finds nothing.

The room is shrouded in a thick veil of darkness, suffocating as a black hole. It seeps into him like a noxious gas, pervasive and nauseating, coaxing him into the arms of madness. He shivers. It’s cold, unbearably so — an icy draft blows in from somewhere unseen, creeping in beneath his skin and crawling over his bones like a malignant frostbite.

Rumlow grapples for a single sane thought in these waking moments of consciousness. He fights for something, anything, to abate the dark.

And the memories come, one by one, like flashes of light sparking up his mind.

“This is gonna hurt.”

A man in a torn grey shirt lies on the floor in a crumpled heap. He heaves in a breath, and turns to set his defiant eyes back at him.

“You know what they do to your people at HYDRA?”

Rumlow tosses his vest aside. His jaw clenches momentarily, as the image of the Winter Soldier returns to mind like a nightmare he can never shake away completely. Strapped down by the arms and legs. Wiped of his memories. A monster, a machine, an assassin.

A man.

A man, a human. Broken, patched and reused, over and over again, like a child’s plaything — one that’s been wired to commit horrendous war crimes.

“Order,” Rumlow begins to recite the mantra that’s been branded on his mind. But it doesn’t taste the same as it used to — the words leave behind the bitter tang of blood on his tongue. “The world needs order. And order only comes through pain.”

The man on the ground stares, incredulous.

“Man, shut the hell up.”

Rumlow scowls.

“I asked you a question,” he pushes on. There are sirens outside these walls, there are buildings falling to ruin. But the man on the floor keeps his eyes fixed on him, unmoved. “Did you know about the Winter Soldier, what they did to him?”

To an extent, he supposes. HYDRA’s never claimed to be the epitome of virtue, and everyone knows that doing the right thing is not always the easy thing.

But this? Rumlow’s not so sure, anymore.

Nonetheless, he pulls his gun out of its holster and stalks forward.

“Save your breath,” he snarls. “Don’t waste your wisdom on someone who’s too far gone to use it.”

The words tumble out of him before he can think twice, mingled with blood and sweat, dust and debris, pain and shame. It’s a confession, he realises belatedly, and the thought terrifies him.

His victim scrambles up to his feet, now sporting an array of bleeding cuts over his face. He staggers, but straightens into a powerful stance, meeting Rumlow’s eyes fearlessly.

“No one’s ever too far gone,” he says. “You know why?”

Rumlow grimaces, but points the barrel of the gun forward, aimed at the centre of his head. In spite of his devout loyalties, in spite of dwindling time, in spite of everything, he asks,

“Why?”

The man raises his chin.

“Because we always get a choice,” he tells him, his gaze never once faltering. “What choice are you gonna make?”

And just like that, Rumlow’s transported back in time to an evening he spent on his neighbour’s frayed couch, with pizza in his stomach and a glass of wine in his hand. Curled up on the opposite end is a woman, swishing the last few drops of wine around in her glass.

“I don’t know whether the choices I make are right, or I’m just tricking myself into believing they’re right, because I want them to be. You know?”

She tilts the glass in her hand carefully. His gaze follows her long fingers, the velvet wine washing over the glass.

“I think,” she begins, after a moment in thought, “that you already know the answer to that. All you need is the courage to do the right thing.”

All you need is the courage to do the right thing.

Rumlow wavers, before he reels himself back to the burning present.

“There’s nothing out there for me if I walk away from this,” he breathes, still pointing the gun.

“Maybe,” the man replies. He watches Rumlow, carefully gauging his next move. “But at least you did right.”

Rumlow hesitates, then lowers the gun.

The last thing he remembers is a deafening crash of splintering glass, the roar of an engine bulldozing the walls to dust, and a desperate race against time as the storeys above and below him disintegrate and collapse into themselves…

And now, this.

Rumlow knows he must’ve been pulled from the wreckage, taken to a hospital for treatment, but he doesn’t know much of what happened after that. The possibilities are endless. After all, HYDRA senses compromise like sharks smell blood.

“There’s nothing out there for me if I walk away from this.”

“Maybe. But at least you did right.”

Was it worth it, though? If he had pulled the trigger, what would be different? Only, he’d let a good man escape, and now Captain America and his cronies are still out there, while he’s the one locked up in here like a traitorous rat with nowhere to go.

How long has he been trapped inside this holding room? How much longer to go? He barely knows anymore. Impossibly, the room grows darker and darker as each painful hour of silence passes.

Rumlow winces as the onset of a migraine kicks in. Wherever he looks, it’s all the same — an endless expanse of sinister gloom, so black that he can’t discern if he’s been blindfolded, or if it’s the middle of the night, or hell, if he’s floating in space. Too much, too little. Everything and nothing, all at once.

Tendrils of insanity begin to prick at the corners of his mind. He grapples for control, desperate to conjure a memory of something bright to withstand the dark. For where there is light, there can be sight.

And like a single star upon a pitch-black sky, he sees her.

It’s unexpected, to say the least, but Rumlow’s begging at this point. He hangs onto the memory, as if it might disappear from him at any minute, and it fills his mind with light.

Rumlow opens his eyes.

He’s not in the holding cell anymore. He’s inside an apartment, somewhere upstate. It’s far larger than anything he’d ever be able to afford — clean, spacious, and bright. But it’s comfortable, in an oddly inexplicable way, like this is a home he never had.

The door opens and shuts. Rumlow whirls around, eyes landing on a man of a similar build entering the room. He does a double take.

It’s him, but it’s not him.

A different him.

It’s Brock Rumlow — younger, healthier. He’s fresh-faced, without a blemish, a scar, or a smear of blood, plonking a set of keys on the counter and his work bag on the floor in a somewhat routine manner.

He can hardly recognises himself — it is so uncharacteristic to witness these mundane activities carried out by hands that know fifty ways to kill a man.

The stranger sidesteps into the kitchen, wrapping his arms around a woman’s waist, and plants a sloppy, smiley kiss on her cheek. He watches from afar, and when she turns towards him, the familiar curve of her jaw makes his heart jump.

It’s her.

She squirms and playfully swats him away, but there’s no denying the pleased look on her face. There’s laughter, there’s conversation, there’s how-are-you’s and I-missed-you’s and Rumlow thinks he’s going to be sick.

This is not a memory, he realises. This is a dream.

It is not real. It will never be.

He’s conjured up the fantasy world that resides deep inside of him, now summoned to forefront of his mind as a final means to save himself from this HYDRA hellhole.

(They say that nobody really survives the Dark Room, even if they come out alive.)

Here, he is just Brock Rumlow — never a HYDRA agent, never a trained combatant. He is an ordinary man who has an ordinary job and lives an ordinary life with this extraordinary girl.

This is not real, he reminds himself, over and over, branding the mantra in his mind.

But it feels real. It’s a world made of smoke and mirrors, and Rumlow’s always had a penchant for playing with fire. There is something so intoxicating about entertaining over the what-ifs that Rumlow cannot tear his gaze away.

She’s now propped herself up on the counter, her legs swinging, while the other Rumlow overtakes the cooking and examines the contents in the pot. He tastes it, a scrutinising look washing over his expression, and adds a few contents to the mix. She rolls her eyes at that. After all, he’s a difficult man to please.

The scene fades away, vignetting like the close of a movie, coaxing him back to reality. But he fights against it.

Don’t leave, please don’t leave.

The darkness that awaits him is something Rumlow cannot bear any longer, so he rummages through the recesses of his mind to find something, anything, that reminds him of her. At last, he chances upon a fleeting memory, brief as a shooting star, that flashes past his mind for a split second.

It is enough.

He is sopping wet, drenched by the ceaseless rain outside, fumbling and slipping with the doorknob of his apartment. Brock clenches his jaw in frustration.

An elderly lady, on her way out, stops behind him and eyes him curiously.

“Do you need a hand, dear? My son’s not too far away.”

Rumlow glances over his shoulder, catching a quick glimpse of a small, wooly-haired lady in a light blue coat.

“I’m fine,” he answers, through gritted teeth, quickly turning back to try and wrench open the jammed door.

“Oh, you’re as stubborn as you are handsome,” she chided, affectionately. “You know, you remind me a lot of a handsome young fellow I met back in the war.”

“Let’s go, Mom,” a man’s voice interrupts.

“Alright, dear.”

Rumlow still doesn’t turn around, not even to offer a goodbye. He only scowls at the door that won’t give way. But when the elderly lady’s voice fades into the distance, he feels the eyes of someone else watching him. He spins around, reflexes at the ready.

It’s just her.

She leans back against her door, handbag slung over her shoulder. Her hair is up in a neat ponytail and she’s holding a yellow umbrella.

“‘Handsome young fellow’?” she repeats, her lips quirking up in a teasing smile. “It’s a wonder your head’s not a balloon.”

She looks nice. The thought springs into his mind before he can stop it.

Brock clears his throat, straightening up. “Well, it’s nothing I haven’t heard before.”

She raises her brows, bemused. “I take that back. Your head is big — like a hot air balloon.”

He licks his lips — a habit, with no intention of being flirtatious — but he doesn’t miss the way her eyes slip.

“Hot,” he repeats, smugly. “Still proves my point.”

She blinks at him. He leans back into his door, arms folded over his chest. Just like the day they first met. And the tension is palpable between them — he wonders if this is what happens when you work strange hours and cram sleep into whatever gap of the day you can. You start to delude yourself with fantasies that will never come to fruition.

But she doesn’t say anything. She only hitches her handbag higher, shaking her head in disbelief, and goes about on her way.

Still, it’s impossible to miss the satisfied smile that dances over her lips. It’s a sight that doesn’t leave Rumlow for a long time after that.

He heaves in gasp for air. There is light in his mind, artificial but there nonetheless. Her face is vivid in his memory, brilliant against the pitch-black depths that drown his senses in hopeless misery.

Again, he pleads.

And down he goes, plummeting into another chaotic rabbit hole of what he knows are false memories. But they are so bright, so bright…

He sees a lot of things, but most of all, he feels them.

Kisses, soft and sweet, hot and heavy. Warmth seeping into him from her arms around his waist, tucked beneath his jacket. The rich scent so divinely her infiltrating his senses as she nuzzles into the crook of his neck.

The glint of matching bands on ring fingers. A white dress and an unspeakably beautiful angel floating towards him. Familiar faces in the audience. Loved ones that have long since passed. Dancing to cheesy love songs in an empty apartment. Her arms looped lazily around his neck.

It’s sensory overload, it’s blinding in its brilliance, but most of all, it is strong enough to keep the impending darkness at bay.

His hands start to shake.

The next memory punches him in the gut. It’s nearly the identical to the first — him, entering an apartment, the tinkling of keys and the heavy drop of a work bag on the floor. The room smells like herbs and home. Rumlow lays a kiss on his now-wife’s cheek, murmuring something in her ear that makes her laugh.

A wave of bitter jealousy sweeps through him at that.

Out of nowhere, he watches a small child toddle towards him. A girl, wobbling on her chubby feet. The other Rumlow stoops down, catching her as she falls into him. He groans, but scoops her up easily, lifting her high in the air as she bursts into a fit of delighted giggles, kicking her small legs.

The woman watches them both with glittering affection teeming in her starry eyes, her head tilted, lips curved into a gentle smile.

Memories or dreams. Memories and dreams. His chest aches, screams in agony.

Enough, he begs. That’s enough.

But his body is thrown into yet another hopeless delusion.

Scenes of domestic life float through his mind, fleeting, yet filled with vibrant colour. She features in all of them — her kind smile, her gentle touch, her snarky wit and her genuine affection. He knows every part of her like the back of his hand. He’s memorised the way she feels curled up beside him, the sound of her sweet laugh, the way she fidgets with her hair when she’s nervous.

He shudders, steeling himself with the sobering reminder — this is not him.

But is it? Could it…?

I could love you, Rumlow realises, his mind hollow, but his chest full of something unfamiliar. I could love you so, so much.

How dangerous, for these beautiful but augmented memories to be so vividly engraved in a damaged mind.

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roleplayfinder · 3 years

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Seeking Literate Partners!

be inactive/can’t continue. If you suddenly stop replying ic and ooc, I'll drop the story after 2 attempts of gauging continued interest spaced a week apart. Below are genres and pairings I love. Feel free to combine as many as you'd like and I’m sure we can come up with something great! Current cravings are in bold. Two thing I don't do are slice of life and historical plots. Genres: - crimes in remote locations - spooky small towns - post apocalyptic/dystopia - supernatural/modern fantasy (A/B/O, werewolves, shapeshifters, werewolf x shifter, alpha x new werewolf, involuntary mate-bond, mating/claiming) - southern/mid western gothic - murder mystery (small town or big city) - modern/dark fairy tale retellings - sci-fi - cyberpunk/retro-futuristic - little coastal towns or little towns in the mountains - emotionally charged/dark and gritty - superpowers/gifted - unresolved sexual tension/slow burn - redemption - pacific northwest - suburban gothic - luring to the other side - reincarnation/multiple universes - western inspired + modern day (such as longmire) - christmas inspired - culture clash/two characters from different sides Pairings: - age gaps (older man x younger woman / 15 to 25+ year gap) - enemies to lovers/villain x heroine - cop x criminal - doctor x patient - friends turned lovers/pining - grumpy x sunshine - the broken man x the woman that becomes his light - fbi agents/cop partners - dark hearted man melting for the innocent woman - friend x best friend’s older sibling - boss x employee - neighbors - single father x friend - firefighter/cop x victim - mentor x mentee - hurt/comfort - height differences - pet names (sweetheart, baby girl, kid, kiddo) - lady and the tramp esque/class difference - creature x human/creature - ex-con x anyone - bodyguard x assignment - widow/er falling in love again - biker x civilian - rancher/mountain man x city girl - affair (with so's sibling, with so's friend, with neighbor) - hitman x target - serial killer x fbi agent - soul mates - experienced x inexperienced - local x vacationer - injured/scarred warrior washed out from their former glory x royal/heir-to-be (modern day / Sansa x Sandor inspired) - friend x best friend/boyfriend's father - daughter in law x father in law - park ranger x camper - bounty hunter x bounty - power imbalances Tropes/Themes: the papa wolf/hot dads, cultured badass, jerk with a heart of gold. ladykiller in love, mountain man, mysterious protector, southern gentleman, tall, dark, and handsome, knight in sour armor, red string of fate, villain takes an interest, porcelain to ivory to steel, when person a gets injured/kidnapped and person b goes absolutely feral to save them, cowboys tiny women and big men, the monster being treated gently for the first time in his life, two characters forced into positions where they have no choice but to reconcile their differences and grow together/trust each other, forbidden relationships, trying to escape childhood demons & reuniting in adulthood Fandoms: (I don't write canons or do canon x oc) Star Wars, X Files, Haven, Fringe, Stranger Things, Heroes, The Wolf Among Us, Mercy Thompson Series, True Blood, Marvel, The OA, Disney personified, Horizon Zero Dawn, The Last of Us, Cyberpunk 2077 Plot Ideas: I have too many to list here but take a look at my google doc and let me know if anything catches your attention. It's a mix of fandom inspired and original plots: Plot Ideas Last but not least, I have a list of kinks if anyone's interested. I use email and discord to write. I'd also be open to joining a jcink site! Contact me at Doe#3347 on discord or by email: [email protected] Please be detailed when you message me, let me know why you chose to contact me. Seeing only "hey do you wanna rp?" is a guaranteed way to turn me off. Look forward to hearing from you!

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fragilelcngs-blog · 6 years

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INTRODUCING…. me.

hey, babes !! my name’s dee, and i’m very new around here. i’m twenty-three, live in the est, and use she/her pronouns. i’m a moody aquarius, chaotic neutral, and infp for those of you that are into literally anything that will tell you about your personality like me. i’m legit so painfully shy but i’m so down for plots, threads, and ships of all kinds so please bring me whatever your little hearts desire !!! i’m so stoked to be here and write with y’all it’s INSANE, and my ims are ALWAYS open for screaming about plotting, sharing headcanons, or making friends !! i only have two triggers that i feel should be mentioned and those are anything involving heavily graphic or explicit mentions of self-harm or pedophilia. otherwise, i’m good to go but please let me know if i miss something and don’t tag or give a content warning for any of your triggers !!!

INTRODUCING…. the muses.

HEATHER VINCENT, phoebe tonkin, ( 26 ) + screwtape by cane hill.

JANIE FOLEY, holland roden, ( 21 ) + disco tits by tove lo.

CARCOSA LUSK, lucy hale, ( 23 ) + ain’t no grave by johnny cash.

MICKEY ST. CLAIR, lynn gunn, ( 24 ) + soon be gone by boots.

VERONICA ST. CLAIR, carlson young, ( 21 ), + hotter than hell by dua lipa.

EVE RAYNER, holland roden, ( 27 ), + when the levee breaks by led zeppelin.

VALERIA PADILLA, eiza gonzalez, ( 27 ), + down by stone temple pilots.

MOLLY STARRETT, madelaine petsch, ( 22 ), + ultraviolence by lana del rey.

BRITNEY STARRETT, katherine mcnamara, ( 20 ), + come as you are by nirvana.

NIKKI FREY, maggie lindemann, ( 19 ), + baby i’m dead inside by kopps.

INTRODUCING…. wanted plots.

oh wOW alright so i’m gonna be basic for a second and tell y’all that i fucking love angst. i mean, fluff’s great and all, but my heart truly lies with the gritty, toxic, dysfunctional, and fucked up. i’m also a huge fan of anything having to do with crime so if you ever wanna do any crime plots come my way !!! it’s also no secret that i’m a very big fan of age gaps ( obvs not with minors because GROSS ). but seriously, give me everything. friends or exes or enemies to lovers, two toxic people that know they should walk away from each other but can’t live without the other, criminals on the run, any kind of criminal or bad influence with pure characters that have hearts made of gold, characters that go through something horrible together and become each other’s lifeline because they’re the only ones that understand, secret and / or taboo relationships, slowburn and unrequited love, exes that reconnect under literally any kind of circumstances, etc. i’ll link some good examples of my favorite plots so you can get a feel for what i’m describing !!!

x, x, x, x, x, x, x, x, x, x, x, x, x, x, x, x are all some ( hopefully ) pretty good examples !!

i’m also always down for plots away from the romantic side of things. i LOVE giving my characters ride or dies, enemies, exes, family, or anything else you can think of. the more unique the connection the better !! legit one of the best relationships i ever played out in an rp was between carcosa and another girl. totally platonic, but it was such a rich and fucked up dynamic that was full of toxicity and power struggles and manipulation and backstabbing, but also drunken benders and risky adventures and late night confessions, and those were easily some of the funnest threads and plotting sessions i’ve ever had. so please, like i said, give me all of the connections.

INTRODUCING…. the favorites.

i’m totally gonna break this down into quick lil sections because i have a lot of favorite things lmao so here you go !!!

SHIPS

tbh i have so many favorite crackships so pls don’t even get me started on those ?? but i love both f/f and m/f ships and have absolutely zero preference when it comes to which one we do. i’m also a huge fan of poly ships and i’ll never say no to having multiple ships/plots/threads with the same person. i’m very much a multi-ship kinda gal so as long as it’s cool with my writing partner(s) i tend to assume each ship is in it’s own little verse unless otherwise discussed. though i’m totally down for and love ic drama so don’t be afraid to approach me about ships existing in the same timeline !! i’m a fan of everything from the sickly sweet and fluffy to the fucked up, toxic, and angsty so just give me all of the ships because tbh i’m a slut for ‘em.

FACES

alright so some of my favorite faces to play are holland roden, lucy hale, phoebe tonkin, eiza gonzalez, madelaine petsch, katherine mcnamara, dove cameron, halsey, emma greenwell, maggie lindemann, emmy rossum, madison davenport, lynn gunn, vanessa morgan, carlson young, deborah ann woll, and maggie siff. some of my favorite ladies to play against are zoey deutch, lindsey morgan, kat graham, vanessa morgan, dua lipa, eliza taylor, adelaide kane, candice patton, dove cameron, arden cho, chloe bennet, vanessa hudgens, danielle campbell, ashley benson, margot robbie, blake lively, ginny gardner, angelina jolie, emeraude toubia, meghan markle, and zoe kravitz. some of my favorite fellas to play against are charlie hunnam, jon bernthal, dj cotrona, charles melton, manny montana, oscar isaac, andy biersack, andrew lincoln, chris evans, bob morley, garrett hedlund, tom hardy, jason momoa, tyler posey, michael b. jordan, frank grillo, jeffrey dean morgan, dom sherwood, jensen ackles, skeet ulrich, and froy gutierrez.

EXTRAS

just for fun, here’s a mismatched list of some of my favorite things across the board !! snakes, glitter, the colors purple, teal, and black, dogs, iced coffee, horror movies, outlaw bikers, drag queens, classic rock, vinyl records, bath and body works, geodes, mexican food, pulp fiction, the moon and stars, tattoos, neon lights, iasip, succulents and cacti, richard siken, candles, myths and folklore, metallic lipstick, sons of anarchy, and concerts.

INTRODUCING…. future plans.

tbh i hope to get a lot of things out of this group. i’m hoping to find a safe space to let my creativity run wild and a home for my muses where they can constantly grow and develop through interactions with other characters, in-depth plots, and my own exploration the more i write with them. i’m also hoping this will be a good opportunity to make friends, since i’m very much a loner and some of the best people i’ve met have been through the world of roleplaying. i definitely want to push my muses and challenge myself to be a better writer here, and i hope to help out those of you that are seeking the same things in your journey !! i’m already planning on adding some more muses in the very near future ( because i have ZERO impulse control ), and as far as future plans for plots go i want EVERYTHING. romantic, enemies, exes, familial, platonic, and literally anything in between. i would definitely love some slowburn ships where our characters don’t just fall in love overnight. i’d also be so down for exploring the dynamics of age gap relationships. not just the taboo aspect of them but like the differences in generations, the potential repercussions, the ups and downs and the times where they’re not sure if they can make it work.

INTRODUCING…. why i said fuck it.

i mean who hasn’t felt like saying fuck it to the rpc ??? i’ve been rping for several years, about six of those years have been on tumblr and as much love as i can have for this community at times, most days it’s just fucking exhausting. i feel like it’s mostly become a very toxic, judgmental, and honestly shallow place. i hate the expectation groups put on members these days with activity checks and whatnot because honestly who even has the time to write every single day ????? or y’know sometimes we just don’t feel like it ?????? i know for me personally between my mental health and irl responsibilities i just don’t have the time or energy to be on every two days. and plus a lot of them are cliquey af or die in a week or are riddled with petty drama so i tend to avoid them altogether. i joined the indie community in hopes of rping on my terms and while i def feel like that was a step in the right direction, it’s still a very exclusive community at times and i’ve had difficulty fitting in. there’s still a lot of ugliness towards female ocs or muns that exclusively play females and tbh i’m over it ??? i decided to give this group a try because i love the idea of the indie format but in a group, making it easier to plot with people and put yourself out there. tl;dr i decided to say fuck it because the community’s gone downhill and i needed a change.

#fckit:task001 #( dee you gangly uncoordinated b*tch / ooc. )#i have to censor my own ooc tag bc otherwise my posts don't show up in the tags rip #anyway i'm def gonna do the second task and get my intro posts up for my muses in the next couple of days #in the mean time it's so nice to meet y'all and i'm v excited to write with you!!!

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