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[ashehole]

Open RP Post


⊛ find a character you want to play with and respond to their thread. can't find who you want? let me know!
⊛ we can make up a scenario, adapt a meme of some sort, or... something else? whatever the fuck we want.
⊛ if you need ideas, the random scenario meme has just about anything you could want.
⊛ wanna do a picture prompt? we can do some picture prompts.
⊛ FUCK YEAH WE'RE TOTALLY ROLEPLAYING RIGHT NOW!!!

Handy-Dandy Quick Links:
Vanessa Cleveland ⊛ Catty Turner ⊛ Finnick Odair ⊛ Belle Beaumont ⊛ Chloe Saunders
Commander Shepard ⊛ Piper McLean ⊛ Jordan Langley ⊛ Jaime Lannister ⊛ Eli Keaton
Sally Malik ⊛ Corey Carling ⊛ Shadow ⊛ Fenris ⊛ Meetra Surik
Revan ⊛ Keiko Nakagawa ⊛ Alyss Heart ⊛ Ava ⊛ James
Percy Jackson ⊛ Frank Zhang ⊛ Helen ⊛ Jason Grace ⊛ David Levin
April O'Neil ⊛ Galen Marek ⊛ Reyna ⊛ Jackson Swift ⊛ Jaime Reyes
Fran Zhang (AU) ⊛ Jasa Grace (AU) ⊛ Piper McLean (AU) ⊛ Gretel ⊛ Sirius Black
Cullen ⊛ Liv Durand ⊛ Maddie Moss ⊛ Daniel Bianchi ⊛ Finley Odair (AU)
Persephone Jackson (AU) ⊛ Derek Hale ⊛ Raleigh Becket ⊛ Allison Argent ⊛ Liam Hunt
Seph McCauley ⊛ Jonah Kinlock ⊛ Edward Kenway ⊛ Aveline de Grandpre ⊛ Gale Hawthone
Will Scarlet ⊛ Korra ⊛ Carswell Thorne ⊛ Scarlet Benoit

Comments

[dutysexual]

[Reyna shifts in bed, and for a moment, there's a flutter of confusion. There's an extra weight there that dips into the mattress, a warmth that's not her own. It takes her a moment to remember who it is before she sighs, relaxes again, one arm draping over Heather's waist as she buries her face into the other girl's shoulder.

Somehow, even after the fight, she can still smell the light fragrance of her perfume clinging to her shirt.

She isn't really sure how they got here when it was all over, when they won, but it doesn't really matter at this moment. The camp can wait another few minutes.

Even Romans need a bit of a breather.]

[excusing]

[ She'll be certain to squeeze a few more moments out of this morning before they have to actually tend to their separate duties. A normally heavy sleeper, Heather's eyes flutter as soon as the sunlight hits her lashes and she stirs again, curling her arm around Reyna's.

More than anyone, she deserves this rest and Heather's glad she at least got her into bed to sleep off the weeks and months behind them. It was an unusual feeling for her, waiting for a hero to return home, but she kept busy in her absence, trying to keep the forces at bay with others who wanted to give the Greeks the benefit of the doubt. ]

Hi, [ she greets, her voice husky and laced with sleep. ]

[dutysexual]

Hello. [It's such a formal greeting, and even Reyna winces before giving out a laughing sigh.] Hi. [She closes her eyes briefly against the sun before opening them again to look at Heather.] Did you sleep well?

[excusing]

[ She chuckles softly, turning onto her back so she can look up at Reyna properly, finding that she likes seeing her like this first thing in the morning. It's a wonder she has been this successful in getting close to her, knowing the person behind the armor. ] I did. I hope you did too.

[dutysexual]

[Reyna runs her fingers through her messy hair. Messy hair. This is worse than fumbling in battle, and for a moment she thinks about ducking out. Which is ridiculous. She has no reason to hide from Heather, mess or not. Praetor she might be, but she's still human.

Well.

Half-human.] Better than I have in the last couple of months, I'll admit.