( permanent ) open rp post!

[buries]

permanent open rp post.

❧ comment with one or more of your muses. it can be empty, contain a scenario, or a prompt for a scenario (image, lyric, quote, etc). for the best way to get something that isn't complete bullshit, please either leave a scenario yourself or an image (i work best with images, but can make do with lyrics).

❧ in the subject line, request one of the muses that you would like me to tag you with. no one is off limits. if you know i play someone who i haven't listed, feel fee to request them. however, i cannot guarantee you will get exactly who you choose (especially if they're inactive/a character i don't play a lot.) even if they have a post in this community, i don't mind doing anything with anyone.

❧ if you want a specific style, action or prose, please let me know. default is action spam.

❧ rp with me so we can psl and i can eat your soul. ♥ i would love to turn these into personal storylines.


( information | musebox | ffa | private storylines )

Comments

IT IS STILL SO PRETTY!

[disparage]

[ caroline's fingers slip around thor's wrist, lighting holding onto him to ensure that she doesn't sink in the sand. the last time she was at the beach, she was six; she hardly remembers it, despite all of her memories she had compelled away resurfacing. it's one of the moments captured in photographs, of her building sandcastles with her father while her mother captures the moment in time.

after letting it slip, without thinking, to thor a few days prior about how she's never really been to the beach, what with the fear of losing her daywalking ring and burning to a crisp before she's even out of the water, she finds herself having the wind knocked out of her by his grand gesture. just because she talks a lot doesn't mean people are listening - and thor, despite his broadness and how much space he takes up in a room, regardless of how loud and boisterous he is, listens.

feet slipping against the grains of the sand, her other hand holds her flats. glancing up at him, squinting against the sun, she can't help but grin. ] When you said you had a surprise up your sleeve, I really thought you were going to take me to another ball game or something.

ONLY THE BEST 4 U

[brashed]

[ okay so. it's true that caroline does talk a lot. a lot. and half the time thor has no idea what the hell she's even talking about, he still listens. he can't not—she's captivating. and though they sometimes run the potential for running over each other, it's alright. because when and where it really matters and counts, thor listens to caroline where he's certain most would just ignore her.

he can't take his eyes off of her out here in the bright sun, the rays gleaming off of her hair and making it shine like gold. in that moment he thinks she's the most beautiful thing he's ever seen. so, he can't help when his hand shifts to thread their fingers together instead. thor laughs at her words, leaning down to kiss her forehead softly. ]

The idea had crossed my mind, but... [ he shrugs one shoulder, turning to look at the waves and inhaling that salty air. it makes him feel alive. ] This seemed much better.

WHAT DID I DO TO DESERVE THIS?

[disparage]

Well, I'm glad you chose it. [ she smiles. dropping her flats, she wraps her hand around the wrist of the one she's holding. walking backwards in the sand, she uses him to anchor her. it's not a strange concept, to allow thor be the person she holds herself onto. keeping her humanity in check has been difficult over the past few years, but ever since she met thor, she's found that she has something to hold onto. he makes not losing control of her urges worth it. ]

As much as I appreciate looking at guys in really tight shorts, I'd rather spend the day not having to compete with them and a really noisy crowd to get just a second of your attention.