Brianne

@acancello

Yeah, my charrie does the same, but he just tells someone to go away if he’s crying, sometimes gets violent, and most of the time forbids himself from crying. By the way, he is Alpha Grath

@freedomwriter76

Give me a sec…or maybe a few mind more like it to type it up…oh, if your sensitive to genetically created babies in a lab, look away…

@rae

Kind of. He never speaks about it, but does not try to hide it (If that makes scene) He just refuses to tell anyone or talk about it, and keeps it to himself. But is someone catches him crying, he just lets them watch.🥺

@acancello

Does Hugo consider his grieving over Vikii a weakness? Cuz my charrie does that, he hides his grief until it just all builds up.

@savannah_grace2009

(The world does not revolve around Otto…sighs)

I have to tell that to Hugo🤣

@savannah_grace2009

Is it my imagination, or ever since I became a writer, I am more sensitive to certain character deaths/sad back stories.

@rae

With Vikii dying in Hugo’s arms, that makes me cry, cuz I have a character who’s first love died in his arms just before he was about to propose! And the same character falls in love later (like two hundred years later, cuz he is immortal) and gets married! They are so similar in that respect!

Thank you! They both have such a swe…[Read more]

@jonas

Never mind. It saved in my profile history! So I can just copy and paste! Yay!

@everyone

Here you go:

Marcurious

He sat next to Neveah by the fire, warming his hands. They were quiet, both were tense, and both stared off into the setting sun. Both were thinking the same thing:

Where is Ottoline?

Finally Marcurious asked, “Should I g…[Read more]

@acancello

Maybe! That would be fun, although Hugo already has a wife in the future (So sorry Ottoline! lol)

Aww that’s too bad…but I understand XD (The world does not revolve around Otto…sighs)

@rae

I’m crying right now.

Sorry lol XD

@jonas

For some reason, I got a notification of your Marcurious RP, and I can read it in my email, but I don’t see it here. Is it the same for everyone else?

It’s because I posted it, then edited it, and then tried to post it, but KP ate it.

If you can, can you copy and paste it from your email and post it here so I don’t have to rewrite it? T…[Read more]

Don’t mind me just hopping in here again lol.

@mineralizedwritings

yeah I’d call the trip a success! I have to work up slowly because it’s so stressful for me, just doing baby steps XD it’s nice having my license, but I can’t just go wherever I want.

I’ve been driving for two-ish years and I still don’t like going shopping by myself… especia…[Read more]

@savannah_grace2009 @rae

All I see is the moodboard, too.

@smiley @freedomwriter76 @whalekeeper @savannah_grace2009

Yayyy! I’m glad we’re back!

Hudson

When the chaos seemed to die down a little, Hudson turned to find Adeline. Before he could speak to her, however, he was intercepted by Mr. McKinley, who had been standing to his left.

“Well, that was quite the show,” Mr. McKinley chuckled. “I don’t…[Read more]

@highscribeofaetherium @jonas @savannah_grace2009

Am I supposed to see more than a moodboard??

@acancello

Heart to Hugo!

@savannah_grace2009

I’m crying right now.

@freedomwriter76

You and your characters, girl!

@grcr

I can’t wait to see your charries!

@acancello

With Vikii dying in Hugo’s arms, that makes me cry, cuz I have a character who’s first love died in his arms just before he was about to propose! And the same character…[Read more]

@freedomwriter76

I love it!!!!!!!

And I really want some younger Bucky and Steve stories

and Bucky being an older brother is just perfection!!

@freedomwriter76

Marek

Leon began walking once more. “We should keep moving. Maybe we can find a way out of here.”

The walk was silent, nobody said anything. He looked over at Eleanor, who looked tired, most likely from the conversation about hate.

“Do you everyone is worried about us? back home I mean,” Marek questioned, trying to make som…[Read more]

@freedomwriter76

Anna

Hans nodded. “Exactly. But you…you’re…different.”

“My parents never let us be snobs,” Anna smiled. “they raised us to be proper yet full of compassion,”