Hey! I’d love to do a Roleplay with you. I can play Steve, Thor, or Ant-Man. Are there any ships you have with this three where you’d be willing to play the other?
Solomon glances up at Kennedy quickly when she started to speak, just enough for her to understand that he was listening and not completely ignoring her. He just didn’t often look people in the eyes when they spoke. It was intimidating and he was afraid to be intimidating. He never looked his...
Solomon didn’t stop. Couldn’t stop. He couldn’t stop until they were safe somewhere that these creatures could get to them. He couldn’t stop until they were behind solid walls or, at the least, somewhere more defensible than the middle of this park. When they were behind Andrew’s locked front...
Solomon chewed his lip nervously, still hugging his backpack. He was possessive of his backpack because it was one of the only thing that was really his. His room was never off limits for his father. The older man believed he was entitled to look at anything. But the backpack stayed with him...
Solomon, be careful!
Andrew’s voice echoed in his ears during his frantic scramble with the creature. Be careful, be careful, be careful. He was going to do his best but when it came down to it, what mattered was the getting rid of whatever was attacking his friend. That was the important...
Solomon Pike believed in God. That was a bit of a revelation for some people who didn’t know him well. He didn’t look like a believer. He was cynical and pessimistic and - this was the one that got people hung up - he was gay. Sexuality and religion didn’t seem to go together for most people but...
When people raised their voices at Solomon, he tended to flee. He had bad experiences with loud tones and raised hands and being hated by people who were supposed to love him. He didn't want this to happen with Eva, too, but his first impression was that she didn't want him in her house. That...
Solomon was shivering while he stood on the porch, drenched in rain and hugging his backpack. He didn’t have anything else with him. Even though he was 5’8”, he looked small, his shoulders hunched. His journey had been a lengthy one and he was glad it was over, for better or for worse, if only...
Solomon Pike. Solomon Pike. Solomon Pike.
The more Solomon repeated the name in his head, the more it felt right. He wasn’t Sarah Jane, he was Solomon. Solomon, Solomon, Solomon. He’d been playing with pronouns for awhile now, trying to figure out why she didn’t feel right. Why he hated when...
Samael was not happy about being sent to Earth. It was a task they knew they had to undertake since their Father Himself had ordered it, but it didn’t mean they had to be happy about it. Earth just wasn’t their forte. Some of the other angels absolutely adored it, cooing about humans and how...