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Oh. My apologies. It's everything in that list. I'm planning to edit the first post soon to get a star by each individual one I'm comfortable with.
"Stars"
So, for some reason I'm unable to edit the first post! Might just be me messing up on mobile. Anyways. I've decided to (will do this once I'm able to edit the post) star next to series that I'm okay with playing canon characters with! If the series doesn't have a star, then it's one I...
I apologize to absolutely everyone that has responded to this thread. Got absolutely packed and fell behind - didn't really get to anyone!
I'm finally on vacation and will hopefully be less packed the rest of the year! I'm still looking for anyone interested. Please do message me. If you've...
Hey! I've done my best to respond to everyone but if some for some reason I've not responded to any of your messages (whether they be recent or not)
please feel free to bump me either by messaging me directly or notifying me here. I know I've missed responding to a lot of people but have a lot...
"Don't assume things like that. I don't know when or where I ever stated that I blame myself because I don't. If I actually were blaming myself then I'll certainly keep it in mind to never ask for advice from you." The first part of his sentence was a lie. Agnes had certainly begun to feel guilt...
Agnes did want normalcy. He wanted it more than anything. Though getting a job was not going to deliver that. Somehow he couldn't help but feel that almost nothing could now. His only chance at normal was starting from a completely clean slate. Somewhere else in the world as a new someone. A...
Agnes certainly didn't expect the . . . man's (Solomon his ass - that man wasn't worthy of a name) brother to be so . . . upfront. Iosif was a new part of the messy kaleidoscope his life had become. He knew really nothing about the man and definitely did not know what to expect.
His attention...
Agnes was uncertain as to how he felt towards the man's brother. Yes - still. The man. Calling the man by an actual name felt like defeat in a way. Anyways he couldn't apply the same to the man's relatives. Not yet. A small huff left his lips once the door closed and his shoulders sunk in relief...
Agnes hadn't forgotten the fact that he had some of this own things but those things simply didn't amount to much. Not when they felt foreign in a place like this. So when the man came into his room with the sudden command for him to get dressed and a (maybe) reasonable amount of questions he...
Agnes could have said something back but he didn't. Such a thing seemed almost impossible when exhaustion was weighing down on his eyelids and pulling dark circles into his vision. Who could blame him for his stupid question when he was like this? With a lazy roll of his eyes he began to make...
The man's touch was completely unexpected. Each individual finger against his neck was as cold as the arctic and sent a gentle shiver down his spine. Agnes was fully aware who the touch belonged to and just how dangerous it could be and yet . . . like before it just didn't seem dangerous. So...
"How very observant of you." Agnes remarked with the usual crackling fire. He was very aware of his appearance. How could he not be? His skin was full of sunset coloured blossoms of the most sunny yellows and deepest purples. In no way was he something truly pretty to look at. Of course that...
Despite not wanting to Agnes was hit with a rather what felt like fatal amount of nervousness. Having to use his powers in front of someone in this way felt like a test. Then again . . . wasn't that what it was? A test showing the strength of his abilities? Oh dear. He was certain he did not...
Agnes' immediate instinct was to refuse. As far as he was concerned he'd really just been dragged around since he'd woken up and his body was just screaming protest. He really didn't want to get up from where he was and started walking. Then again he understood he probably didn't have much of a...
"You know it's not like I can exactly keep them when I'm here." Agnes pointed out as he was rather confused by the man's question. Of course he'd want to keep his job but considering he was already all over the news and had been gone for . . . well, a while. He certainly didn't think he'd be...
Hello!
My name is Sen or Cherry- whichever you'd prefer.
This thread is just a place to dump some of my art. Feel free to post.
I'm also looking for any constructive criticism for anything. Believe me it's always helpful.
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Note: Some of these works have been posted in other places. These are on...
Agnes really couldn't help but glance at his hands then. The once clear and fragile looking skin was now a mess of thin to large lines. It wasn't pretty. His hands weren't the only parts of him that had been awfully damaged and he couldn't help but wonder how long the scars that were etched onto...