forum Leaving My Love Behind // One-On-One // CLOSED

Started December 11, 2019 by Deleted user

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"So that's it?! One fight and you're just up and leaving?! All those years and you're just leaving my love behind?!"

So I got the idea from a Lewis Capaldi song, I don't actually have an idea other than what I just wrote……

i was deep diving into the forums and found this lovely little gem. i’m interested, mind if i join ?

of course, would you like to see anything specific? i’ll probably dig something from an rp if that’s alright with you?

i can do that, give me a hot second.

i can’t find any good ones so i’ll just pull a few from various other works.

no dialogue:
He found himself curled up under a blanket, her halfway on his lap. They spent the whole day out and about and the two agreed it would be best if they relaxed for a bit. They had only met a few months ago, and they never really made it official, but he could already feel himself falling for her. He was beginning to love every little thing about her, from her crazy hair to her gentle giggle. He had met her mom and dad a short while ago, and immediately clicked with both of them, and her little brother seemed excited to finally have another boy around, being surrounded by girls most of his life. Maybe the stars had aligned the morning they met, or maybe it was sheer dumb luck. But he knew this was exactly where he wanted to be, for now, for later, for forever.

mostly dialogue:
“I want all of them. The blue one the yellow one and maybe even the green one.” She shouted excitedly up to the pair.
“I think we should just pick one for now sweetheart. You can’t possibly need all of those clothes for your barbie dolls. They won’t know what to do with themselves.” Marie laughed, leaning against her boyfriend. It was incredibly sweet of him to offer to take us both out today, she couldn’t bear the thought of leaving her with mom all day again.
“What about these two?” Aaron asked, pulling down the purple set and the yellow set. “These colors look pretty together”
“Okay! Thank you!” Marley hugged the two sets to her little chest and then tried and failed to put them in the cart, so Aaron bent down and scooped her up so she could do it herself, and then slide her into the child seat on the cart, pushing it along down the aisle again.

(sorry this took so long, im a master procrastinator)

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Age: (22-25)
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Appearance: (detailed, no links unless described)
Style: (day-to-day clothing)
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Name: Thorn White
Age: 23
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Bisexual
Appearance: Thorn has pale, pale skin. Her eyes are a simple brown. Her hair is cut in a pixie cut and it is a dark brown. Her right arm ends in a stump at the shoulder (read background).
Style: Anything comfortable. Likes plaid and converse sneakers.
Personality: She's kinda just there. She's nice and fun when you're with her, but she blends in if you don't pay much attention to her.
Likes: Having her arm gone, cooking
Dislikes: Having BIID, people who hate her food
Background: As a kid, Thorn always thought her right arm wasn't her own. When she was five, she cut it off. Severed, made it a stump. They found out that she had BIID (Body Integrity Identity Disorder), but that was after she did it. Since it was a stump, the nerves and stuff were severed. She can't use a functioning prosthetic because the nerves aren't there, so she doesn't bother. She's learnt to function with just her left arm.
Thorn has been a chef since she was a kid. She loves to do it and does it professionally. She aims to meet Gordon Ramsay. That would be her dream.
Other:

Name: Kendra Anderson
Age: 24
Gender: female
Sexuality: Bi
Appearance: long blond hair (typically curled), tall, a deep natual caramel (darker in the summer of course), she has a tattoo of a bird on the inside of her left wrist.
Style: leggings or track shorts, loose long sleeves that she's roll up when she got hot, whatevr shoes look the most appealing that morning.
Personality: your typical basic girl but she keeps a lot to herself and is very shy when it comes to people she doesnt know. it takes her a long time to let someone in, and often finds herself alone in a room full of people.
Likes: scrunchies, writing, being alone
Dislikes: strangers, her mother, loud people
Background: Kendra has a lot of anxiety and it reflects in the things she does day to day. Her parents got divorced when she was younger, and ever since all her mother did was push her away. She currently lives in her dads basement that she's flipped into a "bachelorette pad". Her younger sister still is amongst the joint custody of her parents but gets treated like a princess by her mother, so she'll more than likely end up with their mom in a few years. Beyond that she doesn't really do much, she doesn't have many friends and her dad's family is fairly small but they're all very close. the only family members from her mom's side she still goes around is her twin cousins Jeffery and Jaxon (age 21), they grew up together and she couldn't imagine her life without them in it.
Other: —

Thorn was in the kitchen, angrily making dinner for her and Kendra. She didn't know why she was angry, but she was. So she was cooking to try and calm herself down. It was only mildly working.

Kendra didn't know exactly why but soemthing felt off. About herself, about Thorn, about everything. She sat on the couch in the living room, feet tucked under her, and scrolled through pinterest. She had been wanting to redo her walk-in closet for a while and was trying to get some ideas for what she wanted to do, and also trying her best to put her anxiety to rest.

Thorn's hand spasmed slightly and hit the metal of the saucepan. "Fuck!" She yelled, holding her hand. She turned the stove off, letting the food simmer. It wasn't the kind of food that could continuously cook. She hissed, running her hand under cold water. Her anger had caused her to mess up.

Kendra jumped a little when Thorn shouted and dropped her phone, making a thud sound when it hit the floor. She picked her phone up and slid it in her shorts pocket and walked into the kitchen cautiously. "a-are you okay?" she leaned carefully on the wall.

"Yeah, I'm fine," Thorn hissed in pain. "I just burned my hand. It's fine, I do it all the time." She turned the tap off and dried her hand. She then grabbed out burn ointment and bandages and wrapped her hand up.