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rphelper

As requested by an anon, here are some ideas for plots (between two characters) with a bit of angst involved. Some of these could also be used as “secrets” if necessary.

Trigger warnings: homophobia, mental illness, self-harm, kidnapping, abortion, basically any angsty situation. Proceed with caution.

#plot #memes

therealchampagnemamii

Plot where Character A writes an anonymous letter and leaves it on a train. Character B finds it and writes a response and it becomes this constant exchange, both characters getting to know each other without even telling their names or agreeing to meet. But when one of them stops writing, the other is determined to find out why.

Imagine your OTP just had a small argument. Afterwards, person A sneaks into the kitchen and tightens all of the jars so that when person B goes to make a snack, they need to ask person A to open the jar for them, which they do so while smirking cheekily, making person B blush and look away stubbornly.

vibrantdawn

The wide smile disappeared the second Cordelia mentioned his parents. They probably didn’t even remember it was Riley’s birthday next week. His mother usually was away, going on trips on her own and probably sleeping around while his father worked and came drunk home every weekend. They didn’t care about their children and Mason was used to it. Frankly, it often felt as if Riley was his daughter instead of his sister, but he didn’t mind it one bit as long as she was happy. “No, I’m planning everything. My mom is out of town and my dad has to work, so they said I should do it.” He finally replied with a smile but this one was forced.

cinemystic

Cordelia saw his smile fade and hers faded with it. "Well, I'm sure you'll do a good job. Perhaps even better than they would." she replied, her voice sounding a bit tired as she attempted to encourage him. "I'll help you if you want. I may know a bit more about princess parties than you." Cordelia grinned and looked back up at Mason's face. She studied the way his usually bright eyes fell dull and sad and for a moment she wondered if they'd always been like that. Had she simply been fooled by a facade of fake hapiness? It wasn't a pleasant thought. "You have dark circles under your eyes." She stated absently, her voice quieter and her lips pursed slightly.

#wonderlandrocks

misoradorval-deactivated2018121

Raise your hand if you're a bad mun who loves to torture your muse

1920s Mobster AU. Closed.

Cordelia felt a smile creep to her lips as soon as she heard the music, but of course, she didn't go by Cordelia Larkspur here. Given names were dull. She was Delia, here, now, deep in the underbelly of the city where the speak easys' trumpeted their jazz and shared their contraband. This is where she thrived, dawning the ostentious outfits and dark makeup most "upstanding" members of the community would deem improper. As long as she wasn't recognized she'd be fine and with the amount of moonshine being passed around she doubted it.

Delia bit her lip, a bitter revenge tucked in her mind. That was the main reason she was here tonight. First of all she enjoyed the lively atmosphere, but most important was the plot to spite her father right under his nose. Out in the open she was Cordelia Larkspur, the boss's daughter, kept away from the "business" and forced to remain at home, which, generally speaking, didn't happen as much as she'd like her father to think.

She hoped to see him here though. The one from the other side of the block. The forbidden one. The guy she'd been caught with who was not approved of. Not that she was surprised, really. He was from another gang. The opposition. That obviously didn't sit well. Luckily, as far as she was aware, he hadn't been taken out. That's why she was here. She'd find him again. Her father would not be an obstacle to her happiness and she was going to prove it.

Mooching a cigarette off one of the already drunken men, Delia found herself a seat, taking a long drag before smoothing the beaded skirt of her black dress. Across the way she saw someone. He was not who she was looking for, but for some reason he caught her attention. Perhaps because he was staring quite intently in her direction.

#{Hope this is ok. Don't feel obligated to reply with the same amount if you don't want to.}#sheffieldsalex

frommemetoyou

|REACTION MEME| Bruised and Broken Version

"Woah, when did you get that?"

"Who did this to you?"

"How many time have I told you to be more careful?"

"You’re saying this was an accident?"

"What a shiner!"

"If you look like this, I’d hate to see the other guy."

"I’m not buying it, you don’t walk into a door and get a bruise like that!"

"Does it hurt when I touch it?"

"Let me kiss it better."

"If you don’t rest, you won’t heal."

"Another fight?"

"What happened to your face?"

"I don’t think your arm is meant to bend like that…"

"Let’s get you to bed."

"Let’s get you to the hospital."

"Why are you so calm about this?"

"You’re bleeding!"

"What are friends for, ey?"

"So, instead of helping you, they ran off the moment they saw what was happening?"

"You need to look where you’re going."

"I’m not accusing anyone, I’m just saying it looks suspicious."

"Do you want to tell me what really happened?"

"Don’t move! You’ll faint!"

"I’ve got some bandages, wait a sec."

"You’re the clumsiest person I know."

"I won’t let you be on your own, not when you’re like this."

"How could you be so careless?"

"I can’t even look at you, you promised not to get into any more fights!"

"H-how many of them were there?"

#Memes

"Wait, what are you talking about? Slow down and talk quieter so I can understand you."

#Open #open rp #open starter #indie rp #independent rp

"That...that is my video camera. I need that. A lot."

#Maybe they took it or stepped on it or something #open #open rp #open starter #indie rp #independent rp

boggirl1998

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Stairway to Heaven ripped from vinyl

#Music

vibrantdawn

"She’s great. Her birthday is next week, so she’s excited about that as well." Mason replied with a wide smile, sounding pretty excited himself but he always was whenever he spoke about his little sister. "She’s turning six and wants a princess party."

cinemystic

"Aw, I remember the princess stage. It was great fun." Cordelia laughed. "Time flies though...six already!" She shook her head at the thought. "Have you been put in position as official party planner or is your mom or dad going to be heading that up?" It was just another thing Cordelia loved about Mason. It was so obvious he adored his sister. Unfortunately, the lack of knowledge on his life at home often led her to hit some weak spots.

#Wonderlandrocks