there's COMFORT in the bottom of a swimming pool
private & selective, low-activity roleplay blog for Connor Evans, a slice of life original character.
i'm holding my BREATH for you
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YOU ARE THE REASON
The Bowery Presents

@theartofmadeline
Xuebing Du
I'd rather be in outer space πΈ

Discoholic πͺ©

shark vs the universe

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Today's Document
One Nice Bug Per Day
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Jar Jar Binks Fan Club
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

Love Begins

gracie abrams
Sade Olutola
Show & Tell
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
Misplaced Lens Cap
Keni

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there's COMFORT in the bottom of a swimming pool
private & selective, low-activity roleplay blog for Connor Evans, a slice of life original character.
i'm holding my BREATH for you
RULES | STATS/BIO | HEADCANONS | PROMPTS
adored by boo
planning on taking this blog off of hiatus this week, all of my other blogs are semi-active so might as well make this one the same.
Good morning kiss from Marcel for his sleepy boyfriend [@aeviterncl]
@aeviterncl / Unprompted.
Connor felt light hit his face, scrunching up his nose when he realized what it was before burrowing as far as he could into Marcel's side. He felt all his emotions again, almost feeling like they'd simply been turned off for an extended period of time. Which he was working through, but it felt good to feel again. He groaned when he realized sleep wasn't coming back to him, hoping that him not wanting to get out of bed right away wouldn't trigger something negative in Marcel's brain after sticking through him through the worst of it these last few months. He really did deserve a Best Boyfriend Ever award or something like that. Connor would have to look into doing something special for him, now that he was functioning well enough to do so.
Eyes finally opened when he felt a soft kiss press against his lips, bright green eyes flickering as he tried to wipe sleep from them. The smile evident on his face as he looped his arms around Marcel's neck and pulled him back towards him for another kiss. "Good morning to you too."
I haven't had access to this blog in a while (thank you Tumblr) but now that I do, I'm officially going to go on hiatus. Connor's muse is finicky and I honestly just haven't been using my blogs as much as I should be. I will be lurking on my multi @brckenprcmises and finally turned my phone notifications back on for that blog, so feel free to reach out to me there. My Discord is Bee6106. I have primarily been RPing here. I'm always excited to thread with new people and interact, please just let me know your blog name if you add me.
Officially putting this blog on hiatus for the time being, just havenβt had muse for Connor. I have been somewhat active over on @brckenprcmises between being sick
i've pretty much been ignoring this blog
but I'm sick rn so i'll try to actually be on later this week
me: you literally have a disorder. this is symptoms
me: no perhaps my soul is rotten
I am lowkey unfit for human interaction
@vere-flores / one-liner
"You're cute when you're lost in thought like that."
When Connor points out her absentminded staring, the pen she was holding rolling on the table between her fingers, a blush spreads across her cheeks as she locks eyes with him.
"T-Thanks... I was just thinking about what to make for supper later." She flashes a smile his way.
"You're even cuter when you blush like that." He laughs, getting up to step behind her and play with her hair. He leaned down to kiss her on the cheek, nuzzling it with his nose before standing upright.
"Hmm, are you in the mood for anything? I can always run out and grab anything we don't have here if there's something specific."
@fakefuckbxy for a starter between Ember and Connor.
What a cute little cafΓ©. It wasnβt Emberβs style but maybe her sister, Cecilia would like it. She could try the food and drinks here first to see if it is to her tastes before inviting her sister to this cafe. Her sister had been interested in trying different cafes lately. Plus it was still daytime. As tempting as it was to drink some alcohol, she would try to leave that for tonightβs drinking instead. She grabbed one of the chairs and sat down, not caring if she was supposed to let the waiters know of her presence. Fortunately, the table she sat at had a menu which she took a look at. Yep, she had no idea what to order. If it was up to her, she would usually just order coffee but if she was trying to see if this place was good enough to surprise her sister, she would need to order something more than just coffee. She took out her cigarette and lit it up. She continued staring at the menu while smoking for a minute before giving up. She waved at one of the waiters to get their attention
βYo, waiter!β She lifted the menu for the young boy to see. βWhat do you recommend?β
It'd been a slow day, but not entirely uneventful as the hours of his shift dragged on. He'd be off soon and just needed to push through the little bit left of his shift before he could finally go home and rid himself of the cafe for a bit. He loved his job, but Connor found himself burnt out, the holidays coming up and honestly he never really managed to make it through them in one piece. His manager had stopped him on his way to break earlier in the day, wondering if he'd be taking leave the next few months and when it would start, as he often couldn't handle working through the holidays; much less even getting out of bed on some days.
He looked up when someone called out for a waiter, knowing he was the only one not on break right now. The two other part timers that were working had taken their breaks in anticipation of him leaving soon. He made his way over to the newcomer, raising his eyebrow at her lit cigarette indoors. It was a nasty habit that he also indulged in, seeing the smoke roll of it almost made him want to walk outside and light one of his own with the stress he'd been trying to push down. "Our soups and parfaits are usually a good go to, but I can recommend something lighter or heavier depending on how hungry you are." He shrugged, "I do have to ask you to put the cigarette out while you're inside, though. I get wanting one, but the cafe itself would like to stay as family friendly as possible." He said, trying to give her his best apologetic smile.
i am going to *remembers suicide jokes are detrimental to my mental health and relationships* make it through this year if it kills me
Stephanie Foo,Β What My Bones Know: A Memoir of Healing from Complex Trauma
PROMPTS FOR PEOPLE WHO AREN'T USED TO KINDNESS * Β assorted dialogue, adjust as necessary
what are you doing?
i can handle that myself, you know.
you didn't have to go out of your way to take care of me.
i'm not used to this. this caring thing.
thank you. don't ever do that again.
i thought you hated me, to be honest.
i didn't ask you to love me!
no one's ever actually just... sat down and listened to me.
i didn't think people like you existed.
is this normal for you? going out of your way like this?
i told you i had it handled. you didn't have to bother.
i... should probably thank you for that.
i don't know what to say. this has never happened before.
wait, that's mine. you fixed it?
you did all of this... for me?
that was the nicest thing anyone's ever done for me.
i'm kinda at a loss for words.
i wasn't expecting this from you.
you did all this for me?
i had it under control.
when did this happen?
how long were you planning this?
i'm not sure what to say. i'm not used to this.
i owe you one.
that was... very kind of you. thank you.
i'm just not used to people going out of their way to help me.
usually people just look the other way, but you actually care.
this is weird. is this what caring about someone feels like?
i could have handled it.
this must have taken you forever to arrange. and you did it all for me?
it would be easier in the long run if we went our separate ways.
i hate being in other peoples' debts.
i didn't want this to happen.
people around me don't last very long.
i feel like i'm screaming and screaming and no one hears me.
i'm in your debt.
how did you find that? i lost that ages ago.
you actually... listened to me?
no one's ever paid attention.
no one's ever put that much time in effort into something for me.
when did i say that?
i didn't ask you to care about me!
i'm easily missed. people don't pay attention to me.
i'm invisible most of the time.
it's easier for people to look the other way.
do you do this often? help people?
i'm surprised you're still here.
if you're expecting something in return, forget about it.
you came back?
why do you care about me so much?
i'm a lost cause. you should just forget about me.
what's the use? there's no point.
i don't even celebrate my birthday. no one cares.
you can't just make someone care about you.
i thought you left.
what is it about me that has you so worked up?
you're making a big deal out of nothing.
thanks for patching me up.
you... brought this here for me?
but i didn't ask for this! i didn't ask for any of this!
stop smiling at me like that.
Connor looked over at Kyo when he sat himself down, wondering if he looked like someone that he knew. He'd be disappointed if he was the orange haired boy too.
"It's nice to meet you too, Kyo." He said, looking back towards the birds that were dancing around just a ways from the bench they sat on. "Do you have a plan for today?"
Kyo glances over at the other with a shrug, following their gaze to the birds. He watches the birds silently for a moment. When was the last time he enjoyed a day like this? Too long, is all he can think in response to his internal question.
βHonestly, no.β He admits, taking another sip of his tea, βI was planning on just going home and not doing much of anything.β
βWhat about you? Did you have plans for today?β
Connor shook his head, leaning back against the bench and looking up at the blue sky above them. He wasn't really one to hang out outside all that much, but he could feel a depressive episode coming at an overwhelming pace, and was trying to punch it in the face with some fresh air.
"Honestly, I was thinking of stopping by one of the bookstores in town at some point, maybe grab some lunch. It's getting around that time, are you hungry?"
these are my mutuals. they know who they are
AnaΓ―s Nin // John Steinbeck
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