Jo Rohart

Um, hello. My name is Joanne Rohart, but please call me Jo. Seriously, Jo is way better than Joanne. I'm a virgo and I like strawberries. Oh, and I kind of have a hard time with touching... ((Multiverse and multiship blog. Please read the rules page before starting an rp))

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I recently rebooted Jo!

If you need more info, go here.

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I recently rebooted Jo!

If you need more info, go here.

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Rebooting Jo!

HI ALL!

I know I haven’t been around much. I just finished college and now I’m deciding on what I want to do with my blogs.

Jo is my oldest blog and I love her to bits and pieces, but I feel like she needs a little refreshing. So I’ll be archiving this blog and setting up a new one for Jo. I plan on making it a totally new start with the exception of a few of Jo’s relationships. I’ll list the relationships/threads I’m planning on keeping and a link to my new blog.

Relationships and threads that I know for sure are staying: Simplicity with thekinddwarf​ Reboot with deadpoolwasnothere​ If you have any questions about threads/relationships just message me.

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When you wish|| Closed RP||jorohart||

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John blinked at her invite to go get Coffee, licking his lips he looked uncertain, glancing around the main room before focusing back on her.  He nodded slowly and smiled softly.  “Yah, I’d like that,”  he said. 

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She nibbled on her lower lip while she waited for his reply, nervous that he was going to say no. But when John agreed to join her Jo smiled brightly. “Great! If you um, if you still have some stuff to finish up I could just meet you there. Ms. Potts is in a meeting so I’m free for another hour or so.”

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Jo’s kind of in the mood for being fucked roughly (maybe in the ass) and some orgasm denial....

[moim-archive]

I can think of a thing or two better to do with my tie. Go ahead and put your hands together.

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Jo bit her plush lower lip lightly and held up her hands, wrists together. She had never been good at denying him, not that she wanted to.

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Reboot || deadpoolwasnothere

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"Well that’s the one thing that I’m good at so I’m charmed that you took notice," he says smirking as she walked by. As she speaks to Logan his eyebrow raises and he looks at his friend sitting on the couch confused. When the door closes he puts down the glass of water that he had in his hand and turns his attention to Logan again.

"Healing mutations? She has a healing mutation?" Logan doesn’ answer him, instead standing and smiling at him before going into his room and allowing Wade to leave the dorm.

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By the time she got back to her dorm Jo could truly understand why people either hated or merely tolerated Wade Wilson. He was by far the biggest jerk that Jo had ever met. All she had been trying to do was help him, to be his friend, and he treated her like dirt. The worse thing about the whole situation was how bad it made Jo feel. She felt rejected and like she was made a fool of.

In hopes of making herself feel better, Jo changed into some sweatpants, opened one of the windows of her dorm, and packed a bowl. She would smoke a little weed, eat a bunch of cookies, and go to bed, then wake up to a fresh new day.

[thevikingnorthman]

Jo promptly sits herself in Eric's lap and cuddles against his chest.

"Can I help you?”

[thevikingnorthman]

"Well, you don’t have to try. It just—— works.” He tried out another small smile now. "So, since you have me here all to yourself for the time being, is there anything else you want to do, anywhere you want to go?”

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The soft blush on Jo’s cheeks spread over her nose. Sometimes she wondered if Eric said things just to make her blush, or if he was really being honest. Either way, she smiled softly in return. “It’s actually kind of nice out, maybe we could go for a walk in the park?”

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When you wish|| Closed RP||jorohart||

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John arched an eyebrow before smiling a little he nodded.  ”N..no yer not…it..its almost time for my break actually,”  He said softly looking back at the computer screen furrowing his brow he typed something quickly before turning back to her shaking his head.  ”No.no yer n..not,”  He smiled shyly. 

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For a moment Jo thought that John turning back to his computer meant he was rudely dismissing her, luckily that was not the case. She smiled sweetly as he turned back around, gathered up her courage, and asked, “Um, if it’s almost your break anyway would...would you like to join me in the break room for a cup of coffee?”

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Simplicity || thekinddwarf

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{ ~♬ } — Bofur knew not the reasons behind her sweetened peck,  though he  perceived her  warmth with true gladness. It was,  to him,  sincere  good  fortune  that  he  had had the  opportunity  to  provide  the  half  hobbit  woman  with  such  authentic happiness. It had become apparent over his decades of existing that his one purpose  was  to  bring  positivity  to those he encountered… It became evident that they seemed to match. So much so  that he wondered if he  had been hiding something  all this while. A desire to  keep  her  around  and  a subconcious  postponement  to  the work he  was doing in some strange attempt to selfishly have her stay… Still, this was the result and he wouldn’t cast that aside.  Once her countenance departed, and she uttered her quiet words of apology, Bofur’s brow furrowed in an indiscreet  display of disagreeance. 

                               ❝ N- no!     Eh?      What?                                   Yer assumin’ I didn’t like                                   it, are ye? Don’t be daft.                                   I    mean,     it    was   a                                    s   u   r   p   r   i   s   e !                                   Mind   ye,   would  be  a                                    sight boring without ‘em. ❞

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Bofur calling her daft didn’t really help relieve the flustered feeling of butterflies that filled Jo’s chest and belly, if anything it made the blush on her cheeks spread farther up her ears; though she knew there were no malicious intentions behind the words. Jo didn’t even think it was possible for Bofur to be even a wee bit malicious. Perhaps that’s why she liked him so much...perhaps that’s why she had kissed him.

“A surprise...” She murmured, still looking at him through her lashes as she was feeling far too shy to meet his eyes directly. “But um...not a bad surprise, right?” Jo braced herself for his response.

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Buddhism in American Pop Culture

Hello all. This is a survey I am doing for my senior capstone. I am researching the rise of Buddhist symbolism in American pop culture. If you live in the US and are willing to take this survey, that would be lovely. The survey should take 15-20 minutes to complete. And if you wouldn’t mind reblogging this link, that would be wonderful. Thank you.

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Simplicity || thekinddwarf

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{ ~♬ } — Bofur, rather skilled in reading emotion, found  himself somewhat taken aback by the tears that welled upon the ducts of the female’s orbs.  Beads  of  joy,  he  didn’t doubt…  But,  he  didn’t reckon on  that  being the  result of his actions.  Peculiarly, he stood in silence as the woman spoke, his heart hurting in empathy for the thought of a gift from a father. His bottom lip rolled tight, cheeks running a sweet coral. His eyes were hooked to the doll as she came to rest upon the bed’s quilt and Bofur barely noticed as Jo approached. The hug was welcome. Allowing his arms to fall about  her, warm air trickled from his nostrils and wove its way amongst Jo’s fine locks. Then came the kiss. Once again, his heart danced. Oh, was he worthy? What a splendid donation that did not  go unaccepted, obvious in the delicate pressure he  offered in return…

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Jo didn't know what compelled her to kiss Bofur. Perhaps it was because of his bright personality and how he made her smile, or perhaps it was because he had become one of her closest friends in so short of a time, or maybe it was just because she was so grateful to have her doll in such lovely condition once more. Though really it didn't feel like any of those things were the reason. Really Jo kissed Bofur because it felt right.

And when he kissed her back she practically melted into him. The kiss may have lasted longer had Jo not realized what she had done and become embarrassed. 

With her cheeks colored bright red, Jo pulled away from Bofur, taking a few steps back and babbling nervously. "O-oh, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have...I mean, it was rude of me..." Jo began to fiddle nervously with her fingers while she looked at Bofur timidly through her eyelashes. "What I mean to say is, I'm sorry for being so forward."

[thevikingnorthman]

Jo promptly sits herself in Eric's lap and cuddles against his chest.

"Can I help you?”

[thevikingnorthman]

"I’ll let that one slide—- since it was kind of funny.” He tried out a half-mouth smile. It was difficult for him to smile at all, and to explain that to Jo would only sound like a lame excuse. ”You make me smile. That’s enough for me.”

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Jo hadn't really been trying to be funny, but she was relieved that Eric wasn't upset by her slip of the tongue. She also appreciated his attempt at a smile, even if it was a little pathetic. "I don't really think I make you smile that much." She blushed slightly. "I mean, I never really try to."

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Open rp

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"Yeah, yeah" Dean grumbled, looking down at his shirt.

"Do you have the wet wipes?"

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Jo was still snickering as she took baby Avery from Dean's arms.

"They're in the diaper bag. Hurry, Avery's getting fussy. I think he wants you holding him."

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Open rp

"Do you think this is funny?"

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"Well...it's a little funny." Jo continued to giggle as she looked at where Avery had spit up on Dean's shirt.

[superserumsteverogers]

"A-ah, should I come back later?"

The blond stretched out lazily, looking over at the other. “Is there a reason you’re at the Tower, ma’am?”

[superserumsteverogers]

Steve tugged a blanket off the back of the couch and over his lap. “So you’ll meet Stark, then - you’ll get used to indecency. A pleasure to meet you.”

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She smiled at him, albeit a little awkwardly. "Um, Ms. Potts said something like that when she hired me. You um, you're Steve Rogers, right?"

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SENTENCE STARTERS. Flirty/Suggestive/NSFW Edition.

Feel free to add your own.

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“Wow, you’re hot.”

"Oh, don’t mind me. Just enjoying the view."

"You know, those/that (list body part) of yours are/is pretty distracting."

"Hot damn."

"So, you come here often?"

"Well, well. My night just got better."

"Is that a gun in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?"

"You have got a great ass."

"Hey, I’m open minded."

"You enjoying the view over there?"

"Keep sweet-talking and this could go a whole new direction."

"Don’t be bashful. You know you want to."

"You can have me any way you’d like, baby."

"You wanna move this conversation someplace more private?"

"I’m off in a few minutes, you know."

"It’s been a long day. Why don’t we help each other unwind?"

"I think it’s about time we stop avoiding the obvious."

"I’m gonna be honest with you. I’m really horny, and you’re really hot. Can we fuck? Like, now?"

"I wanna see you get naked."

"You’re getting me all worked up."

"What do we have here?”

"I see someone’s happy to see me."

"Play your cards right, and I just might have to put you on speed dial."

"You like that, don’t you?"

"How do you want me?"

"I’m sure we can put those lips to better use."

"God, you’re perfect."

"I really like a man who’s good with his hands."

"You. Me. Sex. Now."

"I’d be more than happy to show you a good time, if you’re looking for one."

"I saw that. You just checked me out."

"You look real good in that suit/dress/skirt/outfit."

"You wanna help me out of this ___?" (Insert article clothing here.)

"Can I keep you?"

"You’re such a tease."

"Oh my, looks like I/you dropped something."

"I love it when you talk dirty."

"I can’t stop thinking about your hands on me."

"I think you’ll be happy to know that I’m not wearing any underwear."

"I really want to take you home and get you out of all those clothes."

"It’s like you want to ruin men/women for me.”