Helen Smith

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[lottiebedlam]

KINK RATING TIME!!

Send me a kink and I’ll rate it! 

No | rather not | I dunno | I guess | Sure | Yes | FUCK yes | Oh god you don’t even know |

[enstorie]

send one to see how my muse reacts  /  soft edition.

[ trail ] for your muse to start a trail of kisses down my muses neck. 

[ shift ] for your muse to move hair off my muses face.

[ stroke] for your muse to gently stoke my muse’s face.

[ chin ] for your muse to gently grab my muses chin.

[ tuck ] to place a blanket on my muse.

[ wrap ] for your muse to walk into the room and say nothing before wrapping their arms around my muse. 

[ fidget ] for your muse to comfort mine during a bad dream.

[ braid ] for your muse to braid mines hair.

[ sponge ] for your muse to give my muse a sponge bath.

[ drape ] for your muse to help pull off / unzip my muses clothing

[moretrashyrpmemes]

Send 💗 to kiss my muse tenderly without explanation

[thehowepariah-archive]

Send an ask describing what you think my character smells like.

[joexjuliana]

instagram:  @fredriksewell

[occasionalrpmemes]

questions for the mun, regarding the muse.

What makes you the most emotional about your muse?

What made you decide to write this muse?

If you could change one event in your muse’s life (in their main or canon verse), what would you change?

If you could tell your muse one thing, what would you tell them?

If you could give your muse one gift, what would you give them?

If you had to take one positive thing away from your muse, what would you take away?

If you could “borrow” one aspect of your muse and apply it to yourself or your own life, what would you borrow?

Do you genuinely want your muse to be happy? What do you think would make them most happy in life?

Do you enjoy putting your muse through angst? What do you think would break their heart the most?

What do you love about your muse?

What do you hate about your muse?

What about your muse amuses you?

What about your muse makes you sad?

How would you describe your muse to someone about to meet them, in person, for the first time?

Would you like your muse as a person if you met them in real life?

In what ways are you better than your muse? In what ways are they better than you?

Why do you think you connect to your muse?

What aspect of your muse’s personality is most important to you? What aspect of your muse’s personality do you think is most important to them? Is it the same? Why or why not?

If you had to judge your muse and sentence them to a “fair” fate, what would your judgement be? Would you punish them? Reward them? How?

[come up with your own question for the mun, regarding the muse]

[joexjuliana]

tmithc personality types» helen smith

[odk-2]

Visit Original Link

Bobby Darin - Beyond the Sea (1959) Music: Charles Trenet / Lyrics: Jack Lawrence from: “That’s All” LP

[quietresistence]

[makeanotherplan]

eigenliicht:

                    ❝ Yeah, it’s just work. ❞  John’s hand moved to find her own, his voice hoarse, a warm squeeze countering the sigh which preceded it.  How long had he been sitting here? The words had long since blurred across their pages; a watercolour of nodi, his brow beginning to ache from maintaining the frown which had found its perch upon it. He flipped through the file carelessly before discarding it upon his desk, its problems shut away behind the bland manila cover which warned to those unauthorised, ‘CONFIDENTIAL’, stamped in the same red he now caught painted on the nails in the corner of his eye.

                    His hand drifting to her elbow, his mind wandered back to the times he’d pull her gently into his lap, the hours passing in the city skyline whilst the sun warmed them as they sat talking of the future and each other’s steadfast devotion, despite the plentiful upheavals the years between then and now had provided them with. He angled his head back, eyes finding hers as his lips tug into a smile of assurance.

                    ❝ How did Amy’s piano lesson go? ❞  He inquired softly   ———   it had only been her second session, and over the last two weeks it had been difficult to decide which of the pair was more nervous for her, his five-year-old daughter, or himself. 

    His answer, sparse as it was, soothed any stray fears she might feel over his evident frustration.  “Good.”  Leaning forward slightly, she pressed painted lips to his soft, wavy hair in a kiss, still gently rubbing his shoulders as he placed a hand over one of her own.  When the file was shut, the bright red letters displaying its importance, she nearly breathed a sigh of relief that she hadn’t peered at the pages closer, its contents clearly not for her eyes.  Along with his short reply, whatever it was, she didn’t need to know unless he wished to confide.

     When his hand wandered up her arm to rest in the crook, her lips quirked up in a smile once more, even more so once he leaned back to peer up at her.  He was a good husband and perhaps an even better father, she mused, blue eyes nearly sparkling with his question.

    “It went well enough,” she replied mischievously, her amusement clear as she rested her free hand on his at her elbow.  Well enough, however, was more than subjective.  “Our daughter plays very well for a child her age, I was told, if she sits still long enough to get through an entire song.”  Sighing, a smile still on her lips, she shook her head, strawberry curls flying.  “She jumped off the stool every five minutes.  For whatever reason, she seems to have far too much energy to sit still.”

[makeanotherplan]

astrohistoria:

“If you insist, Helen.” Mika smiled warmly at her. It was quite a surprise to her, how welcoming and friendly the wife of a top Nazi officer would be. She expected someone more…cold and calculating but Helen Smith seemed like a good woman. A caring mother and devoted wife. She wondered what she was like before the war. Obviously her life had changed drastically but did she view it as for the better or was she just going along with it for the sake of her family. 

Mika cleared her throat and continued, “I’ve been discussing an exchange program with my government,” she explained quietly. “One that would afford some of the best and brightest children in the Reich the opportunity to travel to the Pacific States and learn about their neighbors. The program would be headed by me, as the Emperor’s representative here on the continent, and I think Thomas would be a perfect candidate for it.” She raised an eyebrow and looked around the room. “He says he wanted to follow in his father’s footsteps and he seems ready to learn. He’s a good kid and I think he’d benefit greatly from this program.”     

    Clasping her hands at her waist as she listened to Mika’s plan, Helen nodded approvingly at the right points.  Such a plan would help dispel some of the misinformation that made holding the alliance between their nations potentially more difficult in any case.  John would certainly approve.   “I think it would be an excellent idea and we are honored you think Thomas would fit so well. You certainly have my approval.”  She paused, head tilting slightly as she gave herself time to think.  “Of course, I’m assuming by exchange you mean children from the Pacific States will come here as well.  And unfortunately, you will have to seek approval much higher than my husband, but I’m sure he will help you as much as he is able.”

    She smiled again.  “If you had your way, when would this program begin?”

[terpsikeraunos]

There was a Helen before there was a War, but who remembers her?

H.D., “Winter Love” (via

terpsikeraunos

)

[joexjuliana]

God should fear girls with battle scars. Pretty little things with knives hidden in their smiles, blood red lips and poison-painted nails. They’ve been to the gates of Hell - and the Devil sent them back, armed and ready to fight.

[joexjuliana]

[joexjuliana]

[annachibi]

moar headcanon: John & Helen’s “song” before the war was banned and they still secretly have the record locked up somewhere safe but can’t listen to it for fear of being caught. But sometimes when they’re up late at night after the kids have all gone to bed, they go in the living room and dance together to it in their heads because they haven’t forgotten how it goes.

[makeanotherplan]

@eigenliicht *grins*

[joexjuliana]