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@rowan-montgomery
when u create too many ocs and dont have the time to develop them all equally and ur brain just wants u to focus on one or two at a time but u keep making more and more and u feel like ur abandoning the ones u havent done anything with for a while
@rowan-montgomery 😂
EXCUSE YOU HOW DARE YOU CALL ME OUT LIKE THAT
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The Montgomery Family
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@rowan-montgomery
Me with my own OCs:
Me with my friends’ OCs:
@rowan-montgomery why is this us?
Omg it so painfully is
-“What do you want most?”
-“I think you already know.”
Six weeks after Rowan's news of Brian's visit to Boralus, a nervous looking fellow was twisting his cloth vest this way and that, waiting for Georgie to return from classes. When at last she did, his face paled and his eyes fell to the floor at his feet. "Mrs. Montgomery," he murmured sheepishly without looking her in the eye. "Captain Montgomery wished for me to inform you of his departure. He says just a few weeks at most."
A long laundry list of things she needed to accomplish ran on repeat through her head as she rode the elevator up to the third floor of the apartment building. Dinner, homework, cleaning, and prepare for the next day. Georgie hitched her bookbag up higher on her shoulder just as the elevator car stopped and the doors parted to open to the hallway. Dread began to grow within her stomach when she saw the young man standing outside her door, exasperating the sickness she was already experiencing. Was it one of Brian’s cronies come to nab her?
When he didn’t immediately make towards her, she walked further down and stopped two yards in front of him. “Who—“ His message cut her off and the air inside her lungs felt vacuumed out of her. She stumbled backwards against the wall with the new reality of her husband’s situation hitting her head on. “Has he left yet? I… I have to tell him something before he leaves!”
Broken Solitude
She hated being alone and during Rowan’s trips, meaning she often stayed longer at work or school to avoid being alone in their apartment longer than necessary. Having peace while in solitude was an impossible feat for Georgina but lately… lately, she was craving it. For the first time ever in her life, she feigned being sick so she could go home early and just be. She was more than ready for the lecture she’d likely receive from her husband who was insisting on escorting her everywhere she went, but she just wanted to experience some solitude for once.
Even Gideon had noticed that she had been acting differently, more reserved than was customary for her to be. How could she explain to anyone how she felt more lonely now than she ever had before? And the one thing she wanted to tell Rowan, she discovered that she was keeping it to herself with each passing day.
Up high in the loft that she had converted into a study area, she sat in an oversized white sheepskin covered bean bag chair, scribbling words along a page in her journal. Three knocks came from the door, sundering the quiet atmosphere in two and Georgina could have sworn that her heart stopped. The threat her father-in-law had made hadn’t been forgotten and now she questioned if he was going to make good on it. She didn’t move and just stared at the door, becoming convinced that if she didn’t move, didn’t answer then he would go away. Knock, knock, knock. The series of knocks sounded a little more insistent this time and she heard her name being called by a feminine voice from the other side. She stood up to descend the narrow spiral steps that connected to the main level, feeling every heartbeat up in her throat as if she were walking to the gallows with her life on the line. Did she really want to open the door? She didn’t feel like she had a choice and she knew the curiosity of who it could be would eat at her if she didn’t.
She slowly opened the door and felt the air get sucked out her lungs with a gasp. More than seven months had passed since she last saw the raven-haired beauty standing in front of her. Her hair was neatly combed half up and her skin had a healthier glow than Georgina could ever remember seeing it. “Nadia,” she breathed, remembering all too vividly how she had banished her own sister and the regret that followed her afterward.
Bright hazel eyes that mirrored Georgina’s watered along the lash line as she took in the sight of her baby sister. Nadia stepped forward and pulled her little sister in for a hug. “Sunshine.”
“It’s you I want to come home to for the rest of my life.”
— Poets Love Her (via poetsloveher)
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"Your details never left my mind."
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Is there a WoW RP community discord? Or at least one for WrA? I’ve asked around but no one knows of any that isn’t just something specialized like for Kul Tiras or a specific character group/faction. (Tagging random WoW friendos to see if anyone knows or knows someone who might know!) @unabashedrebel @blackthorn-winter @rosie-blackwater @ladystillheart @iamladyproudmoore @rowan-montgomery @poisonatreyu @nightvale-scales @horridpoppet @fin-mckendric @estonvega @corsair-extraordinaire @vindiraysa @embersign @duraxxor @toxicphox @wildname @divinists-daughter
I RP pretty much exclusively on discord. I'll do a scene or two on tumblr, but I live on discord. Like others have said, I'm in small group servers, but I'd be 100% willing to join one or help make one where we can write together with other people. I have three characters that are looking for contact right now!
Good.
As far as she could remember, Georgina had always been the good one. The good daughter, the good sister, the good girl, the good student, the good employee. Boundaries and laws that gave assurance as to where safety lay. She prided herself on being good. She thought herself a good wife. Caring, attentive, affectionate, supportive. Everything a good wife should be.
Should be.
There was such a heavy burden with those two words, one that she could feel the crushing weight upon her shoulders. Anarchy had barged into their neat and comfortable life and threw a wrench into every plan and timetable they had laid out. How could she be a good wife when her husband was being shanghaied back into the life he had worked tirelessly to leave behind? When such uncertainty as to if he would even be alive in the next week plagued her heart with every beat?
Georgina could feel her soul slinking back inwards to isolate herself against such dangers that awaited. Little could be said and done when she knew the consequences of resisting. Chaos was King here and there was no end to its rule in sight.
