#cheryl1967

[kisscflife]

Continued from here “I’m more than okay with people looking, especially if it’s a gorgeous babe like yourself.” Russell began to wipe away beads of sweat from his face and neck, silently hoping he didn’t appear too grungy. He planned on hitting the showers, but decided to talk to Cheryl instead . “A pleasure to meet you, Cheryl. The name’s Russell, but you can call me Russ if you’d like.” He responded, his British accent thick. @cheryl1967

[redmayniac-roleplayer]

Part 2 for @cheryl1967

[aviophobic]

@cheryl1967

“Really?  Oh, hey, got it on the first try.”  She blushed, giving a little unmilitary wave.  “I’m Cheryl.  Lt. Cheryl Kingsbury, and it’s my first day, and my department head says I need to schedule a physical or something.” 

“Or somethin’,” he mutters, bemused; the new ones are always either awkward, excessively cheerful, or fired up to the point of almost obnoxious vigor. Leonard hasn’t quite worked out which one the lieutenant might be, but he’s confident he’ll be seeing for himself fairly soon.

The doctor lifts his PADD, tapping and swiping until he finds the woman’s profile. Sure enough, there she is, photo and all. There are gaping holes in her file, but it’s his job to fill those, learning all he can about her medical history while she (hopefully) submits to an exam without much trouble. 

“I can do it now, if you’ve got the time. It’ll only take a minute.” 

[man-of-infinite-muses]

"Are you Henry?"

“I am...” the man said with a smile. “You must be Cheryl? I heard you were coming...” He shifted in his seat. “...or perhaps I will soon. From your profile, you like to be tied up and pounded senseless while helpless. That still true? Cause I understand now why we were perfectly matched.” 

[thcdarlingboy]

@cheryl1967​​ said: ‘ "So, what exactly do you do for a living?" ’  —  Mac & Cheryl  —  

It was always the toughest question to answer. Even years later, when he’d had to lie about what his true job was with The Phoenix Foundation, Mac still struggled. Sometimes he wanted to scream “I’m a spy!" But he couldn’t. It all had to stay under wraps. Still, he managed to toss the blonde a smile when he answered.

“I work for a Think Tank.” That was their cover, after all. “How about you, Cheryl? What do you do?”

[toooldforgermany]

so i was informed of this beautiful person -- @cheryl1967 -- who i never knew before and just found. warning to some people, she is 50+ which may seem off, but from what i have heard, she’s never stepped out of boundaries and from what i can see, she gives every rper a chance. from complete newbies to people who have been rping for years! i love her. she’s also completely accepting of anyone who is lgbtq+ plus minorities.

sorry if this sets you off!! i just found your blog thanks to a friend and i??? can’t stop thinking how cute it is!

[iamthexweapon]

Happy New Year

{ @cheryl1967​ || continued from here }

“Sounds great.” He tried to conceal his smile, glancing away from her as he rubbed his fingers over his chin, “I was thinking tonight if you’re free and able to.” It sounded like he wasn’t able to wait any longer. Maybe he really was interested in her this time.

[prinsipessa-archive]

"Your Highness, I need your help."

@cheryl1967

Taken from her ‘deskly’ occupation with the woman’s demeanor settled past the threshold, request laid bare. Many thoughts, most pondering on the possibilities. The driving motive. “Help?” What was it had she been taught? When in need of assistance, call for a man. Such a lesson did not apply in this instance. Mayhaps.