𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐧.

ᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ɪɴ ᴘᴀɪɴ ʟɪᴋᴇ ɪ ᴀᴍ? low activity + very selective fandomless original character .

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#𝐓𝐇𝐄𝟏𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐂𝐎𝐍   —   connor  lucian  opilio:  a  fandomless  original  character  set within  original  lore.  vocalist  of  deathcore  band  'doomswitch'  &  bassist  for  metalcore  'ethereal  end'.  created  &  loved  by  charlie.  thirty  plus.  she/her.  pst.  minors  &  personals  do  not  interact.  (  21+  only  ) 

exploring:  the  golden  retriever  with  a  past,  rage  as  a  tool  of  survival,  chosen  family,  rejecting  toxic  masculinity,  not  taking  life  seriously  enough,  breaking  generational  trauma

001.  carrd   002.  headcanons   003.  prompts   004.  wishlist ( under co. )

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connor pulls up to your house asking to take you for a ride. are you saying yes or yes?

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@lucentsin  𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓    𝐀𝐍    𝐎𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆.   |   ɪ  ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ  ʀᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀ.

so  cold  is  the  ground  they  sit  upon,  the  tombstone  in  front  of  them  withered  through  age.  it  never  gets  old,  watching  roxi  seemingly  float  through  the  grounds  of  the  cemetery,  as  if  compelled  by  something  otherworldly.  as  if  that  isn't  exactly  what's  happening  time  after  time.  she  says  souls  can  be  lonely,  that  sometimes  those  who  show  anger  are  simply  yearning  for  connection.  it's  why  they  sit  upon  a  blanket,  side  by  side  with  her  head  resting  on  his  shoulder. 

silence  has  fallen  between  them,  but  only  after  roxi  has  spoken  a  few  words  to  engage  in  a  seemingly  one-sided  conversation.  the  sound  of  nature  around  them,  wind  sweeping  between  them,  rustling  the  branches  of  trees,  it  lulls  connor  into  a  sense  of  tranquility. 

❝   i  wish  i  had  met  you  a  long  time  ago.  ❞

the  velvet  of  her  voice  pulls  him  from  his  thoughts,  taking  a  moment  to  register  her  words  before  pulling  away  just  enough  to  try  and  catch  her  gaze.  though  the  air  around  them  remains  perpetually  chilled,  connor  can't  help  the  warmth  that  blooms  in  his  belly.  lips  press  to  her  temple,  letting  it  linger  for  a  moment  before  he  speaks  against  her  head,  ❝ mmm,  i  think  we  met  each  other  at  the  right  time,  baby…  ❞  he  murmurs,  giving  her  a  squeeze,  ❝ you  might  be  rubbin'  off  on  me  but  i  kinda  think  it's  fate.  ❞

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[ 𝖊𝖓𝖉𝖑𝖊𝖘𝖘 𝖊𝖉𝖎𝖙𝖘 𝖔𝖋 𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖓𝖔𝖗 𝖔𝖕𝖎𝖑𝖎𝖔. ]

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@vulpesse  𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓    𝐀𝐍    𝐎𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆.   |   ᴀʟᴡᴀʏꜱ  ᴀᴄᴄᴇᴘᴛɪɴɢ. are  you  telling  me  that  connor  is  an  orange,  not  a  lemon?  🥺  🍋

dshlkjah  connor  is  an  orange  for  everyone  else  but  will  forever  be  ahri's  lemon,  okay!!!  they're  just  two  lemons  in  a  lemon  tree,  making  lemonade  together  💛

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do you love he? do YOU CARE HE???

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@lovespower  𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓    𝐀𝐍    𝐎𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆.   |   ᴀʟᴡᴀʏꜱ  ᴀᴄᴄᴇᴘᴛɪɴɢ. she's  just  walking  in  and  stuffing  herself  into  connor's  hoodie  that  he's  wearing,  because  she's  cold  &  wants  cuddles  from  her  husband  🥹💕

a  fit  of  laughter  leaves  him  as  malee  wiggles  her  way  into  his  lap  and  under  the  fabric  of  his  hoodie.  controller  still  in  hand,  he's  sure  rowan  finds  himself  a  little  confused  at  the  sudden  bout  of  laughter  coming  from  his  friend's  headset.  still,  connor  welcomes  his  wife  with  open  arms,  helping  her  under  the  hoodie  as  she  sits  against  him,  chest  to  chest  in  his  gaming  chair,  ❝  babe,  oh  my  god  —  ❞  he's  cut  off  by  sounds  of  his  wife's  disgruntled  motions,  managing  to  poke  her  head  through  the  collar  and  nuzzle  her  face  into  the  crook  of  his  neck. 

❝  comfy?  ❞  he  asks  genuinely,  pressing  a  kiss  to  her  temple  before  resting  his  chin  on  top  of  her  head.  hand  takes  hold  of  his  controller  properly,  leaning  back  in  the  chair  once  again  before  explaining  to  rowan  how  his  personal  space  is  no  longer  his  own.

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@mickie86 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓    𝐀𝐍    𝐎𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆.   |   ɪ  ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ  ʀᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀ.

mickie  wipes  blood  from  connor's  face  with  a  washcloth  ♥

the  pit  has  always  been  his  sanctuary,  a  space  between  the  here  and  now,  the  past  and  present.  it  ebbs  and  flows  like  the  crashing  of  waves,  taking  connor  whenever  it  so  chooses,  bashing  against  bodies  of  strangers  made  friends  in  an  instant.  often  does  he  find  himself  turning  his  mind  to  white  noise,  lost  within  the  music  and  physical  aspect  of  showing  its  appreciation.  even  though  his  home  has  become  the  stage,  the  pit  always  feels  as  though  he's  turned  down  a  familiar,  childhood  street,  driving  past  the  house  he  grew  up  in.

but  then  he's  interrupted,  a  rogue  fist  making  contact  with  his  nose  and  abruptly  drawing  him  from  the  euphoria  he's  found  himself.  eyes  shoot  open,  wide  and  confused  as  his  jaw  hangs  loose,  groaning  in  response  as  he  lifts  a  hand  to  his  face.  rage  swiftly  boils  in  his  belly,  whipping  his  head  around  with  the  intent  to  return  the  favour  when  a  familiar  touch  draws  him  back  to  reality.  the  way  his  jaw  clenches,  how  his  pupils  blow  wide,  it  rattles  the  person  in  front  of  him,  slinging  apology  after  apology  and  asking  if  he's  alright  —  that  what  was  done  isn't  out  of  malice,  but  an  accident. 

connor  releases  a  deep  breath,  offering  a  gesture  of  acknowledgment  before  he  turns  towards  mickie,  peering  down  at  her  hand  wrapped  around  his  wrist.  a  tether  to  calming  his  emotions.  his  eyes  find  hers,  lifting  his  hand  to  his  nose,  only  to  find  blood  on  his  fingertips  once  he's  pulled  it  away. 

it  doesn't  take  the  two  of  them  long  to  find  themselves  in  the  bathroom,  mickie's  hands  pressing  a  washcloth  against  his  nose  as  he  grunts  in  discomfort,  ❝   god  — fuck,  he  got  me  good,  ❞ he  growls,  drawing  in  a  deep  breath  before  releasing  it  slowly,  ❝   is  it  broken?  ❞

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❝  𝚃𝙷𝙴  𝙵𝙰𝙲𝙴  𝙱𝙴𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙳  𝚃𝙷𝙴  𝚂𝙸𝙻𝙻𝙾𝚄𝙴𝚃𝚃𝙴,  𝙸𝙽  𝚃𝙷𝙸𝚂  𝚆𝙾𝚁𝙻𝙳  𝙸  𝙼𝙰𝙳𝙴  𝚃𝙾  𝙱𝙴  𝙸𝙽𝙵𝙸𝙽𝙸𝚃𝙴  …

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†  ｅｎｄｌｅｓｓ ｅｄｉｔｓ ｏｆ ｃｏｎｎｏｒ ｏｐｉｌｉｏ ​🇲​​🇺​​🇹​​🇺​​🇦​​🇱​​🇸​ ​🇲​​🇦​​🇾​ ​🇷​​🇪​​🇧​​🇱​​🇴​​🇬​.  

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just popping in here because it's imperative for everyone to know that i have purchased tickets to see lorna shore in october. wanted to give you all a warning several months in advance that i will be insufferable after the fact (:

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hi yes i just came across a tiktok where will says "the long con" and i am unwell. WHEN UR MUSE'S FC SAYS YOUR URL AND ART IMMITATES LIFE. I FEEL LIKE A GODDDDD

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hi hi idk where my muse went so i'm gunna be MIA & on semi-hiatus until june, i think. things have been crazy in my personal life and i have lil baby spoons that gets filled v easily kskdhdkdkd i'll be on discord for those who already have it and wanna chat but full paragraphs my brain says naurrrrr fam.

[calirph]

𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐎𝐍 𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓: 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄, 𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒, 𝐃𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘 𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐊 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐍.

All these sentences were found on pinterests about romance, longing, pinning, sweet whispering, dirty talk and intimacy. Those that are intimate and smutty are label as such so please beware. Change names, pronouns, locations as you see fit.

For former lovers, separation and the longing:

I wish we never met, you are too hard to forget.

You don’t even know how beautiful you are.

You broke my heart. You killed me.

I just miss you all the time.

There is only one heart in this body. Have mercy on me.

For you it’s all just a game, isn’t it?

We all have our seasons, my issue is that all remind me of you.

I’m jealous of everyone who can see you everyday.

We will meet again in our dreams.

Perhaps in another life. . .we would’ve worked.

I don’t care how complicated this gets.

I wish you loved me like I love you.

Am I not good enough for you?

I wish it was easier to hate you.

Just because I let you go doesn't mean I wanted to.

Please stop making me think you are in love with me.

What is this? Whatever we have, it’s not longer simple.

You knew I loved you and you broke my heart anyways.

You left. I woke up one day and you were gone. Not even a goodbye.

I love you and it’s killing me.

Come back alive and I’ll say it. Come back to me and I’ll say anything you want.

I’ll wait for you, but don’t take forever.

I wish I had met you a long time ago.

You are putting words in my mouth.

I might be heartless but you are naive.

You’re right I don’t want to feel anything.

You are scared of the way I make you feel.

I have loved you since we were children.

Stop denying what happened between us. 

You keep saying it was just an affair. But it wasn’t. 

Who hurt you?

I’ll always find you.

Wherever you are, if you need me, I will find you. If you need me.

You don't need to say a word. I never expected you to feel the same.

You are still searching for me in every woman.

Intimacy between lovers, nsft:

You can control what I eat, what I wear, who I talk to.

Good girl, you are taking it so well.

You are making me proud.

This is just for you.

You're taking it so good.

Eyes on me while I fuck you, baby.

You like that, uh?

Lift your hips for me, love.

Mine. Only fucking mine.

If you can still walk, then we are not finished.

You say we are friends, but friends don’t know the way you taste.

Dirty and loyal, that’s my girl.

You deserve to be fucked until you can’t stand up.

Shh, just a bit more. That’s it.

There you go, that’s a good girl.

We have to be careful, we can’t fall in love.

I’m going to eat you up.

I’ll do things you never forget.

We are lovers, we can’t stop loving.

You little aristocrat, I want to fuck you. Teach you things, humiliate you.

I never stopped wanted you. I want you now so bad.

Maybe I should get on my knees and worship you.

Lift up your dress.

You don’t need pleasure, you need shivers.

I want you in my mouth.

Tie me up, tell me I’m yours, take control.

You got to be quiet or someone will hear you.

Does it get you wet? That someone might walk in?

Bend over, hands on the bed.

Brace yourself on the wall. 

Are you going to come for me? 

Come inside me, please. 

You like a gentleman who knows how not to be gentle.

I can’t hate you. Not like this. Not now. 

The taste of you is so addictive. 

Do you want me to turn over? Take me from behind? 

Oh, I thought you were mad at me.

Wet my fingers for me, sweetheart.

Use that mouth of yours. 

Move with me, grind on it.

Did he ever touched you like this?

Don’t let a single drop go to waste.

Strip for me.

Do you let all your enemies fuck you like this?

Open up for me.

Don’t come until I give you permission.

Have I not been a good girl?

I learn fast. Does that feel good?

You deserve the best, because you are my good girl.

I'm going to ruin you.

[the1ongcon]

orange is connor's colour because it's bright, warm and lovely but abrasive and has undertones of red, thus symbolizing the rage that resides within him. in this essay i will —

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also it's a rather obnoxious colour which makes sense because some people find connor's lively personality obnoxious. it's also one of the lesser-loved/used colours which ALSO rings true because connor is often overlooked by people when it comes to love and i'm making MYSELF SAD BYE

[the1ongcon]

orange is connor's colour because it's bright, warm and lovely but abrasive and has undertones of red, thus symbolizing the rage that resides within him. in this essay i will —

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brain mush. writing no. like this for me to send memes. 😊