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  1. Emma De Angelo | Aphrodite | Drew Barrymore

    #allofmypride { height: 520px; width: 420px; background: white; outline: 1px solid #e59277; position: relative; margin: 20px auto 3px; box-shadow: 1px 2px 3px #e59277; overflow: hidden; } .aomp-image { width: 170px; height: 400px; position: absolute; background-size: cover; top: 85px; left: 0px; filter: grayscale(0.7); } .aomp-text { font-family: libre franklin; color: #000; position: absolute; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; padding-right: 5px; width: 195px; height: 400px; font-size: 11px; right: 25px; top: 85px; } .aomp-text::-webkit-scrollbar { width: 1px; } .aomp-text::-webkit-scrollbar-track { background: none!important; border: none !important; } .aomp-text::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb { background: #000 !important; border: none !important; } .aomp-text b { background: #e2cccf; font-weight: 400;} .aomp-title { font-family: raleway; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; font-size: 9px; position: absolute; color: #e59277; letter-spacing: 2px; width: 380px; top: 38px; left: 20px; }   Monroe & Hepburn Hi, hi, Mariah! First and foremost I am so excited to finally be writing with you. Also, thank you for answering any questions I have about writing on this platform! I truly appreciate it. Your writing is immaculate and I love the backstory you've come up with for Emma. It's so well written but it simultaneously broke my heart. Marley and her have a ton in common and I know we've plotted some stuff with the Her, Jess, and Marley (which I'm incredibly stoked for). The misfortune these two share is something that I can see binding them together (especially the tragedies with their childhood hardships). Another trait I appreciate between the two of them is how they treat their close friends. I cannot wait for the sister vibes between these two! If you ever need anything, I'm a message away! <3 LINK TO SHIPPER MONTY
  2. Jessica Taylor | Hera | Nicole Kidman

    #allofmypride { height: 520px; width: 420px; background: white; outline: 1px solid #e59277; position: relative; margin: 20px auto 3px; box-shadow: 1px 2px 3px #e59277; overflow: hidden; } .aomp-image { width: 170px; height: 400px; position: absolute; background-size: cover; top: 85px; left: 0px; filter: grayscale(0.7); } .aomp-text { font-family: libre franklin; color: #000; position: absolute; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; padding-right: 5px; width: 195px; height: 400px; font-size: 11px; right: 25px; top: 85px; } .aomp-text::-webkit-scrollbar { width: 1px; } .aomp-text::-webkit-scrollbar-track { background: none!important; border: none !important; } .aomp-text::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb { background: #000 !important; border: none !important; } .aomp-text b { background: #e2cccf; font-weight: 400;} .aomp-title { font-family: raleway; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; font-size: 9px; position: absolute; color: #e59277; letter-spacing: 2px; width: 380px; top: 38px; left: 20px; }   Thelma & Louise Hello there, Trin! So, I know you made it official by replying to my Marley post but I figured I'd come do the same :p First of all, thank you for inviting me to get involved in this RP. I'm not incredibly familiar with this platform and I appreciate you helping me so much. Thank you for opening me up to this side of writing! I love your writing style, I love your creativity, I love your mind, and I can't wait to keep writing awesome things with you! Also, I stole the "Thelma and Louise" thing 'cause you hit the nail on the head with that one. What I love the most about Marley and Jess is how different they are. Who they are on the surface sets them apart in unique ways, but under the surface they have so much in common. I'm excited for them to get into each other's pasts and really show each other how two women from different walks of life can not just become best friends, but sisters. They're going to be two parts of the golden trio that I cannot be anymore excited about. To end it on the same note, if you need anything just message me <3 LINK TO SHIPPER MONTY
  3. .ama::-webkit-scrollbar { width: 5px; } .ama::-webkit-scrollbar-track { background-color: #fff; } .ama::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb { background-color: #e59277; } .ama { background-color: #fff; border: #eee solid 1px; padding: 10px; height: 250px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; line-height: 100%; font-size: 10px; color: #000; } .amatitle { padding: 20px; background-color: #e59277; font-family: calibri; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; font-size: 8px; letter-spacing: 3px; color: #fff; } .amafields1 { padding: 10px; background-color: #e59277; font-family: calibri; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; font-size: 8px; letter-spacing: 1px; color: #fff; } .amafields2 { padding: 10px; background-color: #e59277; font-family: calibri; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; font-size: 8px; letter-spacing: 1px; color: #fff; margin-top: 1px; }   Marley Elizabeth Braxton   face claim: Winona Ryder canon name: Hestia, Goddess of the Hearth associations: fire, purity, domesticity, architecture, family, olympus alias: mar, m age / apparent age: 24 zodiac: virgo date of birth: august 27th, 1972 place of birth: spokane, washington pronouns: she/her sexuality: heterosexual moral alignment: chaotic good character traits: free spirit, kind, wise, strong, humble, and thoughtful world views: Marley has been a force of independence since she could remember. Growing up in a traditional household was out of her hands, but she wouldn't let that be her future. She tends to be very open minded and backs away from authority. She challenges the 'norm' quite often. physical attributes: Mar is an edgy type of gorgeous. Her chocolate eyes can bring anyone warmth or to a staggering halt. Her dark hair changes from nearly black to mahogany quite often and you'll never see it go past her shoulders. Her pink, bow shaped lips maintain just a hint of a smile that conceals pearly whites. Her pixie like face gives her a soft demeanor, as well as her small stature. musical taste: nirvana, pearl jam, alice in chains, goo goo dolls, queen, and afi aesthetic: she gravitates toward band tshirts. Marley tends to grab baggier ones but doesn't mind homemade crop tops. Her jeans tend to hug her legs in just the right way and might look tattered. Jean jackets covered in patches adorn her closet as well as leather jackets, and boots. Her styles reflects her carefree attitude. When it comes to formal events, she favors fabric that hugs her slim figure and neutral colors. lifestyle: Marley lives a simple, calm, and mellow lifestyle. She works mornings as a barista and evenings as a waitress at an upscale restaurant. She loves meeting people from all walks of life but surrounds herself with those she finds comfort in. Mar tends to be a homebody but when she goes out, it's more than likely a small concert venue or whatever adventurous escapade she can get herself into...within reason, of course. occupation: Barista/Waitress class: Middle class. genealogy: Monica Braxton (Mother), Joseph Braxton (Father), and Kaelyn Braxton (Sister) BIOGRAPHY: Marley Braxton grew up with an aspiration to be herself and nobody else. While her sister, Kaelyn, played with dolls and danced around in frills and pinks, Marley wandered around the forest around their home. She found herself picking wild flowers, sprawled out under canopies of trees, and splashing in cool ponds that kept her comfortable in the warm, Washington summers. She swore fairies lived in the hollow tree bases and trolls waited for the perfect day to jump at her from their tiny caverns. Washington belonged to its people, the forests belonged to Marley and her imagination. Never ones to take happiness away from their children, Monica and Joseph let their personalities shine through. They encouraged Kaelyn to ride horses and dabble in small amounts of makeup. They were content with Marley drawing outlandish creatures and listening to her pleas about wishing she was a dazzling star in the sky. Marley wanted to be something special while other people could benefit from her, she would always explain. After all, stars dazzle but other people seek the help from them. In the same respect, Monica and Joseph were traditional. There were many holidays that Marley was wrangled into dresses and forced to take photos. Even though Kaelyn had a different personality, she always seemed to be in the same boat as Marley. Their different interests didn't polarize them. Rather, it made them curious. Marley never once judged Kaelyn for making her dolls sing off tune or wanting to wear bright pink lipstick. She thought it was beautiful that her sister found joy in these things. Kaelyn liked hearing about Marley's fairies that she befriended. Sometimes they would even bring the two worlds together. The family grew up well off. They attended country club events and laughed at family events. As they grew older, Kaelyn was the presence that caught every eye in a room. Marley adored her for it. She could talk to anyone about anything and Marley could keep to herself and make small talk with people here and there. Every fiber of her being loved her family, but at a young age she knew she wanted more. At a very young age, she also learned hardships makes you stronger. It wasn't long after the sisters turned into teenagers that their parents divorced. Alcohol, drugs, and infidelity played a part in all of this. It tore their family apart bit by bit. It wasn't uncommon for Kaelyn and Marley to be on the end of their parent's outbursts. Even though Marley was the younger sister, she stood ground for herself and Kaelyn. This included being beaten physically, mentally, and emotionally until she was 18 years old. Her passive nature would be put on a shelf when it came to dealing with cocaine screams and drunken thoughts. The second they could leave Washington, they did. Kaelyn went off with her high school sweetheart to Seattle and Marley's heart lead her to Olympia. She heard about the dreamers and the believers who lived their lives. She wanted the chance to choose her own chaos to get into. Marley wanted to live a life that made her the days of hunting down fairies. Being a barista came naturally for Marley. She loved being around the environment of local coffee shops and dealing with regulars. She loved seeing the smiles that lit up customer's faces in the mornings. This is where she got her fix of people that were as relaxed as she was. Marley could have off the wall conversations that made her think. Her evenings were filled with a different kind of crowd, but she loved them too. The lifestyles of the rich and the famous captivated her. The women with their wrists dripping in diamonds made her think of queens. The men with their suits tailored just right made her think of royalty. Unknowingly, the waitress offered her own charm that gave these folks the opportunity to open themselves up to her. Conversations were always easy and, well, tips were always abundant. These people tended to give her the most interesting adventures. Her connections gave her access to the elite. On more than one occasion she found herself the receiver of a glass of champagne while a pianist played in the background. Marely, while true to herself, let her passions of life spark every breath she took. Olympia, California became her new home. The people she met every day ignited and fed her curiosity. The lights and environment made her feel electric constantly but what she yearned for the most was that feeling of a family again. She had the foundation of the city...all she needed was the people to make it feel hole.   PLATONIC: Marley likes to surround herself from people of all walks of life. It comes down to intellectuals and maturity being the most long lasting for her. She likes people that bring spontaneous into her life. She reached for the unique. ANTAGONISTIC: Marley considers herself intuitive. She can figure out if she'll click with someone within minutes of a conversation. If someone presents themselves as narcissistic, selfish, and close minded, she won't give them the time of day. Vengeful and recklessly violent individuals take her back to her past and she will avoid them at all costs. ROMANTIC: She want somebody who can keep her on her toes and opens her eyes to a new side of life for her to appreciate. Just as she values that in friendships, it seeps into her ideal guy. Marley firmly believes that the best romances stem from friendships, so those paths tend to cross. While she can be an open individual, she wants someone who can make her feel vulnerable in every aspect. She gravitates toward those that are confident and make her question the typical. OTHER: I am fully open to any sort of connections or plots that anybody would want to do with Marley! I love getting creative and seeing what we can come up with. Don't be shy with any ideas you might have! none, 22, EST, discord:wannabe karen page#4083  
  4. APRIL MENDEZ He was hard not to stare at. Especially right now with the way the remnants of moonlight hit the side of his face from the window near the front door. Did he blush? That made the corner of her mouth turn up before he went on with his friendly advice. AJ's hands come to rest on her hips, the comfy cotton material making her feel like its a safety blanket. Should she really be this upset over somebody she's known for less than 24 hours? The trouble warning makes her smirk and she does nothing but smile at him, her features soft. "Y'know, I've been trying to steer clear of trouble for years but that asshole just sneaks up on me all the time." She says, her tone light-hearted. That sounds like any other town she stepped foot in after leaving home. "But really..I'll keep an eye out. You've just gotta promise me you'll do the same." Chaos wasn't the right word to describe things most of the time...unless, of course, she brought them on that was intriguing to her. She glances around at the walls and shrugs. "One wrong gust of wind and this thing might turn into a box of tooth picks but she'll be a fun fixer up." AJ takes the card from him, balances it between her index finger and middle finger for a moment, before placing it down on the table where she keeps her car keys. She finally looks back at him and lets out a breath. "You know where I'll be. Make sure you advertise in the woods and the next time, dinner is on me." She says before she steps forward and kisses him one last time. It's short, but it's just one more spark of that electric feeling. " I'll see ya, Phil." She says softly. April isn't hard on goodbyes. She'd slammed the door in many faces with no regret. She didn't lose sleep over that sort of thing, but when she went to say goodbye to him those words wouldn't come out. 'See ya' in her eyes, left room for another meeting. Even if it was a snowball's chance in heel. AJ crossed her arms and took her turn leaning against the wall. Out of the corner of her eye she saw the shadows of trees but something was in them. Almost like shadows hiding within shadows. It was like they ran forward to catch a glimpse of life before vanishing into the trees. They were the voices. They were the chaos...and maybe chaos was just going to have to be something she became comfortable with.
  5. APRIL MENDEZ "What charm?" She asks, her tone oozing sarcasm. He's well aware he has a charm. April watches him glance around her room and walks over to her vanity in the mean time. It's nothing special. Just some old thing she picked up in a second hand shop. The wood was once painted a pristine white and after years of wear and tear it's showing age. She makes a mental note to make this another DIY project. Her thumb runs over cracks and crevices while she hears more noises. The breeze through the trees, yes, but soft whispers are behind them now. Many of them. They aren't loud. They aren't yelling in her head but they're present and they want to make that known. AJ catches the tip of her tongue between her teeth before Phil's voice breaks through the whispers. It brings her back to what's in front of her. She stands back up and gives him a smile, admittedly a little bummed that he's on the road again after he walks out the door. "I'm glad you had fun." She says while take a seat next to him on the bed. "I'd be lying if I said that I was excited to see you leave but..y'know.." She says, her gaze looking at her bedroom door before she looks back down at Phil. "I hope the same old shit at least ends up being..better." She says before she reaches her hand out and rests her palm on his cheek. "And thank you for undoubtedly showing me the place I'll cause plenty of trouble in." She jokes, a spurt of laughter escaping her before she leans over to kiss his forehead. AJ clears her throat and stands up, offering her hand out to him. "C'mon, rockstar, I'll walk ya to the front door."
  6. APRIL MENDEZ April feels a shift in the air, a gust of wind outside shakes the trees on the opposite side of her window. It unsettles her just for a moment. She knows there's something lingering, but she's not letting it take her attention right now. It can have her any other night but not tonight. Not now. She hears what Punk has to say but what really bring her back is his thumb running over her hand. She laughs and glances down at their hands, instinct making her bring his up to kiss the back of it. "Don't be embarrassed." She says softly, her eye shifting to meet his gaze while she shrugs. "I'm not the type to jump into that on the first night but y'know..." She shrugged again as if to say 'what can you do?' without actually saying it. The last couple words that left his mouth make her laugh before she sits up. "Oh, honey, I'm just the worst person you could run into." AJ jokes, a genuine smile showing through the darkness. Everything about tonight didn't feel real, but reality was impending. Even if she wanted to stop this moment in time, she couldn't. She was a witch but even certain things were out of a witches hands. AJ runs a hand through her hair and throws the covers to the side, her hands grabbing a over-sized tshirt that she typically wore to bed. She tugs that on over herself before turning her bed side lamp on and finally looking back over at Phil again. "Seems to me that you're the bad influence between us." She jokes with a smirk.
  7. APRIL MENDEZ Part of her was expecting him to just leave after that. Make that a whimsical goodbye kiss and the two would part ways. When Phil kept her close to him she didn't know what to say, but she didn't have to worry about talking. She's just as caught up in the kiss as he is. When he lifts her, her arms drape around his neck while her legs dangle on either side of him. It's bliss. Pure bliss. When he breaks back her face is flushed and her breath is short, but what he says makes her feel some type of way. She can't put words to it at all, but she's feeling the same. All night she's been drawn to him. Even when she wasn't sure at the diner, he had her. April let's one hand come up and it runs through his short hair, her eyes remaining locked on his. "I don't get it either but I feel the same way." She breathes out. "I'm yours. You can have me." AJ gets out before her hands tug on the front of his shirt, pulling Phil flush against her while her lips lock with his again. The softness is skipped and it's right back to that need, her mouth exploring his while she gets as close to him as she can right now. Her head is fuzzy and her heart is pounding, but she knows she wants him. Faintly, she can taste the alcohol on his lips but kissing Punk is better than any spirit she's put to her lips.
  8. APRIL MENDEZ AJ's eyes are locked on his from the second she hands him the crystal. It feels like it's out of habit, but her thumbs runs over the back of his hand while he stands up, head tilting back so she can maintain their gaze. A smirk tugs at her lips at the miracle worker comment. "It's funny you say that, miracle worker is actually my real middle name." She wasn't sure herself how she could change his mind on a town that she had barely any recollection of herself, but she'd take it. If it put him in a good mood, she'd take a little bit of credit for that. The space between them is only getting tinier and she knows what she's about to do is a little uncharacteristic. April's free hand comes up to cup Phil's cheek, her doe eyes still staring into his before she presses her soft lips against his. It's only a couple of seconds but it feels like a lifetime to her, that electric feeling from earlier running through her whole body. She pulls back, her lips just inches from his again. She didn't want to but she doesn't know how he would react. "And I hope you find what you're looking for." She mutters, just loud enough for Phil to hear.
  9. APRIL MENDEZ His comment about losing picks makes her laugh pretty hard. April had a pretty lighthearted demeanor, but whatever the case that comment made her laugh. Probably because she felt at ease right now. Regardless, the sigh that leaves Phil making her look up and she meets his stare. The look he has in his eye makes her look a little confused, but she graciously takes the guitar pick from him. "The smoking hot, nerdy, Pepsi loving musician." April teases, her fingertips grazing Punk's while she takes it from him. She pushes the feeling that leaves her with to the back of her mind and shoots him a smile, her thumb running over the pick. She lets that energy wall down just a little bit and feels that it's heavy. It's been through a lot of sessions like where he's put his heart into it. AJ bites her lip for a moment before getting up and walking to her crystals and rocks. In the back of her mantel there's a tiny one. It's rigid, and it has an ombre effect to it. It starts at the bottom and it's more gray, but by the time it gets to the point it's clear. She turns back to Phil and walks over to stand in front of him, the rock in her palm while AJ offers it out to him. "This is Smoky Quartz." April says, her tone soft. "It's a healing stone. Mentally, emotionally, and's one of the most basic stones out there but it's the best. It grounds ya..helps ya when you're feeling a little out of it." She holds it out for him more. "I'll trade ya. One guitar pick to remember you by, and a pointy stone with good intention to remember the cute rock collector by."
  10. APRIL MENDEZ April pours herself a glass of water before she walks toward the living room. She sees Larry snoozing on Phil's lap and she's in shock for a minute. Larry doesn't typically get this close to anyone that isn't AJ, even when she was around her family all the time he would let them pet him and run off. Even someone as loving as her mother was couldn't get him to cuddle in her lap. She smiles at the dog who doesn't seem to find a threat in sight and nods her head. "That's not even half the collection." AJ says before she nods toward the one she knows Punk touched. "That pink and white swirly stone is called Pink Agate. It's cleansing stone that helps bring you good luck." She says, her black painted fingernail pointing toward the one next to it. It's in the shape of a pyramid. "That one right there is called Obsidian. When you put it in a room it sucks up all of the negative energy among other things." She says, knowing that she could go on about crystals and stones, but she doesn't want to bore him. "As for which one is the most, I'll have to kill ya before I tell ya that." She jokes before she takes a seat on the opposite end of the couch and nods at him. "Do you collect guitar picks?" She asks, already feeling better since she's around the things that boost her energy.
  11. APRIL MENDEZ Full Sail gives her the vibe that is has a lot to offer, but truthfully after she saw the witches near the lake, the thought of going back to a familiar area was comforting. Not to mention, Larry wasn't sitting outside the restaurant when they stepped out and that gave her an instant wave of relief. Her paranoia is gone again, and the silence between them doesn't freak her out. In fact, it's comfortable. "Y'know..that's not such a bad idea. Make a left when you get up to the next stop sign." It was about a twenty minute walk for her to get into a neighborhood that felt populated, maybe an extra ten for her to get into the town itself. Regardless, she liked her literal neck of the woods. While they sink away from the less populated area, the trees nearly swallow the road. The forest is dense, but she finds comfort in it. Except right now. While they drive, she swears she sees movement between the shadows, her doe eyes blinking rapidly to get rid of it. She can't get in her head right now. She won't. April points ahead at her home. It's cute, nothing spectacular. "Welcome to my neck of the woods.." She says while hopping out of Phil's car and walking toward the rickety steps that lead to her porch, her arms extended while she does a dramatic turn around. There it is, the more playful attitude that had been tucked away. The home isn't a complete lump of trash, but it looks like it needs love. There's some overgrown weeds around the foundation, but for the most part she's already cleaned it up. AJ opens the front door, Larry not even giving her a second glance while he sleeps near the end of the couch that you can see from the doorway. "That's Larry, he's my pride and joy." She says, knowing that if he cared enough he'd be staring them both down. It's serene in there, the lightning warm and most of her trinkets already out. "You're not allowed to judge me for how much work this place still needs, and how many empty boxes are still scattered around, kapeesh?" She jokes before letting Phil in and walking over to her kitchen. "Do you want a drink? I have beer, water, Coke..unless you want, like, hot tea or coffee."