Her face had finally come up, her cheeks flushing an even deeper red, and Cinead caught the distinctive sent of her attraction below her natural fragrance and the smell of vanilla, could hear her heartbeat increase in Tempo, confirming his suspicions that she did indeed feel drawn to him. And once again he felt himself grow slightly confused, His understanding of human reactions opposing what he was experiencing now. Should he make an objection? Make it clear that he believed they could only be friends? He was a dragon for lands sake. Carefully and slowly moving back a few inches, but not breaking contact with their hands, Cin Felt as if he were in a heated argument within his head, His thoughts battling back-and-forth on the wisdom of pursuing a relationship with Anna. Was that even possible for him? Before he could lose the thread of the conversation, he made himself reply to her statement. "nevertheless, I feel that I must apologize for my lack of forthrightness and for acting aloof."
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I need to stop trying to get back into role-playing right before having a baby. I should know better by now. A lot better, but afraid to start new stories because I keep unintentionally ghosting.
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Finally recovered from postpartum depression and ready to get back to being creative! My apologies to anyone I ghosted in my time of trial. I didn't understand what I was doing.
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Yay! I’m finally a mother! And no, I’m not biased. I know my son is the cutest! 💙
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"To be blind is not miserable; not to be able to bear blindness, that is miserable." ~ John Milton
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All good things come to those that wait, pray, have patience, laugh, love, and are not afraid to dance.
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Well, you seem to have stumbled across my user profile. I'm assuming you're here for a reason? Perhaps looking for details on this user StarfrostedFox? ... You can just call me Autumn! C:
I have been role-playing off and on for the last 20 or so years, which is surprising to realize, and I find it a relaxing and enjoyable hobby. After an accident that left me blind a little over 15 years ago, I couldn't role-play for quite some time, which was rather devastating. About the time that Apple invented Siri, I was able to get enough money to be able to purchase my very first iPhone. And BAM! The world of role-playing was once again open to me. It has been a long process getting used to dictating stories and I inevitably don't always catch every single mistake, But I have learned a great deal of patience and realize the value of taking things slow and working through my text when something doesn't sound completely right. It was only a couple of years ago that I came across this website and the stories I have had here have taught me a lot about myself. I love to create. Role-playing is one of the only outlets I have for the images in my head. So though I may have a tendency to go through cycles of depression and being antisocial, I always seem to come back in the end.
I love stories involving fantasy, supernatural, adventure, mystery, even romance. There probably isn't a genre out there that I wouldn't give a try before I will say that I don't like it.
My favorite style of role-playing is, hands down, one on one. It helps me feel more involved in the story, gives me a chance to be able to talk with the other person involved in a much more casual way, And more often than not results in a long lasting friend and some of my favorite adventures.
I have a tendency to write on a casual to low Advanced level throughout my stories, the minimum coming out to an average of a couple of paragraphs. I just have so much in my head that I want to get out, I have a hard time writing anything less. Another consequence however is that I can't seem to find a lot of patients with story partners that give me a really short and undetailed response every time. It's discouraging to take the time to write out several detailed paragraphs only to get a sentence in reply. If you're here thinking of asking me to do a story, please keep that in mind.
I do not tolerate swearing, extreme Gore, or sexual content in my stories. Period. Nor do I role-play same gender romantic relationships. That is just not going to happen.
If you made it to the end of this and I haven't scared you off, I think you deserve some virtual cookies. Heck, go get yourself some real cookies. Or donuts. Or pie if that is your preference. It was just me rambling away about myself after all. If you aren't scared off and you were indeed here looking to get a story started, feel free to shoot me a private message. I'm always looking to make new friends and have new adventures.
I have been role-playing off and on for the last 20 or so years, which is surprising to realize, and I find it a relaxing and enjoyable hobby. After an accident that left me blind a little over 15 years ago, I couldn't role-play for quite some time, which was rather devastating. About the time that Apple invented Siri, I was able to get enough money to be able to purchase my very first iPhone. And BAM! The world of role-playing was once again open to me. It has been a long process getting used to dictating stories and I inevitably don't always catch every single mistake, But I have learned a great deal of patience and realize the value of taking things slow and working through my text when something doesn't sound completely right. It was only a couple of years ago that I came across this website and the stories I have had here have taught me a lot about myself. I love to create. Role-playing is one of the only outlets I have for the images in my head. So though I may have a tendency to go through cycles of depression and being antisocial, I always seem to come back in the end.
I love stories involving fantasy, supernatural, adventure, mystery, even romance. There probably isn't a genre out there that I wouldn't give a try before I will say that I don't like it.
My favorite style of role-playing is, hands down, one on one. It helps me feel more involved in the story, gives me a chance to be able to talk with the other person involved in a much more casual way, And more often than not results in a long lasting friend and some of my favorite adventures.
I have a tendency to write on a casual to low Advanced level throughout my stories, the minimum coming out to an average of a couple of paragraphs. I just have so much in my head that I want to get out, I have a hard time writing anything less. Another consequence however is that I can't seem to find a lot of patients with story partners that give me a really short and undetailed response every time. It's discouraging to take the time to write out several detailed paragraphs only to get a sentence in reply. If you're here thinking of asking me to do a story, please keep that in mind.
I do not tolerate swearing, extreme Gore, or sexual content in my stories. Period. Nor do I role-play same gender romantic relationships. That is just not going to happen.
If you made it to the end of this and I haven't scared you off, I think you deserve some virtual cookies. Heck, go get yourself some real cookies. Or donuts. Or pie if that is your preference. It was just me rambling away about myself after all. If you aren't scared off and you were indeed here looking to get a story started, feel free to shoot me a private message. I'm always looking to make new friends and have new adventures.
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I don't know yet, honestly.
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Brow furrowing briefly as the atmosphere between himself and Anna abruptly became awkward, her face expressing discomfort, Cinead immediately felt a sense of guilt. He hadn't meant to come off as abrasive or rude... As Anna finished writing a message on her phone and put her head down on the table, his guilty unease increased. Wanting to put things right, hoping to bring back the easy happiness and intriguing conversation between them, Cin reached out, collecting one of Anna's hands in his own and giving it a gentle squeeze. "Anna... I'm sorry." He murmured softly, leaning down so that his face was closer to her. "... I'm not used to sharing my negative emotions with others. I've never been close enough to anyone to feel comfortable doing so." He admitted, closing his eyes briefly as he breathed in her scent. "I can have a bit of a temper at times as well, So focusing on derogatory remarks and jokes of people talking about us would just get me in trouble. I am very intolerant of people speaking negatively of others, especially a good Woman such as yourself." His eyes opened, a hint of gold swimming in the irises for a moment before he offered a small smile. "I do hope that you can forgive my rudeness." He then said softly, giving the hand he still held another squeeze.
Good question. From my perspective, Cinead Will most likely be claiming Anna as his mate as soon as mutual attraction is established. Once he realizes that there emotions are in-tune with one another, he will want her to be his. He doesn't really understand the concept of dating and getting to know one another better. Yes, he will still love her, but that feeling will grow more over time. Dragons are definitely more instinctual. Ha ha!
I will be getting to a reply tomorrow. Today has been really weird. Lots of extra dizziness and strange sleeping schedules.
I will be getting to a reply tomorrow. Today has been really weird. Lots of extra dizziness and strange sleeping schedules.
Ha ha! Agreed!
Apparently, he hadn't covered up his reaction quite as well as he thought he had. Cinead Felt a little sheepish as Anna questioned him, But gave his head a small nod. "fine. Nothing to be overly concerned about in any case." He reassured, doubling his effort to ignore the people around him. He was distracted as he felt a brush of contact against his hand, unexpected tingles of something he could only describe as electricity transferring through the touch, and his eyes quickly focused on Anna's hand that had apparently touched his as she adjusted her things on the table. His heartbeat had picked up, a light coloring of blush once again touched her face, and Cin had the sudden realization that the blood rushing to her cheeks might have nothing to do with embarrassment. The idea made him blink twice quickly and he almost missed her next question, somewhat at a loss for words. "no... No, I'll be fine." He said Saufley, contemplative as he looked at her, Studying her features.
... Was this woman... attracted to him? He couldn't be positive, But the idea made his head spin a little. How could she be attracted to him, a dragon. Most people, most humans, avoided him like a plague, some attribute of magical fear he assumed that was connected to his species. Did she really see him as someone who could be a potential mate? And if that was the case, how did he feel about her? Cinead almost put his head down on the table, his thoughts were swirling once again, making him feel confused but not yielding any answers.
... Was this woman... attracted to him? He couldn't be positive, But the idea made his head spin a little. How could she be attracted to him, a dragon. Most people, most humans, avoided him like a plague, some attribute of magical fear he assumed that was connected to his species. Did she really see him as someone who could be a potential mate? And if that was the case, how did he feel about her? Cinead almost put his head down on the table, his thoughts were swirling once again, making him feel confused but not yielding any answers.
A fresh wave of guilt washed over Risa as she noticed that her collision with the other teenager had caused the girl to drop her bag, contents spilling out. Before she could react and help pick up the mess, The papers and other paraphernalia had already been collected swiftly, most going back into the bag that had been dropped. Expecting an angry retort, some sort of insult, she was slightly taken aback as the girl instead smiled as she turned in her direction, Insisting that everything was all right. Ri blinked A few times quickly before she offered her own tentative smile in return. "thanks. I am sorry though. I wasn't paying attention to where I was going."
Carefully pulling her own hood back, shaking off a few excess raindrops on to the entrance rug, Risa was surprised A little when the girl Drew her attention again, looking up from some papers she was holding and asking about locker locations. Feeling slightly awkward, especially when the girl also admitted that she herself was also new to Forks High, But in a rather pretty sounding British accent, Risa nevertheless could only give a helpless shrug to her shoulders as she too moved away from the entrance doors. "i'm sorry to say that I can't. You're not the only one that's new... They transferred me here after my old school closed. This is my first day." She confessed apologetically, brushing back part of her black hair from her face. Somewhat curious now about the location of her own locker, she unzipped her backpack and pulled out her schedule, scanning over the information in search of anything of relevance. "you said 216, right? Looks like they gave me the locker right next to yours. Hopefully that doesn't mean they shoved us off in some forgotten corner of the school." She chuckled softly. "want to see if we can find it together?" She asked, feeling another explosion of nervousness.
Slowly, the feeling of agitation slipped away from Edward and Jasper felt his own body relaxing in response. He tried not to let the frown linger on his face as he glanced quickly from the dent in the car to the other vampire's face, not wanting to draw suspicion from the humans still lingering around the parking lot, but decided against raising objections as Edward again insisted that the sudden reaction was nothing. Hoping that this was truly the case, the tall blonde vampire plucked his backpack from where it still lay on the seat of the car, hooking the straps across his shoulders as he sighed softly. "if you insist." He murmured softly, turning towards the high school and beginning to walk towards the tangible aura of excitement, worry,, Curiosity, and hormones that usually permeated the building.
Every step was a challenge, the barrage of emotions stronger today thanks to the acceptance of a handful of new students, and Jasper found that he was choosing to hold his breath rather then subject himself to the tormenting scent in The air, not wanting the extra distraction as he played the human teenager. He again wondered how the others handled this immersion so easily, how Carlisle could go so far as to perform surgeries and treat the wounded, but again chastised his own weakness in the matter, admitting to their years of experience that he did not have. Idly noting the presence of new vehicles in the parking lot, Jasper attempted to ignore the emotions swirling around him, trying to resist the temptation to cast a calming influence over the school just to have a moment of peace.
"i'm glad I only have another year of this." He huffed, Giving his head a shake as he turned his steps in the direction of his first class. Calculus. A subject he could probably teach better then the current teacher. Not that he would admit that to Mr. Bertie's face.
Carefully pulling her own hood back, shaking off a few excess raindrops on to the entrance rug, Risa was surprised A little when the girl Drew her attention again, looking up from some papers she was holding and asking about locker locations. Feeling slightly awkward, especially when the girl also admitted that she herself was also new to Forks High, But in a rather pretty sounding British accent, Risa nevertheless could only give a helpless shrug to her shoulders as she too moved away from the entrance doors. "i'm sorry to say that I can't. You're not the only one that's new... They transferred me here after my old school closed. This is my first day." She confessed apologetically, brushing back part of her black hair from her face. Somewhat curious now about the location of her own locker, she unzipped her backpack and pulled out her schedule, scanning over the information in search of anything of relevance. "you said 216, right? Looks like they gave me the locker right next to yours. Hopefully that doesn't mean they shoved us off in some forgotten corner of the school." She chuckled softly. "want to see if we can find it together?" She asked, feeling another explosion of nervousness.
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Slowly, the feeling of agitation slipped away from Edward and Jasper felt his own body relaxing in response. He tried not to let the frown linger on his face as he glanced quickly from the dent in the car to the other vampire's face, not wanting to draw suspicion from the humans still lingering around the parking lot, but decided against raising objections as Edward again insisted that the sudden reaction was nothing. Hoping that this was truly the case, the tall blonde vampire plucked his backpack from where it still lay on the seat of the car, hooking the straps across his shoulders as he sighed softly. "if you insist." He murmured softly, turning towards the high school and beginning to walk towards the tangible aura of excitement, worry,, Curiosity, and hormones that usually permeated the building.
Every step was a challenge, the barrage of emotions stronger today thanks to the acceptance of a handful of new students, and Jasper found that he was choosing to hold his breath rather then subject himself to the tormenting scent in The air, not wanting the extra distraction as he played the human teenager. He again wondered how the others handled this immersion so easily, how Carlisle could go so far as to perform surgeries and treat the wounded, but again chastised his own weakness in the matter, admitting to their years of experience that he did not have. Idly noting the presence of new vehicles in the parking lot, Jasper attempted to ignore the emotions swirling around him, trying to resist the temptation to cast a calming influence over the school just to have a moment of peace.
"i'm glad I only have another year of this." He huffed, Giving his head a shake as he turned his steps in the direction of his first class. Calculus. A subject he could probably teach better then the current teacher. Not that he would admit that to Mr. Bertie's face.
Hey! I'm glad I noticed that there was a post here. Haha!
I'm really happy to hear that your birthday ended up being a good day! Those are always nice to have. I'm also pleased to hear that things went well with the ultrasound. Ooo, I wish I could make out more of the picture. That is so exciting! I'm glad the baby is developing well and looks healthy.
I also noticed you put up some character sheets. You've been busy! I hope you don't mind if I don't use pictures. I am actually partially blind, so I can't make out any find details like that. I do everything through dictation and my tablet reading everything to me that I touch on the screen.
I'm really happy to hear that your birthday ended up being a good day! Those are always nice to have. I'm also pleased to hear that things went well with the ultrasound. Ooo, I wish I could make out more of the picture. That is so exciting! I'm glad the baby is developing well and looks healthy.
I also noticed you put up some character sheets. You've been busy! I hope you don't mind if I don't use pictures. I am actually partially blind, so I can't make out any find details like that. I do everything through dictation and my tablet reading everything to me that I touch on the screen.
With senses that were sharper then humans, Cinead had no problem catching most of what was being said around them, most of the conversations involving those who were snickering commenting on the obvious difference between himself and Anna. He had to fight off the temptation to level a glower at the offenders, A normal human wouldn't be able to pick up on what was being said on the other side of the room after all. Especially when they were whispering. Trying not to let the disapproval show in his face, Cin did his best to block out the others in the room, gaze focused on the woman beside him. "that is good to hear that things went well for you. For myself, I'm afraid I stayed up a bit later than I should have last night, so I found it difficult to concentrate. Hopefully my subconscience was able to absorb more of the lecture then I thought I did." He admitted, unable to stop The next yawn. "Hopefully there wasn't an announcement about a test date that I missed."
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