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To have actual creativity, motivation, and inspiration back feels like welcoming home an old familiar friend. Comfortable. It's nice.
2 mos ago
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To have actual creativity, motivation, and inspiration back feels like welcoming home an old familiar friend. Comfortable. It's nice.
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3 yrs ago
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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6 yrs ago
Yay! I’m finally a mother! And no, I’m not biased. I know my son is the cutest! 💙
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8 yrs ago
All good things come to those that wait, pray, have patience, laugh, love, and are not afraid to dance.
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Bio
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! Or Josie! 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 17 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.
@The Elvenqueen Oh, awesome! Thank you! And yeah, I'd love to try and pick this story back up. I am still working on getting completely out of my writers block, but I am working on a post. Slowly. XD
And maybe. I had imagined maybe having Anna meet Cin's mom at one point. But I am open to the possibility of his having another friend that is a dragon. It would make sense.
Time passed surprisingly well as Cinead quietly walked with Anna, occasionally rubbing his thumb in circles against the back of her hand, thoroughly enjoying the good excuse for contact he had to be able to hold her hand. He was feeling surprisingly relaxed, despite having just revealed his greatest secret, and caught himself smiling much more frequently then he consciously intended to. The smiles did eventually begin to fade however, as Anna's prediction of there being drunks scattered around the fringes of the party came true. He tried to take her advice and ignore them, but a few comments still managed to reach him.
"Hey handsome! Why don't you ditch Shorty and come experience a real woman."
"Ooo! She got her a hottie!"
"wow! That dude is really tall!" "Can we get matching tattoos?"
This last gave him momentary pause. So he did have a mate's flame, If that comment had come directly from seeing his and Anna's marks. Evidently his was somewhere on the back side of his body. Briefly wondering where it was exactly, he didn't immediately recognize when they arrived at Anna's car until she released his hand and got into the driver's seat. Blinking, coming back to the present, Cinead fluidly climbed into the passenger side of the car, buckling himself in. "I believe that finding my apartment won't be terribly difficult. It's part of the Meadowview complex A couple blocks east of campus." He explained. "i'll pointed out to you when we get closer if you don't know where it is."
Anna truly was an amazing person, Cinead had to admit with a small shake of his head as he followed after her through the forest. She wasn't daunted by anything. She had just found out he wasn't human, and could still make jokes and tease him. It was refreshing. Reaching out, he calmly took one of her hands. "Well... as far as I know, i'm all still here. The magic just shrinks me down."he shrugged his shoulders. He hadn't really given too much thought to how he was able to fit inside the shape he wore now.
...I am very sorry I just up and vanished on you. Life just up and crashed on me in several ways I won't go into detail about here... but it ended up taking away my inspiration and motivation. I was planning on only being away for a little while, but that little while turned into months... I have a really bad habit of withdrawing when I'm feeling down and stressed and then continuously staying away because I feel guilty about being away. It's a harsh cycle. But, I'll try to pick back up on our story if you are still interested in it. I haven't written much in months, I've been plagued with severe writers block, so I'll definitely be rusty. But I'll try. I promise. I hope you can forgive me. And overlook my inevitable rustiness if we do continue.
...I am very sorry I just up and vanished on you. Life just up and crashed on me in several ways I won't go into detail about here... but it ended up taking away my inspiration and motivation. I was planning on only being away for a little while, but that little while turned into months... I have a really bad habit of withdrawing when I'm feeling down and stressed and then continuously staying away because I feel guilty about being away. It's a harsh cycle. But, I'll try to pick back up on our story if you are still interested in it. I haven't written much in months, I've been plagued with severe writers block, so I'll definitely be rusty. But I'll try. I promise. I hope you can forgive me. And overlook my inevitable rustiness if we do continue.
And then, all at once, the negative cloud of emotions that Cinead had been puzzling over quite abruptly shifted into a thrill of excitement and he found himself blinking abruptly with donning comprehension. Could he actually feel what Anna was feeling? Momentarily overwhelmed by the implications, he carefully shuffled his suspicions off to the corner of his mind to be reviewed at a later time and place and instead focused his attention all on Anna. He smiled as she expectantly inspected what she could see of his exposed skin, hunting for a mark that would mirror her own. He couldn't help but glance down himself, twisting his arms this way and that, looking down to either side of his body. "I should... I remember my parents having matching marks. But if we can't find it now, there's always later." His lips briefly quirked up again at the corners before his expression momentarily faltered. Her thoughts had jumped so quickly to children. Why was that? Brushing curiosity into the corner with the other thoughts he would consider later, Cin nodded his head to her plan about getting back to the car. "that's doable. And if that doesn't work, I can always take us back." He used The fingers on his hands to mimic flapping wings to get his point across.
Her comment about his accent made Cinead's lips quirk up at the corners. "that sort of thing used to happen to my father as well. I can't help it." He explained briefly, giving his head a small shake. He then gave Anna's hand a gentle squeeze, even as he tilted his head to one side, a send Seshan pulling on the edges of his concentration. For some reason he could not explain, on the edges of his joy and excitement, he felt a momentary stab of... concern? Embarrassment? Something he couldn't quite put his finger on. But one thing he did know, he was completely separate from the flutter of emotions on the edge of his awareness. And he didn't quite know where they were coming from.
Blinking thoughtfully, Cin made A concerted effort to focus on answering the question Anna asked and responding to her concerns about his current wardrobe. Again, he brushed his fingertips along the skin of her neck, across her new marking, and felt a momentary stab of worried that she might be upset by its presence. But he quickly brushed the feeling away and spoke honestly. "yes. My magic left a mark upon your skin. A... mate's flame as we call it." He admitted, Pausing for a moment before adding, "I didn't know that the mark would present itself on a being that was not a dragon. A couple such as you and I have not existed as far as I am aware. As for your other concern, how do you propose we make it back to my apartment? I do believe my current state of undress would cause something of a scene if I were to walk through the party."
By the time Anna had finally opened her eyes to look up at him, the magic that had surrounded them had faded away and Cinead felt surprisingly drained as soon as it had. Gradually, his eyes returned to their usual human hazel as well. He managed to smile tiredly with Anna's breathless statement and a chuckle of his own rumbled in his throat. "I now know this fact very well my Anna." He huffed in return, his Welsh accentuation strong. Briefly, he pressed his forehead to hers, rubbed the tips of their noses together before carefully setting her back onto her feet and using one of his hands to brush his fingers against her neck. "I have to admit that I feel very similarly. I was surprised, at first, by that fact, as you might imagine... but I can freely admit to you now that I... adore you Anna. I wish for nothing more than to be yours and you mine. You are mine." Again, That realization sang like a victory through his veins and he couldn't help but kiss her once again, though he quickly broke it off himself to release a short laugh.
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! Or Josie! 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 17 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.
<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;">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! Or Josie! C:<br><br>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 17 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.<br><br>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.<br><br>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.<br><br>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.<br><br>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.<br><br>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.</div>
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