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26 days ago
Current 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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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.

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When Anna leaned away from his back, Cinead finally pulled the black t-shirt still crumpled in one of his hands over his head, tugging on the edge until it fell into place. Then he tucked the woman next to his chest, gently resting his chin on top of her head as he watched her sort through the photos she had taken. He hummed in satisfaction, rubbing his chin over her curls. Then she pulled far enough away to look up at him, asking him if he knew what... something was. He blinked once.

“Self... fee?” He mumbled tiredly, even more exhausted after the rush of adrenaline he had gotten after discovering his mark. “ what are we charging?”
I hope you don’t mind if I go back through the story and change Cinead’s accent... Scottish doesn’t really suit him as well as I thought it would. ^_^;
Excitement and happiness that was outside his own sphere of joy brushed against Cinead’s awareness and he wondered, not for the first time, if it might have something to do with the bond he shared with Anna. ...Were these her emotions? Before he could consider it much more beyond that one question, she had pulled him into another kiss. Humans had gotten it just right. No wonder he had seen couples kissing all the time. He liked the possessiveness of it, the way that he was able to simultaneously feel, smell, and taste his mate, be able to feel and know that she trusted him enough to get this close. He was going to have to work on his self control.

As they broke apart once again, Anna laughed, her breath brushing over his skin. He couldn’t help but smile in return. “ if you would like.” He responded to her suggestion, twisting around on the couch until she could get a clear shot of his back.
Sounds good to me! :D
Hmm. I am honestly OK with either. I can have Cin have her cross his mind. That seems reasonable. And he can surprise her with a text message, since he’s getting used to doing that nowadays. Ha ha! And we can time skip whenever. :)
Sweet! When do you think you’d like to introduce our new characters?
Honestly, that sounds really pretty! I’m really excited to see her in action! :D
Ooh! I love that idea! I Love the mixture of both human appearance and the idea of a dragon from the sea. Would she still have wings? Or fins?
What can I do to help?
“ i’m glad you like it.” Cinead responded to her complement of his couch, somewhat reassured. He had never actually had anyone over before, so it was nice to see that his choice in furniture was acceptable. As Anna then appeared to be surprised by his admission of coming through the balcony door, he couldn’t help but crinkle his eyes with amusement. “ I climbed the tree and jumped.” He offered with a chuckle, walking past the couch towards a hallway that obviously led to the bedrooms. Before she could respond, he had slipped out of sight and gone into the back most room, closing the door behind him.

Stepping over to the door of the bathroom, Cinead couldn’t help but release a soft sigh of weariness, exhaustion finally starting to hit home. He flipped The light switch, retrieved a washcloth, and began cleaning off the soles of his feet. When he was finally satisfied, the dragon shifter then took the time to study his reflection in the mirror, cleaning off small smudges of dirt and checking himself over for any lingering injury, doing his best to ignore the shadows that were starting to develop beneath his eyes.

It was only when he had removed his makeshift loincloth and had retrieved some fresh clothing from his closet that Cinead finally remembered to take the time to look for his own mate‘s flame. He should, after all, have one. Returning to the bathroom, he gazed at his reflection once more, twisting this way and that, trying to discover any hint of the marking. and just when he was about to give up, twisting around to try and see his back, he finally found it. At the top of the space between his shoulder blades, a burst of color formed a flame that licked over his skin, frozen in a twisting formation that left the very top of the fire arcing a thin tongue onto the nape of his neck. He stared at it for several seconds before a sudden fierce joy swept through him, Hot and somewhat possessive. He really had claimed Anna for himself. Eager to reveal his mark to his mate, Cinead hastily pulled on a pair of boxer shorts and jeans, The plain black T-shirt that he had pulled off the hanger held in a fist, and he hurried back out to the living room, his eyes glowing gold.

Without a word, Cinead leaned down, kissing Anna’s mouth fiercely. Mine, that kiss said silently. While their lips were still connected, he slowly sank onto the seat next to her, pulling her close with one arm before finally breaking away, taking her hand as he turned his back towards her, placing her fingers onto his neck. “Look.” He barely managed to get out, his voice choked with strong emotion.
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