Anonymous asked:
have you ever written smut
Anonymous asked:
Forger and Consort kissing in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G!
“SHUT”
Anonymous asked:
what people do you ship in this town
“Well, I pretty much ship everyone with, everyone,,”
“Like, that Amnesiac dude is perfect for the arsonist he’s with,, I also kind of ship me and Consort, but don’t tell her,”
“I do have some notps, like any of the 500 Serial Killers we have with any of the arsonists. Now that relationship is one that would go down... in flames...”
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“Writing’s always a nice hobby to have.” Her eyes showed a glint of curiosity. “Heard this town’s pretty chaotic. Write about it any? Sounds like an interesting topic to write on. Maybe sell and get money for it, too.”
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“Well, I’ve written some things about the town…” Many of them were just shipping fics. “I’m, er, not really sure a publisher would be interested in my writings on them…”
“You know, I’d love to see them. Maybe learn a bit about you and the town while I do.” Amelia was a bit of a reader, but normally had other duties to attend to. “You’ve got to be confident in your work!”
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“Well, er, maybe I could show you sometime. I really do need to have some more confidence in myself.” Eloise nodded in agreement with her last statement.
“Where can I find you again, then?” She smiled.
“Er, maybe around here again? I mean, I don’t really know you all that well,”
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“Writing’s always a nice hobby to have.” Her eyes showed a glint of curiosity. “Heard this town’s pretty chaotic. Write about it any? Sounds like an interesting topic to write on. Maybe sell and get money for it, too.”
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“Well, I’ve written some things about the town…” Many of them were just shipping fics. “I’m, er, not really sure a publisher would be interested in my writings on them…”
“You know, I’d love to see them. Maybe learn a bit about you and the town while I do.” Amelia was a bit of a reader, but normally had other duties to attend to. “You’ve got to be confident in your work!”
“Well, er, maybe I could show you sometime. I really do need to have some more confidence in myself.” Eloise nodded in agreement with her last statement.
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“Writing’s always a nice hobby to have.” Her eyes showed a glint of curiosity. “Heard this town’s pretty chaotic. Write about it any? Sounds like an interesting topic to write on. Maybe sell and get money for it, too.”
“Well, I’ve written some things about the town…” Many of them were just shipping fics. “I’m, er, not really sure a publisher would be interested in my writings on them…”
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“You’re gorgeous.”
“And aren’t you such a darling yourself?” Amelia simpered and winked at the charming lady in front of her.
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“Er, did I say that outloud?” The forger was thinking, or rather as she found out now, was saying that this new woman in Salem was very pretty. “Thank you for the compliment, although I’m actually pretty ordinary, besides my hair.”
Amelia laughed lightly at the forger’s realization. “Oh, but your eyes are dazzling, dear.” Her smile turned more friendly. “And I’m sure you have a beautiful name to match them?”
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“Yes, er, I’m Eloise.” She held out her hand for Amelia to shake. The forger’s cheeks had a new hint of pink from the compliments.
Amelia shook her hand, a firm grip as she did. “The name’s Amelia Marie, but you can just call me…” She paused, and her face twisted into a look of stress and embarrassment as she took her hand back from the handshake. “Shit, I lost it.” Her face relaxed again into a grin. “I was probably too distracted by your beauty.”
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“Oh gosh,” Eloise wasn’t used to getting such compliments. She was starting to get flustered.
“You alright? Is my hotness stating to rub off on you?” Amelia winked again, her ego finally showing itself.
“Say, how bout you tell me something about yourself. They always say the inside counts more than the outside, right?”
"Yeah, er, that is what they say. Er, let's see, Hm, well I like to write. Just er, stories in general, I'm good at writing it, er, just not much for ideas." She responded, mentally cursing herself for pausing as she talked.
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“You’re gorgeous.”
“And aren’t you such a darling yourself?” Amelia simpered and winked at the charming lady in front of her.
ask-the-forger-tos
“Er, did I say that outloud?” The forger was thinking, or rather as she found out now, was saying that this new woman in Salem was very pretty. “Thank you for the compliment, although I’m actually pretty ordinary, besides my hair.”
Amelia laughed lightly at the forger’s realization. “Oh, but your eyes are dazzling, dear.” Her smile turned more friendly. “And I’m sure you have a beautiful name to match them?”
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“Yes, er, I’m Eloise.” She held out her hand for Amelia to shake. The forger’s cheeks had a new hint of pink from the compliments.
Amelia shook her hand, a firm grip as she did. “The name’s Amelia Marie, but you can just call me…” She paused, and her face twisted into a look of stress and embarrassment as she took her hand back from the handshake. “Shit, I lost it.” Her face relaxed again into a grin. “I was probably too distracted by your beauty.”
"Oh gosh," Eloise wasn't used to getting such compliments. She was starting to get flustered.
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“You’re gorgeous.”
“And aren’t you such a darling yourself?” Amelia simpered and winked at the charming lady in front of her.
ask-the-forger-tos
“Er, did I say that outloud?” The forger was thinking, or rather as she found out now, was saying that this new woman in Salem was very pretty. “Thank you for the compliment, although I’m actually pretty ordinary, besides my hair.”
Amelia laughed lightly at the forger’s realization. “Oh, but your eyes are dazzling, dear.” Her smile turned more friendly. “And I’m sure you have a beautiful name to match them?”
"Yes, er, I'm Eloise." She held out her hand for Amelia to shake. The forger's cheeks had a new hint of pink from the compliments.
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“You’re gorgeous.”
“And aren’t you such a darling yourself?” Amelia simpered and winked at the charming lady in front of her.
“Er, did I say that outloud?” The forger was thinking, or rather as she found out now, was saying that this new woman in Salem was very pretty. “Thank you for the compliment, although I’m actually pretty ordinary, besides my hair.”
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Anonymous asked:
(Rp starter, Ask-the-Godfather) Lorenzo was standing in front of the house of the forger, Eloise. He had spoken to her only a few times and he wanted to change that. He wanted to get to know her better. He brought some flowers from his garden to give to her as a gift. For helping him a couple weeks earlier. He knocked on the door and waited for a response.
Hearing a knock, the Forger jumped a bit. She wasn’t expecting company today, and she was still in her night gown. Quickly, she got up and went to her room to throw on some decent clothes. Once dressed properly, seeing as she had no time to brush out her hair, she just picked it up into a messy ponytail. Just as quickly as she had gone to change, she ran to the front door and opened it. “Ah, Lorenzo, I wasn’t expecting anyone to visit today… sorry for the wait.”
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“It’s not that nice, I mean, it’s still sort of messy. Again, I wasn’t expecting anyone to visit.”
“I’m sorry for dropping in out of the blue. I just felt we haven’t talked enough is all.” Lorenzo made his way to a chair and sat down. He looked at his sleeve and noticed a he forgot to button it. He quickly did that. “So, how have you been Eloise? Has been life been treating you well?”
“I’ve been well. I just haven’t really gone out much lately, not really a need to.” She responded. “I’ve been reading a lot.” After standing around for a little while, she remembered to go and sit down.
Anonymous asked:
what inspired you to become a forger
“I needed money.”
Anonymous asked:
what do you think of the latest serial killer
“Well, he’s a person that exists. I haven’t really talked to him.”
“Everyone says he’s attractive, but he looks like a shitlord.”
Anonymous asked:
are you a fluffer nutter
“Er, well, last I checked I wasn’t a sandwhich?”
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(Rp starter, Ask-the-Godfather) Lorenzo was standing in front of the house of the forger, Eloise. He had spoken to her only a few times and he wanted to change that. He wanted to get to know her better. He brought some flowers from his garden to give to her as a gift. For helping him a couple weeks earlier. He knocked on the door and waited for a response.
Hearing a knock, the Forger jumped a bit. She wasn’t expecting company today, and she was still in her night gown. Quickly, she got up and went to her room to throw on some decent clothes. Once dressed properly, seeing as she had no time to brush out her hair, she just picked it up into a messy ponytail. Just as quickly as she had gone to change, she ran to the front door and opened it. “Ah, Lorenzo, I wasn’t expecting anyone to visit today… sorry for the wait.”
“It’s not that nice, I mean, it’s still sort of messy. Again, I wasn’t expecting anyone to visit.”
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(Rp starter, Ask-the-Godfather) Lorenzo was standing in front of the house of the forger, Eloise. He had spoken to her only a few times and he wanted to change that. He wanted to get to know her better. He brought some flowers from his garden to give to her as a gift. For helping him a couple weeks earlier. He knocked on the door and waited for a response.
Hearing a knock, the Forger jumped a bit. She wasn’t expecting company today, and she was still in her night gown. Quickly, she got up and went to her room to throw on some decent clothes. Once dressed properly, seeing as she had no time to brush out her hair, she just picked it up into a messy ponytail. Just as quickly as she had gone to change, she ran to the front door and opened it. “Ah, Lorenzo, I wasn’t expecting anyone to visit today… sorry for the wait.”
Lorenzo chuckled a little bit. “I’m use to waiting. Don’t worry.” Lorenzo lifted up the flowers. A mixture of red and white roses. “These are for you. For helping me a couple of weeks back.” Lorenzo had a smile on his face. “I hope you like them. They come from my personal garden.”
“Huh? Oh, yes, I’m glad I could help.” She replied, grinning a bit. “They’re quite beautiful. Um, would you like to come in?”
Anonymous asked:
(Rp starter, Ask-the-Godfather) Lorenzo was standing in front of the house of the forger, Eloise. He had spoken to her only a few times and he wanted to change that. He wanted to get to know her better. He brought some flowers from his garden to give to her as a gift. For helping him a couple weeks earlier. He knocked on the door and waited for a response.
Hearing a knock, the Forger jumped a bit. She wasn’t expecting company today, and she was still in her night gown. Quickly, she got up and went to her room to throw on some decent clothes. Once dressed properly, seeing as she had no time to brush out her hair, she just picked it up into a messy ponytail. Just as quickly as she had gone to change, she ran to the front door and opened it. “Ah, Lorenzo, I wasn’t expecting anyone to visit today... sorry for the wait.”