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According to the date, it was his birthday. That would make him 13 years old now... Except that Ray only had a few weeks of memories of being 12. Maybe he should just think of it as a second 12th birthday? Who knows. It was a surreal feeling.

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Different as this place was, it seemed there were similarities to his previous world and this one. Such as the unsafe environment. Such as adults being down right odd. Or ready to kill within a moment’s notice. Wariness was always within the young child’s mind, but perhaps, there was less wariness in him that day. Or perhaps the child had some sliver of faith within the humans he found himself surrounded by in the city streets.

Nevertheless, he was a few seconds too late.  

Hand had gone to reach within his pocket, pulling out the BB gun the second the adult before him pointed the weapon at him. Blinking as nothing dangerous was happening, Ray would lower the BB gun slightly. 

Edgy? As a human being, the child had more round corners than sharp ones, however Ray had enough smarts in his brain to know that the person before him did not use that term literally. Whatever the useless contraption was made for, it seemed to have decided that Ray needed to take a vacation. A vacation? If only. “I would if I could.”

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Colress had spent the afternoon making a device to test a person’s edginess. While such a device appeared to be useless, Colress needed to test the capabilities of certain parts on a smaller scale before he started working on bigger projects. After all nothing was more annoying than an invention breaking during the final stages of development due to faulty parts. 

The scientist pointed the device at the person in front of him and pressed the large gray button on the side. 

“You are one thousand percent edgy. My, my, that’s certainly a large number. Perhaps you should take a nice long vacation.”

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No matter where Ray was, there was always a need for reading. Fundamentally, he was never the type to read out of his own volition, but as circumstances would have it, knowledge is power. That didn’t change here, in this unknown city with its functions and structures so different from what the young child was used to. 

So when Ray had seen the library, rather than turn away and think ‘I’ve had enough reading for the rest of my life,’ he would walk straight into the building with the hopes of finding out knowledge of the place and the people that so kindly threw him into here.  

Perusing the isles of book upon book, Ray’s eyes had stood in some wonder with publication dates going past 2015, for one, and seeing topics he had little knowledge of. With so much more within this library than the one he previously made home too, there was simply too many books that Ray could have picked out to read that day. 

Pulling out a book that seemed both relevant and interesting Ray would take it over to an armchair, plop down and start reading. 

So this is the history of Hive City in the past few years...? It sure has caught on fire a few times-- He paused. Sensing the stare of the person who took the seat adjacent to him he looked up, the visage of an older man filling his view. “Is something the matter?”

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A kid at the library is nothing unusual. Hanzo saw teens and even schoolchildren in the building often. He normally scowled upon their arrival - generally, they were rather noisy, not caring to control their volume or behavior.

However, this dark-haired boy was silently curled up in a plush armchair, a rather wide book propped up on his knees. He seemed to be deeply invested in what he was reading, as he didn’t seem to notice that Hanzo had walked past him and taken the armchair adjacent. It was not like Hanzo wished to garner his attention - let the boy be.

The only thing that the archer noted was that the boy had taken the seat Hanzo normally sat in.

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@jyacinthe

The space of the library was peaceful, quiet, and undisturbed.

However, it reminded Ray of a time since passed, where all he did was read book upon book upon book. Cramming his already knowledge filled brain with even more knowledge, anything that would be useful, anything that would be helpful-- hardly ever interesting or thought engaging. Simply information. To make himself smarter, to have an edge in the world, to have a grasp at something helpful for the sake of his siblings. All for them--

That was why he read. 

Yet it was that very environment that put him at a sort of unease, eyes drifting upward when he became lost in thoughts related to the topic he was reading or when he began thinking of his siblings, where he could only look at the vast amount of shelves... A sore reminder of a time gone by. It was as if the very place was saying that he did not have enough knowledge, that he did not know enough, to read faster, understand everything, formulate a plan, get out of here already, save your--

He left. 

Ray learned easily how to borrow a few books from said library before doing so, and with those in hand, the child went around to a comfortable plot of shade under a tree and began his afternoon reading there. A short time would pass, and pages would be flipped before Ray noticed someone’s presence approaching. Upon seeing a young child, Ray did his best to call out to them, “...What is it? Are you interested in this?” He raised the book up lightly to indicate what he was talking about.

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As the young child was taking in the new environment he was forcibly supposed to call home, he found that there was simply a lot he had to take in. The difference between his previous world and this one was just that great. But, it wasn’t as if he was unprepared for the scenery he was taking in. In fact, unlike the wile expanse of nature that he had to tackle with his siblings in his previous world, the concrete forest of a city was something Ray more or less had experience with. 

Experience as in, the knowledge he had drawn from the many books he had read that is. Unlike the homely expanse that was the orphanage, the tall buildings that pierced the sky felt a bit imposing to the small child. So that’s a building, huh. And those things moving on the streets have to be cars-- I wonder if I can take one apart sometime... 

Of course that wasn’t the only thing he had taken in, observant as he was. Ray would look around at the surrounding people he knew that he would eventually have to strike conversation with to know more about the place-- yet they were all mostly... Well, he figured it would be obvious, new world and all. But they were mostly, adults. An age group of people that he couldn’t find himself trusting so easily (not that he was a trusting sort of person to begin with, but alas). Not only that, there were few, here and there, that just had odd appearances that stood out. Were those people dragged here too for that experiment? I look pretty plain in hindsight... 

Well, he had no intention of standing out regardless, so Ray supposed it was fine that way. However, it wasn’t only adults, oddly out of place people, and otherworldly beings (that he made sure to avoid as best as he could) that caught the young child’s eyes. 

As he wandered into a more, relatively peaceful area of the city,Ray would spot someone that seemed around the age of him and his siblings. Far more at ease with striking up a conversation with the young girl, Ray had begun to approach. Only... he had no idea how to strike up a conversation with them. He was more used to being approached than doing the approaching after all. There was also the chance that they were no experiment, either... Nor did he know, despite the comfort of close age, if he could trust them either. 

It was a bit too late for that, however, as the distance between the two was already leaning towards the ‘I’m approaching because I need to talk to you’ distance.   “... Hey.” 

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@inherlikeness

His mind was racing, his only thought had been on rescuing Emma-- no matter where it was, no matter how hard it was, he would do it. He had to. He had to or else... or else he would never be able to redeem himself, he’d never be able to face Norman. 

Yet before he had realized it, he was somewhere else, his head throbbing as he looked around. Confusion would set in for a few moments, the pressing emotions racing within the young boy. Was I taken by the Poachers? But I don’t remember feeling anything of about the situation... Nor did I notice any rope try to grab hold of me... Did the poachers use a different method to get me and that man? No, if that was the case, they would have used it on Emma too--

Eyes flicker from their downcast focus towards the screen that lit up, thought process pausing to focus on the screen before him. 

There was a sickness in his stomach at the revelation. Wherever he was just thrust into, it didn’t seem to be any better than the world he had just come from. He was... human, right? An experiment? Say, I just got thrown into a world devoid of man-eating demons, but this is a place where human experimentation is normal... Is the world we want to go to like that as well? 

His eyes turned towards the door the scientist had indicated earlier. If he never stepped outside he would have no idea what to expect. Good or bad, there was hardly a choice in the matter. Aside from the chairs and a table, there was only the TV and metal platform he had been sitting on. There was no where else to go. Resolving himself, Ray checked his belongings-- only to find them replaced with a lone BB gun. Better than nothing, he supposed. Gun in one hand, the boy opened the door to face the outside world.

Ray had only opened the door, ready to find their housing, get them self together, and find a way out. Only... Only, a face he thought he’d never see again, stood. Living, alive, focus on somewhere else-- Norman. 

“--!?” 

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hello, before I get started I’d like to THROW THIS OUT THERE PLEASE READ IT.

with that said, like for a starter! caps at 3, Ray’s loser brother exempt from cap.

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Ray // The Promised Neverland

Probably doesn’t trust you

Or like you even

Unless you’re Norman, who happens to be here

Almost always reading

Might as well call him a book

Doesn’t even like reading

He’s nice and soft on the inside, I promise*

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Hello, I'd like to app Ray from The Promised Neverland without reserve, app is under /app thank you!

Welcome to the Hive, Ray!

You’ll be housed in apartment p-6.

You’ll be given a BB gun.

Enjoy your stay!

– mod o12

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Just letting anyone who���s still active know that I’ll be putting Ray into a different group soon, so if you’re indie/affiliated/what have you and want to unfollow, that’s all cool-- I’ve already cleared out my follow list for the move just to let you know! 

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some promised neverland doodles

because this series is amazing and I need to draw the kids

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Well I sure have been inactive for a million and one reasons-- for the people waiting on replies from me, let me know if you’d still like to continue our threads! Otherwise, I’ll probably be dropping most of them. For the rest; hit like for a non-event starter! Will probably be short. Uncapped RP ad because. Because. 

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For starters, why was Gintoki running along with a parfait in hand? Well, there was a very good reason for it. A very good reason such as…this…and also that. Listen. It was better not to question things sometimes. Narrators were very scary creatures who could do terrible things, like leave you in a toilet with no toilet paper.

And in some weird twist of fate, Gintoki and the parfait that he was never destined to eat are parted all too soon, the creamy contents and toppings flying through the air, toppings raining on the ground as the ice cream makes its way and plants itself onto the face of a child who just so happened to be in its trajectory.

Let us have a moment of silence for the parfait…

His excuse was delivered in a deadpan. “Oi, oi, you need energy to fight the infected. Can’t fight if you’ve got low blood sugar.”Besides, it was the one parfait a week which he was allowed, and now it was gone. Curse this world and all that lived within it!

Obviously irritated, he turned to swing his sword at the infected, sending it crashing to the ground a distance away. If it hadn’t been for this damned thing chasing him, and the cruel narrator.

And also, what was with this kid anyway? Why couldn’t he understand that the true victim here was the innocent sweet parfait? Kids these days were so rude…

He scratched at the back of his head as he calmed down, and then reaching into the bag, took out a popsicle which he begrudgingly hands to the kid.

“Listen. You sound irritated. Maybe you just need some sugar.”

Just so you know, that popsicle was probably meant for Kagura.

Go sic ‘im, girl.

He couldn’t argue with the other person, yet their deliverance of their reasoning (or their excuse, it had to be) irritated Ray. What in the world was he saying? How could he say something so sensible with a straight face? This old man isn’t giving Ray any chance to call him out for his faults at all. Ray could only agree with what he had to say. It was important to have the energy to be able to face off any danger, especially with how things were going. Yet the old man seemed completely unfazed. 

“I suppose you’re right.” He answered curtly. Please give him a break Gintoki, he’s never had a parfait ever in his life. Or a popsicle for that matter. So whether or not he’s a sweet tooth is yet to be seen.  

And if there was one thing he was sure of, it was to be wary. he always had to be. Ray couldn’t be sure if he could ever trust this person in front of him. But with how easily they were able to take care of the infected citizen, Ray had to at the very least not get on his bad side. I bet I’ll be sent flying too, if I’m not careful... 

It was clear enough that the older man was offering the... sugar to him. “...Thanks.”  Ray takes the popsicle, skepticism clear in his face. The cool air radiating from it, he figured it would be similar to ice cream-- at least in function. Ray’s eyes flickered between the man and the popsicle a few times, as if discerning the safety of the snack he had in his hands. 

“...” One bite and a youth-like glow radiated from him. Clearly he was fascinated and taken with the popsicle. Cool off indeed he did.

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Hallucinations :^)

Hallucinations: My character will have hallucinations about your character

It had happened once, when Ray was watching a scene unfold before him. When all his tension died down for a moment and he was caught up with only the capability of watching as everything happened. Shock, awe, all those things were crashing down on him, and he was practically ready to give out then. The one that jolted him out of that state was none but him. The illusion of his voice brought him back again to see the sight, and really take it in. It was one he would never have imagined possible, one he had ruled out almost immediately… Yes,

‘It’s a scene we both thought was impossible to witness.’

He had heard him say. Or rather, he thought he would have heard him say.

That was the only time it had ever happened, that he’d imagine his brother was still well, alive, with them. It was different. Encouraging, guiding, playing, just as he was when he was alive.

What he was used to seeing was… A different matter. 'Why?’ is what he was far more used to hearing. Traces of them in the shade, the rooms, the books, the flora, those were the sort of things he had learned to handle.

Yet, that is neither here nor there. When it came to this instance… He truly was bested by him that day. 'That isn’t like you at all.’ A ghost of a statement, followed by an equally airy chuckle. 'Are you really writing me off that quickly?’ Ray’s head jolted upwards, pulled from his deep thinking, yet no one was really there.

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Later that day he and his siblings made a promise to meet.

The young child came second after his brother, whom he noted was the most punctual of the three. His pupils dilated, hand trembled as he reached out, shaken still, as he placed a hand on their shoulder. The sense of fabric under his fingers told him what he wanted to know– he’s real.

A practiced smile emerged on his face as he steeled his grip and addressed his sibling, “Hey. Emma’s not here yet, huh?”

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☠ Drabble list-- You can send one anytime.

☠Send me one at your leisure and I will write a drabble based on what you send— Other prompts are always welcomed and encouraged if it’s not stated on this list.

Send any of these to me at your leisure and I will write it— Please be specific to who  is going to be doing what.

Scream: My character has caused yours to scream out for some reason. Headache: How my character will take care of yours when they have a headache Expecting: Our characters find out they are expecting a child together. Milkshake: Our characters will have to split a milkshake. Coffee: My character will be hyped up on coffee and pester yours. Mistletoe: Our characters will share a kiss under the mistletoe. Graveyard: My character will visit your characters grave. Spectre: My character will be visited by your character’s ghost or vice versa. Bleed: My character will injure your character. Dream: My character will have a dream about your character. Letters: Our characters will write letters to one another. Nightmare: One of our characters will have a nightmare. Holiday: Our characters will spend a holiday together. Apologize: My character will apologize to yours. Busted: Your character will catch mine doing something they shouldn’t.

Angst of Hell

O Romeo: I will write my character missing/looking for yours. O Juliet: I will write about my character’s feelings for yours. O Macbeth: I will write about how my character kills yours. O Hero: I will write about my character mourning yours. O Puck: I will write about my character pranking yours. O Titiana: I will write about our characters sharing a night in bed or sharing a kiss. Specify. O Oberon: I’ll write about my character getting angry at yours over something they did. Regrets: I’ll write a drabble about my character having regrets about yours. Heaven: I’ll write a drabble about our characters going to heaven. Hell: I’ll write a drabble about our characters going to hell. Purgatory: I’ll write a drabble about our characters going to purgatory. Time: I’ll write a drabble about our characters doing to a different time/dimension. specify.

Will you…?—

Amuse Me: I will write a funny drabble about my character trying to cheer yours up. Accept me: I will write a drabble about my character accepting yours or vice versa. /Or both to accept one another/ Break Me: I will write an angsty drabble about our characters. Befriend Me: I wil write a drabble about our characters meeting for the first time in an AU. Call Me: I will write a drabble about my character asking for yours [be it at the brink of death/in a battlefield/knocking on the front door wounded, feel free to specify.] Comfort Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character comforting yours- vise versa. Drink Me: I will write a drabble about my character taking shots with yours. Dominate Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character dominating yours. Or vise versa. Enamor Me: I will write a fluffy drabble about my character trying to woo yours [be it out of the blue/Valentines Day,feel free to specify.] Embarrass Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character saying or doing something embarrassing to himself or to your character. Fight Me: I will write a drabble out my character fighting with/or against yours. Forgive me: I will write a drabble about my character forgiving yours or vise versa. Get Me: I will write a drabble about my character saving yours. Humor Me: I’ll write a funny drabble about our characters. Hustle Me: I’ll write a drabble about our characters hustling. Humiliate Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character doing something humiliating to yours. Haunt Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character watching over yours [as a ghost, watching from a distance, or otherwise, feel free to specify.] Hunt with me: I’ll write a drabble about your character and mine on a hunt together. Invite Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character asking your character to Join Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character giving your character an offer [be it a proposal for an alliance, asking them to join them in an activity (you can get dirty if you want), feel free to specify.] Kill Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character killing yours. Love Me: I’ll write a fluffy drabble about our characters. Mourn Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character mourning your character’s death. Nurse Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character healing yours. Offer Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character giving yours a gift. Paint Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character drawing a picture of yours [like one of your french girls~ be it painting them or drawing them, maybe offering a picture of them as a gift, feel free to specify.] Quiet Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character trying to calm yours down [be it from crying, from lashing out, feel free to specify.] Remember Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character trying to get yours to remember them [be it from an accident, meeting them after years apart, feel free to specify.] Raise Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character resurrecting yours. Vise versa. Reunite Me: I’ll write a drabble of our characters reuniting together. Shag Me: I’ll write a dirty drabble about our characters. Surprise Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character surprising yours. Vise versa. Save Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character saving yours or vise versa. Shoot Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character shooting yours or vise versa. Tell Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character confessing something to yours [be it a love confession, a secret, feel free to specify.] Text me: I’ll write a drabble about my character texting yours or your character texting mine. Trick Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character tricking your character. Unbind Me: I’ll write a drabble about your character freeing mine, or the other way around, or something among the lines [be it freeing them from jail, from handcuffs, from a trap, from a curse, feel free to specify.] Value Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character telling yours how they feel about them. Wed Me: I’ll write a drabble about our character under the subject of wedlock [be it my character proposing to yours, or marrying yours, feel free to specify.] X Me: I will write whatever it is that you wish, [specify.] Yahoo Me: I’ll write a drabble about our characters celebrating something [feel free to specify.] Zip Me: I’ll write a drabble about your character dressing mine, or the other way around [this can also be used for shutting them up as well, but feel free to specify.]

NSFW-ish Drabbles.

Torture Me: I’ll write a drabble about your character torturing mine or vise versa. Take Me: my character will kidnap yours. Leave Me: my character will leave your character behind. Deny Me: my character will either deny your character’s advances or deny them a ’ happy ending’. Grope Me: my character will grope yours. Lick Me: my character will lick yours in any specified place or manner. Suck Me: my character will suck on any body part of your character. Tease Me: my character will tease yours, whether in a friendly or a sexual manner. Please Me: my character will do anything to please yours. Bite Me: my character will bite yours on any part of their body. Blindfold Me: my character will blindfold yours in order to have their fun. Meet Me: My character is meeting yours either for the first time or just causally. Greet Me: My character will greet yours, either at the door, at work, or somewhere else. Own me: My character owns your character. Slap me: my character will slap yours. In the sexual manner, or of anger. specify. Call Me: My character will call your character for whatever reason. Hug Me: My character will hug yours. Either by surprise or for a specific reason. Give Me: my character will give yours a gift. Tickle Me: my character will tickle yours ruthlessly.

Starts With a Single Word Drabbles.

Sleep: My character needs to stay at your character’s house for the night, or vise versa. Specify. (you can add any other special things that could happen!) Drink: My character will call, text, or show up at your character’s house drunk. Specify which of the three. Heal: My character will tend to your character’s wounds, or be at their side when they’re sick. Confess: My character will speak their true feelings about your character. (or about a topic. you may choose.) Death: My character’s reaction to your character dying. Time: My character is running late! They are supposed to meet your character at ___________ (fill in the blank) or vise versa. Specify. Protect: My character keeps yours safe from harm. Kiss: My character kisses yours, or vise versa. Specify. Dream: My character wakes up in the middle of the night because of a dream with your character in it. Run!: My character is chasing your character (or vise versa) OR both characters are being chased by ___________ (fill in the blank). Rivalry: I’ll write a drabble of our characters having a rivalry between each other. Revenge: My character will get revenge on yours. Jealousy: My character gets jealous over yours. Hallucinations: My character will have hallucinations about your character. Candle: Our characters spending time together by candle light. Obsession: I’ll write a drabble about my character having an obsession with yours. Vise versa. Thief: My/your character has stolen something from yours/mine and plans to escape with said item. (Be specific on who gets which role) Healer: My/your character helping your/my character when they are hurt/sick. (Be specific on who gets which role, and whether the pain is physical, emotional, or just having to catch a fever) Sky: Our characters are stargazing. Seer: An event with our characters in the past or future. Help: My character requests help from your character (be something silly or serious, you may decide.) Gift: My character gives your character something special. Or vise versa. Specify. I Do: I will write our characters as a married couple. Broken: I’ll write our characters breaking up or in an angsty scene. Spell: I’ll write my character putting a spell on yours. Or being under a spell/curse.

Random Drabbles.

Joke: My character pulling a prank on yours. School: How our characters live through a school day. Specify class if needed. Song: My charcter singing a song to yours, or vice versa. Gloves: How my charcter deals with news from yours, Specify news, etc. Snow flake: Our characters in the cold together.

Will you Mourn…?

Rain — I’ll write a fluffy drabble of our characters kissing in the rain.  Kill — I’ll write a angst drabble of my character violently killing yours.  Love — I’ll write a drabble of my character admitting they love yours. Lust — I’ll write a drabble of our characters making love together. Date — I’ll write a drabble of my character taking yours out on a date.   Defend — I’ll write a drabble of my character protecting yours. Fight — I’ll write a drabble of my character fighting with/against yours. Death — I’ll write a drabble of my character with yours on their deathbed. Mourn — I’ll write a drabble of my character mourning yours. Pet — I’ll write a drabble of my character buying yours a pet. (specify what kind.) Wash — I’ll write a drabble of our characters showering/bathing together. Pool — I’ll write a drabble of our characters swimming together. Beach — I’ll write a drabble of out characters at the beach together. Sing — I’ll write a drabble of my character singing to yours. Snow — I’ll write a drabble of our characters building a snowman together. Game — I’ll write a drabble of my character playing videogames with yours. Movie — I’ll write a drabble of our characters watching a movie together. Shop — I’ll write a drabble of my character taking yours shopping. Cook — I’ll write a drabble of our characters cooking together. Sleep — I’ll write a drabble of my character snuggling in bed with yours.

Some More…

Traumatic: I’ll write my or your characters going through a traumatic experience. Murder: I’ll write my character killing yours or vice vesra. Home: I’ll write our characters living together. Scars: I’ll write your character touching my character’s scars or vice versa Sketching: I’ll write your character drawing mine or vice versa Warmth: I’ll write our characters getting warm. Solace: I’ll write my character comforting yours or vice versa Drink: I’ll write our characters drinking together Game: I’ll write our characters playing a game. Love: I’ll write our character’s falling in love. Death: I’ll write our character’s mourning over each other. Hate: I’ll write our character’s hating each other. Seduce: I’ll write my character trying to seduce yours or vice versa Old: I’ll write our characters growing old together Song: I’ll write our character’s singing or playing a musical instruments. Child: I’ll write our characters raising a child. Poem: I’ll write my character speaking a poem to yours or vice versa Insane: I’ll write my character is insane inside asylum and yours is the doctor, vice versa

Our Relationship is more than a…

Rivalry — I’ll write a drabble of our characters having a rivalry between each other. Obsession — I’ll write a drabble about my character having an obsession with yours. Vise versa. Proposal — My character proposes to your character. Vise versa. Celebration — Our characters celebrate together. Or have a party. Secret — My character tells your character a secret. Promise — My character makes a promise to your character.

Spending Holidays Together…

Pumpkin: Your character and mine doing some halloween decorating Trick: Your character and mine being sneaky together Treat: Your character and mine being sweet to one another Costume: Your character or mine, dressing up for the other Candy Corn: Your character or mine being cheesy to the other Treat Bag: My character sharing something with yours Leaves: Your character or mine clearing the air about something. Stars: Our characters under the stars together Snow: Our characters in the cold together Scarf: Your character or Mine borrowing/stealing clothes from the other Hot Cocoa: Our characters enjoying a hot moment together. Candles: Our characters enjoying a moment by candlelight Gift: Your character or mine, surprising the other with a present Bows: Your character or mine, dressing/undressing the other Peppermint: Your character or mine, sharing a sweet secret with the other.