#♡ ˙ * ✧ ━━ molly thompson. ━━ ✧*˙♡

[peachyxkeenx3]

"This seat is not taken. Sure! You can sit next to me. My name is Eunice Kang, and it is a pleasure to meet you too, Molly Thompson! Let me just move my purse from the other seat that no one is sitting on." Eunice Kang said. She moved her purse onto her own lap.

“Is this seat taken?” Molly Thompson asked to the person who is nearby her. “I was just wondering if you would be fine with me sitting next to you? If not, that’s totally understandable. Everywhere else is full. My name is Molly Thompson. What is your name? It’s great to meet you though!” Molly Thompson looked at the other person who is still nearby her. @forgottenfriendshipstarters​

[pastellmochi]

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[tomie-muses]

Blog Intro

Mun Intro!

♡ Tomie ♡ 21+ ♡ They/Them ♡ Multimuse RP Blog ♡ CW: some content can be slightly triggering but can and WILL be tagged! but if you need something tagged, don't hesitate to ask! ♡ please please PLEASE do not use my muses to trauma dump PLEASE

Canon Muses! (So Far) Michael Andersen (mlandersen0) Jeffrey (EverymanHYBRID) Firebrand (TribeTwelve) (I DON'T SUPPORT ADAM) Prebrand (TribeTwelve ) Jeremiah Valeska (Gotham) Baby Firefly (House Of 1000 Corpses) Nolanverse Scarecrow (Nolanverse Batman) Harley Quinn (Batman) Herbert West (The Reanimator) Crawford Tillinghast (From Beyond) Jay Merrick (Marble Hornets) Alex Kralie (Marble Hornets) Yuji Itadori (JJK) Gojo Satoru (JJK) Kagome Higurashi (Inuyasha) Alexander Delarge ( A Clockwork Orange) Pearl (Self Explanitory) Waylon Park (Outlast: Whistleblower) Brooke Thompson ( American Horror Story:1984) James Patrick March ( AHS:Hotel)

Original Characters! Jonah West ( Combsverse - Reanimator ) Vincent West (Combsverse- Reanimator) Casey Tillinghast (Combsverse - From Beyond) Victor Baker (Horror AU - Hellraiser) Molly Baker (Horror AU - Hellraiser) Mason Williams ( Horror AU - The Evil Dead) Elijah Lockwood ( Combsverse - Stream ) Scott Lambrick ( Combsverse - Would You Rather?) Jasper Delarge ( A Clockwork Orange AU) Samuel Arthur ( EMH AU ) Edward Arthur ( EMH/AHS: 1984 AU) Ruby Miller ( AHS:1984 AU) Sabie Miller (Multiverse)

[queenimmadolla]

hello!

can we please do black!reader feeling insecure and robin by fingering her in front of a mirror👀

thank you🤍

*aggrivating middle school teacher who everyone hates voice* i dunno, CAN we???

YES. YES, WE CAN.

𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠

(Robin Buckley x Black!Reader)

warnings: insecurity, fluff, smut (fingering) and lesbian stuff. very gay.

a/n: this reader is black as stated above, while there aren't a ton of descriptors (read it over and was surprised at that considering i was imagining me while writing it lol) but the implications are very much so there and i just have to make it known. this was very therapeutic for me, Robin deserves a canon black gf ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ tagging also as robin x reader for my black babes who don't bother even using the black!reader tag since there aint much out there for us ♡

It had been a very trying season for you.VERY. 

Band season, anyways.

See, nothing sucked more than seeing your girlfriend with her ex-fling and unfortunately, you had to deal with it a lot, making sure to always show up to Robin’s competitions and events (though those were kind of mandatory since you were also a high school student). And because life hates you, Robin was always placed like right fucking next to Vickie.

You knew about their past, had been forced to witness their—albeit brief—relationship until they both got tired of dating their personality clone and determined they’d be better off as friends. A couple weeks later, a lonely Robin finally opened her eyes and realized you were right there the whole time and it didn’t take long until you began seeing each other.

That short period of time was kind of the problem. Halfway through your friendship with Robin, you’d realized you were in love with her. You hadn’t known how to feel since you were coming to the realization you were gay, then she came out to you and you suddenly felt ecstatic about your secret. Mostly. 

It was annoying when she began to pay attention to Tammy Thompson but you didn’t get a vibe from her so it didn’t kill you. 

When Steve Harrington started sniffing around her, you weren’t all that bothered, knowing she’d never return his feelings. Then you came out to her. 

You were kind of hoping you’d go right to the confessions of love, kisses and happily ever after but that hadn’t happened. It had been disappointingly realistic; she’d told you she was glad you trusted her and that was that.

Then V ickie was suddenly in Robin’s gravitational pull. She had a boyfriend her entire high school career then of course the moment Robin started liking her, suddenly he wasn’t in the picture anymore. It hurt to see her slowly take your spot in her life. Suddenly, sleepovers with Robin weren’t as frequent and then stopped altogether as she did them with Vickie instead—and it killed you to imagine what they were doing at those sleepovers. She stopped spending time with you, too. It was so noticeable, people would stop and ask you about why you weren’t with her or why she wasn’t around and you just had to awkwardly shrug it off.

When they broke up, she of course came back to you and like some stupid pathetic teenager, you acted like you had no dignity and welcomed her back with open arms, as if she hadn’t abandoned you for some pretty Molly Ringwald lookalike. Two weeks later, she invited you to the fair and kissed you at the top of the Ferris  Wheel. And despite feeling very much so like the second choice, you had kissed her back.

Flash forward to the school pep rally and you were constantly looking over your shoulder, at the area of the stands the band was occupying, where your girlfriend was being chatted up by the pretty redhead. You knew they were still on friendly terms and you wouldn’t tell Robin but it bothered you.

It bothered you so bad, your eyes would always get a little shiny due to how stupidly butt hurt seeing them together made you, all because they looked good.

They looked like they went with each other. Sure, people wouldn’t look at the two girls and think they were a couple since that would go against, like, the homo sapiens agenda or something, but to those who were like you, it would be immediately apparent they made a pretty couple. 

No one would think that about the two of you. Because you didn’t look like Vickie. Or like Robin.

You got so in your head about it, you started to feel sick. You’d informed the teacher whose class you’d come to the pep rally with you weren’t feeling well and quickly slipped off to the nurse’s office.

 You hadn’t gone unnoticed.

Since she was just a high school nurse, she’d told you to lay down on one of the uncomfortable gurney-thingies until you felt better. You’d closed the curtain to your area and cried there for a good hour before she eventually called your parents to pick you up, only disturbing you to gently inform you on when they had arrived and were waiting for you at the front office. You huffed out a sigh and got up, grabbing your backpack, you yanked the curtain open.

You inhaled sharply when you immediately locked eyes with your girlfriend sitting on one of the chairs lining the wall. Suddenly, you were very conscious of the black mascara trails under your eyes and cheeks.

You made sure the nurse was in her personal office and out of hearing range before asking, “What are you doing here?”

“I’m sick,” she grinned sheepishly, obviously not sick as she waved a note she’d received from her teacher. “I saw you leave the gym earlier and I got worried. As soon as we got back to class and I got out of that stank band uniform, I decided I was sick, which I mean isn’t totally untrue since I’m worried sick about you and I needed to make sure you were okay.” 

You felt your face get hot, “Well, I’m okay.” Liar.

Robin pursed her lips, not believing you for one second. 

“Are you sure?” Because it didn’t look like it, it was obvious to her you’d been crying and the fact you were attempting to play it off made her more concerned. You always told her when there was something wrong, always talked to her. 

“Yeah, I’m fine. Was just . . . It’s nothing.” You didn’t want to make a big deal out of it. You’d done this to yourself, anyways.

She glanced around to make sure you two were still alone before she got up from the chair, leaning in to whisper, “You know you can tell me anything, right?” 

Robin even had the metaphorical balls to reach out and cup your cheek, thumb swiping along your cheek and smearing the mascara trail. Daring, considering neither of you were publicly out since the Midwest wasn’t so kind about it. Showing affection in public places was a dangerous move but Robin needed to touch you, comfort you.

You sniffled and caved, “I just—I saw you and Vickie together and you just looked. . .” 

You trailed off as the stupid tears began to form on your waterline again, “You looked like you go together, like you belong together.”

Robin frowned, displeased with what you were subjecting yourself to. She had no more romantic interest in Vickie, it was purely platonic. Truth be told, she didn’t really like interacting with her all that much, it was kind of awkward since Vickie would just start word-vomiting. Before, it was endearing to her but after their relationship had ended, the word-vomiting wasn’t out of nerves, it was due to awkwardness. Neither one of them was sure how to continue on being friends since they hadn’t been friends in the first place so it was just terribly awkward and usually one-sided conversation.

“Well we don’t. I belong with you.” It was surprisingly firm, something you were unused to hearing come from Robin unless she was annoyed.

It looked like she was going to say more but the nurse popped her head out of her office and you both sprang apart.

“Dear, you’re still here? I thought you’d left to go home already.”

“I’m on my way out,” You promised, heart beating wildly at having almost been caught. It seemed to satisfy her, she disappeared again, leaving you and Robin to trade that was close looks.

“Can I come over tonight?” Robin blurted out, hands twitching at her side, wanting nothing more than to hold your face again.

You nodded, pulling the straps of your backpack on.

She looked relieved and almost leaned in, no doubt to give you a kiss, before she caught herself. “Okay, I’ll see you soon?”

“Yeah,” you whispered out before scurrying out of the room.

You’d told your parents your illness was just some bad cramps, so they had no problem letting Robin come over. It meant they didn’t have to deal with your mood swings since you weren’t notoriously friendly during that time of the month.

Later that night, when Robin walked into your room, the first thing she did was lock your bedroom door.

“Alright, you beautiful human being.” She awkwardly tried kicking her converse off and cursed under her breath when she couldn’t because of how tightly they were laced. After she aggressively pulled at the laces, she yanked them off her feet and fell back on your bed, leaning back on her arm. She parted her legs and tapped the space on your blankets between them. “C’mere.”

You immediately crawled over, ready to straddle her but she tutted, manhandling you until your back was to her chest and you were staring at your reflections in the mirror attached to your dresser. 

“There we go,” She chirped, arms wrapping under your bust as her chin settled over your shoulder. “See, I don’t ever want to invalidate your feelings because I love you, but it’s mind boggling to me that you would think Vickie and I look good together when we so obviously look like soulmates.”

You frowned at her reflection, “We do?”

“Oh, we do. You and I look so good together. Of course, mostly because you’re so freaking pretty,” She didn’t break eye contact as she pressed a kiss to your neck. Her lips didn’t leave the area, “And it kills me that you can’t seem to see that.”

That does it.

You burst out laughing, nose scrunching and body shaking as you let your weight collapse back into her. Robin rolled her eyes, unwinding her arms from around you so she could lean back on her hands to wait for you to calm down.

“I’m sorry!” You croaked out, still laughing like a hyena. In your fit, you ended up falling of the bed, back to your carpet as joy filled every cavern of your chest. 

Her lips pursed comically, obviously trying to hold back her own smile. She knew what had been the cause of your case of the cackles, Robin could be bossy and she was hot, you thought she was so hot, but.

But. But. But.

She could not be intentionally sexy. On accident? Sure. On purpose??? Not so much. And you didn’t mean the way she dressed, which was hot too. She just couldn’t be very dominating. It was cute when she tried, because you knew she was trying so very hard to not be awkward. 

“I’ll wait,” The way she said it, like a substitute teacher who couldn’t wrangle their class was intentional, she even sat up and clasped her hands in her lap.

“I’m sorry,” You apologized once more, sitting up as your laughter turned to giggles. Once those were under control and you were smiling like an idiot, you knee-waddled back over to her. Robin made sure to keep you at bay with her hands outstretched to block access to her lap. “C’mon, tell me all about it!” 

“No, you lost that privilege.” There was no sincerity to it, her pretty mauve lips were curled into a teasing smile. “Go laugh some more.”

“Please?” You asked, eyelashes batting up at her. She was a sucker for your eyes—and really looking forward to sex—so she caved immediately, though you didn’t climb back onto your spot, choosing to tackle her to the bed and pin her hands to the bed instead as the both of you laughed.

You were about to trail your hands lower, towards her armpits where you knew she was the most ticklish when your brain registered she wasn’t not laughing anymore. You blinked down at her, taking in the shift of the atmosphere.

Robin was staring up at you, blue eyes full of adoration, reverence, her lips parted a little almost like they were frozen around a soft gasp. She was looking at you like she couldn’t believe you existed, let alone existed as her girlfriend. 

She’d had her fair share of crushes, dream girls, likes-at-first-sights. Had one prior relationship, one that made her long for the formers just because of how much work she hadn’t known went into relationships. 

Vickie was nice, sweet and a little too much like her. It was annoying, she’d begun to think Vickie was annoying and that was when she realized how unfair she was being. Ever see those tv shows where the best friends are so in sync, they’re talking in unison? Constantly saying the same thing at the same time? Yeah, there was a reason why they were just friends. It’s cute the first couple of times, creepy and agitating the rest.

She’d felt like such a failure when they called it quits, though. Robin finally had one of the dream girls interested and it didn’t work out. It felt real shitty. She vowed to go easier on Steve, if he felt like that all the time, he deserved a break from her antagonizing.

Then you happened. Well, you were always there, swooping in when Barb had abandoned her in favor of being friends with Nancy—okay, that was a little mean, Robin could have easily interacted with both, she was just in her ‘I’m not like those girls’ phase, which you put up with—didn’t even seem to mind when she started hanging out a little more with Steve than she did with you (you did, just hurt in silence), always answered your phone when she needed you, like you had some sort of Robin Senses. 

Yeah, you were always there. Hadn’t even been doing anything when she came to the realization. You’d been laughing at some memory Jonathan and Will had been telling, your hyena cackle echoing in Nancy’s basement and Robin had the most tit-clutching thought about how much she loved your laugh, how much she loved you.

And she knew she had a chance with you—or at least fit the demographic you wanted to appeal to—so she hadn’t hesitated, not willing to waste a single second. She’d been stupid in love and somehow gayer ever since.

“I do, though.” She rasped out into the tension filled air between the two of you.

“Huh?” Came your very in-sexy reply.

“I wish you could see yourself the way I see you,” your hold on her loosened as she rose from the bed and you found yourself once more perched in her lap as she whispered your name, “You’re . . . Everything.”

The emotion she conveyed behind it had slick pooling in the heat between your thighs.

You didn’t protest when she maneuvered you back into position, staring at her reflection in the mirror. 

“Eyes on you,” She commanded and your gaze darted to the side, to stare into your own eyes. Your breath hitched as she undid the buckles to your overalls and you lifted your hips to help her push them down your thighs, body temperature rising the moment they hit the floor. 

“Pretty,” She commented as she hooked a finger into the side of your yellow panties and you winced, wishing you’d gone with one of the few sexy pairs you had instead of just a cotton pair. They weren’t as easy to get off, you’d thoroughly soaked the center so they stuck to your labia. When she’d managed to pull them away, down the meat of your thighs, a thick, clear string of your slick refused to part with them, Robin had to run her fingers through it to sever the connection and her whimper did nothing to help with your waterpark down there.

“Okay—Jesus—I know I’m not really great at sounding super sexy with my words, but babe, thatwassofuckinghotohmygod.” She hadn’t even pulled your panties completely off yet, they remained just above your knees since she couldn’t be bothered to do anything but rub your excitement between her fingers. 

Oh. Your mouth dropped open, as you watched her suck her digits into her mouth, eyes fluttering closed as she hummed around them before pulling them back out, tongue pressing against the roof of her mouth to savor the taste of you.

“And you taste so fucking good, too. It’s not fair.” She whined before she went straight to business, ring and middle finger reaching down to nudge at your clit and when you inhaled sharply, she began teasing it, rubbing little circles into the sensitive patch of nerves.

Your head dropped back onto her shoulder as you whimpered.

“Uh-uh, eyes on the mirror, babe.” Her ministrations slowed, forcing you to raise your head and stare at your disheveled reflection. Your forehead was beginning to shine, sweat already beginning to break through your skin. 

The moan that came out of you when her fingers dipped low, past your clit to rub at your hole was near pornographic and Robin had to quickly slap her free hand over your mouth, refusing to stop the descent of her fingers but unwilling to have your parents ruin it.

“Shh, baby, you have to be quiet,” She whispered against your ear, pressing a kiss to the skin behind it.

“I can’t,” you whined against her palm, smothering another one of those moans against her palm when her middle finger slipped easily inside of you followed shortly by her ring finger. She was ruthless, plunging, curling and dragging them against your walls, “‘s so good!”

It wasn’t long before the sound was apparent, a delicious squelch every time her nimble fingers plunged in and out, never fully leaving the warmth of your cunt. 

“Almost there,” she sighed out, breath hot against your neck. Robin licked her lips, brows furrowed as she reached a little deeper, fighting off a proud smirk when she heard you keen, chest heaving—and yeah, she kind of regretted not taking your shirt off so she could stare at your tits but another time—as she finally found that spongy spot inside of you, finger pads pressing insistently at it.

Just like magic, you melted; body going lax as you relaxed completely into her embrace. Robin loved to get you like this, you always became so pliant when she found your g-spot, like a ragdoll Robin could have her way with. It also meant she was finger fucking you so good you legitimately couldn’t form words, could barely make a sound, forced to pant out huh-huh-huhs as she bullied your pussy, thumb coming in to the mix to play with your clit and resume those tight circles from earlier.

“There we go,” she let out a breathless laugh and your head lulled to the side, body puddy in her hands and thighs quaking over hers. “You gonna come for me? Squeezing my fingers awful tight.”

You were about to try to tell her to shut up, or maybe beg for her not to stop when your eyes locked on the mirror again, gaze taking in your sweaty face once more before glancing at Robin’s reflection. She wasn’t staring back at you, no, her gaze was locked on the reflection of what her hands were doing between your thighs. That area of the mirror ended up attracting your attention, too.

It was completely obscene, you could see your slick coating your inner thighs, your mound and her fingers every time she pulled them out, pale skin and pink knuckles glittering with your wetness, a contrast to the dark shade of your legs surrounding them. Even her thumb was coated, pressing it into your clit as she massaged it. A beautiful mess, while it was clearly your body and you could simply look down to see her taking you so thoroughly apart, it was somehow more vulnerable to see it happening to your reflection, to the pretty, sweaty girl sat on your girlfriend’s lap.

You really were beautiful. 

You choked on a moan, eyes squeezing shut as your orgasm hit you hard and Robin cursed under her breath as you pulsed around her fingers, squeezing, squeezing, squeezing.

She didn’t relent even as she felt you get wetter, rubbing furiously at your clit to prolong it for you, didn’t stop until you whined and reached a hand down to yank hers out of you when it became too much. 

Robin pressed a smattering of kisses to your hairline as you heaved, then turned her head to the side as she sucked your spend off your fingers like honey, making sure they were coated in her spit and she hadn’t let any of it go to waste. 

You watched her reflection, took in how pleased she looked with herself before those pretty blue eyes were on you again, winking at you through the mirror.

“Told you we look good together.”

[sparklesandsonicrainbooms]

"I have it planned to happen on Friday, between 7:00 P.M. until 11:00 P.M., or even later than 11:00 P.M. If that time doesn't work well for you, please let me know. And you're welcome! Happy Hanukkah to you, Molly Thompson! And it will be happen at the Ballroom at Canterlot Island, by the way. Happy new year to you too!" Jackie Howard says.

“So, are you celebrating Christmas Day? Or any of the Winter holidays? I was planning on throwing a holiday party, and I’d love it if you could come to it. But I completely understand if you don’t want to go to my party. My name is Jackie Howard, by the way. It’s a pleasure to meet you. What’s your name? And can you come to my party?” Jackie Howard asks the other person that she looked at. @forgottenfriendshipstarters

[arrogantfilmdirector]

"Well, technically ever since I was about ten-years-old. My name is Thomas 'Tommy' Pickles, and it is a pleasure to meet you too. I would just need to give you a screenplay that I wrote myself, and we work out on which times, and dates would be the best times, and dates for us to meet each other. I have a job, at the Equestria Land's Gift Shop, but my days off are on the weekends, for an example. So, every Saturdays, and Sundays. What days are you most available? Thank you!" 'Tommy' said to her.

“So, uh, do you want to star in a Christmas film for me?” ‘Tommy’ asked the person standing near him. “I’m a director. Well, I’m hoping to become one anyways.” ‘Tommy’ said to the other person. @forgottenfriendshipstarters​

[goldstcrsfm]

"Honestly, I don't know if we will ever get the true reason, but some people who said that they had came from a magical place have guessed that maybe it could be a teleportation spell, or something like that. It's a pleasure to meet you as well, Molly. And my name is Carrie Wilson. That's all that I have heard, though." Carrie Wilson responded to Molly.

The holiday stress was getting to a lot of the citizens on Canterlot Island, and Carrie Wilson still doesn’t know what is she even doing here. It just seemed to everyone that no one knew why they are here. And some people had lost some of their memories, or maybe even all of their memories. She was in some sort of a trance, when someone had placed their hand on her shoulder. Carrie Wilson’s little trance had ended. She looked at them. “What? I’m sorry. I wasn’t able to listen to what you had said to me. I mean, if you had said anything to me. Why are you here?” Carrie Wilson asked them. @forgottenfriendshipstarters​

[fairytaleswtm]

"My name is Princess Zephyrina ‘Zipp’ Storm, and you can sit next to me. No one's going to sit there. It's a pleasure to meet you too, Molly Thompson. This place is pretty crowded here. Have you seen anyone that you know of here on Canterlot Island yet?" Princess Zephyrina ‘Zipp’ Storm asked Molly Thompson.

“Is this seat taken?” Molly Thompson asked to the person who is nearby her. “I was just wondering if you would be fine with me sitting next to you? If not, that’s totally understandable. Everywhere else is full. My name is Molly Thompson. What is your name? It’s great to meet you though!” Molly Thompson looked at the other person who is still nearby her. @forgottenfriendshipstarters​

[karleysmultimuseblog]

"That's confusing. You just look like someone that I know of. But you can sit here. My name is Rarity. And it's a pleasure to meet you. No one is sitting next to me though." Rarity replied, and she still felt very confused as she looked at the individual.

“Is this seat taken?” Molly Thompson asked to the person who is nearby her. “I was just wondering if you would be fine with me sitting next to you? If not, that’s totally understandable. Everywhere else is full. My name is Molly Thompson. What is your name? It’s great to meet you though!” Molly Thompson looked at the other person who is still nearby her. @forgottenfriendshipstarters​

[serenityrpgfm]

"My name is Ty Lee, and it's a pleasure to meet you too! No, I'm not reserving that seat for anyone. Go ahead and sit next to me. I'm fine with that." Ty Lee responded. "It's a pretty busy place here, huh? I wasn't expecting to see so many people here." Ty Lee said.

“Is this seat taken?” Molly Thompson asked to the person who is nearby her. “I was just wondering if you would be fine with me sitting next to you? If not, that’s totally understandable. Everywhere else is full. My name is Molly Thompson. What is your name? It’s great to meet you though!” Molly Thompson looked at the other person who is still nearby her. @forgottenfriendshipstarters​

[valiantfm]

"It's not taken. Yes, you may sit here next to me. And my name is Kyra Kim. It is a pleasure to meet you, Molly Thompson. I can move my belongings for you though. It's really no problem." Kyra Kim said to her, as she moved her bag off of the extra chair that no one was sitting on. "So, how long have you been living here for?" Kyra Kim asked Molly Thompson.

“Is this seat taken?” Molly Thompson asked to the person who is nearby her. “I was just wondering if you would be fine with me sitting next to you? If not, that’s totally understandable. Everywhere else is full. My name is Molly Thompson. What is your name? It’s great to meet you though!” Molly Thompson looked at the other person who is still nearby her. @forgottenfriendshipstarters​

[fadedstarsfm]

"The seat next to me isn't being saved for anyone. You can feel free to sit next to me. Sure. You're welcome to sit next to me. My name is Tanya. It's great to meet you too, Molly." Tanya replied.

“Is this seat taken?” Molly Thompson asked to the person who is nearby her. “I was just wondering if you would be fine with me sitting next to you? If not, that’s totally understandable. Everywhere else is full. My name is Molly Thompson. What is your name? It’s great to meet you though!” Molly Thompson looked at the other person who is still nearby her. @forgottenfriendshipstarters​

[paigesmultimuseblog]

Princess Audrey glanced quickly over at the other person. "Okay! That's fine with me! And no, I'm not saving this seat for anyone that I know of. My name is Princess Audrey. It's great to meet you too, Molly!" Princess Audrey moved her belongings off of the extra seat next to her.

“Is this seat taken?” Molly Thompson asked to the person who is nearby her. “I was just wondering if you would be fine with me sitting next to you? If not, that’s totally understandable. Everywhere else is full. My name is Molly Thompson. What is your name? It’s great to meet you though!” Molly Thompson looked at the other person who is still nearby her. @forgottenfriendshipstarters​

[valiantfm]

"You're welcome. I have only been living here for the past two weeks. I don't remember how I had arrived to Canterlot Island either. Hm. I have never heard of that place before. I was originally living in the Fire Nation." Kyra Kim replied.

“Is this seat taken?” Molly Thompson asked to the person who is nearby her. “I was just wondering if you would be fine with me sitting next to you? If not, that’s totally understandable. Everywhere else is full. My name is Molly Thompson. What is your name? It’s great to meet you though!” Molly Thompson looked at the other person who is still nearby her. @forgottenfriendshipstarters​

[serenityrpgfm]

"Oh, I was originally from the Fire Nation. And you're welcome! Ah, that was in China. What about you? Where were you living before you had suddenly arrived to Canterlot Island?" Ty Lee asked.

“Is this seat taken?” Molly Thompson asked to the person who is nearby her. “I was just wondering if you would be fine with me sitting next to you? If not, that’s totally understandable. Everywhere else is full. My name is Molly Thompson. What is your name? It’s great to meet you though!” Molly Thompson looked at the other person who is still nearby her. @forgottenfriendshipstarters​

[goldstcrsfm]

"I wasn't actually expecting that to be true either, and yes! I love this Winter festival, and the decorations are so amazing. And the hot chocolate stand is definitely my favorite. What about you? Are you enjoying this Winter festival?" Carrie Wilson asked.

The holiday stress was getting to a lot of the citizens on Canterlot Island, and Carrie Wilson still doesn’t know what is she even doing here. It just seemed to everyone that no one knew why they are here. And some people had lost some of their memories, or maybe even all of their memories. She was in some sort of a trance, when someone had placed their hand on her shoulder. Carrie Wilson’s little trance had ended. She looked at them. “What? I’m sorry. I wasn’t able to listen to what you had said to me. I mean, if you had said anything to me. Why are you here?” Carrie Wilson asked them. @forgottenfriendshipstarters​