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hiĀ all !Ā aĀ reminderĀ thatĀ terfsĀ haveĀ noĀ placeĀ inĀ thisĀ rpc !Ā ifĀ youāreĀ aĀ terf,Ā iĀ automaticallyĀ donātĀ likeĀ you !
Name: Fionn OāConnor
Age: 29
Species: Human
Occupation: Pastry Chef at Paradis.
Gender/Pronouns: Cismale , he/him
Sexuality: Pansexual
Canon or Oc: Oc
Fandom: Fandomless
Season 2 coming soon or nah? š¤
chock-full-of-idiotsā:
Cora reached as far as she could, stretching on tippy toes to reach the last package of Oreos on the top shelf where it was tucked a few inches from the edge. After the day sheād just had, she needed the sweet, sugary catharsis of those cookies as much as she needed the sleep she lacked. Waking up to Cheese Whiz mushing her cheeks with his paws as he cried at the injustice of his empty dish multiple times in the night, sheād given in. What a mistake thatād turned to be as he continued for the rest of the night even louder because she hadnāt let him gorge himself the way he wanted to. Between that and Jared, fucking Jared, managing to fuck up something as simple as sutures and trying to blame her somehow, she was over everything.
Dropping back on flat feet, she stepped back to glare at the package before sighing heavily. Moving closer again, she scrunched down and sprung up in an effort to grab it but only managed to barely touch the edge, pushing it a few centimeters further back. Landing, she managed to lose her balance and landed on her back, almost knocking her head and knocking the air out of her with a grunt. Sitting up, she glared up at the shelfās edge where the much needed therapy in blue packaging mocked her from its high throne. The glare dropped after a second and she pulled her knees up to rest her forehead on them.
āCanāt anything go right?ā she asked the air, completely oblivious to anyone who might have been near.
In a desperate need to get out of the house for even a little while, Isabelle decided to tag along with her grandmother. She had been following the older woman, passing her lighter things along the way, but as they neared the snack isle, she found herself lagging behind then changing course altogether. She knew, logically, that they would stop there eventually, but the desire to grab a coveted bag of Milanos sooner rather than later was just too damn tempting.
Turning into the isle, her mission was nearly forgotten as she spotted a young woman crouching down, her gaze set on a higher shelf with such concentration that Isabelle dared not intrude lest she be on the receiving end of that pounce. So, she stayed back, watching with amusement then horror as the woman not only failed but fell to the floor.
āOh, shit,ā Isabelle whispered and gave Iggy a quick look before making her way over. āYou okay? That looked like a pretty gnarly fall.ā She looked down at the woman then stepped sideways to try and see just what she risked it all for. āDo you need the Oreos? I can grab them for you.ā

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Though the previous winter had been a mild one āunlike the first he encountered in the Statesā Cian could not have been more thrilled with the new arrival of spring. While most days were still chilly, it was nice change of pace and in the last couple of weeks, he could feel the beginning of new life. With no work and the weather being so warm for once, he wasted no time in heading out to the park, eager both to be with nature and enjoy this small glimpse at the eventual summer.
He had been sitting in a tree, playing softly with an instrument Bubbles had given him as a bird chirped along with each slow note when it happened. His shoe, which had been balancing on the same branch he sat on, shifted and fell. Sighing, he stopped his playing and tucked the instrument back into his bag before moving carefully to look at the fallen item. He had just started to consider leaving it there when he spotted a young woman sitting not too far away.
āHey,ā he called out, hoping he wouldn't scare her. āCan you please pass me that shoe?ā
cute-lil-revanantā:
āI donāt think itās stupid. Just because you donāt necessarily believe in something doesnāt mean you canāt take an interest in it. A friend of mine once gave me a tailisman that was meant to ward off evil spirits; I donāt think it actually works, but I still have it hanging on the wall by my front door. Itās also a nice memory since they gave it to me before they moved.ā
Though he would never admit it aloud, it was nice to hear that she didn't think it was stupid for him to carry that deck around. He had tried, here and there, to leave it at home but always came back for it, wanting and needing the connection it brought him. While he still felt dumb putting so much importance on something so incredibly trivial, it was nice feeling like he wasn't so alone in the world. āYeah, you're probably right,ā he agreed with a small nod before picking up his cup once more. He was about to take a sip when she continued, interest piquing enough to have him placing the cup back down otherwise untouched. āA talisman? That's a pretty interesting gift. Does it protect from just unseen spirits or is it suppose to keep bad people out too?ā He, himself, was never a very superstitious person. He never understood the belief people felt in things like talismans or rituals, knowing their affects were purely psychological but that didn't mean it didn't interest him.