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OOC: It’s been a while, hasn’t it? 

I’m 100% sure this blog is rather irrelevant now, but to those who have been wondering: yes, I’ve been incredibly busy. Many things have happened in the last 9 months, and while some of that involved stuff from a different fandom and I thought I’d be able to maintain my Coraline blog, the result simply faded into this: I’ve grown quite disenchanted with tumblr rp. 

Make no mistake, I still love my muses immensely. I still rp them on other platforms, or write drabbles. But the thought of coming on to tumblr to do drafts seems...mmm. Redundant. Unappealing. 

That’s nothing anyone here did, though, and I’m so sorry to disappoint anyone who was hoping for my return! But as it stands, I’m afraid Coraline, and all of my other blogs, will be on indefinite hiatus. Perhaps one day I’ll come back, but only time will tell. I’m moving. I’ve been accepted to grad school. There’s a lot on my plate. 

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general information:

Full Name:  Melissa (Mel) Jones

Maiden Name: Hatcher

Nickname(s): Mel

Date of Birth: December 18th

Nationality: American

Ethnicity: Caucasian

Occupation: None

Religion: Atheist 

Sexuality: Hetrosexual

appearance:

Face Claim: J.aimie A.lexander (with a slight edit for that signature mole)

Height: 5′5″

Weight: 150 lbs

Hair Color: Black

Eye Color: Brown

Distinguishing Features: Mole on left side above lip

background:

Hometown: Pontiac, Michigan

Current Residence: Ashland, Oregon

Financial Status: Middle class, though on the lower end of it

Education Level: Bachelor of Arts degree in English

Father: Jacob Hatcher

Mother: Marissa Hatcher

Siblings: None 

Spouse: Charlie Jones

Children: Coraline Jones

tagged by:  @rondeursx​/ @scorpiontongued​

                                      HE’S  NEVER  HUGGED SOMEONE  so  suddenly  and  quickly  before  in  his  life. True,  she  did  startle  him  initially  —  here  he  is  minding  his  own  business,  flicking  through  tunes  on  his  iPhone,  contemplating  what  sort  of  CHAOS  he’s  going  to  get  into  today,  when  a  pair  of  lithe  little  hands  clap  over  umber  gaze.  But  he’d  know  that  voice  &   blue  nail  polish  anywhere.  “CORA!”  It  comes  out  way  louder  than  he  was  expecting,  but  he  doesn’t  think  he  can  be  blamed  for  missing  her.  Arms  entangle  ‘round  the  girl’s  frame,  drag  her  closer  so  he  can  bury  her  in  his  embrace,  presses  little  kisses  to  her  cheeks  and  neck  and  whatever  bits  of  her  face  he  can  find   while  hugging  her  at  the  same  time.  Suddenly  this  day  is  looking   A  LOT  brighter.  “Babe!  How  long  have  y’been  home?!”  Not  that  it  matters,  and  then  comes  his  hands,  rough  and  calloused,  making  to  cup  her  cheeks  and  smooch  her.  “We’s  gotta  get  fast  food  t’celebrate,  our  usual  spot!!  I  missed  y’so  much!”

SHE’S LUCKY ENOUGH TO SNEAK UP BEHIND HIM. Her hands cover his eyes for a brief moment, but she’s quick to tell him who’s caught him by surprise ( while she’s not above frightening him, she doesn’t want to cause him too much of a panic ). “Guess who’s back from Michigan?” 

List the  TOP TEN SONGS YOU’VE BEEN LISTENING TO LATELY    and then tag 10 mutuals

Taylor Swift, Look What You Made Me Do

Icon For Hire, Nerves

Icon For Hire, Pulse

Kerli, Feral Hearts

Blake Shelton, Sangria

Michael Jackson, Billie Jean

Lady Gaga, I Like It Rough

Panic! At The Disco, Don’t Threaten Me With A Good Time

Sabrina Carpenter, Thumbs

               “  .  .  .  are you okay?”  The disabled Monokuma now SPARKING at his feet had been close enough to rip her open; his timing has never been quite so perfect though now he’s had to go and destroy one of his own damn machines.  “Not a good time to get caught on your own with these things running about.”  //  @stxtchedwithadventure.

A nod, then Genubris stood again, clearing his throat and straightening his suit. 

“Now, about that coffee…” He tried, hoping to change the subject.

Oblux nudged his side, trying not to giggle, but still grinning. He rolled his eyes and pushed her back. Of course she wouldn’t let his moment of kindness go anytime soon.

“I’m sorry as well. I can feel the pain of the scars, but I am not as aware of pain as Genubris is.” She said, offering a comforting smile. “I think after the bonding the two of you had, though, we can try to get to know each other on a ‘not as sad’ level.”

The word ‘bonding’ elicited a scoff from Genubris, but he couldn’t deny that she was wrong. Even as a torturer in hell, and one who abused weakness… Coraline was young and innocent. He had great distaste for children, but she was past that age of being considered a ‘child’ and in the age of learning from mistakes. He just wished she hadn’t have had to make such a horrible one so soon.

“I have chocolate, if that sweetens the deal. I suppose I can share some, if I must…” He offered reluctantly, trying to break his own thoughts. “You can have the cherry ones. Those are my least favorite.”

“As in, he likes them just a little bit less than the others in the box.”

“I am a powerful demon stop talking down about me.”

CORALINE ALLOWS HERSELF A GIGGLE. “Bonding, huh? Is that what that was?” She sounds skeptic, but...leave it to her to have a sentimental moment with a demon. Sounds like a very ‘Coraline-ish’ thing to do. She follows the pair as they begin to walk. 

“So he’s a fan of sweets, then. That’s what you meant earlier, right?” She hadn’t acknowledged Oblux’s comment initially, as she had been too focused on the Beldam ordeal. But now the angel’s words were registering, and Coraline can’t help her smirk. 

“Not exactly something I’d expect out of a demon, but I mean, hey-- to each their own.” She isn’t going to use it to her advantage just yet, but rest assured, she’s taken note of the fact and intends to have sweets handy from now on.