Based on the character(s) you see me play, send me another character you think I could write well

Being abandoned by someone that she held dear even though Shauna had done shitty things. The lie about the father had been a reflex, a fear of getting caught, and the web of lies just kept getting more prominent as time passed. Did I like Jeff? Or did I want you so much that being with Jeff was the closest I could get to you?

The temperature outside the cabin had started to drop over the last hour, causing Shauna to peek through the upstairs attic window. Just go out there and apologize. Shauna crept downstairs past sleeping bodies on the floor, her thin blanket around her small, fragile frame. The snow had not yet started falling, but Shauna could see her own breath as she approached Jackie once she was outside the cabin.

❝     can't     just     turn     it     off,     liv.     ❞     nini     says,     tucking     her     cloth     napkin     into     her     lap     and     picking     up     her     salad     fork.     they     probably     should     have     tabled     the     discussion,     but     nini     was     incensed.     the     way     that     paparazzo     had     leered     at     her     had     her     vexed.     ❝     plus,     i'm     pissed     off.     ❞     

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*SLAMS MY HANDS ON THE TABLE* LISTEN TO ME RIGHT NOW OKAY !!!

pluto i absolutely adore all your guys hello?? listen i found you through Steve and while i absolutely adore him (more on that in a second) i am such a fan of your original (and canon but oc's are my favs imsosorry askdjhasd) muses. i tend to get overwhelmed with multis that have big muse lists but you just have this way with all your characters that i've legit never felt that with you or your muses. shoutout to abigail cause i am in fact obsessed i fear

and your Steve. ohmygod your Steve. i eat all your lore and background for him up, catch me slurping it like spaghetti it's so good. your writing with Steve (also just in general lbr) is so vivid like i can just hear him in my head. top tier, lovelovelove

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if elora weren't scowling before, she certainly is now. "that's stupid." she remarks bitterly. you can't always want what you get; no one would want anything that's been given to elora in her thirty-some years. abuse, torture, illness, loss, homelessness. if it's not one thing, it's another, and usually worse than the last.

❝     better     than     i     know     myself,     probably.     ❞     he     says,     flopping     down     on     the     couch     next     to     her     and     draping     his     arm     over     her     shoulders.     it     had     been     a     long     day     and     he     was     just     happy     to     be     home.     even     happier     to     have     nini     over     after     classes     had     ended.     now,     in     the     common     area     of     his     dorm     building,     he     was     happy     for     the     weekend     to     be     starting.     ❝     how     was     your     day,     neens?     ❞