//Seriously wish that Persons Unknown and 666 Park Avenue had been renewed for more seasons…
//Today has been… FAR less than perfect… I’m not sure if I want to RP or just let Fae run amuck. Anyone around?
WHY ARENT THERE ADULT-SIZED PLAYGROUNDS
LIKE EVERYTHING IS THE SAME AS A KIDS PLAYGROUND
WHY DO WE NOT HAVE THOSE
theme parks. just. theme parks.
but u have to pay for theme parks
that’s the adult part
son of a bitch
ladies and gentlemen, behold
the St. Louis City Museum:
Playground for adults and children.
They even serve alcohol.
I know where we’re going guys
After a miscarriage of our characters’ child, my character has been locked up in their room for days, not eating. What does your character do?
She stared up at the ceiling with a blank expression while holding the pillow close to her chest, she closed her eyes for a moment while wondering to herself what went wrong. The empath could vividly remember things were going so well with the growing child in her stomach, it was one of the happiest day she ever experience. But then the next… she could no longer feel her baby’s energy as she awoke in her own pool of blood.
It was far too late to save anything as soon as they got to the hospital.
She clutched the pillow more tightly, clenching her eyes shut before hearing the door knocking softly. She slowly sat up and stared at it for a moment, letting out a soft sigh when she heard Faora’s voice coming from the other side.
And for the first time ever since they got back home, Raven went over to the door and open it before she quickly fell into the Kryptonian’s arms and sobbed in her shoulder.
"We were so careful to make this work!" she exclaimed loudly, clinging onto her more tightly like a child as she buried her face deeper into her shoulder with warm tears running down on her cheeks rapidly. "And I could have saved our precious baby!" She added hysterically, shaking her head several times before collapsing down on the ground.
"It…it isn’t fair," she said, choking out her words as her voice suddenly got quieter and she started to tremble in her hold. "Why must fate keep being so cruel to me?"
Faora wrapped her arms around her wife tightly and let her hands thread through her long locks. She felt at a loss, as if there was nothing she could say or do that would ease her wife’s pain… but she had to at least try to comfort her.
"I love you so much… so so much." She buried her face into her wife’s hair and inhaled, trying her best to provide some sort of comfort to Raven. "I hurt too, baby…"