Your OC Gives Advice To The OC Above!

Posted 5 months, 26 days ago (Edited 5 months, 26 days ago) by Vapor

RULE UPDATE [8/3/2022]


A remake of dogstarlite's former thread made with his permission!   Another self-explanatory thread. Your character needs some help with something and needs advice -- so they ask the character below them for some!


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  • Keep NSFW to a minimum -- suggestions, implications, and innuendos are generally fine, but keep in mind that minors have access to this thread.
    • Romantic interactions are allowed, but only between adult characters.
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Ophelia melodiemori

"Make her like you?" Ophelia echoed incredulously, her eyebrows furrowing. Once the words escaped her mouth, she couldn't help but to chuckle and shake her head. As much as she might want to judge Keegan's choice of words, she knew that deep down she had no place to do so. She used to think like that too, when she was younger. Those were the days when the wings on her back didn't weigh her down, when everything seemed so much simpler. 

Unfortunately, things weren't too simple anymore. 

Clearing her throat and trying to push thoughts of the past away, Ophelia leaned forward and looked Keegan in the eye. 

"Listen man, I hate to burst your bubble, but ya can't really make people like you. That's not really how that works." As she spoke, she searched Keegan's face for any reaction at all. Her brown eyes glistened warmly - gentle and welcoming, perhaps to take away from the slight sting of her words. "Nobody can make anyone like anyone, y'know? And manipulating someone into liking you isn't very charming either. Buuuut... that doesn't mean you can't try to see where things go. The best thing I can say to do is to just... be yourself. You should give her a chance to love you, but especially the best version of you. And of course, you don't know that she doesn't already have feelings for you. If she likes flowers, go ahead and get her flowers, man. It's not too forward unless you're trynna hide how you feel. And I wouldn't recommend that. Be straightforward, y'know?" 

Ophelia paused, pressing her lips together. Was she saying too much? Did anything coming out of her mouth even make sense? Rubbing her hands together, she offered Keegan a crooked smile. 

"Listen, I wouldn't stress too much about it. In the end, you can't really control her feelings toward you. The most you can really do is be yourself, tell her how you feel when you're ready, and hope. If she doesn't feel the same, there isn't any reason you can't still be friends. I'd be happy enough to be friends with my crush, honestly. Hey, you got this though. I wish you the best." 


"So uhh... what do I do if I can't forget the past?" Ophelia asked softly, her eyes fixated on her hands. There was something about the way that she stared that made it seem as though she wasn't entirely present. "And don't just say therapy, 'cause I don't really... I don't think I need that. I don't have access to it, anyways. So, what the hell am I supposed to do? 'Cause this haunts me constantly it - it affects me in ways I haven't even talked about to my girlfriend yet. It's ripping me apart from the inside out, but I don't know what to do about it besides to just... let it be." 

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Shrike Vapor

"HOOGHHHH. Ha. Ah. The..." Shrike trailed off. It was one thing, it being so cold she could feel it in the core of her biceps and her... everything. But, it was also daytime. And so, more tweaked out than usual, she was scarcely able to keep Haru's gaze. This was too much work, too much thinking, for one woman.

But, coffee from dearest Algernon -- that would solve everything, would it not?

So, there she sat at a table not far from where the barista stood, clutching her cup of coffee as if it were the only thing keep her grounded. It very well might have been. His voice was so very calming, so relaxing, that she had half a mind to... conk out there. But, he asked her a question, and in her delirium, she laughed, for whatever reason. Pumpkin spice lattes were a staple of autumn. But what else?

What else, Shrike?

"..Hah!" She exhaled sharply through her mouth upon that last laugh. "Pumpkin spice is..! Is so good... I think I am! Wanting!!! Okay, listen to me! You should make maple lattes. With the. The. Clove! And the maple syrup..! Something warm! The Mexican hot chocolate! But make it! A mocha! Have you had those before?! They make me feel something! Sir!" Something that wasn't nausea. It was starting to creep in.

"..Yes! Mexico-- Mexican! Mexican mocha!! With the cayenne pepper!! OkayIneedtoreallygotothebathroombye."


"I HAVE NOT SLEPT IN SIXTY HOURS PLEASE HELP ME." she shrieked at the other person, throaty, almost panicky, still grinning, "I AM! STARTING TO THINK! I CAN READ MINDS!"