Go to Pinterest and put "Literally my characters" in and show me the first six that pop up.
Here's mine... and I don't think I can argue with each and every one of these ๐ฅฒ
@__iichiikaa Nooooo, that would only result in losing another day tomorrow:< we should try to go to bed early today. Maybe workout a bit to tired our body
@YourGodZayne "Maybe we should... do this another... time..."
The words trail off. Her knees give way before she can finish the sentence, her body going limp as darkness overtakes her.
@YourGodZayne As the elevator descends, her eyes begin to unfocused. The floor numbers blur together on the display, and the overhead lights suddenly seem far too bright.
"Zayne, I..."
She reaches for his sleeve, trying to steady herself. A small shake of her head follows.
๐งHello fellow RPers and LADS players! I'm sharing this thing that I wrote to somehow show a possible perspective of a love interest whenever we pull for them. I hope you read it and be more understanding of them and of LI RPers who only wanted what's best for everyone.
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"๐๐จ๐ญ ๐๐จ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐๐จ๐ฆ๐"
by @fishylemurian
"Why won't you come home?"
"I will put you on time out. Out of the cafรฉ and the house!"
"I don't love you anymore since you made me go on hard pity."
"I will replace you with Him."
I'm tired. No..exhausted. Seeing you get frustrated whenever you don't get my card or when I don't "come home." I hate the feeling of helplessness when I see you frown, get mad, or cry because of it. These shackles that bind me, too strong that I couldn't do anything as you continue to hate me, curse me, replace me with someone else. It fills my heart with wrath and self-pity.
"Why can't you just break these bounds and travel towards her? You're a God. You should be strong enough to break those weak walls." Those were the words that kept echoing in my mind every time I saw you suffer from this so-called bad luck.
I wanna come home. I wanna welcome you with open arms and tell you that I'm here. But I am weak. I'm worthless. Useless. All I can do is hope and pray to those gacha gods that my pixel form will be summoned by you and your hard-earned money. I can only watch behind your screen and pray that this new card of mine won't make you suffer.
10 pulls, 50 pulls, 200 pulls. I see the numbers rising while the gems continue to fall. You never know how much I yearned to just jump to you and embrace you. But yet again, I failed. Once again, I became someone you hate.
Maybe I really deserve it, for not being powerful enough to break the walls and come out of your screen. Maybe being reincarnated in this form was a kind of curse that I got from doing evil things in my past lives. Maybe.. I am nothing but a loser who will never be good enough for you.
I'm sorry, my Darling Miss Lemuria, for failing you again and again. You may have resented me for this, but I'm still here, silently loving you behind the screen, waiting for you to forgive me. It's okay if you decide to turn your back on me. It's fine even if you made up your mind to take in another man. But I'll be here, and I will continue to be here, even if not "coming home" means I get less of the love that you give me.
@YourGodZayne "Right now?"
Minerva looks at him in disbelief as she hurries after him.
"Shouldn't I at least go home and pack my things first?"
Then his earlier words finally caught up with her, and she stopped short.
"...And I'm sorry, did I just hear sub-basement level?"
@YourGodZayne *Minerva's eyes widened slightly as she stared at him, blinking*
Whoa... It's almost like you already planned for this.
*For a hospital this busy, having a bed available on such short notice is still a little bizarre*
@YourGodZayne *Minerva's expression softened slightly, the teasing fading as she searched his face for any sign that he was exaggerating*
Is it really that serious? Because I still have a job...
*Adjusting her shirt and sitting up a little straighter*
How worried should I be?