As I walk down the streets of London in my RAF uniform early in the morning. I watch the sunrise light up the trees that are already changing colour and losing some of their leaves. An old man comes up to me and stops me to shake my hand. “Thank you for your service,” he says making a show of acknowledging the Canadian flag on my uniform. “The Blitz was a hard time and I’m glad it’s finally over.” He continues as I return the handshake and I force a smile. “Just doing my duty sir. Have a great day.”

"I can't believe it's been 4 months since The Blitz finally ended. The city still looks ruined." I say to myself as I return deep into my thoughts and keep walking.

I work my way through the streets and walk so many blocks just to go see a girl. Right now she’s the best thing in my life and all she does is smile at me and bring me coffee and breakfast in the morning. The first time I saw you was on my first day of leave and I was a wreck. I went to the coffee house you work at and as soon as I saw you I smiled and forgot the world for a few moments. I was captivated by your smile, your laugh, and the way your body moves.

Today I’m going to ask you to show me the town and get to know her. Maybe even invite her to back to my place where I could get to know her a bit more. I only have one more night of leave before I need to return to duty and I fantasize about spending all of it with you. I fantasize about spending time with you, joking around with you to coax out that adorable laugh you have and I also fantasize about running my hand gently down your naked body feeling how soft your skin is and just losing myself in you. Forgetting the war for just one night.

I turn a corner continuing on my way and end up in a ruined city block. I stop and look at the damage and feel a pang of guilt and dread that aggressively rips me out of my fantasy. I always feel like it's my fault personally that this city block was ruined. As if I had got in my fighter sooner I could have somehow single handily fought off the Luftwaffe. It's a ridiculous thought but it still keeps me up at night.

It's been a few months now since The Blitz finally ended and I still have trouble sleeping at night. The nightmares wake me up in the middle of the night, flashbacks to the sirens signalling everyone needs to get to the bomb shelter or being on stand by and suddenly given the order that we need to scramble our fighters again already.

Once the guilt subsided it was quickly replaced by a pang of loneliness. I'm so far from home, I've made some pals of the other pilots but I don't hang out with them outside of the bunks or the airfield. I miss home and my family. I'm still single and still live with them back at home and being the oldest of 6 siblings I have had to help keep things in order. I can only imagine how they're managing without me.

I know I'm overdue to write a letter home and I have been drafting something to say to them for a week now. I have just been carrying it in my pocket unfinished. Every time I start to write I miss home even more and can't find anything to say. Still, every morning while I’m visiting you I try again.

After a few more minutes of walking, I arrive at the little coffee-house right as they opened up and I see that you're working today. As I open the door and make eye contact with you I genuinely smile and stand up straighter. You are the reason I keep coming back here.

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This one is a bit long and a kind of a slow prompt but if you stuck with it this far then it might be the RP for you.

Send me a message with your character description and where your character is coming from for this. This could be a long term or short term RP, I’m pretty open for either on this prompt.

My character description: I am a Canadian volunteer pilot in the Royal Canadian Air Force stationed outside of London named Hugh. I am average build and height, I have brown hair, green eyes and today I'm casually dressed and have an already growing in a bit of a beard from being off duty from being on some much-needed leave. I used to be so high energy back home but now I'm just tired, and it shows with the bags under my eyes. I'm only 23 but I feel like I could look 35 right now.

Kink list: Ass grabbing/light spanking, facials/body shots, big tits, tit jobs, public attention.

Under 18 is definitely a no, as well as bathroom stuff, animals, blood, gore, and vore.

I like to focus on the story and developing characters so it is a slow build and tension can happen and they payoff get sweeter. If the RP takes place in an existing setting I like the RP to take advantage of things and places more than existing characters. I'd be interested in just a regular slice of life RP, sci-fi, or fantasy. I'll try just about anything.