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//hey im still setting up but here: https://www.tumblr.com/unsoundpsalms

Notice of Archival + New Blog

//Hi, all-

Here to update and say that yeah, I am for certain done with this blog and will be leaving it. It'll still be here, archived!

I'll be sort of remaking over this weekend, and when that blog is ready I'll link to it, but I'd like to iterate ahead of time my new blog will be extremely private and selective.

It's unlikely I will be following anyone I don't already write with/consider a good friend. I think the burnout I experienced was in part from pushing myself too hard to participate in circles larger than I'm comfortable in. Onlne or offline I've always preferred being in small groups, and shy/cautious about forming new friendships. Which is to say that this change is simply to better suit my needs and wants regarding how I experience my hobby.

Nonmutual followers will be welcome on the new blog! I don't mind people who just enjoy my writing(or endless silly rambles) being there, or ooc asks(within reason)!

Thanks for being here for the duration of this blog's running, regardless. I may have burnt out in the end, but I still feel very positive about my experiences here!

-Toby

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Notice of Archival + New Blog

//Hi, all-

Here to update and say that yeah, I am for certain done with this blog and will be leaving it. It'll still be here, archived!

I'll be sort of remaking over this weekend, and when that blog is ready I'll link to it, but I'd like to iterate ahead of time my new blog will be extremely private and selective.

It's unlikely I will be following anyone I don't already write with/consider a good friend. I think the burnout I experienced was in part from pushing myself too hard to participate in circles larger than I'm comfortable in. Onlne or offline I've always preferred being in small groups, and shy/cautious about forming new friendships. Which is to say that this change is simply to better suit my needs and wants regarding how I experience my hobby.

Nonmutual followers will be welcome on the new blog! I don't mind people who just enjoy my writing(or endless silly rambles) being there, or ooc asks(within reason)!

Thanks for being here for the duration of this blog's running, regardless. I may have burnt out in the end, but I still feel very positive about my experiences here!

-Toby

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Notice of Archival + New Blog

//Hi, all-

Here to update and say that yeah, I am for certain done with this blog and will be leaving it. It'll still be here, archived!

I'll be sort of remaking over this weekend, and when that blog is ready I'll link to it, but I'd like to iterate ahead of time my new blog will be extremely private and selective.

It's unlikely I will be following anyone I don't already write with/consider a good friend. I think the burnout I experienced was in part from pushing myself too hard to participate in circles larger than I'm comfortable in. Onlne or offline I've always preferred being in small groups, and shy/cautious about forming new friendships. Which is to say that this change is simply to better suit my needs and wants regarding how I experience my hobby.

Nonmutual followers will be welcome on the new blog! I don't mind people who just enjoy my writing(or endless silly rambles) being there, or ooc asks(within reason)!

Thanks for being here for the duration of this blog's running, regardless. I may have burnt out in the end, but I still feel very positive about my experiences here!

-Toby

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PINNED //

hey guys I'm not dead, but I won't be coming back to this blog any time soon; I just haven't had any enthusiasm for tumblr rp for a while now and am more comfortable doing cozy one on one rps with friends atm!

this blog is staying up at least for archival purposes, and mutuals/friends from here who dont have me on discord can ask me for mine! hope you all are taking care of yourselves! You cant also find me on my personal/ooc acct, captainsquality.

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//HI IM ALIVE. I was actually gonna try to do replies this weekend but uhhh well! My mom had to take my dad to the dr w stomach pain and it turned out to be a gallbladder infection and so within four hours on friday while I was ASLEEP, NAPPING, she left a note and they went and ended up at the ER and he had literal surgery,

anyway hes still in recovery at the hospital and mom is with him, he's having some not great numbers w some of his blood levels and has been feeling rly rucky and had a fever overnight. but for now it doesnt seem to be anything dramatic/urgent beyond 'we are keeping him for observation and medication longer than initially planned'

i am just. tired! and stressed!

u can find me on disk orb tho, as well as my ooc/personal acct, @//captainsquality.

I am also generally still SUPER down to write via discord for rp stuff, and am actually p regularly active in that regard! so pls know if we are buds and we write and have each other on The Orb then a personal server for shenanigans is absolutely negotiable. im still writing i just havent been here on my rp blog much !!

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//HI IM ALIVE. I was actually gonna try to do replies this weekend but uhhh well! My mom had to take my dad to the dr w stomach pain and it turned out to be a gallbladder infection and so within four hours on friday while I was ASLEEP, NAPPING, she left a note and they went and ended up at the ER and he had literal surgery,

anyway hes still in recovery at the hospital and mom is with him, he's having some not great numbers w some of his blood levels and has been feeling rly rucky and had a fever overnight. but for now it doesnt seem to be anything dramatic/urgent beyond 'we are keeping him for observation and medication longer than initially planned'

i am just. tired! and stressed!

u can find me on disk orb tho, as well as my ooc/personal acct, @//captainsquality.

I am also generally still SUPER down to write via discord for rp stuff, and am actually p regularly active in that regard! so pls know if we are buds and we write and have each other on The Orb then a personal server for shenanigans is absolutely negotiable. im still writing i just havent been here on my rp blog much !!

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//wow it sure is my birthday!!

[goes back 2 sleep] zzzz

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softer shippy prompts.

soft & simple quotes for all your shippy needs! a lot of these can work as platonic prompts if that’s preferred. feel free to change pronouns, descriptors, and context when needed. combine prompts too if desired ♡

WORDS.

❝ you’re so cute when you blush. ❞ ❝ your hair is so soft … ❞ ❝ you smell really good … ❞ ❝ how is your skin so soft? ❞ ❝ your laugh makes me melt.  it’s super cute. ❞ ❝ god, you are so CUTE, it’s not fair!!! ❞ ❝ i bet you’d look really cute/pretty/handsome in a dress/gown/suit and tie/tuxedo/(article of clothing). ❞ ❝ you’re all i’ll ever need. ❞ ❝ you have such pretty eyes. ❞ ❝ you always know exactly how to make me laugh … ❞ ❝ your dimples are absolutely adorable. ❞ ❝ are those freckles on your cheeks that i see? ❞ ❝ i guess all the love songs i’ve ever sang were about you. ❞ ❝ is it weird that i’ve daydreamed about our wedding? ❞ ❝ the word ‘love’ can’t even scratch the surface of what i feel for you. ❞ ❝ you’re my person.  you’re beyond special to me. ❞ ❝ there are seven billion people on this planet, yet you’re the only one for me. ❞ ❝ there’s no touch that feels like yours. ❞ ❝ every morning i want to wake up hearing your voice, seeing your smile. ❞ ❝ you taught me what love is … and what it means. ❞ ❝ being wrapped in your arms is a truly special feeling. ❞ ❝ the sound of your voice is like heaven to me. ❞ ❝ i truly can’t control my heart when i’m around you. ❞ ❝ just stay here with me … by my side. ❞ ❝ promise you’ll always be here for me … ? ❞ ❝ i love you.  more than anything. ❞

ACTIONS.

send +↻ for the reverse!

[ sing ] — sender sings a love song to receiver [ bath ] — sender draws a bath for receiver [ cry ] — sender lets receiver cry on their shoulder [ tear ] — sender wipes receiver’s tears [ cuddle ] — sender cuddles up to receiver as they’re just waking up [ art ] — sender sketches a picture of receiver [ snap ] — sender snaps a picture of receiver when they’re not looking [ kiss ] — sender kisses along a stretch of receiver’s skin [ clothe ] — sender helps receiver remove an article of their clothing [ embrace ] — sender jumps into receiver’s arms [ carry ] — sender carries receiver to bed [ lift ] — sender playfully picks up receiver from around their waist [ pin ] — sender pins receiver underneath them [ massage ] — sender gently massages receiver [ sit ] — sender sits on receiver’s lap [ lean ] — sender leans against receiver’s shoulder [ scar ] — sender shows receiver one of their scars [ wrap ] — sender wraps their arm around receiver’s waist to pull them close [ pillow ] — sender uses receiver’s lap as a pillow [ goodnight ] — sender kisses receiver goodnight [ hold ] — our muses lace their fingers together [ dance ] — our muses slow dance together [ candle ] — our muses cuddle in a dimly candlelit room [ tub ] — our muses share a hot tub together [ nuzzle ] — our muses touch noses [ laugh ] — our muses laugh together [ bed ] — our muses share a bed

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//hi fam, got kidnapped by i was a teenage exocolonist u will never see me again i am in space xoxo

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Your Muse’s Backstory

1. Where were they born? What is the story behind their birth, if any?

2. Has their living situation changed from when they were born?

3. What occupations did their parents have when they were born? Did this job influence your muse in any form?

4. Did they have any childhood enemies? Any friends? Enemies that became friends?

5. What sort of religion was practiced in their home? Did religion play a role in their upbringing?

6. How many siblings did they have? What was their relationship like? Were they an only child who wished for siblings?

7. What is their fondest memory? Their worst?

8. If they could name the worst moment of their life, what would it be? Did this change them as a person or change how they perceived the world, themselves, and others?

9. If they were to make a timeline with their life events, which ones would they list? Which would they leave out? 10. What was the hardest lesson they had to learn as they got older?

11. What occupation did your character want to have growing up? Is this the same as what they wish to be, or are in, now?

12. Did they face any kind of bullying or abuse growing up?

13. Are there any moments of their past they keep secret?

14. Did they live near extended family in the past? How did this shape their environment? Are any of their relatives near their age? What are their feelings towards extended family in general?

15. Would they rather go back and relive their childhood? Why or why not?

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Stages of Relationships Starters

Stage 1 — Dating:

“Will you go out with me?”

“What do you say? You and me, that great pizza place downtown, tonight?”

“You look— amazing tonight.”

“Just one date. I promise. You won’t regret it.”

“I had an amazing time tonight. I’d love to do it again, sometime.”

“I know we’ve only just met, but I’d really like to take you out tonight.”

“I promise, I’m usually better at this—”

“This is my favorite restaurant. You’re gonna love it.”

“Wow, you look even better than your online profile.”

“It’s so amazing to finally meet you, in person.”

“Do you— wanna come upstairs/inside?”

“I can walk you home, if you’d like.”

“I wasn’t sure you’d show up. But I’m glad you did.”

“I was starting to think you’d stood me up.”

“Oh, God, my ex is here.”

“So, do I get a goodnight kiss?”

“I’m not great at first impressions, am I?”

“I know we’ve been on two dates this week, already— but how about another?”

“Whoa, that is off-limits until, like, the tenth date!”

“Wait, you’ve really never been on a date before?”

Stage 2 — Love/Intimacy:

“I think I’m in love with you.”

“Please— just kiss me.”

“I don’t want you to go. Stay the night?”

“More, please—”

“Come a little closer— please.“

“Do you think you might be ready— to take the next step?”

“I didn’t know what real happiness was until I met you.”

“I love you more.”

“God, you are so perfect.”

“Stop— you’re making me blush.”

“Just when I thought I couldn’t possibly love you more—you do this.”

“Do you love me?”

“I know it’s soon, but I think I’m falling in love with you.”

“I’ve been in love with you for months—I was just too scared to admit it.”

“Just one more kiss—okay, one more—just one mo—”

So—how do you say ‘I love you’ in your mother tongue?”

“I’m sorry— I’m just not ready for sex, yet.”

“My roommate is out of town—why don’t you just stay over?”

“So, I was googling ideas for our date. I found something called Netflix & Chill—I think we should do that.”

“I think we should move-in together.”

Stage 3 — Marriage Proposal:

“_____, will you marry me?”

“I want to spend the rest of my life with you.”

“I always thought that marriage was just a shame— but with you, I think it’s worth it.”

“Remember that time when (insert significant moment)? It got me thinking.”

“So, there’s something I’ve been wanting to ask you for awhile now.”

“I’ve been carrying this around in my pocket for a month, waiting for the right time. There is no right moment. So, I’m just going to go ahead and ask right now.”

“You make me a better person, and I want that forever.”

“Let’s run away together. Elope. Sounds like an adventure.”

“Dammit, my hands are shaking. Hold on, I’m super nervous.”

“Can we talk about this in private?”

“Why are you kneeling?”

“Is that a—?!”

“I–I don’t know what to say?”

“I thought you didn’t want to get married.”

“I knew there was a reason you were acting funny all day!”

“So, what’s the occasion? You never plan dates this fancy.”

“I know I said I didn’t want to settle down, but—”

“I asked your dad for your hand in marriage. Now, it’s time to ask you.”

“Of course I’ll marry you. Did you think I’d say ‘no’?”

“If this is about the baby— don’t do this. That’s not a good reason to get married.”

Stage 4 — Wedding & Honeymoon:

“I’m so nervous I could throw up. Someone get me a drink!”

“Please, get some sleep. Our big day is tomorrow. It’s gonna be amazing!”

“I can’t wait to marry you tomorrow.”

“Nah, omens are fake. No one believes that stuff. Tomorrow is gonna be perfect.”

“I promise I’m not getting cold feet, I’m just really nervous my ex is going to show up and ruin everything.”

“I do—”

“We’re married! We’re actually married now. I get to call you my husband/wife forever!”

“I know the guests are waiting at the reception—but I need a few minutes alone with my new wife/husband. Come here, you—”

“Do you think we’d get in trouble for skipping our own reception? I can’t wait to get out of here and start our honeymoon!”

“I know it’s supposedly bad luck for the groom to see the bride before the wedding— but how do I look?”

“Pop the champagne! Let’s get this party started!”

“I know this day has been a disaster from the start—but I’ve never been happier, now that you’re mine.”

“I’m gonna cry—”

“I’d like to propose a toast to my bride/groom—”

“Wow—you look stunning!”

“Don’t panic— but I the best man/maid of honor is MIA.”

“This day has been perfect. I hope the rest of our lives together is just as amazing.”

“Last night was amazing. I’m glad we waited until we were married.”

“Let’s just stay in bed all day. Order room service. Maybe have a bubble bath. I have you all to myself, now.”

Stage 5 — Domestic Life:

“The food is not burnt. It’s—slightly toasted.”

“Tampons? You want me to buy you tampons? Me?”

“What do you mean, you lost the keys? This is the third time this week.”

“Change the channel, and I will kill you. I’ve been waiting for this show all day.”

“My underwear are all bright pink, now. Thank you for that.”

“Did you forget to walk the dog? He just made a puddle on the floor.”

“You, me, PJ’s, bed. PJ’s are totally optional, by the way.”

“I know you don’t like my parents, but we have to visit them sometime.”

“How about we never mention this situation again?”

“You should call the doctor about that. Don’t try to macho your way through it.”

“So, I got all the groceries. Except for this last one on the list. Is that an actual word, or did you just scribble something random with your elbow?”

“Did you steal my shirt again?”

“I made dinner. Your favorite.”

“Wait—you want me to wear that? In bed? It doesn’t cover anything!”

“I just bought this dress/shirt/etc at the store today. How do I look?”

“You look tense. You want a massage?”

“I just started a bath. Care to join me?”

“Thank you for taking care of the laundry.”

“Did you pay the bills today? I don’t get paid until tomorrow.”

“I couldn’t sleep either. Want me to make you some tea?”

Stage 6 — Pregnancy & Birth:

“I think I want to start a family, now.”

“What do you say we make a baby tonight?”

“What do you mean, you stopped taking your birth control?!”

“I’m out of condoms. Are you sure you still want to do this?”

“So—if we were to hypothetically have a baby, how would you react?”

“I took a pregnancy test today.”

“Have you been to the doctor yet, about that stomach bug?”

“You’re pregnant!? How far along?”

“When were you gonna tell me you were pregnant?”

“We haven’t told _____, yet. We should call them.”

“Who do you think we should name the godparents?”

“How are you feeling? Need me to rub your back? Get you something to eat? Turn the air down?”

“What do you think about (insert baby name), for a girl— or (insert baby name) for a boy?”

“Do you want to feel them? They’re kicking up a storm, right now.”

“Did you hear that? They said we’re having a boy/girl!”

“Please don’t freak out, but I’m pregnant— I SAID DON’T FREAK OUT!”

“I think my water just broke!”

“We need to go to the hospital. Now!”

“Just squeeze my hand. It’s gonna be alright. I’m here.”

“One more push! You can do it!”

Stage 7 — Children:

“They have your eyes—”

“Can you run to the store? We’re out of diapers, again.”

“Is it even possible for one baby to scream so much?”

“Ugh, they spit up on my good shirt.”

“They’re your kid before 5am.”

Shhh—they’re finally asleep.”

“I’ve been up since 4am. It’s your turn.”

“We make damn beautiful babies, don’t we?”

“The kids won’t stop fighting, again.”

“_____ got sent home from school for fighting.”

“_____ came home sick today. Great.”

“How do they outgrow their clothes so damn fast?”

“Their first word better not be a curse word. If it is, it’s your fault.”

“I think we’re damn good parents.”

“Why are both you, AND the baby, crying?”

“Can you help _____ with their homework tonight, while I make dinner?”

“It’s your turn to change the dirty diaper.”

“Is locking the kids in the closet—against the law?”

“No. She’s not allowed to date. Ever. End of discussion.”

“Wow, they have a very natural talent for _____. Maybe they’ll be a _____ when they grow up.”

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Something I noticed in the new ending is that they start out in the dark hallway. It represents how, at the beginning, they were just strangers brought together by a single shared goal: pretend to be a family to hide their real identities. It's no wonder that Anya is the first to chase the light of the family room, and that Loid is the last to follow.

But by the end of it, after they've bonded and spent time together as a family, the light comes from within the hallway. Specifically, the light comes from behind Loid. He's the whole reason this family exists, and he's the one who is struggling to see the light for what it is. He just sees how the light is cast on Your and Anya. He doesn't consider how he's standing in the way, casting a shadow that doesn't need to be there.

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@curiouskinetic || cont. from here

Nicholas breathes the smallest hint of a laugh, and he simply gathers Sora that much closer against him. "This isn't a jive or anything, babe."

"It's slowdancing, there's no footwork, it's about being close." He sways, steps lightly around, his pattern is simple and easy to follow. The arm he has around Sora's waist is locked there firmly to steady her so even if she does stumble or trip, he'll simply hold her through his own steps until her feet steady again. All the while he hums along to the crackling sound of the phonograph's record, voice rich and smooth.

"I think I'm past being fussed about you stepping on my toes anyway. You practically live here." She has space in his closet for her own clothes, she has her own dishes for mealtimes, she has a spare key so she can still come and go even if Nick or Sol aren't there. When she shows up for dinner, Sol tells her welcome home, big sis and scrambles to fetch her a plate. It goes without saying now that Nick really doesn't give a damn if Sora is a good dancer.

He leans his head down on top of hers. "Sometimes it's nice," he mutters, "to just hold each other."

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//psa idk if this will work for anyone else but I was able to get to a post's source by clicking on the timestamp just now stay strong out there soldiers o7

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DOMESTIC INTIMACY PROMPTS

add “+ REVERSE” to reverse the roles

[ SWAY ]  sender pulls receiver into a slow dance in the living room / kitchen / bedroom [ TOSS ]   sender keeps tossing popcorn/other food at receiver, trying to get them to catch it in their mouth [ SERENADE ] sender sings along to a song they associate with receiver [ EMBRACE ] sender hugs receiver from behind [ WRAP ] sender wraps receiver up in a blanket [ LAP ] sender pulls receiver into their lap [ TUG ] receiver, trying to get ready for the day, is pulled back into bed by sender [ PASS ] receiver gets an object that the sender is asking for [ FEED ] sender offers receiver a spoonful of what they’re cooking so receiver can taste it [ STEAM ] sender joins receiver in the shower [ HUG ] sender embraces receiver, burying their face in receiver’s chest [ SMOOCH ] sender kisses receiver on the cheek / forehead / nose [ KISS ] receiver stops what they’re doing to kiss sender [ MASSAGE ] sender rubs receiver’s back [ SCRATCH ] sender gently scratches their nails across receiver’s back / scalp / wherever [ TICKLE ] sender tickles receiver [ GRAPPLE ] sender manages to pin receiver while play-wrestling [ NAP ] while receiver is resting, sender joins them in bed & cuddles up close [ SHARE ] sender, seeing that receiver is cold, wraps their jacket around them [ CARESS ] sender strokes receiver’s cheek [ TRAIL ] sender runs their finger down receiver’s spine [ ADJUST ] sender fixes receiver’s tie / necklace / article of clothing [ PAMPER ] sender does receiver’s makeup [ LIFT ] sender picks up receiver [ READ ] sender reads aloud to receiver [ RECITE ] sender quotes a poem that reminds them of receiver [ TUCK ] receiver tucks sender into bed [ CREATE ] sender & receiver do something artistic together [ PAINT ] while painting a room, sender starts a paint fight with receiver [ COFFEE ] sender gives receiver a cup of coffee [ STEAL ] while sharing a meal, sender steals a bite of receiver’s food [ PORTRAIT ] sender does a photoshoot of receiver [ GIFT ] sender gives receiver a present (specify) [ GAZE ] sender & receiver stargaze [ WINDOW ] sender climbs through receiver’s window [ BRUSH ] sender brushes / styles receiver’s hair [ TILT ] sender uses two fingers to lift receiver’s chin to look them in the eye [ NUZZLE ] sender presses their face into receiver’s neck [ CARE ] sender nurses a sick / injured receiver

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𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐗𝐈𝐀 ;   𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔 .    (   a  series  of  kiss  prompts .   some  nsfw  material  present .   )

❛  01 .   a  kiss  to  say  hello . ❛  02 .   a  kiss  for  the  first  time . ❛  03 .   a  kiss  after  a  long  time  apart . ❛  04 .   a  kiss  to  apologize . ❛  05 .   a  kiss  to  forgive . ❛  06 .   a  kiss  during  a  fight . ❛  07 .   a  kiss  to  say  what  you  can’t  say  aloud . ❛  08 .   a  kiss  in  secret  /  a  forbidden  kiss . ❛  09 .   a  kiss  to  prove  a  point . ❛  10 .   a  kiss  against  a  wall . ❛  11 .   a  kiss  on  a  rooftop . ❛  12 .   a  kiss  that  seals  a  marriage . ❛  13 .   a  kiss  before  one  goes  away . ❛  14 .   a  kiss  in  the  shower . ❛  15 .   a  kiss  that  comes  out  of  nowhere . ❛  16 .   a  kiss  first  thing  in  the  morning . ❛  17 .   a  kiss  last  thing  at  night . ❛  18 .   a  kiss  during  combat . ❛  19 .   a  kiss  during  a  fake  relationship . ❛  20 .   a  kiss  out  of  desperation . ❛  21 .   a  kiss  on  the  cheek . ❛  22 .   a  kiss  on  the  forehead . ❛  23 .   a  kiss  on  the  back  of  the  hand . ❛  24 .   a  kiss  on  the  neck . ❛  25 .   a  kiss  on  the  fingertips . ❛  26 .   a  kiss  on  the  stomach . ❛  27 .   a  kiss  to  end  the  sexual  tension . ❛  28 .   a  kiss  over  a  scar . ❛  29 .   a  kiss  over  a  wound . ❛  30 .   a  kiss  to  say  goodbye .

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❛   literally   ,   come  here  so  i  can  cover  you  in  bite  marks   &   hear  you  moan  uncontrollably.   ❜ @harbingertm, HORNY PROMPTS, NettlexChilde

[cut mostly for length but the explicit parts are IMMINENT even if they arent present in the post itself xoxo]

Oh.

It's the closest thing to an intelligent though Nettle manages as his throat goes dry. The statement, demand- it's practically growled at him, and Tartaglia's eyes feel like they could bore holes in him. Their hands are vices over Nettle's waist, they pull him in roughly, so that the second half of his line is raspy and hot against the side of Nettle's neck. A knee nudges his legs apart and by the time Nettle is clutched flush against his boyfriend he's straddled over their lap.

Oh, Ned thinks again, and woozily, dizzily he wonders what he even did to get such a sudden aggressive reaction. Nothing, as far as he knows, but things have tended toward a rather fast progression with Tag. (And Nettle knows his own incorrigible density is partially to blame, but still.) He'd been breathless and absentminded by the end of their first date, perched in the harbinger's lap, kissed so senseless that his mouth felt sore.

Not that it's been only physical, because it hasn't. Nettle wouldn't have been happy with a relationship like that, he doesn't think. Tartaglia's very...assertive. Their nature in part, but it took pulling him into his lap to make out with him to get the message across to Nettle they were even on a date that first time. So once again, he bears part of the blame.

But in the time following there's been just as much an abundance of the softer things. Of really getting to know each other, enjoying simple quiet with each other, resting together. Learning each other's quirks and favorite things. All the moments that add up into exactly why it went from one date to two, and three, and on. Tag showing up out of the blue only for Nettle to be exhausted and on the mend from being sick, so they just kicked of their boots and curled around him, cuddled him to sleep. Nettle scolding him halfheartedly while cleaning up cuts and scrapes on his face after some fight, but changing to gently singing as he disinfects, and gently works through Childe's hair to check for any more cuts hiding away. Feeling how their shoulders relaxed so quickly at the sound- the dreamy, half-awake murmur about how he sang like a siren.

And of course there's been a lot more making out, too. Nettle found his feet pretty quickly with that- well, relatively. It's made easier by how direct Childe is about it.

This though, this is...this is well beyond that. This is- well, it's pretty obvious. Nettle can tap out, as it were, any time he wants, even right this instant, and Tag will listen. Despite all the ways his boyfriend is incorrigible and a little bit crazy, he'd never ignore a boundary Nettle sets. He can comfortably put his foot down knowing Tartaglia wants him to be comfortable and enjoy being with him, whatever they do. But that sure as hell won't stop him from being damn clear about what he wants, when he wants it.

They've talked about sex, of course- a little, anyway. Basic stuff. Childe finding out if Nettle is interested in that at all, things like that. Nettle had admittedly been a bit surprised by the conversation, goon that he is. You mean you've thought about.....w-with me? and the response to his idiotic question had been an intense once over of him and and emphatic god, yeah.

Anyway that's been a little while ago now. And Ned's consensus has been about the same as with other physical affection. That it's something he needs to work up to. Pushing him just a little is fine, but let him take baby steps if he needs to.

This is a bit more than a slight push, Nettle thinks. But the growl in his ear, the strong hands pinning his hips down, hot and hungry openmouthed kisses on his neck, he's finding he might be a little bit okay with that. Even if it feels a little out of the blue like this when they've just been hanging around and reading and having tea.

Those strong hands wander from Nettle's hips to nowhere in particular, and he can't help but shiver a little when one slides easily up under his sweater to feel up his stomach, around his side, his back. He isn't sure what he should be doing right now, but some reflex or instinct has him pressing his own hips downward in the absence of being held, spreading his legs to straddle Childe more closely. His core feels on fire, and he feels a need to get Childe's shirt off and let his own hands wander. It's clear in his mind already there won't be any tiptoeing or baby steps today. Nerves be damned.

Teeth nipping at his neck get a soft little whine out of Nettle. Even as he tilts his head to give Childe more room though, he's murmuring at him. "Tag-" a little gasp, "T-tag..."

Nettle pulls away, just a little, feeling dazed in the most pleasant way, and says, "You gotta kiss me properly too, or I'm gonna pout about it."

He gets what he wants, of course. Messy and ravenous and the room tilts because Tartaglia's easily moving them, laying Nettle back on the sofa, grinning wildly against his lips when a shameless little moan rolls out of the medic's throat.