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› FIRST TOUCH PROMPTS → sender to receiver espionage / spy / romance inspired

brushing hair behind their ear hands grazing while reaching for the same object catching them by the waist sliding a hand over their holster while checking for weapons tending to a gunshot wound in silence brushing fingers over their pulse to check they’re alive pinning them against the wall to keep quiet wiping blood or sweat from their brow gripping their hand tight during an interrogation pulling them behind cover with a firm grasp lifting their chin to check for signs of life steadying them after a sudden explosion or attack wrapping a scarf or cloth around their neck for disguise touching their lips to silence them brushing past them in disguise, pretending not to know them adjusting their cufflink or watch mid-mission helping them out of a tactical vest gripping their wrist before they walk into danger holding their face after a close call brushing dirt or ash from their cheek gently sneaking a hand under the table to reassure linking arms to pass as a couple tracing a fresh scar with careful fingers pulling them close while hiding in shadows fixing their earpiece, lips inches apart pushing hair away to whisper a secret pressing a hand to their chest to feel their heartbeat zipping up their suit slowly, lingering at the collar wiping a cut on their cheek with a thumb lacing fingers together before parting ways touching their face to make sure they’re real grabbing the back of their shirt to stop them brushing a hidden note into their hand tapping their knee under the table for reassurance laying a head on their shoulder after a long mission cupping their jaw while patching them up gripping their coat lapel to make a point letting their fingers linger after handing over intel holding their gaze while adjusting their glasses brushing off shards of glass from their back wrapping arms around them after a near-death moment trailing fingers down their spine to check for wounds sliding their hand over theirs in a tense car ride resting a hand on their thigh mid-interrogation pulling a splinter or wire from their skin grazing their fingers while sharing a burner phone tilting their chin up with two fingers to meet their eyes tugging gently on their jacket to stop them from leaving laying a hand over their heart after a confession smoothing their collar after a close encounter letting their fingers linger on a fresh bruise catching their wrist as they reach for their gun leaning forehead to forehead behind enemy lines pressing a palm to their back before a mission brushing off flecks of blood after a takedown squeezing their hand before going separate ways resting a palm on their chest during a rare moment of quiet helping them out of a disguise, brushing hands often letting their hand hover before finally touching

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Amid all the chaos, Inoue struggled to find a single moment of rest. She often found herself rushing back and forth, narrowly avoiding the precarious edges of their chosen campsite, only to remind herself to slow down. The tent she’d claimed would have to suffice for a few minutes of closing her eyes, until she heard someone approaching. “Do you need something?” ( Shadowheart)

Shadowheart sighed, she hated to ask for help. Especially from a follower of the dammned dawn father no less, it was better than a selunite but not by much and the fact that they were always so bright. Even in the dammed shadowlands the depths of mother shar’s embrace it made her hair stick up on end.

She was friendly with her sure and she didn’t even in theory mind the company of her. They had both grown up in baldurs gate after all so they had that in common but Shadowheart couldn’t stand the way that she managed to work everything out. She had saved all of the gnomes and the tieflings and even managed to convince Laezel to leave Vlaakith.

She was by all means the most perfect and idealistic and kind follower of the dawn father. And to make things worse, She was better at things that Shadowheart used to excel at, but with her around she seemed to be consistently fumbling.

Today, The child Arabella had needed help with the loss of her parents, processing the grief. She had told the child what she had been taught when she had lost her caretaker in the house of hope, to embrace the loss and let it fuel her strength. But it had only seemed to make things worse, like everything she had been doing lately. She had sympathy for the child truly, but it had been so loud in camp and she knew she needed sleep for her trials. So she decided that it was up to the lady of light herself to handle the problem of the day. But she couldn't seem to find her until eventually, She questioned everyone, even the cub and scratch until she finally found her in her tent. Eying her with a twinge of anger in her tone she questioned her. "You decide to take a break from your responsibilities and go on a jog oh dear and gracious leader?, I thought a follower of the dawnfather would know its a bad idea to ignore such duties." She said through what was borderline a sneer and stared at her until eventually she continued breaking a few seconds of awkward silence. "I can't handle any more of this crying from Arabella. You always seem to know what to say so its on you now while the rest of us can sleep oh wise and gracious leader."

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🐝  *  ―  𝑫𝑰𝑭𝑭𝑬𝑹𝑬𝑵𝑻 𝑳𝑶𝑪𝑨𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵𝑺 𝑻𝑶 𝑯𝑨𝑽𝑬 𝑺𝑬𝑿.

[ bed ] our muses have sex in a bed [ shower ] our muses have sex in a shower [ car ] our muses have sex in the back of a car / on the hood of a car [ table ] our muses have sex on a table [ whirlpool ] our muses have sex in a whirlpool [ bar ] our muses have sex at a bar [ tent ] our muses have sex in a tent in the backyard or campsite [ movie theater ] our muses have sex during a movie playing in the theater [ hotel ] our muses have sex in a hotel [ bathtub ] our muses have sex in a bathtub [ dressing room ] our muses have sex in a dressing room at a store [ kitchen counter ] our muses have sex on top of the kitchen counter [ washing machine ] our muses have sex on top of a washing machine [ office ] our muses have sex in an office [ parking lot ] our muses have sex in an empty parking lot [ elevator ] our muses have sex in an elevator [ airplane ] our muses have sex on an airplane [ public restroom ] our muses have sex in a public restroom [ beach ] our muses have sex on a beach [ sauna ] our muses have sex in a sauna [ pool ] our muses have sex in a swimming pool ( public or private ) [ ferris wheel ] our muses have sex while riding a ferris wheel [ barn ] our muses have sex in a barn [ church ] our muses have sex in a church [ cornfield ] our muses have sex in a cornfield [ boat ] our muses have sex on a boat / ship / ferry [ gym ] our muses have sex at a gym [ party ] our muses have sex at a party [ taxi ] our muses have sex in the back of a taxi / uber [ strip club ] our muses have sex in a strip club [ trampoline ] our muses have sex on top of a trampoline [ train ] our muses have sex while riding the train [ concert ] our muses have sex at a concert [ rooftop ] our muses have sex on a rooftop [ garage ] our muses have sex in a garage [ forest ] our muses have sex in a forest [ classroom ] our muses have sex in an ( empty ) classroom [ igloo ] our muses have sex in an igloo [ couch ] our muses have sex on the couch [ office chair ] our muses have sex in an office chair

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Pepper smirked at his comments and she traced her hands eventually began to undo her own suit showing off her chest as to tease him as she replied. “I had to find a reason for you to keep me around other than making a stellar cup of coffee. And my stellar aim with a repulsor.”

She smirked and took her hands and threw off her suit jacket and looked at him and at his comments she smirked as she cupped his chin. She had been trying to lose herself in work less and find more time for them. Find more time for the two of them together, it had been hard borderline impossible considering the difficulty of getting everything done with the company and Tony always being Iron man first and foremost. But she would never leave his side, not for as long as she lived. Maybe even after that

She traced her hands down his hips as she smirked at his comment before tracing her hands through his hairs and gently tugging.” You know, you aren’t too bad yourself, You wanna help me get the rest of this off?, You seem to have a pair of perfectly good teeth that look perfectly suited to the job .” She moved his face towards her chest doing her best not to hurt his neck. God knows he had broken it more times than she cared to count. She pulled his head again less gentle.” Good god i love you,Now be good"

This? This was a Pepper that Tony always was surprised by. Her umph when it came to anything and everything, being translated into the bedroom. He didn't get to see this often, and honestly? He lived for it. Her spice being translated even into something like a kiss, with teeth nipping and fingers through salt-and-pepper hair. Maybe he needed to get used to this side of her. Maybe he needed to take a break a little more often, for once. She was the only one to ever make him think something like that. "You -- are a dime a dozen, you know that?" He sighed the words, head falling back when her kisses trailed again. Where this would lead -- well, he had a few very lovely ideas, that was for certain, but the ringing of her phone suddenly halted that. Had his eyes closing and a groan held back. He knew how she was -- no nonsense when it came to work. So color him pleasantly surprised when the device was grabbed and tossed to the side. Pleasantly surprised, and maybe just a bit affected by her in that moment as her kisses continued. "Can I say you just got ten times more attractive? Which is a feat, considering you already were."

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Yukako eyes the young woman and barely processes the apology in her anger. She’s only able to hear Koichi’s name in her one trick and snippets of what Anya is saying because she’s so mad.

As soon as she hears not interested she stares at her. Not interested in her handsome Koichi, she snarls and hisses out a reply “OH IS MY KOICHI UGLY NOW? HOW DARE YOU SPEAK ABOUT HIM THAT WAY. YOU ARENT GOOD ENOUGH TO BREATHE THE SAME AIR AS HIM.” She runs out of breath and she’s about to unleash another tirade when she sees how scared she is.

Sees how much she’s recoiling and the fear in her eyes and it reminds her of the way that Koichi used to look at her and she drops her composure. She remembers the fear in his eyes and how he saved her anyway when she didn’t deserve to be saved and she drops any and all pretense of anger and sighs. Dragging herself back to reality she realizes.

Maybe she isn’t here to steal Koichi from her and maybe she was just getting directions and Koichi was just being kind like he always was. That’s one of the reasons she loved him so much. She had made a fool out of herself over nothing but her own anxiety.

She scratched the back of her neck and after looking down at the ground she sighed as she mumbled out an apology. “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry. I eeem to have made a fool of myself. We did, I’m sorry I’ve had a really bad day. I seem to be taking it out on everyone. I’m Yukako Yamagishi, It’s nice to meet you.”

❛ e- excuse me? ❜

anya had just finished making idle chitchat with her neighbor when the young woman began yelling at her. it hadn't been anything largely important — just smalltalk and some introductory chatter, but clearly it struck a nerve with his fiancée. anya shrinks back a bit; it's been a while since anyone's raised their voice at her, but it's something she'll never forget.

❛ i'm... i'm so sorry, ❜ she apologizes with a worried expression, her pulse racing as anxiety grips her. she hasn't gotten much of a chance to interact with neighbors as it is, so the approach has left her feeling startled. ❛ i promise that i wasn't trying to, um... steal him from you. i'm not even interested in him. n– not that there's anything wrong with your fiancé, i'm sure! he was just giving me directions around morioh. ❜

she stammers out a response in her panic, hoping to placate the young woman.

❛ i'm sorry, ❜ anya apologizes again, holding her hands out in a gesture to suggest a lack of interest in fighting. ❛ i think we got on the wrong foot. my name is anya. i only just... just moved to morioh. what can i, um... what do i call you, miss? ❜

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Aima blushed upon noticing that she was excited and upon embracing Rossiel gently lifted her up off the ground tracing her fingers through her hair warmly. The warmth on her skin that she felt, the way that her eyes gleamed felt the most right that anything had to her in centuries. She usually wouldn't let anyone get this close to her, but Rossiel could always find a way to light up even the darkest corners of Aima's soul and when she held her like this. When she traced her hands through her hair or listened to the beat of her hear, she realized how lonely she had been before she had let her into her life. Aima could barely hear anything else, other then the sound of their heartbeats intertwining until she heard Rossiel speak again.

Aima smirked at the comment about the hound and eventually cupped her chin and teased her.

“Don’t be too hard on yourself, you just wait around like a puppy for me to get back with your tail tucked between your legs. It’s one of my favorite qualities about you” Aima noticed the silence and then put her down gently before coughing and continuing. Slightly embarassed that she revealed that much of her affection for her. What if Rossiel didn’t care for that comment?

“I’m just glad to get a title that isn’t blood. Maybe people won’t shoot on site at me anymore when they hear my name.” She smirked and then she starred at the ground when she heard Rossiel speak again her eyes widened. "Its good to be home" Home?

For so long Aima had called that off that from even being a possibility, from even being a chance in her life. She was a wanderer and she didn't get to have a home and yet Rossiel considered her part of hers. Aima felt safe, this was foreign but she decided just this once to let it happen. She locked eyes with her and didn’t hesitate just this once.

“I love you.” She stared at her tears falling down her face and she stumbled over her words again as she barely managed to make herself speak.” Please stay.”

With some wonder, her eyes traced the sparkle of the amethyst until the brush of Aima's fingers against her neck while it was clasped into place caused warmth to spread from her cheeks to her eartips. That the other had missed her so, and had taken this much care in choosing a gift made her feel as light and giddy as if she'd downed an entire cask of Dorwinion. Indeed, if she'd been wearing her furs today, her tail would have been wagging fiercely.

"I remember being young enough to have such a fanciful view of the world. Still, I am glad they were charitable in their assessment-- they could have decided I was your hound. Being your maiden is a much nicer prospect, my dear knight." Standing on her tiptoes, she opened her arms to offer up a hug, should one be desired. "It really is good to be home."

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"EVEN IN ARCADIA" BY SLEEP TOKEN PROMPTS *  assorted lines from the album, some slightly reworked to suit a roleplay format, adjust as necessary

i could die here.

now i know why i woke up here on the shoreline.

everything looks the same.

you'll find me with half a mind to get violent.

don't say it's over.

give me the edge of a blade.

nobody knows where i came from.

how can i already lose my way like this?

i used to know myself.

you used to know me well.

you wish that you could make me whole.

i have a feeling we're close to the end.

come out from underneath.

go ahead and wrap your arms around me.

godspeed to my enemies.

tell me what you meant by "living past your half-life."

you're well-versed in the afterlife.

you might be the one to take away the pain and let my mind go quiet.

nothing else is quite the same as how i feel when i'm at your side.

are you gonna dance on the line with me?

you know it's not a game or a fantasy.

i don't even know who i used to be.

nothing is the same.

some things have to change now.

i'm apologizing for shit that, frankly, i stopped thinking of years ago.

i still need a dark side.

they just need a reason.

keep me alive.

now is the time to take it or leave it.

did i get this far for nothing, or are you the reward?

if this is love, then i am out of hesitation.

i just don't want to be lost again.

i wish i could have known that.

when was the last time i felt like this?

it's like you're dangerous to me.

i notice every time we meet.

you've got me talking in my sleep.

i thought i could resist you.

when's the last time you tasted blood?

i might lose my mind.

won't you show me how to dance forever?

i swear it's getting harder even just to exhale.

i'm sick of trying to hide it.

i'm lost.

i guess that's what i get for trying to hide in the limelight.

everybody wants eyes on them.

if you don't think i mean it, then i understand.

i'm still glad you came.

let me see those hands.

i'll take what i'm given.

tell me, did i give you what you came for?

everything's the same.

somehow i knew my fate.

have you been waiting long for me?

no matter how we feel, we've got a taste for one another and a few good years to kill.

i wanna be your provider.

just let me know that you're mine.

do i wanna go there?

i wanna do more than just bend the rules.

you're the only game that i like to lose.

i'm going under this time.

i can give you what you want.

surely we know the difference.

how will i know if i can't see the bottom?

no one else knows that i've got a problem.

what if i can't get up and stand tall?

who will i be when the empire falls?

nobody told me i'd be begging for relief.

i've learned to live without it.

i no longer feel surrounded.

you never listened to me.

i was your undercover lover.

you never saw me naked.

you wouldn't even touch me.

i'm caught up on the person i tried to turn myself into for you.

i was trying my best.

i was in love with the thought.

do you wanna hurt me?

we used to be a team.

i don't wanna stick around.

please just let me go.

what are you afraid of?

are you the method in my madness?

i have fought so long to be here. i am never going back.

i could be stuck here alone.

i'm so tired inside.

i'm never leaving this time.

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Continued from @askrossiel .

Aima blushed. They were still getting used to being around the same group of people for this long after being a wandered for so long they struggled with keeping track of time. They stumbled to respond before eventually stuttering out as they scratched their horns.” Sorry, I guess I lost track of time when I was working with everyone else. I-“

They stumbled over their words and gently squeezed Rossiel’s hand before continuing. They could be vulnerable with her, it was easy compared to the average person they worked with or ally. What wasn’t easy was realizing that they missed her and that when she wasn’t here.

Aima noticed her absence and was counting the seconds until she came back. It had been a long time since they had allowed themselves to feel like that. Towards anyone, She sighed and she let herself relax, she knew that she could tell Rossiel anything so she decided to just tell her the truth. Stammering the words out like it was a confession at a temple she managed after a few seconds of awkward silence.

“I missed you, that’s not something that happens often with me. You’re special to me, you should know that.” She stared at the ground it made it easier before she decided to bring up something else to change the subject. She had bought her something when she had gone to the market as the security earlier.

It had been a quick run, the only trouble that she had ran into was a pack of wild hogs that would have been trouble for anyone other than Aima. When they had finally arrived aima had gotten herself a new cloak and shirt and some new javelins. She had been quiet not making many friends with the people who she had been sent to guard there, except for the kids. Somehow kids were never afraid of her, she never understood why.

It had been one of these kids, by the name of Tobaril who had dragged Aima to a jewler. Aima had been dragged around as a knight-protector and it was there when they had found a jewler that she had been told to get something for her maiden.

Aima had played along and gotten Rossiel an amethyst necklace and earrings. They had matched the color of one of Rossiel’s dresses. Tobraiel had told her to get her more and to astonish her. Aima had reluctantly gotten herself a set of chains to wrap around her horn’s. The kids played with them on the way back and after they saw her kill an alligator who tried to knock the cart over.

Aima had became a bit of a celebrity after that amongst the youth. They had called her, Starana because of the fact that when she entered the battlefield she crashed in like a comet because of her chains.Aima in actuality thought it was silly, but it was a hell of a lot better then Blood. It was odd finding herself fitting into Imladris.

Aima had two elven parents and although she never gotten a chance to meet either one of them. she had always wondered she would have done with the chance to know them. To know their culture and where they came from, She had learned their tongue but they were still considered an outsider by most. Now that they were fitting into Imladris it was odd, they had a people again a group of people they could care about and that didn’t see them as an oddity. There was the strange look now and then but the only person that mattered to them the most was Rossiel.

They smiled gently as they pulled out a necklace and wrapped it around Rossiel’s neck and clasped it into place. Aima sighed slightly embarassed that they had been to rough with the force to clasp it before realizing she was fine. Eventually they spoke up again parting a slight bit of Rossiel’s hair out of the way. “I had a productive day. I have a new mission now. I am now the Knight Protector of Imladris. Apparently you’re my maiden according to a bunch of the kids which means that I have to get you shiny things. And protect you from and any all harm ” Aima paused, slightly embarrassed again before correcting themselves “Not that I would ever let you get hurt normally. Or that you would ever let yourself get hurt, Your plenty capable. I just like to take care of you.” Aima realized quickly after saying that how badly they had stumbled and then sighed. They were bad with expressing care and even worse with words.

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Jolyne had been wandering through the cape for what had felt like weeks now. She knew it had been less time, but with time being accelerated and everything moving so fast she could barely think. Let alone process what the hell had been happening between them with the world moving a hairs breadth short of the speed of light.

She had no time to think, to stop moving and take a breath because the one time that she had, she had gotten separated from everyone else and ended up on her own. She wasn’t sure where she was now, the signs were a mix of Spanish and English? She wasn’t in the part of Florida she was used too that was for dammned sure.

She was also as far as she could tell alone. That was great, she couldn’t protect anyone she loved if she was by herself. She sighed steadied her thoughts and continued onwards trying to find any traces of the people she cared for most in the world until while looking through an abandoned library she heard a set of footsteps.

Turning around her head cocked on a 180 degree swivel she gasped. There was no mistaking whose face it was that she saw behind her. He was so young compared to how he looked now, fewer scars. She was stunned, what the hell was happening. She couldn’t control what slipped out of her mouth

“Dad?”

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Aima blushed as they finally managed to steady themselves letting the wounds seal themselves slowly. She began to wrap herself the chains that had been used previously to restrain her into whips that could be used to aid her. She forged the bars into makeshift spears with sheer might and eventually strapped them together with loose bandages across her back.

She needed to find her greatsword before she tried to fight the Kings guard royal guard. And the rest of her gear, but that wasn’t important now, figuring out what the fuck this lady wanted was more important then finding some old boots.

They raised a brow as they forged the spears into a neat bundle and tried to look for her own bag of holding in any of the nearby rooms outside of the cell before processing what she was saying. She was interested in the lives of the common folk and all beneath them and making sure they didn’t get hurt.

Aima sighed and placed their head back up against the wall. They realized that if this woman was a court mage, and a powerful enough one to have got underneath an army’s notice. She was an ally worth having, even if she was playing the game that all witches play at a certain point.

Aima corrected herself, speaking in an apologetic tone.” I’m going for the king and his wife. Not his kids or anyone else.

Nor any of his servants. I didn’t kill any of his men for the same reason. I don’t see the point in cutting anything off other than the source of the rot. He’s not the only source, the leader of the army, and the Daimyo.

I’ll kill them all if I have too. You’re just lucky enough to not be in way. I didn’t come here without knowing someone who can help people escape. This isn’t my first time doing this and it won’t be the last”She sighed, she didn’t really have a choice in that matter. She couldn’t stop, even if she wanted too. She couldn’t die or stop fighting so she was stuck doing this for all of fucking eternity.

She pinched the bridge of her nose to try and stem the tide of intrusive thoughts and after a deep breath she eventually looked back at the witch. Deciding to tease her she spoke up in a playful tone before she headed up the stairs into one of her many fights with authority.

“5 minutes huh?, I tend to take a while longer but doesn’t seem to take you long at all to finish when you get started on something. Plus” Aima flashed a grin as she strung up her boots and put her cloak on and then her hood and chuckled a tiny bit.” You like to tell everyone, Maybe I’ll see you after I’m finished darling” She mocked her accent playfully as she ennunciated every syllable before continuing.” Than we can find somewhere else can saunter off to for the usual reasons.” She winked and with that she was off. Cracking her neck and brandishing her makeshift weapons as she went.

One of the anarchists rioting and what not against the king was subdued. How funny. Playing 'court mage' (honestly, so insulting to be called that just because they lack creativity) to the king wasn't at all a first, nor would it be a last. She saw the direction this kingdom was going in, saw the stages it currently was at. That's why she was here.

But this creature all caged in the dungeons below shouldn't be. Or should? Curious, curious. No doubt they'll want to keep or execute the other for their efforts against the crown, disrupting peace and all that. Interfering with the corruption, in all honesty. Mortem was here to enable, to warn, to be a reminder of the path they were taking... perhaps it was a path better suited for another?

Her lips curved into a sly smile, amused by the way things unfolded. This little fool, trapped within the bowels of the castle. Was it to ensure none others would be harmed? How silly. They should know they are the priority here. Who will create change if not them?

The witch descended into the dungeons and found them with ease - none sought to stop her, to question her. They didn't trust her but they knew they also couldn't stop her acting when their greedy king let her do what he believed was necessary.

The prisoner's sarcasm and jokes were met with the witch's silence. She didn't much care for the coping mechanisms of the other. Let the woman feel uncertain and uncomfortable - it'll be a learning experience. Hopefully.

Mortem wasn't surprised by the kick and easily dipped out of the way before she yanked off the woman's blindfold. Let her see what she was doing. Deftly, her fingers unlocked one shackle and chain after another.

"Must it be one of the two?" The witch scoffed softly in amusement as she stood, having now freed the other entirely. "It's bold of you to assume I was ever on a side to begin with, lovely. Tis unwise to presume to know my ways." As the bars shattered, Mortem stepped through them and into the corridor of the dungeons once more.

"If you burn this place, many people you claim to fight for who work here will die. The king is not my boss. Kill him. I care not. You have five minutes to get your act together before I will alert him to your escape. Tis only fair, after-all." Her hands clasped together as she smiled thinly, amused by things the other didn't know. "May fortune favor you this eve."

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Zephyr frowned as they nodded in reaction to her warning about the risk of them being burned. They didn’t really feel pain like normal people didn’t, it was about a quarter or so. Maybe a 12th after the battle with the black dragon in their third year of college and their nerves got damaged in the acid breath. They still felt everything else the same but their pain receptors had already been dulled by the curse.

Meaning that Zephyr usually kept on doing whatever they could until their body physically couldn’t anymore.Even  if that meant that they were taking damage that could leave wounds that would linger for the rest of their life. 

The college’s magic helped heal wounds like that though and it  prevented them from getting any more lingering injuries . Out here was different, no professors to watch their back and there was no one else to stop them from going too far. 

The tadpole helped normalize their senses but it was up to them, and the hunger could throw any sense of self control out of the window and into the woods like it did here.

 They nodded to apologize as they put their hands behind their back sheepishly. Ears tilting downwards before they spoke, trying to control themselves and failing. “I’m sorry,I’ll try not to hurt myself like that again. It’s just hard sometimes because I miss you. There are things that I want to do with you that I don’t wanna do with other people” 

Zephyr blurted that out and then when they heard her say that they were her favorite too and that it should be obvious. Had the sun's rays had an effect on them like they did Astarion even without the tadpole. Zephyr would have spontaneously combusted. They barely maintained their position hanging upside down on the tent and managed to stutter out, continuing with cheeks getting progressively redder..

“I always miss you when you’re not here, you know. Nothing feels right and it always feels like I’m missing something and that everything is wrong. But then when you’re here everything that was wrong is right and everything is going to be okay.” That was good, right? Nothing that was too obvious slipped out and the hunger wasn’t too bad there and then when Zephyr stared at her for a moment too long. The way her smile formed so gently.The way her laugh echoed in their ear’s and her eyes,it always came back to her eyes. Zephyr was a frog trapped in a pot and they were getting thoroughly boiled and they couldnt stop what slipped out next. “Because I love you” Oh gods damn them , what did they do to deserve such punishment such as this. Did they kick a baby in a past life? Did they eat a dragon egg for brunch with a bunch of Thayan’s? It had to be something worse for a fate this cruel. 

They sighed and sat in the silence before just sadly embracing the silence, staring at Karlach as they struggled to continue realizing that they had strangled whatever they had in its proverbial crib. They thought about wild shaping to get away but they had put their body under too much stress earlier and so all they could do is stare and sit in the awkward silence.

Zephyr was someone who interested Karlach. Had since the first day she met them, really. Something about them washed over in mystery, yet they were such an open book once they'd gotten to know one another. She appreciated that -- people who weren't either terrified of her, or hated her thanks to what and who she was and had been. Honesty was a big thing for Karlach and always would be. Zephyr was honest. That's what she liked most about them. That, and the fact even though it was difficult, they stuck around. Wanted to be around her even when they couldn't really touch. Couldn't really be closer in any physical manner. Tonight was no different, it seemed. Holed up in her tent after gods knows how much happening that night. At the very least her heart was under control now. One upgrade in the way of many more. An itch under her skin at learning she could have another, if they simply found what they needed for it. Something to finally allow her closeness to others. what she craved the most after so many bloody years. . . Craved it without the pain, which she was reminded of thanks to Zephyr startling her, catching their own finger on fire in the process. "Oi -- be careful there, soldier. . . You know that's dangerous with me, yeah?" She tried to play it off, smile. Even if it pained her to know they would be harmed anytime they touched her. Surprise again came with the other's words. The flush to those cheeks that was honestly endearing beyond belief. Left Karlach to smile a bit, laugh softly, shake her head. "You know I missed you, too. You're kind of my favorite as well, if that wasn't obvious." After all, she spent the most of her time with them.

[sapphicxstarknight]

what if perhaps I added commander Shepard to my muses What then huh?

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She smirked as she continued to kiss up and down his jaw and his neck, savoring every second of the sweet smell of his cologne before she came up for air to speak. God she had missed this, getting moments to sneak away with him like they were lovedrunk college students.

“I could, but that means I’d have to share, which by all I means I’m not opposed too. But-“She paused as she traced her fingers through his hair and pulled him in through a kiss before gently biting his lip. With her other hand she began to unbutton his shirt and threw his tie off before continuing to speak as her hands pried off his shirt.

“It’s been all too long since I’ve had you too my self and I’ve missed you. Missed us, Missed getting to take care of you.” She pressed another set of kisses into his neck and was moving down into chest. Before she could move any further with her hands or with her tongue she heard her phone begin to ring. It was Rhodes, she bit her lip and looked up at Tony and in a moment she knew she would regret later. She grabbed her phone and threw it against the wall and got back to work. She needed this needed him

pepper pots ꒰ @sapphicxstarknight ꒱ sent : ⤷ [hickey] : sender’s muse leaves multiple hickies on receiver’s skin 

"Okay -- okay. Do you want me to look like a harlot by the time I have to go to this expo tomorrow? Really? What will the people think, Miss Pots?" Tony couldn't help the 'scandalization' in his tone of voice. Not that he necessarily meant it, really. In fact, at the moment -- he wasn't even attempting to stop her from the press of lips that continued along his skin. How could he? Why would he, was an even better question.

After all they didn't get time like this often anymore. More lately, compared to the past, but he was still a busy man no matter if he was doing the whole Iron Man schtick or not. Still had board meetings, expos, parties to be seen at. Tony Stark didn't die once the suit was mostly retired, after all. That just wasn't the way of the world. So with Pepper close he sighed, closed his eyes a moment, allowed her to continue on. "Seriously, I feel like a piece of meat right now. You might as well be serving me up with some veggies and potatoes." A huff on his end, somewhere between amused and relaxed thanks to her touch. "Which is not a complaint. Just, you know, by the way."

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Waking up in chains was not how Aima Doulos planned to spend their afternoon. Honestly they didn’t have a plan for most days or nights other than following the marks guidance. Usually that lead to helping as many people as possible like it had here, sure it led to the minor conndrum of Aima having to choose between surging in a public space and hurting innocents and winning the fighting or losing and getting captured.

As much as Aima hated chains in most situations they hated cells even more. They would never let innocent people get hurt not while they were still breathing. Not that they needed to breathe anymore. They did however need to see, which made the blindfold and the restraints around their legs and hands difficult.

They sighed and bit into their lip, They struggled and when they realized that these chains were Adamantine they realized that these people actually knew that she was strong. She was out of luck until someone fed her, or until they tried and failed to execute her, One of the two.

That was until she heard the sound of footsteps in front of her. Aima raised an eyebrow when instead of monologuing she heard keys unlock the cell and then the figure approached her and undid one of her handcuffs.

Aima was confused now and they decided now was the best time if any to figure out what the fuck was happening.”You know, i figure since we’re not exchanging safe words or sending stones that you aren’t here for the usual reason I’m in chains and blindfolded in a dark basement?” Aima bit their lip before feeling them go for their leg, Were they here for that? They didn’t know. They stammered out their next sentence as they felt them unlock their legs.” Then why are you here for?”

Aima didn’t hear any response and they snarled and went to kick whoever this was, before they eventually found their blindfold untied. When they opened their eyes and reacted to the bright light in front of them they were shocked the woman who had undone their restraints was the court mage. Why was she helping her?

Aima raised a brow and after all of her restraints were off she spoke up.” You switch sides because you know that this place is gonna go up in flames before the day is done.Or are you trying to hit me on before I kill your boss because that’s a fucking first” Aima laughed as they took the bars of the cell and shattered them

@cursedfortune

[sapphicxstarknight]

Continued from @askrossiel .

“You’re not walking, Not in the state that you’re in. I’ll carry you to the restroom if I have to. It’s my fault that you’re like this.” She was oversimplifying it, the orcs that had attacked the both of them had been surrounding Aima when they had hit Rossiel.

But she still felt guilty for not being able to get to her in time or the rest of the party with them. Especially because she had seen so many people in her life time fall to similar wounds and poisons.

Aima was many things, she could lift a building, slay a dragon. Wrestle a giant and maybe even kill a thousand men if she tried hard enough but she wasn’t a healer, as much as she longed to be. The only wounds she could heal were her own, that could hurt more than a thousand scars.

She tried not to focus on her own scars for the moment and instead focus on her allies. She gently elbowed her and smirked teasing her.

“You know when you’re feeling better I’m going to drink you under the table. How does that sound? It’s on me,What do you like?” She questioned trying to cheer Rossiel up.

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B sighed and nodded, they looked at the flickering vision of the Man with a bit of astonishment. They knew that Rossiel had been working for the foundation for a long time, they didn't know it had been that long. They had always been bogged down in other questions about the distant past and dwarves and magic and things of that sort. Stuff that was new, Something B was always in pursuit of with the way that their mind was always moving and always consuming information. B remembered exactly what she was talking about, The debate that she had processed and thought about because of her hamon and her own abilities. She had figured then that it didn't matter how long you knew someone or how long they would be around for, just that you would be around them at all. She sighed as she listened and she scratched the back of her neck before answering "I know and your right. Your always right. I just worry that as soon as i slow down im not gonna be me anymore, Im just gonna be another useless shmuck who does desk work and has a 401k or what ever the fuck. I'll be some lame loser who settles down and stays in one place and becomes boring and useless and i fucking hate that!" She stomped in frustration before eventually relaxing and sighing.Biting her lip in anger and then finally finally relaxing "Im sorry for taking it on you, You know i love you right buddy?"She elbowed them gently with a smile trying to lighten the tone

It was a sharp blow, and Rossiel's pained expression took several long moments ere she was able to master herself and regain composure.

"It is true that we are less susceptible to illness and tiring of the body -- indeed, I have not in recent memory suffered any grave malady save for the Stand-arrow's fever -- but we dwell as much in memory as we do in the waking world. Perhaps even moreso."

The leafy silver tendrils of Bard's Song coiled about her wrists, and above the upraised palms of each hand, two shimmering images took shape. Upon one hand stood a tall Elf clad in green robes, his ornate silver sash adorned with golden vines. Upon the other, an elderly mortal in a tidy suit leaned upon a wooden cane; and beneath his broad-brimmed hat, his care-lined face was crossed by a prominent scar.

"Do candles pity moths? Or moths candles, when the wind blows them out?" she recited softly, words familiar to any Elven lore-master. "Need we re-tread the Debate of Finrod and Andreth? I have known and held dear both moths and swiftly-extinguished candle-flames, and I forget neither."

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Yukako had been having a bad day all things considered. Failing her nutrition exam by 3 points was something akin to personal torture. The fact that she was unsure when she was going to next be able to take the class was awful, she had no idea what she was going to do now.

She would be behind her dear Koichi who had passed swimmingly and she had no idea of how she was going to take care of him and their future children if she couldn’t even finish her exam right. They were engaged, but what if he broke the engagement because she failed the exam and her future was in doubt and he stopped loving her.

This whole situation had made her angry, so angry that she had been taking it out on little things today. Slamming the door when she meant to close it and not apologizing. Getting upset at Rohan for the way that he had been writing too loud. Okyasu for chewing too loud and Koichi for bumping into her.

She felt awful for that and she had meant to apologize to all of them, especially her beloved Koichi but when she came to his house and he was talking to an elementary school teacher who had moved next door for just a second too long. That was all that it took for her to snap

When Koichi had went back inside she looked at this teacher like she was the devil herself and approached with pure hatred. Stomping the whole way through her boots clicking as eventually she spoke up to her, barely resisting the urge to snap her neck with her stand before Yukako screamed at Anya ad she was walking away.

“You @nursewashing didn’t anyone ever tell you it’s in bad taste to speak to men who are engaged without their fiancés present, or were you raised by fools. You certainly look like someone who was raised by a fool.” She spoke with malice in her tone and she snarled before speaking again.” What reason do you have to be speaking to my dear Koichi. Are you trying to steal his heart? Because I won’t allow that to happen!, Not on my life.”