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PLOTTING CALL — ACROSS ALL BLOGS
like this post and i'll head into your dms / discord to plot something more concrete outside of asks replies, something heartier, something meatier with my mortal kombat crew: hanzo, quan chi, kenshi, johnny, takeda. crossovers / timelines / verses available.
#file 6a 「 𝘗𝘓𝘖𝘛𝘛𝘐𝘕𝘎 𝘊𝘈𝘓𝘓 」#at work pecking away at replies little by little and got nothing but time to think.
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There is no pity in his gaze, only a solemn understanding of the others wishes. But standing as he is, a man whose life truly revolves around the concept of family, of clan, of belonging, he does not wish to see the young fighter tear himself apart for the sake of blood relatives that could not care less of him.
"They do not deserve your efforts, not if in turn they are not willing to seek out and reconnect with you, spurred by their best intentions."
He has been in the middle of such a case, after all, and he rightfully let Takeda burn through the ire of his abandonment before Kenshi could speak a word in his own defense... but Kenshi at least had returned, sought to reconnect and acknowledge his failings. They are strangers to him, Nero's blood, and he cannot make judgement on them without understanding their position... but he is allowed to have his thoughts.
@vvraithful said "if you try to be a bridge laid down between them, they will tear you in half."
the time here has given him more wisdom than he could ever gain. but with the way he says these words he can feel his stomach turn. the idea that they could be separated now that they were somewhat together again is a bug that has been eating him alive but surely it has. it's not even a family he has it's.. people that he's related to, one that he finds deeply cool and the other that really he doesn't know a lot of his deal. just that he cut off his arm and that it's dante's brother.
yet there's something that just.. he wants to let them in, let them exist in this life that he built for himself. then there's this voice that just keeps screaming why would they even want anything to do with you. they already lived plenty of years and fuck you even got abandoned, they wanted nothing to do with you and they will want nothing to do with you. but even with this thought it makes him choke up. fucking emotions.
he fidgets a little, suddenly he feels like he is a little kid again, he did not believe in sunshine and rainbows then but at least he had some hope, something in him screamed that they could.. get better, if he was here he could be that bridge. "i'd rather they tear me in half." he says it with a sincere look on his face. this was as if he had a hand to his chest, grabbed his heart and put it all on display. "i have to try, right?"
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Enough is enough - he loathes that he gives into the goading, the taunting, but between the threats against his clan and the cruel taunting over his family his self control does run dry, each word fanning the flames of his anger, poking the ever present hurt at the very center of his being.
Trust the other to be a macabre reflection of his darkest self. A shadow whispering his failings in his ear.
"You will not speak of them." Hanzo all but growls at the other, and at the provocation, the other crowding his space and being the one to impale himself on his kunai, he has no resource but to stab it deeper, dreaming of piercing through whatever unbeating remnant of a heart the other has.
Here, together, blood as dark as night running down his wrist, staring into the eyes of his killer, of the man he murdered, Hanzo feels nothing but scorn.
"You were beaten fairly, Sub-Zero. Do not paint yourself an innocent victim, I killed you just as you would have killed me once more." With that, he moves to shove the other away from him, skin crawling with their proximity. "And I will not be the one granting you the peace of death, a privilege undeserved by you."
❝ Enough of this! ❞
His own patience is wearing thin at this point. It no longer matters to him if Scorpion admits his guilt. He had killed Quan Chi, taking away Bi-Han's only chance at vengeance along with everything else he had taken from him before. With the sorcerer dead, Hanzo would be the one paying the price in his stead.
❝ To think you failed your wife and child twice... You couldn't protect them. And when you had the chance to bring them back... You failed again. How weak. ❞ The wraith throws away his own weapon and steps closer, advancing until the tip of Hanzo's kunai impales his undead flesh.
❝ It seems to me you can only kill unarmed men. Go ahead. You've done it once, why not again? ❞
He finds a twisted sense of satisfaction in cornering the other, in seeing him so aggravated, yet helpless, desperately trying to prove he is a better man now ⸺ and with the same desperation, Bi-Han is trying to prove him wrong.
#muse : hanzo 「 𝘙𝘌𝘗𝘓𝘠 」#coldstoicism#cut to Noob running to Kuai Liang playing the victim like ough... help... hanzo attacked me help brother.... /j#work posting
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Skarlet v Scorpion for @masoncarr2244
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"You speak of Quan Chi." No nonsense, his reply is as dry as the air around him, but her words finally do seem to get his attention… perhaps it was best they didn't. He turns to face her properly, body tense as he looks the stranger over, assessing any possible threat. If she seeks Quan Chi, he doubts it is for good enough reason - his master does not have many friends, as it stands.
And her mocking manner of speech does not strike him as someone willing to simply converse with the sorcerer, mentally categorizing with the likes of the actor and the mercenary he's seen in the tournament.
"If you wish to address him, you will speak through me." For that is what he is, a door man, a guard dog. He shall judge if her matters are worthy of the sorcerer's attention.
V stands just a few steps away, posture casual—but only because she has to keep it that way. Her cyberware hums in discomfort, sensitive to the flicker of heat rolling off him in waves.
She wasn’t expecting this. Floating embers, scorched floor, a face carved from hellfire & wrath. The kind of presence that makes your heart skip for entirely the wrong reasons.
Her hand twitches toward her hip. Instinct. Knife? Gun? Nah, like that’d help. So instead, she clears her throat—and immediately regrets how dry it comes out.
“I’m not here to make friends either...” she starts, voice wry but tight, like someone throwing a rock at a bear just to see if it moves.
She shrugs, muttering under her breath. “Just figured if I was gonna be incinerated, I’d at least like to know who’s doing the roasting.”
V then huffs and rubs the back of her neck, eyes darting around as if she expects a trapdoor to open beneath her at any moment.
After another awkward beat, she squints at him again and goes: “…So uh… Mr. Fire Ninja, you haven’t seen this tall pale bastard anywhere, have you?”
She gestures vaguely, miming some kind of ghostly blast with her hands. “White skin, bald, no eyebrows, keeps tossing green skulls, real dramatic face paint. Thinks he's hot shit but looks like a rejected Halloween DLC?”
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Kneeling before a line of Shirai Ryu, Master Hasashi bows his head to the floor in gratitude for the spirits that guide his training, and the line in front of him does the same. Only then are they allowed to stand up and disperse.
He has finished with today's training of the newest of his clan initiates. Unsteady steps and uncertain moves meant he had to repeat himself until they were moving as one cohesive unit, but he was seeing improvement and he could not ask for more… except perhaps some more discipline in certain cases, but such is life. In time, they would get there.
He was not expecting any visitors, so when a clan member goes to fetch him with the announcement of someone seeking his attention, Hanzo is quick to greet - and his expression is just as quick to betray his thoughts when he sees who it is.
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“Do you always announce yourself with fire or am I just lucky?” 🤣
Embers still float and fizzle out around him, ash falling to the floor as the scent of something burnt goes through the air. Scorpion has made an appearance, and it commands attention, as fleeting and passing as it might be.
Most have gotten used to it at this point, few commented on it, and fewer still made comments directly to him. People usually give him a wide berth should they cross paths, and he's gotten used to that. Perhaps he's underappreciated that fact, as isolating and miserable as it might be.
He eyes her from the side, clearly weighing his disposition - to be offended, to disregard or to acknowledge?
Scorpion settles on trying to ignore her. He had yet to see her here before, and in truth he did not particularly care to know anyone. He was here to serve under Quan Chi with whatever meddling errands the sorcerer could occupy him with until he had his revenge, not to socialize.
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cowboy bebop starters
❝ i can’t tell when you’re joking and when you’re not. ❞ ❝ you look ridiculous in that outfit. ❞ ❝ when we show fear, it jumps at us faster than light. ❞ ❝ go on, pull the trigger. ❞ ❝ guess you’ll have to chalk it up to bad luck. ❞ ❝ whatever happens, happens. ❞ �� how long were you there? i didn’t hear you come in. ❞ ❝ some promises are made to be broken. ❞ ❝ you’ve already caused me enough trouble. ❞ ❝ i’m fully aware of the danger. ❞ ❝ why do you do all of this? for money? some sort of revenge? or perhaps just for fun? ❞ ❝ the more you know, the shorter your life will be. ❞ ❝ let’s just say my past is catching up to me. ❞ ❝ go ahead and run. how far do you think you’ll get? ❞ ❝ i want to get out of this life. ❞ ❝ i’ll be with you. until the end. ❞ ❝ you’re lucky you got away with only this scratch on your arm. ❞ ❝ stick your neck out too far, and you’ll get it cut. ❞ ❝ i was starting to worry about you. ❞ ❝ i thought i’d say goodbye, since it’ll be the last i’ll be seeing you. ❞ ❝ you know the first rule of combat? shoot them before they shoot you. ❞ ❝ you’ve never told me anything about yourself. ❞ ❝ hey there, having a little trouble? ❞ ❝ do you have any idea what you look like? a ravenous beast. ❞ ❝ this is strictly business. ❞ ❝ are you pleading for your life? ❞ ❝ i love the kind of woman that can kick my ass. ❞ ❝ remember: a snake cannot eat a dragon. ❞ ❝ you came all the way here to see me? ❞ ❝ belonging is the very best thing there is. ❞ ❝ there was no place for me to return to. this was the only place i could go. ❞ ❝ they lead you like a lamb to slaughter. ❞ ❝ if we had met earlier in life, do you think that we would have been friends? ❞ ❝ i’m not a criminal. woah…that makes me sound more like a criminal, doesn’t it? ❞ ❝ you know what they say. easy come, easy go. ❞ ❝ no one can draw a clear line between sane and insane. you move that line as you see fit for yourself. ❞ ❝ don’t try to talk anymore. we’ll have a doctor in a few minutes. ❞ ❝ why do you have to go? ❞ ❝ i know who you are. i’ve heard about you. ❞ ❝ you should see yourself right now. ❞ ❝ so, you’re finally awake. ❞ ❝ either way, we were destined to end up like this. ❞ ❝ that threat doesn’t work on me anymore. ❞ ❝ a star just fell from the sky. ❞ ❝ we should’ve never taken such a risk. ❞ ❝ your heart is colder than any planet. ❞ ❝ of the days that i have lived, only those i spent with you felt real. ❞ ❝ what’s wrong? lost your nerve? ❞ ❝ hello there, my friend, welcome to hell. ❞ ❝ how long were you in there listening? ❞ ❝ i have no fear of death. it just means dreaming in silence. ❞ ❝ you’re kidding yourself if you think every person is like you. they’re not. ❞ ❝ you told me once to forget the past, but you’re the one still tied to it. ❞ ❝ before i knew it, the dream was all over ❞ ❝ angels banished from heaven have no choice but to become devils. ❞ ❝ having ourselves a little nap, huh? ❞ ❝ time never stands still. ❞ ❝ you are a part of me that i had lost. ❞ ❝ you’re a good shot. ❞ ❝ let’s go somewhere. just the two of us. ❞ ❝ so, there is no place for me after all. ❞ ❝ there is nothing in this world to believe in. ❞ ❝ when this is over, i’m getting out of it. all of it. ❞ ❝ shit. this whole thing gives me a headache. ❞ ❝ the same blood runs through both of us. ❞ ❝ if there’s anyone who needs pity here, it’s you. ❞ ❝ why are you still alive? ❞ ❝ so, how about it? you’ll have a little drink, won’t you? ❞ ❝ once you let your teeth in something, you never let go of it. ❞ ❝ i’m not in a great mood right now, all right? ❞ ❝ what, you think you’re too good to talk to me? ❞ ❝ everything’s broken around this place. ❞ ❝ didn’t your grandmother ever tell you to finish what you start? ❞ ❝ i’ll meet you at the end of this world. ❞ ❝ you were always waiting for me. and that’s all i needed. you. ❞ ❝ what are you spacing out about? ❞ ❝ what are you going to do? throw away your life like it was nothing? ❞ ❝ i’m watching a dream i’ll never wake up from. ❞ ❝ i’m not the type to be led around. ❞ ❝ it’s so like you to worry about things. ❞ ❝ come on out. you can’t run anymore. ❞ ❝ don’t give me that art of war crap. ❞ ❝ you’re a strange one, aren’t you? ❞ ❝ this could be a trap. ❞ ❝ for some reason, i didn’t feel sad. it just didn’t seem real. ❞ ❝ if i tell you, i’d have to kill you. ❞ ❝ now, don’t get hotheaded. ❞ ❝ there’s something you’re looking for, isn’t there? something you need to find? ❞ ❝ if you wanna know something, let me see some cash. ❞ ❝ hey, i said i was sorry. ❞ ❝ i don’t know who you are and i don’t really give a damn. ❞ ❝ if you want to receive, you must first give. ❞ ❝ i had a little trouble, but it’s nothing i can’t handle. ❞ ❝ tell me what you’re doing here. ❞ ❝ we either deceive or are deceived. we flourish or perish. ❞ ❝ you don’t give up, do you? ❞ ❝ if you want to survive, you’ll have to betray me at times. ❞ ❝ i had no idea the view from up here would be so breathtaking. ❞ ❝ damn…all that work and no reward. ❞ ❝ don’t come back. there won’t be a place for you. ❞ ❝ i haven’t committed any crimes. well…at least not bad ones. ❞ ❝ doing things like this won’t bring you any good. ❞ ❝ what happened to your generosity? ❞ ❝ i’ve never had anything good happen to me when i trusted others. ❞ ❝ little by little, i felt something inside of me go numb. ❞ ❝ thank god i can finally relax. take a little breather. ❞ ❝ come on, hang in there, you hear me? ❞ ❝ do not fear death. death is always at our side. ❞ ❝ you’re in a good mood today. ❞ ❝ i don’t know why i’m telling you all this. i feel like i’m in a confession booth. ❞ ❝ you’ve never listened to anyone in your whole life. ❞ ❝ we’re supposed to be a team here, you know. ❞ ❝ you’re avoiding the subject and you know it. what are you trying to hide from me? ❞ ❝ to our new alliance, and perhaps even friendship. ❞ ❝ when something goes wrong, someone must take responsibility. ❞ ❝ what’s your problem? you wanna fight? ❞ ❝ don’t try anything. ❞ ❝ you’ve got a bit of mercy in you, haven’t you? ❞ ❝ i want to be strong like you. ❞ ❝ what’s all this? isn’t this a little risky? ❞ ❝ it’s no use playing innocent. ❞ ❝ you have something beautiful deep inside you. it’s hard for some people to tell, but it’s there. ❞ ❝ you’re trembling. ❞ ❝ how do you know so much about me? ❞ ❝ i’m okay. it takes more than to kill me. ❞ ❝ ‘survival of the fittest’ is the law of nature. ❞ ❝ i want to live my own life, make my own decisions…even if they are terrible mistakes. ❞ ❝ hey, thanks a lot for the warm welcome. ❞ ❝ what makes you think you can do whatever the hell you like? ❞ ❝ you’re just walking trouble, so stay out of it. ❞ ❝ i said i don’t feel like doing this. ❞ ❝ you’re just afraid they’ll abandon you, so you abandon them. ❞ ❝ and you trust me just like that? ❞ ❝ i never did understand you, right to the very end. ❞ ❝ unfortunately, we quickly forget the lessons we learn, and then we have to learn them all over again. ❞ ❝ you’ll survive this. be strong. ❞ ❝ how many lies are you going to tell me before you’re done? ❞ ❝ remember: i will always be cheering you on. ❞ ❝ what do you get by running away? ❞ ❝ do people ever tell you that you’re the silent type? ❞ ❝ i get a strange feeling when i look in your eyes. ❞ ❝ this time, i hope you have sweet dreams. ❞ ❝ will you rescue me if someone goes wrong? ❞ ❝ do you want to know a secret about my past? ❞ ❝ even if you play by the rules, nothing gets solved. ❞ ❝ you’re gonna carry that weight. ❞ ❝ so, you were going to betray me? ❞ ❝ that arrogance of yours will be your ruin. ❞ ❝ you’re the only one i can turn to for help right now. ❞ ❝ i’m not the delicate cautious type. ❞ ❝ i…can’t come with you. ❞ ❝ my love for you burns strong. ❞ ❝ they say ghosts appear in places where they have regrets. ❞ ❝ in this world, people must cherish whatever ties they have. ❞ ❝ you’re the one person i could never forgive. ❞ ❝ serves you right. this is poetic justice. ❞ ❝ i’ve got no place to stay. ❞ ❝ we’ll leave here and get out of this. ❞ ❝ what makes you think that you know anything about me? ❞ ❝ i’m telling you this for your own good. if you’re smart, you’ll stay out of it. ❞ ❝ of course, i can see now how stupid i was. ❞ ❝ did you sleep well? ❞ ❝ keep dreaming. it’s never going to happen. ❞ ❝ sometimes it’s good not to ask ‘what’s in it for me?’ ❞ ❝ does it look like i’m joking around? ❞ ❝ all is fair in love and war. ❞ ❝ i’m just glad you’re safe. ❞ ❝ maybe this is the one i won’t come back from. ❞ ❝ it’s no use. there’s nothing we can do. ❞ ❝ what a smile. so sad…so beautiful. ❞ ❝ i know why you’re here. ❞ ❝ well, it looks like all my good karma is finally paying off. ❞ ❝ could you be a little quieter, please? ❞ ❝ if we do not show fear, it casts its eye upon us gently and then guides us into infinity. ❞ ❝ i’ll take care of this. you can go back. ❞ ❝ this is the real world. this is no place for pretty ideals. ❞ ❝ i’m just watching a bad dream i never wake up from. ❞ ❝ for once, just stick to the plan. ❞ ❝ this is the first time i agree with you on something. ❞ ❝ you haven’t changed, huh? ❞ ❝ maybe…or maybe that’s just part of the legend. ❞ ❝ if i get caught, nothing can save me. nothing. ❞
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WHY DO YOU HURT?
because you have made mistakes you cannot swallow — mistakes come back to you like echoes in an empty cave. you have been trying since you started but does trying count? is trying good enough? every night it visits you, the pain that you have caused with your clumsy hands and venom-tongue. life careens onward, onward, with the moon hung in the sky and the sun the day after, but you walk backwards on this path so you can keep sight of what you did. the destruction still feels fresh. it still feels like fire, where you burned them. fire is supposed to be warm. it burned them, and it will swallow you. blow out the candle. let it rest. some things are better left behind in the dark.
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WHAT TYPE OF GHOST ARE YOU?
WRAITH — It wasn't fair, how you died. Everyone knows it wasn't fair. Maybe it was abrupt, or unjust, or just some freak occurrence with one-in-a-million odds. Either way, you weren't ready to go, and you're understandably hurt. So now you linger in a place of comfort. Your childhood home, your bedroom, the park you walked your dog in, the church you went to; somewhere of personal importance to you. The problem is, you lash out at anyone who invades your comfort area. You chase away people who encroach on your territory before you even know why they're there, and you get angry if they come back. What happened to you was terrible, but not everyone wants to hurt you. Remember that people who come into your comfort area may be trying to help you, and try not to immediately respond by isolating yourself.
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Hayami Gyoshu
Hayami Gyoshu: Dance of Flames
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What’s a hobby they used to have that they miss?
How often do they show their genuine emotions to others versus just the audience knowing?
What’s something unimportant / frivolous that they hate passionately?
WEIRDLY SPECIFIC BUT HELPFUL CHARACTER BUILDING QUESTIONS
What’s a hobby they used to have that they miss?
Painting. Mostly scenery and still life, as he's self conscious about his ability to paint people - the only person he's ever genuinely tried to paint was Harumi, but even that's been lost to time.
It gives him tranquility and the ability to focus in the present moment, and he used to do it to decompress after long assignments. He hesitates to start again because part of him thinks he's just lost his abilities after not being able to indulge in art after so long.
How often do they show their genuine emotions to others versus just the audience knowing?
Hanzo is a man incapable of hiding his emotions — what you see is what you get. Sadness and despair are the ones the shows more mutely, overshadowed by his fiery temper, but this also means in equal measure that he is incapable of hiding his joy and pride. He might be shy in his showing of it, but he is capable of smiling should the occasion call for it.
What’s something unimportant / frivolous that they hate passionately?
The Cage family's incessant jokes. As people he has nothing against them personally, in fact he finds their feats quite admirable... but by the gods does their humor wear him out. He is more lenient with Cassie, as she does seem to have some sort of understanding of where his patience lies... but Johnny Cage himself? The man seemingly finds joy in poking and provoking him. Irritating.
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Scorpion merely listens, gaze following the other's actions, allowing the young man to speak his truth, and he hangs on every word spoken, mind attempting to make sense of things, attempting to extrapolate meaning from what little he's been told so far.
Hasashi had turned against Shinnok - did that mean he was freed of the Netherrealm's grasp? He felt it so by the mere sight of the other, human and aged, a peace seeking disposition Scorpion found alien in the moment of their meeting… but this thought eased him.
Again, a nice thought for the future - but he knows his soul is still bound to the wiles of a cruel necromancer.
But his thoughts are then interrupted by what he hears next. We had to start over, meaning their clan was victimized once more - and a flare of anger goes through his soul, the air around him feeling a touch hotter, frustration bleeding through his sour expression. "Were their death's avenged?" His immediate question, the one way his mind could process being able to move on, to start over yet again.
It is not his clan, but it is the Shirai Ryu in some form - the thought of these gardens defiled once more… he was getting himself upset with a past he did not experience, but he cannot help it, his soul's fire driven by his volatile emotions.
When Takeda moves, so does he, following after a few steps behind, needing the distance to attempt to school his anger. As things stand, the clan is clearly flourishing, and Takeda's words are reassuring in some form… but he remains simmering.
Volatile, unreasonable, wrathful. All the reasons it was thought best he stay behind.
It's odd for him to see his mentor's silhouette shrink away from touching anything in a place he so rightly belongs. Takeda is glad to have met Hanzo Hasashi when he was allowed to be himself. He's not sure how else to feel listening to Scorpion speak than heartbroken.
Of course those are his most vivid memories, dumbass. Not like it was an entirely stupid question, though! Hearing the differences--that there's more space, more accounting for growth--just reminds Takeda that the clan from before and as it is now walk different paths for a purpose.
And it's not as though Takeda is a stranger to blood spatter and destruction in their home. To suffering and death. He spins the bo staff over his palm idly, listening, just before Scorpion turns to him and asks. The staff lands in both his palms then and slants across his form between them.
"Grand--Master Hasashi," he slides into the shorter title for way of explanation, and because that is always who he will be most to Takeda. "He looked for people who'd been hurt by Shinnok and the war, survivors. Ones who wanted to grow and help protect Earthrealm." It's maybe condensing things, everything to do with Shinnok mainly, but none of it will make sense yet for Scorpion anyway so no need to dwell. "Eventually, uh, I was brought here." And they already went over that, so.
"But we--" Again Takeda can feel his face falling. If he's going to be honest that means he has to talk about the bad part. The time the past did repeat itself. He turns away to put up the bo staff and inhales silently to even out his focus again, then moves to walk down the steps normally, not making eye contact with Scorpion again yet. "We lost people. We had to start over, not all the way but. The way we are now, Earthrealm is our biggest priority aside from protecting our own." Our family. Takeda doesn't want to talk about carrying limp bodies and splitting heads in half if he can avoid it. "Growth's been steady. A lot of people like us have built something new here. We, uh, hah, definitely needed more space after a while." He says like us because it's Scorpion who drew a connection between them, so he'll know what he means: People who've lost everything, people with no other home, and people who want to atone.
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ooooh i want to do terrible things to this creature
#ooc 「 𝘎𝘌𝘕𝘌𝘙𝘈𝘓 」#muse : hanzo 「 𝘍𝘈𝘊𝘌 」#this is horny posting by the way. i'm not saying what i'd do to him because i'd get taken away.
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𝟏𝟎𝟎 𝑵𝑶𝑵𝑽𝑬𝑹𝑩𝑨𝑳 𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑷𝑻𝑺 . ( a collection of 100 nonverbal action prompts . mature and potentially triggering themes are present . add “ + reverse ” to swap assigned roles . )
∗ o1﹕ sender tucks hair out of receiver’s face . ∗ o2﹕ sender offers receiver a bite from their fork . ∗ o3﹕ sender places their feet / legs in receiver's lap . ∗ o4﹕ sender offers receiver an earbud to share their music . ∗ o5﹕ sender comforts receiver in the aftermath of a nightmare . ∗ o6﹕ sender gives receiver company in the hospital . ∗ o7﹕ sender wraps their arms around a hysterical receiver to calm them . ∗ o8﹕ sender shows up at receiver’s home late at night . ∗ o9﹕ sender falls asleep leaning against receiver . ∗ 1o﹕ sender wields a [ gun / knife ] at receiver . ∗ 11﹕ sender runs their fingers through receiver’s hair . ∗ 12﹕ sender invites receiver to dance . ∗ 13﹕ sender takes a [ picture / video ] of receiver . ∗ 14﹕ sender places their head in receiver’s lap . ∗ 15﹕ sender and receiver make eye contact across a busy room . ∗ 16﹕ sender pushes receiver against a wall to kiss them . ∗ 17﹕ sender and receiver cook together . ∗ 18﹕ sender comes to receiver after being injured . ∗ 19﹕ sender sits in receiver’s lap . ∗ 2o﹕ sender lifts receiver's chin , invoking eye contact . ∗ 21﹕ sender overtakes receiver in combat . ∗ 22﹕ sender finds receiver [ injured / bloodied ] . ∗ 23﹕ sender straightens an article of receiver’s clothes . ∗ 24﹕ sender crawls into bed with receiver . ∗ 25﹕ sender rolls their eyes at receiver . ∗ 26﹕ sender lights receiver’s [ cigarette / joint ] . ∗ 27﹕ sender is caught wearing receiver's clothes . ∗ 28﹕ sender strikes receiver with a pillow . ∗ 29﹕ sender writes a note on receiver’s skin : [ note ] . ∗ 3o﹕ sender wraps a blanket around receiver’s shoulders . ∗ 31﹕ sender runs and jumps into receiver’s arms . ∗ 32﹕ sender shoves receiver out of anger . ∗ 33﹕ sender hovers over receiver’s shoulder as they complete a task . ∗ 34﹕ sender is found by receiver somewhere they shouldn’t be . ∗ 35﹕ sender curls up against receiver in their sleep . ∗ 36﹕ sender is found drunk by receiver . ∗ 37﹕ sender throws an item of sentiment bitterly at receiver . ∗ 38﹕ sender joins receiver in the shower . ∗ 39﹕ sender is caught following receiver . ∗ 4o﹕ sender traces one of receiver’s [ scars / bruises ] . ∗ 41﹕ sender twines their fingers with receiver’s . ∗ 42﹕ sender barges into receiver’s home unannounced . ∗ 43﹕ sender kicks receiver’s shin beneath a table . ∗ 44﹕ sender aggressively shoves past receiver . ∗ 45﹕ sender kisses receiver’s [ forehead / cheek ] . ∗ 46﹕ sender pulls receiver out of harm’s way . ∗ 47﹕ sender is found sobbing by receiver . ∗ 48﹕ sender locks receiver out of their room . ∗ 49﹕ sender brings receiver [ coffee / tea ] in the morning . ∗ 5o﹕ sender rests their forehead against receiver’s . ∗ 51﹕ sender plays a song for receiver that reminds them of them : [ song ] . ∗ 52﹕ sender takes a [ punch / stab / bullet ] meant for receiver . ∗ 53﹕ sender buys receiver a drink at a bar . ∗ 54﹕ sender needs receiver’s help getting in the bath . ∗ 55﹕ sender and receiver cross paths in the kitchen late at night . ∗ 56﹕ sender twists receiver’s arm behind their back . ∗ 57﹕ sender winks at receiver . ∗ 58﹕ sender is found collapsed by receiver . ∗ 59﹕ sender prevents an injured receiver from getting up . ∗ 6o﹕ sender claps a hand over receiver’s mouth to silence them . ∗ 61﹕ sender cages receiver against a [ wall / the floor ] with their arms . ∗ 62﹕ sender storms away from receiver during an argument . ∗ 63﹕ sender is found by receiver sleeping in receiver’s bed . ∗ 64﹕ sender [ applies / touches up ] receiver’s makeup . ∗ 65﹕ sender throws receiver into a wall during combat . ∗ 66﹕ sender dances sensually with receiver . ∗ 67﹕ sender strikes receiver across the face . ∗ 68﹕ sender places their hand on receiver’s leg while driving . ∗ 69﹕ sender pulls a chair out from under receiver . ∗ 7o﹕ sender catches receiver’s wrist when they turn to leave . ∗ 71﹕ sender leaves an intimate mark on receiver . ∗ 72﹕ sender beats receiver in a video game . ∗ 73﹕ sender and receiver stand in stunned silence after a fight . ∗ 74﹕ sender cares for receiver while they’re sick . ∗ 75﹕ sender and receiver go on a hike . ∗ 76﹕ sender is caught snooping in receiver’s things . ∗ 77﹕ sender and receiver cuddle while watching television . ∗ 78﹕ sender throws something aggressively at receiver . ∗ 79﹕ sender creeps up behind receiver to scare them . ∗ 8o﹕ sender and receiver go shopping together . ∗ 81﹕ sender helps receiver [ dye / style ] their hair . ∗ 82﹕ sender draws receiver into a kiss by the back of their neck . ∗ 83﹕ sender is discovered having a panic attack by receiver . ∗ 84﹕ sender accidentally injures receiver during sparring . ∗ 85﹕ sender grabs receiver roughly by the hair . ∗ 86﹕ sender brings receiver to their knees during combat . ∗ 87﹕ sender shows receiver evidence of a lie they told . ∗ 88﹕ sender winks [ seductively / mockingly ] at receiver . ∗ 89﹕ sender yells at receiver to put their hands in the air . ∗ 9o﹕ sender helps receiver patch up a wound . ∗ 91﹕ sender holds receiver as they cry . ∗ 92﹕ sender silently and angrily points receiver towards the door . ∗ 93﹕ sender gestures for receiver to sit down . ∗ 94﹕ sender pulls receiver into their lap . ∗ 95﹕ sender cradles receiver’s face . ∗ 96﹕ sender tackles receiver out of the way of danger . ∗ 97﹕ sender has hidden an injury from receiver , and receiver finds out . ∗ 98﹕ sender confronts receiver about their unhealthy behavior . ∗ 99﹕ sender proposes to receiver . ∗ 1oo﹕ sender has just died , receiver finds out .
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