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@anxther-lifx
It’s Official!
I’ve made the move to a primary blog! I’ll be following as many of my current writing partners as I can, and hopefully we can pick up where we left off.
Check out my new blog here: @another-life-rp
This side blog will be archived for posterity. :3
Attention!
Hey everyone, I’d like to let you know that I’m considering moving over to a main account. It’s getting cumbersome to have to send anonymous asks and tell everyone I follow that I’m not actually roleplaying from my main blog. Also, it’d be nice to actually be able to like things like starter calls instead of reblogging them.
Especially when it comes to interacting with more private muns, I think this change will make my RP experience here on Tumblr much smoother.
I’ll make a post on here letting my followers know what my new url will be. I’ll try to keep it similar to this one. :)
[ psa ]
okay so …. since this has been a long time coming, i’ll be REBOOTING this blog with a different url – starting fresh, kind of??? maybe keeping some interactions and threads, but all in all I haven’t been feeling the best on here with how old this blog is and how many memories it has and I’d still LOVE to write Hanzo so … a reboot may seem the best option? I’ll keep it kinda private among the people I know well, but if you really want the new url please LIKE this and I’ll let you know where to find me, once it’s done.
BLOG IS DONE !!! like this if you want me to give you the url <3
Acts of Affection
Send in a symbol from YOUR muse to see how MY muse will react to yours! For the ones where YOUR muse gives or says something to mine: WILD CARD! Your muse can pick the item, sings a specific song, or says a specific thing!
Family/Platonic:
✩ Grooming, brushing, or tending to their hair.
✪ Rubbing their back after a stressful day or disappointment.
★ Cooking them their favorite meal and feeding them.
✬ Making them their favorite hot beverage.
☼ Cuddling on the sofa next to each other.
☀ Singing them to sleep.
☆ Getting them something they need before they ask for it.
☄ Leaning your head on their shoulder while they talk.
✥ Play fighting!
❃ Mussing their hair or tugging at their clothes (a hat, sleeve, etc.)
Shipping/Romance:
♥ Laying by their side and watching them while they sleep with a fond smile.
♡ Kissing the corner of their eyes.
❥ Running your hand over their arm and gently pulling them close.
❤ Whispering sweet nothings in their ear.
❦ Holding hands and nuzzling somewhere ambient and low-lit.
❣ Staring deep into their eyes with adoration.
ღ Rubbing your leg against theirs under the table.
ℒ Pulling them into a hall/alley to kiss them passionately.
￡ Brushing your hand over or gently squeezing their bum.
Ω Running a hand over their collar bone or décolleté.
Sexual/NSFW:
✖ Soft nips at the neck and shoulder line.
✗ Bathing, washing, or soaking together quietly after sex.
♦ Body worshipping their naked form, slowly.
✚ Painting honey dust, edible paint, or other soft brush strokes on their body.
✦ Giving a sensual massage.
♢ Straddling their lap and holding their face to yours for a deep kiss.
▲ Dressing them up in lingerie (or gear) with gentle attention.
▽ Running your hand between their thighs, and splitting their legs apart.
► Unzipping their clothes free and kissing their neck.
Disobedient Dragon || Open Starter
Reggie watched as he went about the shortened morning routine before she went out into the hall. She waited for him to fall into step beside her before she spoke again.
“Yea. We were all wondering where you were.” She said. “Glad to see you aren’t… I dunno. Indisposed I guess?” Though if he’d been left to his devices, she was sure he would have stayed holed up all day.
As they neared the cafeteria, the smell of all sorts of foods wafted out into the hall. Reggie bristled and sniffed at the air. “Pancakes..! Cmon Genji, if there’s no pancakes when I get there I’m gonna riot.”
Genji didn’t respond to Reggie as he shuffled after her and into the cafeteria. The merry ambience of agents enjoying their breakfast was doing his head no favors, and he averted his eyes from the bright lights over head.
“Go ahead and get your pancakes,” Genji ushered his companion tiredly. “I am not very hungry right now.” No point in subjecting his aching stomach to food he couldn’t even taste properly.
Just as the cyborg turned to hunt for an empty table to sulk at, a thick arm looped its way around his shoulders and pulled him against a warm, solid body. The poor ninja flinched violently, ready to unleash his wrath on whoever had manhandled him when he came face-to-chest with everyone’s favorite cowboy.
“Look who’s finally up and about!” McCree crowed, grinning down at the bemused cyborg. “We were beginnin’ to think you finally got fed up with us and jumped ship.”
Genji rolled his eyes, thankful that his mask was concealing the reddening of his cheeks. “I just might, with all the suffering you fools have been causing me.”
Jesse’s smile faltered for a split second, but he was back to his jovial self in an instant. “Aw, come on, Genji-kun! I know you love us,” he teased before turning to face the other agent.
“Howdy, Reggie. Thanks again for dragging Genji outta his lair. I’m sure Reyes will appreciate it.” McCree tipped his hat to her in thanks.
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Disobedient Dragon || Open Starter
Reggie gave a relived sigh and rested back on her heels. That was one obstacle down. She gave him a smile and backed off from him. “Yours and mine both.” She commented. “You know, McCree was actually a bit concerned you didn’t show up for morning training. He said you’re usually pretty pun…. punc…. on time. You’re usually on time.” She gave a little shrug.
“Hell, even Reyes was asking around. Miss Angela said she had a pretty good idea. Guess she was right.” Reggie took another look around the room before her eyes returned to Genji. “You ready?”
Genji gulped down the provided medicine, praying it would soon relieve his pain.
“McCree...was worried about me?” he murmured, his face heating up in fondness distaste of the cowboy. “Surely he has better things to do than concern himself with my affairs.
Carefully pushing himself onto prosthetic feet, the cyborg yanked the restrictive cables from their sockets before reattaching his breathing mask. The whole thing was a shameful ritual he seldom let anyone be privy to; if naught for his mental and physical exhaustion, any witnesses would have hell to pay.
“Yes, I suppose I am ready,” Genji huffed, rubbing at his aching eyes. “Let’s go.”
Disobedient Dragon || Open Starter
Reggie sighed heavily. “And he told me that if I didn’t come back with you in tow, he’d have my ass strung up by the ankles out front.” She stood up straight from her spot leaning on the doorframe and stepped further inside. “I’m not going to manhandle you out though. You’d kick my ass.”
She rummaged around in one of her side pouches and withdrew a bottle. “Here. It’s high dosage naproxen. It’ll help with… I’m assuming it’s a migraine. You act like it is.” She knelt down by the lump and kept her voice low. “Come on man, it’s just easier for us both to cooperate here.”
Genji’s raven hair peeked out of the blanket, his eyes squinted as he regarded the intruder and her peace offering. Angela had lectured him thoroughly about not taking any unprescribed medicine; his body was still undergoing the testing process, and any allergic reactions to drugs or food could prove disastrous.
Considering how much pain the ninja was in at the point, he couldn’t bring himself to be concerned about the doctor’s nagging orders.
“Fine,” Genji huffed, sitting up and taking the medicine from his fellow Blackwatch agent. “But only because I want your Commander to get the hell off of my back.”
Disobedient Dragon || Open Starter
Reggie paused at the door and took the room in. And she thought her room was a wreck. She looked around, trying to spot the cyborg, and was surprised when she heard him speak from the dismorphed lump on the bed.
“No.” She leaned against the doorframe and stared into the room. She’d not talked much with Genji since she herself joined Blackwatch, but she knew this wasn’t good for him. “You’re missing breakfast.”
Meals at Overwatch were important, and only came three times a day. Missing one was a sure sign that something was wrong. And Reyes wasn’t having any of it. That’s why he had sent Reggie, the newest recruit, to grab the grumpy ninja. “Reyes said it’s now or never. You should eat.”
Genji growled, curling in on himself as the intruder’s voice only worsened his headache.
“And you should get out. If Ray-Yes wants me there so badly, tell him he can come and take me himself,” he retorted, his words muffled by the comforter.
Disobedient Dragon || Open Starter
The dormitory belonging to Genji Shimada of Blackwatch was definitely not the homiest of places. No knick knacks lined the top of the dresser, and the walls were devoid of happy pictures or colorful posters. Machinery took up most of the space, collecting and analyzing data from the occupant’s cybernetic implants for future study.
The web of wires seemed to extend from every corner of the room, all leading to a blanket-covered lump lying in a miserable heap on the bed. A long day of half-assed medical procedures had left Genji with zero motivation to rise for morning training, his entire body throbbing like an all-encompassing bruise.
The cyborg bit back a moan as he heard the door to his quarters slide open. No doubt someone had been sent to retrieve him and subject him to hours of grueling workouts for the higher-ups’ entertainment.
“Go. Away,” the dragon grumbled to whomever had entered his lair.
A Different Kind of Training
laerthashkevron:
for @anxther-lifx – I am so sorry for taking so long on this! I moved the entire thread over here, and then my reply is under the cut.
Jaren pushed and sidled his way onto the busy tarmac of the Resistance’s base. One would think that, after a long day of flight training, the young pilot would like nothing more than to lounge in his dorm for the rest of the day.
However, the chance for Jaren to hone his connection to the Force was to good to pass up in a galaxy where the Jedi had been eradicated once again.
As the young man waited for the Lieutenant to appear, he thought back to the evening the other man had offered to train him. Despite not knowing much about the enigmatic Alaric Aster, Jaren felt as though he could confide in him as his new, quote on quote, master. After all, Alaric was a member of the Resistance, the group fighting to maintain galactic peace.
Perhaps the pilot could find out more during their first training session that day.
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Jaren tensed when he felt the warm hand fall on his shoulder, slightly apprehensive of what the teacher would do next.
When Alaric opened the Force bond between them, the sensation that washed over the pilot’s body could only be compared to being tossed into the sea. Jaren’s brow furrowed, chills rushing down his spine as Alaric’s presence in the Force became more and more tangible.
Almost immediately, the unnerving sensations ceased, replaced by an unexplainable feeling of calm that ebbed and flowed between the men like a gentle ocean. The tittering of the forest melted away, replaced by a low ringing in Jaren’s ears; he almost couldn’t even hear himself breathe.
The young pilot’s ears didn’t pick up the drone of the bee, but he certainly felt the shift in the Force as Alaric plucked the insect out of the air like it was nothing. For a few seconds, their bond rippled, agitated by the bee’s confusion. And then, as if it could pick up on the calm ebbing between the two men, the bee settled, the tapping of its legs barely disturbing the surface of their serene plane.
Master, student, and insect; all existing within the embrace of the Force. Completely aware their surroundings and unaffected by them at the same time.
When the Lieutenant finally withdrew, his soothing aura draining away with him, Jaren felt as though he’d been woken from a long nap. The sun was too bright, the chirping of the birds too loud. The pilot exhaled shakily, turning to the older man with amazement etched across his face. How long had he been holding his breath?
“Uh...yeah, yeah.” Jaren cleared his throat, running his tongue along his drying lips. “I just...need a few seconds. That was incredible. I’ve...never experienced anything like that with another person before, and...”
The young man trailed off, ducking his head and rubbing at his blond curls. He knew he was grinning like a fool, and the tenderness in Alaric’s eyes was becoming a bit too much to bear.
“Sorry...rambling again.”
“ will you marry me? ” (anxther-lifx, Genji)
Jesse stared at Genji, his face turning red and his eyes starting to shine with tears. He tried to speak but anything that came out were just indistinguishable squeaks. He smiled and just settled for a vigorous nod.
mcawesome-jesse-mccree:
Jesse laughed and nodded. “Ooohhh yeah. those three inch heels were nice.” he grinned and smiled rubbing his hands down Genji’s back and sides before running his fingers gently down to cup his ass.
“Mmm…” he gave a shiver before smiling and pulling Genji up to kiss his lips. “Maybe i should do a classical but dressed up cowboy look?” he smiled grinning.
Genji’s eyes fell shut as he relished in the sensation of his fiancé’s lips and the large hands laying claim to his body.
“Mmmm…that is not a bad idea,” the cyborg grinned wolfishly, his fingers slipping underneath the hem of McCree’s shirt. “But regardless of what we end up wearing, I look forward to stripping every piece of clothing off your body on our wedding night.”
Genji punctuated his lascivious oath with a small bite to Jesse’s jaw.
edgelord-reaper:
Gabriel blinked, surprised. He double-checked the kid’s vital signs; massive blood loss, trauma to… everything, but expected to recover.
Reyes veeeery carefully placed his hand on Genji’s head for comfort. “Sorry, kid. You didn’t get out that easily. Try not to move. You’ll survive, but…”
He paused and cleared his throat. “…We’re going to have to… modify… most of your body.”
A broken whimper escapes the young man as he feels the large palm rest on his matted hair.
“What? No, just lemme go,” he slurs out, the pain and fear of his unfamiliar surroundings becoming too much for his broken body to bear. “Please...don’t hurt me.”
edgelord-reaper:
“Relax, kid,” said a surprisingly soothing voice. Genji couldn’t get a good look at who was talking to him; everything hurt and was too bright.
“We’re here to help. We can rebuild you. We have the technology.”
Genji definitely did not have the will to even feel annoyed by the use of such a tired TV trope. He struggled to focus on the shadowy figure looming over him, his breaths rattling in and out of tattered lungs. It was torture to even flex his jaw to speak.
“Are you...Death?” the young man rattled out, delirious.
“ will you marry me? ” (anxther-lifx, Genji)
Jesse stared at Genji, his face turning red and his eyes starting to shine with tears. He tried to speak but anything that came out were just indistinguishable squeaks. He smiled and just settled for a vigorous nod.
mcawesome-jesse-mccree:
Jesse smiled playing his flesh hands through Genji’s hair and over his scalp.
“Ooohhhh….y’know i think we’d look pretty good.” he smiled looking at the photos. “I’d have to buy a white stedson to go with it.” he smiled and kissed Genji’s head.
The cyborg chuckled contentedly at the gentle fingers running through his hair. “Yes, that too. It wouldn’t be a proper wedding without your faithful hat.”
Discarding the magazine for now, Genji rolled over and rested his chin on the rise of Jesse’s pectorals. “On the other hand, you’ve always looked dashing in darker colors,” he smiled coyly, eyes glimmering with mischief. “Especially that Blackwatch uniform you used to strut about in.”
A wayward hand rubbed its way up the gunslinger’s solid thigh, the ninja’s thoughts traveling to the black leather chaps that had once hugged McCree’s legs so snugly.
Genji’s eyelids fluttered open, his irises flashing scarlet as he caught sight of tall, darkly-clad man entering his newfound domain in Overwatch’s infirmary.
The mutilated dragon did not move, trapped as he was by a sinister web of tubes and cables. Instead, he spoke, his voice as rough as stone behind his breathing mask.
“What...do you want?”
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“Fuck” Sentence Starters
Angry
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?”
“Fuck this.”
“Get the fuck out of here.”
“Who the fuck are you?”
“Fuck that!”
“I fucking hate him/her/them/you.”
“Fuck. FUCK. FUUUUCK!”
“Shut the fuck up.“
“Get your fucking act together.”
“Keep your shitty nose out of my fucking business.”
“Leave me alone, or I’ll fuck you up.”
“Get your fucking hands off of me!”
“Stay the fuck away from me.”
“Who stole my fucking shit?!”
“Who the fuck do you think you’re talking to?”
“You wanna fucking go, punk?”
“Get the fuck over it.”
“Where the fuck have you been?”
“What the fuck do you want from me?”
Sad
“Fuck life.”
“No, I’m not fucking over it.”
“Why the fuck did he/she/they have to go and die?”
“What the fuck am I supposed to do now?”
“Why did things have to go so fucking wrong?”
“I’m gonna eat fifty fucking cartons of ice cream and then pass out and die like a warrior.”
“Try to fucking stop me from leaving my room. It’s not gonna happen.”
“The love of my life just decided that I was worth fucking nothing.”
“I fucking miss him/her/them.”
“Who the fuck cares?”
“All of this fucking shit was for nothing.”
“I fucked up my own life.”
“I can’t believe I did this fucking shit all over again.”
Insults
“Fuck you!”
“I fucked your mom last night.”
“You’re a fucking asshole.”
“You just think you’re fucking hilarious, don’t you?”
“Who the fuck died and made you king/queen/ruler?”
“Go to fucking hell, you piece of shit!”
“Go fuck yourself.”
“Motherfucker!”
“Wow, that’s fucking small.”
“Get the fuck over yourself.”
Sexy
“Fuck me.”
“I don’t ‘make love’, I fuck.”
“I’d fuck you all night long.”
“You look like a fucking dog in heat.”
“You look so fucking hot right now.”
“Fuck–faster~”
“FUCK, I’m gonna come!”
“I’ll fuck you right here, right now.”
“Babe, fuck–not here.”
“You’re one cocky motherfucker. Let’s go back to my place.”
“I want to bend you over and fuck you until you can’t walk.”
“I want you to fuck me until I can’t walk.”
“F-fuck–please–~”
“I’d let you fuck me any day.”
“You better use a fucking condom.”
“Tell me what you want me to fucking do to you.”
“Do you want me to fuck you while everyone’s watching?”
“Fuck, it’s big.”
“Let’s make a fucking baby.”
Situations
“Give me a break. I’m in the fucking hospital.”
“How are YOU mad at ME when I’m the one who’s in FUCKING JAIL?”
“Help me set this fucking thing on fire.”
“I’m gonna need a fucking lawyer.”
“This is all YOUR fault, you dumb fuck.”
“It’s not MY fault we’re in fucking handcuffs.”
“Fuck, I’m so wasted.”
“What the fuck did we do last night?”
“Where the fuck am I?”
“Fuck. SHIT. There goes my car.”
“Wait–fuck. Isn’t that my house?”
“Fuck it. Might as well have fun, if we’re going to get caught.”
“Why the fuck do you have gasoline?”
“Where the fuck did that baby come from?!”
“It’s not a party until someone almost fucking dies.”
“FUCK, you scared the shit out of me!”
