>> hey buds!!! just thought it would be best to tell y’all that I’ve moved this muse over to my multimuse, @cxrnationiess !! froggie over, ribbit!!!

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@aqent--3
>> hey buds!!! just thought it would be best to tell y’all that I’ve moved this muse over to my multimuse, @cxrnationiess !! froggie over, ribbit!!!
(( heyo, this blog is coming on hiatus for a bit!!! i’ve recently lost quite a big chunk of muse for my agent 3 but as soon as I get the energy and muse back, I’ll definitely be setting up a starter call !!
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… Was this thing meant to glow? It had never glowed while 3 was wearing it. It had never… rattled, either.
Even since 3 had gone missing, and this… strange jewel she’d always worn had dropped through her door, 8 had held onto it, whispering to it as if it were some stranger lending a willing ear - she’d vented to it, sung to it, held it close to her chest as she’d slept - it was the only reminder of 3 she still had.
By this point, she’d really started to worry about 3, sure they’d never come back. She was talking to the jewel because 3 wasn’t there to listen, but…
Maybe she’d somehow annoyed the thing?
Whatever was happening, the honey jewel is thrown onto the bed, a very spooked Octoling hiding behind a small set of draws she’d pulled out - only a pair of tentacles and a pair of eyes are visible from the front, 8 peeking only slightly at the shaking jewel - the thing was acting like it was gonna explo-
Hm.
8 yelps as the small jewel EXPLODES suddenly into a mess of honey orange ink, soaking her sheets, and staining her carpet. (Hopefully this would all disappear like the ink in turf wars,)
The Agent considers running for help, worried this is some kind of Octarian trap, ambushing her while she’s unarmed, but a… an Inkling seems to have risen to the surface of the ink. The same orange as the ink around it, but with a slight hint of turquoise on the ends of it’s tentacles.
There’s a sharp gasp as 8 realizes just what’s going on, and who this is, and why was her girlfriend trapped in a piece of jewelry, and…
She’s not given time to come up with any more questions as 3 turns back into Inkling form, another gasp escaping the now somewhat flustered Octoling as her girlfriend turns back, wearing only underwear - not much room for anything else in that Jewel, apparently.
Blushing as she was though, 8 silently climbs back into bed, cuddling up to the very tired looking 3 - they could just….. sleep. Until 3 could move again, anyway.
8 would just bombard her with questions in the morning.
saanitized:
A meeting with the cape squid; Agent 3. That was her name, right? 8 had told Saan so much about her, and the octoling was bouncing on their toes, excited for when the other would show up.
For a brief moment, the excitement surged forth when the inkling showed up to the alley, but the energy disappeared in seconds when Saan noticed the nervousness. The fear coming off of Agent 3 was almost palpable, and the sanitized octoling knew instantly that she didn’t trust them. That… kind of hurt. They had been so sure 3 was going to like them.
Still, they put on a good face, smiling.
“I… Saan! Yes.”
Well, they seemed friendly enough, first impressions last after all.
Now it seemed unlikely they were a hostile attacker and the thought soothed 3 to the core as she started shaking, able to connect back to normal, cool-headed self as she blinked gratefully at Saan. Letting out a small chuckle at her own stupidity, she continued.
“It’s such a pleasure to meet you, 8 told me so much about you!” She smiled, a hand coming up to twiddle her jacket strings. “I’ve been dying to see you, I’m glad that 8 can trust someone as much as she trusts you.”
“hghghhhhhh brain freeze....”
Stupid bullshit blind meeting with a stupid sanitised Octoling with stupid green and blue tentacles and- oh.
She stops dead in her tracks and peers around the alley wall where they were meeting, there she was, what was her name.... Saan? It was kinda 8′s fault for arranging this meeting, she knew how flighty her fellow agent was around sanitised octolings due to past experiences with them.
Shaking her head, she decided it was better to get this over and done with before they leave, they had to be nice to be agent 8′s friend, right? her girlfriend had totally not... lead her straight into a death trap...right??
With a nervous smile on her face, she approached Saan with a quivering hand out, biting the inside of her cheek.
“Hey, I’m Agent 3. You’re Saan.... right?”
What a dork.
>> @saanitized
“Wow.”
socto:
It’s a good thing he is literally soldier - getting hit in the head is almost nothing to him. He doesn’t even really feel much, other than a minor inconvenience, really.
“I’ll be nice and make it quick.” He sneers, tightening his grip. Squids needed to breathe, right, so if he just… didn’‘t let her, that would mean she’d die sooner or later. Or.
Well.
Splat. Good enough.
She hates the feeling ebbing at her lungs, darkening her vision and causing blue blood to run down her nose.
Gasping as hard as she can, she’s trying to aim clumsy and flawed blows at Toko, to no avail. Then the spark leaves her eyes as she can feel her chest soothing, despite her heaving and pushing against her lungs and she can feel a breeziness over come her. oh no... oh god.
“I hope you’re s-satisfied, bitc-”
Suddenly, she splats: her body obviously reaching its limits as all that’s left is her dusty, torn cape and a tiny honey jewel in the pool of turquoise ink.
“I.... know that pain too well.”
ag3nt-2:
Oh so we’re cursing now are we? Well if so..Fuck Commander TarTar and his shit plan he can kiss my ass,Though Callie and Agent 4 should not know I said this.
“Uh, Marie? don’t say it like that.”
himesquid replied to your post ““Hey! At least me and Pearl have something in common, tits are...”
"Tits are so fucking rad!!"
“Cheers to that!”
“Hey! At least me and Pearl have something in common, tits are super..... rad?”
“what?? I didn’t say anything.”
“D...Dick? Cocksucker? Motherfucker?”
Ship Things that Kill Me
gentle face-touching
crying-while-smiling (esp. if combined with a reunion)
Wanting! To grow old together!! (bonus points if they actually do)
standing on tip-toes/leaning down to kiss a s/o with height difference
hugs
soft kisses
small gestures that wouldn’t usually be romantic but have lots of meaning behind them
HUGS
Battle Couples!!!
goofy/sarcastic banter
cute mutual blushing when they do something romantic for the first time
hand holding
Hugs
did I mention hugs
It’s been half a year and I have More Feelings so I’m adding to this
‘it’ll be okay as long as we’re together’
lacing fingers together
tight hugs
desperately reaching for each other when they’re about to get separated
smiling when they talk about each other
sideways glances
long hugs
fighting as hard as they can till the last possible second to protect each other
that kind of hug where one of them leaps or rushes into the other’s arms
noticing when they’re upset/afraid and silently comforting them
gazing at each other
any variety of twirling
ALLLL the Hugs
DANCING
socto:
He immediately snarls at her, teeth bared. Oh, she had made a mistake. He brings his own claws up, pressing them into her neck. They close around it, and he pushes in, and then-
Yanks her down, up to this face.
“I don’t know. How are you?” Had she forgotten that he was a trained war machine? Had she really forgotten that she would tire out eventually, but he wouldn’t? It was kind of cute, actually.
“Tell me.”
That.... Really pisses her off, as she’s grabbed around the neck and choked, it works. she’s left practically gagging for air as he drags her to his face.
“I...I...”
She’s heaving her lungs out and can barely talk before she lifts a hand, bunched up into a fist and slams him across the face with it, hoping it’s good enough to knock him off her so she could breath.
“I don’t need to tell you jack shit, princess.”
( Update! Sorry if I’m not active for a while, I’m currently away from home and the only device I could rp/talk on has completely broke and it sucks... as soon as I get back to my moms expect lots of activity to make up for it!!! )