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You. That's right, YOU.
My muse is blindfolded and listening. Go on anon and whisper something into their ear. It can be anything you like, a confession, a secret, a memory – there are no limits.
Rating: Broken. Too good, best boyfri (Amias)
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“Oh no,” he replied then laughed. “Would some kisses fix the rating meter, darling?”
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A happy sound comes from the man in response to Konstantyn approaching and accepting the hug. His arms snaking around the man and Amias happily accepts the kiss before letting out a curious hum “hmm no I don’t think that did it”
“Oh no,” he replied with a small knit of his brows. “That’s a shame.” He rubbed the tip of his nose against his a few times with a warm smile on his face. “It looks like more kisses are needed…” He pressed his lips against his again, tenderly. He did this a few more times.
“Now do I rank 100?”
He closes his eyes at feeling the nose against his own, a little Eskimo kiss that was appreciated, it was a sweet little thing that made warmth blossom in the mans chest. “Mm, yes they are” He comments simply, easily accepting the next few kisses to his lips.
When his partner pulls away to speak, Amias opens his eyes “I think the ratings gone to at least 50?”
Rating: Broken. Too good, best boyfri (Amias)
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“Oh no,” he replied then laughed. “Would some kisses fix the rating meter, darling?”
“Kisses solve everything” He comments before making grabby hands at the man
Konstantyn answered the grabby hands, moving forward into his partner’s embrace and gave him a kiss on the lips. “Did that fix the rating meter?”
A happy sound comes from the man in response to Konstantyn approaching and accepting the hug. His arms snaking around the man and Amias happily accepts the kiss before letting out a curious hum “hmm no I don’t think that did it”
Rating: Broken. Too good, best boyfri (Amias)
@blupastelbullets
“Oh no,” he replied then laughed. “Would some kisses fix the rating meter, darling?”
“Kisses solve everything” He comments before making grabby hands at the man
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The Sniper quietly shuffles his way into the recreation room, then into the kitchen, taking a few apples before he shuffles back out
“Hold on there,” rasped the large spy in the kitchen, reaching out to pull the sniper back in by the back of his shirt. “Where… do you think… you are going… with those granny smiths? Thats part of… the apple crumble.” He was just starting to prepare it so to the sniper’s credit it wasnt obvious those apples were going to be used, but this strange large spy frowned all the same.
He jumps at the sound of someone's voice and he turns his head around to see who was now talking to him and having hooked a finger into his shirt collar, he had to crane his neck up to look up at the other who was speaking. He blinks at the mans comments before he looks down at the apples.
“O-oh” He comments softly before he carefully gets himself out of the others hold and offers the apples back to him “S-s-sorry, I d-d-didn’t know y-y-you where going to u-use them”
The Sniper quietly shuffles his way into the recreation room, then into the kitchen, taking a few apples before he shuffles back out
"Amias, would jou..would jou go out on a date with me tonight?"
At the question Amias raises his head to blink at Acel, he can’t help but look around the area they where in before looking back at the Spy and pointing at himself “Y-you’re …. y-y-you’re asking … m-m-me … out?” Okay, it was safe to say that he hadn’t been expecting that.
At the comment that he could pick the cat up, he does just that, letting out a soft gasp at how soft she was and he cuddles up to her, cooing softly and giving her forehead a soft kiss “S-s-shes so c-c-cute!”
"Amias, would jou..would jou go out on a date with me tonight?"
At the question Amias raises his head to blink at Acel, he can’t help but look around the area they where in before looking back at the Spy and pointing at himself “Y-you’re …. y-y-you’re asking … m-m-me … out?” Okay, it was safe to say that he hadn’t been expecting that.
He was about to enter the mans room when he feels something brush against his leg which causes him to jump in surprise and mild fright. But he is quick to calm down as he sees that its just a cat and he crouches down to gently pet her before scratching behind her ears.
Humming his agreement to the mans comment about the cat liking him - probably because he smelt like bird - he gets back up and follows the man into the room
Acel closed the door behind Amias once everyone was inside the room. The light was off but the room was lit by the sun gleaming from the window. A row of plants were on the windowsill, soil damp from a morning water. Beside his bed on the wall was a small corkboard with polaroid pictures of his younger years plus one picture of just his parents. A small breeze filled the room from the cracked window.
“bienvenue à mon humble demeure..”
Amias could see the plant’s lined up though if you asked him he wouldn’t be able to name any of them, he wasn’t that knowledgeable on plants. So right of now, Amias was more interested in squatting down and petting the mans cat. At the French, Amias raises his head to look a bit confused at Acel “I d-d-don’t know w-w-w-what you just s-s-said”
"Amias, would jou..would jou go out on a date with me tonight?"
At the question Amias raises his head to blink at Acel, he can’t help but look around the area they where in before looking back at the Spy and pointing at himself “Y-you’re …. y-y-you’re asking … m-m-me … out?” Okay, it was safe to say that he hadn’t been expecting that.
He was about to enter the mans room when he feels something brush against his leg which causes him to jump in surprise and mild fright. But he is quick to calm down as he sees that its just a cat and he crouches down to gently pet her before scratching behind her ears.
Humming his agreement to the mans comment about the cat liking him - probably because he smelt like bird - he gets back up and follows the man into the room
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"Amias, would jou..would jou go out on a date with me tonight?"
At the question Amias raises his head to blink at Acel, he can’t help but look around the area they where in before looking back at the Spy and pointing at himself “Y-you’re …. y-y-you’re asking … m-m-me … out?” Okay, it was safe to say that he hadn’t been expecting that.
The flush on his cheeks get worse as the other takes his hand and then kisses the back of it. He wasn’t used to others being so polite and rather charming. Once his hand is let go he raises it up against his chest as he watches the other leave and then disappear. He didn’t know what to do. He felt like a teenager finally being able to do something with their crush.
He shakes his head to get rid of any lingering thoughts before he turns and rather hurriedly heads for his van. He needed to get changed and then head back to the Spy’s room.
Which he does, he gets changed into one of his more ‘fancier’ Lolita dresses, making sure there aren’t any crinkles in it before he heads for the Spy’s room. He flattens out his dress before he knocks on Acel’s door
With a few clicks, the door is unlocked and opened. Acel was wearing a simple vest and suitpant combo with the sleeves rolled up, hair in a simple, messy bun
“Hello Ami-” the spy started to greet Amias before losing himself in how beautiful the other looked, face turning pink.
“J-Jou..Jou look amazing..”
He seems to brighten up a bit as the door is open and his eyes go to what Acel is wearing and he can feel his cheeks heat up yet again, he always had a thing, for guys wearing vests with the undershirt sleeves being rolled up. Though then his eyes go to Acel’s own, however at the compliment his eyes yet again slide off, his hands raising to run through his hair in a nervous habit of his “T-t-thank you”
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Setting: our verse | my verse | your verse | modern | alternate universe | other
Pre-established relationships? yes | no | depends on the relationship
Possible relationships: friends | classmate | co-worker | roommate | family, real or adopted | dating or blind date | married | friends with benefits | unrequited love | lending a hand | teacher - student | rivals | allies | partner-in-crime | enemies | protector - guarded | business partners | spy - infiltrated | manipulator - manipulated | star-crossed | first meeting | other
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A quick and easy plotting guide
Send me ✔ and I will bold my preferences for your muse!
My muse(s):
Do I know your muse(s): yes | no | a little | tell me about your muse
Setting: our verse | my verse | your verse | modern | alternate universe | other
Pre-established relationships? yes | no | depends on the relationship
Possible relationships: friends | classmate | co-worker | roommate | family, real or adopted | dating or blind date | married | friends with benefits | unrequited love | lending a hand | teacher - student | rivals | allies | partner-in-crime | enemies | protecter - guarded | business partners | spy - infiltrated | manipulator - manipulated | star-crossed | first meeting | other
I’m in the mood for: fluff | angst | horror | romance | humor | crime | hurt / comfort | action | supernatural | slice of life | crack | dark threads | light threads | any genre | multi-para | shorter para | one-line | any length | plotted threads | unplotted threads | other
Feel free to: message me ooc | message me ic | tell me your ideas | write a starter | answer one of my opens | send a meme | reblog this with your preferences - let’s find common interests!