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@crimsonrxpier
Cause Why Not?
send me a ✿ and i’ll generate a number
1: aggressive kiss
2: all over kiss
3: back kiss
4: cheek kiss
5: eyelid kiss
6: fingers kiss
7: firm kiss
8: first kiss
9: forehead kiss
10: french kiss
11: gentle kiss
12: ghost kiss
13: hand kiss
14: jawline kiss
15: last kiss
16: neck kiss
17: rain kiss
18: stomach kiss
19: underwater kiss
20: upside down kiss
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All of my blogs are currently on a semi-hiatus thanks to busy life and finals in the next few months-- so sorry I'm not around much!
In the middle of a conversation, my muse begins to cough up blood. How does your muse respond?
SEND MY MUSE ONE OF THE FOLLOWING! (BIRDS AND THE BEES VERSION)
"Well you see, when a man and a woman…"
"When you love someone very much…"
"Why are you asking?"
"Did you get someone pregnant?"
"Babies? They sort of just… happen, you open the door and there it is, on the step in a basket."
"The stork delivers them."
"If you pray hard enough, you get a baby for a present."
"Don’t kiss anyone, that’s how babies happen."
"If you get pregnant, you’ll die."
"How? Well you push and they just come out…"
"Can’t you ask your mother about this?"
"Isn’t your dad supposed to tell you about this?"
"Well, the bee sort of flies to the flowers and swaps around the seeds and that’s how you make babies…"
"What do you mean you already know where babies come from?"
"No, we’re not making you a baby brother for Christmas."
"Sex? Uh… sex is something that you don’t need to know about…"
"Raaaapieeeer!" Buster sings as he pokes his head into the room in which he knew his friend was resting. Genesis was out on the town with Sephiroth and his Master so the blades were left to their own devices. "I smell apples! Did you and your Master bring some back from Banora?"
Rapier nearly leaps out of his skin, scarlet eyes dragging up from the pages of his books to observe his friend- to which his answer is a warm smile.
“Yes. We did. Would you like some?”
Buster’s face lit up brightly as his steel gray eyes honed in on the bag like a apple seeking missile. “Thanks!” the blond came over and took the bag, sitting right down on the floor and opening it up. He took in a deep breath of the wonderful smell of his favorite Banora White.
"Do you want to keep some of these or do you mind if I just go through them all…because if it is the former, you may want to take out your share now."
There's a bright laugh, and a warm gesture of his hand.
"No. These are for you and Angeal. Master has already separated ours from the bunch."
"Raaaapieeeer!" Buster sings as he pokes his head into the room in which he knew his friend was resting. Genesis was out on the town with Sephiroth and his Master so the blades were left to their own devices. "I smell apples! Did you and your Master bring some back from Banora?"
Rapier nearly leaps out of his skin, scarlet eyes dragging up from the pages of his books to observe his friend- to which his answer is a warm smile.
“Yes. We did. Would you like some?”
Buster’s face beamed brightly and excitedly as he came in, shutting the door behind him. “Yes Please!” He said eagerly.
He could nearly sniff out the apples as he went hunting for them.
There's a quiet laugh, and he produces a sack from beneath the bed to present to his fellow blade.
"Here you are."
"I won’t let you be on your own, not when you’re like this."
"I know not what sort of answer you're expecting-- I am depressed. I wish to be alone. Make yourself scarce."
"Raaaapieeeer!" Buster sings as he pokes his head into the room in which he knew his friend was resting. Genesis was out on the town with Sephiroth and his Master so the blades were left to their own devices. "I smell apples! Did you and your Master bring some back from Banora?"
Rapier nearly leaps out of his skin, scarlet eyes dragging up from the pages of his books to observe his friend- to which his answer is a warm smile.
"Yes. We did. Would you like some?"
Send me a character and I'll tell you;
OTP: BrOTP: OT3: NOTP:
Send me "Turn down the sexy!" and I'll write my character having to deal with suddenly being wildly attracted to yours.
Fait Attention // CLOSED
Sneaking into the training room had become a bit of a habit; one he had gained himself well before he met Angeal and Genesis. It was there that he had met them, as if there was one thing the group had in common it was their tendency to strive for more. Ever since then they had accompanied each other, and before long they became more than mere acquaintances. They were best friends. He and Angeal had been, to say the least.
When he entered the training room that day, though, he was alone. Masamune was idle in one hand, while the other lay unoccupied at his side. He knew not whether he would find someone there, though he was certain none of those actually meant to be training were using it. So, with this in mind, he placed Masamune by the door and stepped in a little further.
He wouldn’t have spotted Rapier were he not to have turned in his direction. Instantly, his eyes settled on him and a brow quirked questioningly. He would have spoken were he not to have reached his conclusion already - this man didn’t work for ShinRa.
"Salutations," he said. He didn’t want to reach for his weapon just yet.
"You place a kindly greeting where most might meet me with suspicion. Salutations it is then."
[Comes the decorative reply, pushing himself up onto his elbows to greet the other, swinging his legs over the edge of the bench to sit comfortably.]
"It is a late hour indeed- have you come to practice now?"
Ask my muse questions about their relationship with another character.
|REACTION MEME| Bruised and Broken Version
"Woah, when did you get that?"
"Who did this to you?"
"How many time have I told you to be more careful?"
"You’re saying this was an accident?"
"What a shiner!"
"If you look like this, I’d hate to see the other guy."
"I’m not buying it, you don’t walk into a door and get a bruise like that!"
"Does it hurt when I touch it?"
"Let me kiss it better."
"If you don’t rest, you won’t heal."
"Another fight?"
"What happened to your face?"
"I don’t think your arm is meant to bend like that…"
"Let’s get you to bed."
"Let’s get you to the hospital."
"Why are you so calm about this?"
"You’re bleeding!"
"What are friends for, ey?"
"So, instead of helping you, they ran off the moment they saw what was happening?"
"You need to look where you’re going."
"I’m not accusing anyone, I’m just saying it looks suspicious."
"Do you want to tell me what really happened?"
"Don’t move! You’ll faint!"
"I’ve got some bandages, wait a sec."
"You’re the clumsiest person I know."
"I won’t let you be on your own, not when you’re like this."
"How could you be so careless?"
"I can’t even look at you, you promised not to get into any more fights!"
"H-how many of them were there?"
"Vous plaisantez. Pourquoi avez-vous versez un seau d’eau sur Sephiroth?”
"J'ai fait. Parce que j'avais pensé que ce serait drôle-- et il était, jusqu'à ce qu'il se mit en colère. Et puis ce n'était pas drôle. "
*accidentally purposely turns conversation sexual*
You see my character at the cemetery, placing flowers on an unmarked grave. What do you do?
