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would anyone be interested in doing some RP via email or on a journal site? i see a lot of great writers here, but i just can’t do tumblr RP, it’s so disorganized and i have never had any luck keeping up with it, as shown by my terrible track record replying to anything here. i’d love to write with you all, but tumblr just isn’t a venue i can do. if anyone is interested, please send an Ask, or reply here, or reblog with a suggestion or contact info or something?
Headcanons list! (Add more if you wish)
½ = How the character feels about people taller or shorter than them
± = What they think about math
† = How the character feels about murder
@ = How the character appears online
¥ = How the character handles money or spends it
° = The character’s temperature preferences
æ = The character and languages (known or want to Learn)
↔ = The character’s ability to read directions
♥ = Character’s preference for relationships (sexuality, type of person, etc.)
zzz= What time the character enjoys sleep or being awake
☂ = Weather the character enjoys
♪ = What music the character likes
( =①ω①=) = What animals the character likes and if they have a pet/pets
(・∀・ ) = The character’s emotional state most of the time
☆～（ゝ。∂）= How the character greets people
⊙﹏☉ = What flusters the character
(≧∇≦) = What makes the character happy
(/□＼*)・゜ = What makes the character blush
(;╹⌓╹) = What scares the character
（；へ：） = What makes the character cry
(´ q ` ” ) = The character’s “guilty” pleasure
（・□・；） = What makes the character uncomfortable
(*^◇^)_旦 = What the character likes to eat and drink
｡ﾟ(TヮT)ﾟ｡ = What makes the character laugh
(´；Д；｀) = What worries the character
(⑅ ‘﹃’ ) = What the character daydreams or thinks about
( ⌒o⌒)人(⌒-⌒ ) = Friends the character has or would like to make
Not-doing-too-good sentence starters
“Whoa, are you okay?”
“You took that hit pretty hard…”
“Don’t stand up yet.”
“That definitely looks broken…”
“Walk it off.”
“How are you feeling?”
“When was the last time you slept?”
“You look like shit.”
“Have you been eating enough?”
“Here, let me help you.”
“Why are you limping?”
“You’re really pale…”
“Did you just go throw up?”
“Why aren’t you eating?”
“______? You’re bleeding…really bad.”
“That looks infected.”
“Why didn’t you tell me earlier?!”
“I told you you’d get sick.”
“How many fingers am I holding up?”
“Wake up–you were hyperventilating, are you okay?”
“It was just a dream, you’re alright.”
“Look at me–you’re safe.”
“Take a deep breath.”
“Are you bleeding?!”
“How’d you get a bruise like that?”
“What happened?”
“Let me help you!”
“Can you hear me?”
“You hit your head pretty hard.”
“Don’t move.”
“I know it hurts, I’m sorry.”
“Breathe.”
RP starters: Flirting ( + responses to it. )
“You come here often?”
“Can I offer you a drink?”
“So.. You expecting someone?”
“Do you need a place to stay for tonight?”
“I gotta tell you… you look incredibly hot.”
“Do you want to dance with me?”
“Look at us… we are basically a couple already.”
“I bet you would look even better without your clothes on.”
“Are you single? Just asking.”
“You’re the most beautiful person I have ever encountered.”
“What would you say if you and me would go somewhere else?”
“I love the way you’re dressed.”
“Do I have any chances with you?”
“Do you have anything better to do later?”
“Can I get your phone number?”
“You seem like a bad boy/girl/person type.”
“I can do whatever you want, babe.”
“You have the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen.”
“I bet guys/gals/people are all over you.”
“You should be a model.”
“Are you… trying to flirt with me?”
“Maybe if I get a free drink I can consider talking to you.”
“That won’t work. Try again.”
“Oh my god, did you just say that out loud?”
“I’m waiting for someone. However, you can amuse me in the meanwhile.”
“You don’t look so bad yourself.”
“I thought you were taken.”
“So, have you flirted with every girl/boy/one in this bar yet?”
“Do I look like someone who seems interested in you?”
“Compliments won’t pay my drinks.”
Send “nightmare” + a url and I’ll write a drabble of a nightmare my muse has involving that character.
Originally posted by bubbleshaker
i would just like to take this moment to say that Tumblr mobile sucks donkey balls.
i was away from home for like two weeks and i couldn’t do jack shit because my netbook screen is busted, so i had to use my tablet. which is great for just about everything! except tumblr.
“Hey, Riku. What has white hair and a black eye? The answer is you, in like four seconds.”
“–hey! You can’t punch a guy with glasses!”
“I mayn’t punch a guy with glasses,” Lea corrected facetiously, and then quickly snapped one arm out, his hand balled in a fist. He stopped three inches from Riku’s chin and grinned at him.
“‘Cuz I believe I certainly can.”
He was probably going to regret that in a moment, but for now it was worth it.
A comfortable moan left Riku’s lips as he settled against him, his body relaxing. He couldn’t help loving those fingers in his hair, rubbing against his scalp… always served to calm him down and rile him up at the same time. Of course, the moment his hand slipped to his neck, Riku tensed up again before shuddering audibly and bodily.
“Right,” Riku muttered with a shaky breath. “We’ve got a weekend to fill up, and it’s only Friday…”
Taking it easy was fine.
“Like you’d ever let me take it easy, though, tease,” he accused him, shoving his shoulder. “If it’s so big, why’re you all up against me? The tub’s hot enough, walnut.”
Lea snorted a laugh as Riku shoved him, and then huffed indignantly.
“Well, fine, if that’s the way you feel,” he sniffed, putting on a very affected sour face and scooting to the opposite side of the tub. “Happy now?”
If Riku was going to play coy, Lea could play along.
Isa’s words stung more than Lea had expected. Saix had always had a knack for knowing just what to say to cut to the quick, but while Isa had always been a bit sharp, he had rarely used his words maliciously. “So I was supposed to wait for you to ask?” he snapped in return, indignant and hurt. “Isa, I turned a blind eye for years while you…” He cut himself off and huffed a sigh, trying not to sound bitter, but how was he supposed to feel about this? He hadn’t been expecting Isa to fall all over himself spewing gratitude, but a ‘thanks, it’s good to be back’ might have been nice. “Are you telling me you’d have rather I just left you to rot with Xehanort?” he asked, getting to his feet, suddenly feeling defensive. “I didn’t ask for this, either, you know? I didn’t ask to lose my heart, my home, or my best friend, but I guess that doesn’t matter.” Really, he’d lost three best friends– Wait, not three. Two. That was weird, why had he thought three for a moment? He must have still been tired. “Am I supposed to apologize for risking my life to get you back?” And then he glowered at him. “And they’re not my Keybearers,” he said sharply. “I’m not a babysitter. They’re my friends, and they could be yours, too, if you remembered how to have friends.”
“I didn’t say that. Stop putting words in my mouth,” Isa snarled, snapping his eyes in Lea’s direction. And then he took a deep breath, covering his face with his hands. Calm. Deep breaths. In, and out.
“…How can you, of all people, not understand?” Isa said when he’d reined himself in. He peeled his hands away from his face, scowling up at Lea more softly than before. “..You remember what it was like, waking up in the Organization after what happened to us. You can’t fathom why I might object to waking up in a strange bed with strange hands on me? Told I was going to be confined and monitored-” Isa realized his hands were shaking. He balled them into fists to stop it.
“Ten years we’ve been confined and monitored. More than that. You think I can trust this ‘for your own good’ nonsense, after Xemnas? He called us his ‘friends,’ too,” Isa said with a sneer at the word. His eyes fell away, voice tight.
“…Of course I didn’t want to stay with Xehanort. But I’d rather be dead before a prisoner again. Can’t you understand that?”
“Then maybe learn how to use them better,” Lea snapped right back, though his voice wasn’t as sharp as it could have been.
Isa covered his face, and Lea sighed heavily. Okay, this wasn’t what he wanted, this wasn’t how this reunion was supposed to go. He sat back down in the chair and folded his arms across the back, regarding Isa carefully.
“Yeah, I remember,” he said softly, lowering his eyes. “I remember Vexen’s cold hands and colder glares and sharp, prodding instruments. I remember empty halls devoid of any feeling.” He looked up at him again. “I don’t remember comfortable beds or attempts at kindness, or offers of food I didn’t get myself.”
He shifted, drawing his hands up and folding them together in front of his mouth, his gaze dropping away again.
“You’re not tied to the damn bed, Isa,” he said sullenly. “If you’re really that eager to leave, then leave.” He sighed and met his eyes. “I just thought maybe a vote of confidence from an old friend might hold a little water, is all.”
“Wh–are you kidding? Even I know better than to be careless around Kairi, even with words!”
“That girl has a mean set of chompers, okay? I already died once, and I’d rather not die at the hands of a princess, thanks very much.”
“Are you saying I need to be more careful around you and Sora? I don’t think that’s any better.”
“Hey, Riku. What has white hair and a black eye? The answer is you, in like four seconds.”
“What I’m hearing is that I need to give you lessons away from Kairi.”
“Wh--are you kidding? Even I know better than to be careless around Kairi, even with words!”
“That girl has a mean set of chompers, okay? I already died once, and I’d rather not die at the hands of a princess, thanks very much.”
@dawnsonyou [ask]
“Yup, you caught me. Very few people know that my hips are, in fact, the only honest part of me. When people say, ‘you haven’t got an honest bone in your body!’, I just reply, ‘Yes I do! It’s my pelvis!’”
“... Of course, that got me arrested for sexual harassment once, but that is entirely beside the point.”
★ @dontwaitact | cont’d
“’Just’ you, right,” Riku said with a roll of his eyes and a curl of his lips, shaking his head at Lea for a good moment before he rolled over to give him a kiss on the edge of his lips. With a slight flap of his hand, Way to the Dawn dematerialized, freeing his other hand so he could push off the edge of the tub.
… he yawned against Lea’s shoulder, even as he tried to stifle it, expression turning content to irate.
“Dunno why I’m so tired,” he admitted quietly, closing his eyes. “Don’t let me fall asleep tonight, okay? I mean–before I should,” he amended. “You can’t keep me up all night like on our honeymoon, I don’t think I could go for another marathon like that.”
"Well, what'd you expect me to say? 'Oh, no! Panic! It's me!'" He laughed and leaned back against the side of the tub. He scrubbed his fingers against Riku's scalp and shook his head. "You're tired 'cuz you work your ass off and never give yourself a break," he said, his hand sliding down to Riku's neck, his fingers working at the tension there. Then he snickered. "Oh, trust me, I won't let you fall asleep before we take care of business," he said, and then plunked his chin down on the crown of his head. "But I guess I'll let you off easy tonight. We've still got the rest of the weekend, after all, heh." He stretched his shoulders a bit, then arched his back and cast an appraising look around the big tub. "Man, this is so fancy," he said. "You could fit like five people in this tub." And then he snorted. "Not that I wanna invite the bell staff or anything."
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Send in ❣ for my character suddenly being joined in the bath by yours.
The best thing about the hotel they’d picked, as far as Riku was concerned, was that there was a garden tub. In the room! It had jets.
It’d been a bit of a splurge, sure, but they both had saved up more than enough for a little luxury, and it actually wasn’t that much. Riku had been happy to cover most of the price, especially since he’d been the one who was most intrigued by it.
By the time the weekend for their getaway had rolled around, Riku had worked up one hell of a sore and tense back, and since they’d agreed to meet up after work, Riku had gone straight from clocking out to the hotel, started up a bath, and just… relaxed. It was gonna be a long weekend of just him and Lea, together, doing…
… uh, a lot.
If he thought about what they were actually gonna do, he might make the bath a little hotter than it should be, he thought, and reached over to turn on the small motors to jet in water. As the streams hit his back and sides, he moaned quietly and slumped his arms over the edge, just resting his cheek against part of the tub. He’d been so exhausted, it’d been such a long day… hours upon hours of holding a lantern up in pure Darkness, raising his Keyblade to send out shockwaves of Light as if that would help–
it was no shock that he fell asleep, even for Riku.
The shock was when he woke up–he felt something warm press up against his back, a gentle touch slide down his bare side, and jerked awake, Way to the Dawn appearing in his grasp before he peered back with a growl–
“L… lea?” he muttered, incredulously, and those bright feline eyes just looked back at him with a playfulness and a slight apology for freaking him out.
It had been a long day. Riku was usually tired when he got home, so Lea had been expecting to find him napping when he got to the hotel, but the room seemed empty, the bed untouched. That was odd. His suitcase was here, at the foot of the bed, and his shoes were by the closet... Where would he have gone without his shoes? He slid the curtains aside to peer out onto the balcony, but didn't see anyone out there. Besides, the sliding glass door was locked from the inside. Turning, Lea noticed the bathroom door was closed over, but not latched. Curious, he tapped gently on the door. "Riku? You in there?" No answer. "Riku?" He pushed the door open, then made a startled noise when he saw Riku in the tub... apparently asleep. He stared for a long moment, then stifled laughter behind one hand. Good grief, was this guy for real? Who fell asleep in the bath? "You're gonna drown yourself, you lunkhead," he said softly, shaking his head. Then he pursed his lips. "Maybe you should be supervised." Grinning a little, Lea shimmied out of his clothes and ponytailed his hair, then stepped gingerly into the tub. "Ooh, it's like a jacuzzi!" he said gleefully. He lowered himself into the water and then made a grand show of stretching his arms up over his head... so he could slowly snake one arm around his shoulders. "Whoa, hey, easy there," he cried when Riku snapped awake and summoned his Keyblade. "Come on, it's just me, put that thing away, you'll put someone's eye out!"
“That’s fine,” Riku said with a sigh, cutting in before Lea could protest, not having sat down. He figured Isa would’ve fought tooth and nail for him to be out of the room, anyway. He didn’t want to show how… well, kind of hurt he was–he’d hoped to help but all he’d been told to do was go away. He supposed that was helping, but… he’d be lying if part of him also hadn’t wanted someone who might’ve understood what that horror was.
He raised his eyes to Lea. “It’s fine,” he repeated, his voice a little quieter–tired. He wasn’t wrong, Riku hadn’t rested except for a handful of hours and to bandage his own injuries. He’d rest when he had to, but that moment wasn’t now. “It’s really unlikely something’ll open back up if the wounds are self-dressed.”
“Besides–you only have one hand so you’re useless, and he needs something to eat, so I don’t care who’s the waiter–I’m getting something for both of you,” he said, biting back the quiet hiss of pain he wanted to let out as he ambled towards the door. Before he left, he quipped, “Glad you’re both doing okay.” and he closed the door after him.
Isa snapped, and Lea fixed him with a stern look. What surprised him, though, was the way Isa’s eyes skirted away in something like… shame? Fear? He wasn’t sure, but it had never been like Isa to break eye contact that way. Saix had been a master of the cold hard stare, and to see Isa avert his eyes like that was almost jarring. He sighed heavily when Isa refused treatment, then glanced at Riku. He didn’t have to know Riku well to know he was hurt. As good as Riku seemed to be at ignoring his pain, he wasn’t so good at keeping it off his face. He opened his mouth to say something, but… what could he say? It wasn’t fine. There was no way he would have been able to get Isa back without Riku’s help, without Sora and Kairi’s help… “Wh–hey!” he barked then, giving Riku an almost comical glower. “I got yer useless right here,” he grumbled, brandishing his good arm playfully. Once Riku had left, he turned back to Isa and just looked at him for a long moment. It was like looking into the past. It was the same face he’d always known, but somehow it was entirely different. His eyes were green again, not that sickly brassy yellow, and though he didn’t smile, his frown didn’t seem quite so harsh anymore. Lea gave a heavy sigh, then offered a wan sort of smile. “You didn’t have to be a jackass,” he chided gently. “I mean, I know you’re good at it, but I wouldn’t have stood a chance against Xehanort without Riku’s help.”
Isa didn’t need Riku’s assessment that it was ‘fine.’ It didn’t matter to him if it would be ‘fine’ or not, only that it was his own decision. His own body, his own life, and Isa would not tolerate anyone else’s decisions forced on either ever again. Resentment brewed deeper in his belly, curdling and familiar. How much of the resentment at the end of Saix’s life had been real, he wondered now. How much anger and bitterness had truly sprouted, fledgling, while Xemnas told him he couldn’t feel anything? Now he knew the truth of their hearts, that emotions nurtured could grow back. All Saix had ever had opportunity to nurture was anger and pain. They were familiar to Isa, in a way positive emotions were not and might never be. He gave Lea a sharp look.
“Then you owe him. Not me. I never asked to be saved. I never asked for any of this,” he hissed. Neither of them had, when they’d been dragged into the Organization. Lea had just managed to find a way out. Saix had hated him for that, at the end. All Saix’s years of planning and sacrifice, and Axel just blundered his way into a heart and an escape. Saix had done something terrible because of it, something he couldn’t take back. But that had nothing to do with Riku.
“He had his hands all over me, not so much as an ‘if you please’. If I wanted to be confined and violated I’d have stayed with the Organization. I never expected your Keybearers to be just as bad,” Isa spat.
Isa's words stung more than Lea had expected. Saix had always had a knack for knowing just what to say to cut to the quick, but while Isa had always been a bit sharp, he had rarely used his words maliciously. "So I was supposed to wait for you to ask?" he snapped in return, indignant and hurt. "Isa, I turned a blind eye for years while you..." He cut himself off and huffed a sigh, trying not to sound bitter, but how was he supposed to feel about this? He hadn't been expecting Isa to fall all over himself spewing gratitude, but a 'thanks, it's good to be back' might have been nice. "Are you telling me you'd have rather I just left you to rot with Xehanort?" he asked, getting to his feet, suddenly feeling defensive. "I didn't ask for this, either, you know? I didn't ask to lose my heart, my home, or my best friend, but I guess that doesn't matter." Really, he'd lost three best friends-- Wait, not three. Two. That was weird, why had he thought three for a moment? He must have still been tired. "Am I supposed to apologize for risking my life to get you back?" And then he glowered at him. "And they're not my Keybearers," he said sharply. "I'm not a babysitter. They're my friends, and they could be yours, too, if you remembered how to have friends."
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