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Andulka
Misplaced Lens Cap
Aqua Utopia｜海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
titsay
oozey mess
if i look back, i am lost
One Nice Bug Per Day
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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PSA:
Just because I’m not replying to our thread, or your starter doesn’t mean I don’t want to roleplay with you. I’m just slow. Some days I can write a fucking book, some days I can’t even write my own name. It’s in the drafts I promise I am just slow as hell.
Nonsexual acts of Intimacy - Select from the following for my muse to respond to...
♔ : Finding your muse wearing their clothes
♕: Holding hands
♖: Having their hair washed by your muse
♗: Your muse falling asleep with their head in my muse's lap.
♘: Cuddling in a blanket fort
♙: Sharing a bed
♚: Head scratches
♛: Sharing a dessert
♜: Shoulder rubs
♝: Reading a book together
♞: Caring for each other while ill (specify which party is which)
♟: Patching up a wound
♤: Taking a bath together
♧: Your muse playing with their hair
♡: Accidentally falling asleep together
♢: Forehead or cheek kisses
♠: Your muse adjusting their jewelry/neck tie/ etc.
♣: Back scratches
♥: Your muse crying about something
♦: Slow dancing
Affection Starters!
“Your hair is so soft…”
“It’s too cold! Get back here…”
“No, I’m not letting you go. It’s too early to get out of bed.”
“You’re so cute when you pout like that!”
“C’mere, you can sit in my lap until I’m done working!”
“Surprise tickle attack!”
“Share your jacket, I forgot mine.”
“Just relax, I’ll wash your hair for you.”
“I’m not going to stop poking you until you give me some attention.”
“I didn’t mean to leave you alone for so long—come here, I missed you.”
“Are you wearing my shirt?”
“Ssh, you’re safe. I wont let go of you.”
“What, does that feel good?”
“HA! I found a weak-spot on you, didn’t I?”
asaquies replied to your post:tar’s current mood: INSERT ASA WHINING AND DENYING THA ANYTHING IS HIS FAULT. ITS ALL TARUS. SHES A CLUTZ. WHY DONT U JUST DANCE WITH ME.
wot m8 wot u say
tar’s current mood:
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?”
asaquies said: THIS MAKES ME SO HAPPY THANK U
tfw your muse and their sibling are giant fucking nerds
♦:Slow dancing
{ ♛ } “S-stop laughing at me, would you? I told you… I haven’t danced like this in a long time! I forgot how to!”
Honestly, how long was he going to keep this up? She’s been stumbling on her feet for the past five or so minutes, but Leo had been insisting she dance with him until she learned how to slow dance again despite her constant complaining and obvious embarrassment. At this point, Taurus was sure he was just doing this for the mere pleasure of it to see his elder sister struggle.
Once again had the venus sign slipped up, ending up clinging to her (annoyingly) taller sibling. Her brows knit into a ‘v’ shape as the expected snorting of Leo sounded, although the flaxen haired man stopped immediately afterwards, and the sounds were replaced by a small yelp instead. Why? She stepped on his stupid feet, that’s why.
“I said quit laughing!?” ”Ouch! Alright, alright…!” “If you laugh one more bloody time, I’m going to flip you straight on your ass, alright?!” “Right…”
Gods, it didn’t matter what he said. Even though he agreed he would quit it, it didn’t stop him from grinning like the massive little shit he was. He at least slowed down the step movement for her to more easily understand the footing, but he really did look like he was enjoying himself. … What a jerk.
Maybe ten more minutes in, Taurus was starting to get it. In fact, she was actually starting to not worry about the footing and more enjoying herself. But that’s when Leo decided to make one joking comment that had instantaneously sent the constellation in an embarrassed frenzy. The poor thing flinched heavily and lost her footing, resulting in her catching herself, then stepping on his foot.
Oh, but it didn’t stop there.
She tried to get off his foot, took another step, tripped violently over her own, and went crashing into the floor none too gracefully. Her pride bruised, as well as the rest of her body, her face flushed a deep scarlet at the sound of Asa’s mixed reaction of bursting into a fit of laughter and horror at how catastrophically that went for his sister in less than fifteen seconds.
Just as how she said earlier, he was not spared from being thrown onto the ground on his rump. … Followed by some screeching that she wasn’t going to slow dance with him ever again. Well, on the bright side, she was still nice enough to have thrown him on soft, plush carpet, right…?
fabxlator liked for a starter.
Here we have someone else. Someone she wasn’t sure to greet. Staring at the other, she didn’t say anything. Why should she? The archer wasn’t one to just point blank speak first. No way. She would prefer being silent right now anyways. She may have noticed the other but, she was also focused on a cute baby rabbit nearby. She wanted to take a picture of it with her phone before someone scared it away.
“Be silent.”
{ ♛ } Well, that was... certainly quite the greeting. Not even so much as a glance had been spared her way, but of course, once the brunette had followed the other’s gaze she quickly understood the situation and remained still and quiet. She was like that for a few passing moments, but then her eyes lit up and she began to rummage about her purse as soundlessly as she could. After struggling for a minute or so, the 2nd house held up a container of baby carrots.
“-- Psst...!” Taurus carefully nudges the girl’s arm, “Try and give it these...?”
Nonsexual acts of Intimacy - Select from the following for my muse to respond to...
♔ : Finding your muse wearing their clothes
♕: Holding hands
♖: Having their hair washed by your muse
♗: Your muse falling asleep with their head in my muse's lap.
♘: Cuddling in a blanket fort
♙: Sharing a bed
♚: Head scratches
♛: Sharing a dessert
♜: Shoulder rubs
♝: Reading a book together
♞: Caring for each other while ill (specify which party is which)
♟: Patching up a wound
♤: Taking a bath together
♧: Your muse playing with their hair
♡: Accidentally falling asleep together
♢: Forehead or cheek kisses
♠: Your muse adjusting their jewelry/neck tie/ etc.
♣: Back scratches
♥: Your muse crying about something
♦: Slow dancing
[ text ] T A U R U S: Holy shit. I'm going to-- this guy. He just asked me if I was even allowed to be out this late... Do I look like a child?! Leo! Do I look like a child?! AM I BABY FACED?! OH MY GOD.
[ t e x t // taur ] : … you don’t want me to answer that.
[ text ] T A U R U S: ... [ text ] T A U R U S: i’m deleting
:))))))
Guess How Much I Love You! A Meme.
Send me a ♥ if your character has romantic feelings for mine. Send me a ღ if your character has unrequited feelings for mine. Send me a ♠ if your character couldn’t live without mine. Send me a ☮ if your character thinks of mine as a friend. Send me a ✰ if your character thinks of mine as their best friend. Send me a ☼ if your character wants to snuggle with mine. Send me a ⌛ if your character wants to kiss mine. Send me a ➳ if your character has thought dirty thoughts about mine. Send me a ✖ if your character has thought dirty thoughts about mine and thoroughly enjoyed them. Send me a ϟ if your character hates mine. Send me a ☠ if your characters wants to push mine off a cliff.
[ ♔ ] meet the puppeteer
name: Alessa height: 5′2.5″ eye color: Dark Chocolate Brown favorite color(s): Baby blue, mint green, pastel pink best school subject(s): Social studies, Home ec. current shirt color: honestly theres so many colours on it it looks like an artist spilled paint over it im crying day or night: Day. Night is pretty and stuff, and I can see the moon and stars, but if I can’t see what the fuck is twenty feet from me, bitches know I am not leaving my house. religion: Catholic. But I’m not a bible-thumper. I’m religious, but I’m not super religious. Believe in what you wanna believe. gender: Female sexual orientation: Heterosexual single or taken: It’s... difficult. I like someone, and they like me, but he isn’t ready for a relationship, although he wants to have one with me. So.. I guess I’m reserved? lmfao celebrity crush: ... if choi minki doesn’t count, then I don’t have one LOL coffee or tea: !! TEA !! Black tea!! EARL GREY IS MY SHIT. favorite food: pizza because pizza’s fucking magical and tasty
"Who did this?" Taur should know full well he's shaking with anger and will fucking kill someone. uwu
{ ♛ } Cecilia had been minding her own business when it had happened. In fact, she had just finished her grocery shopping when she realized that she left something important at work. Despite it being awfully late, the constellation had thought that it’d been safe still if she just parked her vehicle in front of the florist’s, but obviously it wasn’t smart of her to come alone.
It was about 12 am when she entered her store. She undid the security system for a moment, and ran to the counter, where she hurriedly ducked down to see if that item had still been safely stored there. It was, and she sighed in relief. But the problem wasn’t when she entered the building. It was when she got outside that was the problem.
“Ugh…”
The problem? Some fucking thugs. As soon as she turned off the lights, re-activated the alarm and locked the door, some pests had spotted her, and decided that they were going to piss her off that night. It started off with them trying to rob her, then switched to them calling her “cute” and wanting to take her home. Of course, she wasn’t going to put up with it. They managed to get some lands on her as well, considering her split lip, her right eye being a terrible bruised purple, and other various bruises and cuts that ran along her body.
Cecilia would admit, they did pretty well to get her all cut and bruised up. But there were four of them. She was just lucky she managed to get out of there without it getting too out of hand. That doesn’t mean she didn’t give them a couple of dislocated shoulders and jaws, or broken fingers, and busted up lips of their own. They were in a lot more pain than her.
“I… I’m fine.” she says, but instantly winces from the pang of pain from her lips. Something akin to a whine left her, and instead of continuing, she twists her beaten body slightly ( though not without pain, as she made another whining nose ), and picks up a wrapped up box. It’s previously pristine look was now replaced with it being oddly shaped due to being dropped of having something fall on it. It’s wrapping paper was shredded off in some points and ripped in other places.
“… You were looking at it. I thought I’d get it for you… a surprise. But… thugs. Sorry…” a small, bitter laugh as she looks at the beaten box. She tried to make sure the content inside the box wasn’t damage, but looking at it now was kind of wishful thinking. “I’ll go get new one, if ‘s broken..”
Send “Stay behind me” for my muse’s reaction to yours gently pushing them behind their body.
