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“Possibly, let’s just say that I was about to ask for a tiny, tiny favor, what are the chances you might help me out here?”
There she stood, in front of a complete strangers because she’s never been the shy type. It’s how the faeries of her realm survived until now, they don’t have the time to fear the act of speech or getting to meet or confront other species or beings, or humans. In fact humans are the most amusing to get to know and she’s grinning at her current catch--fingers held up in an attempt to show just how tiny that favor was going to be. The more visual there is, the more chances she could get of getting the help she needed right?
♗ (yoora)
nonsexual acts of intimacy ♗ - your muse falling asleep with their head in my muse’s lap.
Seems she’s acquired quite the company. Not once but twice, she’s met the girl already and Yoora’s not going to bit her words, she’s turning out to be quite–not a nuisance, more so of a bother. At least she feels a bit peeved out at where her head is now laying down on her lap and she has to not just pull away because that won’t look good Yoora.
It’s just so odd that of all people to get attached to, Soojung has chosen her. It’s not as if she walks around asking for people to befriend her, quite the contrary. She carries herself the way she knows no one will ever want to even walk close to her. But some people are fearless, or maybe just right out too naive and stupid to see that she’s not the friend they need. She doesn’t want to be at least, it only brings out broken pieces later on. She’s been the one at the receiving end of that once and she’s blamed herself because it was her fault, too young, too naive, too foolish then.
What led her to believe someone could like her not for the money and the status but for herself if not foolishness? She’s distracted by the memory and her hand finds itself layered through the strands of hair of the girl’s that’s sound asleep. Well, shopping can get quite tiring when you’re not used to it. She’ll let her rest, there’s no other choice other than to look rude by pulling away. She does have an image to keep, anything for the facade they all see or want to see.
♜: Shoulder rubs (Jordan)
nonsexual acts of intimacy ♜ - shoulder rubs
She often came to the cafe too early, because it was quiet and she did enjoy having time to herself to do anything she wanted. Scroll through her phone, possibly abuse of her unlimited data access, or just simply play on it until she was tired of gaming and then just switching to a book that was in her bag. There was always one or two sitting in her bag waiting to be completed.
As it was she was early, and a book was the option of the moment, something ridiculously entertaining that she bought on a whim, after having skimmed through the library for an entire hour. Her taste was so hard to please lately, but once a story caught her, it did not matter what it was about or how long it would take her to finish it, she’d devour it. Even in favor of a less painful posture than the one she currently had, shoulders hunched forward and almost bent in two because the book was on her lap. Even then, it’d still be worth it later on when she’d stand up and roll her shoulders so her muscles would stop being so tense.
But nose deep in her book she ignored the lingering sensation, felt nothing–or so she told herself, not when she was letting out a quiet laugh and then startling up immediately. That definitely was not because of the book. She turned her head to see who’d just put a weight on her shoulders, not the kind of that hurt even more but the type that was putting pressure as if trying to ease away the knots and a tsking sound left her lips at finding Kyuhyun, perpetrator of the act.
“Whaaat, found no other employee to bother, is that it?” Even if she wouldn’t lie, she wasn’t complaining, leaning into the touch as she sat up straight. She probably should take a trip to the spa this week, it’d been what, close to two months? She definitely needed an appointment, especially considering how finals were always hitting her in all the wrong places.
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nonsexual acts of intimacy ♤ - taking a bath together
Never one to not take on a challenge, that was the only reason why Hana was now slid inside of the water, more than knee deep with a tight hold of her towel above her waist. That was the only way she was going to do this let’s face it, but it was even better than she thought it would be, the water, the warmth of it and she totally could forget that she was in a mixed hot springs bath just for that feeling.
Well at the same time if it wasn’t so easy to taunt her into doing the stupidest things because of her pride, she would have been totally naked and bathing in the women only part. Still, she held her chin high and with a slide of her hand pooled enough water in her palm to throw it in Max’s direction, “Ok, I’m in deep, happy? Now will you shut up about me being a prude?” Even if she was covered from any prying eyes and the truth was that under it she might have slipped on a pair of panties, because let it be known that there was a limit to how open she could be.
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
“Research is formalized curiosity. It is poking and prying with a purpose.”
He tried time and time again to compare himself to the great men he read about. A man that his family could be proud of and his future family could be proud to call a leader. He realized now that he wasn’t one of those men. He was a different kind of man. Oh Sehun wasn’t about to lead a crusade or climb a mountain nor was he about to start a cultural revolution and foster economic trade between nations. Oh Sehun was going to be a professor. He was going to teach and research the things he loved so he could continue speaking with and learning about people. Despite not believing in fate, he believed this was his purpose. His life was setting him up for this, wasn’t it?
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There was a time when it bothered her, when their touch would land on her skin and leave a scar that would take longer to heal than the usual human touch. But that time was over, two thousand years ago she made sure to have enough strength that even their smells would not be able to affect her. Nowadays, whatever came from above stole a snicker from her lips. As it was now, while she found herself surprisingly perceiving one sitting by her side.
“Do you wander, fallen, or do you hold a mission that requires you to fit in.” Because Yuuki’s learned that none of ever came down for no reason. Her eyes were closed still, not bothering to open them and it would almost seem as if she did not speak, as if she was asleep.
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“You started early.”
The comment was brushed aside with a quick nod in the directory of the man who spoke. She did, she already had a can of beer firmly held in her hands because the crowd was grand and the festivities were in order it seemed. It always was more crowded after a win, her guess was that those present invited more people to join in the after party that would be thrown in the winner’s honor.
She didn’t mind, long as she kept to herself. Even if she sort of wanted to get a hold of today’s winner because she kept her image in her mind and now Lynn felt somewhat entitled to congratulating her. Not that she thought they were now more than just passer bys to each other. Despite the moment in the coffee shop that ended soon as they both had their orders ready to leave. But there was a tinge of alcohol in her veins, not enough to blame it on the liquor, but enough to feel warm enough to slip past a wall of bodies once she caught sight of the racer.
Lynn’s hand rose, the one tightly holding her beer, so she could press it against the woman’s arm in a way to catch her attention away from the people crowding in, she was certain more were fans rather than friends. Asking for the impossible as usual, or just an autograph maybe.. Who knew, she once got invited to a hotel after a win. She spoke above the music, but not too loud seeing as she was within earshot, she’d made sure of it after all. “Congrats on that one, it was entertaining.”
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.jamais deux sans toi, [ i ] .time: two years ago .trigger warning: nothing major, i think at east, if you read and catch anything that’s triggering do let me know i will add it as a warning!
Her parents used to say a happiness never comes crashing alone and chaeri’s always believed in that. She’s always thought, if she’s happy today tomorrow she might be less happy. Because it’s a balance she’s always had in her life. She was happy when she was fourteen years old and her parents told her and Jin they were going to leave the home to them for a whole week.
“Hm, growing up, I learned to not trust other people’s opinions. I’ll have to be the judge of that myself then I’ll confirm it. I’ll even give you a badge for being the best. Way much better than a golden star sticker, right?” The tip of his tongue pokes through his teeth as a silly grin plasters his face while continuing to tease her relentlessly. He was beyond glad to have something that can handle his dumb and playful antics, treasuring her whole for accepting him.
A quiet gasp escapes from Maxim, sending him diving over to hug her middle tight as he clamps his eyes shut like a little child. “No, no, no! I totally loved your first gift. I’d like the second one, please.” He peeks an eye open to look up at her with a sheepish look growing on his face. The thing that gets him most is curiosity and he’ll do anything to relieve the thoughts whirling in his head.
“A badge, how old do I look to you?” She tsks, only in jest, her eyes still focusing on the sprawled pictures. Truly, she could almost say that her trip to England could beat her trip to Greece, or maybe her trip to Benin, but then again she had the most then in all three. So she’s not going to put one above the other, she’s just going to write it off on the blog later on as one of the best trips right next to those twos later on.
She’s tilting her head next, looking down at where he’s somehow had the idea of clinging to her as if to change her mind with a considering look, there’s a hiss that passes through her teeth while her face tries to not break into a smile. She has to look serious enough while looking as if she’s considering if yes or not he’s worthy of the small bracelet she absolute had to get when her eyes landed on it. But then shes reaching over, an idea settles in her head as her hand reaches over to quietly ruffle his hair.
“Be good for like, a full ten minutes and go get me a cup of coffee and you might just get it.” Then yes, it does occur to her that she can use this to her advantage to not move and go get that cup of coffee she’s been dying to get for awhile now. But while he’s away it’ll give her the time to go look for the small box in her bag that’s been left on the couch.
a drunken mess ◆ jimin + krystal
krystal stared at the messages that were being returned to her. “jimin, please,” she groaned with a sigh. she wanted to not care, but now that she knew the other was in the condition that she was in, she couldn’t just ignore it. if something happened to her, she would never forgive herself.
[ ` sms ] you are crazy! oh my gosh. you’re dead meat! [ ` sms ] ok, sorry. i didn’t mean to sound like your parent or something just now. [ ` sms ] where are you though? i can’t pick you up if i don’t know where you are.
Dead meat, that was literally the funniest thing she could read at the moment. Truth be told, everything was quite amusing now, the cold floor she was sitting on, the ache of her limbs, the uncomfortable way she could not seem to pull herself out of. Hilarious enough that she was giggling quietly while typing away again.
S M S : My parents sound nooooooooooooothing like you, they’d tell me to sleep on the ground heard its good for yo and all tthat seeee.
S M S : they’re good parents the best!
A quick look at her surrounding, her mind trying to process, to stop herself from taking the situation as the most hilarious jokeshe ever heard. But all it did was make her frown and quickly get up from the floor. A pounding headache was going to follow if she wrecked her mind on trying to know where she was.
S M S : I dunno, I picked myself up, why is it important s not like i can’t pick myself up anyway dont need anyoen to do it not you not nyone.
“hey, excuse me.” the boy slipped into his most earnest demeanor possible, “are you perhaps interested in purchasing wrapping paper?” considering it was the middle of april, the answer would most likely be ‘no’. “it’s for a fundraising thing.”
She paused and paid attention only because of the end of the sentence, it was the only thing that caught her attention--or else she would have pretend there was music still playing in the earphones she slipped on earlier while entering the bus stop booth. A tactic that worked to avoid being spoken to. Still Lynn kept her gaze steady on the young male, one question lingering on her mind before she decided if yes or no it was worth it to hand over what little cash she had on her, “Wrapping paper." A quiet snicker followed before she went on, "Who does the money go to?”
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Her human shell may have looked rather slim and fragile, but a goddess of her status was of course nothing of that kind. It was an easy task for her to just plainly sweep the other woman off her feet and throw her over her shoulder. Surely Mina had said she wanted to be lazy and stay home, but Amaterasu wanted to use her free day for more than just laying around and watching TV. No, she wanted to get out, socialize with humanity and get to know that species on a more personal basis. Atsuko was already in full attire, her make-up of course perfectly on point. Dark red lips and smokey eyes were normal for the goddess on a party occasion.
With her friend casually thrown over her shoulder, the older woman made her way into the bathroom, glad that the creams had turned into laughter and that the other had given in. A victorious grin spread on Atsuko’s lips while she put the other down onto her feet again, followed by a peck to the latter’s cheek. “Good girl!” Of course it was just a gesture to tease the younger woman. “That’s the spirit!”
She was put down and the moment she felt the floor beneath her feet, the urge to rebel and take back her words was strong. Still, she simply let out a huff that blew away the hair that had fallen over her face in the process of getting where she was now. She was obviously still clad in her pyjamas seeing as she was not ready to do anything today, so she leveled her friend with a quiet stare, arms folding across her chest.
“Can I do my routine now, you’re not going to stay there and watch me get ready right? You can go play with Loki while I get ready.” With that she was turning to find the sink behind her, frowning slightly at her appearance. She’d need more than just a few minutes to be done too, she wasn't even sure of what to do with her hair. Though it was always in perfect condition, she still loved playing with until she figured the perfect hairdo for the day. Now she was excited to go--smacking her lips as she tied her hair up and grinned at her reflection in the mirror--go figure.