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[ Hello, hello, hello! Here’s yet another rp promo for another lost soul just trying to find fun and happiness in this thing called life. If you could please give this a LIKE/REBLOG if you don’t mind rping with a book nerd ORIGINAL CHARACTER who’s trying to do the adult thing successfully (and mostly failing), I would give your blog a nice lookie-look. Thank you! ]
[ Hello, hello, hello! Here’s yet another rp promo for another lost soul just trying to find fun and happiness in this thing called life. If you could please give this a LIKE/REBLOG if you don’t mind rping with a book nerd ORIGINAL CHARACTER who’s trying to do the adult thing successfully (and mostly failing), I would give your blog a nice lookie-look. Thank you! ]
☆ DON’T TALK ABOUT FIGHT CLUB ☆
the invitation was simply a selfie with him and the five other members of the founding board with the phrase “ come see us “ written in gold ink. they weren’t that high-class to go through the trouble of printing out lots of paper, decorated all fancy, just for people to discard them. “ — don’t be discouraged just because we have a bit of reckless fun. we do enjoy a bit of wholesome fun every now and then. maybe you could come and sing for us ?? we would pay you well. “
► ---- ;; ---- ❝ Have you ever fought before? ❞ More than anything, Sarabi wondered if he could even enjoy such an event. When he was violent, it was more out of necessity to survive. Where was the entertainment in fighting each other? Then again...Sarabi understood the power dynamics of beating someone down. The siren turned more to the male. ❝ Can I see first? ❞
☆ LITTLE WITCH ☆
the words fell into illegible SHAMBLES , curling off of the surface of the water like fog , and the siren vanished beneath them again ; faythe effectively left confused , but knowing she hadn’t been left as imperceptibly STRONGER waves lapped at the bare skin of her calves .
so , they couldn’t exchange names . that was no reason why they still couldn’t be friends .
and the siren proved her theory— underwater objects gleaming in her hand ,PRESENTED , a gift , and faythe couldn’t help the smile that brightened the entirety of her features . she opened the satchel on her hip , but the objects occupying her hands inside , and gratefully took the shells , coral pieces , and pearl .
► ---- ;; ---- The little witch before her was cute. She had yet to say a word. It was odd as Sarabi knew the witches to be a very talkative folk, casting their verbal spells and enchants. But she did it wordlessly. Sarabi enjoyed the silence. Sometimes the surface world became TOO MUCH. Too much noises, scents, objects, beings overwhelmed the siren to a jittery mess. Yet, in the silence of the ocean, next to this silent witch, Sarabi felt PEACEFUL.
The siren curiously peaked into the satchel. More sea items drifted in the knapsack from what Sarabi could see. Expectantly, she looked back the the little witch.
What would the little witch do with her presents? Truthfully, the siren wanted to see more magic. The little wisps of smoke from before floated around Sarabi’s mind again. More, she wanted to see more.
☆ START OF SOMETHING NEW ☆
“H-Hey–!” The airhead wasn’t even thinking at first when the other had moved. She stepped back some when her hair was grabbing, hissing a little bit. It didn’t really hurt, but the pain at her roots was enough to get a noise from the poor little angel. “You shouldn’t tug hair like that!” The violets, pinks and white streaks seemed to mesh in the strangers fingers, her own hands reaching to try to uncurl his fingers from her head.
Well, she had her hair like that for a reason, just to hide her little, undeveloped wings. She was a hybrid, an angel and a human, her father was even surprised she got wings, but the pheromones were there–.. humans didn’t stay away. So she was sure this was the cause. The nephilim huffs, eyes watering. “..Please let go–..”
► ---- ;; ---- Sarabi’s mind jumped around in an attempt to place the being before them in some sort of category. She wasn’t a human as humans didn’t sprout wings. There were sirens with wings, but Sarabi KNEW the woman before him wasn’t such a creature. Her adversity to the ocean alone was enough to set the siren off. So, what was she? Sarabi didn’t know. And the curiosity ATE at his insides.
His fingers uncurled from the thick locks. He stepped in front of her, blue eyes PIERCING at the strange hybrid. His hand reached out again. But this time, the caress was light and gentle as he rubbed away any trailing tears from her eyes. ❝ What are you? ❞
☆ A HELPING HAND ☆
A FISH OUT OF WATER… what a strange idiom to use to explain how you felt in cool weather. perhaps sarabi was simply more used to hot temperatures than the low ones… it was off —— though not so off as to ask her for an explanation. whatever.
❛ IS IT BECAUSE OF THE WEATHER? ❜ && more importantly, ❛ are you alright? ❜
► ---- ;; ---- Perhaps, if it was summer, Sarabi would already be DRIED out on the ground. She could only thank the cold weather for her abilit to even keep standing, albeit shakily. Her head dropped on the other female’s while one hand reached out and grabbed on the black haired female’s shirt. Her tongue felt heavy in her mouth as she attempted to explain.
❝ I traveled too far. I did too much, wanted to see too much. ❞ Her voice, despite being shaky, seemed satisfied, ❝ I need... a body of water. ❞
☆ ACT OF KINDNESS ☆
a confrontation — of course he had to explain himself ; to think the implied , ‘ no thank you ‘ would’ve beenenough for the conversation to be dropped . gloved hands raise , digits rubbing at temples whilst he grits his teeth to himself . he’s not even sure himself why he hates accepting things ( a guilt complex is what it is . ) so offeringreasonable clarification is not something that will come easy to him . silently does he rummage through empty thoughts in his head , attempts to piece two & two together to conjure up something satisfying . there’s a sharp sigh , loud & slightly irritated before youth scrunches up is nose .
❝ no . i just don’t like . . . being given things . ❞
► ---- ;; ---- Sarabi’s eyebrows rose as the male seemed to FIGHT within himself over some dilemma. That’s what made other beings so [interesting]. Had it been another siren, they would have taken the gift no problem. They were possessive little things, taking what they could. Sarabi’s own willingness to part with the pearl more so had to do with the multitudes he possessed already. But his Gesture of Kindness would go to waste. Oh well. At least he wasn’t too kind too often. Sarabi hummed after the unsatisfying answer. The pearls, beautiful and innocent, disappear in his clenched hand.
❝ OK. ❞ A second pause, then the siren turns and with all the force in his slender body, flings the pearls right back into the sea. He looks almost satisfied as he states, ❝ You’re STRANGE. ❞
☆ LET’S MAKE SOMETHING NEW ☆
HAVING THOSE EXTRA PAIR OF HANDS was truly helpful & even if he wasn’t up for extending that hand in making the delicious treats, mor would definitely share the majority of them with her little helper. besides she also needed someone to be a taste tester that wasn’t biased in her favour; having someones opinion of her creations didn’t really mean much when they were coming from a close friend, as much as she appreciated the praise. she just wanted her viewers to be sure she wasn’t just faking it.
morrigan mimicked his bright smile with one of her own, giving a great view of her milky white teeth.
❛ awesome ! don’t worry about that, i’ll be doing most of the work & i’ll guide you through everything, ❜ with another reassuring smile, they finally reached her apartment door & she fished out her key seconds later. ❛ yup, a video. i make videos whenever i make something new & post them to youtube, it’s how i make a living. if you’re not comfortable in starring in the video, that’s fine. i can just remake the swiss roll again in front of the camera. ❜
► ---- ;; ---- All in all, the siren was actually extremely a little EXCITED to try this new act created by humans. COOKING. Taking parts of food, combining them, and making it flavorful to one’s palette was so novel to the novel. His memories of food only extended to fulfilling his hunger. The notion of making it better didn’t cross his mind. It was just so human, it made Siren’s mind spin.
❝ I’ll be in your care. ❞ As he didn’t have a lick of knowledge on anything that had to with kitchens, the effort would probably be a bit more DIFFICULT than usual.
Again he was floundered by his lack of human knowledge. The male pressed his lips down tightly. While he wanted to ask more, his own ignorance was a sore spot for the fish. He wanted to know more, experience more that the world had to offer. Sarabi pressed down most of his questions, except for one, ❝ Can I see one of your...videos? ❞
an angel ❤⃛ヾ(๑❛ ▿ ◠๑ )
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The universe in your eyes | rachelkarinaart
the sea is cruel. so i am crueler.
m. c. (via thewinedarksea)
‘Bout to put my decadent ass in a nice bath with bath bombs and bubbles and music. Today is keeping mental health up for Izzy. But you should send in memes and asks anyways. That’ll be nice to come back to.
Send me a "(/)///(\)" and I'll use a random number generator to see which kiss my muse will give yours.
1. Angel Kiss.
2. Cheek Kiss.
3. Butterfly Kiss.
4. Freeze Kiss.
5. Eskimo Kiss.
6. Gentle Peck on the Lips.
7. French Kiss.
8. Forehead Kiss.
9. Bridge Of Nose Kiss.
10. Hand Kiss.
11. Hot/Cold Kiss.
12. Letter Kiss.
13. Neck Kiss.
14. Neck Nibble Kiss.
15. Nip Kiss.
16. Shoulder Kiss.
17. Sweet Kiss.
18. Stomach Kiss.
19. Whisper Kiss.
20. Tiger Kiss.
21. Tongue Kiss.
22. Quickie Kiss.
23. Upside Down Kiss.
24. Underwater Kiss.
25. Goodbye Kiss.
26. Collar Bone Kiss.
27. Chest Kiss.
28. Wrist Kiss.
29. Nape of Neck Kiss.
30. Finger Tips Kiss.
31. Back Kiss.
32. Instep Kiss.
33. Palm Kiss.
34. Toe Kiss.
35. Shoulder Kiss.
36. Injury Kiss.
37. Hair Kiss.
38. Ear Kiss.
39. Silencing Kiss.
40. Waist Kiss.
My muse is feeling touch-starved.
Send one of the following touches for my muse’s reaction. Bonus points for a description/context of some kind to make it easier for your partner to respond!
❤ - gentle or loving touch (romantic or platonic!), such as face caressing, holding your muse, rubbing their back, petting their hair, hugging them tightly, etc
ღ - kisses of any kind (romantic or platonic) such as cheek kisses, hair kisses, mouth kisses, kiss to the hand/fingertips or eyelids, etc. feel free to specify a body part!
☕ - reassuring touch, such as holding their hand, gripping their shoulder, guiding them by the arm or by a hand on the small of their back, etc
❥ - rough, violent, or dominant touch, such as gripping the back of their neck, holding them down, shoving them into a wall, digging their nails into them, grabbing their jaw, etc
❣ - add this to any of the above to make it sexual.
¿ - write your own touches!
