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“That’s Duchess-” She shook her head and pressed her fingers to her temples, not in the mood to quibble about reminding him of her proper title. Even if it was a title that was rightfully hers even if her husband was dead. She wanted to demand to know if that was supposed to scare her, like he would cut her down like he did to everything else that displeased him. As if she wasn’t equally matched against him with a lightsaber, maybe even better, in her opinion. “Fine, I will make my point.” She stepped ever closer to him. “There are times where I cannot tell if the tension between us is genuine animosity or some sort of game we’re playing. We both need to make up our minds about each other because, I just, I cannot continue like this.”
Sensing a ripple of Asa's discomfit, Ren winced at the blunder—one he never would make with Kardal or even Admiral Hux. Stony as it were, his mien shifted with the subtlety of a cat flicking its ears as she closed the space between them. Ren could feel it, too—Asa brought the tension forward. The air was fraught, and he infected. For a moment, it seemed he might step away.
"What game would that be?"
He searched Asa's face. Ren could search beyond, beneath her black velvet crown, her piercing eyes, draw her out in other ways, but he wasn't a man of that air at present.
"Would you rather be left alone?" he said suddenly. "I ask because I've made up my mind."
His saber stayed at its hilt, so it seemed he hadn't set his mind on chastening Asa at risk of being bested.
“The one where we compete to see who can be the most hurtful or make the worst threat.” Asa said, a faint tremor in her voice. His question surprised her, she can’t recall a time where he ever asked if she wanted to be left alone. It seemed to her like he always imposed himself into her presence and her personal space. She stared back at him. “Tell me what you decided first. ...please?” That was her way of showing she wasn’t challenging or demanding. She wanted to know, and she hoped, if he held any genuine affection towards her, he would tell her.
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Ren stared at Asa.
"Enjoy what?"
He stared harder if that were possible. At her lips, which had become a line. Then her eyes, which had only transferred their message into her pupils, her magnificent dagger of expression.
"Who are you trying to convince? Make your point, Miss Beros. I'm not known for my monk-like patience, am I?"
The ice began to crack, and Kylo Ren had his hand atop the surface, poised to strike at any sudden movement. As a man known for destroying computing systems that predicted outcomes he disliked, Ren seemed to have an endless cache of leniency regarding Asa Beros. Pale and inscrutable as ever, he waited for an answer.
“That’s Duchess-” She shook her head and pressed her fingers to her temples, not in the mood to quibble about reminding him of her proper title. Even if it was a title that was rightfully hers even if her husband was dead. She wanted to demand to know if that was supposed to scare her, like he would cut her down like he did to everything else that displeased him. As if she wasn’t equally matched against him with a lightsaber, maybe even better, in her opinion. “Fine, I will make my point.” She stepped ever closer to him. “There are times where I cannot tell if the tension between us is genuine animosity or some sort of game we’re playing. We both need to make up our minds about each other because, I just, I cannot continue like this.”
“Don’t run away.” (Kylo again. Sorry, he's deranged).
Asa turned on her heel, the movement graceful and practiced, even her clothes moved with her in a swirl of flowing black and dark blue. She stepped closer to Ren, nearly rising on her toes to make up for the height difference as if that would make her look somehow more imposing than him. (It couldn't be done but she could try.) "I am not running, I am leaving, because being in your presence is...nothing short of maddening. So whatever you must say to me, say it now, because I don't wish to prolong this encounter any longer than is necessary, and I'm in no mood for games."
Ren stepped forward when she did, the movement so curt and severe that his mantle seemed to slice at the floor as it swept around his ankles. Where Asa's face was pearlescent with contempt, his was pallid and immutable. Expressive yet opaque, his eyes revealed an interest, the subject of his interest as yet undefined.
"Why must you be so disagreeable?" He lilted in a low voice. "Every time I approach you, we get nowhere. Hux is more pleasant lately."
He had come to deliver a message, but it seemed futile now. They had, at her outburst, since moved on to other subjects. Ren's eyes fell on Asa's mouth as she scowled at him, and for an instant, he leaned in, then away, the movement so subtle as to be nearly imperceptible.
Asa wasn’t sure if she saw him lean in, but she did see his gaze and where it moved. Her painted lips became a firm, irritated line. She hated him. Or rather, she hated how he made her feel, and the confusion caused by those feelings. It was more like she told herself she utterly hated him to hide from any wayward sympathy or fondness she might have. It brought out the worst in her. “...I don’t know.” She surprised herself by answering that question honestly. “I don’t particularly enjoy it. I-” She stopped herself before she could continue. The ice was beginning to crack. “No, it’s because we don’t like each other, that’s why, and trying to act otherwise is...frustrating, to say the very least.”
“Don’t run away.” (Kylo again. Sorry, he's deranged).
Asa turned on her heel, the movement graceful and practiced, even her clothes moved with her in a swirl of flowing black and dark blue. She stepped closer to Ren, nearly rising on her toes to make up for the height difference as if that would make her look somehow more imposing than him. (It couldn't be done but she could try.) "I am not running, I am leaving, because being in your presence is...nothing short of maddening. So whatever you must say to me, say it now, because I don't wish to prolong this encounter any longer than is necessary, and I'm in no mood for games."
“Don’t scream.” (Kylo @ Asa)
Asa would not have screamed in any case. She was not so helpless that when confronted by even someone like Kylo Ren she would need to scream, either for help or out of terror. She didn't fear him. That is, she at least didn't fear that he would harm her, not when she was so capable of defending herself. But when he said that to her, she felt like screaming out of pure spite. She felt like opening her mouth and letting out the most ear-shattering shriek she was capable of making. She kept her temper in check, tamping it down under layers of ice. "Perhaps, the next time you want my attention, you might consider a tactic that doesn't involve swooping in out of nowhere and accosting me, you brute."
𝘾𝙊𝙈𝙋𝙍𝙀𝙃𝙀𝙉𝙎𝙄𝙑𝙀 𝙏𝙔𝙋𝙀𝙎 𝙊𝙁 𝙆𝙄𝙎𝙎𝙀𝙎 , 𝙰 𝚂𝙴𝚁𝙸𝙴𝚂 𝙾𝙵 𝚁𝙾𝙻𝙴𝙿𝙻𝙰𝚈 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙼𝙿𝚃𝚂 . ( a series of kiss - related roleplay prompts . all prompts can be changed to suit the muse or their relationship to the receiver’s muse )
platonic kisses 01 . a kiss on the cheek 02 . a kiss on the forehead 03 . a kiss between family members 04 . a goodnight kiss 05 . a kiss instigated by a dare 06 . a parental kiss 07 . a kiss on both cheeks as a greeting 08 . a kiss on an injury or bruise
romantic kisses 09 . a morning after kiss 10 . a butterfly kiss 11 . an eskimo kiss 12 . an angel kiss 13 . a wedding night kiss 14 . a first kiss 15 . a goodnight kiss 16 . a good morning kiss 17 . a surprise kiss 18 . a ‘stolen’ kiss 19 . a closed - mouth kiss 20 . an open - mouth kiss 21 . a kiss with a bite to their lip 22 . an air kiss 23 . a spiderman kiss 24 . a kiss in the rain 25 . a single lip kiss
places to kiss 26 . a kiss on the hand 27 . a kiss on each finger 28 . a kiss on the nose 29 . a kiss on the eyelid 30 . a kiss on the shoulder 31 . a kiss on the neck 32 . a kiss on the collarbone 33 . a kiss on the chest 34 . a kiss on the hip 35 . a kiss on the wrist 36 . a kiss over a scar 37 . a kiss over a muse’s insecurity 38 . a kiss on the stomach 39 . a kiss on the back [ add ‘ trail ’ to trail kisses across that spot ]
settings 40 . a kiss in the woods 41 . a kiss at the beach 42 . a kiss at a haunted house 43 . a kiss at a party 44 . a new years kiss 45 . a kiss at a restaurant 46 . a kiss at the theatre 47 . a kiss at the cinema 48 . a kiss at disneyland 49 . a kiss at home 50 . a kiss outside at night 51 . a kiss in the park
scenarios 52 . a kiss on our muses wedding day 53 . a kiss to say goodbye 54 . a kiss after our muses are parents 55 . a kiss while our muses are on vacation 56 . a kiss to instigate sex 57 . a kiss to comfort one muse 58 . a kiss while grieving 59 . a kiss between long distance lovers 60 . a forbidden relationship kiss 61 . a kiss while our muses stargaze
nsfw kisses 62 . a kiss on the navel 63 . a kiss on the inner thigh 64 . a kiss between the legs 65 . a kiss on the nipple / chest 66 . a kiss after orgasm 67 . a kiss during sex 68 . a kiss on an erogenous zone
“Don’t...” Starters
“Don’t leave.”
“Don’t touch me.”
“Don’t run away.”
“Don’t scream.”
“Don’t regret your choices.”
“Don’t come back.”
“Don’t make promises you can’t keep.”
“Don’t betray me.”
“Don’t you see that this is a mistake?”
“Don’t they know it is a trap?”
“Don’t talk like that.”
“Don’t make the same mistakes I did.”
“Don’t lose sight of what is important.”
“Don’t lie to me.”
“Don’t test my loyalty to them.”
“Don’t think you can get away with this.”
“Don’t trust them.”
“Don’t do that!”
“Don’t jump.”
“Don’t you trust me?”
“Don’t believe in ‘happily ever after,’ it doesn’t exist.”
“Don’t think that this fixes everything.”
“Don’t give me that look.”
“Don’t sing. Please.”
“Don’t look.”
𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐃 & 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐅𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 (a series of nonverbal prompts . mature themes present , ‘ my ’ muse belongs to the one who posted the meme - send “ + REVERSE ” to reverse the prompts .)
→ 𝐈 . GENERAL
❛ hush . raise a finger in a gesture to silence my muse . ❛ sit . gesture for my muse to sit down . ❛ door . hold a door open for my muse . ❛ tap . tap my muse on the shoulder to garner their attention . ❛ hunger . give my muse something to eat / drink . ❛ cook . present my muse with home - cooked food . ❛ brush . work a brush / comb through my muse’s hair . ❛ read . silently read a book alongside my muse . ❛ hand . hold out a hand for my muse to take . ❛ dressed . help my muse put on an article of clothing . ❛ note . give my muse a note saying : [ content ] . ❛ amplify . turn up the music in the car .
→ 𝐈𝐈 . ANGST
❛ patch . help my muse patch up a wound . ❛ night terrors . hold my muse after they wake up from a nightmare . ❛ company . silently sit with my muse to comfort them. ❛ hospital . my muse is told that yours is in the hospital . ❛ revelation . show my muse evidence of a lie they told . ❛ indulge . find my muse drinking to cope . ❛ downfall . find my muse collapsed on the ground . ❛ console . comfort my muse as they cry . ❛ nurse . give my muse company in the hospital .
→ 𝐈𝐈𝐈 . AFFECTIONATE
❛ wink . wink at my muse . ❛ wrap . wrap an arm around my muse’s [ shoulders / waist ] . ❛ caress . gently caress my muse’s face . ❛ tousle . mess playfully with my muse’s hair . ❛ chest . place your head on my muse’s chest . ❛ comb . comb fingers through my muse’s hair . ❛ grasp . run to my muse & jump into their arms . ❛ lean . lean on my muse’s shoulder . ❛ tender . kiss my muse on the [ forehead / cheek / nose ] . ❛ abrupt . kiss my muse out of the blue . ❛ chaste . chastely kiss my muse . ❛ good morning . kiss my muse the morning after . ❛ volumes . gaze at my muse in a way that silently says ‘i love you’ .
→ 𝐈𝐕 . VIOLENT
❛ strike . [ slap / punch ] my muse in the face . ❛ gun . wield a gun at my muse . ❛ twist . twist my muse’s arm behind their back . ❛ throttle . aggressively wrap your hands around my muse’s throat . ❛ parch . burn my muse with a hot object . ❛ take down . forcefully bring my muse to the ground . ❛ gouge . wield a sharp object at my muse . ❛ shunt . shove my muse backwards . ❛ stickup . yell at my muse to put their hands in the air. ❛ shoot . [ fatally / non-fatally ] shoot my muse . ❛ stab . stab my muse with a [ knife / other object ].
→ 𝐕 . NSFW
❛ surprise . send an unexpected nsfw image to my muse . ❛ pin . push my muse against a [ wall, table, other ] . ❛ go down . go down on my muse . ❛ choke . intimately wrap your hands around my muse’s throat . ❛ belt loops . pull my muse closer by their belt loops . ❛ skinny dipping . go skinny dipping with my muse . ❛ rip . tear a piece of clothing from my muse’s body . ❛ mark . leave a mark on my muse’s body [ specify where ] .
I’m like barely on here these days, but I’ve been watching Andor and now all I can think is I’d love to be mutuals with a Syril Karn blog because he could idk work for Asa and she would unknowingly indulge the praise kink I know he has just- listen it would be a very subtle D/s dynamic he would kiss her shoes if she asked him to- LISTEN it makes sense in my head-
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Not sure if I’m back but Andor might revive some of my muse! In the meantime I cleared out a bunch of followers, mostly people who haven’t posted in a very long time or we just never really interacted. Not sure which muses will be on this blog for now, it depends. Anyway, hope everyone reading this is well.
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Hello, my lovelies! I’m poking around here more, might have some new ocs to add, might start writing here more again, I’ve missed it. Also, if you want to follow my personal account at spookynebula, feel free!
“Don’t...” Starters
“Don’t leave.”
“Don’t touch me.”
“Don’t run away.”
“Don’t scream.”
“Don’t regret your choices.”
“Don’t come back.”
“Don’t make promises you can’t keep.”
“Don’t betray me.”
“Don’t you see that this is a mistake?”
“Don’t they know it is a trap?”
“Don’t talk like that.”
“Don’t make the same mistakes I did.”
“Don’t lose sight of what is important.”
“Don’t lie to me.”
“Don’t test my loyalty to them.”
“Don’t think you can get away with this.”
“Don’t trust them.”
“Don’t do that!”
“Don’t jump.”
“Don’t you trust me?”
“Don’t believe in ‘happily ever after,’ it doesn’t exist.”
“Don’t think that this fixes everything.”
“Don’t give me that look.”
“Don’t sing. Please.”
“Don’t look.”
Send 👶 to meet my muse as a child!
“Rumour has it… Asa has a big crush on Kylo" ~*~* totally anonymous *~*~
(Definitely not tagging @kylo-wrecked) Asa's lovely brow furrows with annoyance. "A 'crush?' I am not a child. I'm willing to admit he's pleasant enough to look at, certainly more boyishly handsome than you would expect to see under that bucket he wears. That isn't enough to make me overlook his behavior. Always galumphing through the hallways with his Knights tracking in dirt. Not to mention his lightsaber form is atrocious, all the grace of a near-sighted Wookiee." She pauses to primly sip her tea. "In short, these rumors are completely unfounded. He seldom occupies my thoughts, nor am I ever curious about him. I don't enjoy our encounters in the slightest."