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Send “human shield” for my muse to throw themselves on top of your muse to protect them.
‘something strange happened here.’
“Indeed it did...keep on the look out, Sasha. I don’t like the feel of this place.” He mumbled, his gun unholstered and Brute antsy by his side
Send ‘X’ to find my muse beaten, bloody, and left for dead.
🌹 teach my muse something
“Jesus, Mishka…how in the hell do you do this?” He laughed as he looked up at the silver pole that attached from the ceiling to the ground. “Do I spin or does the pole spin? Cause, I mean, I can hold on, I just need to know…what am I actually doing?” Despite feeling quite naked in his dance clothes that Mikhail had told him were necessary for movement, the male was willing to learn one of his boyfriend’s favorite hobbies. It was interesting and took much more effort than he ever thought.
mikhailvalhidris:
“I’m so proud!” Mikhail chuckled, hugging Haldir when he reached ground level again. Truly he was, and perhaps more tickled not at his boyfriend’s struggled, but that he could see now what Mikhail did here, and understand the skill it took. Mikhail didn’t feel superior, only appreciated. “Going up and down is one way to move, then the spinning and stuff is the other way to move. You’ve already covered a good part of it!”
Hal laughed a little more at himself as his boyfriend hugged onto him, in which he returned with full force. “Man, I think you’re in better shape than I am with all this work.” He grinned and kissed his temple lovingly. “You make it look so, so easy.” The blonde man spoke as he rubbed his love’s back a bit as he looked back to the pole. “You’ll have to teach me some more. Cause as much fun as you had watching me fall on my ass a few times, I had a lot of fun doing this. Skimpy outfit and all.” He teased
SOFT ANGST STARTERS.
‘stay for me.’
‘what’s this between us?’
‘i don’t want your apology.’
‘you know i have feelings for you.’
‘yeah, i remember the drill.’
‘you’ve never hurt me. ever.’
‘then leave her/him/them. at home.’
‘i don’t believe it.’
‘this is breaking my heart.’
‘you met me at a very strange time in my life.’
‘what keeps you up at night?’
‘i wish you were here.’
‘i let you down.’
‘something strange happened here.’
‘you’re not safe here.’
‘i wasn’t ready to say goodbye.’
‘we are not the same, and never will be.’
‘don’t touch me.’
‘is it my fault?’
‘i’m not like them.’
‘i forgot my name again.’
‘i don’t know who i am.’
‘your fear of looking stupid is holding you back.’
‘are you still alive?’
‘i don’t like being told what to do.’
‘am i making you uncomfortable?’
‘nobody cares if you don’t go to the party.’
‘it was supposed to be fun, and you ruined it.’
‘where the hell are my friends?’
‘stop pretending life doesn’t terrify you.’
🌹 teach my muse something
“Jesus, Mishka…how in the hell do you do this?” He laughed as he looked up at the silver pole that attached from the ceiling to the ground. “Do I spin or does the pole spin? Cause, I mean, I can hold on, I just need to know…what am I actually doing?” Despite feeling quite naked in his dance clothes that Mikhail had told him were necessary for movement, the male was willing to learn one of his boyfriend’s favorite hobbies. It was interesting and took much more effort than he ever thought.
mikhailvalhidris:
“Brake, like stop!” Mikhail really had to fight to keep from laughing now, peering up at Haldir only about six feet off the ground and clinging like a squirrel. “You can hold on with your hands too, but you do have to pet go a little if you wanna start sliding! Don’t worry, I’ll catch you.” He held out his arms, obviously too far away to do any such thing; he didn’t care to be under Haldir if he did happen to fall.
He stuck his tongue out at the other as he saw that smile on his face, that shit eating grin almost. If he were to fall, he knew Mikhail would be rolling on the ground and finish laughing before he’d help him up. “Oh god, Mik. What have you gotten me into.” He laughed before loosening his grip on the pole and slid down a few inches before catching himself with his legs.
“Oh! Heey! Look I did it!” He grinned before doing it again, looking a little silly probably as he slid and stopped until he was close enough to the ground to stop himself
🌹 teach my muse something
“Jesus, Mishka…how in the hell do you do this?” He laughed as he looked up at the silver pole that attached from the ceiling to the ground. “Do I spin or does the pole spin? Cause, I mean, I can hold on, I just need to know…what am I actually doing?” Despite feeling quite naked in his dance clothes that Mikhail had told him were necessary for movement, the male was willing to learn one of his boyfriend’s favorite hobbies. It was interesting and took much more effort than he ever thought.
mikhailvalhidris:
“Now hook one leg around. Put the pole behind your knee and squeeze, then that will be your brake as you slide down!” Mikhail beamed, giving the pad around the base of the pole a little kick to remind him it was safe.
Doing as his love said, he hooked his leg around the pole and squeezed as tight as he could. “What do you mean break?” He laughed as he held onto the pole with his arms. “Am I supposed to let go and literally slide down the pole and hope to God my legs stop me?” He chuckled and looked down to Mik as he bumped the base.
🌹 teach my muse something
“Jesus, Mishka…how in the hell do you do this?” He laughed as he looked up at the silver pole that attached from the ceiling to the ground. “Do I spin or does the pole spin? Cause, I mean, I can hold on, I just need to know…what am I actually doing?” Despite feeling quite naked in his dance clothes that Mikhail had told him were necessary for movement, the male was willing to learn one of his boyfriend’s favorite hobbies. It was interesting and took much more effort than he ever thought.
“Practice!” Mikhail laughed, grinning mischievously as he mounted the pole and climbed, curling one leg for a hold and bracing with his arms, above him but eye level with Haldir. He winked and dropped back to his feet, laughing. “Here, start by trying to climb up.”
Hal watched his companion climb up with complete ease and looked down at him with that gaze he so adored. A bright laugh left his lungs as he watched him, giving him an air kiss as he watched him so high up on the pole. When Mikhail instructed for him what to do, he gave a soft sigh and nodded his head before climbing up, just like he would a rope, and held on tightly “Alright, now what?” He asked while looking down to him
🌹 teach my muse something
“Jesus, Mishka...how in the hell do you do this?” He laughed as he looked up at the silver pole that attached from the ceiling to the ground. “Do I spin or does the pole spin? Cause, I mean, I can hold on, I just need to know...what am I actually doing?” Despite feeling quite naked in his dance clothes that Mikhail had told him were necessary for movement, the male was willing to learn one of his boyfriend’s favorite hobbies. It was interesting and took much more effort than he ever thought.
🛏️ carry my muse to bed
There she was, once again, laying peacefully on the couch as she waited up for him. He gave a soft grin and moved over to her side, gently running his hand along her light trusses as to let her know that she was home. With a soft kiss to her forehead, he gently slid his arms underneath her shoulders and her knees and picked her up carefully and made his way to their room.
He took it slow and steady as to not rustle her awake and disrupt her sleep. When he finally did reach the room, he set her down very carefully on her side of the bed, tucked her in, and removed his own armor and climbed into bed beside her. But, he wasn’t quite ready for sleep. He’d be up a little while longer
* random act prompts
send a symbol for our muses to interact!
💨 catch my muse in a lie
🛑 stop my muse from doing something reckless
🥄 feed my muse when they’re ill or injured
🔍 help my muse find a lost item
⚠️ clean up my muse after a fight
⚓ keep my muse anchored (anxiety, nightmare, etc.)
🔫 take a bullet for my muse
🛁 give my muse a bath
🛏️ carry my muse to bed
☠️ protect my muse
✋ hold my muse’s hand
🔪 stab my muse (accident, on purpose)
🚗 leave town with my muse
🕯️ remind my muse that they matter
💥 our muses share a tense moment
📖 our muses read a story
🎀 give my muse a gift
👊 our muses train
🌹 teach my muse something (include details)
🗝️ our muses share a quiet moment
🥪 our muses have a snack
🧡 for an eskimo kiss
❣️ for a top of the head kiss
💛 for a kiss on the cheek
💞 for a kiss on the hand
🖤 for a kiss on a wound (bruise, scar, etc.)
💚 for a forehead kiss
🔥 for an angry and relieved hug
💙 for a hug that won’t be remembered
🤔 for an unwanted hug
🎧 for a calming hug
💧 for a tearful hug
😩 for a ‘ forgive me ’ hug
💟 for a happy hug
🛸 for a goodbye hug
🎉 for a hug filled with laughter
“ tell me your most awkward date story ?”
The man gave a soft laugh and rubbed his temple. Oh how to explain the worst date of his life to his new boyfriend? “Well, my buddies set me up on a blind date with a guy once and said that it was a good fit. I muddled around on the idea of going with him. We of course messaged one another back and forth for a few days before I finally agreed. I’ve never seen a picture of this guy for the fact that it was still a blind date.”
Hal paused and rubbed his neck a moment later before taking a sip of his lager. “So, I get to the location of our date and sit down waiting for him. Some man in a jump suit walks up to me, pats me on the shoulder and asks me if I’m me. Of course, I say yes, and he tells me his date. And he smiles at me, and I realize this is my date. And I realize that he has no teeth. At all.” He mumbled and lowered his head onto the table
psa. I want a passionate ship — a ship that has heart stopping angst, that allows your muse to pin mine against a wall and make out with them if they have the desire to, that makes me make the most inhuman noises when they are even close to one another, that let’s the muses just let their development fly and soar to new levels everyday, that will make me yell at you forever and ever for making me ship them more and more. I want that type of ship.
@easterlingwanderer B)
drunken confession.
your muse is drinking with mine and has been given the chance to question my muse anything they want to know. some may be triggering, others won’t. send me a 🍻+ the question you want to ask my muse for a tipsy, drunken ( honest ) answer.
“ what’s holding you back in life ?”
“ is everything alright? ”
“ when did you choose to give up ?”
“ what’s the kinkiest thing you have ever done ?”
“ how many have you slept with ?”
“ what’s your biggest secret ?”
“ do you believe in love ?”
“ what’s the meanest thing you have done ?”
“ what scares you more than anything ?”
“ have you ever considered running away ?”
“ do you love me ?”
“ what’s your dirtiest fantasy ?”
“ who hurt you ?”
“ what made you this way ?”
“ is there anyone special in your life ?”
“ why are you always smiling ?”
“ what lie have you told that hurt someone ?”
“ if you could do anything in world, what would it be ?”
“ who are you, really ?”
“ is there anything you regret ?”
“ what’s your biggest regret ?”
“ tell me about your first kiss ?”
“ what is your deepest, darkest fear ?”
“ is there anyone you regret kissing ?”
“ have you ever cheated, or been cheated on ?”
“ what is the most embarrassing thing in your room ?”
“ who have you loved, but they didn’t love you back ?”
“ is there something you have never told anyone ?”
“ when was the last time you cried ?”
“ how come you keep running away ?”
“ have you ever made someone cry ?”
“ if anything, what makes you hate a person ?”
“ what takes for you to fall in love, trust someone ?”
“ do you believe in true love ?”
“ what have you done that people would judge you most for doing ?”
“ do you regret letting me close ?”
“ is there someone you have a crush on ?”
“ what is the strangest place you have ever had sex ?”
“ tell me your most awkward date story ?”
“ do you ever get scared ?”
“ what do you really think of life ?”
add your own for further development.
“i can’t lose you!”
Haldir looked to his wife with a soft sigh and took her hand in his. “You honestly think that this little scratch will be the death of me?” He chuckled as the healer patched up his torso. “I thought you would have more faith in me than that, my dear.”
the 1OO’s king roan starters
“ certainty is a luxury leaders can’t afford. ” “ i’m not willing to cast aside honor for power. ” “ but what fun would that be? ” “ now she’s quiet. ” “ i’m here to help you. ” “ you want revenge. ” “ is that death i hear stalking me? ” “ don’t pretend you do anything for me ___. ” “ i know you took the cowards way out. ” “ there’s still time. ” “ put the knife down. ” “ you got a real gratitude problem, you know that? ” “ makes us even. ” “ i’m listening. ” “ call me weak again. ” “ it’s always something with you isn’t it? ” “ well, this should be good. ” “ one kill to prevent thousands. that’s good politics. ” “ aint we a pair? ” “ i can live with that. ” “ i trusted you! and you broke that trust! ” “ that’s funny, coming from you. ” “ what could possibly go wrong? ” “ then why are you still here? ” “ i told you. i won’t be that kind of king. ” “ because everyone does what’s best for their own people. ” “ we got a problem. ” “ there is nothing else to do. ” “ you’re wounded. and i don’t wanna fight you. ” “ you ok? ” “ we’re doing the right thing. ” “ you don’t back down when things get hard. ” “ then we die, knowing we did everything we could to save our people. ” “ it’s never been my strength. ” “ next time we see each other, it won’t be as friends. ” “ all my enemies in one place. ” “ we talked. now we fight. ” “ i know it’s hard for you to accept that it’s over. but it is over. ” “ get off this battlefield before you dishonor your people once again. ” “ explain yourself. ” “ last time we fought i wasn’t trying to kill you. ”
send “i can’t lose you!” for my muse’s reaction.