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@innocentflame
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;open chat
“Is that true? Maybe I’ll have to rethink my bias. So, is she calm?”
▲—”Snowflake is always calm. Choco isn’t though, that beagle always finds mischief to make.”
(This is the first self-promo I’ve done ever sorry if it looks lame)
;open chat
“And how are the mice? I feel like they’d be stealthy. But maybe I just don’t like rodents.”
▲—”My mouse Snowflake is absolutely adorable! She’s always been a really easy pet.”
;open chat
“Sure, but, well, what does a squirrel even do? Like, climb up your furniture and throw nuts at you?”
▲—”Well, I personally like to think that squirrels are like mice with big bushy tails.”
;open chat
“ Don’t get me wrong, it’s adorable, but do people actually have pet squirrels? ”
▲—”I’m sure people do. . . I mean. . . I’m a people and I’m keeping a pet squirrel as of now.”
“That’s nice…but I really just want my coffee.”
▲—”Oh, sorry.” Flame said, handing him his coffee. “We don’t get many customers and I get a little too. . . chatty when we get them.”
;open chat
▲—”So I already have a mouse and a dog, buit I found a baby squirrel and I want to keep it. I’m gonna name him Mr. Nibbles.”
❝ i’m NOT saying you should stay here for the rest of the night and marathon how to get away with murder with me —— cuddles included —— but that’s TOTALLY what you should do. ❞
▲—Flame grinned at that suggestion. “Well I don’t have anything else to do tonight and I’ve really wanted to to see that show. . .” He said with an innocent lilt to his voice.
;open chat
▲—”I just found out that Netflix has this show called iZombie and I just finished binge watching the entire show.”
"Smooches" (because why not, also pick any muse you like bc not picky or anything: :3)
(chatzy randomly selected Jett)
{ disturbedxatmosphere }
▲— Flame was more than a little startled when this perfect stranger came up to him and kissed him. He allowed the older boy to kiss him for at least a minute, wondering if it would be rude to stop him, before finally deciding that it was his own decision, and pushing him back a little bit, his cheeks as red as his namesake. ”Uhh… th-that was nice and all but… I don’t even know your name…” The teen said in a squeak.
"Smooches"
{ natemaitheson }
▲— Flame was more than a little surprised when the older man kissed him, he almost immediately pushed him away, eyes wide and his jaw agape. ”I d-don’t mean to b-be rude but you’re an adult!” The teen said, his cheeks flaring red. ”Th-There are laws…” He said, pouting.
Send "Smooches" to get a reaction from my muse being kissed by your muse.
"I’m sorry, Flame, I really am." Fred squeezed the boy’s hand before gently kissing it, his lips placing soft kisses over his knuckles. "Don’t be sad, alright? Just- forget about it."
▲—The boy wore the same expression as you would expect to be on a kicked puppy. "I don't believe you." He said plainly. It was about as rude as Flame could handle being. He didn't pull his hand back though, obviously speaking out of shock.
Troy Was Burned
He smiled and let his fingers gently stroke the others hair when his head ended up on his shoulder. “I’d like that.” He whispered holding the boy with the warm name tighter in his arms. “Come on I’m sure you’re already late on getting home. We better get moving.” He let both arms drop from the boy before wrapping one arm around his middle gently tracing the boys ribs under his fingers.
▲— Flame smiled broadly as the other stroked his hair, finding the gesture odd yet affectionate. He liked it nonetheless, and was a little confused when Troy pulled away from from his embrace. He hadn't expected Troy to end the hug, but he had made a fair point. He smiled broadly when he wrapped his arm around his torso, leaning against him a little. He didn't understand why he liked the gesture, but it was a nice one. He let out a soft giggle when Troy rubbed his ribs, before starting towards his home again.
Two Were Burned
Kaylan had been reading, enjoying the sound of the gentle breeze and lovers laughing in the distance. She was completely content with being alone, in fact in this moment she preferred it.. that is until he walked up.
At the sound of his voice her eyes shifted from the words on the page to his torso and slowly making their way up from there. If it had been anyone else she would’ve probably told them to bugger off but something about this mans tone, how sweet and genuine it was made her want to oblige. He was either a total sweetheart or a cereal killer.. she had yet to decide.
With a soft sigh she nodded, putting her book away. “Sure.. getting a bit hungry anyway..” she smiled and stood from her spot on the bench, waiting for him yo lead her where she needed to be led.
▲— For a long while, Flame wasn't sure she was going to reply, which he would have taken as a no. He remained planted, though, ensnared by her gaze and the worry that she might actually want the picnic but might be too unsure to say anything. All of those possibilities worried Flame enough to keep his feet firmly planted until she finally spoke.
When she agreed Flame perked up entirely, "Really?" He asked, happily. "That's great! Oh erm. . . could you hold the basket so I can set up the blanket?" He asked, holding the basket out to her, staring at her with innocent, chocolate brown eyes. When the girl took the basket from him he led her to an area with enough space to set up the blanket, not that there was a shortage of places that would fit the blanket, but not ever space felt right. The spot he'd chosen didn't get in anybody's way and was bright and sunny—It was also far enough from the pond to keep him from getting scared.
After he set the blanket up, he weighted down the corners with a few larger rocks, in case a strong breeze came through. He then sat down, legs crossed. He looked up at her with a broad smile. "I hope your not a vegetarian, if you are there's only a few fruits and a salad in the basket." He said, really hoping he hadn't limited the other's options for the picnic.
Hey guys! I noticed that there’s been a lot of conflict between blogs that are singleship and blogs that are multiship. I’m here to tell you to stop.
There’s no need to be nasty to each other. It’s just someone’s personal preference which you should respect. Keep this in mind the next time you talk to someone with a different type of blog than you.
By the way, here’s my rules page, so you can see that I’m not a hypocrite.