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@invulnerablextouch
INVULNERABLEXTOUCH — an independent, selective roleplay blog for ROGUE from Marvel Comics. Mature themes may be present. Based mostly on comic lore. Written by Meg, She/Her, est.
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// I’m so tired but all I want to say is Rogue is hot. Everyone knows this.
PROMPTS FOR CURIOUS HYPOTHETICALS * assorted dialogue, adjust as necessary
do you think you would have liked me if we met back then?
if i asked you to marry me... right now... what would you say?
could you ever imagine us together?
what if we're not meant to survive this?
if you found out you only had 24 hours to live, what would you do?
what if your life went differently? where do you think you'd be?
i bet we would have been best friends as kids.
could you imagine a world like that?
would you say yes if i asked you on a date?
what if only one of us gets out?
i wish we'd dated sooner.
what if they don't like me?
what superpower would you choose, if you had to pick one?
i wonder what that would be like.
i bet we'd be married by now, if things had gone differently.
i'll never stop considering the "what-ifs."
have you ever pictured us as a couple?
what does your perfect future look like?
do you think you might see me as more than a friend?
ever thought about the future?
what if we're not meant to be together?
but what if there's only one bed? what then?
if we get through this, what's the first thing we should do?
where do you see yourself in ten years?
if a higher power exists... i wonder what they think of us.
maybe we could try going on a date. see what happens.
i've always wondered if you'd ever look my way.
what words would [name] use to describe you?
what would be your strategy for an apocalypse?
could you ever see me as something more?
if we ever make it out of here, where will we go?
what do you think lies ahead?
what if i'm not meant to do this?
if we get trapped, we need to come up with a plan.
have you ever wondered what our kids would look like?
is there more to life than this?
do you ever wish we'd met each other sooner?
i always wonder what would have happened.
if you could ask your future self one question, what would it be?
if you could snap your fingers right now and be anywhere you want, where would you pick?
do you think we have any chance of surviving this?
i'm trying to picture a world where we get through this in one piece.
what if this doesn't end well?
what if we get stuck there?
if a genie gave you three wishes, what would you ask for?
what if everyone stares at me?
what if i'm not cut out for this?
SUGGESTIVE STARTERS.
various sentence and action starters for more intimate scenarios. tw for suggestive/outright nsfw text.
"We're alone now. How about we make this a little more interesting?"
"I have some wine. Want me to pour you a glass?"
"Those clothes are nice on you, but they would look better on the floor."
"Are you really going to make me beg?"
"I thought you liked it when I played hard to get."
"Slow down. I want to really enjoy this."
"Hold on. Are you sure we're alone?"
"You're staring."
"Let's have some fun."
"Do you want me to take it off for you?"
"Like what you see?"
"There's more where that came from."
"You look good enough to eat."
"Shouldn't we get undressed first?"
"You're too beautiful. I can't wait."
"Make yourself comfortable."
"You're being too loud. Someone will hear us."
"Keep going."
"God that feels good."
"Maybe I want someone to hear us."
"Do you really have to be such a tease?"
"Should we.. spice it up a little?"
"It's.. bigger than I expected."
"You don't have to go that fast. We have time."
ACTIONS. send + reverse for sender and receiver to swap.
[ADMIRE] sender wordlessly stares at receiver.
[BREATHLESS] sender kisses the receiver with barely any time to get air.
[CHERISH] sender traces the receiver's scars.
[FEAST] sender goes down on the receiver.
[HANDSY] sender sneaks their hands underneath receiver's clothes.
[IMPATIENT] sender starts palming receiver through their clothes.
[LONGING] sender sends receiver a risqué text.
[NIP] sender playfully bites the receiver.
[QUIET] sender pulls receiver into a kiss to shut them up.
[SEAT] sender straddles the receiver's lap.
[STEAMY] sender asks receiver to join them in the shower.
[STRIP] sender slowly undresses in front of receiver.
[SOFT] sender trails kisses on the receiver.
[SQUIRM] sender pins the receiver down.
@dxrkeyes asked "My muse falls asleep on your muse’s shoulder during a long ride."
The Blackbird was mostly quiet, save for a few whispers and the sounds of the craft itself. They were all tired, another hard-fought win under their belts. There were injuries, though mild. After tending to the few wounds Remy received, Rogue had taken her seat beside him. The rides back to base were always where she did her worst thinking. All the what ifs creeping up.
Her downward mental spiral is interrupted when she feels a weight on her shoulder. Exhausted as he was, Remy had fallen asleep, his head resting against her. She smiled, glad that he was finally getting some rest. Even with his hair tossed about and grime covering most of him, he was still breathtaking. With a small, satisfied sigh, she leaned back in her seat and began to let herself drift off to sleep as well, knowing that, at least for now, they were both safe and okay.
YES I AM VERY EXCITED FOR JEAN, BUT LOOK AT MY OBSCURE CHARACTERS!!
LEECH, CALLISTO, AND CALIBAN!!!
SALLY "SKIDS" BLEVINS?!!!!!!
Happy Pride Month! In case you wondered, which you probably didn’t because it’s obvious, my Rogue is definitely bisexual. I could bore yall with canon evidence for that but I won’t. 😂 Just a little PSA that even though she’s married to a man, she’s still bi!
// can’t shake this headache so I’m turning in early with just memes reblogged. Hopefully going to sleep earlier will help me do more tomorrow.
𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐂 𝐑𝐏 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 . . . ( pt 1. the art of touch ) Set the stage for longing glances, lingering touches, and the quiet tension of unspoken words. ✧ ˚₊ Themes: soft, slow burn & a touch of angst
✧ › SOFT & FLUFFY .
My muse tucks a loose strand of hair behind your muse’s ear, their fingers lingering for a second longer than necessary.
My muse falls asleep on your muse’s shoulder during a long ride.
My muse surprises your muse with breakfast in bed, complete with a handwritten note.
My muse pulls your muse under their umbrella during a sudden downpour.
My muse gently wipes away a tear from your muse’s cheek, their touch tender and careful.
My muse laces their fingers with your muse’s absentmindedly, only realizing it after a few seconds.
✧ › TENSION & SLOW BURN .
My muse fixes your muse’s tie/dress/jacket, their hands brushing against their skin for just a moment.
My muse leans in as if to whisper something, their lips dangerously close to your muse’s ear.
My muse catches your muse’s wrist before they can leave, their grip tightening just slightly.
My muse watches your muse from across the room, their gaze lingering even when caught.
My muse challenges your muse to a bet, knowing exactly what they’ll ask for if they win.
My muse absentmindedly plays with your muse’s fingers while they talk, not even realizing they’re doing it.
✧ › ANGST & EMOTIONAL .
My muse pulls your muse into a tight hug, as if afraid to let go.
My muse wipes away the blood from your muse’s face, their hands trembling.
My muse shows up at your muse’s doorstep in the rain, eyes filled with something unspoken.
My muse gently cups your muse’s face, whispering, “Why do you always have to make things so difficult?”
My muse kisses your muse like it’s the last time they’ll ever get the chance.
My muse lets your muse go, even though it’s the last thing they want to do.
✧ › TEASING .
My muse corners your muse against a wall, a smirk playing on their lips.
My muse whispers something in your muse’s ear that makes them blush.
My muse pulls your muse onto their lap with zero warning.
My muse playfully steals a bite of your muse’s food, then grins as they lock eyes.
My muse deliberately leans in closer just to see your muse’s reaction.
My muse drags their fingers slowly down your muse’s arm, pretending it was unintentional.
SLOW–BURN SPARKS & QUIET HEARTFIRE
roleplay starters inspired by slow burn love — lingering glances, almost-touches, and feelings that simmer for months before finally spilling over
LONGING IN THE LITTLE MOMENTS
soft looks, subtle shifts, that ache of wanting more but not daring to reach
“Why do you always look away right when I catch your eyes?”
“You keep brushing my hand. Accidentally… right?”
“You don’t have to leave yet. Stay—just a few more minutes.”
“Why does being around you feel… different?”
“I notice the way you soften around me. Even when you try not to.”
ACCIDENTAL INTIMACY
hands brushing, falling asleep near each other, warmth passed back and forth
“You’re freezing—come here. It’s just body heat… nothing else.”
“You can lean on me if you’re tired. I wouldn't mind.”
“Hold still, you’ve got something in your hair—just let me…”
“Didn’t mean to fall asleep on you, but… I didn’t want to move.”
“I like it when you stand close. Even if you pretend you don’t notice.”
DENIAL THAT’S OBVIOUS TO EVERYONE ELSE
everyone sees it except the two falling in love
“Why does everyone keep asking if we’re together? We’re not… right?”
“No, I wasn’t staring. I was… observing. For reasons.”
“We’re just friends. Totally normal friends who… talk every night?”
“Why does it bother you when I flirt with other people?”
“We’re close. But not that close. Unless… you want to be?”
RISING TENSION, UNKEPT DISTANCE
the space between you shrinking, breath catching, lips almost touching
“You keep stepping closer. Are you doing that on purpose?”
“Tell me to back up. If you don’t, I won’t.”
“You can’t look at me like that and expect me to think straight.”
“If you touch me again, I’m not sure I’ll be able to stop myself.”
“We’re either about to kiss or make the world’s worst decision.”
LATE NIGHTS THAT LEAD TO CONFESSIONS
quiet rooms, tired voices, guards slipping
“I shouldn’t say this, but… I feel safer with you than anyone else.”
“You’re the first person I think about in the morning. And the last at night.”
“I don’t know when it happened, but you’ve become… important.”
“Why do I only tell you the things I’m scared to say out loud?”
“Stay up with me. I don’t want this feeling to fade yet.”
FEAR OF RUINING EVERYTHING
the hesitation, the trembling, the hope
“If I told you the truth… would it ruin us?”
“I’m scared of losing what we already have.”
“I care about you too much to risk it unless you feel the same.”
“Don’t lie—there’s something between us. You feel it too.”
“Tell me you don’t want me, and I’ll pretend none of this happened.”
FINALLY CROSSING THE LINE
the moment where holding back isn’t possible anymore
“Come here. I can’t pretend I don’t want you anymore.”
“I’ve been waiting for you to make the first move.”
“If we’re doing this… don’t pull away.”
“I’ve wanted to kiss you for months.”
“Tell me this isn’t just one moment. Tell me we’re choosing each other.”
reblog this if you're fine with your mutuals sending you asks unprompted
› TENSION LINER PROMPTS & THE FIRST SIGN OF INTIMACY
"Was that your hand, or did I imagine it?"
"You didn’t pull away."
"That wasn’t just a glance."
"You felt that too, didn’t you?"
"Your breath just hitched."
“Are you alright?”
“You look out of breath”
“You were looking for me?”
"I noticed the way you said my name."
"That’s the first time you’ve touched me like that."
"Don’t pretend you didn’t lean in."
"You’re closer than you were a minute ago."
"Say it’s not just me feeling this."
"Your fingers just brushed mine."
"We’ve never stood this close before."
“This is new territory.”
"I felt your hand pause there."
"Your voice changes when you're near me."
"That smile… it wasn’t friendly."
“Are we pretending that didn’t just happen?”
"That wasn’t part of the plan, was it?"
"I’m not imagining this anymore, am I?"
"You touched my arm and stayed there."
"When did the way you say my name start sounding like that?"
"Your lips are a lot closer than they should be."
"You didn’t have to whisper it like that."
"That was the first time you hesitated."
"You’re not hiding it very well."
"You looked at me like you wanted to say something else."
"We crossed a line just now, didn’t we?"
"You leaned into the silence."
"I caught the way you looked at my mouth."
"You blinked like I surprised you."
"You didn't let go."
"That wasn’t how friends touch."
“You moved closer, not away.”
"We’re not just standing here, are we?"
"You tilted your head like you wanted more."
"Something just changed, didn’t it?"
"That was the first time you didn’t avoid my eyes."
"You’re looking at me like I’m already yours."
"Your hand brushed mine, and everything stopped."
“I felt your hesitation…”
"You’re not pretending anymore."
"That silence said more than anything else could."
"That look, what does it mean?"
"You almost kissed me just now."
"Tell me that wasn’t nothing."
"You were going to say something, weren’t you?"
"Something’s different this time."
The young mutant continued to listen to Rogues explanation, she had a point, that did sound scary. Involuntarily taking ones whole being rather than picking and choosing what to take...
Ivory steels her courage, young and naïve as it is, her hands balled into fists with a look of determination that looked directly at Rogue, "I-I can be brave! We made a pinky promise that you wouldn't hurt me, so I know you don't mean it if something bad happens."
All of that confidence dissipated as soon as it arrived, once Rogue went to go grab that.
The collar itself looked to be a modified inhibitor collar with elements of a shock collar considering the metallic protrusions poking through the inner part of it with compartments that would contain... something. It was hard to tell what it exactly does since it's been broken for a while now, but it didn't matter; Whatever it used to do, it couldn't of had been good.
No matter how much she braced herself to talk about it, she was never prepared. A sense of dread formed in the pit of her stomach, feeling as though she were in trouble if she dared to say anything.
No response. Her brows furrowed, shoulders tensed up, and her hold on Henry grew tighter. Ivory's silence spoke louder than any verbal confirmation. Her hand subconsciously went to her neck, if checking to see if something was there. For a brief moment, it felt like there was. The back of her mind struggles to keep her power in check, stuffing any emotional turmoil into a box that's barely keeping in the contents.
Her silence gave more of a confirmation than any verbal answer could.
It was almost more than she could handle. This poor child standing there, scared half to death at these memories of whatever happened to her. The more she learned about Ivory that more personal things felt. She used to be just like her. Scared of herself and what she could do. Hurt by people who wanted to take advantage of what she was.
Rogue sat the collar down by the bed, freeing her hands so that she could wrap Ivory up in a hug. "I'm so sorry, darlin'."
There wasn't much else she could say for fear of losing herself to her own emotions. Neither of them had any answers for the many questions swirling in her head at the moment. The only sure thing she knew was that she would do whatever it took to figure out who had done this and make sure they could never do it again.
"I'm glad you told me about this. Helps me understand more of what's goin' on." She smoothed down some of the wild strands of Ivory's hair. "Ah promise we'll help you figure out everythin'. But maybe we've had enough excitement for tonight. You've gotta be plum tired after all this."
She let Ivory go and stood up, pulling down a corner of the covers on the bed for her. "In the mornin', we'll talk with Remy, okay? 'Bout me tryin' to help you remember."
Death waited as she approached him, expression just as ironclad as before. Not even a blink had disturbed his features once she was within reach, urging him to make an effort in remembering who she was.
Perhaps she was right about that, and that was why something stirred inside at the sight of her.
He observed her with a slack tilt of the head, an unnatural disinterest accompanied a leather-clad hand, reaching out to run his fingers through the stark white strands against brunette. Nothing.
Bright eyes of jade held a mix of horror and sadness, desperation even if he cared to look hard enough. He didn't.
His fingers brushed the skin of her cheek next. Her skin—somewhere in his memory he recalled danger, and deeper still, he could remember the warmth it gave off, a precious longing, and...
His hand clamps around her throat in quick contrast, eyes narrowing with scorn. An uninspired "Oh," follows the action, as though he had uncovered a fact not meant for him.
The grip around her neck tightens, "You're the one I wasn't supposed to remember."
Trembling, she watched as he brushed his fingers through the white strands of her hair. Her heart wouldn't accept what the rest of her had already figured out. There was no hint of her Remy in his face. No smile. No mischief or even fondness in his gaze.
Yet, she couldn't make herself move. She wouldn't accept that this was a lost cause. He wasn't the first of their number to be twisted by that madman. And Remy was just as strong-willed, if not stronger, than Warren or Logan. He had to be in there fighting.
Usually Rogue would recoil at having his hand so close to her skin, even with gloves on. But if this was what he needed to remember her, and more importantly remember himself, then any danger would be worth it.
A small sound of shock escaped as he tightened his hand around her throat. Wide-eyed, she tried to pull away as useless as it was. She no longer had the comfort of the abilities she stole from Ms. Marvel all those years ago. There wasn't any easy way out of this.
Not that she would take it anyway.
"W-Why's that...?" She choked out, gloved fingers attempting to pry his hand off of her. "You can't trust...whatever Apocalypse told ya..."
𝐒𝐔𝐁𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 …
✦ a collection of prompts that can be considered nsfw, with a lot of teasing and tension driven prompts. adjust as needed ; send ‘ + reverse ‘ for sender and receiver to switch spots. Combine prompts by sending more than one.
「 SQUEEZE 」 : for sender to rest their hand on the receivers thigh , giving it a squeeze .
「 LINGER 」 : for senders touch to linger on the receiver.
「 MASSAGE 」 : for sender to give receiver a massage .
「 LOTION 」 : for sender to rub lotion into the receivers skin
「 SLIP 」 : for senders hand to slip between the receivers legs.
「 TUG 」 : for sender to tug on the receivers hair
「CLIMB 」 : for sender to climb into receivers lap
「PULL 」 : for the sender to pull receiver into their lap
「BITE 」 : for sender to bite the receiver ( include the location )
「 MARK 」 : for sender to leave hickies on receiver
「 BARE 」 : for sender to undress in front of receiver
「 HELP 」 : for sender to help receiver undress
「 GRIND 」 : for sender to grind against the receiver
「 HOT 」 : for sender and receiver to share a heated kiss
「 OOPS 」 : for sender to accidentally send receiver a risqué image.
「 CHIME 」 : for sender to purposefully send receiver a risqué image.
「 WHISPER 」 : for sender to whisper something suggestive in receivers ear
「 HOLD 」 : for sender to hold receivers throat
「 THROW 」 : for sender to throw receiver onto the bed
「 PRESS 」 : for sender to press receiver against a wall and kiss them
「 CAUGHT 」 : for sender to catch receiver pleasuring themselves
「 LIGHT 」 : for sender to touch the receiver with a feather light pressure.
「 INNER 」 : for sender to kiss along the inside of receivers thigh
WAS THERE ANY DOUBT
NEVER. And of course it is! He's the one! <3
