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@navigatingtruths
portalipsis replied to your post: I am here———-for crack or to joke around because…
Shitposting voice : “Keeler! Hw could you? You can’t let us down Keeler. Not when we need you and the dick shrine the most!
He still wants his dick shrine. Just ignore his brother would you.
. . .
---only because Calin had been distantly silent as of late ( or could it be his own delusion ) nevertheless, childishly, Kiel props himself atop his brother's lap. A little too big to fit on there, to be honest, "You're been awfully engrossed in your thoughts as of late!"
Thin fingers toy with the tail-end of his braid, pale, gold against the black of his uniform, and his eyes shift incrementally as the light’s sheen wavers. Back to the metal-cool wall, his defensive startle only flattens him further back and… then seeps away to a slump, head lolling back against the wall languidly. The hands ready to twist back a wrist instead plop down onto his legs to pap in reprimand, pushing out a practiced chuckle, soft and unburdened.
“Moses. You’re too big for this, you know.”
“Have I? –You sure you’re not just looking for more attention? I could tuck you in tonight, if you’d like.” A half-grin tugs at his innocent smile, tilting his head against the steel wall and gently, he nudges at those legs. “I’m alright. Pinky swear.”
casually leaves a warm cup of tea on keeler's desk as he passes. there's a little post-it note attached to the cup. a smiley face is drawn on there.
The delicate clink of the mug stirs Keeler from a seemingly endless stack of busywork too sensitive for eyes below, yet just trivial enough to fall to his precise rung of the ladder. Owlish blinking follows after Selene, setting his pad aside to accept the steaming cup and give it an experimental sniff. The post-it crinkles under the brush of his fingertips, smiley infectious, surviving through the sip and his judgment it needs more milk and sugar.
Humming a pleasant tune, he goes about correcting the sweetness levels and drops back into gear, re-energized.
spent the entire day cleaning! / flings uncharacteristic headband off that nobody noticed
this sty is looking almost presentable!
stoichcart:
Encke still wants that snug session Keeler owes him. He can braid and brush that hair to Keeler’s contentment.
How about a trade?
One snug session for a lesson in any sport.
stoichcart
( You need to replace 'difficult' with 'impossible'. )
Impossible's a strong word . . .
SHIPPING INFO | ABOUT MUN.
✧ WHAT’S YOUR OTP FOR YOUR MUSE ? I mean, do I even need to say the obvious one?
✧ WHAT ARE YOU WILLING TO RP WHEN IT COMES TO SHIPPING
There’s really nothing I, as the mun, would be unwilling to play, but keep in mind I’m not in control of my muse as ridiculous as that may sound. Case in point: I have a separate muse who’s head over heels for his lover, and happens to be quite fond of their ~intimacies~ but he refuses to smut anywhere public ( what fourth wall? ) like tumblr or dreamwidth for... reasons. I’m not self conscious in the least, but -pft- he’d have been so upset aka mortified.
✧ HOW LARGE DOES THE AGE GAP HAVE TO BE TO MAKE IT UNCOMFORTABLE ? I don’t think any age gap bothers me, but again, it’s all dependent on Keeler’s preference, and I... don’t think someone being significantly older would bother him. Honestly, it’s strange to answer these for him since he’s not seeking a relationship in any capacity.
✧ ARE YOU SELECTIVE WHEN SHIPPING ?: Yes. And Keeler is kind of... difficult. Ask Encke mun.
✧ HOW FAR DO STEAMY MOMENTS HAVE TO GO BEFORE THEY’RE CONSIDERED NSFW? Eh, depends. I figure filthy talk in the middle of a well-lit cafe, whispered in someone’s ear, eh, could qualify. Anything that, were someone peeking over your shoulder, you might scroll away from awkwardly?
✧ WHO ARE OTHER MUSES YOU SHIP YOUR MUSE WITH ? Uhhhh. I ship Keeler with Encke ( @stoichcart ) so far, though there are others that are ‘possible’s. On dreamwidth, I’m presently building a likely ship with a Cain ( pre-Lieutenant era ), though it remains to be seen whether Keeler is comfortable with the notion. My muse, himself, is kind of the only obstacle to any and every ship.
✧ DOES ONE HAVE TO ASK TO SHIP WITH YOU ? Nah. I’d actually rather you didn’t. It puts me in an awkward position. If there is chemistry, it’s self-evident a ship is docking. The muses can work out the nature of their relationship in character in an organic manner --and on that note, I won’t be offended by muse advances. I think the DW!Cain grabbed Keeler’s dick like three replies into our first thread ever. It’s a miracle he still has that hand. < 3
✧ HOW OFTEN DO YOU LIKE TO SHIP ?: If it’s established through roleplay development, I’ll ship the muses so hard, you’ll eventually seek refuge... but a certain arpee partner might mention it took us real-life m o n t h s ( crazy boomeranging constantly ) for that muse to reciprocate glaringly obvious advances. Of course, said muse had very, very good reasons, okay! It’s complicated! Other times, I’ve shipped rather quickly... it really is a chemistry thing both IC and the writing style of the mun.
✧ ARE YOU SHIP OBSESSED OR SHIP MORE-OR-LESS ? I like them when they’re possible, but I’m actually fonder of other relationships like sibling, enemy, childhood friends. S-sometimes there may be bleed-over...
✧ ARE YOU MULTISHIP ? Yessir.
✧ WHAT ARE YOUR FAVORITE SHIP(S) IN YOUR CURRENT FANDOM ? My favorite ships... mm, KeelerxEncke, as you know. Then, hm... Isolde and Tristan for the sheer tragedy? I’ve never seen it done, but I’d love to witness some Abel and Selene.
✧ FINALLY, HOW DOES ONE SHIP WITH YOU ?: Welllllll, throw your muse at Keeler, and they can, uh, give it their best shot? Only Encke really understands that... our Lieutenant has no desire to form such strong attachments. Not sure I should say much more on the subject.
TAGGED BY: @zvezdaboyets TAGGING: idk. do it if you wanna?
send me a ship and I'll tell you...
who is more likely to hurt the other? who is emotionally stronger? who is physically stronger? who is more likely to break a bone? who knows best what to say to upset the other? who is most likely to apologise first after an argument? who treats who’s wounds more often? who is in constant need of comfort? who gets more jealous? who’s most likely to walk out on the other? who will propose? who has the most difficult parents? who initiates hand-holding when they’re out in public? who comes up for the other all the time? who hogs the blankets? who gets more sad? who is better at cheering the other up? who’s the one that playfully slaps the other all the time after they make silly jokes? who is more streetwise? who is more wise? who’s the shyest? who boasts about the other more? who sits on who’s lap?
zvezdaboyets:
“I strangled you and you died. The end.”
"And Abel just w a t c h e d ?"
Try to spot the mock hurt.
guess who’s back
back again 'gain 'gain
navigatingtruths:
“You’re surprisingly sprightly in heels.”
“I’m done. Never sharing anything funny with you ever again.”
“Oh, come now. You know I’m not being serious, you sourpuss.”
“Go on; I want to hear what happened next! I never remember my dreams -- this is pretty fun.”
navigatingtruths replied to your post: @navigatingtruths ( Just going to leave this…
Cain has such strange fantasies.
“Those aren’t FANTASIES they’re NIGHTMARES.”
“You’re surprisingly sprightly in heels.”
why do i have to be at work while the sleipnir devolves into debauchery
"The masses wanna know. If Encke likes having a taste of Keeler's white chocolate".
“Encke’s not much for sweets, I’m afraid.”
[ Offers a muffin. ] I was going to eat this, but then I realized I wasn't a stud. [ Sunny smile. ]
navigatingtruths || ???
Something akin to confusion crosses his face, a noiseless sound accompanying as he mulls over the words as though they’re some cryptic message wrapped in code.
When realization hits, it’s not subtle. Confusion multiplies until he’s drowning in question marks and surfacing in a whirlwind of absolute chaos. His mind is blank, tongue laying still against the bed of his mouth. What…what can he say? That’s… He’s not even certain he’s processed this entirely.
But oh then that smile breaks through the storm and his heart thumps wildly in his chest, fingertips going numb, gaze diverting from the only nebula he’s memorized.
“That’s such a crumby joke.”
