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Hi! I’m Naught, 22, they/them pronouns. Thanks for taking the time to check out my blog! If you wanna RP and don’t really know how to start, go ahead and like or reply to this post! If you have a preference for which of my muses you’d like (or which of yours), either let me know in a reply or a message. If you don’t, I’ll probably just pick basically at random.
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Jesus christ my fucking eyes I log back onto tumblr on a whim for RP and I’m immediately blinded, what is fucking HAPPENING I hate this
Acts of Affection
Send in a symbol from YOUR muse to see how MY muse will react to yours! For the ones where YOUR muse gives or says something to mine: WILD CARD! Your muse can pick the item, sings a specific song, or says a specific thing!
Family/Platonic:
✩ Grooming, brushing, or tending to their hair.
✪ Rubbing their back after a stressful day or disappointment.
★ Cooking them their favorite meal and feeding them.
✬ Making them their favorite hot beverage.
☼ Cuddling on the sofa next to each other.
☀ Singing them to sleep.
☆ Getting them something they need before they ask for it.
☄ Leaning your head on their shoulder while they talk.
✥ Play fighting!
❃ Mussing their hair or tugging at their clothes (a hat, sleeve, etc.)
Shipping/Romance:
♥ Laying by their side and watching them while they sleep with a fond smile.
♡ Kissing the corner of their eyes.
❥ Running your hand over their arm and gently pulling them close.
❤ Whispering sweet nothings in their ear.
❦ Holding hands and nuzzling somewhere ambient and low-lit.
❣ Staring deep into their eyes with adoration.
ღ Rubbing your leg against theirs under the table.
ℒ Pulling them into a hall/alley to kiss them passionately.
￡ Brushing your hand over or gently squeezing their bum.
Ω Running a hand over their collar bone or décolleté.
Sexual/NSFW:
✖ Soft nips at the neck and shoulder line.
✗ Bathing, washing, or soaking together quietly after sex.
♦ Body worshipping their naked form, slowly.
✚ Painting honey dust, edible paint, or other soft brush strokes on their body.
✦ Giving a sensual massage.
♢ Straddling their lap and holding their face to yours for a deep kiss.
▲ Dressing them up in lingerie (or gear) with gentle attention.
▽ Running your hand between their thighs, and splitting their legs apart.
► Unzipping their clothes free and kissing their neck.
Honestly if i can’t have a messy-haired boy grin at me after i’ve said something unbelievably stupid, then what even is the point?
•👀👅👀•
lachrymosestorm:
‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊ ♡ °̩̥˚̩̩̥°̩̥ ·͙̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̩̩̥·̩̩̥̩̩̥˚̩̥̩̩̩͙‧͙ °̩̥˚̩̩̥°̩̥ ♡ ‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊ A moan left her as she felt him deepen the kiss between them, much happier letting him take control. Feeling him slide his hands up her blouse, shivering as her skirt rose from the way their bodies started to meld together, she was a dark red. Her eyes closed once more as she made sure she was up against the man she barely knew.. A few conversations here or there but.. “Ah.. Hah..” She was finding herself growing hot all over, her own hands starting to roam and work on sliding up the back of his shirt.. Oh.. She wanted to feel his skin against her fingertips.
Now that was encouragement if Apollo had ever heard it. He had to go further, he had to claim Dez as his own. He had to ensure her heart had room enough for him to occupy. He had to give her his entire being, to show that he was most certainly in love with her, just as he had decided he was mere moments ago.
“I’m so sorry,” Apollo sighed, pulling away from Dez to smile at her. “All these leaves... they’re so prickly! Maybe I’ll just take my shirt off to get rid of them. Is that alright?”
lachrymosestorm:
‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊ ♡ °̩̥˚̩̩̥°̩̥ ·͙̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̩̩̥·̩̩̥̩̩̥˚̩̥̩̩̩͙‧͙ °̩̥˚̩̩̥°̩̥ ♡ ‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊ Oh what a greedy man.. She pressed herself closer to him, fingers through his hair.. At first her affections were simply pressed along his jawline, little nips and kisses. Fingers curled through his locks as she then giggled and captured his lips once more. She was an affectionate woman and had no qualms sharing it with him.. So she’d continue to give it to Apollo.. That was fine with her.. “Mmm…”
Now this was what he wanted. For the brief moment, Apollo belonged entirely to Dez, and he would have it no other way. His arms slithered around her waist, hinting ever-so-slightly at worming their way up the back of her shirt. That tiny bit of fabric in between them separated by far too much, those mere centimeters of cloth being a distance too great for Apollo to bear. His tongue eagerly requested entry into her mouth, wishing to dance with hers. Was this love bubbling up inside him for this woman he knew so little about? Yes, it had to be love. There was nothing else it could be.
lachrymosestorm:
‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊ ♡ °̩̥˚̩̩̥°̩̥ ·͙̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̩̩̥·̩̩̥̩̩̥˚̩̥̩̩̩͙‧͙ °̩̥˚̩̩̥°̩̥ ♡ ‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊ Slowly she pulled away as she giggled, affectionately running her arms along him. “Mmm.. And that? Was that more to your liking?” She asked as a devious little smile was on her face. She didn’t usually take charge, but playing around with someone for a little while.. Sure, why not?
What a dangerous question to ask of Apollo. No amount of affection would ever even begin to be enough to sate him. Ever ravenous, he would take more and more love at any opportunity he was given. Someone, it seemed, had decided she would be his new target, and far be it from him to pass up such a golden opportunity laid at his feet.
“Closer!” Apollo chirped, leaning against his new favorite person in the world. “But I just don’t know, it’s not quite enough... would it be too forward of me to ask for a little more?”
lachrymosestorm:
‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊ ♡ °̩̥˚̩̩̥°̩̥ ·͙̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̩̩̥·̩̩̥̩̩̥˚̩̥̩̩̩͙‧͙ °̩̥˚̩̩̥°̩̥ ♡ ‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊ A chuckle left her as he went from pure excitement to such a serious expression on her face. She thought about teasing him a little bit longer but.. Well.. It was the holidays. She soon brushed her fingers along his cheek before sliding her hand behind the back of his head, fingers sliding through his hair. Lips soon met.. A deep kiss.. A hungry kiss.. But her entire being was calm. After all it was just a kiss. Still, she made sure that he received a kiss that was the equivalent of all those mistletoes.
Now this was what Apollo lived for. He leaned into the kiss, practically purring with happiness. The random mistletoe leaves strewn about his clothes certainly didn’t make the closeness particularly comfortable for either of them. To Apollo, that was a small price to pay for affection. There was nothing he delighted in more than an act of love such as this.
lachrymosestorm:
‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊ ♡ °̩̥˚̩̩̥°̩̥ ·͙̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̩̩̥·̩̩̥̩̩̥˚̩̥̩̩̩͙‧͙ °̩̥˚̩̩̥°̩̥ ♡ ‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊ Well Christmas rules did dictate.. So she leaned over and pressed her lips softly against his before pulling away. “Well.. If it’s a kiss you want, it’s a kiss you can have.”
Apollo practically floated into the air with that little kiss, elation quite visibly overtaking his expression for a brief moment. He was glowing with excitement, figuratively and (albeit dimly) literally. His hands grasped hers, his sunny smile quickly turning into a forced pout.
“That’s not all you’ve got for me, is it?” He whined dramatically, a smile still flickering like candlelight across his expression. “Look at all this mistletoe! Surely that’s good for more than one tiny little kiss, right?”
@lachrymosestorm replied: “Are you trying to get a kiss all over with mistletoe like that?” [x]
“All over?” He mused, tapping the tip of his chin with a single, slender finger. “Maybe! As long as I get a kiss, that’s fine with me!”
“Kissing under a random bouquet of leaves is such an odd tradition!” Apollo hummed, grinning from ear to ear as he pinned yet another sprig of mistletoe to yet another doorway. There was only one doorway in his apartment yet to decorate, and of course, his outfit also sported several mistletoe leaves. He was trying to send a message, and he could only send it in the bluntest way possible.
