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Hey yo D, its me. Wanna go on a date sometime today? (kn1ght0f-t1m3)
TG: a date?TG: a date sounds funTG: am i coming to yours, or are you visiting me?TG: need to know if i need to clean up the place
D blinked, mildly surprised from the answer.He’d expected to get berated for rushing him, or a flat out ‘no’. But he’d also take the kiss. The director gave off a soft noise of content, a hand slipping up to hold Dave in place as they kissed. Nice and slowly, simple kisses. A grip that Dave could shake off easily. Besides, this as all for him.
Dave sighed softly as he continued to kiss him. He liked the kiss. It was slow and simple, something that helped Dave stop being so nervous. He eventually pulled back with a small smile on his face. “Thanks.”
“Not a problem. If you want more, feel free to just take them. I’m not particularly against it anyways.” D flashed a smile of his own, leaning up to peck Dave’s cheek before setting back down again.
Hey yo D, its me. Wanna go on a date sometime today? (kn1ght0f-t1m3)
TG: a date?TG: a date sounds funTG: am i coming to yours, or are you visiting me?TG: need to know if i need to clean up the place
D blinked, mildly surprised from the answer.He’d expected to get berated for rushing him, or a flat out ‘no’. But he’d also take the kiss. The director gave off a soft noise of content, a hand slipping up to hold Dave in place as they kissed. Nice and slowly, simple kisses. A grip that Dave could shake off easily. Besides, this as all for him.
Viscaria -- D
Viscaria- “Will you dance with me?”
When Dave had received the flower he had to first look up what type of flower it was, and then look up its meaning. Especially since he had a feeling that he wasnt sent any RANDOM flower.
“Well then…” He muttered, then pulled out his phone to text D.
[TXT]: You wanted to dance?
“Tango, salsa, EDM... name it, it’s on there probably. Even have some of my more personal tastes on the disc, instead of dancing music.”
Hey yo D, its me. Wanna go on a date sometime today? (kn1ght0f-t1m3)
TG: a date?TG: a date sounds funTG: am i coming to yours, or are you visiting me?TG: need to know if i need to clean up the place
“Bro spoils them enough. I don’t really need to worry about that. I do still get them stuff, all the same. I need to see what they want for Christmas, actually..”
“Just checking dude.” He smiled at him. “So got any other questions for me?”
“Mmmm. Not really, no. Aside from the question of ‘Am I going to get a real kiss?’ But, don’t feel pressured. Pure curiosity.”
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/(For anyone interested, I’m starting up my own group dependent AU. You can find it here (w/ shitty story and about OOC– I really need to update that into something better when I’m not fucking dead. You can IM me with questions if you have any. Thanks.)
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@calbrone started following you.
heya.
sorry for the late hello.
dave strider here, how can i help ya.
Viscaria -- D
Viscaria- “Will you dance with me?”
When Dave had received the flower he had to first look up what type of flower it was, and then look up its meaning. Especially since he had a feeling that he wasnt sent any RANDOM flower.
“Well then…” He muttered, then pulled out his phone to text D.
[TXT]: You wanted to dance?
“Sounds like what you do on a normal day. Nothing exciting then?” D pulled him back, going back to his steps. “I really need to get you that camera I mentioned then.”
“That would keep me occupied for a while. I love taking photos of myself. I could always send you some lame ass selfies if you want?” He laughed softly as they danced. This was the most fun he’d had in a while.
“That sounds amusing. Go for it. I’d get them eventually, anyways, depending on what messenger you decided to use.”
“I wish i could show you my old photos. I was such a dork it was almost painfully funny to remember. Ill try to send them through the faster messanger.”
“Also known as Pesterchum. That shit never seems to lag– It’s almost magical.” D spun Dave again, dipping him when he pulled him back into his arms.
That certainly made him blush a little. He laughed again as he was dipped. “Im 90% sure pesterchum was invented by aliens because the trolls had something similar to it.” Dave kept talking though, a smile slowly spreading in his face.
“Well as long as it works, what’s it really matter who made it, hm?” D pulled Dave back up to his feet, moving to step away and change the music again. “What kind of dance are you feeling now?”
Hey yo D, its me. Wanna go on a date sometime today? (kn1ght0f-t1m3)
TG: a date?TG: a date sounds funTG: am i coming to yours, or are you visiting me?TG: need to know if i need to clean up the place
“Bro spoils them enough. I don’t really need to worry about that. I do still get them stuff, all the same. I need to see what they want for Christmas, actually..”
Hey yo D, its me. Wanna go on a date sometime today? (kn1ght0f-t1m3)
TG: a date?TG: a date sounds funTG: am i coming to yours, or are you visiting me?TG: need to know if i need to clean up the place
“Shhh. Let me spoil you dammit. You’ve been doing a lot for me and I’d like to pay you back somehow y’know.”
He chuckled, a bit flattered at the offer. “Ok ok. Just dont go overboard ok?”
“Define overboard, because nothing is overboard with me. Unless it involves someone potentially dying. Then it’s overboard.”
“Pfffft.” Dave lightly slapped his shoulder. “Dont spend over a thousand dollars ok? Just keep it below a thousand dollars and i promise not to die from shock.”
“No promises. I want to surprise you with the best of the best, if I can. So... Good luck keeping me in those parameters.”
Viscaria -- D
Viscaria- “Will you dance with me?”
When Dave had received the flower he had to first look up what type of flower it was, and then look up its meaning. Especially since he had a feeling that he wasnt sent any RANDOM flower.
“Well then…” He muttered, then pulled out his phone to text D.
[TXT]: You wanted to dance?
“Sounds like what you do on a normal day. Nothing exciting then?” D pulled him back, going back to his steps. “I really need to get you that camera I mentioned then.”
“That would keep me occupied for a while. I love taking photos of myself. I could always send you some lame ass selfies if you want?” He laughed softly as they danced. This was the most fun he’d had in a while.
“That sounds amusing. Go for it. I’d get them eventually, anyways, depending on what messenger you decided to use.”
“I wish i could show you my old photos. I was such a dork it was almost painfully funny to remember. Ill try to send them through the faster messanger.”
“Also known as Pesterchum. That shit never seems to lag-- It’s almost magical.” D spun Dave again, dipping him when he pulled him back into his arms.
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clearly.
thats why we have people to study that shit for us.
anyways, so youre a dirk… but not a strider.
howd that happen.
Seems like it.
Yeah, for some reason others are also flabbergasted I’m not a Strider either. Also, I dunno. Maybe the meteor landed me on the wrong place.
yeah because from what im aware, dirk was a strider in the original line of this bullshit.
but yknow its what it is.
Viscaria -- D
Viscaria- “Will you dance with me?”
When Dave had received the flower he had to first look up what type of flower it was, and then look up its meaning. Especially since he had a feeling that he wasnt sent any RANDOM flower.
“Well then…” He muttered, then pulled out his phone to text D.
[TXT]: You wanted to dance?
“Sounds like what you do on a normal day. Nothing exciting then?” D pulled him back, going back to his steps. “I really need to get you that camera I mentioned then.”
“That would keep me occupied for a while. I love taking photos of myself. I could always send you some lame ass selfies if you want?” He laughed softly as they danced. This was the most fun he’d had in a while.
“That sounds amusing. Go for it. I’d get them eventually, anyways, depending on what messenger you decided to use.”
Hey yo D, its me. Wanna go on a date sometime today? (kn1ght0f-t1m3)
TG: a date?TG: a date sounds funTG: am i coming to yours, or are you visiting me?TG: need to know if i need to clean up the place
“Shhh. Let me spoil you dammit. You’ve been doing a lot for me and I’d like to pay you back somehow y’know.”
He chuckled, a bit flattered at the offer. “Ok ok. Just dont go overboard ok?”
“Define overboard, because nothing is overboard with me. Unless it involves someone potentially dying. Then it’s overboard.”
… I think I’ll be waitin’ for some messages first.
…Well, Bro isn’t really around much, at least not online, but I can get Dirk to verify!
Whatever suits your fancy.