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[lastxdragon]

AC: Let’s Hide in Here RP

PRIVATE ROLEPLAY: DO NOT REBLOG IF YOU ARE NOT MY PARTNER.

@jonathancrane-scarecrows​

╣❦╠ ƈօռզʊɛʀɨռɢ ֆȶօʀʍ ❧

When she had agreed to attend the event, Daenerys had known that there might be some big names in Gotham crime present, but that hadn’t dissuaded her from attending as herself, rather than her Avenger alter ego - Stormborn.  Natasha had gone over every possibility, of course, including the famed Jonathan Crane though meeting him in person would be a wildcard. What Daenerys hadn’t expected was to see anyone from her Father’s circles, certainly not since his death and her distancing from all of that crowd, but there they were necessitating a quick slip.

Finding herself in a coat closet with Jonathan Crane had been the surprise of a lifetime, or at least that’s what Daenerys thought until his lips closed over hers and a shock of heat chased through her body. The Aether didn’t care who he was, only that she wasn’t in danger, so it went quiet. His groan vibrated against her tongue and Dany couldn't think straight. Their tongues slid and tangled in a fiery dance that deepened with each stroke. Her hand slipped from his neck down to the curve of his hip with a low moan. "Dany. I'm Dany," she murmured huskily when they finally drew back for air.

Her lips were tingling and aching to kiss him again. Her fingers slipped the top button of his shirt free, then the second. When was the last time she'd felt this fire with someone? Dany couldn't remember, but she wasn't going to walk away now. She pressed a kiss to the hollow of his throat, nipping his skin gently, trailing slow, parted lipped kisses up the slope of his neck. "I didn't plan this, so if you want to walk away now, there'll be no hard feelings, but holy fuck - I hope you don't want to."

[dearburninglady]

@rockersoul -;- {post}

@}-;--- That was definitely not the vibe he was giving off when they talked. That really only made her worry more and she felt worse knowing she couldn’t even pick up something wrong with her friend.

Messages: Ran-chan 🐱🤘

[text]  Shaken. Really?  [text] Well if he didn’t want to text it, have you called him or gone to see him?

[therussian-punk]

Alpha & Omega

@georgipopovich-voiceblog

The elder asked him a question he hadn’t even thought he’d ask. He stood there, a bit stunned. “I...” He had to if he wanted Georgi to claim him, right?

The teen finally nodded. “Yes. I’m scared someone else will take me...I don’t want that a-and I’m tired of waiting for you to notice me.” He finally said as he lowered his head a bit.

[avem--geminis-blog]

@itsgregortime// (cont. from here)

   “Argh! Not you too, Gregor!”

     Frustrated, the pink-haired girl throws her arms up in the air dramatically, a pout quickly forming on her face as she looks up at the man with slightly irritated, dark brown eyes resembling her father’s.

   “Grandmother said something about wanting to hit ‘milestones’ first, whatever that’s supposed to mean...But I’m tired of waiting! You guys could plan the ceremony and everything first if you just started!”

[ectoholtzmann]

@iwasadogwithsafetylights

“Oh hi Jillian. It’s nice to see you. I was just popping through the neighbourhood.” Rebecca said. “How are you?”

She fidgeted nervously and immediately flushed. “I’m just dandy.” Holtzmann chuckled slightly and twirled a stray strand of blonde hair. “You should’ve told me you were coming by. I would’ve had some fun gadgets to show ya.”

[dearburninglady]

@xxfabulae​ + van -;- {post}

@}-;--- “Woah there, I meant on a TV drama!  Actual dating.. ha, we’d be a terrible couple. Besides... you’re annoying. And our fans would tear us apart.” 

[lastxdragon]

Can I sleep in your room?

@forceunbalanced​ answered:

Kylo wasn’t going to deny her but he wasn’t sure if that was the best idea. He didn’t sleep well and he wasn’t going to sleep this night. It wasn’t as if he could just will himself to sleep and he wasn’t sue if he could promise her she’d get anymore sleep here than in her own room on the ship. The one good thing was he forever night that seeped through the windows, allowing a look at the stars and systems, sometimes suns, of the galaxy. “Alright, I need to finish my meditation but please make yourself at home.”

She’d been on the command ship now for two weeks without any hope in sight of getting through to him, but that wouldn’t stop Dani. Every night cycle, it was the same thing, the horrific nightmares that radiated through the Force every cycle were worse than the conflicting emotions that rolled off the Sith. 

Dani knew it was a chance to come to his rooms. He was in turmoil, unstable. This was exactly the type of situation that required caution and here she was, asking him to stay in his room. It was a risk she wasn’t supposed to take, but the light... it called to her from beneath the horrors. 

“About that,” she said, stepping inside and letting the door slide closed behind her. Instead of going to the bed, Dani crossed to the middle of the room and sank down in the position of meditation. “Perhaps I can help. Come,” she nodded to the floor.

[i--gnis]

@avversiera// (cont. from here)

     Wide, dark eyes stare off to the side for a few moments as the young man registers what had just happened--of the sharp sound of an open hand making harsh contact with his cheek, and the searing, stinging sensation that followed such a violent action. Robin had thought the dark flyer looked rather angered and annoyed with him just a few minutes into this little dispute of theirs, and he felt much the same, but never had the man actually thought she’d strike out at him--not like this, at least. Granted, being slapped is still better than the woman actually sicking a nasty spell on himself, but that does not make her action any less painful, or unexpected. Furrowing his brow and turning his head back to face the female, a firm frown forms on the man’s lips, followed by a low growl. Robin is not the kind of man to raise his hand to a woman like this, but that doesn’t mean he’s about to take this lying down.

   “What the hell was that for?!”

     Not exactly what he intended to say, but it is the first thing to leave his lips--an outraged kind of inquiry. The young man’s features contort to that of a half-hearted snarl, honestly trying to not lose his temper, but also feeling like Aversa is making that very difficult for him to do.

   “And no--I think you’re being unnecessarily violent and childish! But that’s not exactly anything new for you, is it?”