@morethanjustrage / @thekojicharcorner <3′d for a starter.
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@morethanjustrage / @thekojicharcorner <3′d for a starter.
“...Have I ever spoken to you of the Berserkers?”
“ah, fuck it” (morethanjustrage)
Send “ah, fuck it” to shove my muse up against a wall for a surprise kiss 👀
Last time Darcy had seen Joe, he was pissed at her.No, that wasn’t quite true.
He’d acted angry but considering how easily he deflated from being big and green into what Darcy liked to call daddy mode, it was ultimately more likely that he was grievously hurt by her reaction and that was worse than him being angry at her.
But under him, she melts and sighs. It’s not a tender kiss, but the physical intimacy shared between them has never been soft -- that’s what the rest of their friendship had been for; stupid jokes and Darcy crawling into his lap to complain about Dmitri and trying to wrangle Jane into doing things like a normal person.
She missed this, too, though -- how big he was, how being kissed and touched by him was like being surrounded on all sides by warmth, how he has to hunker over to kiss her at all.
Contentedly, Darcy wraps her arms around his shoulders, dragging him close and keeping him there.
-sends nude snaps with the caption 'happy now?' placed just at the top of his pelvis-
Send 🍆 for my muse’s reaction to being sent a very intentional nude
She screencaps it immediately. There’s not even a moment of shame or second thoughts – Darcy has a new addition to her dick collection.
[TEXT]: AHA. VICTORY IS MINE.[TEXT]: All that arguing you did and you still sent me a dick pic 😘
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@morethanjustrage
SCREAMS KOJI WHAT THE FUCK THIS IS SO KIND???
Also speaking of combinations of our muses, Taniel is coming for Ivan sometime this week
*eyebrow waggles*
morethanjustrage
Send me a url and I’ll answer the following;
@thekojicharcorner / @morethanjustrage
Opinion on;
Character in general: I love the Hulk. Him and all his green rage. How they play them: tbh i never thought about the Hulk and his own seperate personality. He was just the guy that smashes shit up when the Avengers need help. So when I first saw your blog for him, i was certaintly intrigued! But you play him so much more as just the green rage monster, so much more dyanamic and nauance. you bring such a vivid personality to him and i now absoluely adore joe and so does thor. The Mun: We haven’t spoken for a long time but you’ve always been so patient and kind. But I think you are one of the most creative people on this website – seeing how many characters you have, the stories you’ve written for all of them and how well you write them all. You’re so talented!
Do I:
RP with them: Yess. But not nearly enough. Want to RP with them: YISSSS. Thor always wants to hang out with Joe
What is my;
Overall Opinion: much excellence. much good. very quality. you’re so creative with all your characters and threads and I honestly really admire it <3
morethanjustrage
my opinion on;
character in general: Joe is great! I genuinely, as a mun, have a weird crush on him as a character. how they play them: Listen, Koji has this ability to take a thrown off idea from another mun and just fucking run with it. IIRC, Joe was the Hulk that was separated from a Bruce Banner in a Magic! Anon. I can’t remember which Bruce Banner and I don’t think they’re even around anymore, but Koji asked if he could play the Hulk on it’s own AND NOW WE HAVE JOE. And he is beautiful and perfectthe mun: Koji and I have been playing with eachother for like four and a half years and I am thankful everyday for his continued friendship and willingness to put up with my bullshit, no matter how inane.And no matter how many of his muses Darcy develops crushes on
do i;
follow them: ALWAYS AND FOREVERrp with them: as often as they let mewant to rp with them: UM YEAH LET ME TELL U ABOUT THIS GIANT PLOT WE’RE SLOWLY WEAVING WITH OUR COMBINED 8 BILLION CHARACTERSship their character with mine: Let me tell you-- if it’s plausible, I’ve probably brought it up. 90 percent of our ships involve Darcy and one of Koji’s muses.
what is my;
overall opinion: I LOVE
**Note: Mun’s answer are all to be completely honest. Don’t send url if you don’t want brutal honesty.
“Not Quite Cheers”
[Continued from X with morethanjustrage. I’m giving this its own thread to keep my open RP starters a bit more organized! I hope you don’t mind!]
He was a few inches taller than her, Tess noticed with the faintest twinge of annoyance. The shapeshifter dismissed the feeling quickly enough, brown eyes flicking toward his large hands. No wedding band. No tan lines indicating he’d stashed a ring away in his dashboard somewhere.
‘Always a good sign.’
Tess was thirty-seven: past the point of self-policing her sexuality out of concern for society’s finger wagging. “Joe” was broad-shouldered, strong-jawed, and exactly the sort she liked to imagine shirtless and chopping firewood outside a log cabin somewhere. (If there were an actual log cabin and nearby lumberjacks, even better.) Checking for a ring and trying to recall the location of the nearest Best Western was par for the course. Groundwork.
As she placed her debit on the counter and flipped the wallet closed, Tess shifted on the bar stool with another braaap! from the red plastic “upholstery”. (It went ignored.) "McKay,” she greeted, leaning in to accept that handshake. The hand that closed around his own wasn’t calloused the way it ought to be: as if the roughness that came with adulthood and daily use had been sloughed away to leave new skin in its wake.
“Joe.” A smile curved her lips--welcoming and a bit suggestive, yet too sharp for a man to call pretty. Tess gave his hand the slightest squeeze, stretched the contact out a hint too long before drawing back. “If you’re passing through, you’re in luck. If you’re looking for a new bar--? You’re out of it.”
Tess shook her head and snorted before her attention was caught by the dark beer the bartender slid her way. “They’re shutting down next month,” she clarified. She flashed another crooked grin in his direction. “But hell--they’re leaving us a shiny new Applebees to comfort us in our time of grieving. Nothing soothes loss like reheated mashed potatoes.”