#pervicax

[zorkaya]

Zarina Sokolova appeared! What does your muse do?

pervicax

theresa... blows a kiss :3c

Oh... Theresa did that, didn't she? The one and only King of Sarkaz. The beloved of the Doctor who found herself stunned by the gesture, blinking it away only when Amiya would tug her hand. How dangerous! She must not forget the reason for her presence here and yet... Zarina smiles at her, blowing a kiss back with a wink before returning to play with Amiya.

[rhinestated]

✔ 😳 for kal ofc

Send me ✔ and I’ll bold what my muse would do with/for yours

Acquaintance:

hold the door for them | help them carry something | let them borrow something | let them use their phone | smile at them when passing in the streets | shake hands with them | flirt with them in a bar | share a taxi with them | give them a ride home | lend them money | sit next to them on public transportation | offer them some food | help them find something they lost

Friendship:

let them stay the night | listen to them complain at 4 am | help them get over a break up | go out shopping with them | pet sit for them | help them move houses | help them find a lost pet | go on vacation with them | stay up all night with them | help them hide a dead body | provide an alibi for them | take their side in a break up | talk about their future plans | be maid of honour/best man/etc. at their wedding | share food with them

Lover:

let them stay after sex | gentle sex | rough sex | experiment | handcuffs | bdsm | whips | orgasm denial | aftercare | cuddles after sex | tea/coffee/etc. after sex | gentle kisses | rough kisses | passionate kisses | sloppy kisses | lazy kisses | hang out without sex | hide their relationship [unintentionally] | cheat on them | cheat on someone else with them | dirty talk | loving talk | gentle touches | rough touches | nervous/shy touches | say “I love you”

Married/dating:

take them on expensive dates | pay for dates | make them pay for dates | go to the movies | put out on the first date | get an arranged marriage | stay at home most nights | cuddle in front of the tv | propose first | drop hints until they propose | give a big/expensive/elaborate proposal | have a quiet proposal | say yes to a proposal from them | have a big wedding | have a small wedding | elope | get married in Vegas | go on an expensive honeymoon | go on a cheap honeymoon | have kids [ you got more than four shared between them at least ] | get a pet | move in together | laugh during kisses | laugh during sex | tickle fights | fight over who’s cuter | make them sleep on the couch after fights | make up sex | angry sex | no sex | let their parents stay over | let their family visit often | tell them “I love you” every day

Sibling/platonic:

fight | hug | laugh at them when they get hurt | help them hide a dead body | provide an alibi for them | tell them they’re annoying at least once a day | share food with them | help them move houses | walk them down the isle | try to sell them online | set up an online dating account for them | set them up on blind dates | try to set them up with your friends | listen to their problems | help them cook | cook them food | make them watch shows they don’t like with them | tell them they’re an idiot/loser/dork/nerd affectionately

Enemy:

fight them | take petty revenge | kill them | try to smother them in their sleep | hire an assassin | work harder to beat them at something | follow their social media just to get mad about it | make passive aggressive remarks towards them | spread rumours about them | laugh at them when they get hurt | take pleasure from them being upset | ruin their life

[rhinestated]

‘ Did you have to do that? ’

The Vouivre murmured, glancing down at the shards of glass near her feet. The shards left in her hand did not pierce, but it was annoying to deal with. She hadn’t quite expect the medical director, of all people, to indulge in the same vices as many she’d seen others imagined.

No, that’s not quite right.

She hadn’t imagined the medical director would yank up her shirt much like any school child to flipping the skirt of another they fancy.

‘ It’s difficult enough to find the right vintage, ’ she would continue side glancing at Kal’tsit as she licked the wine off her wrist as it dripped down her arm. ‘ What a waste. ’

                    starter call . @pervicax

[rhinestated]

‘ I know it was destined to go wrong. ’ from kal

As day fades into night, there were plenty on Rhodes Island that continued to work. The feline was not an exception. It had taken quite a bit of coaxing, and a promise of of her massages to pull the feline away from their desk. It was a near miracle that it had worked, especially considering the vouivre, herself, had only recently returned for a mission, having only stopped once to clean off the day's travel before greeting and delivering the report she'd complied along the way.

A vague sense of amusement had crossed her mind then. This particular quality, the sheer inability to turn their course once their mind's set, seemed to be a trait for many who's company she'd come to enjoy. Regardless of whether or not that mindset seemed so set against herself.

It was this promise of hers that landed both of them on Kal'tsit's often neglected bed, and those calloused hands set loose across their back, working away at all the tense knots that had built up over time. All that strength was gently applied, determined to give the director some sense of relief.

They'd only paused briefly once, just once, at the admission, letting the tension seep back into those shoulders she'd work so hard on easing.

If they're looking for an answer from Saria, there's none to be found. She didn't offer any comforting words, knowing it's a pointless endeavor.

But, she did listen.

If there was more to be heard, Saria would listen without complaint, resuming her work on the director's shoulders.

It's a rare moment to hear such an admission, spoken with such clarity, and it called for her attention, drawing her concern. Allowing Kal'tsit to vocalize these concerns may not erase then nor would it erase the weight the held, but she understood the importance of confronting them, drawing a plan to better face such a situation if it were to occur again.

If it were to occur again.

Calloused hands drew south, hesitant for a moment, before withdrawing entirely.

"Would you like for me to continue? If so, this would be better if you were lying on your stomach."

[nosheath]

" it's another year with you , " amiya can't hide the fondness in her voice . it's very clear how much ch'en matters to her at this point , maybe the true nature of her feelings are unclear ; some like to tease and joke with the ceo under vague notions . " happy birthday ch'en . " she holds up two tickets for an art exhibit from the city rhodes was docked at . " it's a local event , and the previews seemed lovely to see in person . it'd be a nice opportunity to unwind from this week .. but if you have someone else in mind to take , the tickets are all yours ! "

a gentle breeze cools off these summer days into nights. it wraps itself around the lung more than the coat she wore. goosebumps settle across her skin but she chooses against walking back inside. it's a feeling she's long grown comfortable with after all her traveling under the company of rhodes island.

it's been a long time , though it doesn't feel like it. none of it feels real , but she knows she's changed since back then.

the same for lungmen.

even now , she knows exactly where it is , briefly wondering how the others there were doing. despite their differences , ch'en knows swire's more than competent to replace her. with hoshiguma at her side , there's no doubt in her mind that they'll be fine.

same goes for that pesky rat.

like her , they've all moved on , but she doesn't feel an ounce of regret.

there's things that still needs to be done , and this is the best place for it. she's learned so much over the years here with rhodes island and made plenty of new friends - some she knows have become irreplaceable.

she hears the steps of another , slowly trailing after. their gentle but confident steps ring against the steel dock of the landship. ch'en turns, holding out a hand close to her face to keep the wild strands from whipping about , having long slipped out of that messy now single tail.

she drinks in the sight of rhodes island's leader. that coat long filled out , not longer awkwardly hanging off her form and her confidence became more refined. she'd heard w whisper once of how much amiya reminded her of the sarkaz king.

"amiya," the lung starts , pausing slightly at the tone. the warmth fills her chest , and it earns a small smile. although she never cared ( or tried to say ) about her birthday , it leaves her touched all the same. "thank you. " she says quietly , staring at the tickets.

gingerly , she lifts one of them, smothering the eagerness lurking beneath her voice.

"then ... when are you free?"

[lostnotes]

kal'tsit gently pulls her cheek , but then leans over to give her a kiss .

For once, she's still. Maybe, just maybe, there's a part of her that's fearing retribution for the nickname and causing a little bit more chaos than - who was she kidding - she'd do all that stuff again in a heartbeat! Still, she's leaning in to the feline's touch, happily indulging.

" ... ... ... !!!! "

" My kitty meow meow is so c u t e. "

Oh god, she's squealing now.

[nosheath]

( insert amiya curiously petting ch'en's tail )

Lying flopped on the couch, the Lung's tail swishes languidly. There's a slow exhale, as she settles, face rubbing into one of the couch cushions. The long journey back to Rhodes is tiresome as always, but there's nothing better than this soft feeling. It's why she doesn't blink nor turn towards the door when she hears it hiss open gently.

Instead, her eyes close, and she lets out another, this time, slow and steady breath. She imagines they'd leave when they'd get bored enough.

In fact, she's nearly entirely gone when there's the barest touch on her tail. She rouses, if barely. The slightest crack peeks through and she catches the sight of something brown before they close once more.

Her tail gives another lazy wave, followed by another touch.

"Mhph..."

She mutters sleepily.

Then, she flops to her side, getting a better look at whomever was disturbing her. Smothered crimson narrows slightly, then relaxes once she realizes it's Amiya of all people.

Much better than that stupid feline.

No wonder it doesn't bother her too much.

Very few people are that gentle.

... now that she thinks about it, it leaves a nice feeling.

No, she's not going to say that aloud.

However, she will be going back to sleep.