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[boundariestcbreak]

@vulpesd​ gets a Velvet starter.

Velvet sat down next to Fox, her lunch in her lap. "What are you doing?” She asked conversationally as she opened her bag and pulled out her sandwich, taking a bite of it.

[deludings]

      she  doesn’t  have  an  excuse  to  give   ,   but  how  can  emerald  say  anything  at  all  when  fox  turns  away  whenever  he  senses  her  aura  nearby   ?   for  a  minute  is  serpentess  gritting  her  teeth  in  annoyance   ,   a  growl  bubbling  in  the  back  of  her  throat  as  fists  clench  at  her  side  ‘fore  a  deep  inhale  followed  exhale  brings  this  temper  down  a  few  notches.  emerald  may  be  annoyed   ,   but  fox  has  every  right  to  be  upset   :  she  ruined  the  closest  thing  to  a  home  he’s  had  in  years   ,   proved  the  little  hunch  in  the  back  of  his  mind  right   &.   yet  . . .  she  can’t  blame  him  for  wanting  to  hate  her  guts.   ❝ can  you  at  least  listen  to  what  i  have  to  say   ?! ❞  cobra  hisses  across  the  way   ,   right  as  the  unforgiving  desert  in  the  distance  howls  at  their  disturbance.   ❝ . . .  please. ❞

@vulpesd​    ,    starter  call.

[velveteen-faunus]

how long does your muse have to know someone before they decide to ask them out? what is your muse’s love language?

Love is rather important to Velvet, and she doesn't really just give out her heart freely. For her to be comfortable and confident enough to ask someone out, she'll need some time to get to know the person. At least a couple days to a week for a small initial date, though depending on the person it could take a lot longer. And even when she feels ready, it may take her even more time to actually work up the courage to ask them.

She wants to be sure the person she's opening her heart to and potentially going to spend the rest of her life with is trustworthy, and that they truly love and respect her rather than just seeing her as an object of passion or something.

As for love language, really she's a bit of everything. She does love physical touch and quality time spent with her partner, but she also enjoys doing little things for them. Cooking a meal, fixing something for them, buying little gifts, that kind of thing. She likes to receive gifts too. She also likes to hear how much she means to her partner, and just little praises and affirmations make her happy. She will gladly return little compliments and stuff too!

[descendupon]

      ❝ is  that  the  true  crime  podcast   ? ❞  blake  asks   ,   one  hand  flipping  through  her  scroll  while  the  other  cards  through  fox’s  hair   ,   twirling  the  ends  so  affectionately  that  most  people  would  roll  their  eyes  over.  she’s  certain  their  teams  were  if  they  were  here   ,   but  fortunately  missions  call   &.   that  creates  the  most  perfect  of  alone  times.  she  leans  back  against  the  couch   ,   blue  -  gold  gaze  drifting  from  social  media  then  down  to  cunning  trickster  with  utmost  loving  smile.   ❝ it’s  a  nice  one  to  fall  asleep  to. ❞

or  is  that  weird   ?    @vulpesd​    ,   prompted.

[lotusesque]

@vulpesd. || from here

‘   what ? no. c’mon ren, you’re not bothering me.   ’   a habit for apologising. not good. it didn’t take very long around ren’s team to notice how often they were talked over. fox, he chose to remain quiet a lot fo the time, surprise people later. but there was a difference with what he did and what ren was doing. a shame too, he bet ren had some real interesting things to say when he got the chance.   ‘   could listen to your voice all day.   ’

     pursed lips relaxed some, and rèn eyed vulpine with a tinge of suspicion. he considered fox's first words, rolling them over his tongue to really pick apart the intention behind the older boy's response. when fox added his final comment, however, brows furrowed in confusion; lotus was so used to being talked over by now that it had become second nature to just let it happen. he'd fallen into some twisted habit of guarding himself with an apology, therefore avoiding any prickling pain that might stem from being shut down. as he watched fox for a moment, rèn bit the inside of his lip and then spoke in return. "then i take it back," voice calm, assertive, determined. he swallowed down the viscous feeling of nervousness. "if you like my voice so much, apology rescinded."

[descendupon]

@vulpesd​    »    sleepily does vulpine paw around the bedspread, lifting hands from where they rest along blake's hips in search of his scroll. he murmured a soft, ' baby, can you call it ? my earpieces are all the way over there. ' the morning was quiet, peaceful, sunlight filtering in through blinds before the blaring ringtone cut through the it. " NOW GET A BUCKET AND A MOP — "

      blake  might  as  well  be  the  very  definition  of  content  as  she ‘ s  among  familiarity  of  plush  covers   &.   fox ‘ s  warmth   ,  coming  to  a  slow  rise  that  mimics  the  sun  taking  the  place  of  the  moon  in  the  sky  for  a  brand  new  day.  her  ears  flick   ,   nightshade  stretches   &.   out  comes  a  groggy  moan   &.   the  further  burying  of  head  into  her  pillow.  she  doesn ‘ t  want  to  move   ,   to  be  perfectly  honest.  all  sprawled  out   &.   comfortable  just  where  she  is  . . .  asking  anything  of  her  in  this  very  moment  would  surely  prompt  an  attitude  similar  to  that  of  a  pouting  child   ,   yet  for  some  reason  she  obliges  to  her  boyfriend ‘ s  pleas  regardless.   &.   what  a  mistake  that  turns  out  to  be  after  wan  digits  dial  his  number   &.  suddenly  the  entire  room  echos  with  abrupt  volume   &.   words  that  she ‘ s  surprised  fox  didn ‘ t  write.   click.   silence   ,   blake  then  scooting  away  from  him  after  placing  her  scroll  back  upon  bedside  table.

      ❝ get  up   &.   get  it  yourself. ❞   she ‘ s  going  back  to  sleep  for  a  few  more  hours.   do  not  disturb. 

[panacaeus]

“ i try not to sound like an asshole but it’s really hard because i am an asshole. ” ( from @vulpsed towards marrow )

text post sentence starters | (accepting)

@vulpesd

          🦴 // “well, at least... you can be honest with yourself, i guess? maybe just start by being less of an asshole. you can do it.”

[sunscathing]

@vulpesd​     »     " oh her ? s'nothing - we had a .. a thing way back when we started at shade. sometimes we get drinks. " it's a lot more daunting talking about bedmates with former bedmates than before, or was it simply because it was yang ? fox had never had any problem telling the truth but it had never made him this uncomfortable before. " why ? what's wrong, xiao long ? "

      she ‘ s  never  known  jealousy  before   ,   to  be  perfectly  truthful.  yang ‘ s  had  people  come   &.   go   ,   left  behind  the  moment  phoenix  grew  bored  of  their  company   &.   leaving  their  affections  behind  to  choke  on  dust  from  bumblebee ‘ s  wheels.  so  why  is  she  suddenly  feeling  so  bitter  now   ?   xiao  long  is  silent  alongside  fox  at  first   ,   expressionism  steely   &.   the  very  thing  giving  her  bubbling  ire  away  being  the  steady  plume  of  smog  on  each  breath  through  her  nose.  scathing  eyes  watch  the  stranger  in  question  as  she  swirls  her  drink   ,   the  ice  rattling  against  the  glass   &.   finally  a  long  slurp  through  the  straw  that  ends  on  an  audible  gulp.  yang ‘ s  certain  she ‘ s  nice   ,   &.  yet  here  she  is  anyway   ,   sending  glares  from  across  the  bar  like  some  huffy  teenager.  she   &.   fox  were  never  a  thing   ,   never  a  couple  outside  of  their  meetups  in  dorm  rooms   &.   various  other  spaces  that  should  not  be  mentioned  to  the  faint  of  heart   ;   vulpine  has  every  right  to  do  what  he  wants   ,   right   ?   as  does  yang   ,   she  can ‘ t  expect  something  unofficial  to  stand  still  for  gods  know  how  long  when  she ‘ s  off  being  chased  by  grimm   &.   military  personnel  alike.   yang  averts  her  gaze  when  the  mystery  girl  leaves   ,   back  down  to  her  drink   &.   how  tight  her  prosthetic  manages  to  hold  the  glass  in  a  vice  grip.   

      &.  how  quick  a  pang  of  hurt  swoops  in  to  replace  this  burning  jealousy  in  a  mere  heartbeat.

      ❝ she ‘ s  pretty.  y ‘ got  good  taste. ❞   phoenix  finally  speaks   ,   but  not  on  the  cadence  of  a  chuckle  followed  playful  elbow  nudge  that  one  would  expect  from  her.  the  way  yang  speaks  is  dry   ,   almost  monotone.  almost  like  there ‘ s  something  acidic  on  the  tip  of  her  tongue.  why  does  it  hurt  so  bad   ?   when  has  a  phoenix  grown  to  be  so  fond  of  a  fox  whose  charm   &.   wit  is  noticeable  even  in  the  most  dangerous  of  sandstorms   ?   maybe  it ‘ s  because  yang  never  lost  memory  of  his  touch  upon  warm  flesh   ,   how  fox  was  the  first  one  to  knock  her  on  her  ass  in  an  attempt  to  reignite  her  fire  after  beacon  fell   ,   the  rasp  of  his  voice  in  yang ‘ s  ear   ,   the    —   gah.   stop  this   ,   xiao  long.   ❝ nothing  , ❞   yang  says   ,   shaking  her  head   &.   setting  out  her  half  of  the  bill  on  the  table.   ❝ m ‘ fine.  it ‘ s  just  getting  a  little  late   , ❞   barely  even  10  o ‘ clock  at  night.   ❝ ' an  i  think  i  should  be  heading  back. ❞   when  yang  stands   ,   something  in  her  makes  her  brush  a  strand  of  unruly  crimson  behind  fox ‘ s  ear  before  she  ultimately  turns.   ❝ see  ya’  around   ,   alistair. ❞