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Ask my character deeply personal questions. Try to make them stutter.
How to RP with me:
Send me a message and go “I FUCKING WANT TO ROLEPLAY WITH YOU.”
He’d smile as he simply enjoyed her in his arms and chuckled.
"Gods I love you." He whispered into her ear and kissed her cheek and tighten the grip. He didn’t really want to go back to the bakery, nor did he want to let her go. Boy was he conflicted.
"And I love you too." She laughed a bit as she uttered such words due to feeling as embrace on her further tighten.
However, the utter joy was interrupted as she realized that her husband had a job to do as well. Sure he needed to do his job, but he too needed a break, even for just a little while longer. "Stay for a while, love." She told him. "Th-that is unless you are really busy in the bakery." She added with a pout.
Morgan had been spending her time in another realm. At the very least it seemed peaceful for her. And things weren't that bad either! That was, till one man seemed to cross her path that looked really familiar to her. Clenching her hands into fists, she turned around, knowing that he probably noticed her. "I can’t even look at you."
It was supposed to be like every normal day. A few hours walk, replenishing supplies, the male figured not much events would be taking place, like it has always been since the end of the war. That seemed to have changed, as he noticed a young girl in a similar robe as him speak. Her voice was awfully, one he’s heard more than enough times to recognize. “Morgan?” However, her words seemed to have echoed in his head as confusion set in.
"I can't even look at you."
Uncertainty consumed him. What was he supposed to say to her?
Well, she had to know her way around the market thanks to her mother. She had pointed out so many things to her that she picked them up. A part of her even thought about becoming a merchant because of such. But the feeling to be with her father overtook the other one, and so she followed in his footsteps.
"…It is one of the only things I can do right." She muttered, knowing that because of how slow she had been to put things together, her father ended up passing away.
Her words seemed to have taken him aback there, catching the essence of sadness. Sure it wasn’t part of his business and it would be more than wrong to pry, but it was concerning. Sometimes bottling up would lead to unfortunate things, a lesson he once learned himself while plotting to defeat Grima with the Shepherds. Her case however was obviously different, as if she was holding a huge burden with her.
And suddenly he spoke, placing a hand on her shoulder. "Hey now..." He started. "Thinking like that isn't good at all. I bet you've done more than enough good things at your age."
Our muses' are playing Twister, and end up in a sex position. What is the reaction?
He’d chuckle and smile.
"Very well. Would you like some tea then, love?" He’d smile as he held her close, not in anyway showing her to the kitchen. She was now trapped in his embrace, and no way in the seven hells was he letting go.
"Mm..." She thought for a moment. "No thanks, I think I'm fine as of the moment. Besides, I do have you to keep me company."
Blush crept her cheeks as she noticed how he held her. She quickly read the gesture and giggled. If such was the case, well she honestly had no plans of escaping from him at all. She would honestly love to continue being embraced like this by the man she loves.
Flaming Tactics || Gale and Zerah
"It’s fine. As the tactician, I can understand you for being so….up tight." He tried to put it surtitle for him. She knew how hard it must be keeping everyone alive. She had seen what stress does to a person first handily.
"Gale, was it?" Zerah asked, to be sure that she didn’t already forget the man that kept her alive on the battle name. She would smile softly, tucking a red strain of hair behind her ear.
"Would you care for some tea? I know a blend a friend taught me. It’s a chon’sinese blend that will calm the nerves drastically." She offered. If anything, he needed it more than she did.
"More or less, you're indeed right." He said with a slight chuckle. Luckily, he was getting used to it somehow. That however didn't mean the pressure and worry of putting his friends' lives at sake wasn't there anymore; it remains, but he's become good at masking it.
He nodded with a smile curving his lips. "And you're Zerah." Well of course he had to be sure with each of his comrades' names. He needed to for both battle and in order to establish and deepen his bonds with them.
"Tea honestly sounds very welcoming now so yes please." He replied.
If I don’t reply or I take ages to
It’s drafted
My mood doesn’t fit
I’m trying to equal your perfection
I’m braindead
I lost the reply
I’m easily distracted by something else
All/some of the above
Quit
Send me “QUIT” and my muse will stop whatever he or she is doing and kiss your muse.
The woman was doing what she could to get some papers done. But for some reason, upon seeing her beloved, she stood from her seat and pulled him by his shirt for a kiss. She wrapped her arms around his neck, deepening the contact a bit more before pulling back.
“Hey love,” She breathed with a sly smile on her lips.
"Well hello, love." He said, somewhat taken aback from his wife sudden kiss. Not like he didn’t want it. He’d chuckle as he’d wrap his arms around her waist.
"You seem busy." He teased her, before giving his wife another soft kiss on the lips.
"Oh please," She playfully replied with a scoff. "I can take a break now if you'd like."
Though indeed a workaholic, she had exemptions to stop her bad habit every now and then. Plus considering how Leonhardt would constantly remind her to take a break, she might as well comply with it now.
"Let's have babies together" {Gale}
Send my muse “Let’s have babies together” to see how they’d react.
Cue a now internally panicked Gale, looking at Pandora with a very nervous smile as his cheeks reddened in embarrassment. “Kids are wonderful and all, but I don’t think I’m ready for that…?”
"I… Uh…" Pandora started trying to figure something out before she made herself look either stupid or silly. She really couldn’t think of anything quickly so she just stood there embarrassed. Nothing else came from her lips.
He was embarrassed himself. Running a hand through his messy white hair, he wasn't sure what to say either. For a man who was usually articulate and eloquent, he's always been horrible with things like this. A reason why he'd usually retreat to the confines of map reading and strategy making during most of his day. One thing he couldn't get of his mind though was the fact he found her adorable seeing her flustered like that for some reason.
Lets play the YES or NO sex game
you give me a name and I can only reply yes or no as an answer to if I would have sex with them
Put "Fluff please" in my inbox and I'll generate a number and write a fluffy starter for our muses based on what you get
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"Leon... had died, Robin... he gave his life up to protect Ylisse. he... he wanted a place where Sierra and Luke would be happy. he knows you're going to punch him in heaven.."
".....has died." finish it in my ask.
Her heart seemed to have stopped.
"N-no..." To hear such news out of nowhere just like this...
Trembling. Her legs and hands began to shake. This couldn't be true at all. Sierra... She was expecting to see her father again. Luke would grow up without a father. Gods, this had to be some twisted dream! Of all the people, why pick someone just to perish? Why pick the man grew to love to so much extents and called her husband? The father of her children? The female began to pray to Naga, begging that she would wake up.
...
Nothing. She was still here in the same shock. It was indeed reality... Clenching her fists and eyes cast down on the floor, tears began to slip through her eyes. She would usually shed tears of joy, but for the first time in such a long time, she was sobbing out of sorrow once more. Usually she'd keep it in, but she just couldn't now.
He was indeed getting it once she sees him in the other side. Instead of a punch, a good scolding and most likely tears from her.
"Are you sure? Did someone try to peep?" He asked, he was far too protective at the moment to consider that his wife was indeed naked in front of him, with nothing to cover her except for a towel.
He was ready to kill who ever tried to peep on his wife. Friend or foe.
Though she appreciated the concern, the woman probably needed to calm him down. They were in the hot springs to relax and unwind from their usual duties, not to cause a fight or any bloodshed whatsoever. That was the least she wanted. Rising from the spring with one hand holding her towel, she gently held his hand.
"Love, please calm down." She told him gently. "It's in the past now. How about we concentrate on having a good time for now?"