Nonverbal RP Starters
Iโm finding it difficult to find memes for nonverbal characters ( be they mute, or just not fond of talking ) so I thought Iโd make a few!
Neutral
โ๏ธ Tap my muse on the shoulder
๐ Point to something for my muse to see
๐ค Bump into my muse
๐ Sit down next to my muse
๐คจ Sit down across from my muse
๐ Push/Slide [an object] across a table to my muse
โ๏ธ Pass my muse a note
๐ Roll their eyes at my muse
๐ช Tap on a table/door/wall/chair to get my museโs attention without speaking
Aggressive
๐บ Growl at my muse
๐ฌ Snarl/show teeth at my muse
๐ Death Glare at my muse
๐ Push/Shove my muse
๐ Punch my muse
๐ Kick my muse in the shin
๐ Stomp on my museโs foot
๐ต Knee my muse in the gut
๐ Knee my muse in the groin
๐ช Point a weapon at my muse
๐ Flip my muse the bird/a similar gesture
๐ Roughly pull my muse down by the collar
๐ข Bang on a door/wall/table to get my museโs attention- angrily
Angst
๐ฉโโ๏ธ Put pressure on my museโs wound
๐ก Push my muse down to give them medical attention
๐ฅฃ Bring my muse soup/medicine when they are sick
๐คข Hold my museโs hair back/Rub my museโs back while they are sick/throwing up
๐ Hold my muse when they are badly wounded/dying
๐ Wake my muse up during a nightmare
๐ฑ Hold my muse after a nightmare
๐ญ Hold my muse when they are crying
๐ขTouch my museโs shoulder while they are crying in secret
๐ง Wipe away my museโs tears
๐ฅ Try to calm my muse during an overwhelming emotional moment
โ Find my muse after some kind of trauma
Soft
๐ Tug on my museโs sleeve/shirt/skirt
๐ Lean against my museโs side
๐ค Hold my museโs hand
๐ค Pull my muse into a hug
๐ Rest their head on my museโs shoulder/knee
๐ถ Nuzzle my muse with their nose [specify a location]
โ Touch the back of my museโs hand
๐ค Reach for my museโs hand to hold it
๐ Fix/Straighten my museโs clothes
๐ด Stand by the bed to see if my muse will let you under the covers with them
๐ Crawl under the covers with my muse
๐ฅช Set a plate/tray/bowl of food down for my muse
๐ Kiss my muse on the cheek
Playful
๐ธ Put a flower in my museโs hair
โจ Playfully shove my museโs shoulder
๐ Pull my muse onto a dance floor/up to dance
๐ค Come up beside them and tap the shoulder opposite where theyโre standing
๐ Jump out of the shadows to scare/startle my muse
๐ Stick their tongue out at my muse
๐ฑ Make a silly face at my muse
๐คญ Tickle my muse
๐ Poke my museโs nose
๐ช Pick my muse up
Sensual/Sexual
๐ Pull my muse in for a rough kiss
๐ Pull my muse in for a tender kiss
๐ Pull my muse in for a messy/desperate kiss
๐ Lean in to give my muse a sweet/chaste kiss
โค๏ธ Lean in to give my muse a tender kiss
๐ฅ Pull my muse down by the collar/by their clothes - in a sexy way
๐ Pull my muse in by the hips
๐ฒ Smack my museโs butt
๐ Kiss my museโs neck
๐ Push my muse down and give them a massage
๐ Pull [an article of clothing] off my muse
๐ Push my muse down on the bed
๐ Pull my muse onto the bed
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*leans against him
* @mindhunt
THERE IS SOMETHING ALMOSTย โย STARTLING about the action in that gregg does not see it coming at all. the dayโs been long, the atlanta heat sucking up to him as his shirt is progressing to cling to the damp skin of his back, and holden has shooed him around far more than for agents of the same rank to be appropriate. but what does gregg care, every time they as much as sit across from each other, he has the feeling that NEED FOR REDEMPTION is stamped across his forehead in bold letters ( presumably put there by ford himself; gregg canโt shake the anxious spiral he tends to drift towards when the man as much as looks at him the wrong way ); so, for lack of better things to do, gregg has gone down to atlanta with holden. maybe, to fix things between them. whatever it is that needed fixing, whatever could be fixed between them, whateverย โย doesnโt matter. REALLY doesnโt.ย
he shouldnโt dwell on it anyway.
awkward, LOADED silence follows them around, the closing elevator doors trapping them in the closest quarters they have ever been since greggโs betrayal ( heโs decided to just CALL IT WHAT IT IS because a horse will always be a horse anyway; he has almost done enough praying & soul searching to come to terms with it all ). wrecking his brain for something to say seems useless, but he is trying nevertheless, anything to make the suffocating drought between them go away. before sufficient words can form on the tip of his tongue though, holden, whoโs been standing next to him, leaning against the wall of the elevator in the same demonstration of exhaustion as gregg, suddenly shifts. a heartbeat later, and his body is much closer, leaning against greggโs side, head practically on his shoulder in what must surely be an uncomfortable position given their height difference but stillย โย he s t a y s. doesnโt even dare to breathe while his heart does its best impression of an olympic athlete or a culprit on the run.ย
they donโt say anything, they just stand like this.
maybe, thereโs no need for words to fill the quiet between them after all.
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