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@glitchexmachina
"Mm we make quite the team, don't we lil T?" Wanda teased, leaning down to give Trouble some ear scritches. "We'll always keep Tyson safe won't we? That's our job."
“Make Me Feel”
43.my muse prepared a picnic 
"Ty! Trouble! Can you come down here for a minute?" Wanda called up to the others before heading back into the kitchen, putting the finishing touches to the picnic basket she had prepared. She had gone out early that day to pick up some snacks for them, along with some special dog treats for Trouble. When they finally appeared, she gave Tyson a smile. "How would you feel about a picnic in the park? It's to be clear skies all day so I thought we could take a little break and enjoy the sun."
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send me  ‘ tender touches ‘   and i’ll   generate a number   for my muse’s reaction to yours…  
1. holding mine’s hand.  2. gently hugging mine.  3. falling asleep on mine.  4. snuggling up next to mine. 4. kissing mine on the cheek.  5. tucking mine under blankets. 6. kissing mine on the forehead.  7. kissing mine softly on the lips.  8. brushing hair out of mine’s face.  9. taking mine’s face in their hands 10. running fingers through mine’s hair. 11. rubbing mine’s shoulders soothingly.  12. softly kissing the palm of mine’s hand.  13. leaning their head against mine’s shoulder. 14. absentmindedly playing with mine’s fingers. 15. gently tracing their fingers on one of mine’s scars.
alternatively, send the prompt +  ‘ reverse ’  for my muse to be the one doing the action
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@lcveblossomed
"I feel that way too. I prefer if someone is honest with me as well," Wanda replied. She hated it when people hid their feelings about her, even if it was a negative feeling. She wished people would be honest so she didn't have to waste time on them. "Mmm sounds perfect," she nodded, following the other closely. "It's what I really needed."
@lcveblossomed
"I do appreciate you being honest. You're one of the few people that I feel I can really talk to.." Wanda replied, gazing up at her with a smile. "I like that. Do you want me to run us one then? Are there any bath soaks that we can use or are you ok going without?" She asked, tilting her head a little.
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send in " brushing of hands " to see the receiver's reaction to the sender gently and purposefully brushing their hand against the receiver's (not actually holding it, but sending clear signals that they would like to!)
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Send "Grasp" to grasp my muse's jaw and force them to look your muse in the eye
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@penniesxdimes
"Frank," Wanda was quick to speak, moving over so that she could stand in front of him with her hands resting on his cheeks. "Look at me... why do you think that?"
“Someone, somewhere has failed you miserably. You were supposed to be loved, protected and cared for but you never were.“
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"Should've protected my family, not me."
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Anonymously send me something your muse is secretly thinking about mine.
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𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐐𝐔𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒.
All sentences here were taken from different media about possessive love, the thrill of the chase, banter, and competition regarding one's affection. Some have foul language so please beware but most are fun, banter, possessive fun. All of these are made for roleplay purposes. Change names, pronouns, locations as you see fit.
I love you. You’re mine. I’ll kill any bastard who tries to take you from me.
I spend a quarter of every day inside you. 
I have never said this to anyone before.
But the idea of you with child is the most insanely arousing thing I’ve ever imagined.
Your belly all swollen, your breasts heavy, the funny little way you would walk … I would worship you. I would take care of your every need. And everyone would know that I’d made you that way, that you belonged to me.
You want to be free. You also want to be mine. You can't be both.
We can't possess one another.
Just because I can't have you right now, doesn't mean I'm okay with him having you.
I will be good to you, Myst. Please, I promise.
You are mine. And I protect what’s mine.
Of course I won't go alone. I shall take my maid.
No.You will take me.
The purpose of a knight is to protect. Why won’t you let him do his job to me?
I want you all to myself.
I can’t explain to you the joy I feel knowing it’s all mine. That you are all mine, that your body is all mine.
There is something in me that wakes up when I want something, a possession.
God knows he deserved you more than I do. 
Listen well, for you belong to me.
Good grief, you’re such an adorably greedy person.
And when you fall in love with her  just keep in mind that she’s mine. 
 She’s more than you could handle, anyway.
That almost sounds like a challenge.
I don’t need your permission to do anything.
Your hands will touch me and no one else, Meadow. That is final.
You chase off every man that’s ever been interested, and you do it without even trying.
You reject every suitor and yet, you keep entertaining me. I believe you want me too, and you are dying to be touched.
I don't own you, you just belong to me.
You’re my gold, your cunt is my liquid gold. 
I will have your mouth, you will give it to me. Then I will have your spirit, Circe. I will own it. Always.
By the gods you have never been more beautiful than you are right now, spread before me, wrapped in my wool.
Once I take you, you are mine. My woman. No other man can have you.
I do not belong to you, or to anyone else. I will talk to whomever I want, whenever I want.
Not if it’s some ass who thinks he can put his hands on you.
You didn’t have a problem with me acting like a caveman last night.
When it comes to you… I don’t like to share.
Most men prefer to do the eating.
Do you know what passion is?
Most people think it only means desire. Arousal. Wild abandon. But that’s not all. The word derives from the Latin. It means suffering. Submission. Pain and pleasure, Nikki. Passion.
You’re wearing my colors, love.
I’m going to put you on your knees, Ruby. You’re going to hate how much you love it.
He is my king, he is my warrior, he is my husband and I am proud to say above all… he is mine.
You have rare beauty the like I have never seen but you will be more beautiful heavy with my seed.
You are my golden queen. You are my tigress. You are my Circe. 
Never will I allow your gold to be taken from me. Never. Understand this, Circe, and never forget.
Maybe I fell in love with a version of him that didn't exist.
 I would have you right here if you would let me. Fear you? I exalt you. 
You could burn me a thousand times, and I would still want you for my own.
Everything has a price. The price, however, isn't always money.
You’re my scariest hell, You’re my perfect paradise.
Well, I admit my crib is pretty sweet. But a gold cage is still a cage, Harry.
I intend to the last. 
If I win, then you shall be mine. Tonight.
You are so sure of yourself.
The game is simple. The women run, the men chase. If you catch the one with your color. . .well, that’s up to you.
But women have been running all their lives, most men don’t catch that easily.
We are in a maze, lost, and your hand is up my skirt.
Aye, but I don’t hear any complaints. The maze will hide our secret.
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I FOUND THIS IN SOMEONE'S RULES, AND IT'S RELEVANT
I like to know my writing partner. This isn’t always necessary, and if you’re not the sort of person who tries to get chummy with their roleplaying buddies, that’s absolutely fine, but in my experience, the plots and characters that last the longest are the ones with the players that I can message at 3 in the morning with an idea without feeling like I’m bothering them. 
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@legends-and-savages
"Well it's a good thing that it's only my gut feeling huh? There's not much to it," she teased, raising a brow slightly when she saw the look of surprise on his face when she kissed his cheek. "Sorry, was that a little forward?" She asked, quickly shaking her head when he asked her about the compliments. "Not exactly. I just was never sure if you were serious or sarcastic."
@legends-and-savages
"It's just a gut feeling handsome, it's not a bad thing," Wanda replied, tilting her head slightly. "You just seem like the type that wants to win. That's all." Leaning over, she pressed a kiss against his cheek before humming. "You don't think you could hate me? Now that's a compliment I believe."
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@legends-and-savages
"It's entirely possible," Wanda admitted, her gaze lingering on Robert. While yes, she did work for them, she was nothing more than a weapon for them to use and discard once they were done with. "I... I trust you, yeah. Do you trust me though?" She asked, curious to see what he would say. "I.. let's keep going."
@legends-and-savages
Wanda bit down on her lip, letting out a small sigh. "I.. I don't know," she replied after a moment or two. If they went back to tell them that they knew the truth, would that end up with them getting hurt or not? If they finished, would there be any way at the end for them to tell them that they knew? She didn't trust either option too much. "What would you say is the best option?"
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@armed-and-alxne
Hearing Luther's story, how he had been treated from when he was a kid up until recently, it had broken Wanda's heart. She never could imagine treating anyone in the way he had, could never imagine having to deal with all of that and not having someone to truly talk to. It was why she had told him that she was there, that he would always have someone that he could talk to without feeling judged. She wanted him to know that he was safe with her, just as she was safe with him.
"I'm always going to have your back Lu, that's never going to change," she replied, leaning into his touch as he brushed her hair back. "You deserve to have that. You deserve to have true love, a family, all of this." A smile slowly appeared on her lips as she looked at him, "I think I'm most excited to see you with them. I already know that you're going to be an amazing dad but I can't wait to watch you holding them and feeding them... it's really going to be a special moment."
"I just wanted to tell you I love you..."
"I love you too, baby," Luther said with a smile as he drew her in for a hug. Kissing her forehead, he then looked at her like she was the most important person in his life... because she was. "And I hope you know that. I try it make it a point to tell you at least once a day, because you deserve it." After all that she'd been through and how well she's treated him, Wanda deserved to know she was loved and wanted, so he was going to make damn sure she did.
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@armed-and-alxne
"I don't think that it's a weird thing to say," Wanda replied, her thumb brushing along his cheek and then across his bottom lip. "I mean, you can still miss someone even if it's only been a few hours since you last saw them... hell you could miss someone and it's only been a few minutes since you saw them." Even if other people thought that it was weird, she never would. Not when she felt the same.
"I love you too," she whispered, leaning into kiss him once more. He was her safe place, her home and she was always looking forward to being in his arms. She couldn't explain it really, only that she knew that she would always feel safe and cosy wrapped up in his arms. He was who she wanted to spend her time with whenever they had some time to spare away from missions and she didn't think that would ever change. "I love you so very much..."
[armed-and-alxne] [ seductive ] a deep, slow, and deliberately intense kiss filled with passion and desire
@armed-and-alxne
Luther's kisses always made her feel as though she was floating. This one was no different, though it stole her breath away as well. They had been apart for a few hours, both needed elsewhere in the compound for different things. As soon as they were both free, they had made their way to each other and had written off the rest of the day as time to spend with each other. That had began with them curled up on the couch, though it had slowly morphed into soft kisses which led to more. A moan escaped her lips as Luther deepened their kiss, her hand coming up to rest against his cheek to keep him close.
"My love..."
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@tarnishedxknight
While she had been injured, Wanda was lucky that it wasn't too bad. A blade had sliced along her arm, another nicked at her hip but nothing too deep. She had tried her hardest to block any blows that came her way, using her powers to throw her opponent back before they could get a killing blow in. In a moment of silence, she had seen Noah, had heard his voice and had gravitated towards him.
She'd been about to respond when his voice cut out and he rushed the man who had been standing behind him. Hearing the gun go off though, her heart dropped, afraid that Noah had been gravely injured. She ran towards him, wanting to be by his side in case he collapsed.
"Hey... hey you're ok," she whispered, her gaze rapidly searching to see where there was blood. Catching sight of the dent to his armour on his side, she then peered up at him. "You're gonna be ok... we should get to somewhere a little more protected though, so I can look you over. Is that ok?"
‘ aftermath ‘ (Noah)
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It was hard for Noah to even speak for all his worry for Wanda. He had only just been approved for field work and was eager to prove to all those who thought him too weak for the job that he could be an effective Avenger. Seeing Wanda become injured in combat, however, was not something he had been prepared for.
Was it even her blood? He didn't know. But it could be. And that was enough to send him into a spiral. "Wanda, are you-" he began, but he was barely able to get the question out before he heard movement behind him. Turning swiftly, Noah saw someone aiming a gun at Wanda.
Putting himself between her and their adversary, Noah rushed the man, succeeding in slicing him in half with his sword. Yes, he still fought with swords. They were, after all, what he was most comfortable and highly trained in. However, the gun had still gone off, and judging by the burning sensation in his side, Noah knew he had been hit. Whether or not it had penetrated the armor or merely bruised him, he did not know as of yet.
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@tarnishedxknight
Wanda had lost sight of Basch just as the building had began to crumble, the dust clouding her vision as everything came down. She had just about managed to throw up a protection spell around herself, though it hadn't quite kept her safe from the larger blocks. It had meant though that she wasn't too badly injured once the dust had settled, a few bumps and scrapes but other than that, nothing serious.
"I'm here..." she called out, trying to make her way towards the sound of his voice. When she eventually found him, her arm wrapped around his waist, clinging to him. "Are you alright?" She asked, though she was quickly nodding when he mentioned that they should get out.
Once they were outside, she turned to look at him, her gaze trying to see if she could spot any injuries. "I'm fine... a few bumps but nothing too serious. Are you ok though? I tried to protect us both but I couldn't see you..." Her voice trailed off when she saw how he was looking at her. Glancing down, she noticed the blood. "It's alright... I'm fine Basch, it'll be a scratch."
‘ aftermath ‘ (Basch)
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"Wanda? Are you injured?" Basch called, breathing hard. HE could feel pain in his chest and knew he had at least one broken rib. "Can you hear me?" he strained through the dust that hung in the air.
Sometimes on missions, accidents or unexpected events occurred. They had been seeking out their marks in a building that had sustain structural damage, causing it to begin to crumble. Despite the pain of his injuries, Basch felt a sense of urgency to find Wanda and get her to safety. "Wanda!" he exclaimed, seeing her dusty form ahead. Going to her, he held onto her supportively. "Come. We must leave before this place collapses."
Outside the building, he ignored his own wounds in favor of looking over his love. "Where are you hurt?" he asked, seeing blood but not knowing where it was coming from. If he could find the wound, he could heal it, perhaps, depending upon how severe it was. One thing was certain... He wanted to make sure she was alright before he tended to himself at all.
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send me    ‘ SMOOCHES! ‘    for my muse to grab yours and cover their face with lots of little kisses!
send   ‘ SMOOCHES? ‘   for your muse to do it, instead!
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@tarnishedxknight
"No need to apologise my love, you know I don't mind your kisses," Wanda replied, a soft smile resting on her lips. "I just didn't realise that i was ticklish there until you kissed me was all." She most definitely didn't mind his kisses on her neck, or anywhere else for that matter, especially if it meant that he was getting used to being affectionate without worry.
"Was training alright then?" She asked, leaning up to press a gentle kiss against his lips before humming at his words. "You're far too kind my love. I know the feeling though. Sometimes I can't believe that i'm so lucky to have you by my side as well. I really am so honoured to be yours."
[tarnishedxknight] (from Basch) [ nape ] a kiss placed at the nape of the partner's neck
@tarnishedxknight
Wanda tried not to laugh as she felt Basch's lips press against the nape of her neck. It wasn't that she found the kiss funny, far from it in fact, but it was that the spot he had picked was a tad ticklish. She managed to suppress the laugh for the moment, not wanting to ruin the mood though. "And to what do I owe the pleasure of my handsome partner's presence?" She asked, turning to face him once he was done, "I wasn't sure if you were still out training with the others."
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