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Scream: My character has caused yours to scream out for some reason

Expecting: Our characters find out they are expecting a child together

Graveyard: My character will visit your characters grave

Spectre: My character will be visited by your character's ghost or vice versa

Bleed: My character will injure your character

Dream: My character will have a dream about your character

Busted: Your character will catch mine doing something they shouldn't.

O Romeo: I will write my character missing/looking for yours.

O Juliet: I will write about my character's feelings for yours.

O Macbeth: I will write about how my character kills yours.

O Hero: I will write about my character mourning yours.

O Titiana: I will write about our characters sharing a night in bed or sharing a kiss. Specify.

O Oberon: I'll write about my character getting angry at yours over something they did.

Call Me: I will write a drabble about my character asking for yours [be it at the brink of death/in a battlefield/knocking on the front door wounded, feel free to specify.]

Drink Me: I will write a drabble about my character taking shots with yours.

Enamor Me: I will write a fluffy drabble about my character trying to woo yours [be it out of the blue/Valentines Day,feel free to specify.]

Fight Me: I will write a drabble out my character fighting with/or against yours.

Get Me: I will write a drabble about my character saving yours.

Haunt Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character watching over yours [as a ghost, watching from a distance, or otherwise, feel free to specify.]

Join Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character giving your character an offer [be it a proposal for an alliance, asking them to join them in an activity (you can get dirty if you want), feel free to specify.]

Love Me: I’ll write a fluffy drabble about our characters.

Nurse Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character healing yours.

Quite Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character trying to calm yours down [be it from crying, from lashing out, feel free to specify.]

Unbind Me: I’ll write a drabble about your character freeing mine, or the other way around, or something among the lines [be it freeing them from jail, from handcuffs, from a trap, from a curse, feel free to specify.]

X Me: I will write whatever it is that you wish, [specify.]

Yahoo Me: I’ll write a drabble about our characters celebrating something [feel free to specify.]

Time: My character is running late! They are supposed to meet your character at ___________ (fill in the blank) or vise versa. Specify.

Protect: My character keeps yours safe from harm.

Kiss: My character kisses yours, or vise versa. Specify.

Dream: My character wakes up in the middle of the night because of a dream with your character in it.

Run!: My character is chasing your character (or vise versa) OR both characters are being chased by ___________ (fill in the blank).

Sky: Our characters are stargazing.

Gift: My character gives your character something special. Or vise versa. Specify.

Broken: I’ll write our characters breaking up or in an angsty scene.

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"I hope you don't take my words as insults. I assure you, nothing but compliments leave my lips today." With a sly smile, her fan skimmed down from his neck and towards his chest, tapping the delectable broadness with approval.

"I simply mean you hold the best of both sexes. Smooth skin... Pouty lips... A firm chest and a slim waist? I hope green veil of envy isn't so startling on my features." The noblewoman snapped her fan open, leaning towards the stranger while fanning herself.

"But without a name, this is a fleeting beauty! Mind giving me the pleasure...?"

Appreciation

For all his talk, Tohri wasn’t used to such blatant compliments and teasing. His line of work didn’t allow for much time for socialising so he was unaware as to how he should act in a situation such as this. He was a public figure only by career. Well, running a large business and formulating plans tinted with homicide was time consuming. The woman, however, was rather attractive and fashionable so surely this couldn’t turn out too badly?

“I can see why people would say that!” He murmured through his pouting lips.”

  The pheasant didn’t appreciate where this was going. Emasculated was far too weak a word for how he was feeling, especially now as she held on to his jaw, “What do you mean, for a man? I’m not sure how I feel about all of this.”

#cooties huh? #WELL LET ME INFECT YOU WITH SOMETHING FIERCE! #It'll leave you hot and panting

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"Oh, I've heard that question far too many times for a single lifetime!" It caused Madame Red to laugh again, a single hand covering her smiling lips. The man was certainly handsome; no, beautiful was far more fitting. And the blush that fitted his cheeks like smooth silk only made her golden find all the more enchanting.

  From the confines of her sleeves, out fluttered a simple fan and she gently lifted up his chin with the feathered tip of her instrument.

"I suppose pleasant is far too simple of a word. But how do I explain? For a man, you certainly have very soft curves..."

Appreciation

What?

What is happening? This isn’t right. The extravagant man squealed as an alien hand fondled the junk in his trunk. Turning around in shock to face the scarlet predator herself, a crimson blush that matched the woman perfectly invaded his face relentlessly.

“H-have you no shame?” Never has someone touched the butt in such a manner, “Pleasant?! N-nonsense.”

#Don't worry Tohri #I'll treat you right

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Her eyes widen at the sight of the gun, it's cold barrel pressed against flushed skin. For a moment, she was petrified. When faced the visage of death itself, it's hallow breath merging with your own, it was only natural. And yet, that emotion was only temporary. She had died once before. She was nearly killed here as well... by her fears. By her 'savior'.

Hmph.

"And I don't see how my action deserve such a reaction. To believe that prudishness could live to such an extent... please put that toy away."

Appreciation

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promusdiabolus replied to your post: Appreciation

ooc: god im scared to get on to tohri’s account now

There's no reason to be afraid!

You have a beautiful, busty woman stroking your backside! Is it not a joyous occasion ~? <3

#promusdiabolus #getting to sebby's reply btw!

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fraindre replied to your post: Dare: Go fondle the butts of three beautiful and/or handsome strangers.

why /ooc

Hey there, handsome~

#fraindre #*gropes*

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Appreciation

With a quick flick of the wrist and a mischievousness gleam in the corner of her eye, a hand hugged in crimson quickly grabbed the rear ends of three enchanting men: Saitou Hajime, Minato Arisato and Tohri Nishikikouji.

With a good feel of their soft rumps, the baroness finished her assault with a laugh and released them from her grip.

"Terribly sorry! But you know how today goes... strange requests and all that. Mine just happened to be particularly pleasant!"

#br meme #sorry this is so short kdjhckj #I have to get on my other replies too OTZ

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Dare: Go fondle the butts of three beautiful and/or handsome strangers.

"I've seemed to become quite known for this, haven't I? I'm certainly not flattered by the fact...

... But I do enjoy a challenge when it presents itself! I'll suppose previous victims are out? Very well.

Time to delight myself with fresh meat."

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Ask the character/mun: Ask the muse whatever you want for them to answer IC; or ask the mun a personal question to get to know better or to get an OOC answer.

Truth/Dare: Be reasonable with the dares! If you start getting ridiculous no one will want to do them; characters aren’t really obligated to do all the dares they receive. Don’t forget about the truth part as well!

Headcanon: Anons send the character a word, or a name and you may write a small/long headcanon about said word!

Drabbles: Give the muse a prompt and they may write a short drabble on it.

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His continued screeching was as horrendous as nails dragged across the inside of her skull. Her face was always held in the pinch of a grimace as she aimed to approach this in a more tactful manner than before. Groping was no. Commenting on his lack of sexual activity was even more so. She almost felt as if deciphering a way to handle a small child...

"T-Then I apologize! Forgive my rash actions, no matter how pleasant for me it may have been!" She made no move to touch him -- she was afraid of causing him even more distress -- but attempted to signal him to lower his voice with the short wave of her hand.

"Unless you wish to punish me with a stroke of deafness I asked that you cease your volume!"

Delicatessen

“WHA———”

Kaiji’s blush deepened even further. For few seconds he just stood there mouth hanging open. Needless to say the lady had shot a good guess. His experience with women in general was mostly just Mikoko (just the name caused a cold shiver ran through him) forcing him out to spend time with her and actually licking breadcrumbs from his face and he really wasn’t sure if he even wanted to count that in. He preferred it in the nightmare category after all. Still, as nightmarish as it was it was pretty much the length of his experience besides maybe holding his big sister’s or mothers, hell, he didn’t even remember which, as a kid.  

“T-THAT’S NOT REALLY ANY OF YOUR BUSINESS!!”

He didn’t manage to turn the volume down and he was also still guarding his precious buttocks even though he was facing the woman now. 

“Y-YOU CAN’T JUST GROPE SOMEONE’S A-ASS OUT OF NOWHERE LIKE THAT! I-IT’S A NORMAL REACTION!”

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Madame Red chuckled softly, clenching and unclenching her hand with every shoulder shake brought forth by her amusement. "I can' admit to being happy with that request... but if it allows me a conversation with you, so be it." With a small clap, the noble clasped her hands together on the table as a sign of good faith. No groping, no fondling, no night of experimental lusting... simply two women who would enjoy a cup of tea.

She would accept that alternative with grace.

"The pleasure of your acquaintance is all mine, Miss Jehanne. My name is Angelina Durless... but please, call me Madame Red." She gave a simple nod at their shared introduced, ruby lips curved into a gentle smile.

"Your diction is quite impressive for a girl your age. Where are you from? Or perhaps the proper phrasing would be... from which era were you brought forth?"

Delicatessen

Equivocal glances were given to the carmine swathed woman. A downward curve of the lips, features still resembling one of minuscule ire. Even the uttered speech that she had received in response only churned the unnerved sensation within her as each second passed. Yet the swelling anger had subsided in due time with cheeks returning to their natural hue, shooing away the flustered semblance.

Contemplating the offer, the Saint pulled the opposite chair for her to sit.

“ … indulging in company hinders me not, so long as this particular companion shall keep both her hands to oneself. That is all I request of this sitting with you. Rather, perchance I should ask for no more bold advances as what you have so eagerly presented beforehand?

Regardless of such things, I am known as Jehanne. “

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Red Red Red

As much as she attempted to avoid it, the arrow had hit it's mark. Before Madame Red could even begin to comprehend the facts, the arrow was well on it's way into dissolving into her skin, the poison flooding quickly into her veins.

She couldn't control her next actions once she had spotted her loathsome target: A member of the hospital, unaware that they too could become victims in this treatment. Their clothing was so white... so clean... so perfect... the sight of it ordered bile to bubble up in her throat.

Her fingers, one by one, curled tightly around the knife in her right hand.

In the span of a few seconds, she leap towards her target and stabbed her weapon into the back of his neck. Over and over and over again, the weapon rose up and slashed down at the warm corpse, the two bodies toppling over in a wet mess of blood and shrieking.

Red stained red and her body was laced with droplets of the assault. After a while, her movements became weak and heavy breathing replaced the sounds of flesh hitting metal. And at that moment, another arrow struck her. This time, white feathers complimented the projectile, rather the crow feathers that forced it's way into her.

The sound of approaching footsteps urged her to slowly stand up and, against her better judgement, glanced towards her new target.

Her new love.

"Hah... hah... Forgive me... for the mess! To think, I'd let someone ... hah... so lovely find me in such a despicable state. My knees are weak from embarrassment."

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*you're my FAVORITE.*

"I doubt we've even spoken before and already you're flattering me?

I think you've just became my favorite as well!"

#bugburger #ksahjahs cute things to come back to on your account!

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What had meant to be a playful act had shifted into a nightmare.

The Baroness could utter no words once she had heard that voice... that familiar, smooth and silky voice belonging to one hell of a butler. The butler who had confronted her not so long ago, who was present at the moment of her death. Rather slowly, her head began to turn to confirm her suspicions.

Yes.

Before her stood Sebastian, head butler of the Phantomhive manor.

And she still had her hand on his--

She choked back a bout of nervous laughter, withdrawing her hand upon realization. "Sebastian! The odds are impossible and yet here we are, face to... erm, face. To think, I would be the owner of the most rotten luck."

What to say, what to do? There were both prepared to kill each other at the first signs of weakness... would it still stand?

"...Care to join me?"

Delicatessen

Pulling himself together after the horrendous experience that he encountered was one thing. However after such a trail, one could only question the abilities of those in charge of this establishment. Never has the demon had his powers stripped away within the blink of an eye as well as falling for a ridiculous illusion. 

That was something to investigate but that could be left. Now, only tea could soothe his racing mind. Being a butler to an aristocrat has lead him to a fondness for the beverage after all.

Well, he went to the concourse for tea but came out with a fine knead of his rump. 

  A brief cough escaped his throat, “I must thank you for your…kind words,” he turned around to greet the person only for an expression of mild shock twinned with bemusement to invade his features, “Madam Red.”

#the merch is so fine though #Oh Sebastian~~ #jasdhcjhda

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"I'm only saying hello. Is that a problem?" It's quite common in my country." No, that was a lie. But judging by his clothes, he certainly wasn't from the same era... or world that she came from.

"Unless you want to see what my version of 'goodbye' is so quickly, why not sit and have a chat with me?"

Delicatessen

One moment Hugh was walking silently to himself, the next he was flushed as a hand swiped over his rear. What just happened?

Turning around to face his butt-swiper his face pink with embarrassment, he yelled at her.

“WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM?! YOU DON’T JUST GO AROUND TOUCHING PEOPLE’S BUTTS!!”

Why would this lady do such an action? If she wanted to speak to him, just tap his shoulder or something, not his butt.

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"I'll consider myself lucky then, that I'm not one to care for the personal opinions of others. Especially not of my fellow 'patients' from worlds I can't even comprehend." She chuckled to herself. For such a young man, he was quite serious... normally, she would be annoyed by such spiel. But the resemblance to a certain nephew withheld it. 

"But you have my word. I'll refrain from caressing your rump in the future, however tempting it may be. Does that sit well with you?"

Delicatessen

“True as that may be, I would assume many of the patients, especially those from areas where these laws are enforced, would be disgusted and angered by your actions! Regardless of the lack of legal ramifications, with one uttered word, I could bring upon a flurry of social ramifications the likes of which you’ve never seen!

I won’t, of course, as that is rude and unnecessary — provided you refrain from touching my gluteus maximus, medius, and minimus muscles! That is, if you would be so kind as to not place your hand upon my rear without my permission, that would be dandy!”

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"We've only just met and already you've figured me out. Shame is a handicap for the weak... I shall have nothing to do with it!" Madam Red spoke the bold words proudly, the offending hand now covering her laughing lips. Another wonderful find! The thin fabric had revealed so much: Every fine curve, the delicate outline of her undergarments.... if she had closed her eyes, a clear visualization of the prize underneath her clothes would be as clear as a diamond.

"Now that I've handle the pleasantries, why not give me your name? 

They call me Madame Red. It's a pleasure."

Delicatessen

For Ange, there was no such thing as relaxing now - the Ushiromiya knew sure as hell she wasn’t sick, perhaps rather exhausted from such an unpleasant awakening she had endured. She had saved herself from imminent death, only to be locked away in such a suspicious place?

But, that enough of that nonsense, because really, the redhead was always angry about one thing or another, and well, her booty was ripe for the touching as she stormed past a certain lady in red. Feeling a delicate  hand run against her bottom, Ange’s movements halted to a complete stop.

Hands suddenly curled up on the bottom of her pleated skirt, and the redhead twirled around to face the Baroness. ” What!? … D-Do you not have any shame whatsoever!?”

#ripper-in-red #Perfect~! #And don't worry she's awfully cute kshd