@featherchan ;; gentleness action prompts | recovery / Mi Yue n Sora
{recovery - muse a rubs muse b’s back repeatedly to help work tension out their body}
Sora had been out for the morning but had come back to the cafe for the afternoon to assist Mi Yue with the business. It had been a bit of a busy day and they hadn’t been able to talk or spend a lot of time with her.
Something that always left a pit in the bottom of Sora’s stomach and heart.
Time with anyone was precious for them but with Mi Yue it was treasured and sacred due to outside factors and how many times this damn cycle had repeated, if not for their Journals, Sora wouldn’t be able to recall them without them.
The evening soon rolled around and Sora could sense that Mi Yue was a little more tired than normal so offered to clean up for them before coming upstairs to the little place they called home together, as well room-mates but Sora could feel the time was coming again and their bond was growing.
Mi Yue could remember them any day now, so Sora would do everything they could for her. Anything and everything.
When Sora would get upstairs and see Mi Yue sat rubbing her shoulder, Sora would approach softly and place their hands carefully on the other’s shoulders.
“You know I could give you a quick massage, help work out that tension if your shoulders are hurting?”
Sora may have already been lightly rubbing at the other’s shoulders to help work out that tension they could just about feel. They hadn’t given a massage in a while but, they could be careful and try to help but only if the other allowed them to do so.
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gentleness action prompts
edit/interpret sender/receiver roles as you see fit
breathe - muse a holds muse b closely to help them wind down after a stressful day/event
stop - muse a holds muse b back from walking back out into the fray
melt - muse a holds muse b’s face gently, drawing circles into their cheeks with their thumbs
acceptance - muse a kisses muse b’s forehead and lingers
redemption - muse a holds muse b’s face together and rests their forehead against them
home - muse a pulls muse b closer until muse b’s face rests in the crook of muse a’s neck
finale - muse a wraps themself around muse b to keep them from harm
classics - muse a tends to muse b’s wounds with more care than necessary
honesty - muse a wipes muse b’s tears away from under their eyes
recovery - muse a rubs muse b’s back repeatedly to help work tension out their body
anxiety - muse a intertwines their fingers with muse b’s to ground themself
repose - muse a languidly slips into muse b’s arms while muse b is lying somewhere
subtlety - muse a gently brushes their hand over folds and wrinkles on muse b’s clothing
intimacy - muse a braids/brushes/works knots out of muse b’s hair
domesticity - muse a rests chin on muse b’s shoulder to read/see what they’re holding
second-nature - muse a runs their hand through muse b’s hair who’s leaning into them from behind
casual - muse a slinks their arms around muse b’s to sit closer
wounded - muse a sways muse b and themself back and forth as a soothing mechanism
care-taking - muse a rubs muse b’s arms repeatedly to get some warm into them
excuses - muse a brushes their thumb lightly against muse b’s rub some dirt/dust/etc away
courting - muse a rests one hand on muse b’s back and holds out the other for muse b to hold to help them climb up/down something
simplicity - muse a playfully runs their finger along the bridge of muse b’s nose in one swift motion
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silentswordxman:”
“Don’t call me that, you know I hated being called that.”
Link would never give up it wasn’t in him to do so. He simply needed to find some way around this. He believed that he had that way. Or at least the start of it. Perhaps he could lure Revali away from the console? Link was sure he could break whatever was happening to Revali by using the slate upon it. But, getting to it was the main problem. And knowing he couldn’t hurt Revali Link needed to be more cunning.
“You were always a better shot than me…”
Play to Revali’s ego it had always been one of his strongest aspects of him. Perhaps reminding him of things that gave him pride once might help.
There’s a moment of brief rustling of his feathers, that prideful streak was still within him. Still there and could be taken advantage of in the moment if one had the courage to try something.
A smirk if one could call it that spread across the Rito’s beak as he stood a little taller, grip still on the drawn bow but a mistake was his eyes left the HERO for a moment. Just a single moment as he began to chuckle.
“Took you long enough to notice that, I am the best shot in the village, maybe even Hyrule~”
That last word he spoke his eyes locked back to the Hylian suddenly, but what was the little one planning on doing, was he scared to try and hit him or distract him enough to slip away.
“I hope you don’t plan on just running away again, Link.”
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A soft chuckled left the demon's lips now as he rejoined his friend at her side now. He watched as slowly a few people did go to check on his discarded puppets. He wouldn't have allowed them to get hurt or tire out to the point of passing out.
Perhaps this was the slight effects of Mellie on him, not just by being his friend, again he hoped they were that at this point but also because she was his tie to this plane of existence, not a permeant one, considering he was still stuck on his ghostly plane, but it did help him to cross over if she needed him even for a flickering moment.
He may have had to do this before or may have done so by accident in moments he felt he may have needed to be protective over her. But only to scare more so than anything, Beetlejuice would still be the chaos bug he was always going to be.
But he knew his limits, a small look over to the crowd and he turned back to grin.
"I think that's probably a cue to calmly leave here. Not that anyone can tell I had anything to do with this, but let's not chance someone caught ya stunning dance moves alright?"
And with a smile he's going to wait to follow Mellie to the next place for the day.
Everyone else in the room was paying so much attention to the two main dancers, that they weren’t paying her any mind. So Mellie could fully dance around as though she had her own partner and enjoy the performance as well–two birds with one stone!
To her, it was interesting how they could feel the other one’s energies and play off that–to feel the other one’s happiness. Was this the joy of hanging out with a friend and causing chaos? If so, Mellie could very well get used to this. Well, in a way, the teenager already had.
Unfortunately because she was a teenage girl, there were limits to what she could and couldn’t handle; yet the limits weren’t too bad considering the whole added witchcraft thing. Yet she was a peaceful being at her core, probably would be in the years to come.
There’d been one incident, but since it’d been a while, she was no longer affected. Yet had no idea Beetlejuice kept this in mind.
If Mellie hadn’t been around the demon for some time, the tiny gasp she let out would’ve been louder and not so tiny when the dancers fell to the floor. Like puppets that were no longer needed. Yet she could tell the girls weren’t hurt, she could see them breathing even from a distance.
“I did a lot, actually–are they are goin’ to be out ‘or a while? I mean, should we get out of here…?”
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luteoflaughs:
Tomas flew through the air with a great sense of grace. He was one of the most thinner dragons so he tended to need to use the air currents in a more refined way to not lose his place within the skies. Tomas breathed some fire to then make smoke which he changed to make many wonderful shapes. All made out of the smoke! It looked very amazing how well they looked!
“See? I spelled out the names of our friends then put something special.”
The names of the many Artisans were shown in the sky. Then once that was done Tomas formed all the names into one big word that said Artisans. It was made of a rather big amount of smoke. Thankfully not too much.
From his spot Spyro watched in wonder as he looked to see what Tomas was doing. His eyes followed the form of the other as he flew and blew the fire to create the smoke, that he then shaped to the names of their friends.
Spyro couldn’t wait for the day that he could fly without the help of a power-up, because he enjoyed the flying but without being able to do so on his own it wasn’t often he got to do so.
When he changed those names of smoke to form the word Artisan, there was a small twinge of something in his heart. Something he couldn’t explain fully, he knew this was always going to be a home he could come back to, but seeing so much of the worlds now he had left the nest, perhaps a little earlier than he should have done so or planned to, but even though he knew it wasn’t his fault but he somehow still felt a little bit of guilt over this.
“Yeah, it’s really special Tomas...”
He smiled softly, feet nervously pawing at the grass now, he was happy to be here back home, but it wasn’t his only home anymore. But it would always be a very special place for him, his family that helped him grow was here.
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PSA- RESPECTING MUSES OF POWER
This has to be said because personally I am tired of having to establish this again and again. And it has to do with RESPECTING MUSES OF POWER. And this includes and it never limited any official canon stated titles and positions. Be it Ruthless Queens, Hard Kings, Gang Leaders, or Apocalyptic Masterminds with barb wired bats. Somewhere there is always a nice chunk of muses who are always trying to either; 1) Defy, 2) Rebel, or 3) 1 & 2 but with a try at badass snark. This PSA is concerning all of the above, and all that are included within the category of muses of power.
It is so important that this made clear that when being a MUSE OF POWER there is something that accompanies that and it is exactly that. POWER. Muses of power ACTUALLY hold a fair amount of ACTUAL power over most muses. Especially if it’s in their favored canon timeline. A Queen or King can have a man executed for speaking foul words against them, or the Apocalyptic Mastermind can have someone beat up and locked away because he damn well felt like it. That’s because they hold a certain amount of real power to do so. And it’s so important that with MUSES OF POWER that this is respected. I’m so tired of seeing muses try to be the FORCE OF GOOD or the REBEL OF LAW and the muns get all upset because the MUSE OF POWER in question reacted accordingly.
This is also me making note that a MUSE OF POWER is not required at all to be nice or friendly toward anyone, not everyone is kind or courteous. And neither is a MUSE OF POWER required to be so. Do not show up and expect someone to be loving of this or that muse just because sweet words were given.
IT IS ALSO RUDE TO USE STEREOTYPICAL NEGATIVE BELIEFS OR NEGATIVE TRAITS AND MISCONCEPTIONS JUST TO CREATE ONE SIDED ANGST FOR YOUR SIDE TO MAKE THE MUSE OF POWER LOOK LIKE AN ASSHOLE AND YOURS THE SWEET CORRUPTED INNOCENT.
If the defiance and rebuttal is plotted; then it is alright. Because both of the muns have a full understanding of what is happening and the consequences of said actions. WHICH THERE IS ALWAYS CONSEQUENCES WHERE MUSES OF POWER ARE CONCERNED. You insult someone or spit in their face- I can personally promise you something bad is going to happen. But again, plotted and planned, are always acceptable because as I said. Everyone is on an understanding and everyone is on the same page.
all in all: RESPECT MUSES OF POWER
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𝐏𝐒𝐀: 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄𝐒 & “𝐕𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒”
Writing with a dangerous muse can be really interesting and exciting, but there are some things to be mindful about to make the experience fun for everyone involved.
When interacting with a dangerous muse, keep in mind that it’s not the other mun’s responsibility to rein their muse in if your muse is constantly being rude. Antagonize a dangerous muse at your own risks! Especially if there was no prior plotting involved, taunting/insulting a dangerous muse can result in your muse getting injured or worse.
Sometimes, a muse is going to be more powerful than yours. It’s more likely to be the case when interacting with a very dangerous muse. It’s ok if your muse doesn’t always have the upper hand, it’s ok if your muse isn’t always the strongest, or the most dangerous. Power imbalances are fun, but they require compromise.
Remember that it’s not always fun for the mun if their dangerous muse only gets used for antagonistic purposes. Yes, of course, if someone is writing a “villain” or a very dangerous muse, they know it will lead to antagonistic threads. But it doesn’t mean they don’t want to explore other themes as well! All muses have nuances.
Don’t forget that muse ≠ mun. Even if someone is writing a muse that has done terrible things, it does not mean that they condone their muse’s actions, or agree with their muses.
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Sora softly chuckled at that, Matt the ninja, they could see that being a thing. Also probably just the fact that they had been lost in their own thoughts they weren’t really concentrating on the outside world. At least in this moment they were able to keep their cool to keep certain energies around them calm at least.
Rogue stressed magic, not the way for people to find out you have that.
“I...Uh...”
Sora’s mouth opened a few times before they looked down at their lap again, away from Matt as if unsure what or how to explain it. they would bite their lip now. A deep breathy sigh now as they clasped hands together.
“I was thinking about home...but it uh stirred up some bad thoughts because...”
A small shudder, a small little sound of a sniffle. For as far as Sora knew, because of the way they had left their world. Well it was like that had probably already happened that it was just going to keep on turning without them and no one would be the wiser.
Sora wiped at their face, they could feel the warm tears at the corners of their eyes when they did so.
“...I-I’m fine...sorry I just...being silly now, come on Sora...”
matthew watches over sora’s actions , ensuring that he didn’t step into their bubble , make them feel closed in or panicked in any way ; matt has had their fair share of panic attacks and anxiety and knows what it’s like when people get into your space when you’re trying to take a deep breath and r e c o l l e c t yourself . once they had fully calmed down , the smile on the brunet’s lips spread into a larger smile , showing his teeth . they were unsure really how sora went about situations like this . some people caught in the midst of self deprecation could react in anger due to fear , may try to laugh it off , or completely break down .
it seemed humor would be the route they were going down and matthew allow himself to play into it as well . he didn’t want to jerk the aura around and confused or overstimulate sora . at the apology , matthew easily raises his hand of pursing his lips and shaking his head . “ no , no , you don’t need to be sorry . sometimes your brain does crazy things sometimes and i totally get it , i’ve been there and have done it several times . “ they note their hands clasping into their palms , but chooses not to delve deeper on that .
at the comment of their quiet nature , he chuckles , shrugging . “ mayhaps i have been . “ they look around at the empty room , giving a small sigh . “ hey , i hate to ask , as i don’t know much about the situation and i don’t want to open any wounds , but were you in here trying to run away from someone or something , did someone upset you ? “ it didn’t sound as if they had intent to necessarily solve the issue , but more so wanted to know
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Oh, wow. It's Munday already. Put some of these in my askbox and I'll respond OOC.
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He was relived, he had been confident that Sora would agree, but there had been moments of doubt in himself being good enough for Sora. But this moment of relief it helped and he was at peace and happy.
For this night, this Knight was willing to be a little selfish, he was sure that she would understand. After all he had gone to her to rant about his feelings for Sora when he couldn't explain or before he confessed to Sora properly, Zelda had helped him with that.
He happily leant into the kisses and touch now, fingers locked in his hair made him melt, more so cause it was Sora doing so. Eyes locked as Link smiled a little mischeviously in nature as he moved to scoop Sora up, heading back towards.
"Then I think dear Husband, it would be rude to make you wait any longer...."
He leant down to press a passionate yet soft kiss now before he would speak softly now.
"I will always and forever be yours. My Heart, Soul and Body will always through all time be only yours, Sora.."
And with that he's heading back to their home, he's going to be selfish just a little for once before having to head into adventure again.
It was rather embarrassing for him really , to suddenly be married & in the process of taking the next step in his relationship with Link. He never thought he’d see the day considering how they were always traveling & fighting for Hyrule’s safety. Always putting other people & things before themselves , but that was just in their nature , wasn’t it?
For once they could be selfish& do what made them happy. Sadly , it wouldn’t last long because Destiny decided it was time for them to once again raise their swords &protect the people. An endless cycle , one he had vowed to break in another life. Where did he go wrong? What was he missing? He supposed he was missing the Triforce , or perhaps the key was somewhere else , but where? He shook his head , burying those negative thoughts because right now , his focus should be on his husband& their not so official honeymoon.
❛ I’ve … never done that kind of thing either. Not here , at least. It’s like a dream being able to call you my Husband. You don’t know how long I’ve wanted this. To be with you. To be your life partner. ❜ Seeing the blond’s face redder than that of a fire chuchu made his own face that way & he then gave a gentle squeeze to their hand before leading them into their small home.
Once inside , he guided Link all the way to their bed & then proceeded to gently shove the Hero onto it. A few minutes passed until he was finally able to summon up the courage to make a move. When he did though , he merely leaned over to place gentle kisses all over the blond’s face , hand being brought up in order to tangle his slender fingers in the soft golden locks of his now husband.
❛ I’ve waited for so long. My body waited for so long. Now I can finally give my all to you & only you. No matter how many years may pass , no matter the life —— all of me will always be yours. ❜
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Roxas stepped back instinctively when Sora did so as well. He had a moment where he thought he had perhaps overstepped the mark, the boundary of their closeness and relationship. He felt a tinge of guilt for bringing it up, for causing Sora to feel what he could suppose to be embarrassment.
About to maybe wave it off as teasing or something, he heard Sora speak as Roxas looked up to seeing him looking away. But his words, they rang clearly and true in his mind in that moment, the feeling in his chest, felt clear for the first time, not that he could fully explain it, but he was able to feel it clearly.
A feeling of loving trust for his somebody, no for Sora. Sora was more than just his somebody and while a seperate person he felt a part of him. So he reached out and lightly took a grip of the other's hand.
"I-I want to take it slowly...But I know, that if I ever do anything like that, it would be you. Only you. With only you. I've felt close to others but not in the way I feel about it with you, Sora..."
►THERE WAS A BLUSH ON HIS FACE , not expecting Roxas to react in such a way , much less say those words to him. His heart was hammering against his chest as he tried to speak. However , all that came out of him was a jumbled mess before he stepped back & waved his hands in front of himself frantically.
It took him a few seconds to compose himself & finally speak. His voice was soft & one could easily tell he was embarrassed. ❛ You can’t really mean that , surely there’s someone else far more worthy of you. I’ll admit , such thoughts have crossed my mind before considering you’re probably the one closest to me. ❜ He crossed his arms over his chest & looked off to the side. His Nobody had him feeling weird now , those dirty thoughts slowly creeping into his mind , again.
❛ But I meant what I said. I don’t want anyone else touching me anymore. I only want you & if you truly feel the same way , then —— we can try doing some stuff. At the very least I … want to make you feel good. After everything that has happened , I wholeheartedly believe you deserve only the best in life. ❜
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So i am back from holiday with my partner, may need a few more days before im back posting a few things because im still processing that my partner proposed to me and im now engaged ♡
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{ I coloured the thing and I really like how this turned out!! - @bishonenprince }
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Link hadn’t fully excepted this moment to be the moment in which this would happen, however he was honestly overjoyed with how Sora had reacted to the moment. He smiled softly as the other took one of the rings and it fit perfectly, like it was always meant to be there. He was generally good at telling things by eye but sometimes it could be a little out, he was glad this didn’t seem to be one of those times.
As he stood he carefully took the other ring to place on his own finger now. He knew it wasn’t the traditional ceremony of things and maybe one day, in which as much as things felt off right now, he hoped that soon he would be able to have that with Sora too. But this was enough for him too.
He moved now to place the hand with the ring on against Sora’s cheek his thumb lightly rubbing against the other’s cheek. He was perfect, the one he was proud to call his husband. The smile that softly shaped his lips grew wider and brighter as he leant over to press a soft kiss to his Husband’s lips.
Link went red slightly after this as the other spoke. He nodded slightly. He did know of traditions of what would happen and it would be a lie to say he hadn’t thought about doing such things with his beloved before now, he hadn’t wanted to push the other into anything.
“I want to...with you. I’ve never done anything like it before...But I want to with you, my Husband.”
The first time saying that out loud, had Link’s heart in his throat and his face was as red, or redder than a fire chuchu.
►SORA WAS NOT EXPECTING LINK to get on one knee. Much less have rings ready. His eyes were wide & sparkling , completely glossing over with emotion. Their love & connection , their bond—— it had been forged into something people could see now. Something they could wear & a reminder of just how much they meant to each other & their oath.
Cloud nine , that’s where he was right now & he didn’t want to be anywhere else but there. Without hesitation , he reached over to take a ring , swiftly placing it on his ring finger only to be pleasantly surprised by the fact that it indeed fit him perfectly. His Hero had a knack for eyeballing things. So much , he bet his now husband could buy him clothes without asking for his size or measuring him.
❛ Link these are perfect. Guess you were well prepared , huh? I love it. I love you. No matter what , I’ll stand by you. I’ll walk besides you as I always have. In this life & the next. That’s a promise. ❜ A blush crept up to his face , small laugh leaving his lips before he turned on his heel & began walking back to the village.
He was nervous as to what came next , but he was more than happy to take that step with Link. Only if his beloved felt the same way & wanted it though. ❛ You … know what comes next , right? Do you want … to do that with me? You can say no , I don’t mind either way. ❜
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𝟏𝟎𝟎 𝑵𝑶𝑵𝑽𝑬𝑹𝑩𝑨𝑳 𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑷𝑻𝑺 . ( a collection of 100 nonverbal action prompts . mature and potentially triggering themes are present . add “ + reverse ” to swap assigned roles .)
∗ o1﹕ sender tucks hair out of receiver’s face .
∗ o2﹕ sender offers receiver a bite from their fork .
∗ o3﹕ sender places their feet / legs in receiver's lap .
∗ o4﹕ sender offers receiver an earbud to share their music .
∗ o5﹕ sender comforts receiver in the aftermath of a nightmare .
∗ o6﹕ sender gives receiver company in the hospital .
∗ o7﹕ sender wraps their arms around a hysterical receiver to calm them .
∗ o8﹕ sender shows up at receiver’s home late at night .
∗ o9﹕ sender falls asleep leaning against receiver .
∗ 1o﹕ sender wields a [ gun / knife ] at receiver .
∗ 11﹕ sender runs their fingers through receiver’s hair .
∗ 12﹕ sender invites receiver to dance .
∗ 13﹕ sender takes a [ picture / video ] of receiver .
∗ 14﹕ sender places their head in receiver’s lap .
∗ 15﹕ sender and receiver make eye contact across a busy room .
∗ 16﹕ sender pushes receiver against a wall to kiss them .
∗ 17﹕ sender and receiver cook together .
∗ 18﹕ sender comes to receiver after being injured .
∗ 19﹕ sender sits in receiver’s lap .
∗ 2o﹕ sender lifts receiver's chin , invoking eye contact .
∗ 21﹕ sender overtakes receiver in combat .
∗ 22﹕ sender finds receiver [ injured / bloodied ] .
∗ 23﹕ sender straightens an article of receiver’s clothes .
∗ 24﹕ sender crawls into bed with receiver .
∗ 25﹕ sender rolls their eyes at receiver .
∗ 26﹕ sender lights receiver’s [ cigarette / joint ] .
∗ 27﹕ sender is caught wearing receiver's clothes .
∗ 28﹕ sender strikes receiver with a pillow .
∗ 29﹕ sender writes a note on receiver’s skin : [ note ] .
∗ 3o﹕ sender wraps a blanket around receiver’s shoulders .
∗ 31﹕ sender runs and jumps into receiver’s arms .
∗ 32﹕ sender shoves receiver out of anger .
∗ 33﹕ sender hovers over receiver’s shoulder as they complete a task .
∗ 34﹕ sender is found by receiver somewhere they shouldn’t be .
∗ 35﹕ sender curls up against receiver in their sleep .
∗ 36﹕ sender is found drunk by receiver .
∗ 37﹕ sender throws an item of sentiment bitterly at receiver .
∗ 38﹕ sender joins receiver in the shower .
∗ 39﹕ sender is caught following receiver .
∗ 4o﹕ sender traces one of receiver’s [ scars / bruises ] .
∗ 41﹕ sender twines their fingers with receiver’s .
∗ 42﹕ sender barges into receiver’s home unannounced .
∗ 43﹕ sender kicks receiver’s shin beneath a table .
∗ 44﹕ sender aggressively shoves past receiver .
∗ 45﹕ sender kisses receiver’s [ forehead / cheek ] .
∗ 46﹕ sender pulls receiver out of harm’s way .
∗ 47﹕ sender is found sobbing by receiver .
∗ 48﹕ sender locks receiver out of their room .
∗ 49﹕ sender brings receiver [ coffee / tea ] in the morning .
∗ 5o﹕ sender rests their forehead against receiver’s .
∗ 51﹕ sender plays a song for receiver that reminds them of them : [ song ] .
∗ 52﹕ sender takes a [ punch / stab / bullet ] meant for receiver .
∗ 53﹕ sender buys receiver a drink at a bar .
∗ 54﹕ sender needs receiver’s help getting in the bath .
∗ 55﹕ sender and receiver cross paths in the kitchen late at night .
∗ 56﹕ sender twists receiver’s arm behind their back .
∗ 57﹕ sender winks at receiver .
∗ 58﹕ sender is found collapsed by receiver .
∗ 59﹕ sender prevents an injured receiver from getting up .
∗ 6o﹕ sender claps a hand over receiver’s mouth to silence them .
∗ 61﹕ sender cages receiver against a [ wall / the floor ] with their arms .
∗ 62﹕ sender storms away from receiver during an argument .
∗ 63﹕ sender is found by receiver sleeping in receiver’s bed .
∗ 64﹕ sender [ applies / touches up ] receiver’s makeup .
∗ 65﹕ sender throws receiver into a wall during combat .
∗ 66﹕ sender dances sensually with receiver .
∗ 67﹕ sender strikes receiver across the face .
∗ 68﹕ sender places their hand on receiver’s leg while driving .
∗ 69﹕ sender pulls a chair out from under receiver .
∗ 7o﹕ sender catches receiver’s wrist when they turn to leave .
∗ 71﹕ sender leaves an intimate mark on receiver .
∗ 72﹕ sender beats receiver in a video game .
∗ 73﹕ sender and receiver stand in stunned silence after a fight .
∗ 74﹕ sender cares for receiver while they’re sick .
∗ 75﹕ sender and receiver go on a hike .
∗ 76﹕ sender is caught snooping in receiver’s things .
∗ 77﹕ sender and receiver cuddle while watching television .
∗ 78﹕ sender throws something aggressively at receiver .
∗ 79﹕ sender creeps up behind receiver to scare them .
∗ 8o﹕ sender and receiver go shopping together .
∗ 81﹕ sender helps receiver [ dye / style ] their hair .
∗ 82﹕ sender draws receiver into a kiss by the back of their neck .
∗ 83﹕ sender is discovered having a panic attack by receiver .
∗ 84﹕ sender accidentally injures receiver during sparring .
∗ 85﹕ sender grabs receiver roughly by the hair .
∗ 86﹕ sender brings receiver to their knees during combat .
∗ 87﹕ sender shows receiver evidence of a lie they told .
∗ 88﹕ sender winks [ seductively / mockingly ] at receiver .
∗ 89﹕ sender yells at receiver to put their hands in the air .
∗ 9o﹕ sender helps receiver patch up a wound .
∗ 91﹕ sender holds receiver as they cry .
∗ 92﹕ sender silently and angrily points receiver towards the door .
∗ 93﹕ sender gestures for receiver to sit down .
∗ 94﹕ sender pulls receiver into their lap .
∗ 95﹕ sender cradles receiver’s face .
∗ 96﹕ sender tackles receiver out of the way of danger .
∗ 97﹕ sender has hidden an injury from receiver , and receiver finds out .
∗ 98﹕ sender confronts receiver about their unhealthy behavior .
∗ 99﹕ sender proposes to receiver .
∗ 1oo﹕ sender has just died , receiver finds out .
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{ did I do slightly angsty but happy husbands reunions after one of them kinda went on a journey under a certain castle and maybe had to do some more falling to find his husband again....Nope that couldn't be me.... }
@bishonenprince
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