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Little Songbird
"I've lived a million lifetimes, and darling with you I'll live a million more, even if it's just for tonight."
{Indie - semi selective, fandomless Siren OC. Mun and Muse are 21+}
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My muse was unexpectedly kidnapped, and was never able to be found. A year later, your muse comes across an old abandoned building, and finds my muse tied up, wounded, and barely alive. What is your muse's reaction?
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touch-starved starters!!
❝ no one’s ever done that to me before. ❞
❝ could you play with my hair? ❞
❝ i can’t remember the last time i did this with someone. ❞
❝ that feels nice. ❞
❝ i haven’t been hugged in years. ❞
❝ i never want to let go. ❞
❝ let’s just cuddle forever. ❞
❝ you put your arm around me and i literally felt my knees buckle, this is so pathetic. ❞
❝ i just want to be held for a little while. ❞
❝ you’re legally obligated to keep holding me. ❞
❝ i think i forgot what human contact felt like. ❞
❝ i need to remember what hugs feel like. ❞
❝ do you mind if we stay like this for a little longer? ❞
❝ my family was never the touchy-feely type. ❞
❝ i’ve never been in a relationship before, so i don’t really know how to do the whole…kissing thing. ❞
❝ you were my first kiss. ❞
❝ could we cuddle, like, platonically? ❞
❝ i’m in desperate need of a hug. ❞
❝ i didn’t even know i was ticklish there! ❞
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nonsexual acts of intimacy --- select from the following for my muse to respond to:
♔ : Finding your muse wearing their clothes
♕ : Holding hands
♖ : Having their hair washed by your muse
♗ : Your muse falling asleep with their head in my muse’s lap.
♘ : Cuddling in a blanket fort
♙ : Sharing a bed
♚ : Head scratches
♛ : Sharing a dessert
♜ : Shoulder rubs
♝ : Reading a book together
♞ : Caring for each other while ill (specify which party is which)
♟ : Patching up a wound
♤ : Taking a bath together
♧ : Your muse playing with their hair
♡ : Accidentally falling asleep together
♢ : Forehead or cheek kisses
♠ : Your muse adjusting their jewelry/neck tie/ etc.
♣ : Back scratches
♥ : Your muse crying about something
♦ : Slow dancing
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Soft Affection
Send in an icon for my muse to:
🎀 Play with your muse’s hair
✋ brush fingers/hold hands
👉 Gently poke or prod yours
💐 give a gift
🎎 sit close enough to brush knees/lean against yours
🛌 take a nap with yours
🖐 tracing fingers against your muse’ skin or over a scar/other
🍫 quietly hand over a treat/food item
☺ stroke your muse’s cheek/face
🧥 be found wearing your muse’s sweater/coat/article of clothing
✨+ add your own
🐱 to reverse
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Fake relationship
“I’ll buy you coffee if you hold my hand for five minutes.”
“Please just pretend you know me.”
“I thought you’d never show up!”
“One date to meet the family. Would you really say no to free food?”
“You only have to wear the ring until they notice.”
“What’s the harm if we’re never going to see each other again?”
“But I don’t even know your name!”
“I’m not sure we can pull this off.”
“They’re going to be furious if they find out.”
“I get to have a sexy partner for a day, and you get to have a story to tell your grandchildren.”
“Just kiss me and act like you do it every day.”
“If you keep staring at me like that, everyone’s going to see right through us.”
“Well, darling? Aren’t you going to introduce me to your friends?”
“I know we’re strangers, but can you at least hug me back?”
“I’ll do all the talking, you just stand there and look pretty.”
“I can’t do this! I’m the worst liar ever!”
“I’ll do it, but only if we get to go on a real date later.”
“Look, I only hacked into your account to change your relationship status.”
“You look terrified. Please smile before someone thinks I threatened you.”
“This is temporary, I promise!”
“This is only temporary, right?”
“So how long do you need me to be your secret spouse?”
“I think you’re mistaking me for someone charming.”
“Of all the people here, why me?”
“Don’t flatter yourself, you just happened to be closest.”
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Sinday deserves a smooch! Send 👄 to kiss my muse
romantically or platonically on the cheek
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Send "Tender Kisses" for My Muse's reaction to Yours coming up and Kissing Mine on their neck while they are working..
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"Even better then," she grinned, taking the coffee graciously. It was. Going to be a long day for her. She'd been trying to do research on others like herself seeing as she'd never met another siren in all her 900 years. It had been difficult though, to sort what was fact from fiction.
"It's a jazz lounge, so the music is a bit outdated anyway," she grinned.
"Its more or less all I do. It just has so much soul, you know?" After she spoke, she took a small sip of the still steaming coffee and hummed.
"Its perfect. I'll see you tonight," she beamed before moving to sit on her own in a corner of the bookstore.
She spent her day doing research before she had to go home to change and get ready. She had people say they'd come all the time that didn't, but secretly she really hoped to see him tonight.
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Christina was no stranger to the hustle and bustle of serving. The only difference was this was a coffee shop and she worked at a diner. She’d been in here enough times in the last few weeks since she’d moved here to know the mid day rush could get hectic, so she had no problem waiting patiently at the counter for the young man behind it to finish working with other guests. It was her day off anyway. She didn’t have anywhere to be until her show at one of the lounges downtown tonight. Thank God… It was a foot in the door at least. Her first gig in weeks. She was starving. Luring someone in was always easier when she sang.
When he stepped back up to the counter, she stepped forward, petite fingers brushing her blonde hair away from her face.
“Hey again,” She grinned. She’d been in almost every day and the day before he seemed like he remembered her, so she hoped she wasn’t making a fool of herself.
Her laptop was under her arm as icy hues looked up to the drink menu.
“I don’t want the same thing again…” She muttered before her face seemed to light up with an idea.
“You know what, surprise me with something you like,” she mused.
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Christina's hands trembled gently as she picked up what she could. The rest would call for a broom. Her manager glanced to her before muttering something about being more careful. She nodded, not daring to speak. She didn't need him to blow up. Especially not in front of a customer... Again.
She hurried to the back to grab the broom and dustpan before coming back up and cleaning up the rest of the mess.
She glanced around before moving back to the brunette's table.
"Thank you.... You didn't have to put yourself out there like that, and he won't put the dishes on your tab. If he tries I'll take them off," she promised.
"I'm sorry I got emotional. It's been a rough week," she admitted. That and she was fucking starving but she couldn't exactly say that part out loud.
"My name is Chrissy...." Not that the other asked for her name. She just felt terrible.
"Is there anything I can do to repay you? I swear you may have just saved my job. My manager is a bit of a prick, and well....I'm new to serving so mistakes have been abundant."
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A smile spread over Christina’s face as she set the plate of food she’d been carrying on the young woman’s table, a tray with more food still balanced almost perfectly.
“Did you need anything else love?” She asked, looking to the brunette.
“I could bring you a refill after I drop these off,” she offered, making a move to step back to turn around. She hadn’t realized someone was behind her though. Sadly she realized just a few seconds too late before both food and glass shattered to the ground, making a mess. She was already sure she could hear her manager fuming from the back.
“I’m so sorry!” She exclaimed as the person she’d run into scurried away.
Her cheeks were red and there were tears already forming when she turned back to the woman she’d just served though she didn’t dare let them fall.
“I didn’t get any on you, did I?” She asked as she immediately dropped to her knees, starting to clean up.
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Her smile grew as he spoke, a laugh bubbling up.
"I prefer my tea in the evenings. The rasperry sounds good though. I'll take that and some cream in my coffee please," she nodded, deciding that was the way to go. She watched him a moment reaching into her bag for her wallet. She placed some money on the counter for him.
"Keep the chsnge as your tip, and uh.... I just wanted to ask.... Are you a fan of music?" She questioned, putting her wallet back only to reach for a flyer and offer it to him.
"I have a show tonight at a lounge down town and I thought maybe you might like to go," she'd had her eye on him for awhile. Not as a meal.....probably. Just merely as an interest for the moment.
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Christina was no stranger to the hustle and bustle of serving. The only difference was this was a coffee shop and she worked at a diner. She’d been in here enough times in the last few weeks since she’d moved here to know the mid day rush could get hectic, so she had no problem waiting patiently at the counter for the young man behind it to finish working with other guests. It was her day off anyway. She didn’t have anywhere to be until her show at one of the lounges downtown tonight. Thank God… It was a foot in the door at least. Her first gig in weeks. She was starving. Luring someone in was always easier when she sang.
When he stepped back up to the counter, she stepped forward, petite fingers brushing her blonde hair away from her face.
“Hey again,” She grinned. She’d been in almost every day and the day before he seemed like he remembered her, so she hoped she wasn’t making a fool of herself.
Her laptop was under her arm as icy hues looked up to the drink menu.
“I don’t want the same thing again…” She muttered before her face seemed to light up with an idea.
“You know what, surprise me with something you like,” she mused.
@hellsforbes
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