HEY. so I think im gonna start writing on discord more so if anyones still interested in writing with Grenn I will definitely be writing him on there. Like for my discord.
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HEY. so I think im gonna start writing on discord more so if anyones still interested in writing with Grenn I will definitely be writing him on there. Like for my discord.

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AGGRESSION // SEXUAL TENSION .
acts that could be aggressive // or a little bit sexy // or both. send a symbol from your muse to mine. feel free to combine actions or add specifics even when it doesn’t ask for it ! can send non - sexually as well.
THREATENING
🔪 // put a knife to my muse’s throat .
🖐️ // put a hand around my muse’s throat .
👕 // slide a weapon up under my muse’s shirt ( can specify ) .
👔 // grab my muse by the collar & pull them closer .
🔒 // lock my muse in a room alone with your muse .
🗩 // verbally threaten my muse ( please specify ) .
PINNING
🔙 // push my muse against a wall .
📌 // pin my muse’s wrists above their head .
🔵 // grab my muse hard enough to leave a bruise .
🔑 // handcuff my muse .
➰ // tie my muse to a chair .
⭕ // restrain my muse with an item of clothing ( please specify ) .
🚨 // push my muse to the ground & straddle them .
📢 // tell my muse ‘ stop squirming ! ’ .
🔗 // otherwise restrain my muse ( please specify ) .
LIGHTER
👀 // grab my muse’s jaw & direct their gaze towards yours .
⚡ // tug my muse’s hair .
⚠️ // bite my muse ( can specify where ) .
😏 // give my muse a hickey .
✂️ // run fingernails over my muse’s skin & scratch them .
💦 // cover my muse’s mouth .
DARKER
💋 // give my muse a kiss that draws blood .
🗡️ // cut my muse with a knife ( can specify where ) .
💀 // kidnap my muse .
😶 // put a hand over my muse’s nose & mouth .
💥 // tighten something around my muse’s throat that restricts their blood - flow / oxygen supply ( please specify ) .
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❥ 𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍 [ 𝐀 𝐒𝐘𝐌𝐁𝐎𝐋 𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐄 ] .
designed for muses with a bit of unresolved tension between them , but can be used for any circumstances you see fit !!
♡ 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄 : add ‘ + 🔁 ’ to reverse the roles .
📖 : my muse discovers your muse reading a diary entry that my muse wrote about yours .
💅 : your muse paints my muse’s nails .
🚿 : my muse accidentally moans while your muse washes their hair .
👕 : your muse helps my muse get dressed after my muse sustains an injury or illness .
🛏️ : our muses are forced by circumstance to share a bed for the night .
🧼 : your muse bathes mine after my muse sustains an injury or illness .
🙏 : our muses’ hands brush as they walk side by side .
💢 : your muse picks mine up & carries them over their shoulder .
👁️ : your muse is watching mine sleep , when my muse suddenly wakes up & catches them .
🚬 : my muse steals a cigarette ( or lollipop ) from your muse & puts it in their mouth .
🎐 : our muses slow dance together .
🧦 : your muse walks in on my muse changing clothes .
🎀 : your muse brushes my muse’s hair .
💍 : our muses are mistaken for a couple by someone else .
👔 : your muse notices that my muse’s shirt is open & goes to ‘ fix it ’ .
👗 : my muse sees yours all dressed up .
🪑 : my muse is ‘ forced ’ to sit on your muse’s lap ( due to a lack of chairs , faulty seatbelt , etc . )
🍆 : your muse makes a suggestive joke but my muse actually acts on it .
Hey guys! im gonna be around all day today so if anyone wants to plot anything or wants me to send some memes give this post a like. also if i owe you a starter please remind me cause i have the memory of a goldfish.

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a dull thudding bounced off the moss covered walls of Kaer Morhen. Grenn had only been there a handful of times in his many years. most more recently, since the sacking and extinction of his own school he had found the wolves and more so Vesemir to be a welcoming substitution. he sat on one of the high walls overlooking the courtyard where Cirilla - the continents newest witcher - trained below. her long sword jabbing and hacking with precision at the straw filled training dummy.
his back against the cool stone and the mountain breeze over his cheek his gaze was focused on the sketchbook in his lap. his fingers were stained silver with graphite as he conjured an image onto the blank paper - it was that of an archgriffin. one he had fought many years ago but the mark it left on him still remained (a pearly slip of marred skin over his left hip) once the inital sketch of the beast was complete he turned to the more anatomical details.. the pattern of his feathers, intricate bones in its front paws. the way its claws retracted.
he is distracted from finishing his sketch by the sound of wood splintering. he looks down to the courtyard below to see the training dummy on the floor, straw poking through the holes in its hessian tunic. he smirks to himself and closes his book.
‘’ maybe you should try a partner a little more challenging ? ‘’
nonverbal starters prompts featuring nonverbal scenarios.
guide take them by the hand, arm, or shoulder to guide them.
shelter protect them.
shove push them.
loop drape an arm around their shoulders.
touch a gentle touch like rubbing their back, hugging them, holding their hand.
kiss a kiss on the cheek, knuckles, forehead, in their hair.
palm smack them upside the head.
bed rest gently push them back down when they try getting out of bed.
aid help them with a task.
note pass a note to them.
cry wipe away their tears.
wash wipe something off their forehead, cheek, so on.
bandage patch them up when they get hurt.
heal take care of them when they get sick.
book silently read a story with them.
carry pick them up.
scrap punch them.
cherry find blood on them.
sit help them sit down.
medical wake up in the hospital and find them holding their hand.
steer place a hand under their chin to make them look up.
beat dance with them.
stare stare them down.
off track get lost with them.
no shaking their head in disagreement.
yes nodding their head in agreement.
rush tackle them to the ground.
open hold the door open for them.
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the house was quiet. he could hear the old beams creaking under the weight of rough stone. the rats in the cellar and bats in the attic. it didnt take long for vermin to take over an empty house in Novigrad. saltpeter, aether and quebrith painted a path of blue white and yellow to the front door which remained closed. the only light in the house was a small candle in the corner of the room - it was all he needed - he also didnt wish to alert the witch hunters to his presence in the mages house. inside was a wreck. tables, cabinets, armours upturned and emptied. ingredients once used for making potions were now staining the carpets - along with blood.
his medallion hums lowly. there is some magical presence within the vicinity but frustratingly he cannot locate it. De Vleester owed him coin. he had a contract to collect sewant mushrooms and drowner brains from the sewers beneath the city, it had turned out to be a much more arduous task than Grenn had initially thought. Vleester had failed to mention the pops’ mould that was rampant down there, and the drowners were the least of his worries. whilst clearing out the drowners he found an ekimarra had made its lair down there.
by the time he had completed his contract and returned to De Vleesters residence he found it ramshackled. he learned from neighbours that witch hunters had ceased the mage and burnt him at the stake in the central square. of course. he waited until night fell to break into the house. it wasn’t hard - they had broken the lock when they forced entry. he spent the evening looking for the coin he was owed - or anything of any value he could sell. but it was either broken or gone. his search led him to the attic. as he opened drawers and opened crates he hears footsteps downstairs. too light to be witch hunters, their heavy armour weighs them down, their footsteps firm and heavy. he listens more intently, his attention now drawn from his search to the stranger downstairs. slowly he rises to his feet, he reaches for the sword at his back though finds it missing. he left it downstairs when he entered the building , he could search quicker without the blade strapped to his back. he curses himself as he peeks around the banister rail down the narrow staircase. he see’s the hem of a dress and a slither of pale skin. plucks a steel dagger from the table on the landing and begins to descend down the stairs.
its a few steps before he see’s her clearly, long dark hair and flowing dress. he vaguely recognises her posture and movements. the quiet clinking of the metal plate she wears over her dress. he only knew one woman to dress in such a fashion. he relaxes his posture and leans against the strong beam at the bottom of the stair case, holding the dagger between his two index fingers.
‘’ Phillipa Eilhart. . you’re a wanted woman.’’

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