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so, i absolutely love cooking! it's a passion of mine, i've been cooking for my family for years, people seem to find my food edible enough, and i recently found myself unable to cook at all for about a week, resulting in this little list coming into existence! i'm most likely going to make more of these, simply because the dynamics in a kitchen are varied as hell, right? we have romantic couples who cook together as a hobby, there's professional restaurant kitchen settings, baking oriented stuff, cooking with kids, there's a LOT to be done w the topic! so these are more for the chaos of someone who cannot boil an egg to save their life, vs. someone who enjoys cooking and is widely considered to be a dab hand at it! DO NOT ADD TO THIS LIST! but i do hope you enjoy it as much as i enjoyed making it!
" hey, hey, it's okay! we'll scrape off the burnt bits! "
" here, let me chop the onions, okay? you can dice the peppers and beef; just be sure to do them on separate boards, yeah? "
" you... you know the wine was for the stew, don't you?! "
" i swear to you, i don't know how this happened. i followed every single instruction, word for word! "
" taste this and tell me what you think! "
" oh my god... this is AMAZING! you should have your own cooking show! "
" you're kidding me! no way this whole thing is vegan! it's just too good! "
" so, um... i might have possibly accidentally tipped the entire jar of cayenne pepper into the soup... and by might have, i mean definitely. "
" i think i'm gonna have to ask you to leave the kitchen before you hurt somebody. "
" it says here to fold in the eggs... now, tell me, how exactly does one do that? "
" i might have over-exaggerated my cooking skills... and blown up the oven. "
" look, it sounds gross, but i'm telling you, when it's cooked right, it's the best thing ever! "
" i lied to my date and now they think i'm this amazing cook when i'm absolutely not, so please, can you spare me the lecture and just teach me how to cook? "
" woah, woah, woah... try chopping like this. yeah, that's it. you won't chop off your hand this way. "
" so, um... how exactly did it manage to stay frozen solid on the inside, but scorch to a crisp on the outside? "
" okay, remember when it asked for fifty grams of sugar? yeah. i accidentally used salt. "
" well, at least we know the smoke alarms work, right? "
" i ruined three knives, i have a roast chicken embedded in my ceiling, my oven officially needs therapy, and so do i! wanna call it quits and order a pizza? "
" i swear, you're one of those kitchen gods who can make ice cubes taste fantastic! "
" this is the fun part! take that tenderiser, and beat the absolute crap out of that pile of steaks. "
" i'm trying so hard not to judge you right now, but... onion goggles?! "
" how on earth did you get pasta sauce on the ceiling? "
" you know every single firefighter in town knows my name? and my top three favorite comfort foods to bring each time i trigger the fire alarm? yeah. that's my culinary reputation. "
" hey. it's okay. this isn't the first time i've burnt dinner. i have taco bell on speed dial. "
" sometimes recipes just don't work out. and that's okay! what matters is that you tried. "
" i didn't realize it was even possible to burn water! "
" ah... i see where you went wrong. the recipe uses paprika. this is chilli powder. "
" quit eating the batter, or we'll have no cupcakes at all! "
" no! no way. i'm not tasting anything cooked by you; not since your orange juice gave me food poisoning. "
" the last time i tried to cook, my pot roast ended up on fire and put a hole in my dry wall. i had to hang paintings over it until i could refill the crater. "
" no, you cannot cook chicken medium-rare. wanna know why? because that means it's raw. and you'll end up with food poisoning. and i'll have to tell you what a moron you were to even think that was an acceptable thing to do in the first place. "
" i thought you teaching me how to cook would be all soft and friendly, like the great british bake-off! but it's more like hell's kitchen. "
" no tears in my kitchen, thank you! "
" six fires in three hours is your personal best! only problem is, we're making fruit salad... "
" i understand that it's meant to be salted caramel, but... exactly how much salt did you use?! "
blood, blood, gallons of the stuff ! a collection of icky, bloody prompts for those who like to choose violence. actions are reversible. general warning for blood, violence, murder, death.
đđżđžđşđ´đ˝ :
" that's a lot of blood. "
" it isn't mine. "
" what did you do ? "
[ sigh ] " what did you do ? "
" come on. have a taste. "
" holy shit, are you okay ? "
" it looks worse than it feels. "
" you should see the other guy. "
" it's a good look on you. you should get covered in blood more often. "
" lean on me. "
" oh my god. oh my god, oh my god, what the fuck ? is that what i fucking think it is ? "
" . . . gross. "
[ standing over a body ] " oops. "
" is that a fucking body ? "
" look, i'm sorry, okay ? "
" what the hell happened ? "
" before you say anything, it wasn't me. "
" at least it wasn't me this time. "
" look at me. this is who i am, no matter how much you pretend it isn't. "
" look at me. this is who i am, no matter how much you wish it wasn't. "
" i'm not scared of you. "
" you don't scare me. "
" shut up and let me help you. "
" i got your shirt all bloody. "
" let's get you cleaned up. "
" that looks like it hurts. "
" i'm fine, just. . . give me a minute. "
" we are so fucked. "
" what the fuck is wrong with you ? "
" are you gonna help me clean it up or not ? "
" the fucker deserved it. "
" red looks good on you. "
" what the hell did you do ; tap - dance all over the body with ice - skates ? "
" what, did you run over the body with your car a couple times after ? "
" i. . . i didn't mean to. . . "
" sorry. fuck, i'm sorry. "
" this isn't what it looks like. "
" it was an accident. "
" motherfucker ran right into my knife, i swear. "
" people need to look both ways before crossing. . . bullets. "
" would you believe me if i said wrong place, wrong time ? "
" hey, look at me. i don't care. are you okay ? "
" they deserved it, right ? please tell me they deserved it. "
" you're bleeding. "
" what the fuck happened to you ? "
" you're getting blood on the carpet. "
" sit down before you fall down. "
" that looks like a you problem. "
đđ˝đđżđžđşđ´đ˝ :
sender spits out a mouthful of blood at receiver's feet
sender spits out a mouthful of blood on receiver
receiver finds sender covered in blood
sender tries desperately to stop receiver's bleeding
sender helps receiver clean up after a kill
sender wipes blood from receiver's face with a washcloth
sender wipes blood from receiver's face with their thumb
sender licks receiver's blood off a knife
sender licks receiver's blood off their thumb
sender lights up a cigarette a foot away from someone they killed before offering one to receiver
receiver finds sender stood over a body
sender stitches up receiver's wound [ optional wound placement ]
sender digs their finger into receiver's wound [ optional wound placement ]
sender frantically checks receiver for injuries under all the blood
sender guides receiver's bloody hands under a faucet / water source and begins washing them clean
sender bites receiver hard enough to draw blood
sender tilts receiver's head back to staunch a nosebleed
sender draws a smiley face out of the blood they spilled :)
receiver finds sender cleaning up a kill in a daze
sender looks receiver in the eye as they shoot / stab / kill someone
sender ruffles receiver's hair, getting blood all over their hand
sender gets some of receiver's blood on them and makes a face
sender flicks blood at receiver to annoy them
sender stomps in a pool of blood to splash it on receiver
sender slips in their victim's blood but receiver steadies them before they can fall
sender steadies receiver when they slip in the blood sender spilled
receiver comes home to sender covered in blood and waiting for them with all the lights off
sender spits out a tooth and it hits receiver
sender tries to wipe blood off receiver but the blood on their hands just makes it worse
sender takes an injury meant for receiver
sender shows up on receiver's doorstep covered in blood
sender sits down quietly next to receiver after receiver kills someone
sender punches receiver in the mouth
receiver watches sender lick the blood off their fingers like its cheeto dust
sender helps receiver bury a body
sender hugs receiver just to get their victim's blood all over them <3
sender hugs receiver just to get their blood all over them <3
sender leans on receiver for support
sender kills someone to protect receiver
receiver finds sender in a frenzy maiming a body after they've already killed it
sender kills someone and the blood spatters on receiver
receiver finds sender desperately trying to wash the blood off of themself
sender kisses receiver to taste the blood on their busted lip
sender shoots / stabs receiver non - fatally as a warning
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â close your eyes and hold out your hands. â â what are you smiling at? â â i canât leave you alone for one minute, can i? â â was it you? did you do all this? â â i donât know how you do this every day⌠â â that is not an appropriate question to ask a lady youâve just met. â â iâm not sorry. â â i did warn you not to trust me. â â do you remember anything? at all? â â youâre lucky youâre cute. â â why donât you just kill me? â â did you hurt yourself? â â i could show you the way. â â i donât feel so good. â â you owe me a dinner. a very nice dinner. â â donât go. please. â â you wanna know what your problem is? â â iâm here to drink alone. â â donât run away from this. â â iâm just saying, murder is an option. â â i didnât realize you were in so much pain. â â i guess it runs in the family, huh? â â you wouldnât understand. â â weâve been through a lot. i think we should just lay low and take it easy. â â dangerous to be out so late. â â i hope you havenât been standing out in the cold this whole time. â â i made a mistake. â â am i not good enough? â â iâm going to get you out of here. â â why did you bring me here? â â arenât we in a good mood today? â â donât shut me out. please. â â the stormâs getting worse. â â i never meant to hurt you. â â youâre about as intimidating as a butterfly. â â have you come to laugh at me in my miserable state? â â here, take this. youâll catch a cold. â â this is the part where you leave. â â why are you talking like weâll never see each other again? â â you stepped on my foot! â â youâre not a very convincing liar. â â weâre in completely different leagues. â â how did you find me? â â i donât need you anymore. â â rough day today? â â snap out of it! â â you look better in my clothes than i do. â â why are you still here? â â can i ask⌠what happened? â â are you saying you care about me? â â i wonât let anyone hurt you. â â itâs not stealing if it was mine to begin with. â â well, this is where i live. â â weâre not so different after all. â â how long have i been asleep? â â no more lies, no more secrets. â â can you forgive me? â â i thought you⌠i saw you get shot. â â why are you really here? â â i wish we never met. â â you look like you need a hug. â â would you run away with me? â â see? iâm not just a pretty face. â â we can stop them. i can help you. â â what now? iâm tired. â â i didnât want you to see me like this. â â i canât do this without you. â â if you tell me yours, iâll tell you mine. â â are you threatening me? â â did you ever care about me? â â treat me like the princess that i am! â â iâm not leaving you. â â why did you come? â â i need your help⌠and you need mine. â â i wish i could hate you. â â i see you donât recognize me. well, it was a long time ago. â â youâve lost a lot of blood. â â i had my suspicions, but until now i wasnât sure. â â thereâs nothing left for me here. â â that is⌠literally illegal. youâre describing something illegal. â â wait. iâve heard that sound before. â â just try to hang on. â â so whyâs it so important anyway? â â iâll stay in tonight, thanks. â â we canât keep going on like this. â â in about a minute, youâll be sorry you didnât listen to me. â â is this seat taken? sorry, itâs a bit crowded here. â â you canât leave me here alone! â â iâll believe it when i see it. â â why are you laughing? this is a very serious situation. â â i bought two. here. â â iâve seen you before, walking by. â â why canât i come with you? â â c'mon. arenât you worried what might happen if we go? â â walk with me? â â itâs very rude to stare. â â how many times have i told you? you canât visit me here. â â we canât fix this. can we? â â are you going to kill me? â â itâs not like you can stop me. â â itâs not safe for people to see us together. â â take me with you. â â some risks are worth taking. â â let them go. take me instead. â â what do you want in exchange for it? â â is being drunk an excuse? â â promise me you wonât overreact. â â how can i possibly trust you? after all youâve done. â â how long have you been standing there? â â why did you wake me? â â iâm not here to talk about my feelings. â â you were going to leave without saying goodbye? â â for some reason, iâm attracted to you. â â promise me? â â itâs nothing, iâm just tired. â â i feel safe with you. â â i donât need your help. â â i think i have a bit more experience with this thing than you do. â â no way, iâm not doing that. â â i do care. â â you snore in your sleep. itâs adorable. â â i have a spare bed. â â youâre very kind. some day itâll get you killed. â â youâll always have a home with me. â â of course i care. youâre my family. â â you shouldnât insult people that are bigger than you. â â i never wanted to hurt you. â â i swear it wasnât me. â â we can just sit here, you donât have to talk. â â did you miss me? â â this isnât just about you. itâs about whatâs best for all of us. â â you can never admit when youâre wrong! â â is this what you wanted? â â what are you doing out here by yourself? â â sorry to put you through that. i guess i owe you one now. â â the only time you talk to me is when you need something. â â iâm still learning. â â if you have something to say, spit it out. â â you⌠donât like me very much, do you? â â iâm on your side. â â i risked my life for you! â â whatever youâre going to ask, the answer is no. â â you can stay with me. â â i just need time. â â please donât do this, donât act like you care. â â who the hell invited you? â â what? no witty remark? nothing clever to say? â â i just wanted to say iâm sorry. â â think of it as a compliment. â â do you ever stop being so serious and dull? â â itâs rare to see your kind around here. â â you remember me. thatâs good. â â youâre a terrible flirt you know. â â are you kidding me? weâre not âfineâ! â â right now i wish i was dead. â â i guess i shouldâve told you. â â youâre not alone. iâm here. â â youâve been so quiet. whatâs on your mind? â â knowledge is power. â â you scared me. â â well, whatâs so strange about that? â â donât look at me like that. â â i want to be there when you get whatâs coming to you. â â just who do you think you are? â â you look⌠amazing. â â weâre safe, arenât we? â â you know, i really hoped iâd never see this place again. â â donât touch me. get away from me. â â i thought youâd like this. â â itâs too dark, i canât see anything. â â whatâs that smug look for? you think you can do any better? â â who did you piss off this time? â â you shouldâve thought about that before you got into a fight. â â i only wanted to help. â â you knew and you didnât tell me? â â you donât scare me. â â wow, look who remembered my existence. â â change isnât easy. â â why did you help me? â â why do you hate me? â â i canât even trust myself anymore. â â i was making sure you werenât dead, since you never called. â â you look awful. what happened? â â are you here to kill me? â â you know you arenât allowed in here, right? â â was that a friend of yours? â â two years later and you havenât changed. â â you look like you just saw a ghost. â â nobody tells me what to do. â â youâre too scared to do it, arenât you? â â come on. it canât be that bad. â â i hope to repay your kindness someday. â â just let me do this for you. â â why were they coming after you? â â how many people have you killed? how many? â â how much do you value your life? â â you donât know when to give up, do you? â â donât lie to me. â â iâm not sober enough to talk about this. â â have a drink with me. â

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"I won't leave so easily." He promised blindly. Quentin didn't know what the world had to offer or what was in store for him, but he already lived fifty plus years of this life alone before he met Damien. His aging seemed to stop after he hit twenty five, much like his brothers. Who knows how much longer he really had:? "Even if I am sooo much older than you?" He raised a brow, truly wondering the answer. Q normally didn't bring his age up, so this was new for even him. "If I've lasted this long, what's another fifty years? I just don't want to think of living one without you." The telepath glanced down for a moment before laughing. "I could give two fucks who your father is. Really, whose to say that I'm not like related to Thor's dumb ass?" He came to him willingly and wrapped his arms around him almost eagerly. "I think so. You know me. Always pushing the anti." Xavier teased as his cheeks warmed. The licking just made him want to pounce him then and there. Watching him, he took his hand. "That I have no issues with. None at all."
   âAge doesnât bother me, Q.â Honestly, heâd been a little surprised when Quentin had told him he was older than he looked. But then, he knew it was likely to occur with supernatural beings. Would he eventually stop aging in looks too? Probably. âWhat did I do to deserve a sweet guy like you?â His fingers curved around Quentinâs cheek as he drew him in for a soft and sweet kiss. Their noses touched as he pulled away to hear him speak again. âIf you are, perhaps you can hold his hammer. Would be interesting, yes?â Quentin wasnât afraid of him, that much did warm his soul, if he even had one to begin with. No one else put up with him like Xavier did and he didnât take it for granted. A soft laugh could be heard from him and he rolled his eyes fondly as well. âThis way we go, darling.â Damien guided Q into the bedroom, which had become theirs in his time of staying with Quentin. He might as well drag his junk from the run down building he lived in here, but he hadnât made the effort yet. Damien was swift to pull off Quentinâs shirt, admiring the line of muscles that he saw like he always did when he saw his boyfriend shirtless. Boyfriend. That seemed like such an impossible word. Leaning in, Damien didnât kiss Quentinâs mouth, but his neck instead, being sure to leave a mark that they would find there later.
characters cleaning blood off their partner's face is just PEAK romance actually. bonus points if it's someone else's blood
itâs like no one wants to fucking take their bloody hands and cup their loverâs face, making a streak of red on their cheek with their thumb before passionately kissing anymoreÂ
"You don't need too." Quentin said in a small voice. Yes, he was sensitive about things like that sometimes. Social cues were hard for him to determine at some points. Masking in general was exhausting for him. Many nights he would just crash on the bed before meeting Damien. Now his nights were spent being around the one person that understood him. He didn't have to pretend to be normal. "Still stalking. Job or not. Wong sometimes doesn't think things through. Honestly, I should have questioned his motives on it." Though he was thankful that he didn't. Smiling slightly as his nose brushed up against his, he clung to him as he felt the other's arms wrap around him. He finally belonged somewhere and it was with someone. In his mind, he was worried that Thorn would leave him like his ex did. His ex got tired of constantly reassuring him and got sick of his quirks.
   âYes, well ⌠canât go back on it now. And I canât complain about the outcome of it. Rather glad of it, actually. Though perhaps in future things should be done a little differently. Honestly, I was so used to being hunted that I was glad someone was wanting to help me rather than hurt me.â Though the latter wouldnât have been surprising. Damien kept a low cover for a reason. Besides, Quentin gave him something to live for these days. He found him quite adorable and wanted to protect him, though he knew the other didnât need it. âI suppose we should think Wong for setting us up, huh? I doubt heâd have expected any of this out of his arrangement.â
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â  you look absolutely irresistible right now. â â thereâs so many things iâd love to do to you. â â  it isnât fair how much you turn me on. â â  i canât stop thinking about you. â â  tell me what you want me to do. â â do you want to take this somewhere more ⌠private? â â  if you keep looking at me like that i donât think iâll be able to control myself any longer. â â  is this okay or do you want me to stop? â â  would it be wrong for me to kiss you? â â iâve noticed youâve been staring at me this whole time. â â why donât you come a little closer? â â  the things iâd do to you if we werenât out in public âŚÂ â â  can you feel what you are doing to me? â â  iâve got something really special planned for us. â â  weâll see where the night will take us. â â  iâve never felt such an instant connection with anyone else before. â â  you can do whatever you want to me. â â it would be a shame to waste such a perfect opportunity. â â iâve always wanted to do this. â â youâve been teasing me for far too long. itâs my turn now. â
[ Â WALLÂ ] Â * Â your muse pins my muse against the closest wall. [ Â ALMOST KISSÂ ] Â *Â my muse leans closer to your muse almost like theyâre trying to initiate a kiss, only to pull away in the last second. [ Â TEASEÂ ] Â * Â my muse teases your muse either by touch or words or any other way that works for them. [ Â TUGÂ ] Â * Â your muse tugs my muse closer and wraps their arms around them. [Â STRIPTEASEÂ ] Â * Â my muse gives your muse a show as they take off their clothes. [ Â LAPDANCEÂ ] Â * Â my muse gives your muse a lapdance. [ Â SECUDEÂ ] Â * Â my muse whispers sweet nothings to your muse. [ Â EYE CONTACTÂ ] Â * Â your muse gazes deeply into my museâs eyes. [ Â LINGERÂ ] Â * Â your muse gives my muse lingering touches. [ Â STUCKÂ ] Â * Â our muses are stuck in a small broom closet together. [ Â BLUSHÂ ] Â *Â your muse makes my muse blush with their words. [ Â CLOSERÂ ] Â * Â my muse comes closer, invading more of your muses personal space. [ Â ACCIDENTAL BRUSHÂ ] Â * Â my muse touches your muse ( somewhere intimate ) on accident. [ Â PURPOSEFUL TOUCHÂ ] Â * Â my muse touches your muse ( somewhere intimate ) on purpose. [ Â FLIRTÂ ] Â *Â my muse flirts with your muse.
The same things ran through Q's mind honestly. Things never were this easy. It was scary how much he was falling for Damien and how unhinged he got when not around him. As long as he breathed, he would fight for them. He promised himself that much. "Glad to know, because I would hate for you to get tired of me like everyone else I've ever been with." The telepath admitted. Coming closer, his eyes fluttered at Thorn's touch. "Killing demon's everyday is not for the faint of heart. Even intergalactic ones." His breath hitched when he was kissed softly and he returned the favor by clutching on to him. "Would it be corny to contest that and say I love you more?" He smiled, a real true one.
   âTruth be told, Iâve never been with anyone this long. They all usually end up leaving or worse.â Quentin knew a little of what had happened to one of his exes, but he didnât like to go into detail, certainly not when he hadnât even been in control of his powers at the time. âI could never tire of you. You keep me on my toes and in a good way. It helps that you can handle yourself where no one else could.â In fact, Damien didnât think he would ever meet anyone else who was so gifted. âSweetheart, Iâm the son of the devil, you killing demons hardly phases me. And I donât scare that easily.â An arm slid easily around Quentinâs waist as he pressed their bodies close together. âIs that a challenge, Xavier? Because you know Iâm always up for one.â And just because he could, he licked Quentinâs cheek in that teasing way of his. Stepping away, he offered out a hand to him and gave a âcome hitherâ gesture as well. âWhy donât you show me how much you love me, eh?â
He can't help swallowing hard. Did the look on his face betray him? Because it was kinda hot how he took one of his fingers and placed it in his mouth. There was a stirring lower and it made him breathe out shallowly. "I was in this part of town." He squeaked out. The magician didn't like to think Damien was in trouble, so he had let a bit loose on the ones who tried. He stared at his finger afterwards. Quentin could have pounced on him there. "No... I'm good." The telepath breathed out.
   âThatâs how the saying always goes, isnât it? You were in the neighborhood.â Damien had to wonder if Quentin might have a tracking spell on him, if that was the case, it was probably for the better. âIf you say so, but youâre missing out.â He was so damn adorable like that, looking almost like a lost puppy, that Damien wanted to take Quentinâs face in his hands and kiss him. Instead, he said, âWe should get out of here, before someone finds us here. Our combined magic should keep that covered up, but who knows how long itâll last.â And the least amount of trouble they were in, the better. He didnât want Quentin to be in a case of got in the wrong place at the wrong time.
PROMPTS FOR TOUCH-STARVED MUSES * Â adjust as necessary, send 'reverse' for the reversal of action prompts
DIALOGUE PROMPTS
could you... do that again?
please come back.
hold me again.
i need to feel you close.
we could share the same bed.
could we try holding hands?
right there. just like that.
i want to know how it feels.
i like it when you're nearby.
if you could just... stay here for a while.
lean into me. it's okay.
i like your hugs.
i want you here.
please touch me.
your arms feel so safe.
stay close to me.
the bed feels so cold.
come into my arms.
let me hold you.
cling to me.
you can keep doing that.
you don't have to let go.
i feel safe when you're near me.
that feels so good.
that was... really nice.
i like it when you play with my fingers.
could you come a little closer?
you can play with my hair if you want.
you don't have to sit so far away.
would you sleep here with me?
you feel like home to me.
if you keep doing that, i can't promise i'll behave.
can i lay on you?
would you touch me again?
don't let go of me.
stay like this.
don't go.
ACTION PROMPTS
[ reach ] sender hesitantly reaches for receiver's hand, unsure if the action will be reciprocated
[ instinct ] sender takes receiver's hand on instinct in reaction to a startling sight or event, not even realizing they did it
[ cling ] sender wraps both of their arms around one of receiver's arms and clings
[ rest ] sender sits next to receiver and rests their head on receiver's shoulder
[ doze ] sender falls asleep with their head on receiver's shoulder
[ play ] sender clings to receiver's hand and begins absentmindedly playing with their fingers
[ reassure ] sender reassures receiver by rubbing their arm up and down, hoping to ease their stress
[ heart ] sender guides receiver's hand to their heart
[ quiver ] sender and receiver's hands brush with slight contact, causing receiver to shiver on instinct
[ come back ] receiver took their hand away, so sender reaches for it a second time, taking it back and refusing to let go
[ first hug ] sender pulls receiver into their first hug
[ lasting ] sender and receiver's innocent hug lasts a little longer than they both expected
[ trace ] sender lightly traces the shape of sender's face, exploring every part of their complexion with tender fingertips
[ comb ] sender takes their time brushing receiver's hair
[ refuse ] when receiver insists they break their hug, sender refuses and only tightens their grip around them
[ cuddle ] sender moves closer to receiver as they sleep and snuggles down beside them, finding comfort in their presence
[ pull back ] sender pulls receiver back into bed with them
[ nuzzle ] sender nuzzles into receiver's cheek with their nose
[ cheek ] sender caresses receiver's cheek
[ nose ] sender lightly taps the tip of receiver's nose
[ lips ] sender caresses receiver's lips with their fingertip
[ chest ] sender smooths a hand over receiver's chest
[ legs ] sender starts to drag a hand back and forth over receiver's legs
[ inner thigh ] as sender caresses receiver's thigh, they gently slip their hand between receiver's legs
[ distance ] unable to touch or embrace receiver, sender self-soothes by wrapping their arms around themselves
[ pinky ] sender and receiver hold hands by their pinky fingers
[ smooth ] sender takes their time caressing over every part of receiver's body
[ blanket ] sender wraps a blanket around their body and receiver's body, hudding close together
@lcvelj said: "Happy birthday, Damien!" Lara Jean smiled softly as she kissed him, before showing the small red and black cupcakes she baked for him.
   "You remembered." Birthdays were not a fond thing for Damien, but he would accept it when it was acknowledged. And if anyone could bring a smile to his face about it, it was Lara Jean. "You made me cupcakes?" He asked with surprising delight in his voice. He reached out for one and dipped his finger in the icing to take a taste. "Mm, in my favorite colors too. You do notice more than others, don't you? Thank you, Lara Jean." Leaning down, he kissed her on the cheek, leaving a spot of icing there as he did it.

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did you ever notice how in the bible, whenever god needed to punish someone, or make an example, or whenever god needed a killing, he sent an angel? did you ever wonder what a creature like that must be like? a whole existence spent praising your god, but always with one wing dipped in blood. would you ever really want to see an angel? ⸝ AZRAHEL.
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"Well, that's not wrong ... " *shrugs*