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askthisfoxy:

This she had thought about how to answer. There were so many reasons she did not say anything, not the least of which was she could never be sure of her own feelings and her own future directly, but she had decided to simply ‘go for it’ despite the uncertainty. That was what life was about, after all. Exploring and experimenting, and going in without knowing for sure what could come of the interactions.

She thought for several more moments how to address this question. What could she say? She was content to snuggle up against the owl, pondering. She had not seen any possibilities relating to this moment, considering she was, well, directly involved in it. She could never see her own possibilities. “Well…”

Was this the answer, though? After a moment, she felt as though it were the best answer, if not the only one. “I was not entirely sure, to be honest. I have not felt this way before, and since I cannot see anything in my own future directly, I could not even guess how you might react.”

The lynx chuckles. Still, things had worked out. Perhaps she should rely on her power less?

“I decided though that I would tell you now, because I did not want to sit and wonder forever. I wanted to know for sure, and I figured now would be the best time, if I were to do it at all.”

How long has this been going on? Have they been yearning to be noticed? He almost hopes this didn't develop until recently; he really didn't have a clue. He just assumed they also like snuggling, when it could've been them flirting with him the entire time. However, were that the case, the shadow surely would have mentioned something.. Curious.

Speaking of snuggling, the giddiness has faded away into a calm glee. He relaxes in their arms. Ohh, if only he could purr.. But, coaxing it out of them is the next best thing. Reaching a hand up, he starts to scratch behind their ears while the other rubs up and down their back. Ah, they were being cautious around unfamiliarity. "Heheh.. I, uh.. I guess I am rather fond of you."

Well, now they know for sure. As well as him. Yes, this feeling.. He can say it and mean it. This goes beyond simple comfort. He cares for them more deeply than just a friend would. He nods vigorously. Now is indeed a perfect time. "I think you might be right. It does take me a while to--.. Let's make this official, then. I love you, Lynda~!"

Send “Maybe?” if your muse has thought of kissing mine

[Er.. Did I not send you one of these? I guess it didn't go through.]

The owl, shadow, and rogue all glance at each other. Who, exactly, does the guard mean? ..You know what, it's him. It has to be. The demon already has kissed them, and it's a bit difficult to make out with someone who has a beak. So, he's going to take charge.

The blonde steps forth with a sultry smirk. Tracing a finger under their chin, he grins at the guard. He's of course thought of more than just kissing them, but it'd be a nice way to get something going."Well, that could be a 'yes' if you wanted it to~."

Tiny Throwback Thursday - Send ✿ for a sweet kiss on the cheek.

The owl squeaks in surprise, his eyes opening wide. Did he just get smooched?! Then, giggling wildly, he bashfully covers his feathery cheeks with his hands. His eyes closed, he softly rocks side to side as his feathers fluff up a bit. He can’t believe it. Sweet little Lynda just kissed him~.

Eventually, he’s able to calm down, and happily look at the lynx. Ooh, were it not for this silly beak, he would so return that! A happy laugh and tight hug will have to suffice.  “Lynda~! Stop that! I’m supposed to be the ridiculously cute one!”

Tiny Throwback Thursday - Send ✿ for a sweet kiss on the cheek.

Smiling as the woman approaches him, he reflexively leans into their kiss. Yes, good. He loves it when people decide to be affectionate with him. With a chuckle, he drapes an arm around them.  "And hello there to you, too, miss Kayla~."

Well, it'd be rude to not give them a kiss in return, right? Right. He leans in and softly presses his lips to the other's cheek, as well. Then, he briefly captures them in a proper hug. It's great to have them warming up to him. If only he could be so friendly with all of his attractive co-workers.

//This is only a short starter because asks//

Dan shook his head slightly. He looked around, he was in the parts and services. He looked down at his hands he stood up in surprise and promptly tripped. "Oh no" He whimpered. He was an animatronic

Hm? What was that? Is someone in here? Someone 'new', by the sounds of it. Hopefully this isn't the result of something she did while her ghost was in control. With how stressed out she gets during the day, it's easy for her worse half to take over.

Her ears raising, the navy blue cat leans back from her curled up position, and scans the room with her glowing green eyes.. Oh. Well, whatever's going on, the least she can do is make this transition easier for them. Getting up, she walks over to the collapsed fellow and lifts them to their feet as gently as she can. She tilts her head while studying them; attempting to get a feel for their emotions through their body language. "Mrrh? Are you all right?"

This could be nice. Having someone to talk with might keep her mind off things. Both of their distresses could be taken care of. She leans in to wrap the other up in a hug before they attempt to move and end up stumbling again. "Try to stay calm. Just talk to me, okay? Tell me what happened to you."

Send “I dare you to kiss…” with a url/name and my muse will have to kiss that person on the lips.

[It’s frizzynightshift, u shades-wearing dummy.]

Smooch Kayla? Right the hell away! But, the backup puppet finds himself being shoved aside harshly. He grunts as he slams against the wall.. Did his answer just get hijacked? Who would have the balls–..?!“I’ll be handling this one.”

[Also, you should specify muse, or that happens.]

A change in shape will be needed, though. It is a bit difficult to kiss someone whilst she has a beak. Her golden bear witch form will have to suffice. After making the shift, she steps into the security office. Good thing it’s pretty quiet tonight.“Good to see you’re still with us, dear. Very good~.”

Leaning over the desk, she pushes the guard’s chin up and gives them a quick kiss right on the lips. Then, she stands back up with a smug grin.. Gah, why does everyone who works here have to be so cute?!“Hehe~. Sorry about that. Dares and whatnot. You know how it is.”

cassie-the-night-guard-rp-blog:

itstheflock:

*casually slides a strawberry into your askbox* psst yes hello we should rp some time maybe

((Hmm, Okay. I’ll wing it with both of my main muses. I have an idea.))

Cassie entered the pizzeria where she had worked for some time now, slowly making her way to the office. As she headed down the hallway, she saw that her friend, Jeremy, was already there. She smiled and waved to him, and he nodded to her, lightly waving his hand as well. The 17-year-old plopped herself in the seat next to his as their shift begun. Cassie’s eyes beamed as she said, “How’re ya doin’, Jeremy?”

“O-Oh, I’m f-fine.” Jeremy replied sheepishly. He brushed his bangs out of his face and slowly picked up the camera monitor and they worked through the shift.

((There’s your starter. c:))

Hm, that's curious. Two security guards? He can't recall a double shift ever happening when he was still 'alive'. That could have saved a lot of people. Of course, maybe these new guys need it; they aren't very thorough. They didn't even spot him napping in the vent. Although, maybe that's more to do with him not opening his glowing eye, and them having no other reason to check the light. He'll give them the benefit of the doubt.

He'll just carefully, silently creep up here, and.. Three-taloned hands grip onto the right vent opening as a hastily-repaired owl animatronic pokes his head out to look at the guards. Most of his face matches the coloration that would be expected of a red-morph screech owl, as does one eye; yellow-green iris with a dilating pupil. However, surrounding the replacement eye - its iris glowing a neon orange - are black feathers. Hmmm.. What sort of mind games should he start up here?

Send me ‘Kiss’ and my muse will kiss yours somewhere according to their feelings for your muse!

Hm? They want a kiss? Goodness, why does everyone who works here have to be so cute? The corners of his lips pull upward into a big smile. All right. He'll let the woman know exactly how much he values them. First, he starts by leaning forward and pressing his lips to their nose.  "You know, it's strange. We don't even know each other's names. And yet, I still feel like I've been friends with you for a long time."

Well, perhaps 'friends' is the wrong word to use. It's more that he admires them. They've put up with more crap from management than he could hope to handle. Not only that, they're still here! Granted, the Sunset Crew does occasionally intervene, but.. Taking the woman's arm, now, he bows his head and gently kisses their wrist.  "But, the problem is, I don't hang on to friends very well."

Getting down on one knee, he gives their stomach a smooch, through their uniform. Then, standing back up, he winks at them before walking away with a smirk.  "These winter nights get a bit cold.. Don't hesitate to ask, if you'd like some company~."