For Those Who Have Hart

"I don't know what you're talking about," Zoe said a bit taken aback. "I am being myself?" She wasn't of course, she was hardly even being a character. It was a bit too early to fully commit to certain personality traits. It always started with the things she noticed at surface level but you couldn't truly know someone just by observing them for a bit.

It made her want to just gently reassure that Zoe could just be herself.

She gave a small apologetic smile.

"You're far too stunning to look so sad," Leon said stepping closer to the other. He had been watching them from afar for a bit now, he'd had better plans to approach but seeing them in their usual spot in the coffee shop looking so glum... He couldn't help it.

A sheepish smile of his own pulled at his lips, head ducking shyly before he peeked back up at the other.

"It's going better than if I was the one doing the talking," he assured with a small laugh. He never would have had the guts to approach the other if their roles were reversed.

He wet his lips, fingertips tapping against his mug briefly before he gestured to the seat across from him.

"Oh shut up," Gio grumbled as he wiped his brow of sweat and dirt as the other laughed. He was embarrassingly tangled in the tent he had been trying and failing to set up. "You're the one who brought the tech guy to the middle of fucking nowhere." He didn't sound angry just exasperated and maybe a bit amused at the ridiculous nature of this all.

He was still chuckling, even as he was chastised, grinning widely.

"Stacy manages just fine when we come out here. And she's a tech girl. So I'd say that's more a skill issue on your part," he teased.

He chuckled again but acquiesced, moving to kneel down beside Gio and the tangled mess of the tent to help start detangling him.

"I'm sorry that was much more snappy than I meant to be," Lyn said with a regretful sigh. It wasn't that bad but more terse than she was usually with her lover. "It's just been a hell of a day. I know it's part of being the boss but I swear everyone needed their hand held today," she explained moving to lean on the man.

"I'm sorry, Love," he murmured, arms wrapping around her as she leaned against him. He pressed a kiss against her hair, squeezing her gently against him.

"I uh," River looked around for a moment before looking back at the other. The very attractive other person. So they looked around again before finally realizing yes the model was indeed talking to them. "You wanna buy me a drink?"

Look River wasn't so self conscious that they didn't know the word adorable could be used to describe them. They just also didn't often get approached, River was the one who did the approaching usually. It went well once they did a good amount of time. They could count the number of times they'd been approached on one hand. They swore some days they had the Doctor Who perception filter on them or something.

He chuckled quietly, a warm grin pulling at his lips.

'Yes, I'd like to buy you a drink," he confirmed. "Whatever you'd like, I'm happy to get you."

He glanced down the bar at Nell as she served a different patron.

"Nell? When you get a chance?" he requested, getting a nod from her in response, even as she didn't look up from the drink she was mixing.

"Well, I don't mind you dozing at all. I'm happy for the company." She knew her boy preferred to share space when he could. She hadn't wanted to wake him, but now that he was up, she was also happy for the company.

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"I really don't," he assured. A small smile touched his lips as Gio leaned in to his touch. He cupped his face properly, thumb brushing against his cheek bone.

Gio raised a brow "You know.... Cuz this isn't serious," he shrugged a bit running a hand through his hair. "I don't expect you to-I mean..." He didn't know how to say this without either sounding like a dickhead or like he was fishing for compliments or some shit.

"I'm not saying you don't like care at all. You don't wanna hear about my shitty day though. That's not what this is yeah? Like yeah we talk but we don't talk. This isn't... romance." Even if Sergio had maybe let his brain go there a time or two. Because he was dumb. "So maybe I said it wrong but-I know better than to get all deep with someone. I like hanging with you. Like messing around. Don't wanna run you off with me bitching and whining. Kills the mood."

Gio didn't do roots or strings because that's how you tripped or got choked in the not fun way. The last thing he wanted was to be the guy who wrapped his string around someone's wrist and have them cut it.... He maybe needed a better metaphor. Point was he didn't make things more than they were. He wasn't a guy who got more. And he didn't want it either.

"Who says I don't want to hear about your shitty day? Or talk?" he asked gently.

He stepped closer to the younger man, his gaze softening.

"Just because you don't want this to be romantic..." And it was indeed just Sergio who set that boundary, and sometimes Blake was certain he wasn't being honest about it, "that doesn't mean we're not allowed to be friends who talk about that stuff."

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a compilation of action based ask prompts with two variants for different perspectives. there is a mix of romantic, platonic and antagonistic dynamics.

sender:

💋 sender brushes a kiss against receiver’s forehead

🗡️ sender stabs receiver from behind

🤝 sender offers their hand to receiver after a fall

🩸 sender wipes blood from receiver’s lip with their thumb

🛡️ sender steps in front of receiver to shield them

🔥 sender grabs receiver’s wrist to stop them from leaving

👑 sender adjusts receiver’s crown, hat or headpiece

🌙 sender tucks a loose strand of hair behind receiver’s ear

⚔️ sender disarms receiver in a swift motion

🕯️ sender lights a candle for receiver in the dark

📜 sender presses a sealed letter into receiver’s hand

🫀 sender places receiver’s hand over their heartbeat

❄️ sender drapes a cloak over receiver’s shoulders

🔒 sender locks the door with receiver inside

🪶 sender traces a mark or scar on receiver’s skin

🍷 sender offers receiver a drink from their own cup

🕊️ sender unties receiver’s restraints

🩶 sender rests their head briefly against receiver’s shoulder

⚡ sender grabs receiver before they can fall

🪓 sender knocks receiver’s weapon from their grip

🌹 sender pins a flower to receiver’s clothing

🕰️ sender pulls receiver back just in time

🧎 sender drops to one knee before receiver

🗝️ sender presses a key into receiver’s palm

🩹 sender bandages receiver’s wound with careful hands

receiver:

💋 receiver brushes a kiss against sender’s forehead

🗡️ receiver stabs sender from behind

🤝 receiver offers their hand to sender after a fall

🩸 receiver wipes blood from sender’s lip with their thumb

🛡️ receiver steps in front of sender to shield them

🔥 receiver grabs sender’s wrist to stop them from leaving

👑 receiver adjusts sender’s crown, hat or headpiece

🌙 receiver tucks a loose strand of hair behind sender’s ear

⚔️ receiver disarms sender in a swift motion

🕯️ receiver lights a candle for sender in the dark

📜 receiver presses a sealed letter into sender’s hand

🫀 receiver places sender’s hand over their heartbeat

❄️ receiver drapes a cloak over sender’s shoulders

🔒 receiver locks the door with sender inside

🪶 receiver traces a mark or scar on sender’s skin

🍷 receiver offers sender a drink from their own cup

🕊️ receiver unties sender’s restraints

🩶 receiver rests their head briefly against sender’s shoulder

⚡ receiver grabs sender before they can fall

🪓 receiver knocks sender’s weapon from their grip

🌹 receiver pins a flower to sender’s clothing

🕰️ receiver pulls sender back just in time

🧎 receiver drops to one knee before sender

🗝️ receiver presses a key into sender’s palm

… and I’ll respond with  3  (or more)  interesting  plots / relationships / connections  I can think of for our muses!   There is  no pressure  for us to write any of them,   but it’s a great starting point for you to get a sense of how I think our muses might interact and what sorts of plots I’m most interested in happening between them  -  so don’t be shy!