HIATUS// * CONTAGIOUS.

i said i'm fine. you don't have to keep asking.

i told you i'm all right. would you just leave?

you didn't have to come all this way for that.

i'm good! i don't need your help!

you don't have to get all defensive about it.

you just go on ahead. i'll be fine on my own.

i said it's nothing.

i can fix this myself.

just go somewhere else and leave me alone.

do me a favor and stop asking me that.

i told you what i know.

i'm just trying to help you. that's it.

i don't know any more than that.

would you just leave me alone?

if you'd just give me a second, i'll handle it.

i offer my help, and this is how you thank me?

stop pushing me away. you can't do this alone.

you keep saying you're fine, but i know you're not fine.

stop lying to me! i can see right through it!

you're just making it harder on yourself.

i handle everything myself. this time is no different.

you've got a real attitude problem, you know that?

we could get this done faster if you'd just let me help.

i'm not hiding anything.

that's not what i said at all.

that's a lie and you know it.

i don't need you to babysit me.

would you just go?

you're absolutely insufferable. you know that, right?

i hate it when you push me away like this.

how many times do i have to tell you i'm fine?

stop treating me like a baby.

i don't need you breathing over my shoulder.

get out of here before i make you leave.

there's nothing in there!

i'm not lying!

don't bullshit me. i know what you did.

we're going to get to the bottom of this.

i told you everything i know. can i go now?

i'm not saying another word.

i can't help you if you don't let me.

go away. get out of here.

i'm better equipped at facing these things alone.

you didn't see anything.

i wish you would just talk to me and tell me what's going on.

i can help you. i'd really like to help you.

just take a few deep breaths.

with the help of some very talented and amazing friends, i present to you an unexpected, very spontaneous meme list based on the beautiful art of cupping someone's face! there's a mix of romantic and platonic here, and even a few that defy the boundaries of normal relationship dynamics! i hope you enjoy! as always; DO NOT ADD TO THIS LIST NOR CLAIM IT AS YOUR OWN!

[KISS]: sender cups the receivers face in their hands before drawing them closer for a kiss.

[CHECK]: after an unexpectedly violent situation, sender frantically rushes to check if the receiver is okay, cupping their face to look closer.

[CLEAN]: sender affectionately wipes a smudge of sauce from the corner of the receiver's mouth, cupping their face in the process.

[LIFT]: sender gently cups the receiver's face and lifts their chin so the receiver is looking up at them.

[COMFORT]: sender cups a distressed receiver's face in their hands and steadies them by resting their foreheads together.

[ATTENTION]: during an important conversation, the sender takes the receiver's face in their hands and firmly directs their focus on them.

[MAKE-UP]: while applying make-up on the receiver's face, the sender cups their face in order to keep them still.

[PRIDE]: after the receiver succeeds in a remarkable achievement, the sender cups their face and tilts their foreheads together to express how proud they are of them.

[WHISPER]: in order to have a private, hushed conversation with the receiver, the sender cups their face and draws them close to make sure they can be heard.

[HAIR]: in the process of pushing the receiver's hair back from their face, the sender lets their hand rest against the receiver's cheek a moment longer.

[GROUND]: during a moment of intense emotional stress, the sender gently takes the receiver's face in their hands to ground them until they're calmer again.

[WONDER]: unable to comprehend how incredible the receiver is, the sender decides to simply cup their face in their hands and marvel at them instead.

[LAST LOOK]: before going into a situation that may result in their death, the sender takes a moment to cup the unaware receiver's face in their hand, just to take a final look of admiration at them before they go.

[SACRIFICE]: the sender cups the receiver's face tenderly to distract them, right before shoving them out of the way (to safety) and facing an attack alone in order to buy the receiver enough time to escape.

[BELIEF]: in a moment where the receiver is lacking in self-confidence, the sender cups their face tenderly and professes their faith in the receiver's abilities.

[DISBELIEF]: after the receiver has done something completely unexpected (and reckless) the stunned sender cups their face in their hands while trying to get them to explain why the hell they did it.

[BETRAYAL]: trying to keep the receiver calm before the big reveal, the sender cups their face gently to keep them steady, and then reveals that they're the villain.

[WOUND]: after the receiver has been wounded, the sender tries to keep them calm and conscious by cupping their face in their hands and talking to them to keep them focused.

[INJURY]: after having been badly wounded themselves, the sender tries to reassure the frantic receiver by cupping their face and comforting them.

“Damn…” Kaminari stared after the coupon lady with undisguised awe. He’d been raised to understand the benefits of living within one’s means and saving money wherever and whenever possible, but that was some next-level shit. He turned back to the cashier, setting his soda and candy on the counter.

Dixon gave a small shrug, finger scratching his cheek as he stared after the woman. He supposed it was impressive -- but he was used to it, by now. The wow factor had worn off for him. But it was funny to see how other people reacted to her.

❝ Oh really? You got me curious to see just how good of a time you really are...~ ❞ She hums, moving to rest a hand beneath her chin. Even if she wouldn't point it out, she was definitely getting vibes that she was playing with fire, but she was serious when she said she liked that. Emerald eyes watch as her glass is filled, the dark red wine looking especially appetizing when it was free of charge.

"Risk taker, huh?" Fred mused, arm resting atop the bar as he leaned against it. "I like that in a woman." Now he didn't always flirt with the guests -- that was just bad business. But that was because he got a lot of humans down here. Besides, she was cute. Could he really be blamed?

"Let me distract you."

"Let's misbehave."

"I can't stop thinking about you."

"Can I borrow a kiss? I promise I'll give it back."

"I'm putting you on my to-do list."

"I'd look good on you."

"Don't bite your lip, I want to do that."

"Do you have a name or can I just call you mine?"

"I seem to have lost my number, can I have yours?"

"You're even more beautiful than yesterday."

"Shouldn't you be in my bed?"

"Trouble never looked so goddamn fine."

"You're a bad idea, but I like bad ideas."

"Maybe we should just kiss to break the tension."

"If you obey all the rules, you miss all the fun."

"You're a shy little thing, aren't you?"

"Let's flip coins. Head, I'm yours. Tails, you're mine."

"Smile is the second best thing you can do with your lips."

"Your lips would look so much better on mine."

"You know we should save some water, shower together."

"You like me because I'm a scoundrel."

"I'll do anything for a woman with a knife."

"The fastest way to shut me up is to kiss me."

"I just want you to be happy! And perhaps a little bit naked."

"I like my bed, but I'd rather be in yours."

"Are you cake? 'Cause I want a piece of that."

"Your shirt has to go, but you can stay."

"You owe me a drink because when I saw you I dropped mine."

"You must be tired, because you've been running through my mind all day."

"Maybe making out for a few minutes would help us figure things out."

“ Stop Dabbing. STOP DABBING.”

“It’s basically actual magic and it’s unbelievable.”

“IT’S PERFECT. IT’S PERFECT!”

“Let go of me! Don’t include me in this.”

“If you’re going back out there I’ll have no part.”

“I came back to join you and you left me.”

“PULL ME IN- PULL ME IN- PULL ME IN!”

“You used to be an engineer, figure it out.”

“Grab the thing and let’s get the hell out of here.”

“I don’t even think i need you losers.”

“We stole a friend.”

“This is friendship, [name]! This is how our friendship works!”

“That was an adventure…. I don’t know how we did that.”

“Interesting, interesting. Very interesting.”

“This is what hell looks like.”

“DUDE, I AM SO CHILL.”

“This is the most efficient way to do this. I’m 100% confident.”

“This is such an Epic Gamer moment.”

“That’s why they call me Hoops McGee.”

“I got you- I got you. OH  my GOD.”

“We just kept sailin’ huh?”

“Don’t touch me- DON’T TOUCH ME!”

“It’s not hard. We’re just dumb.”

“[Name], what the fuck were you thinking?”

“I IMAGINED you said ‘ok’.”

“I said I was on my own!”

“Keep going. Don’t let him on.”

“Let go of the egg. Let go of the egg.”

“I HAVE THE EGG.”

“I am going to fucking kill someone.”

“I will kill your firstborn.”

“I didn’t wanna touch you.”

“Let go of everything and stop moving.”

“I literally had to grab you by your face.”

“Get off me, [Name]! Fuck!”

“Here comes the dummy balloon for the dummy~”

“Don’t leave me with this man!”

“Death is better, it’s faster!”

“My back is sore from carrying you fuckers.”

“FUCK THE COIN!”

Now here was a guy who knew how to speak Jareth’s language. He immediately perked up at the suggestion, regarding the other man with interest. Jareth didn’t have bad nights, and they few he did have he made certain he wouldn’t remember. But memories of his mother, his childhood, his ex-boyfriend had been cropping up recently, effectively souring the mood of any activity he tried to partake in the last few evenings. Maybe he needed to try out something new for a change.

Sneaking off to a dump just to break shit was exactly the sort of thing that would give Fay a heart attack if she ever heard of her son doing such a thing. That thought alone improved his mood immensely.

"Ha, great!" Caine's hands planted on his hips, chest puffing out a bit. He didn't always meet someone who shared a love for breaking shit -- he'd tried to get Dixon to join him in the past, but he's always busy with studying or work. Or some other excuse to not go to a dump to break shit.

"Follow me, dude-! Let's go destroy shit! WOOHOO!" & Caine was off, a pep in his step as he held back from straight up sprinting towards the dump. It wasn't too far of a trek, but Caine did take some odd back paths to get there -- didn't want to risk anyone seeing where they went. He'd gotten in trouble with the police before, which he always thought was stupid; the dump wasn't used anymore, what did it matter if he broke stuff there?

// your Resident Salamander here, bringing you a blog for three mutant original characters (with an original story)! if you dig ocs, original story concepts, mutants, well then this is the blog for you!

the muses featured here are: Caine Sanders, Dixon Hayes, Fred Astaire. quick links: rules, blog & mun info page, navigation follows back from: plasticsouled