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Watching kites had become a daily activity for Jiang Cheng. Normally, it was a quiet break in the afternoon with a cup of tea. Today, however, was a little different. He’d watched this boy run back and forth, failing to get the kite aloft. It was frustrating, and more than a little pathetic. This time, when the kite nose-dived into the ground, Jiang Cheng set his cup down on the rock next to him and stood.
〝 That’s because you’re doing it wrong. 〞 Straight to the point. Jiang Cheng moved past the failed kite flyer and knelt down. With careful hands, he lifted the kite out of the dirt and brushed it off. No tears, thankfully, though one of the support sticks was threatening to snap. He patted down his person, finding a bit of leather twine tucked away in a pocket. He’d forgotten what he’d kept it for in the first place, so he tied it tightly around the two parts of the stick to keep it together. Once he was finished, he turned to face the stranger, holding the kite delicately by the center-most cross beams.
〝 You hold it like this, 〞 Jiang Cheng instructed. He then made a small motion with his arm, as if to toss it into the air. 〝 Take a couple good steps and throw it, like this. It should take air on its own, and you can let it out from there. 〞
Yuuri was about to pact up and resort to just watching others enjoy the delightful activity but it seems as though the world had other plans for him at the moment. Stopping in his steps he turned to face the man and follow his actions a bit confused at to what exactly promoted him to grab his attention. That is until he spoke, he already knew he wasn't doing anything right from the start but being told such aloud was like a small stab to his confidence. But then again learning doesn't happen unless flaws are addressed and worked on. Plus it wasn’t like the man was saying anything out of turn it was just a bit blunt.
“Yeah I guessed as much..considering it’s had more time in the sand than actual air.” he admitted sheepishly before putting his full attention back onto the male. He took mental notes to the instructions presented to him keeping tabs of them by order and how the other made the motions. So that's really all that it took huh? It really wasn't rocket science he will admit, but it was nice to actually have a live demo. Hopefully he could get it up in the air this time around.
"And here I thought that just running would do the trick..Thank you for well saving the kite from another nose dive.” he tried to make light of the situation as he held his hands out from the kite rather than reaching and taking it from the other. Bound with how to actually properly proceed with this activity he felt confident that he could likely get it off the ground this time around. And if he did manage too he would likely provide a thank you gift to the other. Perhaps a new cup of tea considering he did manage to take up a bit of the stranger's time.
so I havent done one of these in a while for here and my last one got lost somewhere so...Starter Call ! Capping at lets say 4 for now.
skatesofgold:
Excitement did indeed override any nerves that might have been eating at Viktor. And just being in Yuuri’s presence is something that helps, too. It brightens Viktor up so much, and he softly sighs at the light touches to his hands that he’s given in return.
So he keeps them twined together, not at all wanting to let go and yet knowing that he will have to when they intend to eat. But for now he uses the excuse of lightly leading Yuuri forward and toward the dining area, still all smiles the whole time. He likely hasn’t taken his gaze off of him the whole time, but needing to ensure they don’t trip on anything forces him to do so. It would be an awful shame if dinner was ruined by such an incident after all.
“If that’s something that puts your mind at ease, I’ll be more than happy to taste your cooking the next time.” He tells Yuuri, one more gentle and reassuring squeeze of the hands given before he untangles their fingers carefully.
The table, as Yuuri would see it, is already set with proper food ( a fancy chicken dish accompanied by a side of vegetables and a fettucine alfredo type of dish ), candles of blue and gold placed along either side of the table. The whole set up is complete both with a non-alcoholic sparkling beverage and a fancy wine to indulge in. It was lucky none of the other tenants had ended up stumbling upon this… For that matter, it was also lucky Viktor had found someone to look after Makkachin in order to keep her out of the way during the cooking process; though he’d have to pick her up later.
Well, no matter, it was fine for an evening like this.
He finds himself watching Yuuri’s face expectantly for a reaction now as he makes a wide-armed gesture at the setup. “I’ve certainly given it my best shot…”
Yuuri knew for fact that once lacing his finger’s with Viktor’s their hands would not part for a while. Not that he was complaining he rather enjoyed the intimacy they shared, although at times it caused his heightened flustered state this time around it eased any lingering nerves that he may of kept hidden. It was hard to stay with a calm expression though, considering the Russian’s excitement was rather contagious. So much so that Yuuri found himself smiling contently with ease.
He allowed Viktor to take the lead, keeping an eye on their steps as well. Viktor didn’t really emit an air of clumsiness but accidents could happen. Though surely they would laugh it off if it did. That’s just how they were. Yet today didn’t seem like such a day were such an accidental slip up should take place.
A quick nod is the only response that Viktor receives with his statement. Yuuri didn’t trust himself with words at the moment feeling as though he would reveal just how much Viktor’s excitement rubbed off on him. Though he still made a mental note to one day perhaps arrange a picnic of the sort. Would Viktor even enjoy such an activity? Breaking from his thoughts he watched Viktor’s actions pulling his hands away slowly to aid in untangling their fingers though that did not stop the small laugh that left him when he did.
Coming upon the elaborate display Yuuri’s eyes widen with surprise as he covered his mouth with a hand in order to stifle a slight gasp. Was this really all for him? Such a thought was hard to believe yet part of him knew it was. His surprised expression slowly diminished in exchange for a wide smile. His cheeks gaining a slight tint to them as he felt the tell tale signs of tears forming in the corner of his eyes. He never imagined that he would find himself in the receiving position of such a planned celebration. Nor did it ever cross his mind that he would be worth all the effort. So perhaps his reaction was a bit much but he couldn’t exactly help it. He wiped at the stray tears..
As a laugh followed to leave him in reaction to Viktor’s gesture, he had every right to show pride in his work. “ It’s lovely, I can tell you really put thought into everything. I can only imagine how long this all took..thank you.”
A defeated sigh escapes Yuuri as he glances at the fallen kite that laid dormant within the sand. He’s tried everything so far to get the kite up in the air but it seems as though he’s lacking in experience with the activity. Then again he’s more of a figure skater than a kite flyer. Well at least he hopes he’s a decent enough figure skater, such a thought still felt up for debate in his mind. Making his way over to the fallen kite he lets out a small laugh laced with hints of nerves.
“this is definitively a bit harder than it looks...I’m starting to miss wipe outs on the ice instead.” no he wasn’t but at least he felt a bit more confident on the ice than running around dragging a kite behind him.

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Nonverbal RP Starters
I’m finding it difficult to find memes for nonverbal characters ( be they mute, or just not fond of talking ) so I thought I’d make a few!
Neutral
☝️ Tap my muse on the shoulder
👉 Point to something for my muse to see
🤙 Bump into my muse
😊 Sit down next to my muse
🤨 Sit down across from my muse
📓 Push/Slide [an object] across a table to my muse
✍️ Pass my muse a note
🙄 Roll their eyes at my muse
🚪 Tap on a table/door/wall/chair to get my muse’s attention without speaking
Aggressive
🐺 Growl at my muse
😬 Snarl/show teeth at my muse
😠 Death Glare at my muse
🙌 Push/Shove my muse
👊 Punch my muse
👖 Kick my muse in the shin
👠 Stomp on my muse’s foot
😵 Knee my muse in the gut
💀 Knee my muse in the groin
🔪 Point a weapon at my muse
🖕 Flip my muse the bird/a similar gesture
👔 Roughly pull my muse down by the collar
💢 Bang on a door/wall/table to get my muse’s attention- angrily
Angst
👩⚕️ Put pressure on my muse’s wound
🌡 Push my muse down to give them medical attention
🥣 Bring my muse soup/medicine when they are sick
🤢 Hold my muse’s hair back/Rub my muse’s back while they are sick/throwing up
👐 Hold my muse when they are badly wounded/dying
👁 Wake my muse up during a nightmare
🐱 Hold my muse after a nightmare
😭 Hold my muse when they are crying
😢Touch my muse’s shoulder while they are crying in secret
💧 Wipe away my muse’s tears
💥 Try to calm my muse during an overwhelming emotional moment
⛈ Find my muse after some kind of trauma
Soft
👕 Tug on my muse’s sleeve/shirt/skirt
🐈 Lean against my muse’s side
🤝 Hold my muse’s hand
🤗 Pull my muse into a hug
🐕 Rest their head on my muse’s shoulder/knee
🐶 Nuzzle my muse with their nose [specify a location]
✋ Touch the back of my muse’s hand
🤝 Reach for my muse’s hand to hold it
👗 Fix/Straighten my muse’s clothes
😴 Stand by the bed to see if my muse will let you under the covers with them
🛌 Crawl under the covers with my muse
🥪 Set a plate/tray/bowl of food down for my muse
😚 Kiss my muse on the cheek
Playful
🌸 Put a flower in my muse’s hair
✨ Playfully shove my muse’s shoulder
💃 Pull my muse onto a dance floor/up to dance
🤞 Come up beside them and tap the shoulder opposite where they’re standing
😈 Jump out of the shadows to scare/startle my muse
😛 Stick their tongue out at my muse
😱 Make a silly face at my muse
🤭 Tickle my muse
👃 Poke my muse’s nose
💪 Pick my muse up
Sensual/Sexual
💘 Pull my muse in for a rough kiss
💕 Pull my muse in for a tender kiss
💞 Pull my muse in for a messy/desperate kiss
💖 Lean in to give my muse a sweet/chaste kiss
❤️ Lean in to give my muse a tender kiss
🔥 Pull my muse down by the collar/by their clothes - in a sexy way
😉 Pull my muse in by the hips
😲 Smack my muse’s butt
💋 Kiss my muse’s neck
👌 Push my muse down and give them a massage
👙 Pull [an article of clothing] off my muse
👀 Push my muse down on the bed
👄 Pull my muse onto the bed
skatesofgold
For Viktor, he had planned this all out in his head a long time before the day even arrived. Ever since he had fallen so head over heels for Yuuri, he had wanted to do something more to express it. With few opportunities to do so while they were working so hard toward a gold medal for Yuuri during competition season, it is certainly something he intends to make up for now.
So Yuuri would come face to face with a very eager Viktor, hands reaching out practically immediately to initiate contact of any kind – and settling for grasping Yuuri’s hands into his own and gently squeezing.
“Yuuri, my sweet.” His voice is just a whisper when he speaks, and his smile fond. Since they’ve got the privacy, he doesn’t bother holding off on terms of endearment nor getting closer to the other. “Are you ready? I wanted to do dinner first, ah, something romantic so I took the time out to make us something nice…” And of course the part he’s leaving out is that he’s set it all up as a candlelit dinner with gifts to come after the fact once they’ve eaten. He’s always wanted to surprise a lover with this very gesture, and Yuuri is more then deserving of the grandiose setup.
Yuuri was more than nervous throughout the days leading up to the holiday. Yet he found himself slowly relaxing at the thought of spending time with someone who he cherished more than words could properly describe. Although searching for a gift was a bit of trail and error process as well, and after some mental preparation Yuuri figured what type of gift he could provide the other. A form of reassurance or clarification. Perhaps a small apology as well for keeping the other waiting for such an admittance. Even though he was mentally prepared he knew that the moment wasn't quite right just yet. Plus Viktor seemed over the moon so he would allow the other to hold the romantic spotlight for now.
A soft smile decorate Yuuri's face as he let Viktor take ahold of his hands with such a welcoming touch. He returned the squeezing gesture before rubbing his thumbs over top of Viktor's knuckles. Soothing any nerves the other might have, although he doubted such a thing was possible considering the excitement radiating off of the Russian.
Yuuri wasn't all to certain how to respond to the term of endearment, something that he's slowly but surely growing fond of. Perhaps one day when he's not busy getting flustered he will be able to respond with something of the same meaning. Giving a brief nod in response to Viktor’s question, his smile grew at the thought of Viktor planning out every little detail of the night. He was honestly grateful to have him in his life. “ I owe dinner next time then..and I’m sure which ever meal you prepared will be great.”
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With his sense of direction completely out the window and his feet sore from walking around all day, Hitoshi opts for a bus ride without much care for where it’s headed. He probably wouldn’t be lost if he has his phone with him but that’s another regret for another time. His desperation for at least a quick rest outstrips any thought that runs through his head.
He thankfully finds an unoccupied seat in the crowded bus and he doesn’t waste another second as he goes to claim it despite his preference for sitting by himself. The guy settled next to the window seems harmless anyway— like the type to mind his own business which is normally Hitoshi’s favorite type of person. The teen finally sits down with a relieved sigh. He only now catches on the exhaustion weighing heavily on his shoulders as his eyes grow heavier with each passing second. It’s not long until he eventually succumbs to the pull of slumber.
Until he hears his seatmate speak up.
Hitoshi’s eyes shoot open and realization materializes heavily on his features. He immediately jerks away from the guy’s shoulder in sheer embarrassment. ❝O-Oh, shit… Sorry about that.❞ Even though there’s really nothing there, he reaches his hand out to dust where he had unintentionally leaned his head on. ❝I didn’t mean— I wasn’t— I mean, I didn’t realize I was falling asleep.❞
Yuuri actually hadn't expected to receive such an animated response to this comment. So he's a been taken back by it all, but decides to keep as collective as possible during the situation. A nervous smile gracing his face as he listens to the kid. Although the brushing off his shoulder does get a slight laugh out of him as he tries to wave the action off. ❝ It's alright, sorry for waking you...I didn't mean to do that. But I also didn't want you to miss your stop-I er... ❞ words what exactly were they at the moment?
Surely Viktor was the better communicator within the relationship. ❝ Um..since you look pretty tired. You can go back to sleep, that is if you want!! Just inform me of your stop and I'll keep an eye out for it for you. ❞ he tried to reassure the other that falling asleep on him was alright. Though he’s pretty unsure how to properly get his message across. Plus how could he even properly look out for the teen’s stop if he himself had no idea where he was going?
❝ I mean...I don’t really know this place all to well yet but I’m guessing and hoping they call out the stops at least so I can keep an ear open for yours. Plus Im probably heading in the same direction as well so it’s no trouble.. ❞ maybe it was a bit strange to the other that Yuuri was pushing him to go back to sleep? He wasn’t sure he just felt guilty about waking him up and wanted to lay the offer out in the open. Even though he was starting to feel a bit repetitive with his words. He wasn’t much of a conversationalist after all, well unless he needed to be.
❝ Good Girl Makka!” he coos happily at the pooch sitting on the park bench dashed out in Valentine’s day themed attire. Which just includes heart themed bandanna around her neck and a few bow and flower shaped fur clips. You bet he’s taking enough pictures to override his storage. ❝ You’re the prettiest model I’ve seen...hmmm I wonder if I can turn these into cards... ”

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There’s bit of things that are new to him here in Spirale. Or maybe he just doesn’t remember most of the stuff here. It’s been awhile. It’s weird how everything worked out. He remembers everything from this life. He also remembers everything from back home. He was just a boy when he was taken and he remembers exactly when he was taken. He remembers when he was taken this time. The way time worked was odd.
He’d like to return home. There’s MUCH to do still, but being a veteran of this place, he knows that going home is impossible. You don’t go back unless they want you to go back.
So, with that, he’s just walking along the Golden Ward’s residential hallway. It’s the first thing he should do, is see where he lives. Apartment room number 333. He could’ve gotten into the taxi, but he decided against it. He knew where he was going anyway. He needed to also get his steps in.
Now here he is, in front of the elevator, just waiting for it to arrive.
he’s still not to sure what to properly make of this place. Considering at first he thought that this was all a weird dream, induced by some sort of ice related accident. Owing to the fact that Yuuri had some graceful moments but many more not to so graceful ones. So it wouldn’t be all that surprising that he would end up in such a predicament. Though now he’s starting to slowly come to accept that this was very much real. Along with the cosplayers that roamed the streets. Even though he supposes he should really stop referring to the island’s residents in such a way, because unbeknownst to him everyone was very much real and not just in flashy costumes.
Nonetheless he still tried to make the best of this odd situation and make himself at home. Which meant shopping. Okay, perhaps it was a nervous habit of his to distract himself with any little activity when things didn’t make much sense. This time it just happened to be buying unnecessary amounts of groceries. Which he had the pleasure of lugging back to his assigned apartment.
Luckily he had managed to make it into the building without much trouble now finding the elevator with bags blocking his vision would surely be a new challenge. Although bumping into an unfortunate individual seemed to much less challenging. Peering from behind his bags he blinked, a slight nervous expression on his face.
❝ Sorry about that, bag monster walking through... ❞ he tried to make light of the situation. ❝Um. Sorry for bothering but is this the elevator to go up towards 336? ❞
❝ Valentine’s day? What does one even purchase for a figure skating legend...? I mean I already got him a ring...so maybe a necklace? Does he even wear necklaces...? -Oh how about one of those novelty ties! ❞
1 and 2, for the questions for the mun!
Questions for the Mun || Accepting
1. Who has been your favorite muse to play?
❝ Yaaa hooo!! Tis’ I the legendary defender of justice 7 0 7 !!! ❞
» » It was unfortunately a short lived blog but he was such a fun and relaxed muse to play because most items considered “crack” topics. Where literal topics for him. Like whether cats had socks, boots, or mittens on their peets.
2. Do you listen to music while you write? If so, what do you like to listen to?
» » You bet I do! Each muse has their specific go to playlist. It also depends on what I feel like writing that specific day. If it’s angst then I go with “sad” songs if a muse is upset or angry then its time to bring out the songs about murder. It just makes writing a bit easier for me that way. Yuuri’s current playlist isss..{small bit under the read more cause why not? Fair warning the song genres change like crazy.}
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——————–QUESTIONS FOR MUN
1. Who has been your favorite muse to play? 2. Do you listen to music while you write? If so, what do you like to listen to? 3. Are there any particular aus or plots that you’d really like to write? 4. What are some of your rp pet peeves? 5. What is the most difficult thing about writing your current muse? 6. What is your favorite thing about writing your current muse? 7. Who was the very first muse you ever wrote? 8. Have you ever written a novel? If not, does it interest you? 9. Do you write fanfiction, or have you in the past? 10. Do you like stylized icons and formatted text or do you prefer to keep things simple? 11. When did you start roleplaying? 12. Have you roleplayed anywhere other than tumblr? 13. Who are five of your favorite characters? (In the rp community or otherwise) 14. What are five of your favorite ships? (In the rp community or otherwise) 15. What sort of muses do you tend to write? 16. Do you like to queue your replies or just post them when you finish? 17. Do you prefer winging it or plotting everything out? 18. What makes for a great roleplay partner in your opinion? 19. Have you received anon hate? If so, how do you deal with it? 20. If you could tell your muse something, what would it be?

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nonsexual acts of intimacy --- select from the following for my muse to respond to:
♔ : Finding your muse wearing their clothes ♕ : Holding hands ♖ : Having their hair washed by your muse ♗ : Your muse falling asleep with their head in my muse’s lap. ♘ : Cuddling in a blanket fort ♙ : Sharing a bed ♚ : Head scratches ♛ : Sharing a dessert ♜ : Shoulder rubs ♝ : Reading a book together ♞ : Caring for each other while ill (specify which party is which) ♟ : Patching up a wound ♤ : Taking a bath together ♧ : Your muse playing with their hair ♡ : Accidentally falling asleep together ♢ : Forehead or cheek kisses ♠ : Your muse adjusting their jewelry/neck tie/ etc. ♣ : Back scratches ♥ : Your muse crying about something ♦ : Slow dancing
skatesofgold:
Uh oh… Oops! His tongue seems to have slipped and gotten him in trouble! And… Yuuri caught on right away.
“You don’t need a costume to be eros by now, right?” Cough! “Um… Of course I just mean I like seeing you be sexy sometimes~ Is that so unreasonable?” He might be digging himself a bigger hole here.
so he want’s to witness eros right? A smile adorns his face as he grips onto Viktor’s shirt and pulls him down to his level. Their face’s rather close as he releases his grip and loosely wraps his arms around the other’s neck.
❝ and you don’t need extensions to have long hair again right? ❞ there’s such a teasing grin plastered on his face as he gives an innocent head tilt.