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bakerstreet2018-04-04 08:35 pm
engagements) wrote in bakerstreet2018-04-04 08:35 pm
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((Would a Cor be alright? I'm cool if you want to do some platonic dominating if you don't ship these two))
[ [ f/m; castmates, cross-canon, au, oc all a-okay ]
God, apologies. the last week plus some has been absolute HELL.
maskirovka
- 2018-04-28 04:23 (UTC) - Expand( Open to all mediums. I'd appreciate a note in the subject if you're looking for gen, shipping, or smut! Characters aged 21+ for shipping/smut only, please. )
[I am completely canon blind other than your bio. Setting is up to you.]
Ben waited outside the door. He didn't know any details, just that the other man wanted to see him about something. He assumed it was work related, perhaps a commission for a libretto. He knocked on the door again.
Ben waited outside the door. He didn't know any details, just that the other man wanted to see him about something. He assumed it was work related, perhaps a commission for a libretto. He knocked on the door again.
Time flies when you aren't aware of it passing. It's been more than two years and Bruce's last memory of Earth is of Natasha kissing him, telling him that she adored him...
...and pushing him into a pit.
To say that he's conflicted now that they have a little time alone may be a bit of an understatement. He's wary, but he can't help the welling of longing for the two years they might have had if Hulk hadn't run, following through on what Bruce might have done anyway if he'd been the one in the driver's seat.
No one ever said he didn't have issues.
"So... um." He puts his back to the door that shuts out the rest of the world for however long they can steal away for this reunion. "I'm glad you're okay." He gestures vaguely. "As okay as all this gets."
...and pushing him into a pit.
To say that he's conflicted now that they have a little time alone may be a bit of an understatement. He's wary, but he can't help the welling of longing for the two years they might have had if Hulk hadn't run, following through on what Bruce might have done anyway if he'd been the one in the driver's seat.
No one ever said he didn't have issues.
"So... um." He puts his back to the door that shuts out the rest of the world for however long they can steal away for this reunion. "I'm glad you're okay." He gestures vaguely. "As okay as all this gets."
((Why hello there pretty lady. I'm open to anything.))
((OOC: Admittedly I have no specific ideas, but I'll be brainstorming. In the meantime, if you have a scenario you'd be interested in, let me know!))
[Cast mates and cross canon welcome.]
[Although gentle, he's a dirty-talking top and is likely to ask/tell your character to be vocal and to make sure to give him feedback. Easy stuff like "tell me how good you feel!" Wall and/or mirror sex possible.
[If he's bottoming, he's still going to dirty-talk, and is going to be greedy, and certainly won't be shy about telling how good your muse is making him feel.
[Cross-canon/-medium welcome. 16+ only.]
[If he's bottoming, he's still going to dirty-talk, and is going to be greedy, and certainly won't be shy about telling how good your muse is making him feel.
[Cross-canon/-medium welcome. 16+ only.]
Khloe Zhwan | Final Fantasy XIV | Fandom OC | F/F
the_fractured_heart
2018-04-05 02:53 pm (UTC)(link)
[Maybe the chef recruited by a ruthless space pirate (think of the new ingredients and interstellar dishes she could discover) gets fed up (ha, food puns) with his teasing and flirting, and takes matters into her own hands?]
[ooc: Leaving this deliberately vague so you can decide the setting. It could be a crowed market square, an inn, or even his throne room. Assumed CR is fine or they can be meeting for the first time. I'm up for anything. :)]
U'rajul never lacked for confidence when he was dancing. He was in his element when he was performing no matter if the audience was big or small. It was generally his pretty face and attractive face that drew the crowds, and the moves of the dance were overtly seductive, but the miqo'te was good. He put everything into his art, and of course he enjoyed the attention. He was very aware that every eye was on him, and he loved it.
Locking eyes with the blonde man who watched him, he smiled as the music reached its climax, and whirled, hip scarf twirling behind him, as he launched into a series of complicated spins, faster and faster until it seemed he would fall, then just as quickly came smoothly to a stop, posed gracefully at the end of the song.
U'rajul never lacked for confidence when he was dancing. He was in his element when he was performing no matter if the audience was big or small. It was generally his pretty face and attractive face that drew the crowds, and the moves of the dance were overtly seductive, but the miqo'te was good. He put everything into his art, and of course he enjoyed the attention. He was very aware that every eye was on him, and he loved it.
Locking eyes with the blonde man who watched him, he smiled as the music reached its climax, and whirled, hip scarf twirling behind him, as he launched into a series of complicated spins, faster and faster until it seemed he would fall, then just as quickly came smoothly to a stop, posed gracefully at the end of the song.
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