( the affectionate physical contact meme )

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the affectionate physical contact meme

 

you love spending time with your significant other. but sometimes, just "spending time" with him/her isn't enough. you need to have your hands on each other every now and then.

➝ post your character below, with your character's name and series in the subject.

➝ tag other people, using an rng with range 1-8 to roll a scenario.

➝ roll as many times as you want, play out whatever you want!

one; hugging. you just want to give your loved one a warm embrace. be it out of happiness, to comfort them while they're down, or just to give them something warm to latch onto, you just want to wrap your arms around them.

two; kissing. whether it's a peck on the cheek or a deep kiss, a kiss good-bye or a romantic kiss, you find yourself compelled to kiss the other person! be as tender or as passionate as you so choose.

three; holding hands. it's a simple gesture, really -- to reach out and take someone's hand. but that one simple gesture can convey any number of sentiments. what the sentiment is, is up to you, but you find yourself reaching out to take your significant other's hand.

four; carrying. is your loved one hurt and needs a lift? do they want a piggyback ride? or do you just want to spare them the effort of walking? whatever the reason, you're now itching to pick up your partner and carry them to their destination.

five; i love you. you've said it before or maybe you haven't but now you have to say it again or for the first time.

six; dancing. kick up the music, because it's time to dance! but no lone dancing allowed -- you need to have a partner! you can do whatever dance strikes your fancy. personally, i recommend the slow dance, but you can do whatever you want!

seven; massaging. did your significant other have a rough day? did they get hurt? or do you just feel like doing something really nice for them? whatever it is, you're giving them a nice massage now. they'll feel wonderful in no time!

eight; flirting. the easiest way to break the ice or maybe you're just an overly flirty person.

nine; cuddling. sometimes there's just no better feeling than curling up next to each other on a warm sofa. hold each other, lie next to each other, fall asleep on each other -- it's all good here.

ten; wild card! reroll, pick an option, or come up with something else!

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[untethered]

[ she looks pleased as punch when he catches on and offers no resistance. ] All the more reason for you to get back into practice. [ while not entirely oblivious to the stares, she doesn't let it puncture her good humor, and offers him the tiniest of courtly curtsies, before granting him her elbow ] And dancing's more about style than anything. You've rarely been short on that.

[undealt]

[He takes her arm and tilts his head at the compliment, all but beaming. Yes, he has style. If there's one thing Belle's incredibly good at, it's making him feel 300 years younger.] I believe I'm allowed at least one good attribute. [As opposed to the multitude of unfortunate ones. Style's not much when you're using it the way he does.

As soon as they're on a clear section of dance floor, he ever-so-carefully puts a hand on her waist and laces his fingers around hers. He has to count under his breath a bit, leading with his good foot, but he's surprisingly not terrible. Just a bit awkward.] That wasn't so difficult to remember.

[untethered]

[ she drapes a hand over his shoulder, with all the prim and proper poise of her former courtly days, still looking ready to burst with pride at getting him to potentially enjoy himself. in PUBLIC. she's patient with his steps and follows his lead with undaunted grace, silently mouthing the count along with him until they fall into a rhythm. ] You have done this before, then. [ there's a question in there, somewhere. and some amusement. ]

[undealt]

I had much better form then. [Which is a nice way of saying "I was not a freakin' cripple."] It's been some time now. Twenty-eight odd years and then... Well. [He leans forward a bit to whisper in her ear.] I didn't get invited to a lot of balls.

[Just, you know, crashed them.]

[untethered]

[ his breath against her ear causes a wide smile to split her face in spite of everything, and belle ducks her head a moment to conceal it, a glow working its way across her cheek. if the mere fact that they were dancing didn't catch everyone's attention, the sheer flirtychans now do, and snow and charming have even stopped dancing over there to gape and gawp from the sidelines and gossip at the locals. there's rude pointing going on. ]

Well, this isn't a proper ball, but we can always pretend.

[undealt]

[POINT AWAY, DEARIES.

POINT AWAY.

They're just jealous the prettiest girl in town is with him. So there.

In all seriousness, he's hardly oblivious to all that, but his level of sheer "give a damn" has hit a zero. He pulls back from her ear slightly and rests his forehead against hers.] Hm. Like I'm pretending we don't have an audience right now?

[Okay, so maybe his give a damns are a bit higher than zero. He really hates these people sometimes. He still managed to sound as faintly amused by it as he did the last time he got leered at for daring to flirt with Belle.]

[untethered]

Does it really bother you, so much? [ ruby's made her way over to the charmings and now she's whispering to them, clearly in explanation of who belle is and what go on, but they still look generally (unsure). maybe even more so now. ]

[undealt]

Not me. I'm accustomed to them. [He knows that when they want something, they'll go to him and in the end, they can judge all they want. He's the one who judges himself unworthy of love and he does it every damn day.] Does it bother you?

[untethered]

Do you really think I'm going to start worrying about appearances now? [ it's a cutesy jab but she means it too, and she snuggles against him, just so that everyone else can gape at the sight of the "dark one" being snuggled.

to be fair, now charming's in on the explaining over there, and looking torn between between cautious, confused, and hesitant, and secretly-a-little-proud because he got points for the matchmaking assist over here, no matter how (unsure) he may be about the match itself. ] There's only one person in this room I see.

[undealt]

Perhaps not, but being different from the rest of them can be terribly isolating. [Yep. That happened. Deal with it. He is extremely satisfied by that snuggling and this has become a high school slow dance. Way less effort. Also necessary because Belle makes him a dumb teenager to such an extent that he can't even put too much concern into his words and it's mostly an afterthought. Belle doesn't care. He knows that... deep down anyway.

Also somewhere Jefferson's going HALE NAW and planning on smacking Charming's shit up, because he totally made this ship happen, okay? Okay. No credit for you, bro.

He looks down at her, kinda smirking.] Well, now that you've mention it... It does seem emptier, doesn't it?

[untethered]

[ she'll take that smirk of his and offer him a conspiratorial smile in return ] A ballroom of our very own.

[undealt]

In that case... [Since no one's paying them any attention in their little world- this mean's you, Granny, who could probably fit a crossbow in her purse- he gives her a little spin.] Wouldn't want to give anyone the satisfaction of my better moves, now would we?

[Actual sixteen year old Rumpelstiltskin. Look, this is way classier than other moves he could possibly be doing.]

[untethered]

[ ihu

her whole face lights up with uncontrolled giggles at the sudden exuberant move and she happily follows suit, before drawing closer to him again. ]

I knew you were holding out on me.

[undealt]

[lies.

He is so stupidly enamored with her that when her face lights up, his does too. And now he really isn't aware of anyone else outside of their little bubble. Hell, he's barely aware of the insecurity he felt five minutes ago. It's him. It's Belle. And that's all that matters.]

Don't get your hopes up. I might still step on your feet before the night is over.

[untethered]

[ she catches onto something in that which prompts a glint in her eye ] So I do get more than one dance.

[undealt]

Well, for a moment there, I was concerned someone might sweep you off your feet, but I just don't see that happening. [Normally, he's oozing confidence to the point of obscenity, but Belle has a way of humbling him, and when it all comes tumbling back, it tumbles back hard. He has swagger.]

oh right we said this had to happen...

[untethered]

Well, no one ever said you couldn't do the sweeping yourself. [ as she playfully laughs along and gets all into their disney movie parallel scene she doesn't even notice someone's walking up behind gold until it's too late.

a hand taps his shoulder ...

GUESS WHO. ]

suddenly canon

[undealt]

[It takes approximately .5 seconds to wipe a dorky smile off Gold's face and make him all business.

And by all business, I mean teeth-gritting I-will-fuck-you-up all mafia business.]

Your majesty. [He doesn't even have to look, okay. He just knows.] I hope you're not terribly attached to that finger.

we are so legit

[unhappily]

This can't wait, Gold.

[undealt]

[He finally gives her a look over his shoulder. It is deeply, deeply displeased.] Of course it can. You just turn around and walk away.

[He waves his hand in a "see look? simple" gesture, because clearly Regina needs that spelled out for her. In neon.]

[unhappily]

I'd love to, believe me, since it would mean you'd be likely to die with the rest of this town. But I'm not so willing to let my son go down in flames with it all.

[untethered]

[ BELLE HATES HER LIFE SO MUCH, she'll just be over here, miserable and watching regina lest the queen decide to turn her into a pumpkin or some shit ]

[undealt]

See, Belle, she has a heart after all. You can almost see it- perhaps if you squint a bit. [Even if she has a point, he is going to be completely catty about it. That said, all attention goes to Regina.] And what's the occasion this time? Your mother? Your own mistakes come back to bite you on ass yet again? Honestly, I do hope you're going to surprise me this time, dearie. I'd hate to think you were interrupting what was actually a pleasant evening for more of the same.

[unhappily]

This really isn't the place to discuss it. [ she cuts a gaze across the way at the snowing tribe, eyes tight. ] Your shop. Fifteen minutes.

[undealt]

I'll be there in twenty. Go ahead and let yourself in. I know a locked door's never been one to deter you.

[Leaving Regina alone in his shop is probably a bold move, but he doesn't keep anything in there she's going to care about. And maybe she'll prick her finger on something for nosing about. That'd show her. Plus it gives him an extra five minutes with Belle to be deeply apologetic that she's kinda sorta dating a mafia lord.]