( love letters + shipping texts. 💞 )

[reigun]

love letters + shipping texts meme

comment with your character. other people will reply to you. your characters (in a relationship, in love, in some sort of attraction that gravitates around the other, in idk 'love' is a many-splendored thing) are communicating via: passionate confessions written on parchment, furtive notes scrawled in code, passive-aggressive post-it notes, messages carved in trees, smoke signals, instant messages on space age computers, text messages complete with lovey-dovey pictures, whatever! have fun!

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[villainousness]

That was quick.

[backronym]

Bit of magic.

[or of having started a kettle before texting because he, at least, wanted a nice cuppa]

[villainousness]

Impressive.

[backronym]

[faint compliments shouldn't be this pleasant]

Don't spoil it by being late.

[villainousness]

I wouldn't dream of it.

[backronym]

Good. Otherwise it's the blue cardigan for you.

[villainousness]

A fate worse than death.

[backronym]

And one you're creeping toward now.

[villainousness]

Then I best make haste.

[backronym]

[he'll pointedly stop texting, then, to encourage Haste]

text > action

[villainousness]

[ loki arrives shortly, glancing around. ]

[backronym]

[hopefully he's prepared to arrive to the shocking revelation that the little book-smothered room is, in fact, ruddy cold.

slightly less so with the fire going and the faintly earthy scent of tea making the air oddly warmer, but still cold enough that Theo's shoulders are nearly up to his ears where he's huddled over the sketch of something more properly captivating than sweater-based science. warmer still (metaphorically) when Theo actually glances up at the quiet arrival.]

Catastrophe narrowly avoided.

[villainousness]

[ loki waves a flippant hand. ]

Yes, yes, I'm here.

[ if it is cold, again, loki says nothing to that effect. it's a fact that loki has merely chalked up to the resilience of asgardians, nothing more. ]

[backronym]

And we all feel properly graced.

[There's a slightly more awkward struggle than usual to get to his feet. The fire will help eventually, but waking up cold is a hard thing to walk his leg back from.]

So. [The sweater he holds out isn't a particularly elegant thing, but the thick wool at least looks cozy and the green is a dark stately hue--at least, as compared to the drab grey of the one he's wearing himself.] For science.

[villainousness]

[ loki eyes it critically. ]

It looks rather . . . woolly.

[backronym]

Well-spotted. But it won't bite. [A shift of his weight, and he draws the sweater across at the elbows, turning it for full display effect.] You'll notice they've removed all the sheep bits. That's where the teeth were.

[villainousness]

How kind of them.

[ loki clicks his tongue. ]

So I'll be wearing that?

[backronym]

[Is it wrong to dearly enjoy the idea? Hopefully not.]

If you can manage. It's very complex.

[villainousness]

[ loki deadeyes the sweater. ]

Yes. Undoubtedly.

[backronym]

I've made drawings.

[Full diagrams. Well, full diagram. There aren't a lot of mechanical engineering challenges to putting on a jersey.]

[villainousness]

That seems very unnecessary.

But very dedicated.

[backronym]

I expect that's the hallmark of humanity.

[villainousness]

Is it?

I suppose there are worse traits to embody.

[backronym]

Go on, then.

[He'll make his careful way to pouring out mugs of tea, but no one's getting any until that sweater is on.]

[villainousness]

[ loki takes the sweater, slipping it on easily. it's not as complex as his armours after all, which can take half an hour at least. ]

There. Satisfied?