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Shoot your shot

the ( f l i r t i n g ) meme
Whether it's because you saw a cutie at the bar or a game between old lovers, tonight you're pulling out all your best moves to impress. See if you can win that person's heart or remind your lover just how much you still want them. There are a million reasons to flirt. Maybe you're just doing it because it's fun.

Doesn't matter where you are either, it doesn't stop the inexplicable urge. A smokey bar, at a coffee shop, or just hanging around the house, you've got your sights set. Hopefully your flirting is as good as you think it is or it might get embarrassing!

- Post your character's name, series, and preferences. Feel free to set a scene!
- Others respond with their flirting attempts.
- Have fun!

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❪ voice testing ⦁ prefs ⦁ spoilers possible ⦁ open to assumed cr ⦁ other loki's ⦁ other timelines ❫

Of course this spell would ask for dirt from a freshly dug grave. Could they morb it up a little bit more? It isn’t as if Margo can lurk around the graveyard in the daylight, scooping up dirt in front of mourners, so she goes at nighttime when she’s perfectly aware that it’s just a little bit more dangerous. She stops by a newly laid headstone in front of a pile-up of the stuff and collects more than enough for what she’ll need.

She can feel eyes on her, maybe from a couple of yards away, and smiles. Looking over her shoulder she catches sight of a figure standing by a mausoleum and gives him a nod of recognition. The shadows hide his features pretty well, but his silhouette is more than appealing. Margo tucks her little plastic bag of dirt into her skirt pocket and steps a little closer to the guy without any visible trace of fear.

“So, hanging out in graveyards… Is that all the rage these days?” She smirks.

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faiththatfuelsu - 2021-07-12 20:19 (UTC) - Expand

(M/F for serious, but OTA for fun)

[ooc: open to cross-canon/AU]

[This was bad, Rey knew that. She knew leaving an offering in the name of Ares was a stupid fucking thing. One shouldn't be praying to that god. A god of destruction, vengeance. One who caused chaos and left death in his wake. She had been briefly ...tempted by it. What is war but conflict? How do you think progress is made without conflict?

How could the world evolve without conflict and war? It was tempting, sorely tempting, but she could not bring herself to take part of an unnecessary war. To be a weapon--used and then discarded at the whim of its master. She had lived a life similar to that, where her life was depended upon the whims of another. She would not go into such servitude again.

But, she was human. Prone to make mistakes. Prone to go back to something that was...comforting even if it was bad for her. Some might say she was flirting with the God, but she would out right deny it. If only because she wasn't one to use her feminine charms on someone else (or know how to). Besides, if she were flirting with him, he'd see right through it. Ares probably had men and women throwing themselves at him. Her little offering of a freshly killed rabbit and fruit would probably go unnoticed.

She could make one offering and then continue her journey on horse and...nothing would happen.]