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him!
do you want to fight with him?
you can but we probably oughtta hash it out. his physical constitution is totally terrible, but he has some very heavy-handed magical abilities.
do you want to flirt with him?
you can do this, and you will receive either spaghetti or werther's originals for your troubles, depending on how much of a grandpa he's being.
do you want to date him?
i don't mind writing it, but let's set up some context and background first! he's too messy to slip quickly and comfortably into a relationship.
do you want to offend/upset him?
he's good at behaving mildly, so it might be difficult to tell if you do that. but his tender spots mostly revolve around his personal failings, talking smack about the warrior of light(/darkness) (white knight mode engage), or the apocalypse. he doesn't like to talk about his past and will flat out avoid it with almost everyone.
do you want to have sex with him?
i probably won't be writing smut with him.
do you want to break his fourth wall?
pass, please.
do you want to read his mind?
let's discuss this, please--in part because i would prefer to structure my tags to facilitate that if it's something we do.
me!
do you want to backtag with me?
please do! i will probably require a lot of it myself. sorry!
do you want to threadjack with me?
i don't mind, but i'll be pretty lost if i have zero context or precedence beforehand!
are you worried about threading sensitive subjects with me?
i won't be ruffled, so no worries, but i'd like for anything particularly sensitive to at least have a purpose in the scene.
are you worried about hitting me with spoilers?
don't be! i am all caught up!
if there's anything else, please ask!
do you want to fight with him?
you can but we probably oughtta hash it out. his physical constitution is totally terrible, but he has some very heavy-handed magical abilities.
do you want to flirt with him?
you can do this, and you will receive either spaghetti or werther's originals for your troubles, depending on how much of a grandpa he's being.
do you want to date him?
i don't mind writing it, but let's set up some context and background first! he's too messy to slip quickly and comfortably into a relationship.
do you want to offend/upset him?
he's good at behaving mildly, so it might be difficult to tell if you do that. but his tender spots mostly revolve around his personal failings, talking smack about the warrior of light(/darkness) (white knight mode engage), or the apocalypse. he doesn't like to talk about his past and will flat out avoid it with almost everyone.
do you want to have sex with him?
i probably won't be writing smut with him.
do you want to break his fourth wall?
pass, please.
do you want to read his mind?
let's discuss this, please--in part because i would prefer to structure my tags to facilitate that if it's something we do.
me!
do you want to backtag with me?
please do! i will probably require a lot of it myself. sorry!
do you want to threadjack with me?
i don't mind, but i'll be pretty lost if i have zero context or precedence beforehand!
are you worried about threading sensitive subjects with me?
i won't be ruffled, so no worries, but i'd like for anything particularly sensitive to at least have a purpose in the scene.
are you worried about hitting me with spoilers?
don't be! i am all caught up!
if there's anything else, please ask!
it's just that i fell in love with a war
Yes-- [The shock and the joy should be as oil and water--as flesh and hard crystal. But here they mingle together in the harmony of a single breath. It must be fuzzy, from such a distance, and the static doesn't carry the warmth of his mouth.] Yes?
[Hope is a precipice. Hope is the tip of a cliff whose root is battered by the day. Some days, in bad weather, one extra puff of wind could push a man past its edge. But, today, G'raha Tia has a light foot.]
Hello? Here. I am here.
[Hope is a precipice. Hope is the tip of a cliff whose root is battered by the day. Some days, in bad weather, one extra puff of wind could push a man past its edge. But, today, G'raha Tia has a light foot.]
Hello? Here. I am here.