jarring, perhaps-?
A Devoted Hearts Starter
Linhardt actually arrives at a decent time.
Of course, he is by no means early, and it’d be charitable to say he arrived at the stated time, but he’s not horribly late, so. That’s worth something, isn’t it?
At the very minimum, it’s not like he just woke up from a nap and then left. Today was a special occasion (to most), and so, out of some mild respect, Lin decided to actually dress up. (That isn’t why he was late, of course. He’d simply taken his time getting there.) His gaze glides across the room, and he notes almost everyone else looks nice as well. That’s nice.
Then he finds a spot to sit and take a nice nap.
He doesn’t do so, however, without first setting out his clue. Normally, he would have a white ribbon as a part of his outfit, — and even now, he had one tied around his wrist, — but the prompt asked him to bring a treasured item in a jar, and this was the closest thing he had to that. A white ribbon in a jar. A compelling conversation starter.
Lin yawns, stretching out in his chair and letting the time pass by.
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just gonna start story rambling on main,
So i have a comic i plan to draw...eventually (and hopefully stick with it i need tips for that...)
Its about a depressed person from our world who gets summoned into the body of a depressed immortal fey who doesnt want a physical form anymore in another world
and the body aint human, (full furry comic mode style) she's in the middle of a forest that belonged to the immortal fey and so now belongs to her.
She has fruit and food everywhere she turns and wild animals are friendly, however she meets a tiny clown (think rat sized) that honks to communicate, and she adopts it because it wont stop following her and being cute.
Eventually she hears ppl talking and she's hasnt been able to find the edge of the forest yet so she runs towards them
They're monsters, typical dungeon monsters but peaceful and just travelling, they see her and call out asking if she's got herself lost in these dangerous woods too
she hasnt encountered danger once since being here but nods and agree asking if the next town was close, They were about to try heading back home anyway and so she goes with them excitedly
their home is a small town built out of a dungeon, they were born and raised there, part of the Mother Dragon's blessed.
They ask which lair she came from and she hesitantly points to the forest, they're confused before 'realising' she's from a wild lair, an unblessed but instead an awakened creature. A rarity of rarities. They welcome her to their home and offer to get her introduced proper to their Guardians. (the boss monsters)
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— 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞.
✦ in need of a kiss? well, feel free to pick an experience from our finest collection! perhaps you’ll find one suited perfectly to your tastes?
(or, in other words, the types of kisses they give, and what it’s like to kiss them.)
✦ featuring: aventurine, dr. ratio, jing yuan.
✦ warnings: very kiss focused, not proofread.
✦ notes: these characters with this concept were particularly inspiring today, so i jotted down a little something really quick (might add more characters later in a pt. 2 later? idk)
also forgive me for any characterization errors please i'm still studying them
aventurine.
his kisses are greedy.
he’s greedy, far too greedy, and selfish to boot— he wants everything you have to give, all for himself. he tastes like a burst of citrus on your tongue, always, always keeping you on your toes, his lips sneakily capturing everything they can, right down to the slightest sound that leaves your lips.
he wants as much of you as he can possibly get, and he’s perfectly capable of drawing it all out from you, bit by bit. he just needs the right bargaining chip, and he has it already, doesn’t he?
a kiss, for a kiss.
a fair trade, wouldn’t you say?
(he doesn’t make deals that don’t pay off, after all. and this thing he’s doing with you? well, it sure is raking in the profits.)
veritas ratio.
dr. ratio doesn’t do things in half measures. when he kisses you, it’s all or nothing; he will put his all into it.
he doesn’t confine himself to your lips, either. the philosophy is simple: what kind of learning would one hope to achieve by limiting themselves?
his hands travel all over, learning the wheres, the whens and the hows, almost as if he’s trying to see how you tick, while his lips embark on a journey of their own across the skin of your face, your jaw and your neck.
he kisses with diligence and precision and passion, meticulous and methodical, quickly adapting his methods to even the slightest of hints you send his way. every action he does is intentional and deliberate, so why should this be any different?
oh, but make no mistake, for all his versatility and straightforwardness, he will not make it easy for you to keep up with him.
but you can take a challenge, can’t you?
jing yuan.
he is gentle, he is soft, he is slow— he kisses in the way that honey flows; lazy, languid, almost hypnotizing, like he has all the time in the world. he savors you the same way he savors the tea that lends his lips the subtle bitterness they carry, but they taste sweet all the same.
when he pulls away, a smile graces his face, one that lights up his eyes with adoration. soft as they are, they still command your undivided attention with the way you cannot seem to tear your gaze away from him. his hands still remain on your person though, holding you impossibly close.
and when he tenderly cradles your face in his palms, worries evaporate into air, thoughts slip away to spaces unknown, and moments stretch into lifetimes.
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