baby's first meme

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Stolen from theposthumans  shamelessly because it's amazing.



❤ COMMENT with your characters.
❤ COMMENT to characters with who they should makeout with or just comment to people you want your character to makeout with.
❤ Everyone makes out with everyone else in the comments. (edited: PS FUCK YOU IT'S IC HERE PRETEND THERE'S MAGICAL COMPULSION YOU HAVE NO CHOICE B(!! )
❤ BE HIDEOUS.
❤ LATHER, RINSE, REPEAT.

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DAMMIT BRO GET OUT WHY DO YOU ALWAYS DO THIS B( /searching for more appropriate icons now

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Think you mean Trollmes.

[ Dave's facial expression does not even twitch. He is too cool to allow such weaknesses to show. Shaded eyes look straight at the troll, successfully keeping a completely disenchanted expression even as she narrows the distance between them. ]

Okay, hold on a sec. T-z, your mystical Seer bullshit is leaking over, because I'm pickin' up on your thoughts here. It's like you want something from me. Can't really see any clearer than that though.

[ Dave goes silent for a single second - and then he closes the distance, pressing light red lips against black ones. ]

[ oh wow what's that is that... ]

[ A HINT OF WILD CHERRY COMING TO HIS CHEEKS??? ]

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[> Terezi: Inform Dave that your mystical Seer abilities are not bullshit.

You can't do that! Your mouth is currently occupied by other things right now, like the fact that Dave's lips are on yours!

Despite her posturing and flirtiness and constant invasions of other people's personal space, Terezi kinda has no fucking clue at all what she's actually supposed to do in this situation, but she doesn't let that stop her. She wraps her right arm around Dave's waist, the other around his shoulders, and pulls him in. Though her smile doesn't falter, there's a brief pause while she draws away and just breathes in Dave's scent before leaning in for another kiss. The smell and taste of wild cherry is all in her senses, and she can barely pick up anything else for all the red she's getting. Gog dammit Dave, why are you so delicious???]

> Kari: Steal that icon for purposes of this thread. Search for Dave blushing. Tag Terezi first.

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[ > Dave: Occupy Terezi further.

Gladly. Since she's doing such a fine goddamn job of keeping you on your toes, it'd only be fair to reciprocate. The second her arms start to wrap around you, you respond in kind - right arm around her waist, left hand coming up to thread lightly through her hair.

You're not going to admit it, but the practice earlier with Davesprite is probably helping you out here.

You're fine until she leans back and just breathes, and by then you're pretty sure you're flushing uncontrollably. Since you're pretty sure you can't make a case for irony here, nothing else to do but roll with it. You meet Terezi halfway, doing that thing Davesprite did and nibbling very lightly at her bottom lip.

You really hope she doesn't reciprocate. That would end in a little too much blood for your comfort. ]

huarghasdf /forever late

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[> Terezi: RECIPROCATE

You're pretty sure that's a bad idea. Your teeth are just too sharp! You'd probably wind up hurting him and making him bleed and hey wait a minute this is starting to sound more like a good idea the more you think about it. Maybe finally you'll be able to figure out if his blood tastes like his fruity text or boring copper like that one person said.

Bluh. You shut down this line of thinking and file it away for later. This is probably at the top of the list of things Not To Do on your first kiss anyway. You can push boundaries some other time -- right now you're too busy enjoying this to risk ending it so early. You are finally making out with Mr. Coolkid Strider and you are not going to screw it up now.

> Terezi: So do something else jegus this isn't that hard.

You mentally flip your shit at the sweet blush spreading across Dave's face. As you internally gloat on your VICTORY (because that is totally going down as a win in your book), you gently wind your fingers in Dave's hair and part your lips, just a little bit.]

IT'S FINE I'M USUALLY WORSE /back to normal icons sob

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[ > Dave: STOP PLAYING GAMES FOR GIRLS.

What? You're pretty sure this doesn't really fall under that category, in all honesty! And all that besides, you are enjoying this far too much to quit just yet. The feeling of someone else pressed against you like this is overwhelmingly enjoyable, mentally and physically. And besides, Terezi is damn cute, in a very... troll fashion. There's not really any other way to put it. Honestly, you've seen enough weird shit by this point in your life, the fact that you're currently macking on a member of an alien race responsible for the creation of your universe barely even registers as a four on the WTFOMETER.

Any musings on this topic are promptly interrupted as Terezi pulls the dreaded Double Coolkid Flusterer. The sensations of the smiling girl's lips parting against yours combined with the feelings of a hand winding through your hair are just too much. Her onslaught succeeds, sending a tiny shiver throughout your entire body.

You pull Terezi close, wrapping your arms tight in an embrace, before breaking the kiss. As you breathe in, you inhale her scent - and then, just as quickly as you broke off, you quickly peck her on the lips. And then move back in for another full kiss. Just for good measure. Not because you're enjoying it, because that would be thoroughly unironic.

...oh, hell, you're smiling a little too now. ]

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[======>

OHHHHHH??? Is that a smile you detect? >8D If there was any lingering doubt of your triumph, it is now gone. You are making a note here: HUGE SUCCESS. But really, though, that's taking a backseat to just how nice this all feels.

> Terezi: Try something different.

Well, okay. Part of being six solar sweeps is experimentation, right? As you stroke your fingers through Dave's hair, you press a line of kisses from the corner of his mouth to his neck. You very lightly scrape your teeth down, careful not to break the surface, and then trail your tongue over that spot before planting another kiss there. You're so close you can smell a warm cherry undercurrent beneath the soft peach of his skin, and you can't help but lick again to get another fruity taste.

> Terezi: Become a rainbow drinker.

No. That's fucking stupid.]

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[ ==>

No of course it's not a smile. Only a stupid chucklefuck MEAN OL' PILLWEEF would think that. Terezi hasn't won anything except the not-winning competition. And even then, she's in like a huge fucking tie with most of the other inhabitants of the multiverse.

You, of course, believe this thoroughly and are not thinking it just to stay level.

However, by the time Terezi switches to kissing down your neck and then suddenly experimenting, you are not really thinking MUCH OF ANYTHING. You flinch both visibly (which is probably not hugely obvious past all this WILD CHERRY) and tangibly (which is definitely obvious to practically anyone in a five-foot radius, especially if you're kind of tangled up with them).

It's definitely not a bad feeling, though. Not in the least, if your giving her more neck to work with is any indication. ]

Jegus, Terezi.

[ At least you've still got your wits about you, right? Surely some ironic commentary on the nature of her action is on its way! ]




[ Okay, it doesn't really look like he's going to say anything else.

Good job. Terezi broke you. B( ]

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[> Terezi: Keep doing that thing.

That flinch throws you off, and you wonder if this was actually a bad idea because derp derp how does I human physiological responses, but if the way he just talked and bared his throat to you are any clues, you figure you are at least doing something right. So you do what you do best and slowly lick from his collarbone up the side of his neck before delicately running your teeth over the area you just traced. After a moment's deliberation you gently suck there, too, and then go back to kissing and doing the other presumably nice feeling not-quite-making-out sorts of things to his neck.

After a while you disengage your creepy tongue shenanigans totally hot make-out substitute whatever it is you're doing and draw back a little to regard the expression on his face. Wild cherry apeshit apocalypses and sweet juicy peach explosions are awesome, but you can't see for anything when that's all you can sense, so you need to put some space between you two. You adopt your best "hell yes I am totally awesome" grin and ask:]

Well, Mister Dave Strider, how was that~?

[The tone of your voice makes it sound like you're teasing, but the question is actually pretty honest.
D34R D4V3,
DO YOU L1K3 M3 TH1S?
C1RCL3 Y3S OR NO >:?]

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[ > Dave: Stutter out a response.

What? You're not sure why you'd stutter. Ever. Yeah, sure, your eyes are half-closed because not gonna lie she's definitely been doing something right, but other than the small grin on your face and the huge blush you look the same as ever.

The second she breaks off, you manage to level out that grin into the tiniest coolkid quirk of your lips. ]

Eh. Wasn't too bad.

[ SHRUG. You are simply too cool to give full responses to this kind of thing, despite your flushed cheeks clearly indicating otherwise. And yet, after another moment: ]

I guess I could get used to it.

[ brb writing in "maybe" and underlining it. Circling is for ironic nonconformists, and Dave is just too good to fall into that echeladder again. ]