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.

Comments

[timeturntable.livejournal.com]

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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( ]

[circuitry]

[> 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 >:?]

[timeturntable.livejournal.com]

[ > 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. ]