call me out v. 13.0

[misheard]

Call out one of the characters from my muselist with a starter, a prompt, a general 'hey can we do something with these characters' comment, a smoke signal, etc., and I'll get back to you with some kind of RP thread!

Old CR, new CR, assumed CR, canonmates, AU, crossover, whatever, it's all good.

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[aphrodissonance]

[ she perks up right back, her eartufts pricking as she leans forward again to peer at him. that's obvious flattery, of course, but... ]

Perhaps as many as those who don't like compliments from charming men?

[thesettingsun]

[Bouncing a little on the balls of his feet now. He got praised, he got praised-]

So nobody at all!

[aphrodissonance]

I may know someone, but I think his problem is more that none of those who pay him compliments are people he considers beautiful or charming...

[ ...cute. she keeps watching him, intrigued— and then tilts her head and keeps going, so that she's looking at him nearly upside-down like an owl. ]

But I'll admit, I wasn't expecting you to put me in the former category.

[thesettingsun]

You're pretty in not-dragon terms, which means that you're pretty. I don't make the rules.

[aphrodissonance]

[ righting herself ]

There are different types of pretty. Not that I'm disagreeing with you; I'm just understandably not to most people's tastes in women.

[ pausing, before she adds, joking: ]

It's the lack of thumbs, mostly.

[thesettingsun]

Thumbs are overrated. The important thing is kisses.

[He is a simple man with simple tastes, sometimes.]

[aphrodissonance]

But handholding, Dazai.

... I wouldn't call my mouth exactly suited to kissing, either.

[ there are reasons she tries to keep her mouth mostly closed in front of other people. ]

[thesettingsun]

[Considers this.

Stretches up on his tip-toes to smooch, closed-mouthed.]

[aphrodissonance]

[ startles with another weirdly muffled squawk and nearly falls out of her chair. I am assuming there are comfy chair reading areas in the library. poof setting: MAXIMUM

reflexively licking her nose, and then the spot where he'd kissed her? ...either she's got two tongues, or it's forked and the split goes far back. ]

[thesettingsun]

[Trying very hard not to laugh - snrk.]

Sorry, should I have warned you?

[aphrodissonance]

Maybe?!

[ oh that was squeaky. goodbye dignitoh. oh no there's that tell-tale rattling catch in the back of her throat that means her obnoxious vocal charm ability just tried to kick in. she can't hear it, which means the sound-cancelling enchantment in the ribbon around her neck is doing its job, but. embarrassing! ]

I'm— not complaining but that was my first, I am allowed to be flustered—

[ WHERE DID HER COMPOSURE GO. PLEASE COME BACK ]

[thesettingsun]

[Oh. Oh!]

Um, sorry, I didn't realize...

[He scuffs his foot on the floor. Good Job Ruining Everything, Dazai.]

[aphrodissonance]

[ she is still licking a little bit at the spot where he kissed her, like she's trying to chase it. ]

... I don't think I'm complaining about that either— no, I'm sorry, I've put my entire foot in my mouth. Ah—

[ standing up and shaking herself. hard. there's some down floating around now. ]

... "thank you" is what I should be saying. Am saying.

[thesettingsun]

Oh, well, you're welcome.

...Do you want to go somewhere more private?

[They are still in a public room of the library, not the best place for more kisses.]

[aphrodissonance]

... I think I would like that.

[ hopping down out of her chair and trying not to v i b r a t e. or look too expectant. ]

[thesettingsun]

This way.

[He leads her to his room - thankfully not far - where he sits down on his bed. Hi, come join him, it's easier to smooch sitting down than him having to lean down to reach you.]

[aphrodissonance]

[ SHE IS IN A BOY'S ROOM

dithering for a few moments, kneading at the floor before she hops up and leans into his space ]

[thesettingsun]

Miss Iris, may I have the honor of kissing you again?

[He learned to ask this time.]

[aphrodissonance]

[ oh, good boy. her wings are already half-open from hopping up; she stretches them forward, inviting. ]

You may.

[thesettingsun]

[Time for smooches! Still relatively chaste ones - now that he knows she's inexperienced, he'll take care to be more gentle than he otherwise might be.

Also, definitely petting the mane now. Floof.]

[aphrodissonance]

[ it is exactly as soft as it looks, all long downy feathers which fluff up underneath his hands. she hums against his mouth and nuzzles back, propping her front paws delicately just above his knee to knead carefully. no accidentally pricking him allowed. ]

[thesettingsun]

[Like smooching an affectionate and fluffy cat. He gives her the occasional scritch behind her ears as he leans more into the kiss.]

Mm...

[aphrodissonance]

[ like smooching an affectionate and fluffy cat, right down to a faint... purr? buzz? some sort of vibration that's more felt than heard. ear scritches get him a nice full-body shiver when he finds the right spot at the base, and she folds her wings the rest of the way around him just after.

...her mouth is not actually that useless for this kind of kissing, it turns out. not as suited to it as human lips, but after an awkward fumble or two she figures out how to match him instead of just nosing at his mouth. ]

[thesettingsun]

[Oh, that's very nice. He keeps scritching her ears with one hand while petting the inside of a wing with the other.

He does pull back after a bit, only to press more kisses to her cheeks. Mwa.]

[aphrodissonance]

[ owl-like feathers = the girl is made of Soft. she makes another quiet, muffled trill—it actually sounds a little like a recording run through a program to remove the noise, leaving only an echo behind—and then sighs.

...her cheeks actually turn out to be the edges of her mouth. it goes far back, most of it hidden under the fluff. ]

You know how to spoil someone...

[ attempted cheek kisses give her an opportunity to nuzzle into his hair, though, and... why not. she kitten-licks the spot right in front of his ear. it isn't as raspy as an actual cat's tongue would be, but there's a little texture to it. ]