CALL ME OUT MEME (NSFW VERSION)

[kiyuubey]

CALL ME OUT MEME ver. NSFW







Same rules as the other one, but this one is for smutty purposes! Much shorter list bc I have way too many teenage girls that I don't feel comfortable putting on here, but if you really wanna plan something out with any of my actives I might be convinced.

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i lied, hello, give me elsa

[prismbloom]

[ She's visited Arendelle several times. At first, it had been to check up on the world. It had been part of her duty, to make sure the worlds were okay, to make sure no Heartless or Nobodies are wreaking havoc there. But, recently, Aqua's come here more for Elsa than the kingdom. Of course, she's still concerned about the world, but Elsa...

Elsa's... special.

Aqua gives her a bow, a smile playing at the corners of her lips. ]

Good afternoon, Your Highness.

[defyingfrigidity]

[It was odd, having someone visiting Arendelle just for her. Sure, there were foreign dignitaries and nobles and all sorts of people who wanted to seek an audience with the queen, but Aqua was one of the few people who visited to talk to Elsa.

It... made her feel good, honestly. Not many people outside of Anna saw past her title. So when Aqua approaches, Elsa - almost too quickly - shoos her guards and any lingering others out of the room. There's no hesitation, either; Aqua's done so much for Arendelle, if anyone on Elsa's staff doubted her intentions before, said doubts are long gone.]

Hello, Aqua. It's been some time since we last saw each other... is everything alright?

[prismbloom]

[ Aqua straightens up and gives her a smile. It's nice, being alone with a-- a friend. Because Elsa's nothing more than a friend, Aqua has to remind herself. She's a Master; she has her duties. And getting close to Elsa, closer than just friends, is... well. It's not the smartest idea.

Nevermind that it's already happened. Elsa's smile makes her heart race just a little faster. ]

Everything's just fine. I hope you don't mind a personal visit?

[prismbloom]

[ They've been together for-- well, for a while now, and Aqua couldn't be happier. Elsa's beautiful, and she's a heck of a lot stronger than she gives herself credit for. They both protect each other--Aqua, with her Keyblade; Elsa, with her ice powers. It's pretty often that Aqua just stops and thinks to herself how lucky she is to love Elsa... and to have Elsa love her back.

This evening, they're in Elsa's room. It's a quiet night in Arendelle, as most nights nowadays are. No Heartless, no Nobodies. Just the people Elsa rules over with a mixture of kindness and firmness. She's a good-- no, she's an amazing queen, and Aqua can't help but remind her of that often.

Aqua pulls away from the kiss, her breathing a little heavy, a little uneven. Her fingers are intertwined with Elsa's, and she gently rests her forehead against the blonde's. Her cheeks are flushed, and she feels so warm. ]

Elsa, I--

[ Well, if Elsa ever wanted to see Aqua super embarrassed, here's her chance. ]

[defyingfrigidity]

[It had taken a long time to get this far. Long enough that Elsa's insecurities had begun to flare up. It was hard, opening up to someone on the level that she opened up to Aqua on. She'd come so, so far from the nervous queen practically afraid of her own shadow (though she'd unfortunately learned that her own shadow could hide some very nasty things) to the woman she is now, but old insecurities tend to die hard. And there were new ones too, worries over if Aqua was okay with their relationship going slow, that she was somehow not good enough for the kindhearted warrior beside her...

So when Aqua pulls away and cuts herself off like that, Elsa worries. A frown crosses her face, and the hand twined with Aqua's grips her just slightly tighter.]

Is everything okay?

[She's never done this before. Hell, she's only (very shamefully) read about this sort of thing once or twice. She has no idea how things will progress from here, so she's getting nervous.]

[prismbloom]

Everything is fine.

[ Her response is automatic, mostly because... well, everything's better than just okay. It usually is, when she's with Elsa. Gently, she reaches up to brush the back of her hand against Elsa's cheek. She's beautiful, both inside and out, and Aqua can't help but marvel at it every time. ]

It's just that-- [ She's so awkward when it comes to this. Hell, she'd been so bashful the first time they'd kissed. ] --if things are moving too fast...

[ She doesn't want to frighten Elsa away. ]

for Velvet

[heavyweaponsgal]

[ it's a fabulously boring day in the dorm room. Yatsuhashi and Velvet were at the desk studying for some test or another tomorrow, there was no openings at the campus shooting range or in the training halls, Fox was off being quiet and mysterious as usual... the only thing that kept Coco occupied to any extent was going through that day's dump of mail from her fan club. she had seriously insisted they cut back on sending in any gifts (most of them didn't really "get" her fashion tastes anyway, beyond the accessories) or sending in love letters, but she did have a soft spot (and a sweet tooth) for the snacks that sometimes made it in with the rest.

for whatever reason, there was an awful lot of chocolate in this batch. some hand-made of questionable quality; some store-bought. whoever decided to include a hollow milk chocolate bunny rabbit though... Coco couldn't tell if that was a prank or just a lack of tact involved. she sighed and flicked on the holoscreen, thinking she might occupy herself with some shopping channel or another. but she still had the package with that rabbit in it at her side on the bed as she lay there watching.

it wasn't until she heard Velvet laughing over across the room, just barely in view past Yatsu's massive frame, that an idea struck her. perhaps it was mean... there's no way to tell. Velvet's no more a rabbit than Fox was an actual fox, so this could be a little harmless teasing...

her mind was made up. the next time Velvet looked over to check in what Coco was up to, she'll find the girl gently and slowly nibbling upon the eartip of the chocolate bunny. behind her sunglasses it was impossible to tell if she was being watched or not, but as soon as Velvet's gaze was surely upon her, she reached out with her tongue and gave the length of that ear one long, smooth lick.

that's just how you eat these, right? nothing at all implied there or embarrassing or nothing... ]

[bunofmysword]

[Velvet's no stranger to teasing. Both older and younger students alike on a daily basis tease her about her ears (or much ruder, often crude aspects of the rabbit side of her), and while she tries to put on a brave face for her friends, it still wears on her. She also knows Coco. She knows her leader's brand of charm and humor, so nothing Coco could do or say would really hurt or offend her.

This, however...

This isn't Coco's normal teasing. This isn't a pat on the butt after a job well done, or casual flirting when someone's outfit was on point. There was no mistaking Coco's intent as she ran her tongue along the choco-bunny's ears, so as soon as they lock eyes, Velvet's face lights up in a bright red blush.

Yatsuhashi, bless his heart, is either completely oblivious or very pointedly ignoring Coco, and the last thing Velvet wants is for him to get caught up in any sort of awkwardness, soo....]

H-Hey, Yatsu... could you give us a bit?

For Elsa!

[a_sin_for_him]

[There were so many social codes and phrases, when it came to romantic situations. Lust has learned all of them, over the years, and feels she has quite the handle on this whole romance thing. Granted, most have been gleaned from television and movies and books, but still. Not everything in entertainment is fiction, it all draws on true life.]

[There's also a certain progression. The careful feeling out of mutual interest, the early courtship, the slow discovery of one another, but emotionally and physically...]

[And that, too, has a progression. From innocent, cautious touches and kisses, to more comfortable intimacy, to..]

[Well, to Lust standing on her doorstep with Elsa, very aware she doesn't want this evening to end just yet. It's all been going rather well, slow and not without stumbles, but that was how these things went. They both had their own histories which led them to be cautious with their hearts. But in a way, that perhaps made it easier for them, at least together.]

[And there are natural impulses and desires that arise. She'd never looked at women, in that way, simply because she'd never thought to. She'd always found Elsa to be beautiful, but somewhere along the line she realized that the other woman was also very appealing.]

Would you like to come in for...oh, I don't know. Coffee or tea or whatever the current acceptable offer is in this scenario. Would you like to come in? For the evening?

[defyingfrigidity]

[In all the ways that this had been new for Lust, so too had it been for Elsa. In her time in this land, she's discovered much about herself and her preferences, but it's only really with Lust that she went... well. Deeper with those discoveries. It's still a little overwhelming and a bit difficult to grasp at times, but this relationship has helped a lot.

And years ago, the innuendo in Lust's words might have gone over Elsa's head. But ever since entering this somewhat odd (but oh so wonderful) relationship, she's (very shamefully) read some... interesting books, so Lust's offer isn't entirely lost on her. Still... she looks more than a bit nervous as she picks at the edge of her scarf.]

If... if I wouldn't be imposing at all, tea sounds lovely.

for Mercy (on this meme just in case)

[clearsthesky]

[ while Fareeha's experience in varying climates is ample, there are certain events that cannot be planned for or easily worked around in short notice. one's central heat source going out with no possibility of service in the near future is just one of those possibilities. right now she has the day off, fortunately, but it seems just as likely that she would rather be somewhere — anywhere — else, so long as it was warm.

ah, but it is warm under the comforter isn't it? not that she can take full credit for that at all. Fareeha is half asleep when she feels the source close to her body, tucked inside a tight coil inside the reach of her arms and where her one knee was drawn upward. with the aid of the early dawn's light peeking in through the blinds, the glimmer of golden locks in her line of sight caused her to squint and groan.

a grown woman she may be, but right now she's behaving rather childish in the way she denies the call of the morning sun and the chill outside of the covers. ]

[firstraidkit]

[It would be easy to think that Angela would be unaffected by the chill permeating through their little apartment. Growing up in rural Switzerland, she'd be used to temperatures ten times worst than this, right? Well... yes, she's dealt with cold like this before, but the whole point of enjoying the cold is knowing you have the warmth of home to escape to after being outside. Without that, she's just as unwilling as Fareeha is to leave the confines of their warm bed.

Their shared opinion doesn't stop her from letting out a sleepy laugh though, and she turns her head as Fareeha presses flat against her back.]

It seems we've survived the night. Only a few more hours until the repairman can see to our troubles.

gimme akko

[fiendennor]

[One of the benefits with bringing your girlfriend to your ancestral estate, and on purpose this time: A way bigger bed than you have in the dorms at school.

More importantly, no roommates. No matter how close she is to Hannah and Barbara, it would be awkward to ask them to accept Akko spending the night. (And Akko probably wouldn't think much of that, either).

But here, there's nothing to worry about. She and Akko can actually share a bed without worrying about any of the details. It's nice.

Diana's eyes crack open as the first rays of sunlight hit them. It's early morning, and she can feel the warm weight of Akko against her side. She smiles to herself and glances over... only to stifle a laugh. For as much as she adores Akko, the other girl is not an elegant sleeper.]

[shiningmagic]

[To be fair, Akko isn't as bad as she usually is!! She's still a pretty goofy sleeper, shifting between a sprawling blanket hog and super cuddly sometimes multiple times a night, but this... new thing. This sleeping with someone else thing? It's calmed her erratic sleeping habits a lot.

... That doesn't mean she looks any prettier when she sleeps, though. Her hair is a wild mess, her mouth hangs open in a light snore (sans drool, thankfully), and the wide collar of her nightshirt is starting to slip down one shoulder. But her arms are wrapped loosely around one of Diana's, and her face is tucked into the crook of her girlfriend's neck, so... it's an endearing sort of silly, right?]

Mmmph... [The sound and feel of Diana laughing causes her to stir, and one of Akko's eyes cracks open.] whasswrong?

[catastrophize]

[When Atalante was summoned to Chaldea, she had understood the gist of things. She, or an alternate summoning of her, had been a terrible enemy as Berserk Archer in France, and then an ally in Okeanos. But other Holy Grail Wars are like dreams more than anything else, unable to be recalled clearly...

Except this time. Atalante cannot ever forgive Jeanne. She had put aside her grudge, she worked with her willingly to save the Human Order. But she will never forget what happened in the Great Holy Grail War. She will never forgive Jeanne.

She doesn't show her emotion on her face, though. And when she passes Jeanne, walking through Chaldea's halls, her face doesn't betray her emotion... But the cold feeling of hate makes it obvious.]

Ruler. Have you business here?

[faithstaynight]

[Jeanne is... oddly used to this feeling now. Atalante, Avenger... they both were very obvious in their hate for her. But while her shadow loved to spit insults and try to get a rise out of her whenever possible, Atalante's anger is the only one that really concerned her. She understood it, of course - God, if she could have done anything else to help the souls of those poor children, she would have! - but that doesn't make it much easier to bear.

Honestly, she doesn't care if she's hated. Hate can be a good motivator -she'd said it herself during the singularity in Orleans. But this sort of hate, a hate that burns from the inside out and can cause good men and women to lose themselves to madness, is something that needs to be stopped.

She'd seen Atalante fall once. Even if the Archer never forgave her for what she did... Jeanne at least wants to make sure she doesn't fall again.]

I... [It's odd, being at a loss for words. She can motivate entire armies with her words, but personal matters such as this? If this were a much less serious situation, she might have been embarrassed.] I simply wish to see how you've been faring, after our recent battles.

hey gurl hey

[restinglichface]

[They've been hanging out a lot more lately.

For Lup, even though she's had Barry and Taako nearby, she deeply misses the rest of their extended little family, the relationships she'd spent an entire century cultivating, the people she'd let into her heart. It's partially because of that longing that Lup slips so easily into a friendship with Elsa.

-- It's also in part because of the younger woman's beauty and sweetness, the soft flush at her cheeks, the perfect lips that draw the elf's eyes straight to her. Lup's always had an appreciation for beautiful women, alright. And Elsa is as gorgeous as they come. Don't at her.

It's during one of those hang sessions where Lup's followed Elsa back to her place, the two perched on the queen's bed, with Lup's nimble fingers running carefully through her hair, braiding it expertly to match her own. It's during this time with the elf's warm breath tickling at the other woman's neck, that Lup asks Elsa a surprising question.]

Can I kiss you?

Ayyyy

[defyingfrigidity]

[At first, Elsa wasn't sure how to think when she first met Lup. She was so... different, even from her energetic and outgoing sister. Loud, boisterous, not afraid of what others may think and always speaking her mind... these were so many traits that Elsa wished she had, so it's no wonder she was drawn to the elf like a moth to a flame.

Flame... that's a good way to describe Lup. How she can blaze so fiercely one moment, but the next she can be a solid source of warmth. A warmth that Elsa can feel climbing up her face more and more often whenever she catches Lup staring at her.

She isn't really aware of what that warmth means until this moment, really; the feeling of Lup's fingers in her soft hair, the occasional scratch of her nails against Elsa's scalp as she works on the braid... it just feels so good that Elsa feels like she could just doze off now--

-- Until Lup says that, and now she feels like someone dumped a bucket of water on her.]

W-What?

[The way her voice squeaks is a little embarrassing, but Elsa's not focusing on that. She's focusing on the heat in her face, the strange fluttering feeling bursting to life in her chest, the way her neck sort of... tingled... at the feeling of Lup's breath brushing over it...]

Wh... Where did this come from, all of a sudden?

For Elsa

[trashvalkyrie]

[A protector of Asgard has other jobs, is the thing. It's not just Asgard, it's never just Asgard. Sometimes it's Earth. Sometimes it's the places on Earth that once worshipped her kind; the places where Asgardians are regarded as the Old Gods, the mortals unaware for the large part that the Old Gods are, sometimes, the Current Gods. Not that Val sees herself as anything resembling a god; she's merely a much more advanced life form, and the Midgardians aren't to blame for not seeing that.

The Valkyrie strides into the warm, ancient halls of Arendelle with purpose; she's dressed in her full armor, which might attract some looks, but the secret of powered beings has long been out, and she wants the people of this place to know that there is a protective presence here, now.

A protective presence with long, flowing hair and rippling biceps under all that armor. And a flask. There's a flask in there, too.

She seeks a private audience with the Queen, and it's perhaps a mark of just how trustworthy (and intimidating) an aura she gives off that it's granted much more quickly than expected. In a room, alone, with Queen Elsa of Arendelle, Valkyrie finds that shse towers over the other woman; surprising, when you consider that Val herself isn't all that tall for an Asgardian. She smiles down at Elsa, hands resting confidently on her hips.]

You're probably wondering who exactly I am, yeah?

GIMME BIG GAY SWORD GIRL

[disasterlesbian]

[Beauregard is not a religious person. Like, at all. Granted, it's hard to be an atheist in a world where two and a half of your good friends literally get tremendous magical power from gods every day. It's not like Beau doesn't believe; it's more that she just doesn't care about worship or whatever. She'd rather change the world with her own hands than ask some god to do it.

Molly would've encouraged her to be a little more open-minded, though. And to be honest, the Stormlord's day of worship-by-kicking-ass sounds... kinda fun?

Also, Yasha wants to do it, which is an instant plus in her book.] So... we gotta be naked for this?

I mean, I'm cool with that. Just wanna be sure.

[barbaerian]

[The Day of Challenging is a funny thing in Wildmount. Technically, it's a day of no importance, and anyone who tried to say otherwise was often swiftly dealt with by the Empire. But there were always places the Empire overlooked, whether unintentionally or with the offer of coin, where the day still held importance. There were always underground brawls, often no better than pit matches, held in nearly every city in the region. It was easy enough to write off as some common fight club, but all within these rings wore the symbol of a god, whether it be tattoo or jewelry. Most were followers of the Stormlord, of course, but there were others. Fellow worshippers of forbidden gods, and even some who followed respectable gods who were sympathetic to those not allowed to worship freely. The Empire couldn't stop the devout from honoring His words of strength... but, ironically enough, something as simple as traveling could. Yasha had fully intended to hunt down one of these underground brawls in the town they had been heading to, but a few spots of bad weather and rough terrain had meant that they were behind schedule, and wouldn't arrive in town until after the Day of Challenging had passed. Needless to say, Yasha had been frustrated.

... But then Beau started asking questions. The others asked, too. And it was still awkward to talk so freely to these people who had become family to her, but she told them. And that's what lead them to this; in a little clearing not far away from where the Nein made camp for the night, close enough that they could hear if Caleb's Alarm was tripped, but far enough that the wandering eyes of Jester the others won't find them.]

It's not required.

[Even as she says this, Yasha's already shucked off her shawl and furs, and is in the process of unlacing her leathers.]

You can, if you want to. [I'd like that.] But the followers of the Platinum Dragon usually kept their clothes on, and the Stormlord was never offended.

i'm going to assume established cr since we all know what we're here for

[shotlocking]

[ After all has been said and done, Aqua can relax. Or, she could, if she were capable of it. Often she still wakes, heart racing, pulse pounding in her ears. It's hard to forget what she's seen, even harder to heal from it. But Aqua is nothing if not resilient, and she's determined as hell to get through this.

Often, she finds herself gravitating toward Arendelle. Being there settles her. Or, maybe, it's less the place and more the person she tends to meet when there. Elsa has been a beacon of light to her wounded heart. Aqua doesn't have to pretend around her--but she often does, because she doesn't want to worry Elsa. But her feelings have bloomed into something a little more than strictly platonic.

Which... it's nice. It's nice, and scary at the same time. But Aqua is willing to chase that fear. It's just a matter of whether Elsa feels the same way. And even if she doesn't, Aqua is just happy to have her in her life.

She makes her way up to the castle, and everyone in the castle has gotten used to Aqua's visits. They know exactly why she's here--to visit Elsa, or Anna, or both. Usually, it's one at a time. Aqua likes Anna, too, just... not quite to the extent she likes Elsa. Still, the redhead is someone she's terribly fond of, and Anna, Aqua thinks, has an idea of her feelings.

So maybe Aqua's a little more transparent than she likes to think.

Regardless, she's led to Elsa's room--Aqua doesn't think her cheeks won't ever erupt into flames when she is--and she knocks on the door. ]

Elsa?

hell yeah hell yeah

[defyingfrigidity]

[The past few months in Arendelle have been chaotic, and Elsa can't even say she minds it all that much. The chaos she caused in the aftermath of her coronation, the strange monsters that showed up when she'd tried to exile herself up on the mountain... it was all so much. Even the absolutely bizarre group of people that followed Sora during his visits were enough to make her head spin, but... she's thankful for them. They helped save Arendelle, helped bring life back to it when Elsa was still finding her feet as queen, and kept them safe from the shadowy monsters that still lurked high in the mountains.

They helped Elsa finally realize that, after all she did and all the suffering she's been through, even she could find love.

Well. They didn't. Aqua was the one that really opened Elsa's eyes. Aqua, who was so kind, and so brave, just like the knights in the books she read as a child. Aqua, who seemed to be there for her just as much as Anna was these days. Aqua, who could take her hand without fear, and without Elsa wanting to pull back in a panic. She just... she felt so much for the other girl, it was becoming overwhelming.

So it's no surprise that she panics a little at the sudden sound of Aqua's voice at her door - not even her office door, but her bedroom door. It was early evening, so she'd already been preparing for bed, but-- oh, did she forget about some meeting they'd arranged?? But now...?]

Yes, one moment! [There's the sound of shuffling behind her door, and a moment later, it opens... to Elsa in a long, thin nightgown, her hair out of its usual braid but still swept neatly over one shoulder, eyes wide with surprise.] Aqua! I- I'm sorry, did we arrange something...?

for Elsa | Felfri AU? Felfri AU.

[vaastavikita]

[Satya can't help but be a little nervous as she approaches Elsa's room in the apartment complex; she'd been invited for tea and for Elsa to take her up on her offer of showing her some relaxation techniques, but Satya can't be certain that that is actually the purpose of this visit or if she's reading the situation completely the wrong way. She hopes it's the former, of course, but she must admit there's a small part of her, a nervous and decidedly less self-assured part, that hopes it might be the latter. Just a tiny bit.

The Architech squares her shoulders, the left arm giving off a faint mechanical hum, and knocks on Elsa's door. It's time to be the consummate professional she always is, even off the clock. None of that silly nonsense-think she'd entertained oh-so-briefly. She's here as a friend; nothing more.]

[defyingfrigidity]

[Satya at least has a companion in her fretting. Their relationship lately has been... intense, for the lack of better word. Not in a bad way, not at all, but Elsa's experienced more in these past few weeks than she'd ever thought would be possible for her, with her aversion to touching others. It's nice, but also it makes her wonder... should she expect their evenings to end up in the bedroom more often now? Is that too forward of her? Is it selfish?

But... Satya still wants to see her, as evidenced by the knock at her door, so... everything's okay, right? Right, she tries to convince herself, as she makes her way to the door, hesitating only the briefest of seconds before she opens it and flashes her friend a bright smile.]

Satya, hello!

[Taking a step back, Elsa motions for the other woman to come inside. Her apartment is neat and tidy, as always, and Elsa herself is dressed the same way, in a simple blouse and long skirt. Even though she was no longer a nymph, she'd gotten so used to wearing such light and airy clothing that it's hard to move back to something else.]

I'm... I'm glad my offer to spend time together didn't come off as odd. Considering how much time we've already spent together lately...

[Are the edges of Elsa's ears turning slightly red? Maybe.]