affectionate physical contact meme

[rceus]

 the affectionate physical contact meme

 

you love spending time with your significant other. but sometimes, just "spending time" with him/her isn't enough. you need to have your hands on each other every now and then.

➝ post your character below, with your character's name and series in the subject.

➝ tag other people, using an rng with range 1-8 to roll a scenario.

➝ roll as many times as you want, play out whatever you want
➝ make it platonic or romantic go wild I'm not your babysitter

one; hugging. you just want to give your loved one a warm embrace. be it out of happiness, to comfort them while they're down, or just to give them something warm to latch onto, you just want to wrap your arms around them.

two; kissing. whether it's a peck on the cheek or a deep kiss, a kiss good-bye or a romantic kiss, you find yourself compelled to kiss the other person! be as tender or as passionate as you so choose.

three; holding hands. it's a simple gesture, really -- to reach out and take someone's hand. but that one simple gesture can convey any number of sentiments. what the sentiment is, is up to you, but you find yourself reaching out to take your significant other's hand.

four; carrying. is your loved one hurt and needs a lift? do they want a piggyback ride? or do you just want to spare them the effort of walking? whatever the reason, you're now itching to pick up your partner and carry them to their destination.

five; i love you. you've said it before or maybe you haven't but now you have to say it again or for the first time.

six; dancing. kick up the music, because it's time to dance! but no lone dancing allowed -- you need to have a partner! you can do whatever dance strikes your fancy. personally, i recommend the slow dance, but you can do whatever you want!

seven; massaging. did your significant other have a rough day? did they get hurt? or do you just feel like doing something really nice for them? whatever it is, you're giving them a nice massage now. they'll feel wonderful in no time!

eight; flirting. the easiest way to break the ice or maybe you're just an overly flirty person.

nine; cuddling. sometimes there's just no better feeling than curling up next to each other on a warm sofa. hold each other, lie next to each other, fall asleep on each other -- it's all good here.

ten; wild card! reroll, pick an option, or come up with something else!

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Crow Armbrust | Trails of Cold Steel

[jurai]

[Canon or AU works! Spoiled up to CS4, but if you want to thread that contact me]

modern/recollau | 4

[motiv8]

[This was supposed to be an easy job.

Crow's been with Rean on plenty of cat rescues before, and while it's rare that Rean escapes without injury, it's normally inflicted by angry claws or teeth. Normally, Rean does not slip while getting a cat down from a tree.

Today is not normal.

The cat was just fine, Rean made sure of that. And he insisted he was just fine, too, all the way up until the cat was safely returned to its home.

Now that the adrenaline's worn off, he's starting to think that maybe he's not as fine as he thought. He's starting to trail behind Crow, obviously favoring one leg as he walks.

It's not a break, he doesn't think – it doesn't hurt THAT badly. But a sprain isn't out of the question.

...Not that he's going to bring it up first.]

[jurai]

[Crow had a feeling something was off.

Ever since they'd found Princess Twinkles, Rean had taken a much slower gait than usual. He wasn't as vigorously leading the way like normal, and seemed to be favouring one side if he went idle for a given amount of time.

Crow's not stupid. He'd seen Rean jump from that tree, noticed how he didn't necessarily stick the landing as well as he could've. And with his training in paramedicine, he's definitely noticing the signs of some leg injury.

He won't bring it up until the cat's safely delivered, lest Princess Twinkles make a daring escape and start the cycle over.


But as soon as she's dealt with, Crow stops up ahead, hands in his pockets and tilting his head up.]

So.


You gonna show me that, or what?

[motiv8]

[Rean stops, too, blinking confusedly at Crow, still unconsciously shifting his weight to his good side.]

Huh? Show you what?

[...This boy is truly amazingly oblivious.]

[shiro2hero]

(( hey bro you wanna do a bro hug??? ))

[jurai]

[LET'S DO IT!]

HERE COMES THE SIEGBROS

[shiro2hero]

[You know what? They're adults. They are quasi-responsible people who can do things like meet up for food or maybe drinks after very long days. Like the long kind of days you only get when you're working with teenagers, trying to teach them to drive safely.]

[While you yourself sort of wish you went with your dream job of fighter pilot or something. Either way, he's going to blame the teenagers for the white shot through his hair.]

[He's already drinking. If this counts as drinking. It does in his mind, thank you very much. Just waiting for Crow.]

CS4 SPOILERS AHOY | 8

[fiddlestick]

[Everyone in Class VII returned to their lives after the war. Yet again Class VII had spread themselves across the Empire, returning to old roles or starting new ones. Unlike the last time they had split apart, there was a lack of sadness and grief. It was easier to keep in contact with the ARCUS II, and even better, everyone was in reach. No one had been left behind.

Elliot himself, well, he kept up being a traveling musician. There was just too much to see and do to settle down in one place just yet. But unsurprisingly, he was a frequent visitor to Leeves. There were a lot of people he cared about there.

One of whom he was now crashing on the couch of while he was in town to see the student festival. ]

Thanks for letting me stay here. Beats trying to get a room at the inn.

[necrowmancy]

[It was hard to believe that everything was over. That the war ended, that things like the curse and battling airships and knights and revenge were all a thing of the past.

That they could truly move on.

Crow's life was now filled with friends, ones that called him on the regular, met up with him for lunch, and all those things you hear about in the epilogue of some grand fairy tale. He couldn't have asked for anything more from a second chance at life.

Which brings him to now, taking Randy Orlando's old position as teacher of Class VIII, Tactics Division. It was...liberating, having a goal that wasn't fueled by revenge.

The school festival was approaching, and with family and friends migrating to the school over the past few days to get ready for the festival, Elliot had also shown up. He'd been a traveling musician ever since the war ended, and while he didn't see him nearly as often as others, he was still a frequent visitor.

One he always extended the couch to whenever he was in town. Save some mira, eh?]

Think nothin' of it. Doubt you'd be able to get a reservation if you tried.

[Crow had been sorting out his papers, mostly approvals for the kids' projects. He'd taken helm of the festival as both a mentor and a resource of permission and labor should they need it, so it kept him pretty busy.]

How's the vagabond life treating you?

[fiddlestick]

["Happy for Crow" hardly summed up what Elliot felt when he thought about Crow's life these days. It was much more than that. While Elliot had kept hoping for the best, he knows it had been a miracle that it actually did happen. It filled him with joy just thinking about it. ]

Aha, it's a lot less paperwork, that's for sure.

[he jokingly says as he eyes those piles of papers full of approvals. He has a sneaking suspicion Crow's bitten off a lot of work to help the kids with the festival, just like the old days.]

Just finished the Eastern Erebonia tour. Have to figure out my next move, but I'm waiting until after the festival to worry about that.

[he'd have a plan, he's not worried about that. But sometimes it was just good to take a break. Especially when he wanted to be here for Thors II's big festival.]

How about you? Kids keeping you busy?

Recolle AU | it'll be affectionate eventually I promise

[boxinglover]

[Memories are such a strange thing.

One moment she is Astrid Renouf, choreographer, clubber. Then she's recalling a name-- Angelica Rogner-- one that sounds even more true. Moments that feel both as real as last week and as dreamlike as fantasy, all distributed erratically, unevenly. It's for that reason that it's been weeks since she's last seen Crow, and only days since the answers why clicked into place.

Crow can't hide from her forever, though, not when she knows the city life like she does. When a girl on her lis caches sigh of him at a bar, Angelica's the first to hear.]

You!

[She calls over the noise as she storms past the crowd, pushing past a bouncer who maybe ought to know better.]

Hey! Asshole!

[jurai]

[Crow's life had really fallen to pieces within the last few weeks. They said eventually, memories would start to return from their past lives, depending on events that took place during their new ones. A lot of them had been fun. He remembered Rean's first motorcycle ride, and going into the old school house to see the secrets underneath. He remembered taking on some terrorists who were about to fire a cannon at an innocent city... He remembered stopping them.

But...

He also remembered a traitor among the group. He remembered having an alibi. An alibi that seemed airtight..until dark seeds sowed themselves in his heart at night. He started to think of ways he COULDN'T have an alibi...and a lot of them made perfect sense to a tactical genius like [C].

He wanted to believe it was just him overthinking it.



Until it wasn't.




Crow Armbrust was [C]. He was the traitor among Class VII, and he was the one who laid waste on the school that he'd thought he'd gotten the group of friends he'd been told this whole time.

It was at that point that Crow shut himself off from his social group. Angelica stopped receiving texts. Or when she stopped by the apartment, he was quick to leave it. Rean stopped getting texts, too. He never showed up to Elliot's weekly meeting. He didn't join group chats, or tweet, or do any of that stuff anymore.

He guessed...it just didn't seem to matter.

If it weren't for his paramedicine classes, he probably would've gone crazy. He focused a lot more on his work for fear of his mind drifting elsewhere, and while Eren Jaeger might've been pleased at his newfound drive...it was nothing short of depressing.

Which brings him here, to the bar, after his night classes let out. Nursing a drink and wandering around to see if maybe he could find some quiet area to sink in his thoughts.

...

That is, until someone--someone familiar--is screaming at him.

'Asshole' was a pretty generic term,but he had a feeling somewhere he can't necessarily pin down that this one was for him.]

Huh-?

[boxinglover]

[As soon as Angelica's upon him, she grabs his shoulder and shoves Crow in his seat to force him to face her.]

How long did you think you could avoid me?

[She yells as she does so, no regard for the people around them or the drink in his hand. Impulsive and upset, the only thing she can see right now is Crow. Breathing. Alive. There.

Stupid, and on his way to drunkenness like an idiot. Asshole!]

Kay Faraday | Ace Attorney Investigations

[littlecrowgirl]

Fie Claussell | Trails of Cold Steel

[sylphidblades]

[Honestly just assume she's from any part of cold steel or an AU in spite of icons, ok.]

10 headpat edition

[jurai]

[With Thors classes done for the day, and Crow actually ATTENDING IT (now staying awake through it, that was another story), the kids start to pile out and head to their respective dorms, with common borns to one side while the nobles took to the other.

Crow, being in Class VII, made his way further down, a small spring in his step as he held a bag of dried fruit George had tossed to him before he left the orbal factory.

But as he passed Trista's park, about to head down the path that led to the Pawn Shop, Crow catches sight of one (1) white haired girl taking a little catnap on the bench.

Fie.

A smile forms on his lips as he makes his way over, letting his bag drop to the side of the bench she'd situated herself on.]

I swear...

[With a little shimmy, he slides himself out of his blazer to drape it over the sleeping girl, hand gently patting that tuft of hair.

It always amazed him how this girl could just sleep out in the open like this...]

\o/

[sylphidblades]

[The real secret to how she could sleep out in the open: Practice, and the sure knowledge that if she had to wake up quickly, she could. Sleeping anywhere and anytime was yet another acquired skill, not that Fie would ever think it was odd to begin with.

As such, when Crow pats her hair, she nudges up into it a little in a manner much akin to a sleepy cat seeking pets, one green eye opening lazily.

Oh.]

Hmm...?

Estelle Bright | Trails in the Sky

[brightlyshines]

[Canon or AU works! Spoiled for up to CS4 ending.]

Atsushi Nakajima | Bungou Stray Dogs

[scarsnstripes]

[Tiger boys need affection too.]

Rean Schwarzer | Trails of Cold Steel

[motiv8]

[Canon, AU, whatever floats your boat! I'm spoiled up through CS4, but if you want to thread that, we'll have to head elsewhere.]

Shiro | that spacelion show | ota

[shiro2hero]

Abeno Haruitsuki | Fukigen na Mononokean | ota

[abenope]

Sidon | breath of the wild | ota

[fishounen]

Ironhide | TF movies | ota

[heavyweaponsbot]

(( human or robot ))

Sideswipe | TF movies | OTA

[stabbywheelfeet]

(( human or robot ))