dontbemeanplease:

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dontbemeanplease:

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Nonsexual acts of Intimacy - Select from the following for my muse to respond to...

♔ : Finding your muse wearing their clothes
♕: Holding hands
♖: Having their hair washed by your muse
♗: Your muse falling asleep with their head in my muse's lap.
♘: Cuddling in a blanket fort
♙: Sharing a bed
♚: Head scratches
♛: Sharing a dessert
♜: Shoulder rubs
♝: Reading a book together
♞: Caring for each other while ill (specify which party is which)
♟: Patching up a wound
♤: Taking a bath together
♧: Your muse playing with their hair
♡: Accidentally falling asleep together
♢: Forehead or cheek kisses
♠: Your muse adjusting their jewelry/neck tie/ etc.
♣: Back scratches
♥: Your muse crying about something
♦: Slow dancing

yeshomobo:

I don’t understand why looking at pictures of animated characters being couples brings me so much joy

godofthepawns:

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"If you don’t approve of either direction, then I wonder how this will ever work out. Have you considered being abstinent, Shiki-san?" The informant chuckles to himself at the idea of Shiki being forced to abstain from sex. However, he was also aware that he himself didn’t want to abstain. With a frown set upon his face, the Broker rises from his desk chair, walking around his desk as he speaks.

"So what you’re saying is that you want to take turns topping again just to see what feels right. Is that it?" 

"It isn’t even amusing how you think that you’re funny, Informant. Maybe I should use your body to go have sex with random women on the street, or maybe I should go to Heiwajima and see what he thinks when you confess your affections for him. Abstinence isn’t on my mind, but it is certainly best we keep this between us, don’t you agree?" He kept a suspicious eye on Izaya after he rose from the chair, considering the discussion Shiki was still unsure what direction this was going to take.

"Our agreement before was turns, I think it would be best we see if that is still possible. Neither of us regardless of this situation is going to want to submit consistently, right? It’s the only way, honestly."

godofthepawns:

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"So instead you think you would be more comfortable watching yourself get fucked?" Chuckling, the Informant turns away, powering his computer down before swivelling his chair back to face Shiki.

"I fail to see the logic. However, I’d be willing to negotiate the terms." Pausing for a moment, an idea slips through the Broker’s mind.  
   ”Actually, on the contrary, it may be pretty amusing for me to have you, your body I mean, bottoming so nicely. I’ll have to consider the positive aspect as well.”

That thought was fairly discouraging as well. Which really mattered in this situation? Izaya could absolutely humiliate him in this situation, make his body do a myriad of undesirable things. Still though, right now that wasn’t him, was it? He was his thoughts or…. so he’d like to think.

"No… I meant I wasn’t sure I could fuck myself, in either position. I’m not incredibly attracted to myself, that’s just strange… You know Orihara san, you certainly are paranoid that I take good care of your body, or you have been, so I believe you can understand my… reluctance to think that either direction sounds like a good plan."

Shiki moved and began to pace around a little. Lacking most of his previous viced had left him slightly more on edge in Izaya’s body.

"Terms…" It took him a moment to come up with something. "Once tonight one direction and once tomorrow, to see if either of us can stomach this?" A bit of a chuckle, and he snickered at Izaya. "I might have to treat you better, in a situation like this. How horrible that would be…"

godofthepawns:

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Izaya glances up from his work, even though he was no longer within his own body, he couldn’t allow the business he so carefully built up to crumble. Drawing the cigarette from between his lips, he blows a transparent cloud of grey smoke out before providing any real response.

"Ah, Shiki-san is that your way of saying you want to have sex with yourself? My I didn’t take you for the narcissistic type." A smirk curves Izaya’s lips as he leans back in his desk chair. Although he teased Shiki for wanting to have sex in this state, Izaya couldn’t deny his own sexual frustration.

"Do you really think you could get off to that? Aside from that, do we even know whose turn it is?"

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"To be honest I’m not so sure I could look at my own face while we do it…"

Maybe if he had Izaya on his hands and knees or bent over something… and gaged… then he would only have to look at his tattoos? It didn’t sound so bad to just look at some art and the back of a head but…

"I wouldn’t even know how to negotiate what turns meant, because our bodies are going to be doing the opposite of whatever we are… Do you really want to see yourself get fucked, orihara san? I was thinking it’s too strange in this situation… I think we’ll both agree though that this is beginning to be something of a long term project."  With a sigh he rubbed the back of his neck, looking off at nothing in particular.

"It’s a pretty horrible idea, I know. It’s worth a try though, and if it’s not too disturbing we can go back to our old routine until I’m me and you’re you again…"

godofthepawns:

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     Izaya looks around the small tattoo studio as he unbuckles his pants. While still in Shiki’s body, the informant couldn’t help but have a little fun of his own. The piercing artist walks back towards him, drawing the curtain to the small room before urging Izaya to remove his pants and boxers before laying down. Although it felt awkward to the Informant to undress in front of another person like this. He did as instructed knowing that afterwards, Shiki’s length would have a shiny new addition. 

It was already over four weeks into this horrendous body switching predicament. Shiki had begrudgingly been living in Izaya’s apartment, as to avoid potential problems of roaming around Ikebukuro wearing such a hated face. The informant could get away with it sometimes, but Shiki wasn’t trained to respond in the same ways as Izaya was. He had no interest in knowing what would happen should he die in Izaya’s body.

The switch had also put a halt in their somewhat casual sex life. The entire situation of not being in their own body, and whose turn was who’s  had been thought about, but not really discussed. At this point however Shiki was becoming more accustomed to the naked body that was not his own, and was beginning to accept a bit of sexual frustration.

"Orihara san…" Shiki commented as he approached the man in his body, sitting at Izaya’s desk doing god knows what. "It’s been a month now, do you want to find out how strange it would be to continue our previous relationship?"

aakabayashi:

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"You didn’t think it was funny? I thought it was pretty funny. Oh well.. I have more if you want to hear them?" 

"I’ve heard worse I think.. ah, it’s becoming your job to be the clown around here yes? Go ahead. I wouldn’t tolerate something like that from people under me, but I can’t really do anything about you can I? as long as I can still get through my work…"

aakabayashi:

       ”I went to the zoo the other day,..  it was empty except for a single dog.. It was a Shih Tzu.” 

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"That was horrible, how do you manage to remember something like that? Ah should I have expected any more of you?"

aakabayashi:

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       ”Ah, Shiki-no-danna! I heard this hilarious joke from some teenagers earlier. Would you like to hear it?”

"You were talking to teenagers? Are you sure you weren’t the joke? I didn’t know you decided to start recruiting… Come on, lets hear it lets hear it."

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