cavedwellers: (generic location icon!)
CrankyCave NPCs ([personal profile] cavedwellers) wrote in [community profile] crankycave2012-02-27 05:06 pm

[mingle post!]

Boy Valentine's Day was sure an adventure, wasn't it? Gosh, it's a good thing all that's over with.

Have a mingle post! If you're starting a new thread, mention where you are in the subject line. Tag each other, hang out, do whatevs.
faygoandpie: (hi)

[personal profile] faygoandpie 2012-02-28 03:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Shit that sounds good to me, bro.

[You pull away and hold his shoulders, grinning down at him like the dopey motherfucker you know you are.]

So are you all up and okay now? You still have a case of the shakes?
bythehorns: (tHEN YOU LEAN IN CLOSE)

[personal profile] bythehorns 2012-02-28 04:07 pm (UTC)(link)
I think I am, feeling better now, yeah, thank you.

[this feels a little weirdly pale, though, and you don't want to flip quadrants with Gamzee and you really don't want to mess up a second quadrant for Karkat -- so you stretch up to kiss Gamzee's mouth.]
faygoandpie: (hi)

[personal profile] faygoandpie 2012-02-28 04:12 pm (UTC)(link)
[you catch his mouth readily with yours, one hand cupping the side of his neck and it's so big on him that your thumb brushes the base of his horn. It's a motherfucking accident but you don't pull away.]
bythehorns: (nICE TO BE HERE)

[personal profile] bythehorns 2012-02-28 05:02 pm (UTC)(link)
[you shiver a little at that touch to your horns, and the noise you make is kind of a whimpery noise, but you think it's good. this is more intimidating without the party and the candy and everything, but it's Gamzee, so you trust him. it'll be okay.]
faygoandpie: (hi)

[personal profile] faygoandpie 2012-02-28 10:19 pm (UTC)(link)
[you make a pleased noise against his mouth before pulling away, pressing your forehead against his.]

you're all up and motherfucking addictive, little bro.
bythehorns: (bECAUSE I'M CUTE?)

[personal profile] bythehorns 2012-02-29 01:10 am (UTC)(link)
That is, the most flattering metaphor, I think anyone, has ever said to me.

[you reach up and run your fingers through the wild mess of his hair, wondering if you have the courage to go for his horns]