- Do they actively seek romance, or do they wait for it to fall into their lap?
- How do they feel about sex?
- Is sex something that they’re comfortable speaking about? To whom?
- If someone asked them to explain their sexuality, how would they do so?
- Are they ticklish? Where are their tickle spots?
- What gets them flustered?
- Best places to kiss on their body?
- If they were asked to explain the difference between romantic and platonic or familial love, how would they do so?
- What are their thoughts on marriage?
- How does jealousy manifest itself in them (they become possessive, they become aloof, etc)?
- How does envy manifest itself in them (they take what they want, they become resentful, etc)?
- How many friends do they have?
- How does the image they try to project differ from how they actually are?
- How easy is it to earn their trust?
- How easy is it to earn their mistrust?
- What are their physical weak spots?
- What are their emotional/moral weak spots?
- Do they have any scars or painful spots?
- Bad/Humiliating memories or experiences
- Seemingly insignificant memories that stuck with them
- What are they afraid of?
- What it takes to make them cry
- Regrets
- Guilty pleasures/Vices
- Bad/Petty/Ingrained habits
- Can they cook? What are their eating habits?
- Sleep habits?
- Dark secrets/’skeletons in the closet’
- Grudges and vendettas
- Things they are reluctant to admit? Things they’ll never admit?
- What would completely break them?
- What triggers nostalgia for them, most often? Do they enjoy that feeling?
- What lie do they tell most frequently?
- How do they cope with confusion (seek clarification, pretend they understand, etc)?
- What’s the maximum amount of time they can sit still with nothing to do?
- What makes their stomach turn?
- Are they easily embarrassed?
- What embarrasses them?
- What causes them to feel dread?
- Do they consider laws flexible, or immovable?
- People who’ve influenced them greatly
- People they’ve hurt or indirectly killed, and how it affected them
- Would they prefer a lie over an unpleasant truth?
- What was the best thing in their life?
- What was the worst thing in their life?
- Do they work so they can support their hobbies or use their hobbies as a way of filling up the time they aren’t working?
- How do they deal with an itch found in a place they can’t quite reach?
- How do they speak? Is what they say usually thought of on the spot, or do they rehearse it in their mind first?
- Turning points in their life
- What-ifs/Alternate Timelines
Day: April 7, 2018
[text; oz] i’m the nice sister by default. i could probably punch you in the face and still be nicer than wil or case.
[text; oz] i don’t think i wanna see what you’ve learned from willow. it sounds kind of terrifying.
[text: Far] I dunno, Casey’s never punched me in the face before.
[text: Far] I do know how to assemble, load, and shoot a gun in under 5 minutes, so there’s that? But she taught me that when I was like 5.
About to head to the store with my cousin (gotta get me some ac/dc panties to match my boxers) and then I’m going to be heading home for the night. Won’t be on too late tonight because I open tomorrow, but I get off at 5pm and have the following two days off, so I will be around.
Starter Call: Chayton
Starter Call: Genesis
“I’m hoping that even if it goes to shit, you won’t have to deal with Reyes.” He wasn’t sure it would do much good but maybe, just maybe, even if he decided to kill Chase, he’d leave everyone else alone. “I know how to keep a secret, Delia.” After all, he’d kept August’s nature hidden from his family. “I’m trying to protect the kids. They need to grow up without us constantly waiting for everything to fall to shit.”
“You better know what you doin’, boy,” was the only advice she had on that topic. Her gaze drifted back to the leopard practically cowering behind the hunter. Even if Chase didn’t have the same feelings, it was only too obvious the cat was in love with him. “I’m taking them to my pack and I cannot afford any hunters to find that place. We have kids there too.”
“Then maybe we can suck at that together?” he murmured, trying to put a little humour back into the situation to make her smile again.
He chewed his lip for a moment before letting out a heavy.
“Just… promise me something, okay? Promise that you won’t just put up with my bullshit. If I’m pissing you off or being an asshole, call me out on it. I don’t wanna be some toxic piece of shit, whether I realise that’s how I’m being or not. You deserve better than that, so make me be better and hold me accountable for my shit when I mess up. Deal?”
“I suck at pretty much everything right now so deal.”
A faint smile touched her lips, but it still wavered a little. Hope wasn’t something Sable felt a lot of and she was trying to be as realistic over this as possible. There was nothing she wanted to work out more than being with him.
“When have I ever had a problem calling anyone out on their shit?” she pointed out, taking a stiff step forward. She had been standing too long, but she didn’t care. “You’ve never been toxic towards me. I lived in a toxic environment as a kid, remember? There is literally nothing you could do that would be worse than that. Hell, I don’t think you could even manage half as bad as that.”
“I’ll be fine,” he mumbled, trying to give her some small reassurance.
There was no point in trying to argue the point. Gabriel conceded that, yes, it shouldn’t have happened, but it had and now the best thing they could do about it was just move on from that point and try not to dwell on everything preceding it.
Her fingers played over the top of his hand before she turned it over to trace patterns over his palm. They were ones she had seen her mother trace over patients’ skin, runes of some sort, she said they were supposed to help with healing.
“You better be. I don’t want to annoy you with a ouija board for eternity.”
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