PSL Musebox - OTA (wip)

[sandinmyhair]

A place where I dump all my off-game RP ideas! Warnings for... well, just about everything.


ENCANTO-BASED
A Place To Write Stuff In The Canon Setting
Got an Encanto character? Got someone else you can AU into the setting? Try some:

A1. Fluff!
Bruno's back and it's everyone's chance to love on him, now! He needs fed and washed and all manner of happy things, after all. Just be warned, he will wibble and tear up. A lot. He has a lot of catching up to do and a lot of hugging to do....

A2. Angst!
Bruno's back and he's not re-integrating very well. Ten years in the walls has not been kind to him, after all. Maybe he has it out with the others, or he tries to hide again, or starts some unhealthy coping or other. Maybe his Gift finally destroyed his health.

A3. H/C!
Bruno's back and other people are not happy about this fact. There may be, for example, an increasing belief that he's demonic and clearly in need of an exorcism.

MULTIVERSAL MISCELLANY
A Place To Write Stuff In Any Other Kind Of Place, Including Settings Of Current Games

B1. Gives New Meaning To 'Lab Rat'
Someone somewhere decided a person who could do what he does is very much worth studying. Maybe they wanted him to only see the future for them. Maybe they saw him as a way to manipulate time or travel through it or simply tap the immense energy that courses through him.

B2. Wibbly Wobbly.
Maybe the Time Lords sent you to investigate. Maybe you discovered it on your own. Whatever the reason, here you are in 1950s Colombia. Something has been poking at time. And there may or may not be an unregistered TARDIS in the area....

NSFW
Because I Can't Not Have The Occasional Smut Thread

C1. Buried Desire
Somehow you can tell that an incredibly powerful sex drive lurks under that shy, awkward exterior that's just begging to be seduced out. Granted, it won't take much to do this.

C2. Married Bliss
Welcome to the Family Madrigal! Somehow Doña Alma managed to finally marry off her son. But it's not her you have to worry about, it's his sisters and his brothers-in-law and all their wink-wink-nudge-nudge.

Comments

[notnaughtyjustfriendly]

Ahh, it seems as if he does realize, at least given a moment to think about it and a subtle prompt. Thelema laughs lightly at his answer, followed by a soft "ooh, I see," but she quiets as he goes on to explain. Listening attentively (even though she already knows all this), she gives him a reassuring smile and steps just a little closer--not crowding him, but very clearly not withdrawing from him--resting one hand lightly against his chest.

She giggles softly at the question that follows, though, her smile brightening just a little.

"Hmm..? Ohh, I suppose there are many possibilities..... ahh, but to see the future is quite a gift, even if it is a difficult one to bear. Tsk... I am sorry to hear that you have been seen this way. It is difficulty to be so misunderstood..."

Her smile softens a little more, sympathetic and gentle... and faintly welcoming, the hand resting on his chest applying no pressure at all, bit merely touching delicately.

"I am sorry you have been blamed for the things that you see... especially when your kindness seems so obvious, thinking first of protecting me. Hmm... but I would be very pleased to keep you company--if you would like to be with me, of course."

She smiles more warmly again, just leaving that double entendre out there for him to pick up, said entirely innocently and leaving the rest entirely up to his imagination.

[sandinmyhair]

"It... it is difficult. Sometimes."

A hand on his chest--Bruno's greatest weakness... well, one of them. The warmth of her hand seeps through his clothes and he leans into the touch without even realising it, instinctively craving more. A small part of his mind wonders why he's suddenly breathless, why his skin hungers.

"I think I'd like that," he says quietly, almost dreamily. Even just a conversation, as long as she'll continue to touch him. Maybe even hold him. Maybe more.

[notnaughtyjustfriendly]

Thelema smiles warmly as he leans into her touch, her eyes subtly lidded. She'd been intrigued to begin with, given the stories, and he seemed like a sweet, gentle soul right away--but that desire she can feel crackling within him, that's really too tempting to resist when she doesn't even really have any reason to. She's confident she can charm her way around any wariness brought on her by association, and might even help smooth things over for him.

"Perhaps I can help to make it not quite so hard for you..?"

Although she makes no clear sign of the innuendo being deliberate, her expression is definitely a couple notches less wide-eyed and innocent than it had been at first, and she gingerly offers her other hand to him.

"Hmm... if you are not comfortable here, is there another place you would prefer to have me? Intimate things should be handled somewhere you feel safe, yes?"

[sandinmyhair]

"I... I do know a place."

'Intimate' could mean just about anything, but when it comes down to it, any of it can be conducted in the place he's thinking of. He takes her hand gently and leads her down the street and... out of the village.
Not far away, over a bridge that spans a small river, a stand of rocks shelters a quiet spot of springy grass surrounded by flowers. It's quiet--sound dampened and, more importantly hidden, by the rocks.

"We can talk about anything, here," he says with a hesitant smile, his hand lingering on hers. "Or, ah... whatever else you might want to do?" he finishes only a little awkwardly. He's starting to twig to the the idea that more could very easily happen and a vague kind of anticipation steals over him. He's only just met her and yet something about her has sparked this desire in him.

"Though I should probably ask... what you might want to do...."

[notnaughtyjustfriendly]

"Ah, good."

Answering with her usual faintly playful innocence, Thelema lets him lead her by the hand, casually lacing her fingers with his as he guides her out of the village. She seems to be cheerfully admiring the scenery, giggling softly at the little bridge and flowers. She tilts her head curiously at his hesitant manner, answering it with a warm smile.

"Oh... why, is there something else you want to do, darling?"

Her hand remains in his, the other reaching to rest delicately on his chest, although it applies no pressure and she only eases closer with a lazy sway of her hips making her sundress swish.

"I want to help you to relax, and to feel appreciated, yes? Mm... how can I satisfy those desires, hmn?"

Whether she means the desire to relax and be appreciated, or some other as-yet-unspoken desires, she's perfectly happy to leave up to interpretation.

[sandinmyhair]

He could continue to prevaricate, hemming and hawing in his usual tentative fashion, or he could get to the point and address what's rapidly consuming him. His tongue flicks over his lips.

"I..." He swallows audibly. "It's not... I'm not exactly an innocent," he starts, hoping she takes his meaning. "But I, uh..." Words fail him and, instead, he pulls her nearer, into his arms. His embrace is gentle and he's trembling, but he's soft and warm and something about him--maybe the magic in his every cell, maybe just something that's uniquely Bruno--acts like a magnet that draws a person in. "Please don't think me too forward. I... I-I I've never been hit with desire this strongly, or-or this fast..."

Before he even realises what he's doing, his lips ghost along her neck, almost burning hot skin light and wet against it. "I need you... please..." he murmurs, voice going velvety. "As much as you're willing to give... I've been alone for so long...."

[notnaughtyjustfriendly]

"Hmm..?"

Thelema smiles patiently, tilting her head curiously at him as he hesitates, starts, stops--and then wraps his arms around her. She gasps softly as if startled, but puts up no resistance at all.

"Oh..!"

Her hands rest lightly on his shoulders and she giggles softly, seeming not to mind at all the way her breasts squeeze up against his chest, her sundress doing very little to conceal her curves in any way.

"Goodness... my poor sweet Bruno, you-.. ooh..."

She shivers a little as his lips brush against her neck, tilting her head aside to expose more of it and arching her back a little, making her breasts press and rub up against him a bit more. One hand reaches up from his shoulder to comb loosely into his hair, gently encouraging him to continue as his impulses clearly urge him.

"Mmm, my, you do... you do desire very much, yes? You are not alone now, darling. Mm, I would like to give you all that you wish for, if I can."