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.

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[wildphase]

Avery spares half a moment of thought to causality and whether or not this is being caused by the fact that Bruno saw it happening. Maybe not, he thinks. Maybe there's a version of the world in which Bruno would have said something different, something about wanting to stay here, without the vision and Avery would have agreed. He knows this isn't coming from him in the sense that there's nothing in particular that would have made him be so bold with his host, even if it had occurred to him to be. But that's not to say there's not an attraction there.

Bruno is... not like the other people he's slept with. He's softer, for one thing, almost sweet, though he's maybe a little too desperate for that. Avery's never had the experience before of someone seeming to just relax into him like this, come a bit unraveled just for his arms around them. It's a bit intoxicating, like caging your fingers around a butterfly. Avery is willing and intrigued and Bruno seems to need it, in some way he doesn't fully understand, and hell, Avery has done a lot worse for a lot less.

So he kisses back right away, warm, heated, the hand on Bruno's face sliding into his hair instead with a loose grip. He's gentle as he winds his own arm around Bruno in return but there's a subtle strength in the way he touches him, as though he could simply move him wherever he wanted and deliberately isn't. This close, he finally also has a smell, mostly clean skin and laundry soap and sunshine, with a hint of some kind of rich cologne applied long enough ago that the smell of it goes no further than his skin.

[sandinmyhair]

Open causality loops never really troubled Bruno--it usually doesn't occur to him to act on his visions, even if he sees himself in any of them, which is rare, indeed. And yet, this time, he'd felt... compelled to act. Somehow. If he looks back on it he'll be puzzled that it even worked.

But right now he doesn't think about much of anything. Not with this need flaring in him, racing across his skin and making him shiver. He lets himself melt into their kiss, a barely audible sound humming into the join of their lips, felt more than heard. This stranger, he... he feels so good, and Bruno can't even describe it. He just knows he wants more.

There's desperation there, yes, but Bruno is soft and small, gentle and very warm. His hands and lips are tender for all the hunger that trembles deep inside him.

Eventually he pulls his lips away just far enough to speak. "I usually don't act on any of my visions," he murmurs, scarcely above a whisper. "But... I... I don't have words for what I'm feeling--this... this need...."

[wildphase]

"Given the evidence we have so far, it's probably why I'm here," he murmurs back, "at least in part." He feels so strangely calm and overall, it lends a strange, otherworldly feel to all of this. Bruno is small and gentle, hungry and forward but in the softest, gentlest way and Avery is tender back, moving with a slow, measured caution that doesn't read as emotional hesitance but rather as though he is something entirely too large trying to be delicate with something precious, a monster with a teacup. Avery isn't even all that big, though he's on the larger side of average, but Bruno is so skinny, all bones and elbows, and something about his skin seems thin, delicate, not as though he's particularly breakable but that he might be easily bruised and Avery doesn't want that. Or at least not right now, not on accident.

He's certainly picked up by now that Bruno enjoys being touched, being physically close, and since it's one of Avery's favorite things too, there's no reason to stop himself from pulling him closer, running his hands warmly over the other man, feeling out the body hiding under those loose clothes. He's more about getting his hands under clothing than trying to remove it at the moment, but he'll push aside whatever he needs to to reach skin, the calluses on his hands dragging along softer textures.

[sandinmyhair]

"Mmmh," Bruno hums in reply, eyes going lidded, and pulls Avery back in for another warm, languid kiss. Occasionally he shivers heatedly at those hands on his skin, a soft sound escaping him.

Hiding under the clothes is a willowy sort of form, ribs almost discernable, the bones of his spine a line of small bumps. He moans as Avery's fingers trace over them, back arching slightly, pressing his chest and small, soft belly against him. What muscle there is on his narrowly-built frame is the kind of ropy sinew of someone who had to regularly navigate a difficult environment on very little food. And yet it's tender and little-defined under smooth, warm skin.

The hands slipping his clothes out of place serves to unravel Bruno further, leaving him glassy-eyed with desire.

[wildphase]

There's a hunger here from his side, too, yawning wider the longer they do this. One of his favorite things in bed is enthusiasm, the more unbridled the better, and he has a bad habit of just going along with it regardless of his feelings on wherever else that enthusiasm leads.

(There's probably a joke here, that all he really needs is for someone to need him. There's probably something unexamined there he really ought to pick apart. But, honestly, it's never much mattered and it's hardly surprising or strange to want to be wanted, after all.)

He likes touching and Bruno clearly likes being touched, so it's a simple thing to do more of that, concentrating more on the path of his hands and the warm skin under them than the kiss, though he does keep up with the kiss as well. It's just secondary to getting Bruno to all but unravel for him with just the sweep of his fingers.

He navigates to the bed mostly sight unseen while he does, topples them down onto it with an aim to not just crush Bruno, but with little other care for how they end up otherwise. The point is to move closer, tangle more together.