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MISFIRES

a rambunctious duo in salt has stuck their nose where they shouldn't and now you can all reap the rewards! this is a MISFIRES meme. post a header for your character, and receive accidental texts from your local saltburntian guests. nudes, nasties, confessions of a certain persuasion? things you'd otherwise never write or send? they're all on the table. (meme threads aren't game canon, but they're not not game canon either, right)

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[longlegs]

And I'll be Mila Weston-Price? Some couples just trade names.

[ Still bubbly, still trying to touch him any chance she gets — his shoulders, his waist, then his abs, around to the small of his back. Anything to keep him close, to feel him warm. To feel him on her, just like those kisses. ]

I like it. Your family wouldn't mind?

[chokedout]

But what if we want to maaaatch...

[He likes juggling names. Sorting them out. Feels like writing them on lined paper in math class, daydreaming about a happy ending that he's already sort of won.]

I don't care what my family thinks. They'll just be happy I'm not in a ditch.

[longlegs]

Then we'll match. Anything to make my husband the happiest.

[ Emphasized by another kiss, hips pressing up into him. ]

Think they'd want to meet me?

[chokedout]

[His arms are around her, tight.]

I want to say yeah. But they're kind of shit at being kind or compassionate. So when that day comes... don't take it personally if they're weird, okay? I really don't care what they think in the grand scheme of things, but it's hard to miss it when they want to share it.

[Just. His urge to protect her from that is strong.]

[longlegs]

I'll remember that. [ Confident that her dear husband's going to protect her, really. ] My p— [ arents are going to love you. Mila's smile fades, surprised at herself for thinking about the Singers, not Henry and Lauralae, then making an effort to not get sad. ] My perfect husband.

[chokedout]

Myyyy perfect wife.

[He smiles again, softening from the memories of his parents - who he thought, just for a second, were sweeter than they are. He kisses her, soft and sweet.]

May I ravage you sensually now, or would you prefer a massage?

🎀💕

[longlegs]

You know what? [ A dreamy little sigh after their kiss, raking fingers through the hair on his nape. ] I think I'll take the massage. Starting…

[ Grabbing one of his hands, she places it right on the swell of her breast. ]

Here.