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MURMR: THE MEME
MURMR MEME
welcome sleepies, to our meme
βTINDER/GRINDRοΌ
Tinder/grindr are social media sites meant for mobile usage, where you upload a couple photos of yourself and a short description. Then you're shown pictures of people and all you have to do is swipe right (like) or left (dislike). If both of you like each other, it's a match and you're connected by the private messaging system. In this case, it's all in The Murmur!
β STEPSοΌ
0. Make sure all images you use are 250x250!
1.Β OPTIONAL:Β Make a post to your journal with the "Extended Profile" code (this code willΒ notΒ work in comments)
2. Post a comment using the "Basic Profile" code and link your extended profile if using one. Make sure to put your name in the header!
3. Tag around giving people β€ or β
4. If you get a β€ and you want to give one back, copy the "It's a Match!" code. 5. Congrats it's a match! Now you can talk to each other... about... stuff...?? And ever if it's not a match, woah.... you can actually talk it out!
β MY CHARACTER DOESN'T WANT TO PLAYοΌ
If your character reluctant, then suddenly...
1. Your character's friend set up a mental profile.
2. There's some sort of competition going on for the most right swipes.
3. Sleep did it for you!!
β EXTENDED PROFILEοΌΒ (Set to 3 images; toggle navigation above pictures. You can change the code to hold more or less if you want!)
| βββ | About #NAME# |
| #DESCRIPTION# | |



Replace anything surrounded in hashtags, including the hashtags.
βββββ BASIC PROFILEοΌ
| offering/token | About #NAME# |
| #DESCRIPTION# | |



βββββ IT'S A MATCHοΌ
or


frΓ©dΓ©ric "freddie" lavoie | original character | offering, valkerie
βοΈ new yorker
βοΈ 6'0 if it matters
βοΈ liberal atheist
Just got out of a 10 year stint in the Air Force last year and arrived here in June. In the market for casual fun with no strings attached, not looking for tethers or anything serious right now. If that sounds like what you're into, let me show you a good time! I'm pretty flexible where roles are concerned, but I love a strong woman. Guys of all persuasions and preferences are also encouraged to apply.
Not interested in poly relationships. Dog in the pic was a friend's back home but I do have a dog here!
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it's a match!
Last time was fun. We should do that again.
[ Normally, he'd never double tap, so to speak, but an environment with a very finite number of potentials makes that style of intimacy unsustainable. And, as far as repeat encounters go, Aventurine is pretty safe—they barely know each other, and they aren't tethered. ]
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it's a match!
Well well well.
Is it because I'm the only other French speaker here? [ As far as he knows. Given how many people take it as an extracurricular, though, he's probably wrong. ] You can be honest, you won't hurt my feelings.
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You have quite a few redeeming qualities, if you do not mind me saying so. ( As a doctor, can he not be allowed to admire another's anatomy? )
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( Echoing with a deep, knowing hum, a smirk passing through their tether for just a brief moment. )
I have not, but I'm well aware of what it takes to bring a man to pleasure, Major.
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And there's also a smugness, and an excitement, that comes with the idea of being his first, not the first time Freddie's had that particular privilege bestowed upon him. The address by rank—that's nice, too. Real nice. ]
I'd be happy to take the honor of being your first if you'd like to demonstrate. I imagine there's some things I could show you as well.
[ Freddie Lavoie: High-mileage vehicle. ]
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( His voice is like a purr, soaking in Freddie's interest like a flower would the sun. Victor is a man of only one vice, and since that is not readily available to him here, what is the harm of taking up another? Is it so terrible a thing to be wanted and adored? )
You can start by showing me that figure of yours. I'm insatiably interested.
nsfw / cw for body image issues from this point onwards!
It's not the first time anyone's said that to him, of course; being appreciated for the same things he cringes away from when he sees his own reflection is hardly alien to someone who got around as much as he did in the real New York. He knows from experience that a lot of people are into that, especially men, or that occupying that liminal space between sturdy and unquestionably just fat at least isn't a dealbreaker—even with the slight softening of his facial features, he's still fundamentally attractive, and the uniform and salary probably help a bit too.
But it doesn't get old. No matter how many times a person agrees to fuck, or locks eyes with him, or looks at him in a way that can't possibly be construed as disapproval or morbid curiosity, no matter how many matches he makes on sites like these, it never gets old.
It's funny, given his own visceral discomfort with the act of unconcealing his body, the lengths he goes to to immediately cover the softness to his frame when his wings start to come in unforewarned and he has to quickly strip off any fabric over his back, that he feels relatively comfortable what he can only describe as a mental selfie Victor's way: a little glimpse in the mirror of himself undressed from the waist up as the thundering flow of water fills a bathtub in the background, filtered through neither aversion of the eyes nor the critical, dissecting gaze he sometimes finds himself tracing the outward curves to his naked sides and midsection with if he doesn't look away fast enough. Just... neutral, in a way he can't actually remember feeling for a long time. ]
There's more to see in-person. And a lot I'd like to see, too.
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The answering heat in their tether is all-consuming, burning selfishly and vividly as Freddie speaks his desires out loud. It is like the sweetest drug, and Victor, greedy as he is, cannot be satisfied with just a taste. )
I hope you do not intend to keep me waiting. It would be a very cruel thing.
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I might be able to pencil you in. What are you doing today? As it so happens, my schedule's wide open.
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( Far too much, in fact. He has so much he needs to catch up, medical and scientific advancements beyond his wildest understandingβ )
But I desire this more. Tell me where to find you, or where we should meet.
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Re: frΓ©dΓ©ric "freddie" lavoie | original character | offering, valkerie
[ she's just here to harass him. ]
oh god his little sister saw his dating profile!!!!!!!!!!!!
& boy did she cackle at it
So—do you snip tethers after you fuck? That's gotta take away from the experience.
good!! because he's a clown
But FYI if you must know I avoid forming them in the first place.
[ But that's not stopping him from diving onto the same exact banana peel he slipped on last time in his private messages with Victor. Then again, the nature of the tether with Kalmiya prior to them having sex was... very different than whatever has been going on since the two of them met. ]
It's asking for trouble. Like I said the other day, I'm just not looking for a relationship.
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Not everything has to get messy, you know. You could just have a friend you fuck.
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I like to keep things simple.
[ He could point out that things seem to have gotten very messy with Jinx, but chooses not to. They seem (?) to be mostly alright now, and besides, that would be mean and probably unwelcome. But it is a case in point, isn't it? ]
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Yeah, she does.
[ But hadn't taken it well when he'd wanted to separate himself entirely—an overreaction, an exaggerated response, one that wasn't necessary in the end. She wouldn't have let it mess things up; she sleeps around with pretty much everyone and doesn't let it get weird. But he hadn't known that—hadn't trusted her enough to wait and let it play out, to give her a chance to be normal about it. He'd just... bolted, because that was what felt safe to do. Because that was what he always does, second nature, the logical step that follows sexual encounters. ]
Some people are just made for that, I think. I'd rather it just be truly anonymous, not that friends with benefits shit.
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I don't think I can fully understand that, Freddie, but... to each their own, I guess. [ There's no bite to it, no judgment, just an honest, young confusion. ]
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