Wine and Bourbon

((this is the rp blog for my cosplay blog, i've had a few complaints that there was too much rp on that blog...so heres to the normal rping i guess~)) yea yea, welcome to my house, whatever, yadda yadda shoes off at the door, and no i dont have free wifi. hands off my cigarettes and you will be just fine here (current M!A: none)

[bonnefois-fleurs]

Tagged by: bonnefois-fleurs 

Name: Kiley

Nicknames: Nate, Ky

Birthday: January 16th

Gender: I'm not sure what to call it...nor am I sure I know yet

Sexual Orientation: Pansexual

Height: 5’8"

Favorite Color: Dark Green

Time and Date at the Moment: January 27, 2015; 4:42 P.M.

Average Hours of Sleep: 7-8 hours

Last Thing I Googled: The proper way to fold a French Flag

One Place That Makes Me Happy: Deep in the woods, where I can't hear cars, people, air planes trains, just me and the wilderness. Or the Muskegon River...on the beach, playing with the sand or just....being home

How Many Blankets I Sleep Under: One big, thick blanket or comforter. 

[2pfran]

[badassgermanbiker]

Pausing in the doorway of his own kitchen, he stared for a long while at the mess it presented him, dishes piled in the sink, maggots likely to be on them as well as mold. He was pretty sure that anything in the fridge or the cupboards would have been long expired since he literally just up and left. “Ah…Maybe we should order out…” He turned and looked over his still scrawny shoulders at his boyfriend, smiling sheepishly before actually walking over to him and patting him on the chest “Anything you want, I’ll even pay” He sighed, hand lingering on the others chest for a while, eyes seeming to dull as he stared at his fingers. Even though he had gotten better with himself, he couldn’t help but think of the past and the people he had left behind. One of which he actually missed terribly but hadn’t heard from in a long time Matthew. He wondered where his son was and if he was doing well, but his thoughts were interrupted by his own sigh, eyes flitting up to the others face, solemn expression in his eyes but a smile braced his face. “What do ya say? Mexican? Chinese?”

[badassgermanbiker]

Reading Francis came as easily to Lutz as breathing now. Almost two years together and he’d have to be blind, deaf and emotionally dead inside to be unable to notice when all was not right with his boyfriend.

"Hey," Lutz said softly before touching the hand against his chest, wrapping his cut-off gloved fingers around the finger and leaning in to give Francis’ cheek a light kiss. "As your number one fan, I think yer doing great. And whatever issue lie ahead that you’re thinking of right now, you’re going to get through them. AndI’ll be right here, ja? Right here every step of the way." Lutz was always devoted and loyal as a partner, but for Francis those virtues were on a whole other level. He smiled, mellow and supportively as he started to roll up his sleeves. "Mexican sounds amazing. Now, how’s about I tackle that kitchen of yours while you order the food. Where do you keep yer bin-liners?" Nothing quite said devotion like tossing aside your years of lazy housekeeping to help your best friend / boyfriend clean his rotting, maggot-infested kitchen.

[2pfran]

It never ceased to amaze Fran, the devotion this guy had. It reminded him of how lucky he was to have him by his side. With another weak smile, he nodded and let his cheek rest against the others, slowly leaning into him for support. After a moment, when Lutz pulled away, he grimaced and chuckled at him, "I keep them under the sink, same goes for the bleach. It may be needed." He sighed, turning to find his cell phone in one of his bags. He never liked to keep that thing on his person, it just took up space and made him uncomfortable when it vibrated with his messages.

After he found his phone he dialed the Cazadores number and started an order. He pretty much ordered the left side of the menu, knowing his boyfriend would be hungry. He would most likely only eat the chicken quesidilla and maybe a taco, but it was way more than he used to eat. Once off the phone, he turned and walked into the kitchen, smiling lightly. "I'm gonna go get some gloves or something..."

[2pfran]

The sound of Lutz coming in didn’t stir him until the other had spoken. His eyes zoned on the German and his grinning sarcasm, which he returned by walking over and giving him a small shove in the shoulder. Even though he barely moved, he still felt stronger than he was when he left France. “Of course I have more….I gained weight” he gave a grumble after that, even though on his part, gaining weight was a good thing. He had to buy nearly a whole new wardrobe, which suited his newer and more lean physic. It was thanks to Lutz and his mind numbing workouts that got him to gain what he needed. “Besides, I think I remember you saying something along the lines of ‘finally having someone to arm wrestle with’?” Chuckling, he jerked his head to the staircase and turned around “you can set them at the base of the stairs, I’ll unpack them later, right now I’m hungry and I am pretty sure you are too..”

[badassgermanbiker]

Hibernation

He raised the flats of his palms in a 'woah there man' stance jokingly, his grin becoming more endearing on his face as he nodded his head and said "Ja. You're the Boss" and went about doing what he was told and dispatching the heavy bags over his shoulders onto the floor by the stairs. If it was at all possible for Francis to get any more attractive in his eyes, then it was through the other's new physique. His newfound strength of body seemed to help with his mind and Lutz couldn't be more pleased with that. He had made his own changes to his lifestyle too, some without even realising it. With one of an intellectual persuasion living in his apartment with a deep love for reading and philosophy, Lutz in turn had gravitated towards his own literature and found himself actually enjoying the feeling of reading a book when your older brother wasn't watching you in scorn and disapproval for your choice, forcing you to put it back on the shelf with your eyes averted. Or worse, if he did approve and ordered you to read it every day and night, only to quiz you on the chapters and become frustrated when you couldn't remember certain parts of the text, deeming you to be a moron... Yeah. It was definitely nicer to see Francis' wry little smile when he would glance over and read Lutz's choice of book that evening than it was to remember Altmann's scowl and jeers. "Hey don't knock it. You almost fractured my wrist the other day," he joked, exaggerating a little before nodding in response. "Ja, I am. You want to order something or is it cooking tonight?" Between the two of them, Lutz was the better cook. France had gotten a little better while he had been staying with him but he was still suspectable to burning toast... or milk... Francis had never fully explained how he managed that feat.

[2pfran]

Pausing in the doorway of his own kitchen, he stared for a long while at the mess it presented him, dishes piled in the sink, maggots likely to be on them as well as mold. He was pretty sure that anything in the fridge or the cupboards would have been long expired since he literally just up and left. "Ah...Maybe we should order out..." He turned and looked over his still scrawny shoulders at his boyfriend, smiling sheepishly before actually walking over to him and patting him on the chest "Anything you want, I'll even pay" He sighed, hand lingering on the others chest for a while, eyes seeming to dull as he stared at his fingers. Even though he had gotten better with himself, he couldn't help but think of the past and the people he had left behind. One of which he actually missed terribly but hadn't heard from in a long time Matthew. He wondered where his son was and if he was doing well, but his thoughts were interrupted by his own sigh, eyes flitting up to the others face, solemn expression in his eyes but a smile braced his face. "What do ya say? Mexican? Chinese?"

[2pfran]

((Just because he's a vampire)) Lutz was fast asleep on the sofa, totally exhausted from a night's work at the local strip clubs. His skin still hot from dancing, blood racing, yet to slow down from the high of endorphins. He looked so peaceful and content.

Coming down the stairs to the sight, Fran grinned and walked over towards his boyfriend, leaning over then back of the couch and poking at his chest lightly "hey....a bed might be nicer~"

[2pfran]

Sitting in this room, all alone, Fran let his mind wander a bit. To the past where he once dared not to go. The darkest corners of his mind, where he smiled and shook his head in defiance to the fears that wanted to take hold of him once more. “Nope…” He muttered, sighing and shifting to a standing position before pulling his pack of cigarettes out and striking a match to light one. The smoke billowed around him as he inhaled and felt his sore muscles relax.

It had been about a year since he had been home. He thought taking the job at the factory would ease his mind but it only amped it more to go home. Now that he was here though, there didn’t seem to be a reason for him to have left in the first place. Weird at even missed him, seeing as how the feral beast stared at him from across the room, flicking his tail like a docile pussy cat. But hr knew better than to get up and pet him. This was the cat’s way of saying ‘welcome back’ and for now, it would do.

[badassgermanbiker]

But alone didn’t last for long as Lutz walked in, two large and heavy bags over each of his shoulders as he finished emptying the car of Francis’ belongings and taking them back into the house. He blinked when he saw Francis just sitting there and couldn’t resist drawling: “Oh don’t get up or anything, I’ve got this so you just relax.” He smiled to show he was joking and jiggled the bags a little. “But seriously, where do you want these going? You’ve got more stuff in these than when you first came.” Lutz was of course quite supportive about Francis’ move back home. It was bound to happen at some point, they were still Nations after all, and Francis couldn’t stay in Berlin forever, regardless of how much the idea appealed to Lutz.

[2pfran]

The sound of Lutz coming in didn't stir him until the other had spoken. His eyes zoned on the German and his grinning sarcasm, which he returned by walking over and giving him a small shove in the shoulder. Even though he barely moved, he still felt stronger than he was when he left France. "Of course I have more....I gained weight" he gave a grumble after that, even though on his part, gaining weight was a good thing. He had to buy nearly a whole new wardrobe, which suited his newer and more lean physic. It was thanks to Lutz and his mind numbing workouts that got him to gain what he needed. "Besides, I think I remember you saying something along the lines of 'finally having someone to arm wrestle with'?" Chuckling, he jerked his head to the staircase and turned around "you can set them at the base of the stairs, I'll unpack them later, right now I'm hungry and I am pretty sure you are too.."

[2pfran]

Hibernation

Sitting in this room, all alone, Fran let his mind wander a bit. To the past where he once dared not to go. The darkest corners of his mind, where he smiled and shook his head in defiance to the fears that wanted to take hold of him once more. "Nope..." He muttered, sighing and shifting to a standing position before pulling his pack of cigarettes out and striking a match to light one. The smoke billowed around him as he inhaled and felt his sore muscles relax. It had been about a year since he had been home. He thought taking the job at the factory would ease his mind but it only amped it more to go home. Now that he was here though, there didn't seem to be a reason for him to have left in the first place. Weird at even missed him, seeing as how the feral beast stared at him from across the room, flicking his tail like a docile pussy cat. But hr knew better than to get up and pet him. This was the cat's way of saying 'welcome back' and for now, it would do.

[2pfran]

Dies

I need to write down the log ins for my blogs

[badassgermanbiker]

((BAE YORE BACK!))

[2pfran]

((I forgot my log in for the longest time… ouo how are you??? *hugs and snuggles*))

[badassgermanbiker]

((*Cuddles back* I’m good Hun. Was away from tumblr awhile but I’m back and so are you and I’m very happy about that.))

[2pfran]

((I'm always online ~ just mostly on Viktor for character development. Now that I know the log in for this one though, *flails* ima rp so much more!))

[2pfran]

Dies

I need to write down the log ins for my blogs

[badassgermanbiker]

((BAE YORE BACK!))

[2pfran]

((I forgot my log in for the longest time... ouo how are you??? *hugs and snuggles*))

[2pfran]

Dies

I need to write down the log ins for my blogs

[badassgermanbiker]

*shivering, the Frenchman knocked on the others apartment door, eyes drawn in and holding himself oddly*

The door flew open immediately and a concerned German boyfriend appeared, his eyes widening further when he saw that it really was Francis. “Franny? Jesus Fuck, I was looking everywhere for you. I went to yer house and-” He broke off, looking at his boyfriend and clenched his fists for a moment to feel the bite of his fingernails against his palms. He then ushered Francis inside his flat and straight into his soft, warm and surprisingly tender embrace.

[badassgermanbiker]

"Hey if it’s free I’m happy," Lutz smirked, stroking the French nation’s hair when he pressed his face against his neck. 

[2pfran]

humming gently, he kissed at the others neck lightly, hands slipping into the water and onto his own knees “All you have to do is ask…” He whispered, nuzzling him more and kissing again

[badassgermanbiker]

He responds by turning his head and kissing Francis’ forehead, rubbing a rough thumb over the other’s cheek. “I’m asking now, aren’t I?”

[2pfran]

"I’m already in the water Lutz, I’m not going to run to my house and grab bath salts now" He smiled, lifting his head to the others lips instead, stealing a kiss "I’m not ready to go back there yet…" He muttered soon after, swallowing thickly and sighing

[badassgermanbiker]

Lutz quickly leaned down and kissed that spot behind his boyfriend’s ears, holding him close. “S’okay. You don’t have to. We can go back to my bruder’s place again and steal his bath salts.”

[2pfran]

shifting in the waters lightly, he turned and leaned into him more, gripping the sides for support and closing his eyes "You think he'll mind? Does Klaus even take baths?"

[2pfran]

*sleep meme* Lutz would try, fail and also go back to sleep, cuddling Franny, because he's just like: 'fuck it.'

((yep, that'd sound about right~) 

[2pfran]

M!A Vampire until new year

"Noo!!!" It was nothing but pain, the transformation that took place, his organs ceased, his body doubling over, collapsing onto the floor and writhing until it stopped entirely. When his heart and lungs stopped, he lay still, unmoving and paling in death

[badassgermanbiker]

*shivering, the Frenchman knocked on the others apartment door, eyes drawn in and holding himself oddly*

The door flew open immediately and a concerned German boyfriend appeared, his eyes widening further when he saw that it really was Francis. “Franny? Jesus Fuck, I was looking everywhere for you. I went to yer house and-” He broke off, looking at his boyfriend and clenched his fists for a moment to feel the bite of his fingernails against his palms. He then ushered Francis inside his flat and straight into his soft, warm and surprisingly tender embrace.

[badassgermanbiker]

"Hey if it’s free I’m happy," Lutz smirked, stroking the French nation’s hair when he pressed his face against his neck. 

[2pfran]

humming gently, he kissed at the others neck lightly, hands slipping into the water and onto his own knees “All you have to do is ask…” He whispered, nuzzling him more and kissing again

[badassgermanbiker]

He responds by turning his head and kissing Francis’ forehead, rubbing a rough thumb over the other’s cheek. “I’m asking now, aren’t I?”

[2pfran]

"I'm already in the water Lutz, I'm not going to run to my house and grab bath salts now" He smiled, lifting his head to the others lips instead, stealing a kiss "I'm not ready to go back there yet..." He muttered soon after, swallowing thickly and sighing

[deanthemonsterhunter]

My muse is having a hard time getting up one morning. Your muse keeps waking them but, but they go right back to sleep a minute later. Send how your muse would wake them.

[badassgermanbiker]

*shivering, the Frenchman knocked on the others apartment door, eyes drawn in and holding himself oddly*

The door flew open immediately and a concerned German boyfriend appeared, his eyes widening further when he saw that it really was Francis. “Franny? Jesus Fuck, I was looking everywhere for you. I went to yer house and-” He broke off, looking at his boyfriend and clenched his fists for a moment to feel the bite of his fingernails against his palms. He then ushered Francis inside his flat and straight into his soft, warm and surprisingly tender embrace.

[badassgermanbiker]

"Nein," Lutz said shaking his head as he stripped off his trousers and pants along with them and climbed into the tub with Francis. "I’d tell ya if you were." He give his boyfriend a reassuring smirk and settled into the bubbles, spreading his legs under the water for Francis to sit comfortably against him. He needed to show him that nothing had changed between them. That was what was best for both of them at this moment. "C’mere."

[2pfran]

Shifting then to lower back into the water, he gripped he sides and settled between the others legs, shifting and scooting lightly to lean back against him with a soft sigh. The water met right o his nipples, comfortable enough and relaxing thankfully. He let his head rest against what he thought to be Lutz shoulder, left side, and closed his eyes. “Hmm…did you put any salts in here?” He mused, taking in a deep breath of the lightly perfumed water. “Feels good either way”

[badassgermanbiker]

"It’s just bubble-bath, liebe. Salts are expensive ya know?" The German joked a little to keep the mood light. His financial status was always something he could fall back on for the sake of comedy. While his people and economy were doing well, he himself rarely had two euros to put to his name. Bavaria and Prussia where the money conscious ones not him. And people wondered why he worked nights in the strip clubs… Aside from the fact that he enjoyed it. 

[2pfran]

 Chuckling again, he leaned his head back against the others shoulder and smiled before placing his hands on the sides of the tub awkwardly. “I were only asking. You know I can bring that kind of stuff too….I just have to get it from fruity’s house…since I don’t want to go to the market for it.” He then shivered lightly and turned his head to nestle his face into the others neck, sighing

[badassgermanbiker]

"Hey if it’s free I’m happy," Lutz smirked, stroking the French nation’s hair when he pressed his face against his neck. 

[2pfran]

humming gently, he kissed at the others neck lightly, hands slipping into the water and onto his own knees "All you have to do is ask..." He whispered, nuzzling him more and kissing again

[badassgermanbiker]

Lutz bite his lip as he prepared the injection, tapping the vial to clear it of it’s air bubbles and poised it over his forearm which he had already strapped up in readiness for this. He hated having to do this, but he was a grown ass man and would grit his teeth and bare it. Breathing out, then back in, he positioned the injection over a pulsing vein, ready to lower it into his flesh.

Francis shuffled into the kitchen, aware the other was doing something, and upon glancing at the kit the other had on the table in front of him, choose to ignore it and look the other way for his boyfriends sake. He poured himself a small cup of coffee and walked past to the living room, arching a brow “I was thinking of running to the store in a bit…want me to pick up anything in particular or just the usual?”

[badassgermanbiker]

"Well after this I could probably use a few grams of Haribo. Gotta keep those blood sugars normal," Lutz replied, sinking the insulin injection into his forearm and pausing for just a second before pushing in the plunger. "By the way, have you seen my bracelet? I lost it again." He said referring to the little copper medical ID bracelet he wore on and off.

[2pfran]

Grinning impishly, he lifted his own arm, the bracelet around his own wrist, then looked back to him, smirking "They way you talk about that candy of yours, almost sounds like you do drugs~" He chuckled, sliding the bracelet off and walking over to him, holding it out "You set it down, I see it, then I put it on to prevent you from loosing it.."

[deanthemonsterhunter]

My muse is having a hard time getting up one morning. Your muse keeps waking them but, but they go right back to sleep a minute later. Send how your muse would wake them.