something sweet

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[cupcakeisms]

nobleisms:

       “  a liar knows a liar,  oliver darling,  for he knows his craft well.  ”

     he hums,   tilting his head just a bit.     “  i suppose asking you to lie to me would prove fruitless,   then.     i would be able to see through you,   after all.     but still...     someone acting as though they cared for me would be worth it,   don’t you agree?  ”

[cupcakeisms]

nobleisms:

       “  anyone who knows us knows that i am not kind;   however,  for you … i could pretend to be.  ”

     “  your lies are to die for,   dearie.     you’re far too good at it,   you know.     you may convince me of their truth yet.  ”

[cupcakeisms]

inionnaforaoise:

    “It’s old news and a game that already had a victor decided long ago; they ought to behave like grown-ups… however, not like they’ll listen so may as well place bets.” she’s just going to take that bottle and take a swig straight from the source. Double standard much?

   “  i’ll bid on my double.     i have faith in his abilities,   he’s me,   after all. ”     oliver laughs,     he truly doesn’t think antonio will best arthur.     “  besides,   arthur learns from his past battles.     don’t count him out yet.  ”

[cupcakeisms]

nobleisms:

       “   ━ i suppose that’s true.    there is no one quite like us in the rest of the world,  is there?  ”     a hum;  arthur is actually more okay with this than he’d expected to be.     “  … very well,  then.     we’ll be wed.  ”

     “   r  ━ really?     i suppose preparations are in order,   then.     after all,   i want to be a proper husband of course.     god knows my other marriages didn’t go well,   at least one should.  ”

[cupcakeisms]

♚ ||     @nobleisms || cont. from here

     “  simply saving you from someone who may want to use you,   of course.     besides,   there’s no really marrying up from us,   now is there?  ”     a giggle falls from his lips,   aquamarine eyes closing.     “  we are the british empire,   after all.  ”

[inionnaforaoise-archived-blog]

    “Artie… Toni no…” someone get the booze

[cupcakeisms]

     “  no,   poppet.     let them.     it may prove an interesting development,   don’t you think?  ”     and here he is,   handing her a bottle of vanilla cake vodka.     join him,   vick.

[thelovejournals]

The more you love, the more you suffer.

Vincent van Gogh  (via thelovejournals)