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You need a lover
(Are you talking to mun or muse?)
"Hello, Dark" she said with a smile.
Demyx blinked and turned around, not having been called that for a while.
"Kiki!" He smiled gently, "Hey, there. Long time, no see. I thought everyone forgot about me."
Right I’m pretty proud of this and my Desmond Sycamore cosplay is basically there!! I might experiment with the wig a bit more though-
Please don’t tell them I sent you, just please make sure they feel special and loved because they really are.
The Dinner and the Date | Xigbar
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"You mean kinda like that shitty manga with the awful proportions?" Xigbar asked with a raised eyebrow. He chuckled and dropped another kiss on the blond’s neck. "I’d be so up for that, but I hope you realize I can take care of myself right?" he laughed again. He was glad that Demyx was willing to move in. His apartment was nice, but his club hopping days were basically over and he did kind of want to settle down. It might be nice to come home to someone who was waiting for him, right?
"And just to clear shit up, you won’t be doing your job here right? I’d rather not have to clean blood stains out of my couch," Xigbar asked with a tease in his tone. He knew Demyx would at least clean up after himself.
"I guess so." Demyx laughed, blushing a little at the kiss, "I was hoping you could, 'cause I sure can't take care of myself. It'll be like having a little kid her. Always wanting to play around and forgetting to drink so having to gulp down two glasses of water. I'm quite a handful." He gave a playful grin, nuzzling his nose again Xigbar's.
"Nah, contracts either have specific places they want it or it'll be by a damn or river." He kissed Xigbar's lips gently, rubbing his sides, "Maybe a little later we can celebrate..."
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Xigbar snorted in retaliation to Demyx’s first words. The thought, 'ain't your fucking problem' crossed his mind but he kept silent to give the blond enough respect to let him finish speaking.
When Demyx uttered his surprise at Xigbar’s suggestion of moving in, the older man chuckled. “Yeah. I mean the fucker’s financial problems are his own and he’s treating you like a child, which you’re not. I say fuck him and find another place to stay is what I really mean. If you want to move in here, I’d be happy to have you. And if you don’t want to do it in the boyfriends way, then I’ll be happy to charge you rent and shit.”
Demyx ignored the parts about his housemates, grabbing Xigbar's hands and looking him in the eyes, "No... Let's meet halfway. I want to move in as your boyfriend but let me do chores and stuff and put money towards being the house money. I-If that's not too awkward, I mean, man."
His eyes shot down, chuckling for a second and then wrapping his arms around Xigbar, "I've wanted to move out of that shitty house for so long, man, seriously. I'd love ta move in here."
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Xigbar raised an eyebrow at his lover’s words. “Controls your money?” he asked Demyx, turning around to face the blond. “You’re fucking kidding me right? You’re a grown man with a master’s degree.” he said with a deadpan. He could ignore his hair for now. “Dude, fuck him. Move in here, I don’t nee your money.”
Demyx gave a small nod, "Yeah, the only thing is that he quit his job for his marriage, which then fucked up, man." He looked into Xigbar's eye and smiled, "I just humor him until he's ready to move on. Happened with his relationship before that, too. Just gotta make sure he's on his feet, y'know?"
When Xigbar mentioned moving in, Demyx's face went bright red, staring at him for a few moments, "M-Move in?"
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"I’ve spent a stupid amount of money keeping it nice, I would hope that it is," Xigbar replied with a snort. "But thank you." He enjoyed the feeling of fingers carding through his hair and the gentle touch of his boyfriend.
"I wish I had more money to spend on my hair but my housemate mediates my money." He sighed softly, slowly working up his hair to his head and massaging the shampoo into his hair and scalp, "He says I spend way too much of it if he doesn't and he needs it for his kids."
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Xigbar smiled and stroked the blond’s cheek with his thumb in response. It was nice to be able to do this. He found Demyx extremely appealing, but this was actually kind of innocent. This wasn’t going to lead to sex, and he was okay with that. It had been far too long since he had done this with anyone. He hummed appreciatively as he felt Demyx massage his shoulders.
As soon as the shampoo was rinsed out of thew blond’s hair, Xigbar turned around, presenting his hair to him. “My turn!”
Demyx smiled softly, nodding and running his fingers through the others hair to get out any knots before starting to lather the shampoo into it.
"Your hair is so nice." He hummed, taking his time and making sure to get every centimeter of hair.
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"I had a mohawk in high school… The eighties weren’t kind to most of us," Xigbare replied, hoping to make light of the situation. He hoped that Demyx would be able to move on from the harm his father had done and talk to him about it, but he wasn’t going to push it. He was glad the blond shared even that small tidbit. He prodded Demyx to stand under the spray again and washed out the suds. "I kinda like you with your hair like this though."
Demyx laughed gently, "I can't imagine that, man. Maybe you could show me some pictures." He turned around and kissed Xigbar softly, letting the shampoo wash out of his hair and taking some to massage into Xigbars. "Well, any days we have where we laze about your house, I'm cool with keeping it like this."
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Xigbar chuckled at Demyx’s remark. He kissed the blond’s shoulder before shoving his hands into his hair and lathering it all up, washing the gel away. “Well I used to gel my hair back when I first started growing it out. I get the annoyance of it. But you’re hot with your hair. Have you ever done it differently?”
"Well, I used to have my hair down all the time and then I have a shaved head for a bit because of my dad." He hummed at the feeling of Xigbar's fingers in his hair, "I don't like not having hair."
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Xigbar closed his eyes and smiled before dunking his head in the water spray. “Well you haven’t gotten a chance to really get your hands tangled in it yet. One time I had someone over and I had to spend an hour detangling my hair when they left,” he said with a chuckle. He grabbed his shampoo and squeezed a glob into his hands. “Turn aroujnd.”
"Man, at least it's not full of gel. Good luck with that one." He chuckled, turning around and looking over his shoulder, "It's quite hard to get out sometimes."
Your latest gif breakdown with axel and kairi has made me think about what the bathrooms in the organisation 13 castle would look like and I wonder who they put in charge of cleaning them..
weeelllllll I have a feeling who they stopped putting in charge—
i am actual trash its 3:30am and why did i even draw this fuck goodbye