What can we get for ya?

Multi Bartender OC Blog for Kasen Roux, 22 Aalto Lunan, 26, And Numair Tayen, 23 Written By Roman Fandom: Snow White With The Red Hair (Blog Still Semi-Under Construction)

[double-sh0t]

shadowofaprince​:

Clearly, he wasn’t expecting any of those answers from the shocked look on his face.

“…But…I…I still…I’m a monster…and you’re an honorable person…I…I don’t understand why you’re attracted to me…I just…” He shuffled, shame on his face, but at the very least he wasn’t…freaking out about the other being the sniper anymore?

Numair disagreed with that sentiment. Obi was far from a monster. The ability to kill and willingness to do so didn't inherently make someone a monster. Someone like himself even, who had been in the military, had learned how to kill with little remorse too, but that didn't make Numair a monster either.

"No, you're not a monster either. And I'm not sure why you think that. Because you've killed people? So have I. Because you didn't feel remorse at the time for it? Me neither for a lot of my kills, especially in the service of the military. So give me a reason that doesn't involve those, and I'll listen. But I still won't think you're a monster."

[double-sh0t]

shadowofaprince​:

“What is an ex-Marine Sniper doing dating a former gang member? That’s insane,” His cheeks flushed and he looked…somewhat sad.

“So they don’t know who you are…that’s…you’re amazing.” INdeed Numair was amazing because the police were pretty good around this town.

That question made Numair pause, a legitimately shocked expression crossing his face. Why was Numair dating him? There was a pause. “Because I really like you a lot? And you’re attractive and interesting and adorable and have a great personality, and not to mention you’re damn good in bed. And I’m sure I can list several other reasons if you need even more.” As far as Numair was concerned, his answer should be pretty obvious. Also, while not necessarily a requirement, there was the ‘former’ gang member part of Obi’s own words.

And yeah, he was pretty good at keeping his identity a secret, not to mention some of the police seemed to like some of what he was doing, so he doubted they were trying too hard to find out either. “I was trained very well. They’d be hard pressed to find any evidence that tied me to anything.”

[double-sh0t]

shadowofaprince​:

“I…you…were you former military or something?!” Because that was an amazing shot. But also– “You…shouldn’t have done that, what if the police come after you–”

Panicking, he didn’t really know what to say other than that.

Yeah, this was probably going to be a long conversation. “Yes, I was a pretty damn good Marine sniper once upon a time.” He sounded sort of neutral about it though, surprisingly. Although as far as the other worry Obi had, about the police, he had something else to say about that part.

And well, he was pretty sure he could trust Obi with this. After all, they were dating. “They haven’t come after me yet. And they would also have to know who I was.” He’d even heard several police officers talking about his actions, and praising them. Although one person he’d never go after was Obi. 

[double-sh0t]

shadowofaprince​:

“Someone attacked–” And then he saw the rifle. He paused, the gears in his brain whirring. “…Wait…wait a second…were you the one who shot him?”

And if he was, that rose a whole slew of questions.

Ahh.. Well, he’d expected Obi to find out eventually, and he knew his lover would probably notice the rifle, but he was hoping at least that he could distract him with needing a shower, and give himself time to put it away. He hadn’t thought Obi would notice it that fast. But well... Too late now.. 

“I.. Uh..” A soft sigh. “Yeah.. I saw him attack you from my window..” And Numair was surprisingly calm after apparently having killed a man with a sniper rifle. This was going to be an interesting conversation. After all, there weren’t really many snipers in the city that seemed to take shots at gang members and attempted murderers. It was pretty much just him.

[double-sh0t]

shadowofaprince​:

Fear crept up his spine and he knew better than to stay at the scene of the crime, regardless of the second shot never coming. He didn’t know who this was, didn’t know if he was going to be accused of doing this despite the police and their fear of him, so he took off toward Numair’s place through the back alleys, blood on his clothes.

Obi was close by, so by the time Numair got back downstairs, and into his apartment. He did not however have time to rehide the rifle. He’d barely had time to lean it against a wall, sorta behind a chair, though definitely not very well hidden, when Obi made it to his door, and he heard the other’s knock. He figured he would probably be shaken up, so he didn’t waste time, and went straight to open the door.

He didn’t seem all that surprised either, to see blood on his lover’s clothes, nor put off by it like the other might expect him to be, which by all accounts would likely give Obi his first clue that somehow Numair at the very least knew what happened. “Obi, I’m so glad you’re safe.. Though it looks like you could use a shower.”

[double-sh0t]

shadowofaprince​:

With that being said, once work was over, Obi headed in his direction. He was a bit tense, like he usually was when walking through town this late in the day, and he was well aware of the recent string of gang activity.

Which is why he was not surprised when he suddenly was attacked, a man leaping at him from the side of a building. People screamed and ran, but he ended up getting dragged into a fight.

Numair had already been worried about Obi, and it seemed he was right to be. His apartment was a few floors up, and had a decent view of the street Obi would be coming down to get here, and so he saw the commotion. 

And almost immediately he reacted, retrieving his rifle, surprisingly well hidden in plain sight in case he needed it, and within a minute and a half, he was up on the roof of his building, down in position. A few seconds to aim, some prediction as to where the man was going to move based on Obi’s movements, and the second the attacker’s head was in his crosshairs, he fired. And he didn’t miss. 

Down below, where Obi was, there was suddenly blood, and the man who had been attacking him suddenly dropped, with a sniper round through his skull. But a second shot never came. Whoever had shot him, had apparently been protecting Obi.

[double-sh0t]

shadowofaprince​:

His heart warmed at the text that he got.

[ Text: Numair ] Yeah, sure. I’ve been missing you too.

His cheeks dusted pink. Hopefully nobody noticed.

He was glad of the answer, and smiled a little. 

[Text: Obi]: Good. I’ll see you after. 

[Text: Obi]: Be safe though on your way over. 

[Text: Obi]: And text me if something happens?

Truthfully, Numair was a bit worried about Obi coming over tonight. It sounded like there was an increase in gang activity lately, and while he knew enough to know that Obi would likely be fine, he was still going to worry about him. Although it was partly because of that he wanted him to come over. He would feel better knowing Obi was asleep next to him in his bed, rather than alone in his house.

[double-sh0t]

@shadowofaprince

It had been a very long day, and honestly, they hadn't made plans to meet up today, but Numair found himself wanting to see him anyway.

[Text: Obi]: I know we weren't planning to meet today, but I want to see you..

Text: Obi]: Come over after work?

[kitsune-rp-help]

💌 Send for a love letter from my muse

[honeyboychangbin]

Sentence Starters

“I’ve never seen one of these completely to my taste so i decided to make my own!

ANGST

“I can’t do anything right.”

“Please don’t cry.”

“Why are you awake right now?”

“Why are you lying to me?”

“Wake up! Please wake up.”

“Forget it, you’re a fucking asshole.”

“Don’t you ever do that again!”

“Is that blood?” “…..No?”

“Please don’t lie to me again, I can’t take it.”

“Do you even still love me?”

“Nobody’s seen you in days.”

“Why are you awake?”

“I’m worried about you.”

“Can you shut up for once in your life?”

“Holding everything in doesn’t help, you know.”

“Are you hurt?” “No.” “Then why are there bruises all over your face?”

“If you don’t hug me right now I think I might fall apart.”

“Leave! Me! Alone!”

FLUFF

“Go with me?” “As long as you hold my hand.”

“Is there a reason you’re blushing like that?” 

“Have you seen my hoodie?” “Nooo.” “You’re wearing it, aren’t you?”

“Have you always been this beautiful?”

“OH you’re jealous!”

“Can we stay like this forever?”

“Please just kiss me already.”

“I think you might be my soulmate.”

“Sleep over? Please?”

“Are we on a date right now?”

“I think I’m in love with you.”

“He’s so pretty I think I’m gonna faint.”

“Are you flirting with me?” “You finally noticed?”

“Am I your lockscreen?” “You weren’t supposed to see that.”

“I missed you so much.”

“Do you think the moon is jealous of how pretty you are?”

“I’m here for you.”

“I wish we could live together already.”

MISC

“All I do is drink coffee and say bad words.”

“Quit touching me, your feet are cold!”

“I think I just ripped my pants.”

“Sharing is caring, now give me the hoodie!”

“Can I pet your dog?” “Do I know you?”

“Did you seriously just get your foot stuck in a toilet?” “Maybe.”

“If I die, I’m haunting you first.”

“But I’ve never told you that before.” 

“Stop being grumpy, it’s lame.”

“So, uh, I locked the keys in the car.”

“Is the cat in a onesie?” “Uh, no?

“Can we please stop running? I think I’m dying.”

“You come here often?” “Well, I work here. So I think I’d have to say ‘yes’.”

“Aren’t we supposed to be working?”

“Give me attention.”

“YOU SAID TO BE HONEST STOP HITTING ME!”

“Okay, so maybe I didn’t see that coming.”

“I’m too sober for this.” “You don’t even drink.” “Maybe I should start.”

[promptfairy]

𝐇𝐔𝐑𝐓 / 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐓   ♡   𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒

    change any gendered language to your needs.  ♡

“   you  don’t  have  to  hide  your  tears  from  me .   ” “   you’re  doing  great ,   okay ??   i mean it .   ” “   you  are  so  strong .   ” “   please  don’t  ever  give  up .   ” “   i  will  always  believe  in  you .   ” “   why  do  you  always  think  you  have  to  do  everything  on  your  own ??   ” “   it’s  okay ,   i’m  here .   i’ll  always  be  here .   ” “   you’ve  always  been  strong  for  me .   let  me  return  the  favor .   ” “   just  listen  to  my  heartbeat ,   okay ??   ” “   come  on ,   take  a  deep  breath .   it’s  gonna  be  alright .   ” “   please ,   just  hold  me .   ” “   you  always  meant  the  world  to  me .   i’m  sorry  i  let  you  forget  that .   ” “   i  never  stopped  loving  you .   ” “   you’ll  feel  better  if  you  talk  about  it .   i’m  here  to  listen .   ” “   you’re  so  much  more  than  the  mistakes  you’ve  made .  ” “   i  forgive  you .   ” “   you  are  so  fucking  powerful .   ” “   i’m  not  leaving  you  here .   ” “   i  trust  you  more  than  anyone  else  in  this  universe .   ” “   it’s  okay  to  be  confused .   nobody  has  all  the  answers .   ” “   i’m  so ,   so  sorry .   you  didn’t  deserve  that .   ” “   healing  is  not  linear ,   but  it’s  always  moving  forward .   ” “   you  can  admit  that  you’re  hurting .   it’s  okay  to  not  be  okay .   ” “   hold  my  hand ??   ” “   you  are  my  home .   ” “   no  matter  what  anyone  else  says ,   you  are  so  important  to  me .   ” “   don’t  worry .   i’ll  protect  you .   ” “   shh ,   it  was  just  a  nightmare .   you’re  safe .   ” “   don’t  talk  about  yourself  like  that .   ” “   just  say  the  word .   you  know  i’d  do  anything  for  you .   ” “   you  are  loved .   ” “   i  just  need  a  hug .   ” “   i’ll  destroy  anything  that  so  much  as  thinks  of  harming  you .   ” “   don’t  ever  let  anyone  make  you  feel  ashamed  of  who  you  are .   ” “   you’re  not  alone .   you’re  stuck  with  me  forever .   sorry .   ” “   well ,   hello  sleeping  beauty .   you  fell  asleep  on  me .   ” “   if  you  don’t  take  your  butt  back  to  bed ,   i  will  carry  you  there  myself .   ” “   i’m  sorry  to  wake  you  up ,   but  i  really  need  someone  to  talk  to .   ” “   i  hate  seeing  you  like  this   …   please ,  let  me  help .   ” “   you  are   &   always  will  be  precious  to  me .   ” “   i  can’t  believe  that  asshole  said  that  to  you .   it’s  not  true ,   you  know .    ” “   you  want  me  to  punch  him  in  the  face  ??   ” “   you  deserve  every  good  thing  in  the  world .   ” “   you  know  i  always  have  your  back .   ” “   you  don’t  have  to  worry  about  anything ,   as  long  as  i’m  around .   ” “   stop  apologizing ,   okay ??   i’ve  already  told  you  i’ve  forgiven  you  a  hundred  times now .   ” “   don’t  beat  yourself  up  over  this .   be  kind  to  yourself ,   it’s  not  your  fault .   ”

[whatnotmemes]

——————–LOVE SENTENCE STARTERS change pronouns as needed.

“Do you love me?” “You don’t love me.” “Have you ever been in love?” “Do you still love him?” “I love this.” “I love you.” “I love her.” “I think I’m in love.” “I’ve never been in love.” “This isn’t about love.” “I’m not looking for love.” “I’m not in love.” “I don’t want to fall in love.” “Don’t fall in love with me.” “I have so much love to give.” “I look at you and all I see is love.” “Do you think you could love me?” “I never loved you.” “I never stopped loving you.” “I’m falling in love with you.” “I fall in love too easily.” “I’ve never been in love before.”

[double-sh0t]

Numair was more than happy to show him, and so he let his hands do just that, after pulling back just enough to tug the other’s shirt off for more access to his skin, he let them trail down along his sides, in a slow, and incredibly gentle touch. And then, he chose to do something he hadn’t done yet, because today, it seemed like Obi needed it. So he would deal with the emotions later.

He leaned down again, with Obi laying back on the bed, and his lips pressed to Obi’s skin, slowly trailing soft kisses all across his chest, taking his time, and leaving barely any inch of skin untouched by his lips. Obi didn’t share his feelings, but he was getting a very strong taste of how Numair felt about him. 

[double-sh0t]

shadowofaprince​:

Ah, he’d forgotten where they were for a moment. Good thing no one was there except the two of them…

The kiss made him smile a little, though it also made him want to cry. He was doing his best to return Numair’s feelings, but his heart was still longing for people he couldn’t have.

That wasn’t fair to Numair, but he just couldn’t seem to stop…

He tugged Numair into his room, closing and locking the door behind them before pulling him toward the bed and kissing him. There were no bandages anymore, so there was no reason to really refuse him.

No, he didn’t need to refuse now, so long as the other was taking better care of himself. That was something Numair cared quite a bit about. He let himself be dragged into the other man's room, somewhat excited about finally getting to spend time with him here.

As for being fair, well, Numair already knew about the other's feelings, and he was choosing to give in to him anyway, returning every kiss.

When they reached the bed, Numair gently pushed Obi down onto it, his own body moving to crawl over the top of him, as he reached up with one hand, to gently twirl a lock of the others dark hair between his fingers, and then traced his way down his cheek. "Shall I remind you what you mean to me..?"

[double-sh0t]

shadowofaprince​:

“I am neither of those things! I just…” He looked stunned, unsure how to handle this situation. On one hand, he didn’t want to tell Numair exactly what he was feeling right now, because it might hurt him, but he…

He was a selfish bastard.

“Make love to me…?” He asked quietly.

He smiled a little, reaching out for his lover, and pulling him in close. “I can do that.” There was a pause, as he leaned in to kiss him sweetly. “Though we should probably move out of the hallway.”

[double-sh0t]

shadowofaprince​:

“T-That’s not what I meant…I just…want to…feel…” He looked down a little, biting his lip as he tried to form words.

He chuckled a little, seeming a little amused at his lover’s floundering. “Just want what? I came all this way to see you. But if you’re busy or not up for seeing me..” He was definitely teasing.

[letters2society]

i’m not equipped for a mediocre love. for lukewarm, dispassionate, apathetic, selfish, unreciprocated love. my love can’t be measured with coffee spoons. it isn’t confining. it’s freeing and comfortable and honest and supportive. it’s not for the weak.