Kelsey Robinson

24 - anyone need a super fucking specific history book? 

[kelseyrobinson]

Not everyone can say they’ve been to the Big Apple, but  [ KELSEY ROBINSON ], a [ 24 ] year-old [ TRANS FEMALE ] has lived in [ THE BRONX ] for [ 24 YEARS ]. This is the city of dreams and [ SHE ] knows it, because they came to NYC to be an [ HISTORY BOOKSHOP CLERK ].. Living in the city means they meet all kinds of people, but everyone always seems to think they look like [ HUNTER SCHAFER ]. They even got away with free cab fare once because of it! 

Born to Hunter and Payton Robinson, Kelsey had was most people would see as the all American upbringing. Coming from a family who were comfortable financially she went to a good kindergarten, grade school, and high school. Except internally Kelsey always felt that was something that set herself apart from the boys at her all boy school, and it was a conflict that she was conscious of rooted inside her from a young age. Kelsey’s grades at school were never amazing but she managed to get through without any major issues - happily coasting in the middle of her classes average. It was enough to keep teachers off her back but still have time to socialise with her friends. She wasn’t overly popular but again she had a good number of friends, basically Kelsey was distinctly average for most of her childhood. Getting along fairly well with her little brother Tanner it wasn’t until Kelsey was about eleven she did what her parents considered ‘rocking the boat’.

The uncomfortable way she felt about herself when she looked in the mirror, to put it nicely, that set her aside from the other people she hung around with was only growing stronger. Two years of intense therapy later she was placed on hormone blockers, starting the long road to becoming who she knew she really was. Thus Kelsey became more than just a phase her parents had crudely assumed their child would grow out of. The road wasn’t easy, fraught with some thoughtlessly horrible bullying from classmates the blonde decided that instead of resisting the label of ‘different’ she would embrace it. It became a defence to be the weird kid because beating others to the punch was a way to stem the insults thrown in her direction, it really took the wind out their sails when it rolled off her like water off a ducks back. At least outwardly.

When Kelsey was eighteen she finally managed to get to the stage where she was approved for top surgery, something she never thought she’d get to see become a reality. What she had hoped to be a euphoric time in her life was brutally hard, the recovery not straight forward in her particular case, and for about three months she battled a series of infections before being medically considered healed. Ask her today though and she’ll tell you it was worth every second. As was the recover when she completed her aesthetic transition with bottom surgery at the age of twenty. Thankfully something that came with less complications despite being a far more invasive procedure. From then on she started to morph into the girl she’d always wanted to be with even more confidence, doing what she called ‘letting her freak flag fly’. Her humour became more prominent, any filter she’d had left over what she said dissipating completely, the desire to have fun growing tenfold.

She now works in a very specific historical second hand book shop in Tribeca that is almost exclusively catering to the men of New York who are upwards of at least sixty at this point. Sure they get the odd student come in, or someone looking for something specialty that even amazon couldn’t help with, but that’s about it. Considering herself besties with the handful of ‘regulars’ that are in there a lot she couldn’t care less if they have a significant age difference, they have stories people her age could only dream of, and are some of the kindest people she’s ever come across. The only downside being that when one of them doesn’t come in for a while the blonde is forced to scour the obituary section of the paper to make sure she hasn’t got to pour one out for a friend she’ll never see again. It happens painfully often.

Bubbly, sweet, eccentric, a little bit of a mess and kind of scatty, Kelsey isn’t into material things but she does love fashion. Like thrifting and stuff. Not labels or what is coming down the runway in Paris, but the moth eaten coat that is in a dumpster on its way to the dump until she yanks it out to patch up in her free time. People find her a little weird sometimes, but she doesn’t care too much, always felt like the odd one out anyway so now it’s just part of her MO. Does she have a ring holding issue? Yes, a little bit. She especially loves to find really different ones from all kinds of countries and time periods. Another little oddity she is being the kind girl that makes the most random like diaries full of drawings, writing, ticket stubs, random addresses, photos she’s taken of weirds tuff, handwritten notes from friends - anything she gets her hand on. If Kelsey is walking behind you in the street and you drop your shopping list the chances are she scooped it up to stick into a diary, making up a story based on the items on there about who you are as a person.

As for her loyalty? Well  if you have her protection she’d willingly go into battle for you, but if you don’t? Well…you might want to work on your cardio because chances are you’ll need to run, and run fast. After all Kelsey Robinson enjoyed keeping fit herself so most mornings you could find her jogging to clear her head. She’s the life of the party when she wants to be, and a sloth the rest of the time, it’s truly a tale of two halves when it come to the confusing blonde. She sure knows how to have a good time though, so if you’re down to explore the unexpected with someone who considers boundaries a mere suggestion - you’ve come to the right place.

[kelseyrobinson]

ofmckeys​:

“You are the epitome of safe to me, I never feel safer than when I’m with you. Not just with my words but with everything - I think that’s why it’s so easy for my to entirely hand myself over to you. You’ve never made me feel less then, in any capacity.” Kelsey murmured as she kept her gaze locked with his wanting the boy to know just how profound she felt their connection was. Sure Kelsey on the whole was a pretty open person when it came to talking about feelings but he’d unlocked another level in her she hadn’t even known existed until he walked into her life. Well actually she’d jogged into his but the point still stands. Keys had provided a safety net for all the thoughts tied up in her head like balls of string that had been let loose all at the same time, squiggling across the expanse of her brain in all their bright confusion. He managed to not only listen to them but also make her feel heard, understood, even when she didn’t understand them fully herself. They had come from her own mouth, but he gave them clarity. “Pastel sort of glittery pink? I like that sound of that. The way you make my stomach fizz when you’re near me is what I always imagined as a kid that it would be like to swallow glitter. Coat myself in it until nothing could be seen or felt but sparkle. You are my sparkle.” Dropping her head enough to press a kiss to the top of his head as he carried on skilfully navigating her increasingly naked body, undoing buttons that held together the very thin shirt she’d been wearing in the first place. Each stroke felt like the pads of his fingers whispering against her skin naughtily. Telling stories of what delicious pleasure was to come.

Chicken skin. That was what her parents had called the way her pale skin would raise with goosebumps as a child but that seemed so vulgar for this moment because it was born of the person she loved touching her exactly how she needed to be. An unspoken knowledge of what she would like had come naturally to him since the moment their lips had touched for the first time which might be surprising to some as Keys wasn’t always the most confidant in his own abilities. Musically maybe, but in general life, she saw him as a shy soul that needed to be nurtured. In these moments though it was her that was being taken care of. The noises continued to tumble from where they started low in her throat until they came out of her lips, head tilting back until the sun fractured across her eyes and nose where it was sneaking in the glass in the low evening light. Once she stood she was walking backwards from him she breaks out into a delighted grin - his hands on her waist like they had been created just for him in the way they perfectly matched the little curve there. As her ass gently hits the rim of the windowsill she placed her hands on his shoulders feeling that familiar fizzing sensation in the pit of her stomach at the words future wife, the glitter feeling. Him being her glitter. Bottom lip was pulled between her white teeth in anticipation the heave of her chest the most obvious give-away of her arousal, well until he got to her underwear that is. “Right here? I guess you can have it right here.” Even the gentle friction of his knee between her legs made her gasp, barely audible, lips parting in a lopsided grin, nothing but love in her eyes as she gazed at the brunette in front of her, seeing in his face everything she’d spent her life searching for without even knowing it. The tinny sound of buttons hitting the floor before skittering off into corners fell on deaf ears because Kelsey’s full attention was locked on Keys, nothing around them existed for this moment. Dissolving as he bit her flesh tenderly her eyes rolling back with delight. “Oh fuck…” Kelsey wasn’t one to swear but that was just the effect her boyfriend had on her, making expletives escape of their own accord as her entire body shuddered. Hand moving down to where he was teasing her panties, laying over the top of it so she could help him push them down, shirt hanging off her back in danger of slipping entirely off and out the window but Kelsey didn’t care. No, not even that, she hadn’t noticed. Blue eyes watched him as he moved down her body, knees shaking as her breath hitched in her throat. “Are you sure you’re feeling well enough…” The blonde breathed, not wanting Keys to push himself too far in the pursuit of her pleasure as much as she was gasping for it. But then in the same train of thought she moaned. “God I need you.” Under her breath.

[kelseyrobinson]

cameronclarkson​:

Cameron’s response to that was a slight shrug of his shoulders —- he couldn’t possibly let it go without recognising what wonderful work she’d done. “Anytime,” he answered her, his smile bright. Then when her attention turned to Luke instead, he did the same, watching the interaction, although Luke’s reaction probably wasn’t what she’d have expected as he screwed his face up and laughed. Apparently it didn’t matter how many times people actually mentioned that to him, he couldn’t accept it, pretty much wouldn’t accept it. “No way,” was the eventual response and Cameron had to laugh. “Christmas pudding’s yucky.” Something both the boys had been introduced to by his mother and had hated it equally. “Yeah, I don’t think you’ll get him to come around to that one,” Cam offered.

Laughing as he denied her words with a screwed up face she saw her father in him, glancing up at the older man for a second before turning back to Luke. “Okay so I haven’t won you over with the Christmas pudding, I see how it is. What would you want to put on the end of a string then? I mean if you were being made to choose something?” Too be honest she probably wouldn’t pick the seasonal dessert either but…well it was topical plus what was on the front of the card, so she’d run with it. “And what about you, what would you put on the end of the string Mr Clarkson? And it has to be based in this world, not something you make up off the top of your head like a linguistic genius.” The blonde teased.

[kelseyrobinson]

cameronclarkson​:

Cameron had to frown at her words. How could anyone say it wasn’t a talent when they were standing there selling something that they’d made, that other people were enjoying? That would always class as talent to him. “These are great,” he assured her, taking a step closer and picking up one of the prints. “Don’t ever doubt yourself.” He’d seen a similar style in someone else’s book, he’d been a big fan, so straight away it made him think. His gaze moved to Luke for a moment. “One of them, yeah,” he said. “This is Luke.” The young boy immediately raised a hand and waved.

“Well…thanks. That means a lot.” Grinning bashfully as someone who’s art she had so openly respected for so long gave her a genuine compliment on her own. A warmth spread from the middle of her chest all the way to her toes and the tips of her fingers as she glanced down at the little boy that was introduced as Luke. “Hey Luke, you know you have like…the coolest dad ever right?” Kelsey told him without a hint of sarcasm or joking in her voice, knowing the kid probably wouldn’t agree because it was his dad, but needing to tell him regardless. “You like that one? It’s one of my favourites too - you know how at halloween you play a game where you put a doughnut on a string hanging from the ceiling and try to eat it off with no hands? I think we should do that at Christmas too - just with Christmas pudding.”

[kelseyrobinson]

Who do you wanna share a special kiss with under the mistletoe?

"Keys, no one else in the whole entire world. He is my everything! And he is such a good kisser."

( @ofmckeys )

[kelseyrobinson]

allegranardi​:

           Holding a cotton candy in her hand, Allegra was patiently waiting for Kelsey to finish with her customer while popping pieces of cotton candy in her mouth. Of course she couldn’t resist pink fluffy sugar on a stick.. it was better than getting high. Well, almost better. “Kelsey, hey,” she greeted as she offered cotton candy to her friend. “Want some? I swear I can feel my teeth melting, but I couldn’t resist. It’s so good I’m seriously contemplating of buying a second one.” It would probably be the worst decision ever, but cotton candy made Allegra happy. “How’s the sale going so far? By the way, these look amazing, Kels.” Going over the cards, she couldn’t decide which one she liked the best. “I’m doing a giveaway on my channel and I think I’ll have to take three cards for that, plus the one for my mom.. so four?”

Noticing the woman in front of her was Allegra just made Kelsey smile even larger, she was delighted by how many people she knew were coming to her stall, it was like a big friend reunion but with more Christmas magic. “Allegra, hey!” Reaching out to pinch a little of the fluffy sugary cotton joy from the other before popping it in her mouth so it melted on her tongue, god it was good. Whoever discovered you could make sugar into a literal cloud was one of her favourite people in the world. “So good, I know a lot of people think this time of year is all about hot cocoa and mulled wine but…cotton candy has it’s place too. At ever occasion.” Humming she nodded, casting her eye across the table of cards, shuffling a few with her hands. “Good! It’s going well - people seem to really like them which is just…well it’s wild but as long as I get to make them happy right?” Her blue eyes lit up at the mention of a giveaway - she watched Allegra’s channel religiously because as someone who loved books and to read there was no one better to tell her about new books than someone as charismatic as her friend. “Giveaway? Fun! Well pick whichever ones you like - as many as you need, you don’t need to pay for them or anything. OH! And if you need one for your mom…hold please…” Going into a box that held some she’d kept back because they were special, her favourites, not to be wasted on anyone but the most important people she knew. “I think she might like this one.” Pulling it out with a flourish.

[kelseyrobinson]

ofmckeys​:

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“Oh. Totally and completely, but it doesn’t make it any less true. That’s why you’re the good kind of weirdo. The best kind.” His smile grows wider as he watches her flourish her words, his eyes drifting from her to her eyes to her hands. He’s laughing softly to himself while he watches, wanting to bottle up and revisit the moment whenever he wanted for later. Chest fills with warmth that spreads to his fingertips. It’s one of the countless little things he loves about her, something they probably have more in common than he realizes. Animating her words in emphasis without really thinking about it. If his hands weren’t already preoccupied holding her, he’d reach up to meet her hands. Probably dance his own along with hers, instead he holds her a little closer, trying to remember the look on her face he knows he’ll sketch obsessively, trying to get her smile perfect over and over later. Breath catches a bit in his throat when she says she’d do anything for him too. He’s not sure there will ever come a point he feels he deserves it, but he knows better than to argue with her by now, that he would, even in protest of his own self in this moment. It was one he felt truly at home. A feeling he was still getting used to becoming overwhelming more often. Having her in his arms, warm and real and the manifestation of all the love he’s ever wanted to give. The faint smell of the city he’s come to love and hate in equal measure in different ways but still felt like where he belonged mingling with the prickling cold against the skin not shielded by the blanket wrapped around them. The feeling paired with the sensation of her shifting in his lap makes him mewl softly. 

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“The best kind? I think that’s the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me.” Kelsey grinned as she chatted away, moving her hands like she had spent too much time in Italy, talking more with her hands that her mouth effectively. “You make me talk all the time because there is nothing to stop me, you’re not going to judge me for whatever I say, so I can say it all. I love that about being with you. I love that when I’m with you I can be me.” Normally she’d follow that statement with ‘if that makes any sense’ but with Keys she knew he would understand her regardless of what came out of her mouth because they had an intrinsic connection that surpassed verbally. Sat here in front of the partly open window while the sounds of the city moved along several floors below them, her blue eyes gazing into his. Soon distracted as his lips started to move against her neck she lets out a string of tiny noises, his tongue darting across her skin making her shiver more than the cold ever could. Sucking in her breath sharply just before she dissolved against him under his touch his fingers dancing their path across her chest making her nipples harden in anticipation. Tuning out every other sound apart from the ones her boyfriend was making from the breath passing across his lips, the hum of silence in her ears as her blood pounded through her body. “I…” she got no further as his thumb brushed across her erect nipple making her moan instead, a string of them coming from her lips with the combination of his touch and kisses, growling.

Both hands splayed across his chest as she pushed him backwards as the button pops over so she could lock her eyes with his, raising an eyebrow. “You’ve got enough energy for that have you? It probably is best you have something to eat first to keep your strength up. I can go and make you something if you want.” Her lips curled into a teasing smirk because Kelsey was well aware that wasn’t what he’d meant but if Keys wanted to tease her then what was to stop the blonde from doing the same right back at him. Just a little. He would always be much better than her at it because her craving for him was already mounting in the pit of her stomach as she tore herself away from him to stand up from his lap. Swallowing Kelsey didn’t bother closing her shirt as she took a couple of steps away from him backwards, not for a second taking her eyes off him, the cold air hitting her chest as the fabric slid off one of her shoulders. “What do you fancy?” She murmured under her breath with the ghost of a smile flicking across her expression as her heated gaze silently dared him to follow her. “You know I just want to make my future husband happy…what would make you happy, my love?”

[kelseyrobinson]

ofadarkness​:

☆ﾟ*·ﾟTHE CHEERFUL CHRISTMAS traditions weren’t really Hana’s thing, but she knew that on occasion, she needed to be somewhat festive. Actually, the only reason she was here was that she wanted a card for her step-mother, who at this point, should really just be considered her mother. Until today, she hadn’t realized that getting one should happen, and she wasn’t feeling all that creative to make one her self. So when she saw the Christmas card stall, she couldn’t help but be curious. But would she find one that would fit the vibe that she wanted? Just from looking at the theme of half this market, Hana wasn’t too sure. As the girl’s blue eyes practically sparkled, Hana’s eyes widened. She chuckled awkwardly and pursed her lips. “I’m looking for a darker card, one without all of the sparkly Christmas snow. Do you have anything like that?”

Looking up to see the tiny brunette in front of her Kelsey gave her one of her signature lopsided grins, even as she gave an awkward chuckle. Something told her this wasn’t her vibe, the whole Christmas market of it all, but that didn’t stop Kelsey from being her sunshine self. Everyone had their thing, she wasn’t one to judge. “A darker card? Hmm…” Pressing her lips together she bounced on the balls of her feet as she had a think about what she had hiding behind the table without all the smattering of silver or gold that went across most the cards in order to make them look festive. “Let me….grab some….” Crouching down she went into a plastic box under her stall, rummaging around a little before popping back up again like a jack in the box. “So there is this one which is of a stocking, no sparkles. Then there is a couple of tree ones….this one, and this one, I didn’t put them on the table because I was worried people might think they killed the vibe a bit. Since they’re not as bright and whatnot. I personally think there is beauty in both…”

[kelseyrobinson]

niklavs​:

His fascination with art was what drew Klaus to the Christmas card stall, taking his time to cautiously observe the delicate paintings on the different themed cards. In his hand, he carried a long list with the names of the people who would be gifted with the souvenir, most of them employees of his establishments, with the exception of his children, his ex-wives and his cousin, who were the only relatives left of a family long gone. The man waited until the blonde had finished the transaction before looking at her “Hello again, I remember you” he said with a soft but polite smile, recalling the last time he had met her at the bookstore “The cards are beautiful. They are yours? You’re quite talented” he admitted, nodding “I have a long list that maybe you can help me with?”

This might not be Kelsey’s usual type of art because normally what she did in the police of her bedroom come art studio was scrawl with charcoal or splatter paint around, but these cards were a lot more delicate. She’d been using watercolours for years and they were the natural choice for Christmas illustrations thanks to being a little more delicate, whimsical, and Kelsey never had any kind of problem with whimsy that was for sure. Smile growing she grinned brightly as she realised that the man in front of her wasn’t a stranger but was actually a familiar face, he’d come into the bookshop not long ago with a rather…weird entrance and a lot of photographers. Back then it had been a very strange situation for Kelsey but now she was dating Keys she understood how photographers could just pop out of nowhere to plague you when you were least expecting it. “Hey! I remember you too - how have you been?” Looking down at the table she nodded. “Yup, these are all mine, but they’re just…doodles…they are really nothing special. Thank you though, that’s really sweet. Yeah I would be more than happy to help you, what list is it? As in like a list of cards you have to get for people or…?”

[kelseyrobinson]

cameronclarkson​:

“You did this?” The question came as soon as Kelsey’s attention turned to Cameron and he smiled. “You didn’t tell me you did stuff like this…” Beside him, Luke was looking over all the different cards on offer, curious about the pictures and taken in by the designs. “Been keeping your talent a secret, huh? You realise I think this is a complete crime.” He always loved to know when people were into the arts, no matter what kind it was —- as a creative person he was always drawn to people who shared similar passions.

“I…yep I did this.” Kelsey chuckled as she looked at Cameron, shrugging her shoulders because he was right she hadn’t mentioned that she did art but…well when he was such an amazing writer she was hardly going to admit her little hobby when it hardly measured up. “I wouldn’t call it a talent - it’s just something I like to do sometimes. Normally I use charcoal or acrylic but that’s a bit harsh for Christmas cards so I thought watercolour might be better to capture the whimsy.” Looking down at the little boy next to him curiously she waved when he glanced up at her. “Is this your son?”

[kelseyrobinson]

ofmckeys​:

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“That’s why they’re the bad kind. You’re my favorite kind of weirdo.” Tilting his head, he kisses the bridge of her nose a few times before pulling back just enough to meet her eyes as she speaks. The fluttering feeling of warmth he’s become addicted to in his chest every time he’s lucky enough to hear that she loves him definitely makes his grin look a little goofy. Like a puppy getting scratched between the ears. It’s still a wonder to him, just how far they’ve come from that day in the park. Although from that very moment, the connection felt between them was undeniable, it still makes him dizzy to think he’d now gone from almost losing her to them being married. As wild as keys could ever let his dreams run away with him, being her husband was one he never even imagined conjuring up until that night in the hospital. Even knowing he wanted to spend the rest of his life with her. It was still inconceivable to him she’d want that too, but he believed her every time she said it because that’s just who she was. He felt exactly the same as soon as they started speaking that day. Things pouring out of him almost immediately, never so easily shared with others, because he trusted her so much. From the moment they met, his heart knew, even before his head. “I still think you may be a bit bias, kelsey. I swear, getting you a ring doesn’t mean you have to butter me up….Unless you wanted too I guess. It’d be a little weird but, I meant it when I said anything for you.” Chuckling playfully, he kisses his way from her lips to her chin, tilting his head to continue trail them slowly along her jaw again. Instead of answering her, he hums, the sound vibrating just below her ear where he’s paused for a moment. One hand slides from her waist to one of the buttons at the stomach of the shirt she’s wearing. It’s one of his and of course she looks better in it than he ever will. In fact just sitting there in his lap, halo’d by the light reflecting from the window behind her, strands of messy hair looking like they’re glowing in the sunlight in his oversized shirt is probably one of the most beautiful things he thinks he’s ever seen. Fingers toy over buttons as he follows them further up, nuzzling against the spot just below her ear as he goes. When he finally stops at the button holding the top, already precariously closed, keys smiles and kisses her earlobe. “I can show you just how good I’m feeling.” His voice is low and barely above a whisper into her ear as fingers undo the button of the shirt with ease before slowly trailing on to the next. This time, his teeth graze the skin of her neck as he nips gently, working just as easily at the next button in the process. 

“Your favourite kind of weirdo? Well now I think you might be the one who’s a little bit biased.” Kelsey giggled as he kissed the top of her nose, eyes fluttering closed as soon as his lips made contact with her skin, a shiver fizzling up her spine all the way to the top of her head. Every time he touched her it felt like electricity bloomed out from that area like the roots of a tree, spiralling and winding their way across her entire body, Kelsey couldn’t get enough of it. Maybe that was why whenever they were int he same room or space she was always wanting to be as close to him as she could manage. “I know I don’t need to butter you up, but I’m just telling you the truth, you know what I’m like. I can’t not speak my mind when I’m around you because you just made the truth…bubble up inside me…” Moving her hands from his shoulders to mime the way it happened from her stomach all the way up through her chest, wriggling her fingers like spirit fingers, a cheeky smile on her pink lips. Slightly chapped because she’d been spending so much time making sure he was drinking enough so hadn’t really paid that attention to herself, but who cares. As long as Keys was feeling better then she was happy, he was the one that needed to recover here not her. “I meant it when I said anything for you too.” Surrendering to his touch as he kisses across her jawline, tilting her head back to drink it in properly. Rasping breath escaping her as she broke out into a smile, the vibrations from his humming making her wriggle a little on his lap. Lips parting in a soft gasp. The teasing of his fingers making her heart rate starting to speed up in her chest knowing it was only a matter of time before it was hammering like a runaway train, that his touches would be delicately curated to give her the most pleasure possible while teasing the hell out of her - as per usual. As her mind cast back to the first night they’d spent together in Norway under the glass ceiling of the aurora borealis she remembered how even back then he’d been meticulous with how he made sure her pleasure matched his, in fact in a lot of ways it had surpassed it, thanks to how attentive he was. “You can?” She managed to murmur back as her hand went to the back of his neck to hold on as his voice was a tickling whisper against her ear making her giggle quietly, humming as a response. Then his teeth were against her skin and she gasped softly, shifting once more in his lap, obvious the effect his moves were having on her as he snatched the breath from her throat with each graze of his teeth. “I don’t want you to get tired out…” She whispered although making no move to stop him.

[kelseyrobinson]

“Just one second.” Kelsey lifted a finger towards the person who’d just walked uptown her Christmas card stall, well it wasn’t Christmas cards so much as winter themed cards for all occasions. Plus some bigger prints she’d done - not much because after all she wasn’t an artist, but since she enjoyed painting sometimes it made sense to take a stall. Even if she was a little shy about it. Giving the newcomer a small smile before turning back to the one she was serving with a bright grin. “So that will be…um…eight dollars for the medium one and then ten dollars for the pack of cards, so….eighteen altogether.” Finishing up the transaction as she placed the items into a paper bag, passing them over with a twinkle in her eye. “Happy holidays!” It was wild, people actually paying for her work. It’s not like the stall had been busy but there was certainly a steady flow of people showing interest - it was surreal if nothing else. “Hey!” The blonde greeted brightly, blue eyes meeting the other’s.

[kelseyrobinson]

Some of the greetings cards Kelsey has painted/designed for her stall at the Christmas market.

[kelseyrobinson]

ofmckeys​:

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The man groans again, grinning against his fiance’s skin at the sound she makes as he kisses her. He exhales softly, still smiling and holding her close, even as she presses her forehead against his, a gesture he happily returns. “I just don’t want you to be hurt by anything people say or do because they’re giant weirdos but you know, the bad kind.” His brow furrows as he shakes his head, a physical expression of his disdain for it. “You’re perfect the way you are. I love you, the people who know you love you. I’ll remind you of that everyday. Just know that I will never ever fuck around when it comes to you, okay? If you’re ever uncomfortable with anything said or done, you let me know and I’ll take care of it. Promise you’ll let me know because I know you enough to know you’ll probably think you’re bothering me but the only thing that’ll bother me is anyone botherin’ you.” Keys blinks at her with slight frown before placing his pouting lips against hers for a moment. It changes though, his hand coming up on her back to rest his palm flat against it in attempt to hold her closer even though they’re as close as they could possibly be. “Considering I sound like a grade school children’s fairytale book sometimes and somehow you’re still here, it’s nice to know you feel the same. I’m never not gonna say how much I love you. We’ve come way too far for that. And plus, jewels need to be shined to catch the sunlight the best.” The musician shivers, breathing her in and giggling airily at how it makes him dizzy momentarily. His tongue darts out for only a second to lick at his own lips, but of course ends up grazing hers anway. This time he breaks out into a full smile before humming softly. “Hell yeah it does.” He chuckles, the excitement of getting to really go out for something enjoyable for the first time in so long lending itself to the uncontrollable buzz he was already feeling as he runs his fingertips down her spine underneath the blanket. 

The two of them would just feed off each other as they remained wrapped together in the blanket by the open window, the cold air from New York city in the middle of December hardly even making a dent in the warmth Kelsey was feeling course through her body. Just being near Keys was creating warmth in her, it was almost impossible except it was exactly what was happening. “I’m a giant weirdo too though, so they’ll have to try and out weird me.” She joked, although the way he looked genuinely concerned made her pull away so she could run her hand over his shoulder, down his collarbone, a soft smile on her lips. “I love you too baby, and I know you won’t. I know if I am I can tell you, because I feel like I can tell you anything. I have since we spoke that first morning in the park. Like I could tell you anything because you had a soul just like mine, I felt safe with you even before I knew your name.” Teeth sinking into her bottom lip as she moved away even more taking in his entire expression, bruised eye and cuts that were healing. Even with them he was still just the softest soul she could ever imagine, but the truth was they needed to  talk about the situation with Theo because it hadn’t been mentioned since the night of halloween, but that didn’t mean it had gone away. “I know you won’t think I’m bothering you but…you know I will think I’m bothering you, you know me too well.” The blonde couldn’t help but chuckle as she let her face move close enough to his to press a kiss to his cheek, softly. “No, you sound like a writer who is talking about his feelings, and I love every single word of it.” No word of a lie - Kelsey would happily lie next to Keys silently for the rest of time and listen to him talk because the man had a way with words and not just when they were in his songs which she also adored. Wrapping her arms around his waist she pressed a couple of kisses to his warm skin, smiling into it as she heard the laugh. He was so cute. “Now, first tell me truthfully how you’re feeling? Because if you’re not feeling up to going out then we won’t go. There is no rush, I know I’m your fiancee and that’s all that really matters to me.” As much as the idea of having the most important ring of her life on her hand filled the ring loving girl with a frisson of excitement all the way through her chest. “I’m not taking any risks when it comes to your health.”

[kelseyrobinson]

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Keys tosses his head back and practically cackles at her calling it terrible while she laughed. Mission accomplished in his book. It’s fuzzy and warm in his head when they kiss. A feeling that extends all the way to the tips of his fingers. Something he feels runs right through him and into her somehow. It was nice to not have to worry about wanting her so close when they were together. As cliche as it sounded in his head, the incessant need to feel close enough not to know where she began was something he didn’t really want to shake. At this point, they had truly dropped any barriers between them and he was still getting used too, and thoroughly enjoying getting to love someone outl oud for the first time. The fact that it was kelsey, a girl he couldn’t be convinced didn’t actually drop out of some star and just happened to find him of all people on this trash heap he’d sometimes call a planet, still made it feel like he might wake up at any moment. Now it’s his turn for cheeks to tinge a pale pink when she tells him he tastes good. It’s why he kisses her so quickly barely after she finishes her sentence, this time kissing her even more like something he’d spend lifetimes coveting. Enough so that he’s just as breathless when he pulls away, this time licking his lips slowly, grinning playfully as he blatantly mimics her savoring the taste of him, doing the same in return. His lips follow hers, settling somewhere along her chin as he began to sprinkle kisses along her jawling while she spoke. Keys only pulls back because of how sweet what she says is and his hands come up, tucking some of the hair that had come undone earlier behind her ear which was useless while the rest of it stuck up so cutely, which makes him giggle again. His expression grows a bit thoughtful though, when she starts talking about telling people. “Of course you can, starshine. I’m sorry I’m like…that privacy isn’t exactly always an option for me because that’s not fair to you at all. I never gave a shit what anyone ever said about me but you…” Pausing, he has to take a few seconds because every time the thought of kelsey being subjected to the darker side of ‘fame’ almost makes him seethe. “I just don’t want to put you in a position that makes you uncomfortable or feel like you can’t ever be yourself because yourself is what I love the most.” The mans eyes fall even though he kisses her ring finger again and then her lips before mumbling against them, still defiant enough in wanting them to be happy because she deserved it more than anything. He’d fumbled spectacularly and almost lost her and it’s not something he ever planned on doing again. “We’re gonna find you the perfect one. I promise. I don’t care how long it takes, whether we find it in an hour or a year. It’s going to be something that sings to you when you put it on. Maybe you can hear a little bit of what I do everytime you walk into the room.” He smiles against her lips. 

Kelsey watches Keys reaction with a sparkle in her eye as she beamed at the way he was behaving, feeling her whole body tingling with the warmth that comes from nothing but sheer joy. How could she ever have been mad at him for even a second? Yes he’d been with someone else which was still something that lingered in her mind but … well that didn’t diminish how much she loved him. It didn’t change the sensation she got in her heart when he smiled, or the way a shiver would roll down her spine when they’d catch each other’s eye out of nowhere. It was the kind of thing that got her through each day so she never wanted it to end. Her sentence swallowed by the kiss that followed she reciprocated without a second thought, back arching somewhat so she could press her chest against him, panting when they finally come up for air. It didn’t help when his lips peppered her jaw as she tipped her head back with a delighted breathy moan, eyes flickering closed. Their eyes meet as he tucks the hair behind her ear and a burst of colour erupts in her brain, making her lips curl into another smile, shaking her head. If it meant she could be with him she’d settle for not telling a soul they were engaged, it wasn’t something she held against him.No, Kelsey was proud of Keys for how amazing his music career had become - but if she could tell her siblings … well it was something she’d like to be able to do. “Hey, you don’t have to be sorry, it wasn’t your choice. Her hand moving from his lips so she could cup his cheek gently, leaning forward to rest her forehead against his, lips only a fraction of an inch away from each other so she could feel his breath tickle her lips deliciously. “I won’t…I mean I will…always be myself. I’ll try.” Looking up to see photographers snapping photos of the two fo them, or occasionally even just her, wasn’t something the blonde was used to yet. It was jarring to know that there were people who had any kind of interest in her personal life past those she was friends or family with. When she’d go out to buy art supplies without realising she’d smudged charcoal on her nose only to have it show up on her instagram feed a couple of hours later, Kelsey wasn’t sure if she’d ever get her head around the concept really. All she knew is that she was going to try and take a look in the mirror before leaving the house from now on just to be sure. “Well I mean….as long as it comes from you, it’s perfect. I know that’s cheesy but I really don’t care. I don’t care if everything thinks we’re the most gross cheesy people in the entire world when I’m around you I just want to say the most cliche things because for once they actually ring true. I don’t think I’ll ever hear what you hear when I walk into the room though.” Kelsey whispered against his lips as she chuckled. “It’ll be drowned out by what I hear when you’re around.” Hands sliding around his back so she could hug him close she just let their mouths rest on each others. “When do you want to go shopping?”

[kelseyrobinson]

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“I bet they love that, though. It’s so much easier to catch people that way. So I guess we better stay outta the swamp.” He puts on his best shrek at the last sentence, which is laughable at best. Keys doesn’t care at all though because he knows it’ll make kelsey laugh, even if it’s at how awful it is, and that’s all that matters to him. Besides, it’s not like he wasn’t weird enough to do it in public in full view of everyone anyway. It was nice knowing he had so many little tricks to get her to smile, at least. Very willingly, keys moves along with her hands, smiling himself when his lips meet hers. The man groans a bit when she pulls away, pouting for a second before she’s nipping at him and he laughs. The hand on her waist pulls her closer when when she kisses below his ear. A hum escapes him before he giggles at the sensation of kelsey breathing against his neck. He could always tell when she was doing that because it tickled everytime and he loved it. Shaking his head, keys rolls his eyes at himself when she compliments him. “That’s why I’m always wondering if it’s fair for me to keep you. If maybe someday you’ll go back to the stars.” Turning to face her more, he leans forward enough to wrap his arms around her waist. Kissing her, he begins to pull her into his lap, grinning into the kiss even as it deepens, but only for a few moments because he knows once he starts, he’s not going to want to stop, as usual. “But then I remember right here is where you belong.” Teeth sink just a bit into his lip as he slowly smiles bright and lovingly at kelsey. The smile doesn’t go anywhere, watching her face flush when he talks about getting her an actual ring. It’s what he’d been itching to due the most the moment he proposed. Because at least, if he couldn’t give her the proposal of her dreams, he could give her the ring of one. The one on his finger still felt like a safety net of sorts. Like whatever energy she’s made of had imprinted itself a little into the engagement ring she gave him. He nods pulling back just enough to speak in between softly pecking at her lips at every other word. “Yeah, and because you gave me one. I love that I always have a piece of you with me. I wanna give you a piece of me, too.” 

“That is a terrible impression, I love everything about it.” Kelsey giggled at his terrible impression of the…Scottish ogre? He was Scottish right, she was pretty sure that had been the accent she’d caught onto last time she watched it which admittedly was a while ago. Every time she got to see him laugh since coming out of hospital made her feel like there was a little candle being lit inside her chest, a flickering light of joy because it was such a world away from the man she’d found laying on this very apartment floor it felt like a jolt of electricity. This was the Keys she wanted to get to be with, not the broken man she’d seen on deaths door, so the blonde made a silent promise to both herself and him that she’d do everything in her power to help that become a reality. “You taste good.” She chuckled under her breath as he groaned, immediately attaching her lips to his neck otherwise she’d have no doubt gone straight back to his lips. She was addicted to them. The sensation of them against her own ran through her as thickly as her own blood in order to keep her alive. Her hand stroked the back of his neck, fingers fiddling with his long hair as she grinned in reaction to his giggles, beyond adorable. Beyond anything she had even managed to dream up in her twenty four years, he was entirely something all his own. “No, I’m never going anywhere unless you come with me. We can go to the stars together though, I know where to find them, the love of my life showed me not long ago.” Her sentence muffled as the last few words were spoken against his lips, happily shifting so she could settle in his lap, hands roaming under the blanket that was wrapped around his shoulders until it was his turn to pull away far too early and her turn to let out of soft groan. Why did he have to go and bite his lip straight after, it had her tongue darting across her bottom lip as she ate him up with her hungry eyes, breath a little ragged from the deep kiss. “Exactly. And I don’t want to be anywhere else.” Kelsey had no idea what kind of engagement ring she wanted, she’d never really thought about it because her love of rings was so extensive the notion of one from someone she loved was gift enough. Had it not been so risky to wear one made of literal paper 24/7the woman wouldn’t have taken the straw wrapper ring off for even a second since he’d given it to her. Or made it for her. Well, both really. “I already have a piece of your heart, that’s already spoiling me, but you know I love rings so…I’m never going to say no to adding one to the collection that outshines every single other one because it was chosen by you.” Swallowing she tried to stop herself from grinning but failed, the smile couldn’t be wiped off her face. “Then...I can tell people maybe....like my sister and stuff...only if you’re okay with it though. I won’t let them tell anyone else, like the press or anything obviously.” 

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☆ﾟ*·ﾟOVER THE LAST few weeks, Claire was trying her best to improve her relationship with her sister. She knew it wasn’t something that would be very easy or something that could happen over the course of a couple days. It was important that she actually made their relationship better. They’d gotten better at communication, but it was still strained. Claire practically paced back and forth in her apartment through her whole entire text exchange with her sister. She’d felt herself building up with stress the more and more they spoke. There was so much in their lives that were different, and so much that would never be fixed, but that didn’t mean she couldn’t try her best. Claire then even paced in the minutes before she left to meet Kelsey for dinner. She knew that it would be strange, but she needed to do it. Heading out to the restaurant, the designer couldn’t stop playing with her hair, almost using it as a comfort. When she opened the door, she spotted the familiar head of hair, Kelsey. Swallowing, Claire slowly walked towards her, knowing clacking sound of her boots would most likely startle her. As it didn’t she stood next to the table, biting the inside of her lip. “Sorry!” Claire awkwardly sat down across from her and pushed her hair behind her ears. “I’m glad we found a time to do this…”

“Um…yep…” Kelsey replied as she gathered up the dropped pencil, pulling the sketched on napkin towards her so she could stuff it into her jacket pocket before her sister saw it. It had been so long since they’d had any kind of real relationship that the younger sister didn’t really share any of her artwork with Claire anymore. In fact she felt weird doing it at all at this point, hence pulling the doodle away from prying eyes. “Sit down…do you want to get some food or something?” That would at least dilute their interaction if they had something to focus on. Ordering. Eating. Other side activities that meant they weren’t just staring at each other across the table like idiots. “I’m obviously going to get pineapple and sweetcorn on mine because I refuse to be changed by societies stupid opinion of both of them on pizza. Together or separately. Why wouldn’t you want the sunshine of the fruit and vegetable world together on a pizza? I can…here.” Reaching across the gap between them and the table across she swiped a menu for the other to look at, fully aware she might not be as well versed in the restaurants offerings as Kelsey was. It being that Kelsey went there at least once a week if not more. “Just pick whatever and then I’ll wave someone down. You know what you want to drink?” She would have Mountain Dew, some things were just a given when it came to the twenty four year old. Sure it was a childish drink but she didn’t care, who was she trying to impress? “So uh, what’s new? That’s for your help the other day. I should have said before. Keys is…doing better now. Out of hospital and all that.”