Are We The Waiting

feuilly|they/them| i haven't slept since 2009|(feuilly rp blog associated with les-amemes-delabc)

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I know pokemon go is pretty much never talked about (but I still play!!) so whats everyones teams? if they play at all that is :D

Bruh pokemon go is still my favorite thing I’m team instinct!! -Bahorel

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TEAM VALOR!!! 

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nyaaaaa :3 xD youve been tagged by the furry police!! x3 send this to 6 other furries u know to tag them by the furry police too! uwu :3 nyaaa xD! if u get this sent back 10 times you're a furry criminal xDD, if you get this sent back 5 times u are a furry thief owo who stole furry hearts, if u got this 3 times thn u are a furry PIRATE O_O ! once means u are jst a Furry ;3 . -sous

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les-amemes-bahorel:

lesamemesfeuilly:

Feuilly’s heart skipped a beat at Bahorel’s reply, their eyes gazing up at him as he moved to brush their stray hairs behind their ear. His thumb gently traced along their cheek, and they felt like they were going to melt on the spot.They leaned in towards him a little before catching themselves when he spoke up again.  

They opened their mouth to speak, stammering quietly. How on Earth were they supposed to respond to that? “W-we could, uh-”

Wait a second. This was a competition. At this rate, Bahorel would pull too far ahead for them to catch up. They grinned, their hand reaching up to gently grasp Bahorel’s shoulder, leaning in close to him.

“How about you fight me?”

Bahorel looked at Feuilly’s hand on his shoulder and smirked.

“Alright,” he grabbed their hand to spin them around and hold them in both of his arms, “I’ll fight you.”

He let them go and stepped back wondering what the switch was to get them from blushing and stammering to challenging him to a battle of fisticuffs but knowing Feuilly it could be a number of things, and why not spar with his best friend?

Bahorel brought up his hand in a ‘come here motion’ and said, “come at me bro, do your worst.”

Feuilly laughed as Bahorel spun them around and squeezed them, stumbling forward and turning themselves back around. Bahorel had the advantage of being, bigger, stronger, more experienced, and, well.... he had the advantage. But Feuilly was smaller and quicker, so at least they had that going for them. 

Feuilly smiled and leapt forward, ducking to avoid any blow that Bahorel might swing before jumping back up, throwing a bunch to his gut.

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les-amemes-bahorel:

lesamemesfeuilly:

Bahorel rolled his eyes and tried to act like he didn’t think that was a really cute thing to do. He got a bunch more dough, smeared it across Feuilly’s face, and giggled. “Here let me get that for ya,” he said before kissing all over their face trying so hard not to laugh the entire time, but failing and not getting much cookie dough off them either.

Feuilly froze, their eyes wide as Bahorel started to kiss along their face. They were gentle, sweet kisses, and as their best friend started to laugh, the corners of their own lips quirked upward, giggling wildly with each smooch. 

“Baz, that tickles!” They squeaked as his scruff brushed against their cheek. Now, not only were they a flustered mess, but they looked like one too.

“Gotta get all the cookie dough bro.” Bahorel replied still not getting the cookie dough. He pressed one last kiss to their nose before grinning and walking over to the sink to wet a rag and actual clean Feuilly’s face. He slowly and softly wiped the mess off, still grinning. “This will probably help cool you off too, you seem a bit warm for some reason, hope you’re not getting sick or anything,” he said with a wink.

Feuilly laughed, scrunching up their nose and giving Bahorel a light shove. “Shut up, dude, this is your fault.” they giggled. They wouldn’t admit it, but they were really enjoying the way Bahorel was doting on them, even if it did make them incredibly flustered. 

When he was done, they reached up to feel their face for any more cookie dough. They stuck out their tongue, giving him a punch in the arm. “You totally just wasted a ton of cookie dough.”

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“If you ask me it wasn’t a waste.” Bahorel looked at Feuilly all bright cheeks and soft smile and had to catch himself before doing something he’d probably regret.

He noticed he’d been staring at them too long and tucked a piece of hair behind their ear before rubbing his thumb along their cheek and saying, “so what what do we do now while we wait for the cookies to bake?”

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Feuilly’s heart skipped a beat at Bahorel’s reply, their eyes gazing up at him as he moved to brush their stray hairs behind their ear. His thumb gently traced along their cheek, and they felt like they were going to melt on the spot.They leaned in towards him a little before catching themselves when he spoke up again.  

They opened their mouth to speak, stammering quietly. How on Earth were they supposed to respond to that? “W-we could, uh-”

Wait a second. This was a competition. At this rate, Bahorel would pull too far ahead for them to catch up. They grinned, their hand reaching up to gently grasp Bahorel’s shoulder, leaning in close to him.

“How about you fight me?”

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send me some asks!

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sorry about my absence!

work has been.... well, work. i do have some asks i need to answer, so if you’ve sent me some and i haven’t gotten to it yet, i’m so sorry! those ones that are like “sort your friends into these things” take me a while ‘cause i like putting lots of thought into them. 

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What is your favourite kind of baked good?

oh, gosh, i love all kinds! i’m a big fan of pie, personally, but something i really enjoy is Macarons. it’s a shame that they’re expensive and hard to made :(

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send me some asks, guys

it’s been a while let’s do this 

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les-amemes-courf:

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les-amemes-courf:

Courfeyrac was determined. He and Bahorel had been talking about how hard Fee had been working recently. Courf knew that he was the only one that could fix that. With Bahorel’s help, Courf was able to get in without alerting Fee of his presence. He quietly crept into the room next to Fee’s before pulling out his phone. He called the other, waiting patiently for them to pick up.

Feuilly’s heart leapt out of their chest as their phone started to ring beside them, blasting Take On Me. Courf’s special ringtone. They raised an eyebrow, wondering why he would be calling instead of just shooting them a text. They put down their paintbrush and picked up the phone.

“Courf? What’s up?”

“Would you like to play a game?” Court murmured into the phone with the creepiest voice he could possibly do. “Go to the kitchen and follow the instructions.” After that, he hung up the phone and waited for them to follow his plans, trying to hold back a giddy, self-satisfied giggle.

Feuilly stared at their phone in annoyed disbelief. What the hell was he going on about? If this was another thing that would just distract them from their work, they weren’t going to humor them. Instead, they picked up their brush and hovered over the fan for a few seconds.

Curiosity was getting the better of them.

They groaned, dropping their brush and walking out into the kitchen. “Courf, I don’t have time for this, I need to finish these commissions!” They called out.

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Can you bench press Feuilly

I can 😎 and I do 😎😎

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don’t do this you’ll just encourage him he’s already bugging me to do it again

it’s only a matter of time before he just picks me up