The Perfect Space

If we kissed?

[] Quickie. [] Tongue. [] Softly bite your lip. [] We wouldn’t. [] Long and meaningful. [] Let’s hit up the bedroom. [] You remember last time? [] Awkward… [] Lol no. Would I go out with you? [] Yes, definitely. [] No. [] I want to, but it wouldn’t work. [] Maybe. [] Nope, you’re like family. [] You’re cute, but probably not. [] Just simply not my type. [] If I knew you better. [] Already did. [] I don’t know. If we took a picture together, we’d be… [] Hugging each other. [] Just chilling. [] Holding hands. [] Kissing. [] Acting dumb. [] Normal picture. [] You holding me from behind. You are… [] Cute/Pretty. [] Good looking. [] Sexy. [] All of the above You + me + room = … [] Movies. [] Cuddling. [] Hanging out. [] Kissing. [] Playing games. [] Everything. [] Wouldn’t let you in. You should… [] Hit me up. [] Be mine. [] Marry me. [] Reblog this so I can send you a heart. [] be studying If we got married, I’d… [] Divorce you. [] Make kids. [] Take your money and bounce. [] Smash every day. [] I would cheat on you. [] Be faithful. [] Kill you in your sleep [] We wouldn’t

Late nights

“Mm.” He rested his chin in his hand once more, watching the other. “What’s your name?”

He looked at him. “Eric. Yours?”

“Yamato. You can call me Shiro though, if you want.” He waved a hand slightly.

“Yamato. Hm.” The name was foreign on his tongue as he said it. His accent made the name sound even weirder.

“ That’s right.” He nodded and took a sip of his drink, glancing around. “ I like it in here. I’ll have to come more often.”

“I would like to see more of ya. You seem nicer than the majority of them” he gestured to the crowd.

He glanced at the crowd and shrugged a shoulder, smirking slightly. "I guess I can be kind of nice sometimes."

#vampyre-prince-eric

patch-me-up:

He blinked, eyes widening slightly. He sat up a bit, staring at him. “You…really?”

{❤️}; He nods.

“Well? What would you like to do?”

He blinked, rubbing the back of his neck and smiling a bit. "Id like it if you tutored me."

patch-me-up:

“I don’t have the money. Or a scholarship.” He smiled slightly. “Its okay though.”

{❤️}; “Hm…this is normally for special students but, they test a few people inside the school, and if that one person gets the required score or higher, they can get in for free…” he tells the male. “Better start studying…I can tutor you if you like.”

He blinked, eyes widening slightly. He sat up a bit, staring at him. "You...really?"

patch-me-up:

He shrugged slightly, watching him for a moment. “I want to go to Stanford. But..I’m not so sure I’ll be able to.”

{❤️}; He stares at him.

“Why?”

"I don't have the money. Or a scholarship." He smiled slightly. "Its okay though."

patch-me-up:

He stretched out, turning his head to look at the other and resting his cheek on his hand. “Did you go to college?”

{❤️}; “Yes. Why?”

He shrugged slightly, watching him for a moment. "I want to go to Stanford. But..I'm not so sure I'll be able to."

Bon Appétit || Patch-Me-Up

Lucian watched as Patch hopped up onto the counter and blinked slowly. Realizing his back was even closer to him, he turned around– hoping he wouldn’t even attempt to tickle him again. “Really?” he asked. “You are not ticklish? Or… ‘as no one ever tried to tickle you before?”

Kicking his legs lightly, he shrugged a shoulder and ran a hand through his hair. "No one's ever tried."

"Please don't be the first." He laughed softly, licking his lips as he watched him.

#consiglierre

Bon Appétit || Patch-Me-Up

“N-Nothing,” he stammered, clearly lying. “My back is just… I am, what do you say? Ticklish there… Very…”

At least he didn’t slap the other male for tickling him. Normally he would, but… he somehow managed to restrain himself this one time.

Patch laughed softly, tucking a strand of the others hair behind his ear. "I've never been tickled, believe it or not."

"Not on my back, at least." He hopped up, sitting on the edge of the counter and grinning down at the other male.

#consiglierre

He started laughing, squirming as the other tickled him. He swatted at his hands gently. “S-stop that!” Rolling over, he buried himself underneath the blankets. “No, I dont want you to go. Stay.”

{❤️}; He chuckled and kissed the back of his neck.

He stretched out, turning his head to look at the other and resting his cheek on his hand. "Did you go to college?"

He started laughing, squirming as the other tickled him. He swatted at his hands gently. "S-stop that!" Rolling over, he buried himself underneath the blankets. "No, I dont want you to go. Stay."

lunarchld

Send my muse one of the following texts to see how they react:

[text] I can’t take you seriously when you’re using that many emojis. [text] Im not drunk eveyone is just blurry [text] Could you be anymore dramatic? [text] You need more friends… or a therapist… [text] All you do all day is sit around and google pictures of baby animals! [text] I just miss you. That’s all. [text] New rule.. every time you say his name I get to punch you. [text] You’re going to hell for sure now. [text] Why is there a life size cardboard cut out of Harry Styles in my bedroom? [text] I really don’t care… [text] Oh no, I’m not doing that again. [text] I’ve seen every episode of Grey’s Anatomy like 3 times. I practically have a PhD. [text] Do whatever you want. I don’t even care anymore. [text] Can’t talk now.. too busy eating ice cream and watching House Hunters International. [text] We’re not watching Frozen again. [text] I have no idea what you’re talking about… [text] You’ve got waaaay too much time on your hands. [text] Are you trying to bribe me with sex? [text] I just don’t think moving in together is a very good idea… [text] Because you’re pissing me off! [text] You left your sweatshirt here. It’s mine now. [text] I need to tell you something but you have to promise not to get mad. [text] What did I say about sending me pictures like that while I’m at work? [text] Wait… are you serious? [text] I accidentally just called my mom a bitch to her face and now I have to run away. [text] I’m just saying that you look a lot better without clothes on! [text] I know that we don’t always get along but I really do miss you. [text] Pictures or it didn’t happen! [text] I’ll accept apologizes in the form of food or sex. [text] I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry please just pick up the phone. [text] That’s really inappropriate… [text] I don’t know if I should be embarrassed or proud… [text] You’ll never guess who just texted me. [text] I hate my life right now about as much as Robert Pattinson hates Twilight.

#rp meme

patch-me-up:

Jaylen nodded, slowly closing his eyes and curling against the other. He fell to sleep rather quickly, his hand resting against Himeros’ chest.

{❤️}; Waking up hours later, he smiles and gently stroked the male’s cheek.

“Mm..” He shifted slightly, pressing himself against the other. “..don’t leave…” He furrowed his brow slightly.

Eyes fluttering open, he stared up at the other in confusion, then a completely different look crossed his face, he looked kind of scared. “Why did they leave me?” He whispered.

{❤️}; He blinks, confused as well.

“What do you mean? Who?” He asked the male, concerned.

“My family..they left me..” Tears welled in his eyes and he sniffled. “They left me all alone..I dreamt it…I remember..” He sniffled again, then his eyes glazed over for a few moments.

He blinked and rubbed his eye, snapping out of it and yawning, stretching. “ Hey. You’re awake.”

{❤️}; Himeros wiped the tears away and held the male tightly in his arms.

“I will never leave you…” he whispered to him.

He blinked and furrowed his brow, wrapping his arms around him. "Where..did that come from?"

patch-me-up:

Jaylen nodded, slowly closing his eyes and curling against the other. He fell to sleep rather quickly, his hand resting against Himeros’ chest.

{❤️}; Waking up hours later, he smiles and gently stroked the male’s cheek.

“Mm..” He shifted slightly, pressing himself against the other. “..don’t leave…” He furrowed his brow slightly.

Eyes fluttering open, he stared up at the other in confusion, then a completely different look crossed his face, he looked kind of scared. “Why did they leave me?” He whispered.

{❤️}; He blinks, confused as well.

“What do you mean? Who?” He asked the male, concerned.

"My family..they left me.." Tears welled in his eyes and he sniffled. "They left me all alone..I dreamt it...I remember.." He sniffled again, then his eyes glazed over for a few moments.

He blinked and rubbed his eye, snapping out of it and yawning, stretching. " Hey. You're awake."

patch-me-up:

Jaylen nodded, slowly closing his eyes and curling against the other. He fell to sleep rather quickly, his hand resting against Himeros’ chest.

{❤️}; Waking up hours later, he smiles and gently stroked the male’s cheek.

"Mm.." He shifted slightly, pressing himself against the other. "..don't leave..." He furrowed his brow slightly.

Eyes fluttering open, he stared up at the other in confusion, then a completely different look crossed his face, he looked kind of scared. "Why did they leave me?" He whispered.

Late nights

“Mm.” He rested his chin in his hand once more, watching the other. “What’s your name?”

He looked at him. “Eric. Yours?”

“Yamato. You can call me Shiro though, if you want.” He waved a hand slightly.

“Yamato. Hm.” The name was foreign on his tongue as he said it. His accent made the name sound even weirder.

" That's right." He nodded and took a sip of his drink, glancing around. " I like it in here. I'll have to come more often."

#vampyre-prince-eric

patch-me-up:

His eyes widened slightly and he squeaked a bit, then covered his mouth and shifted closer to the other inch by inch, pressing his face into his chest. “Thank you..” He mumbled sleepily.

{❤️}; “Of course…now rest…” he said softly.

Jaylen nodded, slowly closing his eyes and curling against the other. He fell to sleep rather quickly, his hand resting against Himeros' chest.