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@rojack-place
The grown adult is sat on the window ledge pulling funny faces at people who pass her. Dark eyes watch them working out what face would work best for them. With one finger she pulled up the tip of her nose before grumbling. "Piggy nose for you"
{Hello, I apologize for my absence. I was trying to get [this] up and running and now I think its doing well I’ll be juggling both of my blogs]
Usually Klaus absolutely adored people, considering they were all so different and infinitely intriguing, but he’d never imagined getting this close to them. The male was uncomfortably pressed between a few bodies, mostly getting bumped into by people’s backs or elbows. With a new stop came new people, all trying their hardest to squeeze on this narrow train, and Klaus found himself being unwillingly pushed to the side as people moved on or attempted to get off.
This time, the unfortunate soul he happened to be in contact with was a girl who was probably just as uncomfortable as him. A sympathetic, albeit nervous, smile took place on his lips as he looked down at her, understanding how she was feeling completely.
“My apologies… I hate to be this close, Miss, but… a-ah…” A glance was thrown over his shoulder at the stranger pressed against him from behind, consequently preventing him from moving.
Dark eyes looked up to him, taking in his frame or as much of him as she could see. The usual calmness only grew as he spoke to her and even though there was plenty of noise around her she could hear him perfectly. "Don't worry" She said her tone calm and collected. There was a slight jostle as the train pulled away from the station and her hand flew up infront of her face to ensure nothing hit her. It seemed like the gap around them got smaller and she could feel his legs pressed against hers. Tips of her ears where red and her cheeks where reaching the same rosey hue. "I'm sorry...I don't like this very much"
Harry sat down on her couch. It was about nine in the morning. He was reading a book he found about ghosts. All the while, wearing a robe that was way too small for him and most likely belonged to her. He was pretty well set when it came to this situation. His whole body still hurt from the ghost attack, but other than that, he was fine. He made breakfast. Eggs, sausage, toast, and orange juice was set on the table and he waited for her for to get up. All the food was still warm and ready and Harry hoped it would help to wake her up.
The ghost hunter on the other hand was still in bed. Her body was masked by blankets but every now and then pale skin would be revealed before cutting off again. Harry was in the lounge; she could hear him and the smell of warm food filled the air and despite all the temeptations she was reluctant to get up. Bruises and cuts had made themselves known over night and were throbbing this morning. It took a great deal of will power to push herself up so she was in a sitting position before using a great deal more to get out of the bed. Her whole body streched, reaching up fingers rolling and then clenching to a fist. -- Clothes, she needed something to wear as she was well...without them. It was a bit of a scrabble but she grabbed a pair of striped knickers and a t-shirt with some band scribbled on the front before emerging. "Good morning...is that food I can smell?" She mummbled through a half yawn before making her way to the spot next to his side where he was reading, sitting down delicatly. "You cooked all this for me? I think you should stay over more often" There was a purr to her tone as peered over the top of the book to see what he was reading.
disgustingly cute domestic scenes to imagine your otp in:
getting slightly too drunk in the middle of the afternoon and slow dancing to dumb cheesy old music and kissing in a way that’s more laughter than actual kissing, mouths clumsy and hands gripping tight and sunlight slanting over them as they move lazily together
curling up on the sofa together, feet tucked under thighs and arms around shoulders, watch the kind of crap tv that only airs at 3am because they don’t want to go to untangle themselves to go to bed
hectic mornings when they each need to be somewhere and they’re rushing around each other, ducking into bathrooms and bedrooms and kitchen cupboards, pausing to straighten tops and press kisses to cheeks
going through old photos together and collapsing into laughter every three pictures, and zooming in on ones where they’re pulling awful faces or ones that were taken at just the wrong moment
getting ready for nights out together, standing shoulder to shoulder as they brush their teeth or get their faces ready or style their hair, knocking elbows and hips as they try and hog more space
standing quietly together in the kitchen after long, exhausting days, leaning into each other for support, breathing in the smell of home, fingers carding through hair and stroking down spines, until they feel like they can relax and smile properly again
incididuntmorior:
rojack-place said: come to me, be my friend GRABBY HANDs
hELLO FRIEND *aggressively grabby hands back*
HELLO I NOW ADOPT YOU AS OFFICIAL FRIEND
I am herrreeeeeeeee plz come love me
WOULD YOU LIKE A STARTER?
THEN LIKE ME, DO IT I DARE YOU
sperora:
—rojack-place;;
“A-A-Are you s-sure this ‘Test of Courage’ thing i-is actually a… g-g-good idea? I m-mean, walking around a-a ‘haunted’ forest m-means you are just a-asking to be p-possessed.”
"I'm sure it'll be fine."
It was totally out of character for him to be this happy, but the astronomer loved things like this. The whole idea of ghosts and creepy crawlys was utterly ridiculous! There was no way anything bad could happen to the pair of them. His tone remained in it’s usual blunt form regardless of the smile on his face.
” You can hold on to me if you want.”
[ rojack-place ]
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“ That doesn’t sound very promising… “
"Well it's irrelevant about promise, it needs to be done."
The Police officer growls, his eyes focusing on his colleague who interviewing some bystander.
Hi, I’m auditioning for “my replies” and I’ll be singing “Unwritten” by Natasha Bedingfield
thegoldensprings || rojack-place
→ “Oh, sorry, I didn’t see you there.” Said Giratina as he purposely walked into the stranger, smirking. “I guess I was blinded by my own fabulousness.”
“Sorry was I meant to laugh?”
She tilted her head to one side as she stood rubbing her arm gently as if trying to wipe the slight pain away.
cherryblossomism:
‘ i am a fae, not a thing, ‘
she says with a low tone. this is a good reason why she doesn’t like talking with humans. all act so crude to here.
‘ there’s this annoying being in my living quarters, && i wish for it to be gone. ‘
A small hiss escaped her and her posture moved stiffer. She certainly didn’t like that tone, and she was still going through her lessons of how to deal with them. Standard procedure would need to be done just in case. Mental blocks to prevent anything slipping through, she didn’t know how much caution she would need to take.
“ One would hope you aren’t talking about me fae. “
Elanor’s voice grew colder arms folding across her body in a defensive stance.
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"Is that all that beautiful?"
Soft words came out as a mere breath, before her eyes fluttered closed once again as their lips met. Her own hands explored his skin, hands moving with excitement, caressing sensitive areas working out where was good for him. As he pulled away she was left with the dazed sultry smile.
“It wasn’t a big deal...if anything I should thank you for helping me with ghost things”
Having some one real being in her bed, touching her caused her skin to raise, little goose bumps appearing on her arms and her nipples to stiffen. Her forehead rested on his, before she put some pressure on him to lay back on the bed.
“Harry...”
I was sick for the last few days but i am here
cherryblossomism:
‘ my, my, what do we got here? shouldn’t you be somewhere else? this is no place for a human like you. ‘
"I was just thinking the same thing...”
Harsh blue eyes stared holes into the thing in front of her, Elanor was no expert when it came to Fae kind but she was not stupid. Guard up and not reason with them at all. Everything came at a price.
“What can I help you thing?”
