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@possessivecruelty || Chase

          Jacques’s staring the other male down, eyes narrowed in dislike. It’s not just an emotion he’s feeling, but it’s physically showing. It shows in the way he’s trembling, or in the way his lip curls back in disgust. It’s not just disgust that Jacques is feeling, but a certain pull.

     He wants to break Chase. 

          He can contain himself though. Jacques has enough wits about him that he can dial it back, putting on a pleasant smile and acting like his momentary breakdown hadn’t been seen. After all, it had only been visible for less than a second. There’s not a chance that Chase would have noticed.

          Jacques approaches cautiously, wearing almost a timid smile as he tucks a paintbrush behind his ear. “Bonjour,” he greets warmly, “I am surprised to see you around, I’ve been wanting to meet you for a long time now.” There’s no lie to this. In fact, Jacques doesn’t wholly even blame Chase for his isolation. He knows who is really at fault, but Chase would make for a fun project anyway.

          “Are you well? Could we chat?”

[occultsilence]

@waxingseptic || Anti

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           Bim’s regarding this being with an expression of interest, pressing lips tightly together. His gaze moves up and down before Bim decides to push himself forward, figuring there’s no better way to get to know someone than by actually talking to them. He parts his lips as he grins wide, running his tongue across his teeth.

            “Hello, you seem rather familiar. Have we met previously? Or maybe I just recognize you as a character from youtube.”

[fengarii-blog]

Dad + What did you love most about your daughter?

Dad + Question -- Clare’s Father Answers!

“I have to say, one of my favourite things about little Clare is how low-maintenance she is. Of course, saying that makes me sound like a bad person, no?”

“If we’re going for sentimental here, the thing I love most about Clare may have been how creative she is. One time, she came up with a whole story on why she was late home from school, when in reality, she was just sidetracked at the park.”

“I still have visitation rights, you know–every other month.”

[contracas]

                                                                    aravensflower liked.

       “You’re fucking warm, ya know that?” 

   It wasn’t really a question, more of a mumble, words slurred as one might    expect when his cheek was resting against her chest. He could feel her body    heat through her clothes, hear her heartbeat if they lay quietly enough. Arms    wrapped around her waist, the thick sweater covering every inch of skin his    torso possessed, even flattened under with his hands as they were lodged    comfortably under or on his girlfriend. Or body pillow.

   His eyes were closed, the relaxing atmosphere of Sam and silence merging in    perfect unity. Casper hadn’t explicitly fallen asleep, but dozing off was on the    agenda. And who could blame him, things had been busy lately and they    hadn’t been able to see each other in a little while. So they met up to make    up for it, but it resulted in lying on the couch with him lying on-top of her, the    life-size hot water bottle.