#@camille

[softfleshbiter]

It’s been a year since I’ve watched the first series of the Witcher so if anyone wants to send me a summary plot so I can watch series 2 I’d appreciate it.

[lightwood-carstairs]

"I could fix him" "I could make him worse" Bitch I love him so much I could and did change the world for him game over go home and play with other vampires your age leave my man alone

[trippypaper]

u ever see somebody when they're sleeping and wonder how they can be so cute without even trying

[lesdeambulationsdambre-blog]

Camille se dévoile

http://fit.sh/3yd

[stephenarch]

@camillelafaye‘s aesthetic??

[stephenarch]

Valentine’s Day Surprise

     Sushi Yasuda was packed, per usual; but this time, lovers filled the seats, some flirting casually across the table and others feeding each other new rolls they’d previously avoided. It was almost the perfect atmosphere for a special Valentine’s Day dinner.

     “Real romantic, Argy,” Portia said, arms folded as her eyes wandered the room. He foot tapped an anxious song as he picked up her tall soda and sipped. Argus, new to this whole serious dating scene, could only sigh, not knowing yesterday or last week or last month how much of a mistake he made making these reservations. Luckily, his apology was a positive one.

     “I know, Portia,” he said, “but think about it: you can’t avoid this place forever ‘cause you and your ex aren’t together anymore. I hear the sushi’s that good, am I right?” he said with a laugh attached. Portia’s eyes widened.

     “You’ve never been here before?” she asked.

     “I’m not really a fish person,” Argus said. “The texture kinna jus’ rubs my throat the wrong way, y’know?” Portia rolled her eyes.

     “So, you thought the best idea for Valentine’s Day was for me to watch you throw up in my past lover’s favorite restaurant?” she said. Argus laughed.

     “Well, when you put it that way...” he trailed off, scratched his beard and shrugged. “Like I said, new memories.”

     “You’re an idiot,” Portia said, shook her head and kept her eyes off of her handsome puppy of a boyfriend. On that note, he excused himself to go take a leak, and before leaving the table, he blew her a kiss. Reluctantly, she raised her hand and crushed it in her fist. He wiggled his fingers, toodle-loodling her as he turned towards the entrance of the restaurant, knowing he passed a bathroom on their way in.  

@camillelafaye

[stephenarch]

♔

Nonsexual acts of Intimacy - Select from the following for my muse to respond to…

♔ :Finding your muse wearing their clothes

He woke up to the sound of humming and decided, after wandering to the bathroom, to lean on the door frame and gaze at her, who brushed her teeth with her own toothbrush in one of his over-sized dress shirts. The shoulders were too big for hers, as were the arms, and the buttons were all done up. Perhaps she felt comfortable wearing it because the tails covered her butt. She was just so sexy without trying, Stephen was lost in her cute, morning-after look---so lost that he didn’t notice that she caught him staring until she laughed. 

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry! It’s jus’ so convenient that’cha brought y’toothbrush, b’nothin’ d’wear d’bed,” he said, smiling sweetly. “Y’look cute, though... I like it when y’wear my shirts.”

[stephenarch]

Excuses, Excuses @camille

     “I’d feel better if y’stayed over,” Stephen said, placing a mug of hot chocolate in front of her. With the boys elsewhere in the apartment, either playing video games, reading or finishing winter break assignments, they had the kitchen to themselves. Stephen sat across from her with his own mug of cocoa, a tired-from-the-long-day look on his face. “Th’ snow’s geddin’ worse, an’ th’ bus stop’s a couple’a blocks from ‘ere.”

@camillelafaye