#astormriderstuff

[ivakir]

astormriderstuff said: “C-all the am-m-bulance”

“Oh, and what should I tell them?! My friend tried to get rid of the voice in his head, so he decided to cut his neck? THEY WON’T BELIEVE ME AND I DON’T WANT TO GET INTO JAIL BECAUSE OF YOU!”

[ivakir]

(alcohol is good for dry hair or so i've heard ;d)

Now they can be not only drunk and sexy. 

Now they can be drunk and sexy with ✨  gorgeous hair  ✨

[ivakir]

astormriderstuff

His ghost is going to hunt their asses. "If you are going to hide me at the very least find a nice spot damn it?!"

“Hush! Or I will make of you a dummy and put you in the living room!”

[ivakir]

/)///v///(\

Send me “/)///v///(\” to see how my muse would talk about yours, to another person

“Dechis?” Came from the darkness, as if someone rustled through the pages of an old dusty book. A low, husky voice followed then with a sigh. There was a rustling, and then a melodious water sound - someone poured something into a glass.

“I haven’t heard that name for years,” the woman answered, taking a sip of wine, and then lifting the glass slightly and bringing it to the light, as if something could float there. It was a very tasty wine, so she took another sip. “Once he was a sugar of my heart, a light in my window, a moon for my sun, and then…” She sighed and brought the handkerchief to her cheek. “I would give him my favorite alcohol, but of course I will not do it, and he, I think, knows why.”

[wasteland-warchild]

"A beautiful constellation. Although perhaps a little bit clumsy. Not that I'm complaining..." *winky face*

Blair flushed. "Um...Th-thank you, Dech. You...You really think I'm beautiful?" Her voice cracked right at the end of that sentence.

[ivakir]

"...A drunk witch and a thief. You stole my heart but damn if I wouldn't give it to you time and time again"

Ivakir proudly turned away, hiding her tears. Dechis rarely told her something so pleasant and nice, but when he did, her heart stopped pounding. Oh, wait, she has no heart, because her dearest friend stole it too.

[desertfragments]

🎁!

🎁 Jay/Dechis

As long as Dechis supervises, then Jay can actually bake cookies that aren't badly burnt or cause an explosion in the kitchen.

Jay brings Dechis gifts sometimes. They're usually plant related things in glass, bought off Etsy or stuff she's made out of wire. She also does her best to make it plant related, even though, mmfr-wise, she's never seen a plant in her life.

Jay's dubbed him Smol Plant Man. She sometimes gets mixed up and called him Smol Purple Man (her nickname for Siris). Dechis tolerates it (and comes up with his own names to call her).

3/3 Kisses

Jay pounces on Dechis, a smirk tugging at her mouth. “I got a surpriiiiiiise for yooouuu~!” She plants a kiss on his cheek and then bites his ear. “Jerk.”

[ivakir]

*ghost!Dechis is staring* ¬¬

Slowly, very slowly, as if Ivakir was able to catch the time itself in her glass, she was drinking wine, keeping her eyes on Dechis. On the table - the noble mold cheeses and olives, and on the face - a mocking smile.

- Are you still mad, my dear?