#bubbagoesindie

[floralspark]

"I don’t really think you want me to," the fey replied, cocking his head sideways as he stepped just a little closer. He allowed his aura to expand, his lusty fae ways to seek her out. You don’t really want me to leave, trust me…

"y-yes i do. that would be why i said 'stay away from me.' unless the meaning suddenly changed, that's exactly what i want."

        feeling inclined to take a step back, she took two.         something wasn't right with her emotions, suddenly         feeling the need to keep him around her despite         how uncomfortable she felt less than a minute         ago. it was like she was fighting an invisible pull,         and it jump started her heartbeat.

[floralspark]

▸ Send “Can I kiss you?” to see how my muse responds.

"I… I had rather you do not," Ruth replied, a bit taken aback by the question. She really wasn’t the type of girl to expect a kiss from anyone - nor was she interested in it, really.

"fine, then i won't. but you should really take the free kisses sign off your back then. i'm assuming that wasn't your doing?"

          how was he supposed to know it wasn't           a thing? 'free hugs' was a thing.

[adultwararchive-blog]

☁ LOVE ME (I wanted to send this on my other blog but I'm a lazy little bubble)

send me a ☁ for a voice recording and tell what you want me to say;

i really don’t even know what i’m doing. GIVE ME SOMETHING TO TALK ABOUT YA’LL OR THIS WILL HAPPEN AHAHAH i should’ve started singing or something. SAY SOMETHING I’M GIVING UP ON YOUUU yep should’ve done it

[fire-in-my-hands]

•3•

Send me a •3• and I will put my playlist on shuffle, write down the first line of five songs and give it to your muse as a poem from mine

Far away, this ship taking me far a way 

And you say Chi city, Chi city, Chi city

It was so easy that night

I see you hidden in the night I found you

Ocean blue, what have I done to you

I’m in the poem-writing mood, I could see if I can throw something togethere for these two bc god knows this is weird af 

[fire-in-my-hands]

Three Years (AU) || Closed RP @bubba-goes-indie

Cole had been away from home, well, his friends for years. Travelling all over the world; Africa, India, Australia, France, Germany, China. Roadtrips and flights, many long nights.

It was always worse at night, when he would feel so alone and think about Amy. All he could do was arrange Skype calls and send home odd boxes. She seemed perfectly happy regardless of the 3am video calls and all the times they'd fallen asleep because of timezones and different bodyclocks. 

God, he missed her.

Those late night talks when no sleep could be caught, the mornings with fresh coffee, smiles and a good song or two... He was coming home, as a surprise. 

After tapping on the door, Cole stood back and took a deep breath. "Please, do not punch me." He breathed to himself

[fire-in-my-hands]

bubba-goes-indie - I just wanted to inform you, that even since that sexual Sunday meme, Cole hasn’t stopped thinking about all the stuff he wants to do with her. Making my life more difficult

[peccxtores-blog]

.♆

♆ for a kiss where there is a pulse

    Jace always ended up near her somehow    or the other- not that he minded in the slightest    of course- but it was nice in a way. This    time, though, they were alone and, sitting     beside one another in the silence was… strange    to say the least. Other times there was always    someone around but, right then, they were    alone. As alone as two people could possibly    be beside each other and the silence was    almost a plausible feeling in the air that threatened    them somehow, daunting and mocking- daring    either one to make a move.

 He could have told himself no at that moment but there was the awkward silence and, honestly, she’d always caught his eye and, despite the many times they’d kissed one another during their little party games, it was never because the other had made a willing move and Jace wanted to make a willing move. So he did.

    Gently taking her hand before she could say    anything, he turned it over to where her pulse    was and gently kissed the skin there.

"I’ve always wanted to do that so… there”

[fire-in-my-hands]

&

Send me “&” for my muse’s reaction to yours tracing one of their scars.

It’d been a nice day, so Cole dragged Amy out for a walk only to crash out and have a picnic in a nearby park. Everything seemed fairly ordinary until Cole felt the slight sensation that comes with a touch, somewhere along his upper arm.

The scars showed themselves under the sun and all the male could do was blush and stutter at Amy’s actions. “It-It’s nothing, honestly.”