#continuing here

[diivinespxrks-blog]

@carnal-snake continued . x .

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rambling was something Kai tried to keep to a minimum , especially if it was about herself . she didn’t want to talk about it -her past- but burdensome as it was , it had a way of flirting out after a drink , blessing of being such a lightweight . 

❛ shit !  didn’t mean ta jus’ blurt that out . . . ❜ the blonde slurred over her words and nipped at her bottom lip anxiously .  ❛ knew it wazza bad idea ta have a drink . i’m such an idiot ! ❜

[nightguard-frightguard-and-phone]

@lavenderkiller “I didn’t. What time is it?” He sat at the end of the bed with his own mug of coffee, sipping it.

[happykeanu]

Scream is so fuckin subversive I love it

[magebehindtheblade]

@kaaras-adaar

When the taller qunari came into his office, Kaaras looked up from his work, putting the quill down. Cake? Birthday? Not anymore it wasn’t, it hadn’t been for a solid month or two. Perhaps he misheard or someone else had a birthday? He wasn’t entirely sure.

“Uh… my birthday was in Haring,” he chuckled, looking at the other. “But if there’s cake… then I can pretend it’s still my birthday.” There was a smile on his face as he offered the man to put the cake down onto his desk.

“After all, how could I possibly say no to random cake?” he laughed. “What was your name again?” 

“Oh… It must have been something else then,” Zarek muttered to himself. He moved over to set the cake down for the inquisitor. It was a delightful little cake, with bright colors and little decorations. Only large enough for a few slices to be cut from.

“I guess you couldn’t,” he replied with a shy smile. He wasn’t entirely certain how he was expected to act around the inquisitor, but Kaaras seemed kind enough. “Oh, I’m Zarek. I… I just joined the inquisition recently.”

[shytaila-blog]

{ @revenantdreemurr }

Her eyes softened as she looked into his eyes. He always knew what to say to her, she let out a soft sigh now. She was being silly, they were on a date, and ahouldnt be worrying about stuff like this for now.

“I…love everything about you too…your smile, your voice, your reassuring words…the way you hold me close.” Taila sighed softly as she laid her head against his shoulders. "You aren't just Asriel though...you are so much more. Sweet, tender, smart, thoughtful and handsome. The list goes on really...." the girl hummed as she looked up at the ceiling of the cave. Then laced their hands together. "I don't care if we ever go to the surface....as long as I am with you...i am happy where I am."

[crimsonblxnde-archive]

theblinddefender

Damn he was good with his hands. She would have figured as much. The way he touched her, Wanda could have melted on the spot. The hand on his shoulder pressed to give her a moment to keep her legs from giving way under her. A hand moved to his cheek. She knew with his skills he could hear her heart pounding. “Just focus on me.” 

Her hand took hold of his leading him more over towards his bed. She’d take her time. There was really no need to rush. At least  when things aren’t to crazy out in the world.

[wxllaby-blog]

koenigvonpreussen:

The Australian had him cornered against the wall. The taller male had been attacking the nape of his neck, Gilbert wasn’t aware their little joke would go so far. But the albino wasn’t complaining. His scarlet eyes fluttered shut and his head leaned back. After a bit of silence, a laugh escaped the Prussian and he finally managed to speak. ❝ And you said you didn’t have a thing for me.. ❞

At this point the brunet had to pause the small bites at the other male’s neck just so he could respond, a partial grin promptly lifting on his lips. He doesn’t entirely move away, instead only tilting his head back enough, allowing him to speak without mumbling. This, of course, doesn’t prevent his hot breath from hitting Gilbert’s exposed skin.

“This is my way of shuttin’ you up. I think I did a pretty good job; if I didn’t know any better, I’d say that you actually liked it.”

[blindeyefiddleford]

Fids sighed heavily and pulled away carefully, standing up with his arms now crossed, he needed to pace. Pacing helped him relax and boy did he need to do so. “But will I always just be adorable? I’m in my 20s and you and Stanley are tall and attractive and cool....” 

He looked down slowly shaking his head. “Sorry...I just....I don’t have the best....or highest amount of confidence....” Fiddleford brought himself to sit down in front of Stan, legs crossed as he rested his hands on his lap. “I’m done talking about this....lets just....do something....”

He had tears in his eyes, biting down on his cheek to distract himself for the anxious feeling in the pit of his stomach. “We can play cards or something....or I can go get the projector and we can watchin movies....i dunno....”

gargoyleofgravityfalls