#contracas

[optimistsclub]

‘ maybe if you were more attractive it’d be less disturbing. ’        w/ casper @tenacityreturns

‘ can i do what i have to do? ’   danny says, gawks at casper all are you actually serious, like.  it doesn’t matter if he’s serious (not that he is, ever would be), but danny’s done what he’s done and he’d do it again. the toying light in his eye that’s working so hard to fight away a full blown smile with it as opposed to the pipsqueak of one poking through with the quirk of his lip gives so much away.  brings the lightness to it.  danny blinks. once, twice. are you serious, like?  he swings the tea towel he was giving a performative dance with while cooking dinner, swings it round again and lands the other end in his free hand, positions the cloth in his grip to fire at casper. if he let go fast enough, aimed it right, he’d get him in the eye. danny shakes his head slow, gawks again, and says,   ‘ can i? ’   think wisely. 

[painfulhilariousa]

                ‘what the fuck are you looking at? no--no i’m serious.’ he presses his face right up against cas’. ‘dude, seriously,’ he mumbles into it, ‘step the FUCK UP. step. the. fuck. up. bro.’

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[toprovoke-blog]

power couple? @contracas

[toprovokemoved]

        “doooooo you wanna come to this open comedy night thing with me? like, if you wanted to.”

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[bxlora]

♢

♢ = reading them a story@contracas

   “Casper, I’m not feeling very well..” Her words were muffled by the fabric of his top but he could make out what it was suppose to mean, especially by the way she carried herself. She stayed pressed against his chest even as he read through one of his favorite book, the vibration of his voice soothing her in a strange way. 

   “Still awake?” Casper paused to look down at the mop of white hair, disheveled. 

   “Yeah, go on please.” Yuki now only pressed her cheek so her voice would be clear and her breathing would too. He continued and she felt her heart swell with appreciation and adoration for this man. Man? Yeah, Casper now deserves that title, no longer the ‘Muffin Boy’ or even silly ‘Hoodie Boy’ with manipulating fabric abilities. She giggles at the flash of memories before her eyelids and he stopped, explaining to her how serious this plot was and how this book was taken for granted. 

   “Sorry, sorry, I just remembered something. Keep going? It’s nice, it really is. You’re good at this.” Her nose wrinkles as she settles back into his warm lap, feeling safe with his arms caging her in and holding the book behind her ( resting its edges against her back but she’s not complaining about that now ). 

   Such a mundane setting for a witch. How could she thank him enough? 

[almostdisaster]

5 + dad

things you said | accepting

THINGS YOU DIDN’T SAY AT ALL.

i. you have my eyes. — which i apparently do, since her eyes are blue. i wouldn’t know, i’ve never seen a picture of you. maybe that’s why she never wants to look at me.

ii. how was school today? — the house is always empty when i get home from school. she’s at work, or on business trip, or something like that, but at least i know where she is. i can’t manage to convince myself that you would CARE even if you were here, though, and i don’t know why. it’s a nice thought to have, though. 

iii. be home by midnight, young lady. — dads are supposed to be protective, right? i never had a curfew, not really, but i bet i would have if you were here. can’t have your LITTLE GIRL all alone in the city at night, can you? i’d sneak out sometimes, anyway, to hang out with my friends, and you’d pretend you don’t notice because kids will be kids, but you’d make sure to be awake by the time i get home to make sure i’m safe. 

iv. i love you. — i don’t think you ever did. you must have not, because you were never THERE. you wouldn’t have left if you had loved me, right? you were there enough for teigan ( i apologize to her, sometimes. for driving her father away. she says it’s fine, that it wasn’t because of me and, besides, she loves me more than she ever could love you, but sometimes the words feel empty. or maybe it’s just me who’s the empty one. ) but i guess something about me just wasn’t for you, was it? people ALWAYS say that daughters always have their fathers wrapped around their little fingers, but i didn’t even get a chance to hold your hand.

[brumatifl]

Casper drops by to give Yuki a card that says "I promise i don't love you on only one day of the year I'm just shit at expressing my feelings on all the other days" in big bold print, but inside is a cute haiku about how much he loves her. And also chocolates. He kisses her forehead too. A good boyfriend.

@contracas  -  a valentine thing  ( accepting? )

   yuki holds back a giggle but she fails when it comes to the smile that streches across her red cheeks. how could she not when he just kissed her? and gave her chocolate. he’s a sappy romantic, no matter how ‘cool’ he claims to be. 

   “hold on, stay here, let me read it.” yuki holds his hand to keep him in place, and completely ignores whatever protest leaves his mouth. casper’s been such a wonderful boyfriend, keeping up with different occasions and holidays while she’s been slacking off. yuki needs to up her game again. especially when he started using his writing as a way to make her smitten and express his love to her. 

   “..casper,” she hasn’t stopped smiling, in fact it only grew and reached her eyes. okay now she giggles and pulls him closer for a kiss to the underside of his jaw. “thank you. i didn’t prepare anything but,” she waves her index finger back and forth, leans to the side to reach the coffee table and secures the card on its surface. “i can improvise.” 

   it’s silly, really really silly. so cliche too. she’s seen couples to it, and cringed at it. look at her now. yuki holds up a piece of chocolate, risk letting his hand go to unwrap it but she figures by now she has him intrigued, curious enough to wait for what she has planned. “i swear if you laugh– say ‘ah’ and close your eyes.” the look in his eyes and change of expression is almost enough for her to drop it, her smile erased and replaced by a scowl. she juts out her hip and places a hand on it and repeats, sternly this time. 

   he complies. 

   “it’s not like i’m going to bite you or anything.” she mumbles and he scoffs; great what did his mind come up with now? yuki brushes it off and gently places one end of the chocolate between her teeth, tugs him down by his neck– but pauses. this is really cliche. yet her heart’s beating like it’s the first time she’s seen him this close. the pause is longer than needed as she takes in the details of his face; the faint acne scars, his thick lashes, his jawline, his lips ( look close enough and you can still see the piercing’s scar )…then before he huffs in impatience she deliberately leans forward, locking their lips with the chocolate in between. 

[toprovokemoved]

        “you know how maeve was ill yesterday? or, like, okay she was fake ill and thought i was none the wiser but - you know how she was off school? i need to tell you a horrible secret.”        

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