#daddyandbears

[bloody-spots-blog]

daddy-and-bears

                 It surely was late but the feline could careless. He couldn't sleep and his legs were restless. He really needed to go swimming but the gym he usually went to was closed. He stepped into the sliding doors of a convenience store and glanced around. He supposed cheap food was going to have to settle for now unless he could sneak into the high-school's pool though that was a lot of trouble. Luca bent down to grab a bag of potato chips and turned to grab a redbull from behind the glass. The feline sighed and went to move toward the cashier, but his shoulder made contact with another.. "Oh, I apologize.. I didn't even see you."

[french-romantic]

daddy-and-bears started following you!

Running slender fingers through messy blond hair, he sits by the lake vista, wondering on matters pertaining to the economy. It was a rather nice day, with families and children running about. A small quirks up to his lips as he sits there, observing. Spotting a curious figure up ahead, he walks up to the fellow and taps his shoulder. "Bonjour~ I am Francis. You are?"

[l-o-n-e-l-y--kitten-blog]

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⊱☹⊰    It was almost time for English class; his favorite class out of all of them. Takahiro was his favorite,l, and the only one who ever helped him when he really needed it. Not to mention he's his brother's old friend, and so the teen knew him his whole life. The boy was silent as he sat near the staff room, on the floor with his knees brought to his chest and his head hidden in his knees. He was here early, for he's always scared of hurting someone thanks to the voices he hears and the things he sees. Because of this reason, he always leaves the house very early, and gets home very late. That didn't mean he'd stray away from Takahiro at school though. It was up to Takahiro to raise him now, really, and to take care of the grieving and mental boy.

[cuteteacakes]

daddy-and-bears started following you

{❣} - Saturday, and the day off. As much as he liked baking, Caleb was glad to be outside and away from the ovens and flour. Plus he got to flaunt a new scarf he bought. "Hm hm hm~! What a great day~!" he sang to himself as he strolled along the sidewalk. People avoided him because he was swinging his scarf around; it could be a dangerous weapon when aimed correctly and with the right amount of "oomf". He suddenly spotted a very very attractive man with a stroller. 

...Oh. He must have a wife. 

But! That never stops a little flirting! Caleb practically waltzed right up to the guy and leaned over, pretending to study the baby when he was actually checking out the man with it. 

"Hm~ He has your eyes~" Caleb sighed, not bothering to hide the fact that he was staring now.

[pastelvanity-blog]

                    It was only three pounds. She'd have to gain three pounds without putting on any secret weight-gaining things hidden underneath her clothes or she'd have to be hospitalized for it. But why does it feel so hard to eat. Layla was on her second tamagoyaki and she felt like bingeing out the food she had ate. And the people around the restaurant made it hard for her to eat since she felt insecure when it comes to sitting down at a restaurant and eat -- it's been a long while since the anorexic had actually done that.