#danceapocalyyptic

[whitesuited]

kingo woke up and he wants a kith...

it's rare for her to be the first one awake -------------- it's unknown territory that comes with a silence unique to those first few hours of sunlight; and while it's relatively foreign to her, it's somehow just as comforting as the quiet she often finds at two or three in the morning when she's on her own. she only gets as far as sitting up in bed ------- she's not entirely ready to leave just yet, even if she's the only one who will even know she's doing it.

but soon enough, she's got some company on this side of sleep; @danceapocalyyptic no - so - subtly letting her know he's awake by curling an arm around her waist and pulling her closer as if he'd somehow read her mind about debating truly getting up only moments before.

        "nice of you to join us," she says with a laugh, leaning over to brush back some pillow - matted hair so she can press what she's sure will be only the first of many kisses to his temple.

[whitesuited]

downtime is difficult to come by in madripoor ---------- it’s one of those places that only seem to get busier as the day ( and night ) go on. neon picks right up where sunlight left off, a seamless transition from one glow to another and back again without any hint of an interruption. as far as cities that never sleep go, hightown makes new york city look like a sleepy, midwestern suburb.

it could be the reason why time feels as if it’s been going at double speed the last few days having @danceapocalyyptic​​ here; his schedule is just as frantic ( even more so, if that was humanly possible ) than hers, after all. the mere fact the two of them were able to find coinciding blocks of hours that added up to more than just a phone call was far too rare for her taste; and now that those last few hours were upon them, she’s already putting together her little plan of attack to convince him to stay just a little bit longer. ( that should be one of the perks of being both the star and the director, right? naming your own hours? she certainly plans on using that rationale if it comes down to it. )

however, karun sitting there in the front seat talking ( to the driver, to them, to himself, she’s not entirely sure ) for what has to have been the last twenty- odd minutes throws a bit of a wrench into things -------- she can’t exactly attempt to argue her case for kingo to stay a few more days with their chaperone’s mile - a - minute verbal competition. so she does what she can; nudging the leg of his that’s closest to her with the toe of her boot and wait for him to notice. she watches silently with a slight lean, positioning her head against the glass of the window just so for when he ultimately looks her way ----------------- and gives him her best pout the moment his gaze pivots up from her foot.

he says nothing, she says nothing ------- though it does become increasingly difficult to keep up her appearance and not trade out her first class sulk for a smile. so she doubles down, puffing out her lip as far as she thinks she can get away with without breaking character. luckily, he beats her to it. “oh my god, stop looking at me like that! i’m gonna end up kissing you.”

she tries her best to feign confusion as to whatever it is he could be talking about, but leave it to the spy to think she can pull one over on the actor. ( or maybe she just likes to let him win. ) “what? this? me? no idea at all what you’re talking about,” she might not be able to go back to that pout now; the corners of her mouth are tugging a little too insistently for her to manage turning them back down. “ ............. do i still get that kiss?”

[boundedbygrief]

     “i used to like smoking to stop all the thinking, but i found a different buzz.”  /  @danceapocalyyptic.

[willowbent]

@danceapocalyyptic asked: " you can stay... i'd like you to stay. " ( chryo aGAIN )

𝐅𝐎𝐑  𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐒,  𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘'𝐃  𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐃  𝐓𝐎  𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐈𝐃  𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒.    it  feels    wasted    now,    all  the  times  gazes  would  fall  upon  each  other  only  to  turn  away  at  the  last  second,    every  lingering  touch  dropped  for  fear  of  losing  focus...    this  is  one  of  those  moments.    heart  flutters  as  chrysafenios  leans  in  close,    brushes  a  lock  of  curls  behind  her  ear,    and  there's  nothing  more  that  aurea  wants  in  this  moment  than  to  be  his...    ❝  chrys,  ❞    she  breathes  softly,    eyes  pouring  into  his  own  as  if  searching  for  her  latest  excuse  to  leave  him  here.    their  focus  is  their  mission.

no  excuse  comes.    the  words  that  come  from  his  lips  fill  her  heart  so  full  she  worries  it  might    explode.    without  question,    palms  come  up  to  caress  his  face,    and  the  kiss  that  follows  is  beyond  longing.    it's    PASSION    &    LOVE    &    JOY    &    every  single  emotion  she's  felt  in  his  presence  from  the  beginning  of  their  eternity  to  every  emotion  she  will  feel  until  the  end.    for  once,    there  is  no  worry  about  their  mission,    or  what  the  others  might  think,    or  what  will  happen  to  them  if  arishem  finds  out.    the  only  thought  that  fills  her  mind  is  of  how  her  soul  belongs  to    chrys,    and  will  for  all  eternity.

[statesangria]

@danceapocalyyptic asked: [ CLOSE ]  our muses have sex in lotus position,  clinging to each other desperately.  ( kingo ... ) some more smutty memes || accepting

𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑  𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐌  𝐌𝐀𝐘  𝐁𝐄  𝐁𝐈𝐆,  𝐁𝐔𝐓  𝐈𝐓'𝐒  𝐍𝐎𝐓  𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃  𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐅.    it's  been  a  hell  of  a  long  time  since  they've  had  to  be  mindful  of    roommates,    too,    but  alas;    sprite's  got  an  exam  in  the  morning,    and  they're  doing  their  best  to  keep  the  noise  down---    but    god,    if  it  isn't  a    challenge.    while  kingo's  moans  are  muffled  against  the  skin  of  her  breast,    penny  struggles  to  keep  dulcet  whines  from  escaping  her  as  she  moves  into  his  lap,    his  cock  buried  so  deep  within  her.

head  tilts  back  as  steady  thrusts  rock  her  gently,    knuckles  curled  tightly  into  dark  locks.    she  even  thinks  she's  got  the  volume  under  control,    teeth  sinking  into  her  lower  lip,    but  then  a  tiny  shift  angles  him  upwards  slightly,    prying  a  sudden  gasp  from  the  blonde.    ❝  oh,    fuck---    right  there,    king,  ❞    she  whispers  breathlessly.    a  strong  arm  curls  'round  her  waist,    holding  her  body  close,    and  her  hips  match  his  now  desperate  pace.    it's  where  his  free  hand  falls  that  pulls  her  so  readily  over  the  edge.

slipping  between  them,    she  feels  kingo's  thumb  nudge  between  slick  folds,    circling  firmly  around  an  overly-sensitive  bud.    brows  knit,    eyes  squeezed  tightly  shut  as  pleasure  becomes  her---    and    shit,    they're  gonna  get  yelled  at  from  down  the  hall  any  second  now,    but  she  can't  help  the  cry  of  satisfaction  that  leaves  her  throat  as  his  lips  find  her  neck.    ❝  kingo---    kingo,    oh  god---!  ❞    she  moans  desperately,    nails  digging  into  the  skin  of  his  shoulder  blade  as  she  rides  out  wave  after  wave  of  ecstacy.    not  even  the  furious  banging  on  the  wall  can  wipe  the  blissed-out  grin  off  penny's  face  as  they  come  back  down  to  a  slow,    pulsing  roll  of  hips.    hands  come  to  caress  the  sides  of  kingo's  face,    her  fit  of  giggles  mulled  into  a  passionate  kiss.

[willowbent]

@danceapocalyyptic​  asked:    “ it’s alright, they’re gone now… are you alright? hey, look at me; are you hurt at all? “ ( chryo chryo chryo )

𝐅𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆  𝐖𝐀𝐒  𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑  𝐀𝐍  𝐎𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍  𝐅𝐎𝐑  𝐀𝐔𝐑𝐄𝐀.    in  all  her  years,    she  had  sworn  to  never  use  agression  or  violence,    sworn  to  never  to  harm  to  any  living  being...    until  ammit.    the  battle  was  unlike  anything  she'd  ever  seen---    the  entirety  of  the  ennead  aided  by  every  single  eternal,    and  yet  entombing  ammit  was    still    a  brutal  struggle.    shaken,    all  aurea  can  do  is  stare  widely  at  the  ushabti  as  it's  taken  away,    barely  registering  the  voice  approaching  her  until  chrysafenios  has  his  hands  on  her  shoulders.

there's  the  briefest  flinch  until  her  gaze  focuses  on  him,    shoulders  relaxing  somewhat  at  the  realization  that  this  is    over---    they're  all  safe.    but  she  still  can't  help  but  feel  horrified  at  what  she'd  just  experienced.    ❝  amor,  ❞    she  breathes,    gazing  up  at  her  soulmate  in  a  mixture  of  shock  and  relief.    ❝  are  you  hurt,    minha  estrela?  ❞    palms  move  to  his  chest,    holding  him  at  arms'  length  to  examine  him  for  injury.    brows  knit  with  concern  and  eyes  filled  with  tears  despite  finding  nothing  too  serious,    hand  coming  up  to  caress  her  lover's  cheek.    ❝  i---    i  wanted  to  kill  her...  ❞    the  words  are  spoken  hesitantly,    heart  filled  with  anguish  and  disgust  at  herself  for  her  actions.    ❝  i  hate  this  feeling---  ❞

[manenimittliv-moved]

@danceapocalyyptic :: you are sunlight through a window, which i stand in, warmed. ( tj tj tj )

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Anna had to stop what she was doing to look at him, a soft smile on her face. How was he always so good at saying just the right thing to make her melt? “Oh, TJ.” She set down her book and went over to wrap her arms around him. “I can’t think of anything so poetic to respond with.”

[statesangria]

@danceapocalyyptic​  asked:    “  i  love  your  ass. ”   ( kingo  ldlsdlskfkd ) idiots  to  lovers    (  accepting  )

𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐁𝐄𝐒𝐓  𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓  𝐎𝐅  𝐍𝐄𝐖  𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐌𝐒?  𝐍𝐄𝐖  𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐂𝐇.    sure,    it's  just  fun  little    marketing    for  kingo's  newest  blockbuster,    but  penny  gets  a  kick  out  of  it  every  time!    so  forgive  her  for  getting  a  little  bit    too  excited    about  all  the  new  fun  things  the  production  company  has  sent  him.    it's  mostly  clothing,    clothing  made  for    kingo,    making  it  quite  large  on  somebody  penny's  size---    does  that  stop  her  from  trying  everything  on?    not  at  all.

she  emerges  from  behind  the  dark  room  divider  dressed  head  to  toe  in    shadow  warrior  3    merch---    a  snapback,    some  sunglasses,    a  crewneck,    and  her  favourite  part..?    ❝  you  ready  for  this?  ❞    she  holds  back  a  laugh  as  she  struts  out  into  the  center  of  the  living  room,    turning  the  hat  backwards  before  reaching  for  the  loose  fitting  pants  on  her  legs.    enthusiastically,    she  rips  off  the  tearaway  pants  with  kingo's  character  on  the  legs,    revealing  an  even  more  over-the-top  pair  of  equally  baggy  shadow  warrior    pyjama  pants    underneath.    she's  cackling  as  she  tosses  the  other  pants  aside,    pulling  off  the  crew  neck  to  reveal  the  matching  t-shirt.

❝  LIFE  AFFORDS  NO  GREATER  DUTY  THAN  TO  DRESS  FOR  SUCCESS!  ❞    she  shouts,    red  in  the  face  with  laughter---    and  the  look  on  kingo's  face?    it's  beyond  worth  all  the  effort.    i  love  your  ass,    he  beams,    and  she  happily  finds  herself  crawling  into  his  lap,    knees  on  either  side  of  his  hips    &    arms  slung  over  his  shoulders.    ❝  really?    just  my    ass?    not  my  super  swaggy  sense  of  fashion?  ❞    she  teases,    lifting  the  snapback  from  her  own  head  to  put  on  kingo.    ❝  it's  okay,    i  love  your  ass,    too.  ❞    with  a  bright  grin,    she  leans  in,    capturing  his  lips  in  a  sweet  kiss.