#dicktingle

[stingslikeabee]

@dicktingle sent: gib moodboard 4 zeke & mel so i can see what ~*~vibes~*~ u want

[ send in; 🎟️[ticket] for me to make a moodboard with 4-9 photos for our muses/ship . accepting ]

[femlette]

｡° ⸻ @dicktingle.

Declan's flexing his hand in and out of a fist slowly, slowly, slowly releasing the tension before it builds up into something nasty in his chest. It's hard, trying not to shout. He knows his team's doing their best. He knows everyone's got high expectations. The buzz around this release was too much not to have such high expectation from everyone -   none higher than Declan's, though.

A quirk of his jaw and it snaps, like his patience. A frustrated, sharp intake of breath and he leans just as sharp over his shoulder to the man on his right   ( the man that is his right ).

       ❝ They're out of placement, ❞   comes his country drawl.   ❝ Fix it. ❞

No direction as to what   placement   was. He knew Zeke could already see it. What he expected was for Zeke to   fix it   while he turns around to manage the cameras behind the both of them.