#eternallysoft

[everleave-a]

if there was any truth to keeton's existence recently, it's that he can't get someone off his mind. now this was a recipe for disaster, or at least it was for keeton. how much his NEED for this someone has taken over his every thought has brought a sort of itch to his skin. it was becoming irritatingly cliche. how much he wanted to call and see what was up, or how much he wanted to accidentally punch into this someone by accident but not REALLY on accident. it was like he had been thrown into some mediocre romantic comedy with a predictable ending, but his endings weren't always as SWEET and he only had himself to blame for that.

keeton triple checks the bakery address on the card sawyer had left at the party where they met. god, that damn party. what a blessing and a curse it's become. ever since then, margot and keeton fully settled on their new single and the music video had also been released. sometimes it SHOCKED him how fast these sort of things happened, it made it feel like he hasn't seen sawyer in forever. but really it had only been almost a week. he's stopped for a few pictures in front of the bakery by some fans that were in the area and this LIFTS his nervous mood just slightly. he hugs every fan goodbye and is off inside the bakery, a small jingle filling his ears as the door is opened. sawyer wasn't in sight just yet, which felt like a punch to keeton's gut. if he wasn't there today, keeton might just melt to the floor and vanish.

— @eternallysoft

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@eternallysoft || cont’d

There’s something rather intoxicating about watching Sawyer work. He’s so concentrated and focused, not to mention the immense skill he displays with each sugar confection. Peggy never would have imagined that she might get the slightest bit turned on simply from watching a pastry chef work, but apparently now that she’s seeing one? Yeah, it’s pretty amazingly hot. So she’s unable to conceal her thoughts about his hands... or the desire behind the words, and it’s clear when Sawyer returns her flirting. “Oh, I’ve some ideas, but I doubt the health inspector would be thrilled if they were happening here.”

[wergelds]

                      it’s a terrible thing to be sick during the summer. especially right up at the end where there’s even more of a desire to stay out to watch the sunset, eat a cone of ice cream, or bask under the warm rays of the sun in a dress cool enough for the heat. but a sniffle rewarded her with increased sinus pressure and all she did was groan quietly from beneath the sickly heat hovering all around her. a chill ran down her spine and she just prayed for this to go away.

                     there was a tupperware of spicy ramen in the fridge that should still be good, and hopefully spicy enough to clear out her sinuses a bit, but before she managed to muster the energy, there was a soft knock on the front door. her canine companion’s ears perked considerably and there was the soft clicking of claws on hardwood as a curious muzzle sniffed at the air.     ❛   - — come —   ❜     she clears her throat,     ❛   come on in; door’s unlocked.   ❜

- – — @eternallysoft didn’t ask for this but i made it anyways

[andsundrymuses]

stargazing || closed

@eternallysoft [cont]

Steve already knew Wakanda was amazing. He's been here often since they fled Siberia and T'Challa had granted amnesty to Bucky, and any of the other former Avengers who needed a place to hide. Steve wasn't hiding, though, even if he was keeping a much lower profile these days until such a time presented itself that he had to stand up and be seen again. Still, he'd yet to visit the countryside, and there isn't any other person in the world he'd rather just sit and enjoy the view with. There isn't a person in the world he's sure he could relax with like this. And Bucky is healing finally. It makes Steve's chest ache with a strange combination of happiness and relief and almost painful yearning he's done his damnedest to ignore over the years.

He only nods at Bucky's question, the awe on his face obvious. He wonders if he'll ever have time to just sit and draw any number of amazing views here, but glances over at Bucky at the nudge. He exhales something like a laugh, inclining his head as he looks away again. "Yeah, well, no rest for the wicked, right?" he jokes, but his voice is soft and he looks back at Bucky as he lets out a content sounding sigh. Steve can't help but smile softly, both at how peaceful he looks and at the question that follows. "Like when we were kids?" he asks, and wonders if Bucky remembers. "There's nothin' I'd rather do."

[wyldlittledog]

Lost Souls || closed

@eternallysoft gets a thing for poor Sawyer XD

The room was around the back of the hotel where the parking lot wasn’t very well lit. It was a cheap place in a bad neighborhood, but Quint had a deal with the owner and he looked the other way when Nasir or one of Quint’s other workers brought their clients there. Nasir had no idea what the hotel owner got in return. Maybe he just got to keep his life.

Nasir got there early and made sure everything looked clean on the inside, at least, and got a little high waiting for his new client. He wasn’t messed up enough for it to show to someone who didn’t know him, but he was nice and comfortable, and he had more in case his client wanted him a little more pliable.

He was checking himself in the mirror when the knock to the door came. Skin tight pants and the deep V in his shirt left just enough to the imagination while still offering a preview of what was underneath. His hair was loose and wavy, hanging around his shoulders as he opened the door to let Sawyer in.

Oh... he was cute. And ridiculously short, even standing next to Nasir. The smile that bloomed on Nasir’s face was genuine. This might actually be more fun than usual. “Hi, Sawyer,” he said, moving into Sawyer’s personal space and sliding his hands down each of his client’s armsto curl around each of his hands lightly. “I’m Nasir.” Trying to gauge Sawyer’s comfort level, if he wanted to get right to it or needed some build up, he leaned in slowly and pressed a kiss to the corner of Sawyer’s mouth.

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[everleave-a]

❛ let's go on a real date.. ❜ keeton starts, playing anxiously with the rings on his fingers. ❛ you know, i pick you up at eight and i say something CHEESY to you at the door and then we head off into the night to some overpriced and kinda shitty restaurant. ❜ the apples of keeton's cheeks begin to flush now, and he becomes internally EMBARRASSED at just the thought of it. he reaches his hand up to cover sawyer's face, letting out a small laugh. ❛ okay, if we're gonna be together you're gonna have to STOP looking so cute all the time so i can stop turning into a ripe tomato. ❜

@eternallysoft — because keeton can’t stop thinking about sawyer.