#gapsincollections

[mechanicalspy-blog]

@gapsincollections / cont. from x

   ‘ hm. ‘  brows raise a fraction, there’s a tilt of the head -- she doesn’t bother to        hide her doubt. though, prodding doesn’t seem like such a good idea. she lifts       her shoulders into a shrug.  ‘ did you want a drink? ‘

[needsapartner-blog]

♗

♗: Your muse falling asleep with their head in my muse's lap.

When his head first hit her shouldershe only lifted a brow; casually glancing his way and making sure he wasactually nodding off and not trying to pull one over on her. And when his bodybegan to slowly slide down hers, not stopping until his head was in her lap,Gaby simply lifted her hands to accommodate him.

Gaby watched him for a moment, thelight rise and fall of his chest, tiny little movements that suggested he wasalready in some sort of dream like state. She sighed, little smile pulling ather lips and let her hand fall to the top of his head; gently carding fingersthrough dark strands. Her own eyes closed, head rolling back and restingagainst the back of the couch. If Solo wasn’t going to be moving anytime soon,she might as well try to get some rest herself.

[delilamackenna]

@gapsincollections from [ x ]

[ sms : Tristan ] How did that happen?

[ sms : Napoleon S. ] May have been shot. Or stabbed? [ sms : Napoleon S. ] Car collision. I think.

[delilamackenna]

gapsincollections replied to your post:♣︎

‘you can sin all you want im still leaving in the morning~’

Delila was just intoxicated enough to find his statement positively hilarious which lead to her all but falling against him as she laughed, her hands still working on unbuttoning his dress shirt. “After breakfast, of course. I make the best french toast you’ll ever have in your life.”

[invinciguerra-blog]

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☂ for a kiss in the rain.

His lips are wet and salty from the rain, and he smells like earth and smoke. Her manicured grip tightens on the handle of her umbrella. Around them, the raindrops thunder; the hood of her umbrella rattles and shakes with the force, but none of it is as loud as the silence that greets them after. 

She breaks it, with a smile too grim and a voice too low. “Hello to you too, Mister Solo.” 

[delilamackenna]

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meme || accepting || gapsincollectionsSend in ✉ for my character's reaction to getting a sext from yours

Delila stared down at her phone for a very long moment,simply attempting to process the fact that it wasNapoleon that had sent the particular message.

Was he drunk?

[ text -- Napoleon S. ]: A bit cliche to ask what I’m wearing, isn’t it?

No point in just leaving the message unanswered..

[andsweetpuck-archive-blog]

gapsincollections

“Did you...mean to do that?”