#kickerofthebutt

[kyd-the-archive]

if you want to join our group you should because we're hilarious

[5:51:29 PM] Felicia: also lexie bby

[5:51:32 PM] Felicia: r u here

[5:51:37 PM] Felicia: or r u on ur date

[5:51:47 PM] Gavin: [lexie voice] i'm here

[5:52:05 PM] Felicia: the voice i read that in was not lexie's voice at all omg

[5:52:24 PM] Gavin: well i said [lexie voice] so you're just not reading stage directions

[alwaysthebetterfighter-blog]

"Hello Darling Sister.       Happy to see me?"

[circuitbroken-a]

A Charmed Encounter

Bright. Way too bright.

As a teenager desperately trying to recover from only three hours of sleep, the sun had become Victor's mortal enemy as he forced himself to walk through the blinding courtyard to get to his Charms class. He had already dozed off above his plate of bacon and eggs this morning. Class didn't seem very promising. 

Seeing his friend was the sole thing possible of making him smile. Besides the entirety of Hogwarts burning down in a horrible and non-fatality-involved (except for a few people) accident, that is. He plopped down in the seat beside Kory, long since used to the soft noises of protest from wood far too old and far too weak to support his bulk. 

"When are we going to learn charms that make seats comfortable?" He groaned, tossing his bag on the desk with a lack of grace he had long since grown comfortable with. "Might as well learn something useful, right?"

[redhxnded-archive-blog]

Happy Valentine's day, Fe!

[theflyingwonder]

Valentine's

Robin’s combat boots paced the hallway a couple times, his cape swishing behind him. When the leader was deeply engrossed in his thoughts, he had a tendency to lapse into repetitive habits, usually with a punching bag.

Right now, though, Robin felt no desire to kick or punch anything. He stopped his pacing, and his hand moved to rub the back of his neck. Alright. He could do this.

The black letters on the door were something Robin had seen almost every day, and yet each time he got up the courage to knock, he’d read them again and lose his nerve.

It was Starfire’s door. He lived with her. It shouldn’t be this hard to knock. He shook his head. Come on, Grayson. You fight super-powered villains!

That sealed it. He lifted his hand and gave the door a couple raps, echoing loudly on the metallic surface.