#kirxly

[itsybitsyparker]

“Are you sure it’s okay?” Peter rubbed the back of his neck, bouncing on his heels with anxiety. He wasn’t sure why he was so nervous, it was just a pair of shoes. It was JUST a pair of shoes. But that was it wasn’t it? It was a pair of shoes that he’d been told all his life he wasn’t allowed to wear. But he wanted them, oh he wanted them.

 “I-I mean, people won’t think I’m crazy or I dunno over compensating or something right?” Peter was well aware that he was short, tiny even and he didn’t want people to think he was wearing high heels because he was insecure about his height. (he sort of loved being small, it made people underestimate him) @kirxly wanted some father son shoe shopping

[pueraeternuspan]

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It was never quiet for long here so he took the time to enjoy it. No sounds of gun fire, no sirens, just quiet. Peter, though usually being a loud mouth himself at times does find himself longing for quiet to help him think or relax. “Best to enjoy it. It can break at any minute” He frowned at the thought and was sure if a person broke the quiet would pay by a snapping boy.

[sanestbuilder]

@kirxly continued from here

Unnatural eyes look up at the bird with something that one could assume was either fury or vacant, it would be hard to tell as the tiniest of smiles show on his red lips. “And what does the self-proclaimed King of Gotham want?” His eyes travelled in thought. “As you can see I am very busy” He added with sarcasm due to the fact he was just sitting here, lost in thought.

[philosophical-discontent]

Closed Starter-Arkham Mainstay

@kirxly liked for a starter

“Ya know?” Jerome’s voice rings through the cafeteria as he looms behind you. His hand lays flat against your shoulder. “I was up all night thinking about all the fun things we could do today.”

[sanestbuilder]

@kirxly 

The man looked upon the bird with a small smirk on his face. “What a fun little twist, isn’t this Oswald? The former king meets the true king of Gotham.” All giggles aside, he had allowed the man in and made sure his own men stood down from blowing the feathers off the poor Penguin. “What is it you want? Help, to take someone out, I doubt you come all the way here to chat with me, though that would be a bit interesting”

[niifelheim]

“You’re Mine”

Send “You’re Mine” for my muse’s reaction to yours being possessive of them.  

A red flush climbed his neck and he ducked his head, huffing but unable to suppress a helpless grin.

“Uh-huh…um…” He cleared his throat. “Uh… can we pretend I said something witty and assertive?”

[niifelheim]

[ guide ] to roughly grab my muse and pull them into a passionate kiss.

Muse’s reaction to rough actions || @kirxly || accepting

”Mmph!” Eyes wide, it didn’t take him a second to melt intothe kiss. His hands wandered restlessly, mapping out the familiar formunderneath the expensive fabrics before gathering his lover close.

”Missed you…”he whispered between kisses, against thin, perfectly curved lips. Normally hedidn’t mind to be on the road for so long, but this tour had seemed endless nowthat he had somebody to miss. Falling asleep without Oz had been impossible inthe beginning.

”So much…”

[cafeonthecorner]

“ we got nothing to lose. ”

 “I have everything to lose.” Penny admitted quietly, eyes sad as she glanced up at the man sitting next to her. The urge to slip her small hand into his raised it’s head---

 But she merely grazed the tips of his fingers instead.

 “...I could lose you.”