#knightfailed

[tazrp]

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“Hey, Sir Fancy Lad, you been in our room since this morning?”

[hexquiisite]

✘ || @knightfailed || starter call. 

It’s quite likely the other is met first by the round, yellow eyes of his familiar - perched on his shoulder, neck extended as he sniffs experimentally. Armir is quick to pick him up, depositing the pseudodragon on the ground. Trotter scampers off, finding something to get into or play with.

However the Abyssal cups his own chin, looking from boots all the way up to his face -- eyes landing finally on Fitz’s face before they narrow. 

“You mean to tell me you’re a magic user?” Armir asks, a hand on his hip. “You seem a bit -- muscular.” He adds. The tiefling himself wasn’t as beefy, but he wasn’t without lithe muscles. “How about this - what do you know so far? We can work on that first.”  

[crowleyisms]

@knightfailed this is all I could think of with your recent HC post and what people must think when he consistently uses big fancy words.

[commaless-a]

*. @knightfailed​ ♥’d.

“REALLY, I can’t -- I can’t IMAGINE what you’re DOING here !! I mean -- it doesn’t -- DOESN’T feel like a -- you thing, to BE here, like, it’s just -- what the HELL ??”

[agntkalashnikov]

Wanna see my bank account?

THEY   ARE   DRINKING ;   funny ,   how   this   is   usually   how   it   starts .   but   this   time   it   is   easy ,   knees   bumping   together ,   shoulders   touching .   andrei   throws   his   head   back   &   laughs --   a   throaty ,   loud   thing .   he   had   never   learnt   how   to   keep   his   laughs   quiet   &   respectful .   russians   always   wear   their   emotions   on   their   sleeves ,   such   is   their   fault . 

he   knocks   his   shoulder   into   charlie ’ s ;    a   playful   little   shove ,   cheeks   reddened   with   an   equal   parts   annoyed   &   enamoured   flush . ❛      no   one   wants   to   see   your   dirty   money ,  capitalist .         ❜     &   then  he   leans   in ,   closer ---   closer ,   breath   smelling   of   vodka   &   the   gum   he   nervously   chewed   on   a   few   minutes   ago .   it   is   awful ,   it   should   be   awful ,   but   he   presses   his   lips   to   charlie ’ s ,  places   a   strong   hand   to   his   neck .  ❛     show   me   something   else   instead .         ❜  

[vmprwtch]

*kisses his hand*

                     random boyfriend loveliness  // always accepting *!

something about it looked so stiff and formal. the two of them dressing to the nines, designer labels and priceless jewelry, exclusive dinner reservations and the sleek black car to transport them. yet alec had never felt more relaxed than on nights such as these, far from his father’s expectations and charlie’s work. there was something sacred about the wink alec sent charlie’s way when he shaved on the other side of the glass of alec’s shower; how they dressed side by side, murmured compliments and inquisitions as they observed the other’s wardrobe; the intimate way alec draws their bodies together and ensures charlie’s collar lies properly. its romance in an antiquated form made new by their peculiar relationship. with such odd lives, alec cherishes the simple romance. more importantly, he holds close to his heart the reminders that charlie not only cares, but understands his need to be shown some manifestation of that love. and so the gentle press of charlie’s lips to the back of his pale hand brings the most genuine smile of the night so far to his lips, not an ounce of his usual snark in the curl of his lips.  ‘ always the charmer, mister hesketh. ’  their sex tonight would be divine.

[eggsyarchived]

if this was eggsy's actual face charlie would have fallen for him immediately.

tell me more .

[pueroimmersi]

cheggsy  +  text post