#leggooooo.

[prtgnos]

            it  had  been  a  while  since  he’s  been  home  for  longer  than  a  couple  of  minutes .  calling  hotel  rooms  his  temporary  residence ;  so  impersonal  &  distant .  nothing  was  like  the  comfort  of  one’s  home ,  next  to  the  one  who  currently  owned  his  ethereal  heart .  so  to  step  into  the  threshold  of  his  loft ,  he  only  wanted  to  hear  the  sounds  of  one  &  one  alone.    ❛     -           -      BASTIAN ?   ❜    a  suitcase  placed  at  his  feet ;  awaiting  his  lover  with  ease .  it  had  been  too  long  for  his  own  comfort . 

//  @moranument .

[ironpal]

@redheadarcher​​  /  sc.

                                  the life of the party has faded somewhat. maybe it’s just not his night. or maybe they’re playing the wrong music. despite growing up in tennesee, he could never get much out of country - even if it was supposedly ‘country rap’. he’d taken to the front porch with his drink. it’s chilly outside but he has yet to notice. the music briefly gets louder as the front door opens behind him and he doesn’t have to turn around to know it’s scarlett. he recognizes her perfume. eventually he looks up from where he’s seated. “ need a break, too? ”

[ylrebmikal]

"I ain't tryna be another name on your list, you gotta wait in order for me to give you my gifts, if you don't wanna wait there's a door take a hitch."

[ylrebmikal]

Fuck you.