#lightbluh

[fourleafmagic]

trick-or-tea replied to your post: i m not cute im a lose r ...

shhhhhh u are very cute

lightbluh replied to your post: i m not cute im a lose r ...

what the heck man have you ever even LOOKED at you

helloitsimi replied to your post: i m not cute im a lose r ...

ur the cutest of the cute shush

choking noises and rolls off a cliff

[spacedlexi]

lightbluh replied to your post: im trying so hard to make this chapter really good...

i can promise that i will cry if that will make you happy

i want at least one person to cry

[newtalax]

moonstear replied to your photo “i went shopping yesterday for jeans and ended up buying this dang vest...”

SMOOCHING NOISES//

ALSO YOUR NEW URL IS 10000 PERF

THANKS BABY ur the kawaiielfprincess to my softmascuprince and we shall rule the kingdom with pedicured fists UuU

vocaloidlily replied to your photo “i went shopping yesterday for jeans and ended up buying this dang vest...”

*swoons*

*fans you off with 100$ bill*

lightbluh replied to your photoset: i went shopping yesterday for jeans and ended up...

oh my gosh you look so dang cute!! (punches a wall) it should be illegal

*SHINES BRIGHTLY* thank u friend don't hurt ur walls.  i hope there aren't any COPS because i'm not the only illegally cute tumblr-user posting selfies rn (the other cutie is you)

fishpietro reblogged your photoset: i went shopping yesterday for jeans and ended up...

J EUS S CHRI ST

#LITERAL SOFT MASCU PRINCE#CLUTCHES FACE#???????? HOW DO U DO IT#KAR FACE#also i didnt notice u were online/had changed your url but a+ good url

winkwonks @ u ;) ;) and gosh thank u dear ur url is a+ too U///U

[spacedlexi]

lightbluh replied to your post: ...

most msparp rps go like that… that’s why it’s better to rp with people you know because they won’t dare to do such things and they also reply faster. parp is nice when you don’t have anyone for the moment and only then.

i guess i'll be rping with andrea more often then

[afractionof]

Contentment

This is short. Having an issue with the writing thing the last few days. But Moth!Dave is way too damn cute. Should go ask the little guy stuff because, yeah.

Ask Blog here ==> 

Notes: Moth!Dave credit to this awesome person right here. ==> Generalized nonsense and fluff. 

 You’re on the edge, between sleeping and stirring, when you feel it—that slide of rubber against your knuckles and the wiggling of the sheet sliding away from your hands—and it tips you over toward the waking world but you don’t mind. There’s something comforting about the little hands that touch against your fingers and the light flutter of soft, dusty wings against your thumb.

He’s warm for such a little guy, curling up in the center of your palm without hesitation. That’s his spot, his place, and he knows it.

Cracking an eye open, you glance down, making sure he’s secure before you lift your hand to settle on your chest.

“Morning,” you mumble and your lips twitch when the little antennae sticking up out of his hair wiggle against the pad of your thumb. “Tickles.”

“Good,” he huffs but you can hear the smile, even in the soft tone and you watch as he crawls forward, stretching out over the center of your chest. The red sweater he favors always looks too big on him, hanging over the edge of his hands and he sighs when he has to pause and yank the sleeves back. “You sleep too long.”

“Could’a come in earlier.”

“I didn’t feel like bugging you,” he mumbles and it’s your turn to sigh.

“Thought we had this talk, kid.”

“Yeah, yeah… I know.”

“Not gonna bug me, at all,” you tell him as you nudge his side lightly with a finger, smiling a bit when his wings twitch and he turns his head to look up at you over the edge of a rumpled, red sleeve. “…you good?”

His fingers curl into the fabric of your shirt and you watch as he shrugs. His wings shifts with the movement, twitching to the sides when he wiggles forward a little more and reaches out to put a hand flat against your chin. It’s small and kind of cool, almost chilled but you’re used to that and you can even say you kind of like it.

“…’m fine.”

He doesn’t sound ‘fine’ and you can’t help a slight frown, wishing, not for the first time, that you had a better idea of how this comforting shit went, especially with a kid you can’t exactly hug or comfort physically.

“You sure?” It sounds lacking, even to your own ears but he just nods, giving you a softer version of his usually cheeky smile.

“Mhmm.”

His fingers tickle against the scruff on the underside of your jaw and you bite back the urge to nag at him about it, just giving a tiny nod instead—you’ll leave it at that. He’ll talk to you if he feels like it but, for now, you figure this is good enough. At least, you think it is—personally speaking, of course. He looks content, for the most part, and when you pull the sheet up, settling it carefully over his legs, you think you catch a little sigh of contentment and you definitely catch the light brush of a wing against you fingers again.

--affectionate, soft, you understand this kind of thing.

Words aren’t really your forte so you guess it’s a good thing Dave talks more with other stuff than his mouth when it really counts. Subtle hints and body language you can handle and when you glance down, the sharp edge from his shoulders has disappeared and it takes you all of two seconds to realize he feels safe here. He’s relaxed. His breathing evens out to something barely perceptible and in minutes he’s asleep, lips parted and you have to shake your head at that.

He’ll probably drool on his sleeve. You can already see the little twist to his lips and nose, mild disgust mixed with that resignation you know comes from waking up the same way every morning, but he’ll shrug it off and wiggle off your chest to go change his shirt.

Maybe you’ll make pancakes—cut some of those strawberries you bought. You’ve noticed he likes sweeter things, fruit juices and anything soft enough to tear into tiny pieces. Sweet bread from the Mexican marketplace down the way is pretty popular, but you’re more inclined to say it’s from the icing than anything else.

It doesn’t really matter though. You’ll buy it anyway and clean up the little, pink and blue and white hand prints when you find them. As long as he’s happy, that’s all you’re really worried about.

[azreto]

lightbluh replied to your post: didn't you once draw a picture of bro with a teapot on his head

oh god why though

i was on the edge of falling asleep that night but i had to draw bro one last time so that happened

[azreto]

hey friend could you possibly post a link to that toxic cover? im having some difficulties with finding it and yeah, its great, your taste in music is great, your bro is great (lies down) ngl youre a huge inspiration but im losing track, i came here to ask for the song

here u go friend UuU

[azreto]

i heard youre handing out friendship contracts? do they work with other people too or only with you? man we could get into heavy business here

what have you guys done