#lvmier

[hyoukan]

        `   assuming this position for longer than necessary is making me lightheaded . why won’t he resume walking  ?  is he aware that he’s being followed by us  ?    `  the leg brazenly hooked around the other’s waistline for the sake of appearances was beginning to tremble  /  her muscles were growing exhausted from fatigue  : strained from having it raised for so long . 

☆*ヾ @lvmier  /  and  yet , and yet , why did I say goodbye ?

[rotpeace]

        ❛   i am currently undergoing a severe crisis .  ❜ tonality is grave and deadpan ; his visage uncharacteristically humorless and unsmiling as he stares her down .  ❛ . . . and only the power of your magical thighs can restore peace among our lands . and by lands , i mean my thirst levels .  ❜  ｡ﾟ ⊰ @lvmier

[silvaer-a]

i have a Very Important question.....how does prompto get their hair like that like is that bedhead

a combination ! his hair is naturally p straight, but messy. if he doesn’t tidy it he looks like the fucking telletubbies sun lmaooo. so he gels it up on occasion n hopes for the best !

[hyoukan]

        `   ——!!   `  

       a quick scan of the approaching man was all that was required to confirm their identity . though their eyes were shrouded behind tinted , gunmetal - rimmed sunglasses , the way they advanced towards the scene with the lackadasical, untroubled gait of a self - possessed man betrayed more than words ever could. their walk was a borderline saunter ; he carried himself with the flippancy of someone who knew they were untouchable. the chilling smirk that settled loosely on his lips was unnerving, and the excitable clamors of the rambunctious crowd encircling them had reduced to grave silence , their previous in a feversh uproar about the anticipated tussle replaced with collective whispers with faces blanched from utter terror. disjointed fragments of phrases and vocabulary found her ears  :  `   it’s him !!   `  they were familiar with him ? ,  the demon prince of the east !!   `  huh ? ,  ` see ?! i told you we should’ve just done pachinko !!   `

       his steady approach is almost panther - like  /  a predator stalking up after surveying nearby prey as his preferred target before finally settling on one  :  and it was unclear as to who he was prowling towards . though she tries to steel her nerves as the distance between them diminishes at an alarming rate , they become immediately untangled and frayed , studying him as he appraises the scene with apparent amusment , judging from the way he let out a prolonged , low whistle , touched with genuine disbelief from what he was seeing , as if he didn’t know what to make of it . his heavy gaze travels from the goons who she’d been trying to solicit information from . at last , his lips part to address all of them , a hint of laughter unmistakable in his voice . . .

        ` ain’t it rude to harass a pretty girl ? were you not taught how to talk to a woman properly ?  figures . not like any sane girl would want to be caught dead with you , with those manners of yours .    `  she wasn’t sure if this was his twisted interpretation of a warm welcome , because it was anything but . though flusters , eru manages to regain her composure , or at least enough to string together a coherent sentence . this was the man she’d been hunting down . . . but it seems as though he had found her instead . she opens her mouth to call out to him , but the abrupt intervention of the police caused her to clamp her mouth shut . they’d wanted to see what was the cause of all the commotion , and once their eyes landed on the imposing young man , they almost recoiled in disgust and unequivocal dread . they tread with caution , ushering every position in the vicinity to resume what they were doing and to carry on , and once the area was cleared out , they turned to the group of thugs and eru , unwilling to make eye contact with the person whose smirk never seemed to falter . his composure was unshakable , even in the face of authority . though , she could reckon that their supposed ‘ authority ‘ meant jackshit to him . 

        `  y - you there ! take this somewhere else , please !  `  the officer’s voice lacked any semblance of conviction  /  it trembled , despite his best efforts to sound as assertive as possible . when eru had redirected her attention to the officers , she was entirely unaware that a tall figure had crept up silently behind her , and when the unfamiliar sensation of an unwelcomed hand settled atop of her lower back , she practically jumped out of her skin , but remained rooted in place . she casted a glance over her shoulder , and she was met with a smirking visage sans the glasses they were wearing previously , and at long last , she could scrutinize his features in full depth . bone - chilling , frigid eyes , a lambent flares of mischief and sadistic humor dancing like crackling flames , daunting emeralds trained on the officers’ faces as they withdrew with visible unease . the street thugs had ran off . 

        `   no problem ~ good job maintaining the peace out in these streets , keep up the good work , yeah ?   `  his frivolous commendations were immediately followed with him lowering his face until his lips were at level with eru’s ears , his voice barely above a harsh croon .  

        `   ——?!   `  

        `  we should have this this talk in private, don’t you think ? people are awfully nosy these days .   ` 

:･ﾟ★  /   gift for @lvmier + @diarahann because they’ve been having a rough time evEN THOUGH THEY DON’T DESERVE IT THEY DESERVE TO BE HAPPY WHAT THE FUCK

[hyoukan]

        `   your refusal to shirk from your responsibilties . . . it’s very reminiscent to how i was before i found you .   `  the term ‘ found ‘ is used very loosely  :  fate would have their paths cross in a tremendously uconventional fashion . the deliverance of her unprompted observation was syruped in lachrymose acceptance . there’s something resigned in her style of speech  /   though she isn’t sure what inspired her to open up and divulge pieces of her broken past prior to meeting him , she sees no severe disadvantages to disclosing inconsequential details about herself . he was her employer , after all  /  she would soon become very familiar with his line of work and the responsibilies he shouldered , even if she didn’t require a comprehensive account of it . the less she knew , the better , he claimed . 

        `   your dedication is shown on your hands .   `   she’s had ample opportunities to study him when he found the time to complete work at home , rather than out on the field doing god - knows - what . whether he’s noticed or not , she took the chance to survey his quirks , mannerisms , and his peculiarities .  she’s attuned to the callouses that littered his hands ;  the healed scars indented into his fingers , scabbed over or roughened from time . the slight discoloration around his knuckles declared him as a roughhouser , someone who dabbled in fistfights or brawling . 

        it’s an unconscious effort on her part when she reaches over to overlap her hands atop of his  ;  as though compelled by her own pesky persistence to get a better look at his physique and examine him thoroughly  , she aligns her digits almost seemlessly with his , taking in the prominent difference in size and surface appearance . hers were supple and willowy , almost deceivingly frail , and the entirety of her attention is absorbed in her own little experiment until she hears him stifle a chuckle . 

        from across the kitchen table , his free hand is raised to fight back another chortle , eyes alight with amusement and brows furrowed in smug delight . his grin proves to be infectious  /  she mirrors his expression to near perfection , minus the smugness , and when his grasp on her tightens , she couldn’t summon the will to be afraid . not right now , at least . 

        `   i’m overstepping my boundaries , aren’t i ?  `  it was a thought she intended to keep to herself , but when it’s spoken into existence , the atmosphere suddenly changes . the mirth they’d created dissipates like smoke , and both their grips loosen , as though suddenly conscious that this was not approrpiate behavior between an employer and a housekeeper . she bites her lip in regret , eyes forcibly tearing away from the unreadable expression that overtook his features . his smile fell into a thin , neutral line , the mischief from before entirely absent , and he withdraws  /  she does as well . 

♡ —  @lvmier​

        `   i’m sorry i kept you up . i’ll let you go to bed , yamada - san .  `   

[hyoukan]

        `   do i have to keep usin’ honorifics ‘n’ junk if it’s just us two , pops ? not tryin’ t’ say i don’t have respect for you , but i like calling you , y’know . . . dad . papa . pappy . padre . father’s day ‘n’ all . and do you have to hide yourself like that if we’re just bowling ?   `

        ★｡･:* —— @lvmier

[hyoukan]

        ❛  if you want to keep deluding yourself into thinking i have a crush on you , by all means , i won’t put a damper on your fantasies . ❜ a wispy grin plays on her lips as lissome fingers fork through dark tousled locks , combing absentmindedly through tangled tresses .

        ⋆ . ｡ ゜✸ ⊰ @lvmier