#niightniight

[nagareboshi22]

Well imma hit the sack

[littlescienceybits]

Come Daylight // a Fitzsimmons mix

Toes // Lights Light Me Up // Birdy Carry You There // Hanson Please Don't Say You Love Me // Gabrielle Aplin You and the Candles // Hawksley Workman Clean White Love // Lisa Mitchell My Brambles // Alela Diane We Found Each Other in the Dark // City and Colour Sweater Weather // Max Schneider & Alyson Stoner Paperweight // Joshua Radin & Schuyler Fisk How Long Will I Love You // Ellie Goulding

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[dxrcylewis]

Kiss me, quick?

I’ll generated a number from 1-25 to see where my muse will have to kiss yours:

18. WristsShe's stuck with him in an elevator and he's been pacing withdiamond eyes for most of the hour. Any minute she expectshim to stop, to get too tired, to pass out from this fear that'swelling up inside of him for reasons he can't seem to explainto her.And it's been useless to say it'll be fine, they'll be fine, it's atleast still cool because it's nice out and the heating vents don'tpour their suffocating, hot air into this little box. Everything shesays or does is useless. So she sits and she waits and he paces-Then finally collapses, like she's been predicting he'd do.But she doesn't expect how close he intends to sit, or how hecurls up into himself like a little cat, scared of it's own shadow.A moment passes and she shifts nearer. Another beat, shereaches for his arm and holds his hand.Third pause, Darcy feels the horsehoof beat of his heart inher index finger to his pulse.Fourth breath in, out, she presses her mouth to the dizzyingpulse point. Kisses until he starts to breathe normal. She triesto think about how she can explain herself, that her motherdid this to her and her siblings anytime they had anxiety attacks.But he never asks.So she never tells.

[veinsofwar-blog]

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                                                                                    ‘ be careful. ’words curled from red lips tilted up at the corners ; the creases of her eyes are hidden behind a mask, amusement only to be heard in the lilt of her tone. peggy's got her back to him, now, focused on pouring herself a glass of wine. shield is something else, honestly. a ball? as a cover mission. as if a few masks could hide an identity. peggy's surprised at the fact that it at least sort of works. it looks like she's not the only one wearing a wig as well. hair curls around her waist, longer than she likes.               turns, eyes calculating, because she supposes he should be more               familiar but he isn't. peggy isn't as involved with the agents as others               might be, perhaps. she keeps to herself, does her work, and goes home.                                                                      no need for anything else.                               ‘ your mask looks like it's going to fall off.                                 wouldn't want to give yourself away, stranger. ’

[wingshead-a-blog]

“Did you know my head is at your crotch level? I’m trying not to think about it.”

assorted starters from video games.

steve cleared his throat, and subtly stepped back a bit, shifting his body so that his frontwas angled away a bit from the young engineer.

❝   ... good idea.        you should probably  -- we've got        about ten minutes for you to finish        up  and  for both of us to get out of         here safely. think it's enough time                           for you to diffuse this?    ❞

[xaedificare]

"Did you ever notice that  the only casual conver-  sation starters involve  food or weather? It's so  weird. Also, it's nice out  there today, huh?"

[solvingthxpuzzle-archive-blog]

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{ send me a symbol and I will tell you; }

niightniight

♠: A character I desperately want to roleplay with

Sam Wilson

[solvingthxpuzzle-archive-blog]

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{ send me a symbol and I will tell you; }

niightniight

♪: A song (or two) that I associate with my character

♪ The Naked and Famous - Young Blood ♪We're only young and naive stillWe require certain skillsThe mood it changes like the windHard to control when it beginsThe bittersweet between my teethTrying to find the in-betweensFall back in love eventuallyYeah yeah yeah yeah