#razrbomb

[primordyalsoul]

Sorry, she's not listening, she's too distracted by Reze's sinfully beautiful voice.

[kenpxchi]

@razrbomb: oh shit... the dilf alliance

okay who else is on the round table, nominate the best dads. yes asura from asura's wrath is on the table yes he is the chairman of the fucking board

[quangxi]

@razrbomb​   /   one - liner  .

     ‘  Are  you  hungry  ?  I  don’t  mind  buying  .  ‘

[shinanai]

          palms sweaty smth smth moms spaghetti  @razrbomb​

[scarletooyoroi]

@razrbomb​: :frogeGib:

“....” He finds this look awfully familiar. Similar to the roaming wildlife that comfortable settle around. (Maybe cause he has a bad habit of feeding them.)

Though this case? A litttttle bit different.

“Ma’am, these aren’t exactly for sale.. Do you know how long of a line I waited in to grab these?”

[primordyalsoul]

@razrbomb enquired: "do you like chocolate, miss ayanami?"

❝ Chocolate ? ❞ An echo with an air of hesitancy, the pause that followed heavy with the weight of her own unsurety at such a simple question. Tenuous was Ayanami's grasp on this existence of hers, hardly solid enough to be called a life, slipping through her fingers in a slough of transparent sand. Little time did she have — little experience did she have — to determine such things as her likes and dislikes, but still she answers honestly, without fear of sounding strange. ❝ I don’t know. I’ve never had it. ❞

[denjidog]

‘nothing is real and then all of a sudden, everything is very real with no warning.” <3

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He takes a moment then blinks, taking his hand and placing it on hers. His is cold while her's is warm. His mind is not barking. He's not his usual horn-dog self. It's a tender moment. He meets her eyes. "I'm real."

[primordyalsoul]

Head bowed, knees just touching those of her companions, pale fingers flit across the buttons of her GameBoy with more ease, quiet as she concentrates on the game. In this moment, she was calm; content, grounded by the small, unconscious touch as they sat close together, by the of the sound of clicking plastic and the cheerful music singing through the device. Her gaze flickers up for just a moment, peeking at the other's face through pale lashes — she could still feel the warmth of Reze's arm intertwined with hers in the middle of the store, urging her with twinkling eyes to pick a GameBoy with a prettier colour than the boring grey.

Rei had picked the green, peering at the hardware within.

Triumph is sounded through pixely song, ruby hues shining a little brighter as she looks up properly, the corners of her eyes crinkling gently.

❛❛ I win. ❜❜

@razrbomb