#rowdybcys

[fillinglesspie]

@rowdybcys [X]

"I'm excited about most things I talk about," but yes that went double for his music. He groaned as the other kissed his neck. Julian chuckled softly at his surprise "A good shock or a bad one?" He asked curiously drawing Levin into a kiss, his own hand sliding under the others shirt.

[valentijnvs]

Val, which is your favorite kind of British lad, and why is it cockney guys with tall hair? -rowdybcys

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     ‘my favourite british kinda guy is tom hiddleston, thank you very much. maybe tom hardy.’

[valentijnvs]

shoutout to @rowdybcys for putting up with my peter b*eale spam you’re the mvp

[valentijnvs]

🍎 -rowdybcys (I’m curious)

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🍎 : how stable is my muse’s mental health?  have they been diagnosed with any mental illnesses and  /  or conditions?  do they have any undiagnosed mental illnesses and  /  or conditions?  do they or should they attend therapy?

     valentijn has had his share of depressive issues, but thankfully that’s about all there is to say about it. he had a lot of anxiety as a kid because of his stutter and before he came out of the closet but he very rarely stutters anymore. what? a millennial who doesn’t want to die? yes.

[valentijnvs]

Á and ⚔️ -rowdybcys

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Á : Is your muse loud in bed?

     not really loud, but he is vocal. he cusses a lot, loves dirty talking, and just all around makes a lot of noise, but never really loud.

⚔ : Does your muse have any specific kinks?

     nothing in particular. he’s a bit exhibitionistic maybe, loves showing off, but other than that valentijn is pretty vanilla.

[fillinglesspie]

(Pin) against a bar top by Levin -rowdybcys

Symbol meme starters. @rowdybcys

Julian gave a small gasp as Levin pinned him against the bar top “Well someones eager,” he said with a small smirk. He and the other had been on a few dates and this was the first time he had invited Levin up for ‘coffee’ a pretense that didn’t last long at all.

[fortunetellsrp]

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Beathan wasn’t too keen on the idea of hiring a farmhand, or any strangers on his land, to be fair, but with his father gone his brothers had won him over by exhaustion alone. To make matters worse it fell to him to welcome the boy to the farm and explain his duties, as if he ever agreed with the idea of bringing him in on the first place.

He told himself to cool down as he walked out into the fields, the boy had no blame in his brother’s laziness and probably could use the pay. He’d been young and in need of money once too, he could relate to that. Even so, he couldn’t help the little sigh that escaped from his lips as he walked to the figure on the road leading to the Creagach farm.

“Blake, is it?” He asked the boy. “I’m Beathan.” He held out his hand for the boy, watching him curiously from behind his blank face.