#schioccare

[hell--is--so--sweet]

Io non penso tu possa capirmi. Sarà il buio a rapirmi stanotte. Vorrei solo schioccare le dita e sparire di botto.

Borotalco - Noyz Narcos ft. Carl Brave & Franco 126

[cheapantics]

❛ Bambino... ❜ a purr slipping through sly smirking lips, hands placed on Joseph's thighs and leans further ! ❛ You've been such a good boy lately, time to be awarded . ❜

     This . . . again?

     Joseph had thought that Caesar had completely forgotten or moved on from the previous incident. Though, others may think of it differently. It was something like a slip-up. To keep a clear mind, Jojo stubbornly sticks to his belief that he kept his dear ol’ Caesar in ambiguity. 

     “W—“ there wasn’t even enough time for him to synthesize a couple of words. The blonde had already drew himself closely to him! The least he could do was to lean away. “Wait—what?” he manages to spit something out. His soft spoken tone was something that completely opposes the average response that one would hear from Joseph. Known to be loud mouthed. Something was definitely up this time. Joseph didn’t like it. He didn’t like to be exposed! Especially when it came to something so . . . silly like this!

     “BAH! What are you on about!?” furrowing his brows to express irritation, his eyes darted off to the side to avoid looking at Caesar’s dumb face! He swears . . . he must be some sort of gorgon. Ready to petrify him at first glance! 

[deadmansqira]

@schioccare

She was a classy woman. Mi-chi-ko. Her name tasted like sugar, if it was spoken with the right tone, the right inflection. Her friend had said it like a song, that’s how he had learned it. Now he wouldn’t forget it. He can’t forget it, its burned into his mind.

You could tell that she was the type who liked and needed to be flattered by the way she dressed – more like a westerner, more showy, more confident. She walked with a sway in her hips.

And, she was absolutely rotten. She spoke of her four boyfriends, none who knew of the others, and how she favored one above the others because of his expensive gifts. “They’re horribly ugly,” she had said, with a rather teasing note in her voice, “but they are expensive, and I can sell them for a lot. That’s all that matters, so its easy to pretend I like them.”

She was the perfect woman for him. He just needed to impress her. With a gift, of course.

Yoshikage could not afford an extremely expensive gift for his first offer – those would come later. A mid-ranged, but well-thought out one would do – and flowers meant many wonderful things. He did not know meanings from the top of his head, no, but he could always ask. No, it was more likely that they would simply just offer him what he needed. That was the way of life and of fate, after all – it played to his hand, it always had and so it would continue.

The shop he chose for his purposes was a modest size – manageable was the word that came to mind – but eye-catching. The display of flowers tumbled towards the street, the door propped open slightly, and more wares visible through floor-to ceiling windows. Wandering towards the door, Yoshikage could see more displays – quite a number more. Every one was covered with plants, blooming healthily. Really, they were quite remarkable! He even leaned in and let his fingers lightly graze the underside of a brilliant orange bloom, seeing no discoloration at all, no flaws or tears in leaf or petal.

Ahhh, perfection. That was just as he demanded.

Yoshikage lifts his chin and his eyes towards the register, and the clerk who worked with his back turned towards the door, shuffling through something. With one hand in his pocket, he approaches at an easy pace, an aura of easy confidence about him.

“I would like to purchase a bouquet. One suitable for asking out a lady-friend of mine.”

[unfortunatenature-a]

❛ Doihara, you forgot your pen from the last time ! ❜

“Oh, I didn’t notice. Thank you, Caesar.” He smiles and takes the pen from him. “Though, it wasn’t necessary that you give it back.”

[angiomas-blog]

*knocks on door* zio zaddy zick???? ○w○????

[iilcapc-blog]

schioccare replied to your post: Before Christmas ends… who tryna smash.

im up….

are you going to stuff my stocking? 

[jlozp-blog]

schioccare replied to your post: schioccare replied to your post: schioccare...

Jumps away partially out of shock, chokes on a laugh and now reduced to a shuddering chest. “I couldn’t help…it,,,”

Gyro is gone, hurrying away. Goodbye caesar.

[lovedivide]

@schioccare​. ❥

          ❝NOT INTERESTED.❞ In lectures, in some half-cocked advice from strangers-- it matters very little. Narciso chases frigid words with a defiant glare, maintaining eye contact for a precious few seconds-- long enough to linger, to let his lips curl into a ghost of a smirk-- before he makes to saunter away, an end before they’ve even exchanged words.