#shufire

[pistolslinger]

so does Jesper short let ppl put arms over his shoulders in hugs or does he make ‘em go around his waist

here’s a diagram 

[shufire]

❝  Kuwei  was  HOPE.          And  he  was  a  boy  who  deserved  to  live  without  a  target  on  his  back.  ❞

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[hellvar]

RANDOM ASKS.  ( always accepting. )

@shufire​​ said:   Does Matthias give Trassel nose kisses.

Trassel is a very dignified,  stoic presence,  just like Matthias.  They have nothing but the utmost trust and respect for one another,  they are partners and brothers and yes he absolutely give’s Trassel nose kisses and baby talks to him,  but only when no one is around. 

[pistolslinger]

hi disaster is back: writing icon thing + kh goofy wdyd

WHO IS THAT BINCH I SEE 🎵 ( selectively accepting! )

       ALAS, TIME IS a cruel mistress indeed: goofus mcdoofus has met his match, and is now ready to meet his maker . . . our father, who art in heaven, hallowed be thy multi billion dollar franchise . . .   

       “ mickey, ”  he gasps, grasping tightly to mickey’s shirt.  he is so glad disney have finally decided to clothe his deviant friend — glad the last thing he sees will not be uncovered mouse tits.  “ mickey . . . tell my son . . . the truth about his mother . . . tell him — ”

       at last, he sees the light.  legally, he’s not sure if he’s allowed to say that without risk of rapunzel flying in to beat him further with a lantern, but what the hey, he’s gonna die anyway.

       “ g’hy’rh’HYUCK. ”

       he is gone.

[pistolslinger]

MISC QUOTES. 

@shufire​ said:   ❛  they were sold out of bananas , so i bought a kinder egg instead .  ❜

     THE TWO THINGS couldn’t have been more different, but truly: it’s the thought that counts.  he hadn’t expected kuwei to bring anything at all, and he’s . . . oddly touched?  jesper clears a space for the other on the arm chair on the opposite side of the room from him; his muscles ache, and his head protests every movement.  jesper hates being sick.

     “ can i have the thing inside it? ”  he means the prize — and the stuffy nose is not helping his coherency; the words come out sounding like cab i hab th’ thig?   “ s’nice of you to drop in.  i was . . . i mean, i was joking when i said, please nurse me back to health, but it’s sweet of you to . . . to — ”

     oh, no.  he feels a sneeze incoming.  it doesn’t happen, and jesper is furious about it, fucking false alarms.  “ — i’m good.  m’ fine.  come . . . sit.  i swear i’ll keep to my side of the room so you don’t get sick.  this is the unsexiest i’ve ever looked, though, so i’m gonna need you to sign an nda before you leave.  nobody can know i sneeze. ”

[pistolslinger]

Phoenix: Tag someone who is a bright light on your dash!

OOOH SPOOPY.

@builtmyth !!!  i could talk forever abt juli but out of respect for her inability to take compliments longer than a paragraph, let me just say: she is one of THE kindest ppl ( / kindest scorpios ) ive ever had the pleasure to talk to. her presence on the dash means fun no matter what she’s posting / talking abt, and im rly glad we got talking bc i adore her!!

[pistolslinger]

“ItS a SeCrET” as if Jesper’s face could keep that secret. 😂😭😭😭

listen.

[pistolslinger]

@shufire​     / /     plotted starter.

     HE HAS TO ADMIT, the challenges got a little harder as the night went on — anything that required a steady hand and good aim was a breeze, but the further they got into the carnival, the more the games seemed to rely on speed, on quick reflexes.  which wasn’t a problem!  jesper is still killing it at this, if he says so himself — no, the issue is starting to be the small army of things he’s been handing off to kuwei.

     maybe it . . . maybe that wasn’t as charming he would have found it, actually.  especially on a first date.  was he accidentally boring kuwei?  fuck.  okay, think, think, reign it back somehow. 

     “ — c’mon, you’ll be good at this one, ”  it was another shoot - n - win style game, and as soon as he’s pointed it out, a wicked thought strikes jesper.  planting himself firmly behind kuwei, with his hands moving to grab him by the waist, he guides kuwei to the obnoxiously bright stall.

     “ i’m sure you’re absolutely deadly with a toy gun, but . . . i mean, i’m here if you’d like pointers on how to hold the gun, ”  don’t read too much into that, now.  jesper nods towards the row of toys behind the targets.  “ i don’t think you have a stuffed giraffe yet. ”