#solucius

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@solucius ♡ for a ˢᵐᵃˡˡ starter!!

❝ God I just wish some of those softball moms would leave me alone. They even do it in front of Hazel and Briar... That’s just rude.  ❞

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@youthsminister you have such an amazing handle on joseph, such a deep love for him as a person and as a muse. i honestly wasn’t took fond of him but because of your dedication ( and amazing headcanons ) he’s now one of my favorite dads!!! @holyphone okay so i’m not familiar w 198X but i’m so in love with amanda its insane. you’re so sweet and so funny, such a joy to have on my dash!! @solucius scotch you’re one of my best friends on this blue hell and i would be so damn lost without you. lucius is my satanic babe and i’m LITERALLY IN L O V E WIT H HIM BYEEEE which is kind of a running theme as all your muses are so damn cool. all my love xoxo @ephialts heLLO there your blog is Sincerely Awesome and i’m sooooo in love with your prose. you have a really good grasp on such a wide array of muses and fhdjkfh i’m in love with how you write davina especially !!! @fightsthatdragon lmfao you’re the coolest ever i love you i love house. i’ve gushed about you before so i won’t Embarrass Myself but yeah. you’re gr10, rock on @itsalreadynever you’re a total sweetheart, your writing is always so fun to read. wilson’s an even more misunderstood character than house imo but you get his nuances and vocal patterns with so much ease ugh. it’s the best. 

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@solucius:

            It wasn’t hard to convince Robert to stay behind once they were done with the exercises he was helping him through. Usually they would lie on the grass and stare up at the clouds and not say anything, letting the sun keep them warm. The heat from it was far too great that day, however, so they found themselves under the tree he had in the backyard. Robert was lying with his back up against the bark, Lucius sitting right next to him with their shoulders touching, hands brushed up against each other and fingers loosely interlocked. After a while, Lucius found himself raising Robert’s hand so he could press a kiss to the top of it, smiling when he felt the man’s head rest against his own as they leaned against each other more. It was amazing to think that he felt he could spend the whole day like this. If they had nothing better to do, he would gladly have sat there with Robert as the hours passed.

            After a few moments, he found himself turning his head when Robert shifted a little. Looking up to the man, the smile kept to his lips as he leaned in to kiss the man, slow and chaste. He pulled back after the one and smiled once more before resting his head on his shoulder.

                “I DON’T KNOW ABOUT YOU, but I don’t feel like moving.” Not for a good while, at the very least --- there might be other things to do, but Robert would rather not spoil this perfect moment, blessed with the right level of noise, a nice shady spot to sit, and his favourite kind of company to boot. He could quiet easily doze, take a nap under this tree for a couple of hours; they’re right in the middle of summer, so the warm weather is out while the sun stretches golden, glimmering rays over the expanse of Maple Bay, giving people the ideal excuses to go out to the park, take the kids fishing, or, in their case, lounge around lazily like a cat in the simmer of summer heat.

                 Russet eyes sit heavy, half-lidded as he makes to slip one arm ‘round Lucius’ waist, press him closer to the bulk of Robert’s side. For once, he’s not wearing his leather jacket, but that’s only because he couldn’t, not in this heat, and not while taking part in yoga --- he’d be sweating worse than a guilty Joseph Christiansen caught in the unpleased glaring gleam of his darling wife’s eye. A scarred index finger raises to curl carefully under the yoga instructor’s chin, attempting to angle his face upward a little as Small leans to return the kiss, noses brushing as lips meet, gentle and tender. He feels too tired to manage anything else, anything more passionate, but they’ve worked hard with their exercises. Perhaps they can afford to be lazy, even for a short while before the duties of real life come knocking.

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@solucius​​

                  “ OH, THEY’RE DELICIOUS. i had christie’s help with the baking, so they came out great. she did a great job as always. ——— how about a couple margaritas to tie the afternoon together? “ 

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         lucius so & robert small. oc & canon characters from dream daddy: a dad dating simulator.          independent.   private.   selective.   as    told    by   scotch    &    alice    since    july    2017.

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@solucius​

                    he thought for a moment that how funny the situation would have been had lucius thrown a sock ball && he had been someone else like an intruder. it wouldn’t have been very effective, to say the least. the situation in the blonde’s mind && what had just happened caused him to left out a laugh. “    i’m sorry , lucius    ——   to avoid something like this, i promise next time i won’t invite myself in, it wasn’t right of me to do that. NOW THAT I’M HERE ... what are you up to today?    “

( con. )

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@solucius:

            ❝ i knew you were quite the softy, but even i didn’t expect this. ❞ not that he didn’t love the action, tucking some hair behind his ear so the flower’s position would have been stable. his gaze followed robert as the man sat down beside him, leaning in and pressing a kiss to the corner of his lips. ❝ i love you, y’know that?< ❞

               GOD, HE IS STILL NOT used to those three words at all --- and you can tell by the way his features twist into an almost bashful, boyish grin, casting his gaze downward. Thank fuck he put his shades on before leaving the house --- they help to hide the threat of red, the scarlet blush creeping beneath the smooth skin of tan cheeks. “Don’t get tellin’ anyone. Not that they’d probably believe you on the softy front.” He muses, leans so he can kiss Lucius back, the brief locking of lips tender as a hand slides to rest gingerly at the other man’s hip. “I do. But I never get tired of hearin’ it. And you know... I love you too, right?” A couple years back, he wouldn’t have even been capable of a sentence like that. But a lot can change with the right person.

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| Put a flower in Hugo’s hair! | @solucius | accepting. |

Hugo frowned a little, but still accepted the flower from the other. It would’ve been rude to deny it, and Hugo can’t allow himself to be rude.

--Thank you.