#sparepxrts

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@sparepxrts | Starter!

Well she didn't WANT to travel north yet here they were, and it was all Scar's idea- having to look for his brother's research. Lara just tugged her jacket closer to her body while she, Nix, Marcoh, and Mei trekked through the snow. The Ishvalan pausing in her steps to look for her companion- who was marvelling at the snow.

"Nix? Hon, what are ya doing??"

[wavexrider]

💋 ( gladys and sasha's first kiss <33 )

@sparepxrts

Send 💋 for your muse to randomly kiss mine.

The date was going amazingly well between Gladys and Sasha. They were a little shy around one another but as the night progressed, they were more open with each other. Their date was coming to and end and Sasha had found herself curled up under Gladys arm, watching the movie credits on the TV screen. 

“I really don’t want to leave,” she admitted. It’s been a perfect night so far, why end it? She turned just in time for Gladys’ lips find hers for a kiss. It was a shock but Sasha melted into the kiss, leaning into the man with a sigh. 

[wavexrider]

@sparepxrts

“Ohh Gladys,” Sasha sang. She approached her boyfriend from behind and hugged him against her chest. She was quite excited now that she had her last class of the day and she had the weekend free to do whatever.

She looked up at him. “So. My parents are gone Friday through Sunday evening and I was wondering... if you were interested in staying at my place for the weekend? We’d have the house to ourselves and have a lazy day Saturday because it’ll be rainy. What do you think?”

[wavexrider]

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tiny-irish-badass

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xoxoxo

[wavexrider]

Celebrate

@sparepxrts | Continued

Gladys smiled softly at his lover as he felt her body lean into his own. Their mouths connect with one another and before he knows it he’s kissing the most beautiful woman in the world like they’re about to be in the heat of the moment.

The kiss went on for a while before he decided to speak.

“Well Sasha there is one more thing…” he whispered before reaching into his pocket and pulling out an ID tag. Well. Two ID tags.

“Look who just got is jobs at the Daily Planet..” he smirked.

After graduation, they had immediately looked for apartments together and Gladys found the most perfect one. It took them a little bit to move and arrange everything but it was mostly set up except for a few things here and there.

“What?! Oh my god, Gladys!” Sasha took her ID badge and sure enough, there was her information. She was going to be a journalist and write news stories! The young woman threw her arms around her love and kissed him deeply, pressing her lean body against his muscular one. “I love you so much. I can’t believe this, wow! We need to celebrate and my mom was cool... we have wine in the fridge.” 

[pantslessoptimism-a]

( ✉ → sms ): Maybe I’m better off dead. ( Gladys getting depressed because he thinks he's not a good father :( )

@sparepxrts sent soph a text

[text: gladys <33] Don’t say that, don’t ever say that. 

[text: gladys <33] I love you and Brayden loves you and you can’t leave us. 

[wavexrider]

My Tumblr Crushes:

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vesselofasaint

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Suspicious Sentence Starters | Accepting!

@sparepxrts​ asked:  “So, what were you whispering about?”

While Kimbley typically viewed curiosity as an admirable trait, when it came to his own personal business dealings, there was no room for such nosiness. Of course, he’d wanted such a conversation with his latest client to be dealt with in private, but the man had told him he was in a rush, and so, in hushed tones across the bar, reviewed the details of the delicate transaction in the briefest of terms. And once his companion had parted his company, at her unwelcome inquiry, Kimbley did not even allow the furrow of his brow, his temperament unchanging as he responded:

“Nothing important,” then, picking up a glass to clean---to enhance the image of his innocent nonchalance, expounding shortly: “Simply work-related matters.”