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“Who’s hot?” We gotta know
“him.” from her pocket she unfolds a giant poster, it’s end draping all the way down to the floor.

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@suigneris:
“Who’s hot?” We gotta know
“him.” from her pocket she unfolds a giant poster, it’s end draping all the way down to the floor.
Midsommar (2019) Starters
"Psst. Hey. I'll check your scalp for tics if you check mine." Trevor at alex opuOAPSUPASOPAS ( @suigneris )
“Ticks? I don’t.. Ticks are...--”
Alex wanted to be offended by the sudden assumption that her hair was dirty enough to actually have ticks, but weren’t ticks only for animals in the first place? She swallowed back any biting remark she could have thrown towards him before letting out a rather annoyed sigh, arms soon crossed over her chest. There were so many things she could say about it, but instead she would feign ignorance in order to be somewhat polite
“Ticks don’t come if you keep yourself clean. I’m sure you don’t..” A pause as she cleared her throat once more, leaning towards the male slightly. Should she just look to be sure that he was clean? It would make things easier if she did that without complaining anymore.
“Fine fine, I’ll look to see if your hair is dirty.”
suigneris says: i have regrets
“ and i’m sure that you hold plenty of them, but the fact is, you left without a word to me. ” he’s so goddamn frustrated. why did he leave. why did he leave, kinji. if, only if, what if he had enough anger towards his husband ? what if. kinji takes a deep inhale, a hefty sigh. control yourself. the fox begins to let out a shaky breath, could this still go on as it is ? “ kenshin . . ” he begins, “ when i met you, i had a hard time with my emotions. i had no purpose to feel for anything else in this world. i was created solely for the purpose of to serve and protect. ” there was no other reason to have been given life. there was no other reason to still be here. “ and yet. i met you, and you were so goddamn annoying, and clean, and. ” a pause. and it looked as if a smile was trying to break through, even a chuckle followed suit.
there is no reason to still be here. “ for some reason, i still fell in love with you. ” and as much as a kitsune can lie, and lie, and lie. kinji could never, would never, bring himself up to lie to kenshin. cause even though kinji could, maybe kick his ass--- kinji has never seen kenshin use his absolute full power. and frankly, he would like for it to stay that way. “ and i’m still so . . i’m still so madly in love with you and i don’t want it any other way between us. ”
@arrancat / @suigneris said ; “it’s okay for friendships to end. people leave. but not ours though, you know too much.” BT yeah
❝ I know too much huh.... ❞ He ponders about the matter for a little- trying to scan through his mind for all the information he’s gathered- or well, learned from Ggio through the time they have spent together; the nicknames, Ggio’s cravings for affection- well, cuddles in particular ( hence his nickname; Mr. cuddles ) his rather nocturnal habits, how he loved hogging all the space whenever he took a nap next to him-- and so forth. It may be true that Arash did not know many things about Ggio, but he did know certain things, and more importantly, he knew at least the outer colors of his spirit, and for someone as fidgety and mysterious as how Ggio was, he considered that to be more than honor for someone such as himself.
He smiles thinking about these things.... Thinking that if Ggio is this worried, then there must be something that Arash knows that is making Ggio’s hair to nervously spike up .
❝ So, what you are trying to say is that you don’t want people to know you like being hugged? or is it the nickname? which one would be my biggest crime ? ❞
Pinches his face. ( from you know. )
from kenshin ??? the one and only, the myth, the legend, kenshin ? god. kinji is so mad. so fucking mad. " you know, the reason i turned out to like you so much is because you kept coming over to literally fight with me, and THEN we just ended up chilling all the time, and then we started to kiss, and then we started to fuck -- when i wanted to get rid of you, i couldn't, for the life of me. and now you're fuckin' gone ALL THE TIME and i'm sick of pretending that we weren't ever a thing. kenshin, i really fucking miss you. "
❛ nightmare before christmas is a christmas movie. it’s literally in the title! ❜ Vespa is v heated about this
winter themed sentenced starters ✯ accepting!!
❝ Darling, you're so unnecessarily passionate about this it's almost adorable. ❞ Keyword: almost. ❝ Regardless, I will be brave enough to burst your bubble and say that the movie is, in fact, a Halloween movie. There is literally a whole ass SONG about Halloween that goes 'this is Halloween.' And no, this is not open for debate, mon beau, because I am absolutely CORRECT in this, thank you very much. ❞
✯ @suigneris
Kendji’s just going to rest his head against Logan’s chest, thank you. uwu ( snuggle baby… )
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Right away Kendji would be hearing a low rumble in the jaguar's chest, and Logan is more than happy to get comfortable, coiling long arms around the other. " Perfect timing, I was just getting chilly. " He chuckled.
❤️ Trish uwu
send ♥ if you want to kiss my muse. || @suigneris
"You have something . . ." Nezumi trails off and reaches for Trish's chin. He holds it and swipes a thumb over her bottom lip, then brings it to his own lips and tastes.
"Ah. Frosting," Nezumi chuckles and smiles. He should've known; Trish hasn't changed at all. She is the epitome of a sweet pastry—something crispy but soft—like an adorable macaron.
Nezumi really, really doesn't like sweets that much, but Trish's lips are warm and inviting and when he holds eye contact, she doesn't move away.
How many times is she going to let him get away with it, he wonders as he leans in and gently kisses her.
She tastes sweet, as expected. She tastes the same as he remembers. And just like with sweets, Nezumi takes her in small doses.
He kisses her once, then again.
The second kiss holds longer, and Nezumi nips at her bottom lip, a hand tickling the side of her neck. He brushes it experimentally before settling his whole palm there. He can feel her pulse, racing faster with every passing second, and parts his lips . . . but before they can deepen the kiss, he moves away.
Nezumi cups her cheek after he pulls back and smirks at her.
"Can I stay the night?"