#tabbyren

[jicoco]

@tabbyren

“I didn’t mean to” He pouted slightly, rubbing his ears. “It was just because I accidentally spilt it but didn’t know how to get it out!” Ren looked at him shocked. “What?? I don’t even have money for strawberry milk, never mind new boots!”

“Seriously? “ The rapper said on a slightly annoyed tone. It was clear that he wasn’t amused at all about his shoes being ruined. It weren’t just shoes, but the ones he got after paris fashion week. Dior. Expensive enough to buy an entire stock of strawberry milk. “You better think of a way to clean them up. Or make up for it.” Jiho clicked his tongue.

[queen-junior-blog]

starter for @tabbyren

“You can’t fight this face. It’s too pretty.”

[howtobechanyeol]

“You haven’t even touched your food. What’s going on?”

He purses his lips, he had hoped the other wouldn’t notice. “It’s just, uh, I’m not that hungry…I really appreciate the meal though, it looks, uh, delicious.”

[mauxluhan]

He smiles vibrantly as he slid a small hand into the tiny basket hanging off of his arm, pulling out a pink peony and presenting it to the person standing before him, his fuzzy feline ears perking out of a head of messy golden locks. 

“For you.”

[bxrxm]

tabbyren replied to your post: “(/ He sits comfortably down onto the ground and starts noming on his...”:

(/sits across from you)

(/ He looks at him ) Mmmh ?

[demigodsandbeyond-archived]

"I-I-it's so c-cold..." {Kevin to Axel}

"I-I-it's so c-cold..."

[Axel] "Aww come closer then I'll keep you warm" 

[dylmd]

"Forget you ever met me."

"I wish I can tell you that I could." His voice was soft, small, as if he was a child that feared punishment. "But I can’t." His eyes were focused on the ground, on the tip of his worn sneakers from all of the running around he did as a surgeon. "I’ve tried. I’ve tried to forget a lot of people—I spend most of my time forcing myself to forget. But you?" At the mention of the male, his head slowly raised and for the first time in nearly 5 years, there was a gentleness in the dark hues of his eyes. "I can’t forget about you." The hard exterior that Dylan Lee had spent years building after the death of his family was cracked, and Ren was the only cement he could think of. 

[prkkjmn]

tabbyren reblogged your post and added:

What are you doing (/mumbles against your finger)

/presses your lips together; My chest is telling me that it's going to rain tonight. /narrows his eyes and looks around;