#tcthinecwnself

[wintersovereign]

"Hans, when I released you into your brother's custody you weren't supposed to come back." Elsa closes her eyes and sighs. "So imagine my surprise when I find out you've been in Harmon village."

( @tcthinecwnself )

[ofsophistication-archive]

"I knew this fishing trip was a great idea. I'm feeling so relaxed, so so relaxed," Anna chattered. "I'm not even thinking about all of the responsibilities waiting for me back home or Gerdas stupid calendar. I'm completely focused on the moment."

( @tcthinecwnself )

[crimsonfacets]

A phantom wind blows through the palace, weaving the aerial silks hanging from the high elevations. They tickle servants, visiting royals, and esteemed guests who happen to wander the halls today, but they mostly stay out of the way, lifted high enough to only flit the noggin. They're certainly no threat for the King -- until his Queen finds him, that is.

Cloth creaks and strains quietly above him, and a flood of flaxen curtains his vision entirely. Where the ground was, only air exists! Lucifer is pulled into the air, regardless of his activities - Lilith's arms scooped beneath his own to lift him up into her lap that is tightly twisted in purple and pink silks.

"Lulu, ♪" Lilith croons, legs doing all the work in keeping them supported in the jungle of weaving fabrics. "It is time to take a break. ♪"

@tcthinecwnself hears "rewrite the stars" in the very distance..

[shamisenson]

HE'D BEEN BORED, AND IN HIS BOREDUM he often entertained himself with paper figures, telling the stories and scenes that he fantasized of in his head. On this particular day Kubo's creativity was lacking, and he was also quite indecisive on how to expend his freetime . . . til' a certain blue-haired youth with a dragonfly clip appeared. Coraline had always been the grouchy sort. She reminded him of a less mature, and far less restrained Monkey in that way. Or at least, the way Monkey acted early in their journey . . .

It hatches an idea. A metaphorical lightbulb flickers on in his head, and Kubo playfully plucks at the shamisen in his lap. A sheet emerges from his pack and folds into a similarly-sized origami dragonfly, which beats its little wings and hovers above the girl before settling directly onto her back.

It's master snickers playfully. How long til' she noticed?

@tcthinecwnself - coraline

[bup1957]

continued under the cut with 🧨tcthinecwnself.

Jigen let out a soft whimper as Kent pulled away. Though, it trickled into a small fond laugh at the agent’s reaction. He couldn’t even imagine what he looked like; littered in small love bruises, beet red, chest covered in his own sticky mess while Kent’s leaked from his entrance and onto the tiled floor. He was absolutely spent, but he couldn’t have been happier.

When Kent slipped from the room, Jigen remained on the desk. He didn’t want to risk making a bigger mess getting up, and really didn’t think he had it in him to move. Instead, he took a moment to reflect. He never thought they’d be where they are now. Sex didn’t used to be like this for him. It was simply an action. Sex was sex. A quick and easy way to have a little bit of fun and relieve some stress.

But every chance meeting with Kent had been full of nothing but desperate passion, ‘I want yous’, and getting as close as possible. Maybe it would’ve stayed so, had they not become coworkers. If Jigen didn’t get to know Kent the way he did now, maybe it would’ve been just about the sex. But Jigen broke his own rule and let his emotions seep through the cracks, but he couldn’t help himself. Kent was charismatic, romantic, and the like. And now, oh man, now they were going to retire together.

When the man returned, a small, lazy smile formed on Jigen’s face. “Hey,” He greeted softly, letting Kent work to clean him. “Do you – what time is it, chief? Because I - I think I need to go home for lunch.”

“Uh--” Kent paused mid-wipe. He raised his wrist to look at his watch and, seeing it had flipped upside down during their congress, turned a little pink. “Looks like it’s about a quarter till. I’d say you’re clear to go home and, ah... Change.” Frankly he was feeling like a new set of clothes himself. Nearly every round with Jigen was an athletic feat, save those rare, lazy, slow sessions they had in bed during the small hours of the morning. Not that that was a bad thing... But he had sweat through two applications of starch.

“I might do the same myself,” Kent admitted. His attention drifted back down to the mess between Jigen’s legs. “Maybe--” he laughed “--maybe get you that ring I think you’re owed now, huh?” His laughter multiplied. The sound rang out not to tease, not to belittle, but to proclaim his utter joy. It was still so mindbogglingly delightful, to think that they were promised to each other now. Kent had Jigen, and Jigen had Kent. The world felt as if it had finally aligned. Every color felt a little more vibrant. Every moment just a little more terrific.

After a while Kent finally had Jigen all cleaned up and he quickly tossed the paper towels in his wastebasket. It was then that he realized what a mess they’d made of the office. Kent stood up and surveyed the chaos with a pensive, mildly perturbed grunt. “We... I don’t want to handle this right now.” Kent snorted. “I guess that’s the thing about fantasies, huh? Never have to... Clean up afterward. Hm.” He sufficed in picking up his nametag and tossing it among the crumpled papers they’d crushed under their weight.

“You want me to drive you?” Kent turned back to Jigen and grinned. “To the station, I mean. Something tells me you’re in no condition to walk right now.”

[mushroommonarchypeach]

Halloween Waits For No One!

Closed thread with @tcthinecwnself

Peach was outside having a tea party with Toadsworth when it happened. The first chilly wind of autumn! “Heavens, the holidays will be upon us before you know it! I hope we have everything prepared.” Cried Toadsworth, quickly bringing his piping hot tea to his lips.

“Indeed, and I believe I know just who to reach out to, to ensure we have everything we need!” Peach stood, finishing off her cup of tea and taking a slice of cake on the go back to her chambers. She pulled out her stationary kit and began to write a letter to a man who ruled a kingdom of perpetual autumn, who adored the biggest holiday of the autumn months, Halloween. The kingdom was Halloween Land, and the letter was to go right to its benevolent king, Jack Skellington.

“Dear His Royal Highness Jack Skellington,

I hope this letter finds you and your kingdom well. My name is Peach Toadstool, and I rule over the Mushroom Kingdom. Autumn is approaching my lands quickly, and the people here are rushing to finish preparations for our various fall time festivals and events. However, we lack some things we may need, and I’m hoping to meet you at your earliest convenience to speak more about this matter. My people have an abundance of crops that I would happily trade for the items we require. Please write back as soon as you are able.

Wishing you well,

Princess Peach Toadstool of the Mushroom Kingdom

[jr-sleuth]

& ( @tcthinecwnself​ ) cont. from here. 

            “If you’re so nimble, then I’m sure you could get the bullet lodged between the floorboards beneath your desk ---- without demolishing your chemistry set entirely!”

             Olivia leaned forward, pointing across the room and beneath the desk where Basil’s beloved chemistry set stood. For her, dislodging the bullet would barely require her to crawl beneath the desk without even hitting the top and using her small fingers to easily wiggle the bullet loose. However, she doubted it would be so easy for someone three times her size as Basil was. 

[1-800-for-evil]

surprise starter for @tcthinecwnself​

“Dice! There you are. I’ve been looking all over for you! Where have you been!?”

He tapped his foot impatiently. The look on his face is sour, but he at least doesn’t seem angry. Not yet.