#tencbris

[crossxskulled]

"Psst. It's not a problem. It's a gift."

[crossxskulled]

"To be fair, that stranger is not wrong, you really are cute." (will she ever stop teasing? nah)

[crossxskulled]

Kiss + 16 because surprise Cam is being hella kind

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For a day that pissed him off so much, she always had a remedy readily prepped in order to combat that. Where words failed to work did the realm of action find a special magic all of it’s own in order to close that distance. In this case quite literally. Here they were tucked away at one of the lavish couches of her home as she began to graze those warm lips across his face. It was a small series of kisses, ones that dashed away the anger, ones that dashed away the annoyance. For Ryuji it was a miniature heaven that made even his frustrated sighs melt down to content hums.

“Damn it Camilla..” Despite the way he says these words, the smile could be both seen and heard. Pleasurable bursts of delight bolted underneath his skin while he gets to bask in her sweet scent. Leaning back against those plush cushions allowed him to take the direct volley as she contently kisses all over his face. One of his hands had already reached out for her, brushing along fabric and skin as one of his arms come around to support her back. Those hues of the delinquent signed with mischievous intent as he found himself getting better amazingly quick.

She always did have a style of burning away the worst of the emotions within an instant. All of that stuff could be handled when his mind was revitalized. At this moment however?

If that mission was to put a helluva smile on his face? It was a mission accomplished. “I ain’t taking some spoiling like that without a helluva fight.” That declaration would be proved with his words as he’s the one to advance this time, eagerly getting that distance between them closed as he draws her into a full on kiss. He ached for that sweet taste once again the press was firm, the desire was strong and their ensured that hiding it was the last thing they did. Pulling her body close allowed their chest to meet, allowing them to mesh together as his fingers clench at the back of her blouse. A low hum of approval eases from his lips while he aims to flip this comfort session entirely on it’s head.

Any troubles she carried in mind were about to be melted away as well.

16. to comfort them.

[crossxskulled]

"Since I'm not familiar with slang, I would very much like to know what coochie means~" (she's evil)

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”FOOD FROM A FOREIGN LAND.”

“LOOK, JUST TRUST ME ON THIS ONE!”

[crossxskulled]

"Don't worry, it's normal for a boy your age to like butt posts. It's inevitable."

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He nearly shoved his thumb through his phone’s touch screen at hearing that. Within no time at all he stiffened up with the crooked finesse of a tree branch as his head turns, caught by that feminine tone and knowing damn well who it was. Camilla! The very girl who manages to awe him, confuse but overall show to be a joy around as they spent their share of time together. Had she been looking at his phone while he was busy browsing through stuff!? Glancing between her and the mobile device, the temptation to hide it was half successful as he squints in her general direction.

It was... okay? Was this some sort of joke to make him get his guard down?

At the same time that was equally hard to consider with her. She was incredibly easygoing to personal interest that didn’t introduce a form of harm to anyone. “You.. really think so? You ain’t just saying that to say that?”

”Y’know how effin’ surprising it is to hear that in this day and age? I still think I’m dreaming here. That’s just the level of surprising!”

[dawnblxde]

comforts them.

@tencbris

The King felt the woman’s hand on his shoulder, then his attention turned towards her and he smiled for the current time being. “Thank you. For simply being here. It helps.”

[adulescensimitor]

@tencbris ||continued from here||

“Of course, Lady Camilla. Fear not! I shall turn all of my dark power towards masking your affairs from prying eyes. The labyrinthine bend of fate shall answer my call and cloud the eyes and minds of those who would have need of-”

Perhaps sensing her rising irritation, the dark mage cut himself off after a glance and cleared his throat.

“Ahem. I mean. Yes. I’ll make sure no one notices. Will you be taking Sele- I mean, will your retainers be going with you?”

[cadcnce-archived]

@tencbris || continued from here

The rain doesn’t carry as dark of a connotation with the swordsman as it would those who were chained to this nation. Wylan was anything but, having gone awol as a cavalier in training at a young age. The tumultuous feelings of rebellion and uncertainty came to a boil rather quickly for him, leading to his departure for other lands such as Cyrkensia.

For him the rain had always been a return to level; it was a metaphorical wash of his more metaphorical canvas and a reminder that there’s not a whole lot of things that are permanent in this world. Perhaps the rule of the king. But not much else. And even that may be proven to be fleeting.

Green eyes gaze out into the distance as the weather beyond the safety of shelter goes about its work. The cool air wafting back through the windows brings a few goosebumps to his skin and he gives a harsh breath of air as he considers the princess’s comment, turning to regard her.

“Hmm. I get the feeling it’s not because you’re worried about what the weather does to your hair.”