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[indissoluta-a]

@ulamanu || Starter from┊{ John } 

   “ I may have misspoke.       I only heard that the surfing was great -       I’ve never actually been on a board. “ 

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"A time they kissed" - Ashe :|

send “a time they kissed” for a drabble about one time our muses kissed. || accepting || @ulamanu

          She’s the one to drive him to the airport, knowing full well this is probably the last time she’ll see him. He’s stayed with her for a couple weeks as he got all the proper identification he needs to travel home to Hawaii. She can’t hide the fact that she’s a little disappointed. She’s enjoyed having him around and while she’s never had a man stay at her home before, she knows she’ll miss it and the apartment will be quiet without him.⊰ Got everything? ⊱          She won’t look at him directly, not until he’s turning to head through the gate. She grabs hold of his arm and pulls him back, standing on her toes to press a soft kiss to his lips. She lingers a moment too long before letting herself fall back on her heels, a weak smile forcing its way on her face.

⊰ If you ever find yourself in Boston… You know where to find me. ⊱           She watches as he leaves, chest tight and heart heavy and she heads home to an empty apartment that seems colder than when they had left. She can’t help the heavy sigh and how quickly she leaves the place, heading to the bar down the street that she knows will drown out the silence.          A month passes before there’s a packed bag and a ticket to Hawaii resting on her table.

[indissoluta-a]

✖ - From Skye to Sebastian

send me ✖ for a random kiss. Thigh Kiss 

Disclaimer : We’re just going to do all the kids a favor and place this under a read m o r e because I already know where it may be going.

The lights were dim, most of the illumination flickered from candle light but he didn’t even need that to find his way over the curves and outlines of her body. He knew where he was going , it’d just take some time to get there. From the tip of her nose and moving leisurely downward.Fingers, lips, tongue : each one playing their part as Sebastian moved along Skye’s determined to draw breath. He didn’t need to see her expression, he just needed to hear her. That would be enough.Carefully lifting her legs over his shoulder Sebastian hoped that even in the faint light she could see his grin as he lowered his body blowing a light breath against her leg - an obvious ploy. Once he was made comfortable the teasing continued with the mix of light breath before leaning in and pressing his lips against the skin of her thigh in a rough kiss, determined to leave a mark by it or along side the stubble of his chin. Though by the way he was kissing and the direction he was moving her thigh was not his intended target, just a destination along the way.

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A massive box was left for him. Inside, on top, a simple note in scrawling writing:

Cai, I like hats, you like hats. Maybe we can see where it goes from there. Happy birthday, Skye

(X)

This was a big box, it almost made Caiden nervous until he read the note on top and let out a light laugh. “ Maybe we can. Bonding over hats...” Cai had to take a moment to calm the laughter, even rub his cheeks from the tightness he felt from smiling. “ That’s a new one for me. I like it. Thank you, Skye. I’m going to name drink after you.” 

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The throbbing in the back of her head made it hard to concentrate, she knew exactly where she’d been left this time. She swore if she had another concussion she was going to find all of them and put a bullet in their knees. Considering what they’d done she probably would be doing that anyway. The deeper she got into her job the more she felt like one of those comic book heroes that weren’t all about not killing the enemy. Antihero wasn’t a term she’d give herself but she definitely related to it. Wandering a bit trying to remember where she parked her car she was too busy looking up at a street sign when she suddenly collapsed.