#v-esrever

[unwcvering]

so, my boyfriend is as bad as me about keeping birthday gifts a secret and he commissioned @stindaan / @v-esrever for my birthday (which isn’t until dec. 1st) and he already sent it to me - I CANNOT BELIEB 

everything about this is precious, stace !! i love it so much. bryce kicking snowskander’s head and poor waver crying... and me just panicking. THIS IS ADORABLE BBY I LOVE YOU <3333 

[porcelainghosts]

@v-esrever​ | continued from x ;;

【ＭＳＧ】: i can’t believe you said ‘nya’ in this the year of our lord 2017 【ＭＳＧ】: i can’t even focus on the rabbits now 【ＭＳＧ】: you furry monster

[asdecarreau-blog1]

@v-esrever ❤️’d for a starter

       “Carry these, will you?”

       It was nonchalant, a hand holding a bunch of shopping bags extending to the other. Had Tsukiyama been with his servants there would be no need for such menial tasks, but at least Esrever was cooperative enough to fill that role. For the most part, considering. “Try not to nose through them,” he warned, an uncharacteristic playfulness in his voice directed toward him, a smirk tugging his lips, “You’ll ruin the surprise.”

[sofficecuore-a-blog]

@v-esrever ❤’d for a starter

       Seeing a new face wasn’t uncommon in the bar. Many patrons dropped by for a quick drink and a little conversation then they were on their way, but there was something peculiar about the man seated before him. He… uhm, to put it politely -- He stood out a lot more than the other people Corteo had seen throughout the night. There was a certain flare about him that plucked at his nerves, drawing up a wary feeling whenever something new popped out of his mouth. He wasn’t troublesome… J-Just… odd.

       After refilling his glass, Corteo gave a small smile, for politeness’ sake before busying himself behind the bar. “You mustn’t be from ‘round here, huh?” It was the first thing he had managed to wiggle into the conversation for a while. Most of the time he wouldn’t have minded, preferring to be a listener than the talker, but it made him wonder if the stranger ever took a breath.

[unwcvering]

@v-esrever ❤︎’d for a starter !!

       “I will need to see some identification for that purchase.”

       To think, people bought such unrefined books. A waste of ink and paper, honestly. Whether it was for pleasure or sheer curiosity, Waver cared little for the contents beyond the cover and its filthy title, deeming it nothing more than bargain bin material. Though in actuality it was, judging by the marked down price sticker on the plastic casing. He should be a little pleased it was a sale for the store, and that the book wouldn’t end up collecting dust along with the other forgotten literature that never managed to make it into the hands of a reader. Still, if he had his choice over what was being ordered to stock shelves, he wouldn’t be selling this smut.

       Tucking a rouge strand of dark hair, he deadpanned, losing patience the longer he had to wait for the customer to retrieve an ID. In all honesty, if they couldn’t procure anything to prove their age he would have just let him have it. At least he wouldn’t have to see the book ever again.