#varyaschmidt

[landonpratts-blog]

we’re alone now, you could kiss me.

send my muse “we’re alone now, you could kiss me.” for their reaction.

Landon’s otherwise devilishly wicked face drew blank for some seconds, it wasn’t often he was caught of guard or needed time to process anyone’s words, usually he was a loaded canon about to fire at any given moment. He had never been any different with girls, placing his hands onto their bodies and his lips to theirs, it was something he did so often he’d mastered the skill in epic timing. But something about Varya changed him, no matter how reckless he was -- or how bad he wanted to kiss her he found himself being cautious and cool. It was something that frightened him as he never experienced this kind of emotion with anyone else and yet when her sweet voice rang trough his ears he felt himself freeze in a formation of panic and terror. 

He shrugged turning around so that he could give his face time to recover from the shock. “Are you saying you wouldn’t wanna’ kiss me in front of all them?” he asked looking over his shoulder and gesturing his thumb to the town. He grinned while facing Varya again and tugged anxiously at the ends of his hoodie before leaning down to her height. “I’ve never been this short before - its weird” he declared before delicately pressing his lips to the shorter girl. He felt something inside him jolt like the breaks of a car before a red light and placed his idle hands on her hips before pulling out of the kiss. “We’re gonna need some kinda’ step ladder if we’re to do that again.”

[blanchereinc-blog]

Would Bang [ from Varya, Arthur, Oswald, Dimitri, Peter, Beau ✨ ]

“Surely you’re joking I mean we’ve never even talked!” @Beau 

“Oh, c’mon Varya.. We’ve talked what maybe once? Plus I don’t think I’m you’re type.. I mean not in a bad way just people like you don’t talk to people like me.” @varyaschmidt

“Okay, you’re taking the joking to far now, Oswald. Cuddling was okay but, I didn’t really take that serious either.” @ozwcld

“I don’t even know who you are so surely someone put you up to this.” @pters

“Yet, another person I don’t know.. Okay seriously, who paid you guys to do this.. You guys can seriously mess someone up..” @dimitrisprios

[luciusharper-blog]

‡ ; for oswald? lol

send ‡ for my muse’s reaction to yours climbing into bed with them.

“Wait wait wait, I was kidding wait!” Lucius fought to pull the duvet over his head before Oz bounded into the bed after him. He didn’t make it in time, though, despite his newer reflexes. He slumped immediately, defeated, as Oz curled up around him. He was so warm whereas Lucius was always dead cold. He lie stiff as a board as he stared up at his ceiling in disbelief.  He’d mentioned in passing that he missed the times he used to crawl into Oz’s bed when he first moved in with the Harpers. How he used to have nightmares that he would be forced to move again so soon. That somehow, a scrappy little kid managed to make him feel more protected as opposed to an older brother. He must have been getting too sentimental because now he had to deal with a full grown Oswald in his bed and a very angry Beelzebub because Oz stole his spot. “You’re the weirdest brother, ever,” he said fondly.

[blanchereinc-blog]

‡ ; from oswald

Blanche relaxed in bed her windows open and fans on, it was finally getting nice outside to where she could do so, she popped in a movie and made herself some popcorn, after finishing the movie she sat the finished popcorn bag on the ground for her to throw away in the morning and turned the tv to a random station for back ground noise she hated having it to quiet so being able to leave her window open was a plus, she laid under a light blanket since it was hotter outside she turned on her side and turned the light off and started to dose off but, as she started to dose she heard her door creak open slightly and a larger figure lay behind her in bed and scoot under the blankets with her, she turned over and saw it was Oswald, “I hope you know this mean you have to cuddle with me..” She joked with a smile.

[landonpratts-blog]

💭

Send “💭” for my characters thoughts on yours.

Landon doesn’t know how he’s supposed to feel about Varya on one hand she is the most adventurous and entertaining person he has ever met -- but on the other hand she’s tight with the Chat’s and that makes him concerned that she’ll end up cutting ties on their somewhat friendship if one of the Chat’s ask her too. He’s very intrigued by her, what she stands for, what she’s into, why she is the way she is and he’s never actually cared that much about another person to know more about their name before. He enjoys the time they spend together, she doesn’t drive him as insane as he initially thought she would plus he likes how she doesn’t seem to judge him or care that he’s a Pratt. If he was the type to have feelings -- which he doesn’t he would feel happier in her presence and he’s not saying shit right now that indicates that he does (he totally does) -- he also likes her eye colour but again he’s not saying shit.

[toulousechat-blog]

☼ for arthur and his sis :)

Arthur 

Pushing the boy from his couch, shaking him by the shoulder, Toulouse tried to wake Arthur. The two had been watching a movie the night before, falling asleep passed out on the couch as their movie marathon ran too long. Tou didn’t know who had passed out on the other’s shoulder first, him or the brunette, but the two had comfortably fallen asleep, snoring and drooling on each other. “Get up Arthur. We missed it. Jason Bourne saved the world and we fucking missed it.”

Varya 

Groaning, Toulouse rolled over, his arm knocking into Varya’s side. Ugh, he’d forgotten that she’d crawled into his bed the night before, some nightmare waking her and sending her scurrying for the safety of the older brother. His arms wrapping around his foster sister’s small frame, pulling her into his chest. Tou’s lips pressed to the top of her head, the blonde closing his eyes and drifting back to sleep. Varya’s hair smelled like strawberries. Since when did they own strawberry scented shampoo? Toulouse sighed, holding Varya close. As long as he was her big brother, nothing was going to harm her.

[charming-wolfprince]

☼ cause why noooooot

It had been a long night at the Den with Peter and Varya. She wanted to call an uber but Peter never trusted those dang people so he offered to take her back to his place and she could sleep in his bed. As for him, he would sleep on the couch in his room. When the sun rised he was the first to wake up and went over to his friend. Gently shaking her he whispered, “Hey I made you some breakfast if you want some.”