Tai.

My heart is a place with no native tongue MY HEAD IS A PLACE WITH NO REST

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faeryliights:

Jasper leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss to Tai’s cheek. “I love you too.” His own smile was hidden by the rim of his mug, but it was apparent how happy he was with how his eyes sparkled. “Actually yes. If you’re gonna make a move on that cute little witch boy, do it. It’s the difference between a king-sized bed and a California King.”

It was strange, how warm - how close to complete the exchange of words had made his feel. It was comfortable in a way he couldn’t remember feeling, having been so long since they’d exchanged them. The mention of the witch though had everything coming to a slight halt, confusion following the blatant call out before he laughed. “I’m sorry, what?” Asked as if he genuinely needed some kind of guidance on whatever instruction had just been given.

[writingllama-deactivated2020012]

“But he had eyes like rain and hair like waves and a soul as vast and deep as the ocean, and I guess I didn’t mind drowning in him.”

— Drowning / Unrequited Love

[writingllama-deactivated2020012]

“And when it suddenly didn’t matter how bad things were as long as he was there, I knew. I knew I was deeply, truly, and eternally in love with him.”

— In Love / Unrequited Love

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soilcoveredhands:

“Relator? Oh well, if you’re willing to grovel, I won’t say no. You’re very attractive on your knees, darling.” Alistair had all but forgotten the events minutes earlier, Tai had that effect on him. 

Grin was more than evident, almost glowing at the mention of groveling. It was easy to let the world around them cease its spinning when they were together, which should have told him all he needed to know and yet it still didn’t. “And here I thought you hadn’t been given the privilege of such a wonderful sight.” Teased, ignoring the question about the realtor for as long as possible. Arm instead offered to get them moving. “Come on, let’s get going before any one else decides they want their fingers broken tonight.”

[partycardigann]

[i-hate-life-so-so-much]

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@puparegem

“That shits gonna kill you.” He was sitting on the chair in the shop like a king perched directly on his throne. Legs were lazily crossed though, growing bored of watching the show for what seemed like the thousandth time. “Just one day, big magical dick slap right to the face and I’m going to be the first one to stand in line and say I told you so.” Chided with the curve of a grin, eyes finally pulled from the window to direct attention to the familiar face. “If it turns you into some house animal or something pray you’re cute, or I’m not keeping you.”

[mingdliu-deactivated20210422]

“Whatever we didn’t say out loud- both of us knew.”

— Ming D. Liu

[stuff-i-dug-up]

Hale Appleman by Amber Asaly

[godlessgodfrey]

Lock cursed under his breath, turning away from the records he had been checking in. “No, no. You need to go.”

Couldn’t even hum in the privacy of his own damn store without drawing people in, it seemed, if the slightly dazed expression was anything to go by. “I don’t want what you’re selling, and you don’t want what I’m not offering.”

Arms folded over chest, Lock stood his ground. He wasn’t even about to apologize, even if it had technically been his fault.

[taimedown]

“Oh relax.” Tai scoffed a bit at the adamant insistence that he didn’t want anything from the other. “I had a question.” Pause, evident once over given to the siren. He’d known what it was, the magic. He’d felt it before, having been around far too long for his own good. The problem with Tai was that he’d become old enough to know better without ever caring about being young enough to care or not. 

“That did not center around your pretty boy juju magic, regardless if I’d fuck you or not.” Grinning despite himself. “I know it’s a long shot but do you have that double LP the released, only in Japan I think, Fucking...” he paused, snapping fingers. “Hendrix and The Who, I know it probably costs approximately a million dollars and a damn good blow job, but I need it, so. “

[angelacuna]

–“Jesus fuck– do ya ever shut up?”

The words were harsh, though Roman was merely annoyed. The shadow walker had never been fond of people who talked too fuckin’ much. It was like they never learned proper etiquette. Roman wasn’t much for conversation either, and the way some of the slaves droned on and on; it was enough to make him vow to never take a slave home again.

[taimedown]

“Not particularly.” The answer was clipped, but Tai was far from bothered by the gruff exterior of the man. He wasn’t the first or the last one that would play the role of Betty Bad Ass that he’d experienced. In fact, it sprouted a small grin. “I can however continue if you’d like, so you’ll have a real reason to keep bitching about it. I’m kind in that way, you know.”

[heartofahustler]

“I’ll give you one if you ask me nicely.”

Spoken about the box of European candies he was picking his way through, deft fingers plucking exactly the piece he wanted as free hand held down book to keep his page.

“I’m talking pretty please, maybe even a stuck out lower lip. Hardly the worst thing you’ve had to do in here.”

[taimedown]

He was watching from the other side of the bars as the slave took an all together different approach to the gifts he’d been given. It, like many things, amused him to no end. As a matter of fact, his laugh seemed to interrupt it all, but Hands held high like they were in almost surrender. “Ah, fuck. Sorry. That was good, though. I do appreciate your approach.”

[taimedown]

raphaelcolt:

alcohol,  the  nasty  thing  that  everyone  seemed  so  keen  on  getting.  an  acquired  taste  they  said,  but  how  anyone  got  to  acquire  the  taste  is  beyond  him—  he  really  couldn’t  get  beyond  the  first  couple  sips,  much  less  enough  to  consider  himself  able  to  get  an  acquired  taste  for  it.  calloused  hand  raises  and  flaps  the  smoke  away  from  his  senses,  gazing  down  to  the  glass  of  alcohol  and  make  up  to  the  other,  “only  assholes  huh?  guess  i’m  partially  an  asshole  then.”  yet,  he  picks  up  the  drink,  to  take  a  sip,  it  wasn’t  bad  so  he  drank  more  ;  then,  look  of  disgust,  eyes  bulging,  “do  you  have  anything  that…  that  doesn’t  taste  like  it  has  alcohol  in  it?”  it’s  all  in  playful  fun,  he’s  seen  ayda  around  him,  been  around  him  before.

“I mean, you belong to the biggest asshole I know so I can only assume some of it’s rubbed off by now.” He was candid about the attitude they’d both be well aware of at this point. Ayda was by all means his favorite asshole, or maybe if there was a less disgusting sentiment that might follow - but nonetheless home girl had an attitude that would sometimes make her difficult to love. Either way, he was grinning at the wolf, who had been stamped okay in his book the minute that he’d been claimed, probably even before that. “As a matter of fact I do, but I’m tempted to let you suffer a little bit longer.” 

[taimedown]

madexfgold:

out of everything that came rolling off his tongue, it was the nickname that prompted her to point her finger at him. “Dont call me that.” her tone was light, no tease, but there was a touch of humor behind the order. but by the time that finger had lowered, the corner of her mouth had pulled up in a smirk as attention came to where they had finally stopped. Just there, at the edge of the island, the markings of their territory. “Why are you carrying booze around at four in the morning?” still, she took the flask, never one to say no to a drink in particularly stressful times. her attention remained, though. stayed put on their barriers before she finally addressed him. “someone… has been fucking with our shit.” she wasn’t completely sure of the severity of the situation, nor the specifics - just the rough draft version. “and the last thing i need is to ignite some sort of panic from the sight of a founder poking at weakened barriers.” there was a pause then, eyes cast sideways at him. “and there’s a plant out here that gives Cain a rash, so… i want it.”

“I am always carrying booze around regardless of the time, you act like you don’t know who you’re talking to.” He smirked just slightly, a penchant for the relief that alcohol provided was one that he had never cared enough to hide, especially not from her. There was very little Ayda didn’t know, but he didn’t seem to mind. After all, they’d already proved time and time again that one would gladly bury a body for the other, which meant that well...it meant something. “Someone has been making a big fucking mistake then.” Mused, interested immediately in the foolish attempt at breaking what had been built to last. “Let me see.”  He’d taken a few steps ahead, quiet momentarily while he poked around in the magic there, looking for a trace of the intruder who dared to wish ill on the little slice of hell they’d created. “There.” He finally pointed. “Somethings there, and if you want to give king chicken lizard a rash, all you had to was ask. Dick or just general?” 

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faeryliights:

Jasper came back out of the kitchen, two mugs in his hands. “Listen, I know you, okay? I know talking about feelings any deeper than the surface makes you uncomfortable, which is why I don’t push it. But I’m gonna say something that doesn’t get said enough, clearly. I love you. I love us, I’m gonna fight tooth and nail for us. Because every time one of us get’s scared we just run. And I’m tired of running, Tai. I’m staying, and you’re staying. Because we deserve this.” He slowly handed the man his mug and nodded as if to say that was the end of the discussion. 

He didn’t know what to expect when Jasper seemed to begin the speech that he assumed would likely hurt in some form or fashion. That wasn’t quite the truth though. Instead, it was the opposite. The smile that forced its way into features betrayed him, those feelings. “I love you.” Repeated, like he was taste testing something he’d had a million times but still hadn’t gotten tired of. If you listened closely enough, it was almost as if saying it for the first time all over again. “And yes, I suppose we are both staying, then. Any other decrees you’d like to make today? It’s a good look for you.”

[taimedown]

soilcoveredhands:

A soft sigh, face tilting to lean into the gentle caress. The tension left him as soon as they were connected, as it always did. “I’m alright, he was a prick, but I’m okay. Why were you so late?”

He watched for any sign that Ali may have been lying about his current state, mental, physical or otherwise. Once satisfied that he was in fact okay, he was content to move onto the next topic. Shoulders shrugged. “Got tied up with a last minute thing, the realtor had dropped off some paperwork.” Admitted, easily - because it was the truth. “Clearly, I need to prioritize better next time, but I am more than willing to make it up to you. I’ll even grovel just a little bit.” Laughing at the last bit.