September 15 2014, 10pm


ask-johnneh-eggybert:

You giggle and kiss his nose. “That works. What movie? And dinner here or a restaurant?”

"I hear Guardians of the Galaxy is good. And we can do whatever you want for dinner, as long as I don’t have to dress up suit and tie." You kiss his cheek. "Please don’t make me dress up."

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September 15 2014, 5pm


+1 what


demonfromthepit:

"Nothin ‘cific. ‘ore wanted ta meet the people. ‘Een a few years since I’ve been ta this part o the world." he said nonchalantly. 

"Texas is no man’s land so it’s not like you have much to see here."  He waved to the woods. "Unless you’re like me and you live around places like this. It’s nice enough here."

(Source: smoothrecord)

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September 15 2014, 5pm


ask-johnneh-eggybert:

"Nuh-uh I love you more. And we should go on a date. But where?" You snuggle him and take another sip of your drink.

"Noooooo I love you most okay now shoosh."  Pouting a little,  you think the other question over. Where to? "The cliche movie-restaurant date?"

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September 14 2014, 7pm


{Royal AU} [unixnjack]


unixnjack:

Finishing his speech with a cheerful laugh, everyone in the room clapped. He felt a great pride in himself when he heard them all clap and cheer, and then he remembered. ‘He told me to go find him after this is done.' Shit, how long was he in this room for?

He waved good-bye to the Queen and walked to the entrance of the castle, exiting the doors. Now he was walking, searching for any signs of Dave. “Dave.” He called. “Dave?”

Arthur walked behind the castle and sat on a bench near the wall, blinking softly. “Goddammit, where are you?” He honestly just wanted to see his face again, all those normal color eyes were getting too old. Red eyes was all he needed to see.

Finally emerging from the niche, Dave took a deep breath. Striders are strong. That’s enough indulgence. No more tears, no more emotional outbursts. He caught sight of a cape fluttering around the corner. That only belonged to one person.

Quickly creeping closer, the red eyes glanced at the other blond, sitting on a bench. “Arthur." Nothing more than a whisper. Not harsh but smooth, mellow like a glass table under the sun. Warm almost.

Anyone walking past would have seen a boy, about eighteen, dressed in a dirtied white shirt and black pants, ruffled mess of blond hair and freckled shoulders. Indeed, many guests were vanishing as he stood there, hoping the emerald eyed man would hear him. 

(Source: smoothrecord)

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September 14 2014, 7pm


{Royal AU} [unixnjack]


unixnjack:

Arthur sniffled, standing up slowly, his body still shaking. He held himself as he walked back to the door, opening it and stepping inside, going back downstairs to the Queen, taking a seat in his throne-like seat. The Queen looked at him with a bit of concern, setting her hand on his shoulder.

"Arthur, are you—" He nodded and wiped his eyes, standing up quickly. "Attention people of the kingdom! I am the Queen’s right-hand man, Arthur Kirkland. She has asked me to say a speech, and so I shall." Everyone paused and looked at him, blinking in awe.

Arthur tried his hardest to say his speech without any trouble, making hand movements to indicate most things. He smiled half-way through his speech, laughing with enthusiasm as he began to approach the end of his speech.

As it turns out he did jump over the wall. And clutched to the vines growing up it like a squirrel. Slowly and quietly, he slipped his way down and dropped to the grounds of the garden again, sneaking closer to the ballroom and catching little snippets of the speech.

He’s laughing." He whispered to himself, backing away and clutching his shirt again. And then he fled, out to the little niches in the wall, hiding behind a curtain and trying to control himself. He wasn’t exactly emotionally stable of course and now, he simply didn’t know. The laugh just pushed him somewhere strange, a new place.

He laughed." And then he realized why he was so shaky. That laugh imitated his brother’s. Dirk. When he was talking about robots or metal and so excited, he laughed like that. Oh god it hurts. 

(Source: smoothrecord)

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September 14 2014, 5pm


castorsdollfetish:

DONT EVER GET A CARTILAGE AT CLAIRES BECAUSE THAT IS SO DANGEROUS. They use a gun and that’s not safe since it can shatter your cartilage Σ(・□・;)

I know that. Anyways I want to get one later, maybe when I’m like 17 and in college or something.

(Source: smoothrecord)

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