𝐀𝐋𝐖𝐀𝐘𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝑭𝑶𝑶𝑳

@moralmissions same

/  my heart is broken. i will never get over that show 

@terminalwebs 
            
            / im unwell.

/   STOP IT RIGHT NOW 

@barbaricyore  ;
            
               you  what  ?  what’d  i  do  to  deserve  you  ?

@barbaricyore     ;
            
              currently  sat  ,  gaze  facing  towards  the  city  below ,  feet  dangling  over  the  edge  ;  he  liked  it  up  here  for  more  reasons  than  one  .
              though  of  course  ;  his  boyfriend  knew
              him  more  than  anyone  . 
              breathing  a  small  laugh ,  he  sighs  .
              “  it’s  nothing  —  its  ..  mays  birthday 
                 tomorrow  and  it’s  just  -  
                  it’s  weird  ,  yknow  —“

i can see why you come here as often as you do. although, i’m quite positive you come here when your mind is occupied with something.  [ there’s a pause while he inhaled sharply, arms moving to wrap around himself. ]  what’s on your mind, my love?

@barbaricyore 
            
               oh  —  hey  ,
               . . yeah  .

@moralmissions 
            
            Such a young age.
            Rest in peace ❤️

// PLS IM SOBBING NOW THINKING OF THAT :’( 

*).     fr.   it breaks my heart 

﹙@moralmissions﹚—    some  sort  of  intro  if  you  do  multiverse?

╱     chaotic  things

/  yep yep, you already know.

@barbaricyore     ;
            
             as  the  other  clasps  at  his
            waist  the  brunette  reaches
            up  &&  slips  his  arms  around  
            the  slightly  broader  male  ,
            to  no  argument  on  his  tongue  ,
            face  tipping  into  his  hand  with
            a  small  hum  to  his  words  .  
            silently  observing  him  as  he  spoke .
            exhaling  a  mixture  of  a  sigh  and  
            a  laugh  .  “  oh  it’s  definitely  gonna
            be  a  tradition  ..  “  he  mutters  , 
            a  hand  lifting  to  thread  his  fingers
            through  his  dark  hair  .
              standing  slightly  on  his  toes  til
            he  was  level  ;  the  spiderling  sets
            his  lips  to  the  others  ;  pressing 
            up  to  draw  their  torsos  more  closely 
            flush  together  . 

the male couldn't help but watch his boyfriend figure it out, staring at him like he was the only person to ever exist in the world. which to dae, he /was/ the only one to exist in the world. well, the only one that really mattered to him. he liked watching the gears in that head of his work, even if only for the shortest amount of time. like right now, if you will! catching the way he seems to chuckle and step closer, dae doesn't hesitate to place his hands on his boyfriend's waist to keep him close, a playful smirk adorning his lips.
            “well, in the spirit of christmas, i had to get my kiss /somehow/, and this seemed like the perfect opportunity to do it. i found it in a tub, so i put it to good use.” one of his hands is moving up to peter's face then, cupping his cheek carefully. “so then, shall we gonna keep the tradition and kiss? because sweetheart, i really want to...”

@barbaricyore     ;
            
            he  blinked  ;  brows  furrowing  as
            a  dent  forms  in  between  them  .
            asking  himself  as  to  why  he  
            dragged  him  over  here  to  ask  
            that  of  all  questions  ..  shoulders
            hunched  skyward  yet  as  did  his
            dark  hues  ,  “  uh  -  i  donno
            like  nine  fe  —  oh  -  “ the  confusion 
            wipes  from  his  face  as  he  offers
            a  crooked  smile  as  the  green  like
            plant  speckled  with  red  caught  his
            eye  ,  breathing  what  seemed  to  
            be  a  chuckle  of  sorts  -  
              “  did  you  -  i  -  “  he  steps  closer
              shifting  on  his  feet  ,  gaze  shifting 
             back  to  him  .  “  you’re  -  that  was
               clever  ..  “