castrum-sepulcri-burgum:

breviloquentbauhinia:

 

“No… not too much. Just a little. It might get a little on my nerves.” Of course, this was said in the most honey-sweet of voices, kind to the point of teasing, but probably sincere all the same. You really had to guess, unless you were Carlino and knew him well enough. 

It was hard to settle what with the prickling rain against his skin, cold and ticklish, and whenever Leon tried to lay down properly, the feeling made him squirm far too much and this was not a position in which to squirm. Eventually he could find no other way to solve this issue and sat up. Part of him knew he should still be embarrassed, but the burning shame did not come, not when this man with whom Leon was so comfortable was the only observer. 

He was far too preoccupied with feeling clean and less sweaty, besides.

“… Exactly how tired are you. Like just hypothetically speaking and stuff.”

“Mm, well…” He chewed on his lip, tilting his head up to the sky and opening his mouth to catch the rain. As much of this kind of weather he experienced each year, there was still something lovely about sharing a downpour with someone- especially an after sex downpour with your boyfriend on the cutest island in all of fucking fuck. He was tired, yes, terribly so but at the same time, he was more than willing to stay up if Leon was in the mood to.

“I am rather ti-tired but not too to tired! Why do you ask?” He murmured, repeating it again and with a louder voice when he realized the rain drowned him out.

Leon shifted slightly, and would have the decency to look slightly embarrassed if he were anyone else. Perhaps there had been something lovely and prying in Carlino’s tone, or perhaps Leon had simply expected it and therefore imagined it.

“Well I was thinking, like. If you’re not totally exhausted we might go down to the beach or something.” … Rather underwhelming in comparison to what had just wandered into his mind. But the seawater was bound to be warmer than the rain, and who ever said these boys were sensible enough not to go swimming in the middle of the night?

… Laying back down on his boyfriend’s chest didn’t make the choice all that easy or anything, though. Swims or snugs. His heart was torn.

castrum-sepulcri-burgum:

probablykilledbyhercules:

exmunicipalisvincit:

paralianprince:

One time, Wy punched me in th’ face.

It was mint.

Get in loser, we’re going painting.

Why should Sweden get to stomp around like a giant, while the rest of us try not to get smushed under his big feet?

What’s so great about Sweden? Hm? I’m just as strong as Sweden. I’m just as smart as Sweden. People totally like me just as much as they like Sweden.

And when did it become okay for one person to be the boss of everybody, huh? Because that’s not what Scandinavia is about!

WE SHOULD TOTALLY JUST STAB SWEDEN!

Feliciano, I’m sorry I la-laughed at you that time you got diarrhea at Barnes & Nobles. An-and I’m sorry for telling everyone about it. And I’m sorry for re-repeating it now.

China, stop trying to make Communism happen.

It’s not going to happen.

funnyhetaliastuff:

Cooking is very serious business.

Source

source

thepeasanthotline:

someone serenade me to sleep w/the beatles

leon

leon, serenade me to sleep

yeah I’ll tell you something,

I think you’ll understand

when I say that something:

I want to hold your haaaand

I wanna hold your haaa-aaa-aaand

I wanna hold your haaand.

/tucks u in

guess who plots w people but then procrastinates hardcore on the starters she promised yep its me

WRITIN THE ONE ON SEA AND THEN WRITING THE ONE I OWE OVER HERE

IM DOING THE THING IM SORRY I DIDNT DO IT SOONER

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makeablogtherestheearth:

*America voice* HEYYYY YOU GUYS

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qian-xun:

breviloquentbauhinia:

 

OH MY GOD LIKE SERIOUSLY THAT’S THE LAST THING I EXPECTED.

Auntie 姐姐 you are seriously so drunk. You’re drunk on birds. That makes, like… like all of us, pretty much.

At some point.

Can we not do the thing with the birds. They might make me sick.

If I get sick you’re taking care of me because it’ll be your fault.

qian-xun:

breviloquentbauhinia:

qian-xun:

 

But it was one of those wild birds, are you sure those even taste good?
When I got home I accidentally set it loose in my apartment so maybe it’s still hiding somewhere.

… I swear to you though, if you want to fry it that much, I can get it back. See? Totally on the same side!

When I can buy something better just to get rid of my pocket change, like, no thanks.

In a world where a company can turn a profit on impossibly cheap food what makes you think I’d ever make anything from scratch.

In all seriousness, you should let it out maybe. Eventually. Birds have to crap a lot to stay light enough to fly, so, like, maybe get on catching him eventually.

You have a good point like always, but—

I’m sorry; I had the chance to act like a nomad so I jumped on it!
… Is it too late to let it out yet. It’s still breathing. Maybe.

But, hey! The good thing is: it didn’t have a chance to take a shit in my house so at least we’re clear in that venue!

OH MY GOD LIKE SERIOUSLY THAT’S THE LAST THING I EXPECTED.

qian-xun:

breviloquentbauhinia:

qian-xun:

Gooooood evening— morning? Afternoon? Whatever.

I went to the park today and a bird nested in my hair, and I didn’t find out about it until I finally got home. Goodness gracious.

… And you didn’t bring it home for me to fry up.

I thought we were on the same side, here.

But it was one of those wild birds, are you sure those even taste good?
When I got home I accidentally set it loose in my apartment so maybe it’s still hiding somewhere.

… I swear to you though, if you want to fry it that much, I can get it back. See? Totally on the same side!

When I can buy something better just to get rid of my pocket change, like, no thanks.

In a world where a company can turn a profit on impossibly cheap food what makes you think I’d ever make anything from scratch.

In all seriousness, you should let it out maybe. Eventually. Birds have to crap a lot to stay light enough to fly, so, like, maybe get on catching him eventually.