castrum-sepulcri-burgum:

breviloquentbauhinia:

castrum-sepulcri-burgum:

breviloquentbauhinia:

*Tiny little chuckle.* A kip is a nap, love.

… Think making it an actual chart is taking it a bit far, though. But our tent is there if you’re all drowsy. Which you are.

.. Ahh, Br-British slang, right? -hums-

Pff, you know wh-what I mean… Not a legitimate chart… And yes, tent w-would be lovely…

Alriiight. *Nuzz! And off he goes, leading him with a loose little handhold. Outsiiide! In the middle of the night. A little chilly but decent enough and he can deal.*

What’s our snack situation in there, anyway…

-trails behind at a decent pace, still being slightly pulled though he didn’t mind-

Ah, I th-think we have half a bag of dried mangoes, some chips aaaaand… Some w-wine. 

-a little nod, trotting up the incline- Have you brought anything?

Mm… no. Been a kid. *Snickers a little. He knows he’s been slacking in the whole snack-fetching department. That’s just his excuse.*

*You’re gonna turn the city boy into a hiker, wtf.*

… I’ll bring something next. My bad. You caught me.

shiningking:

breviloquentbauhinia:

shiningking:

I PAY TRIBUTE TO THE XIONGNU AND AM WORTHLESS AND PATHETIC BUT I LOVE ALL OF MY SIBLINGS WHAT DO I DO I’M GOING TO DIE OFF ONE OF THESE DAYS HOW CAN THEY POSSIBLY LIVE WITHOUT ME OH HEAVEN KNOWS HOW LONG THIS DYNASTY WILL LAST BUT I HOPE IT LASTS FOREVER

It’s okay.

When the whole dynastic thing ends, I take over.

/protip Leon is an ass

…

/hands handkerchief

Not if I can help it.

-blows nose into hanky-

-throws back-

*Throws back!! Because ew.*

Don’t worry. You can’t.

castrum-sepulcri-burgum:

breviloquentbauhinia:

castrum-sepulcri-burgum:

breviloquentbauhinia:

你困不…?

You’re tired, aren’t you.

List later. Have a kip or something. Anon interrupted our record for continuous nights spent cuddling. We’re reset back to day one, huh.

A… A k-kip? -raises an eyebrow, rubbing one of his eyes- Make a chart of how many days falling asleep together…

*Tiny little chuckle.* A kip is a nap, love.

… Think making it an actual chart is taking it a bit far, though. But our tent is there if you’re all drowsy. Which you are.

.. Ahh, Br-British slang, right? -hums-

Pff, you know wh-what I mean… Not a legitimate chart… And yes, tent w-would be lovely…

Alriiight. *Nuzz! And off he goes, leading him with a loose little handhold. Outsiiide! In the middle of the night. A little chilly but decent enough and he can deal.*

What’s our snack situation in there, anyway…

shiningking:

I PAY TRIBUTE TO THE XIONGNU AND AM WORTHLESS AND PATHETIC BUT I LOVE ALL OF MY SIBLINGS WHAT DO I DO I’M GOING TO DIE OFF ONE OF THESE DAYS HOW CAN THEY POSSIBLY LIVE WITHOUT ME OH HEAVEN KNOWS HOW LONG THIS DYNASTY WILL LAST BUT I HOPE IT LASTS FOREVER

It’s okay.

When the whole dynastic thing ends, I take over.

/protip Leon is an ass

…

/hands handkerchief

castrum-sepulcri-burgum:

breviloquentbauhinia:

castrum-sepulcri-burgum:

breviloquentbauhinia:

Pff. *Leans back a little, knocking against Carlino’s forehead with his knuckles.* Goof. Saying it like one, it wasn’t my idea, two, you’d have to convince me. Neither are true. 

We’ll just add it to the list of daft fun things, yeah?

We r-really need to make a solid list of things w-we need to do. -another nod, yawning quietly-

Mhm, mhm…

你困不…?

You’re tired, aren’t you.

List later. Have a kip or something. Anon interrupted our record for continuous nights spent cuddling. We’re reset back to day one, huh.

A… A k-kip? -raises an eyebrow, rubbing one of his eyes- Make a chart of how many days falling asleep together…

*Tiny little chuckle.* A kip is a nap, love.

… Think making it an actual chart is taking it a bit far, though. But our tent is there if you’re all drowsy. Which you are.

castrum-sepulcri-burgum:

breviloquentbauhinia:

castrum-sepulcri-burgum:

breviloquentbauhinia:

Hey, you don’t know. Maybe I have a knack. You don’t know ‘til you let me try, right. 

*aka he’ll nag at you until you either show actual distaste or agree.*

… I reckon that’ll just end in a playfight. So be it?

… Mhm. I w-wanna do thissssss. -grins, nodding- Playfight or not.

Pff. *Leans back a little, knocking against Carlino’s forehead with his knuckles.* Goof. Saying it like one, it wasn’t my idea, two, you’d have to convince me. Neither are true. 

We’ll just add it to the list of daft fun things, yeah?

We r-really need to make a solid list of things w-we need to do. -another nod, yawning quietly-

Mhm, mhm…

你困不…?

You’re tired, aren’t you.

List later. Have a kip or something. Anon interrupted our record for continuous nights spent cuddling. We’re reset back to day one, huh.

castrum-sepulcri-burgum:

breviloquentbauhinia:

castrum-sepulcri-burgum:

breviloquentbauhinia:

Are you really jealous. … What if we did like, a light greenish blue on you, to match. We can just dick around with it one day. Even if it ends up looking weird.

It’d be fun and stuff, right. I won’t blackmail you, promise.

… I l-look like a tool with makeup on. -laughs- But ah… It’d be fun! We sh-should do it for sure! Just a day with a bunch of makeup for fun.

Hey, you don’t know. Maybe I have a knack. You don’t know ‘til you let me try, right. 

*aka he’ll nag at you until you either show actual distaste or agree.*

… I reckon that’ll just end in a playfight. So be it?

… Mhm. I w-wanna do thissssss. -grins, nodding- Playfight or not.

Pff. *Leans back a little, knocking against Carlino’s forehead with his knuckles.* Goof. Saying it like one, it wasn’t my idea, two, you’d have to convince me. Neither are true. 

We’ll just add it to the list of daft fun things, yeah?