Mini Hiatus Continues

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{{ I’ve just been very tired and easily distracted by pain these last few days. As soon as I’m able to actually focus and being in the writing position stops making my shoulder aches, I’ll be back on all my blogs. This just sucked and the timing was painfully stupid. As my life so often is >_< I really miss writing with you guys. }}

Wrong Number is Gay

singinghands:

syx-blue:

[TXT] I’m not one of anything! I’m one of a kind!

[TXT] okay maybe not totally anymore but no one is as fucking sick ass as me. Im a magical glitter phenomenon!!!

[TXT] omg he’s an adorable lazy noodle

[Text] Sure sees like it!

[Text] 😂

[Text] Isn’t he???

[TEXT: Im not lying about the glitter, I can prove it ]

[TEXT: I’ve never had a snake he looks awesome ]

teenage-and-blue:

syx-blue:

Bell looked between Lucy and the bike, “Well fine then! But it’s not nearly as fun to walk.”

She pouted a bit, having been looking forward to showing off her bike first, but the excitement of seeing this hover bike negated a lot of that. Not wanting to leave her bike out in the open for what now was seeming to turn into more of a thing than the smash and grab that had been the original plan for the day, Bell wheeled her bike around. Planning to park it in Lucy’s garage. 

“Alright! Reveal this mystery onto me!“

It’s with a wide grin that Lucy holds a hand up. “Give me a minute, okay?” She had to get things ready for that, make sure revealing her own bike was pulled off the way she wanted.

“It won’t be long, promise.” Opening one of the doors for Bell to drive her bike in wouldn’t take very long, and once it’s done Lucy’s already hurrying to make sure the lights are off.

❝Okay, okay, oh K-aye,❞ Bell huffed, bouncing on her toes, anticipation building, ❝But I’m expecting something Awe-mazing!❞

She stopped and waited as told knowing full well how important presentation was. Timing and location was everything and she wanted the full experience. Still, she was far too full of energy to stand still, swaying on her feet as she scanned the darkness for the sign that the reveal was coming.

Lewd Tattoo

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syx-blue:

“Oh. My. God.” Bell groaned in frustration slapping her own cheeks, “I don’t know where to even go with this anymore.”

The blue woman, sagged in defeat, “Yeah, yeah… it’s the biggest tattoo I’ve ever got and it hurt like a bitch, but I figured it’d all be worth it in the end,” she glared sullenly at the man who was endlessly thwarting her fun, “But some people are impossible.”

Her frustration prompts a look of sympathy, one that Ulric doesn’t hide in time from being seen. But that sullen glare has him trying to keep from laughing. “Mira says the same thing.” Not in the same tone, obviously, but it was still familiar.

Bell huffed again, arms crossed, ❝Then I should go show her, she’d prolly appreciate it!❞