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--- -- outofsarcasm: I feel like a paper boy. Happy Late Mun-Day.

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   —- — Their relationship hadn’t always been easy, no. Life had a tendency to throw one curve ball after another towards the pair yet they could over come just about any obstacle. Dimitri was incredibly stubborn when it came down to it, however, the one thing he was not expecting was to fall under this spacer’s spell. Yet here they were, tangled up in a mess of frantic limbs and heated breaths a top a comfy bed. The new couple hadn’t the chance to be alone ever since Dimitri confessed his feelings aboard that ship that sailed through space on a voyage a few months back. Jim surprised him in more ways then one that evening and it warmed the post con-man’s very soul that his love was returned.

     The male hissed slightly at the smaller hand tugging at his auburn locks and shifted a bit to aid his partner in the removal of his vest. Hawkin’s ocean blue’s were much darker now and seemed to be fogged over with desire, exhaling a shaky breath while working at the buttons of Dimitri’s shirt next. “I’m…I’m not going to be the only one half naked right now…” He flashed a smirk that caused the man above him to chuckle a bit before suddenly clashing his lips onto the other’s roughly.  Jim released a noise that became muffled and opened his mouth wider to accept the tongue that now melded with his own; pushing that shirt off Dimitri’s shoulders and throwing it to the side only to roam his barren backside.

                  His mind was becoming clouded over with want for his spacer and Dimitri was forced away from their lip lock only to trail wet, sloppy kisses down the side of Jim’s neck. He stopped just above his shoulder and gave it a sharp bite while grinding his hips down onto his lover’s. There was no stopping things at this rate as the two became lost in a sea of passion. The man then grasped a hold of one of Jim’s hand only to pin it against the pillows — lacing their fingers together and lowering his mouth to rest beside the male’s ear. His voice husky and warm against that lobe that held a single, golden earring.

                        “I want you, Jim Hawkins…it has to be you.”

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✪ - a kiss on the forehead

♧ - a kiss on the cheek

ϟ - a kiss on the neck

✈ - a kiss on the hand

♞ - a kiss on the lips

☮ - a kiss on the […]

--- -- ❝Why not?❞

Send me a symbol!

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--- -- ❝I will never get used to you.❞

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You were the boy, weren’t you—the servant boy who got us out? You saved her life and mine, then you restored her to me. Yet, you want no reward. Not anymore.

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        I ｓｐｉｌｌｅｄ a bottle. The carpet was ѕoαĸed and it ϝσɾҽʋҽɾ ʂɱҽʅʅҽԃ σϝ ρҽρρҽɾɱιɳƚ

                                                         Indie Anastasia Romanov.

                                                                    Not Disney

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                                                                                   Art credit x 

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Anya wake up!

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outofsarcasm; Happy Man, er, Mun-Day. |D

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【outofsarcasm; Oh hey there, foxy lady. -Waggles eyebrows.- HUUUURR.】

outofcosmos [ happy munday! here, have a photo of me with a naked lady! 8D ]

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    "The last name is Sudayev and before you start poking fun at it, it's not as strange as half the things you call here. Oh and another thing--" He pointed towards the rambunctious teen before his eyes widened at the hovering contraption. His mouth resembled that of a gaping fish and he was forced to take a step back. "Are you serious, Jim? You want me to get back on that thing after our last graceful landing...?" Dimitri arched a thickened brow and peered past the boy at the oh so safe looking dock.

   "And that peer just instills me with all kinds of relief." He was quick with his sarcasm and came to exhale a breath of defeat. There was no way around this whole thing. Dimitri had come to realize this about this crazed spacer. "Whatever...just fly a little bit better this time, kid." The man then cautiously made his way over to board, awkwardly stepping up behind the male and gripping onto the metal bar that surrounded the sail. He managed to get himself comfortable and rolled his shoulders back a few times to loosen up his tensed muscles.

        "Ready when you are."

S A I L ! || Dimitri & Jim

His boots hesitated at the threshold when he heard the call from upstairs. Sighing, he turned to explain the rush when he discovered the ex-con man standing directly behind him. He peered up at his friend with a sour expression. The guy nearly collided into him. Quickly turning the knob, Jim stepped backwards into the cool night air and beckoned for Dimitri to follow. He grabbed hold of his solar surfer and tucked it under his arm as they walked. The boy was already snickering with the idea of having brought another human up here. His mother would have a fit if she knew where his ‘teacher’ was actually from— but hey, she had dealt with plenty of Jim’s surprises before. Surely she could withstand another; and yeah, he’d get around to telling her the truth one day, in the future, where he should be. He was taking a risk riding this year so close to the holidays. If he didn’t watch it, he might run into himself coming home on break and cause a whole lot of trouble.    He winced at the thought while hopping down the patio steps. This wouldn’t be an easy thing to explain to himself two years prior. “C’mon already! Fine, we’ve got all night, but I don’t feel like spending it at home. Since you love my mom so much, I’ll bring you back later. So don’t worry, Mr. Dimitri.” After a pause, he added, “-what is your last name anyway?” I should have checked his wallet for an ID, he thought to himself.    Jim jerked his head towards the dock, a smug smirk causing a dimple in his cheek. Out on the cliff lay a long pier that stretched out into the middle of the canyon. It was sturdy, but it really stuck out there. He hoped it wouldn’t make Dimitri feel too uncomfortable. Nah, who’re we kidding?    He was betting on it.    Now that his hunger was satisfied, he felt full of energy and nearly jogged down the slope towards the rest of their evening. He beamed up at Crescentia as it returned the favor in moonshine. He was determined to show Dimitri everything and he knew exactly where to begin. As soon as his sole hit the first board of the landing pier, he twisted around and watched the other with aquamarine encrusted eyes. He stared, perhaps a beat too long, and set the board down. One tap of his boot was all it took and a sunfish sail popped out to glisten beneath the white light of the space harbor. He stepped on and took hold of the support bar.   “Alright, get on.”

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Musical Numbers in Anastasia

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where did you goooooo

【I’m afraid I had to take an unannounced hiatus for awhile. I do apologize for disappearing without a warning and I understand if my previous threas were dropped. Either way, I’m going to try and be a bit more active with this blog.】

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   Dimitri was snapped out of his slumber by a loud cry coming from the room just down the hall. He sat up slowly, rubbing a hand over his face with a small groan. Apparently the man hadn't been sleeping in the right position as there was a crick in his neck that he tried to work out. It took him a moment to gather his barrings as it were and he staggered out of the room with a yawn. "What in the name of---" His sentence was cut short due to another cry and he recognized it all too well. "Celeste!"

   He took off towards her chambers and was shocked to see her tossing about in her slumber, tortured by a bad dream. Dimitri quickly went to her side and gave her form a small shake. "Hey! Wake up!" The man tried desperately to stir her out of this nightmare with concern written over his tired features.

My muse is having a nightmare and yours is trying to wake them up. Send me 'Wake up!' for my muses reaction to seeing your muse at their bedside trying to wake them

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every disney/dreamworks/20th/animation songs: Anastasia

So many lives were destroyed that night. What had always been was now gone forever. And my Anastasia, my beloved grandchild - I never saw her again.