I was talking to one of my coworkers about NBC Hannibal and I was explaining how funny it was that Hannibal would pick out a dish, then grab a business card from his lil rolodex, and just go take that person’s organs.
cannot explain how much i think about a healer zuko au with him finding out his power After he’s banished and being absolutely Pissed about it. one day i will compile all of my thoughts together….
7. "i'm going to ruin that pretty makeup." + kaveh. butbutbut we’re ruining his makeup ): big crybaby with mascara streaks down his face and lipstick everywhere but his lips wahhhhhhhhhh
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you don’t even remember how you managed to get kaveh to do this for you. you supposed that he agreed because it was you asking him, not anyone else. or maybe it was because alhaitham wasn’t expected home for quite some time. it was most likely some combination of both.
(or perhaps it was because kaveh was so tense, so needy from your continued teasing all day, that he was on the brink of going insane.)
you had convinced your pouty, whining, darling boyfriend to put makeup on. just a little, not a lot. eyeliner in the lash lines, light blush and highlighter on his cheekbones and the tip of his nose, pretty lipstick staining plush lips.
his hands were curled into fists as you stared at him from the doorway of your bedroom. he scoffed at your face, turning away from you to look at himself in the vanity mirror again. “stop staring already, i know i look ridiculous!”
he was in his own head again. you needed to stop that.
you let out a breath as you approached him from behind, reaching over him to grab the little lipstick tube. you wrapped your arms around his neck from behind as you focused on yourself in the mirror, uncapping the lipstick and swiping it over your lips.
kaveh grunted, and you heard his breath hitch as your muscles flexed around his neck. you popped your lips and capped the lipstick again, setting it down and looking at both you and him in the mirror, smiling.
he opened his mouth to say something, but you grabbed his chin instead, forcing him to tilt his head so you could press lipstick-stained kisses to his cheek and along his jaw.
that was all it took, really. kaveh’s breath caught in his throat, hands shaking as you purred against his skin.
“what a pretty boy i have in front of me. don’t you agree, baby?”
“n-no.” kaveh grunted, trying to jerk out of your grip, smudging more of your lipstick along his skin. you laughed at him and nipped at his neck, making him gasp.
“no? what a liar. you know you’re my pretty boy, my sweetness.” you cooed at him as he stared at you in the mirror, eyes locked on yours and your lips. his hands shook in his lap, one reaching up to hold meekly onto your wrist.
you cracked a grin when you saw his eyes start to grow glassy and wet as your other hand trailed down the opening in his shirt, fingertips grazing so softly over his chest. “getting ready to cry already? what a good boy. i’m going to ruin that pretty makeup.”
kaveh whimpered and reached for the hand on his chest, trying to push it down between his thighs. “please, i’ve been good. touch me now, please…”
“let me see that eyeliner run and maybe i will.” you let him pull your hand downward over the tent in his pants as he started to whine and babble. you sucked a dark mark into his neck between lipstick stains, and he hiccuped when his breath got caught in his throat and thin black tear tracks started to drip down his reddened cheeks, staining them and pooling in his lips.
you groaned and palmed him through his pants. “good fucking boy. cry for me.”
kaveh whimpered and bucked up into your hand as tears pooled on his long lashes. he was always so beautiful when he cried.
you let go of him to tug his chair back and move him to the bed, knowing that his messy tears would make you need to change the pillowcases after you pound him into the mattress to make him sob.
everyone going back to their super happy homes and shima feeling so bad just thinking about getting pulled out of the dream of being away from home and staying with mitsumi’s family…
I LOVE YOU ANDROID 17 !!! (louder than everyone else)
Im so mushy for him,, sometimes I feel so apathetic and disconnected from everything, but Lapis brings me back and I love him sm for it <3
When he tells me everything will be okay, then I actually feel better because I put all my trust into his judgment,, besides, he tells me "If you're ever falling, you know I'll be there to catch you." And not once did he ever break that promise
GAHH ILHSM I'm so glad my friend introduced me to him,, when I met him in that bakery, I thought we'd never get along,, but here we are, married for life :3
It's nice having a lover who balances you out,, opposites attract is such a real saying HEHSJS
Anyway, take the edit I've made for my dearest :> Lapis made fun of me for making it saying I was sooo obsessed with him (he's not wrong) but oh well !! he loves picking on me for that anyway
I apologize for it being offbeat,, I don't edit, I just really wanted to make the audio :D
All in all, I'm grateful you are in my life, my perfect, beloved, Lapis <3