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"So what's the flower giving sitch this year, Salvatore? Come on, I *know* you forgot to send them."

“On the contrary. I just so happen to have bought myself a dozen roses.”

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Bourbon bubbles.

Meet me in the tub in ten minutes and I’ll give you the rest.

Happy V-day

Ric. xoxo

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This Blog is Accepting Valentine's Day Stuff, Both Heartfelt and Shenanigans

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"I’m so sorry babe. Bad joke! No more flirting even in jest.”

“I love you.”

FINE. It was a joke! I didn't mean it and I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Come here. I forgive you. 

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thatslayer mentioned you in a post: “So we’re valentines even after all the stuff I did, right?          ...”:

@allroundlostcause​ @thesordidone​ Calm down, brain trusts. Nobody wants either one of you so your choices are basically each other or nothin'.

ABUSED. Send help!

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allroundlostcause replied to your post: “@allroundlostcause SCOFF! I’m scoffing, Ric! You told me to be nice....”:

My penis and I are sleeping on the couch. Bye.

I’m being abused.

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Okay mi sono innamorata 😍😍

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Alyson Hannigan and Eliza Dushku || 1999

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samattheend replied to your post: @allroundlostcause SCOFF! I’m scoffing, Ric! You...

dude FIND ANOTHER WAY

What?  Why is it that everybody takes me so seriously when I try to kiss Faith? Huh? Why is THAT the thing you take seriously but choose to ignore my COMPELLING EVIDENCE of aliens trying to contact me through alphabet soup?

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@allroundlostcause

SCOFF! I'm scoffing, Ric! You told me to be nice. BEING NICE.

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Good morning Angels.

@unicornsrequired @iwannadogirlystuff @thatslayer @samattheend

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                   I wanted to do something special for @samattheend for his birthday. And, then I had to pick up dropped shifts at work and was generally lame, so I managed to miss it. Consider this a late birthday shout out. <3

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“its a long story.” he said.

“i have time.”

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allroundlostcause:

This is the lamest thing ever, because Damon is a vampire, with vampire strength, and if he really wanted his arm free he’d toss Alaric at the wall. Since Alaric is still in bed, what Damon actually wants is attention. Which is fine, but he’s going to have to work for it.

“What are you actually doing? You know jazzercise is over, right? If I roll over and your fringe is teased - or you have leg warmers - we’re gonna have to talk. Your arm will be fine.”

There, tangled fingers. All fixed.

“Also, that was a snicker, not a laugh.”

“What am I actually doing?” scoff, because he’s totes got the body for 80s active wear, “I’m trying to get my arm free without killing my husband. That is what I’m trying to do.” Damon grunts but he can’t be that broken up about it now that Ric’s paying attention to him. He pulls Ric against him and mumbles, “You’re jazzercise.”

Ric wants to sleep. Fine. Damon can be quiet. Listen to how quiet he’s being. Tick. Tick. Tick, aaand, “Ric,” he whispers. UGH, such a cartoon tonight, “Come on, it’s early.”

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allroundlostcause:

Like a spider monkey with fangs. And Alaric doesn’t know who he thinks he’s kidding, there, or when he decided to crawl over Alaric’s body and attempt the big spoon. Judging by the sore spot on his ribs, the parkour is relatively recent.

“Nope. Fast asleep. You’re gonna have to do better than that.” He pauses. “Snore. Snore,” he says. Irrefutable proof. 

“You’re hilarious.” the hubby is so unhelpful. Damon’s got out of sticky situations before using FRIENDS logic. He can do it again. Hug for Ric, roll for Damon. Aaaaand tug. No dice. Again, hug for Ric, roll for Damon. TUG. How did that not work? Didn’t it work flawlessly on FRIENDS with no injuries?

Sleepy vampire mumbling against Ric’s neck, “I made a mistake. I tried to be a hero.” he groans because one of his arms is still trapped under a giant. Ric’s head is on that arm so Damon can’t bend it His hand is almost a foot away from Ric’s haif so of course he hand-mimes trying to get his face from afar. Then snaps his fingers. Snap! Snap! “Ric. My arm. It’s gonna fall off. Ric.” tries to get his face again, “I know you’re awake, I can feel you laughing.”