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Tyrese jerked his head the other way, blocking his direct vision from the riled blonde’s flagging limbs. He blinked a few times over, but that was the fullest extent of any reaction the half demon would receive. And when Lysander didn’t grasp a sense of obstinacy, the wolf crossed his arms over his chest and flipped the clay between three fingers. His pal? No one came to mind, not that there was time to comtemplate while fighting the barage of information. He laid in wait under the conclusion that he could get all the information from Lysander, or seek it from someone else. Someone would have torrented the videos, an article would have been written, a police and autopsy report filed. How an incident like this hadn’t made national news, he’d only wonder. At least he could hear it here as opposed to the cold face of a glass screen. Thinning his lips, Tyrese tapped his thigh to summon Boots to his side, and satisfied, he used his good hand to fish through his pocket for keys. ”...Thanks. If you need anything just call, or text. Maybe even stop by La Mer.” The wolf sighed, steps heavy as the passed over the three stair decline. ”I’ll tell Sela, but at her age, she isnt going to understand...still, it might make her feel good to see your face.” He grumbled now, opening the back seat to let the canine jump onto the plastic lined leather. He closed that door and opened the driver’s counterpart, locking himself in with a slam and downward roll of the window. ”Take it easy.” And with another sigh, the wolf left to retrieve his daughter and somehow deliver the news.
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『Estate #: 1504 Lumiere ┋Funds: $467.75 ┋Driving』
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"My words are useless if they don't deconstruct the limitations that keep the creativity in you from flourishing." -TY Havens
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Posted: Wed Jan 24, 2018 7:44 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2018 2:32 pm
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✗ w/ Cloudfront Girl ┋✗ @ Home ┋ ✗ Wearing: Reiss Men ┋ ✗ Status
Sela was happy to be home, happy to know they would be living in this home from now on with its large rooms to run in and her very own bedroom decorated just for her by her father. Tyrese was still thinking on their last night with Aubrey, in a manner of speaking. He could still smell the steam from the chinese takeout boxes, see Sela balancing dvds in her arms for them to watch as she bounced down the halls to Aubrey’s room; the brunette had opened the door with the same bright smile as ever, seeming happy, but not enough to stop the wolf from wondering how she was really taking this whole Finn thing. After this, once she left La Mer, he wouldn't be staying in her home with her- if she went back at all. She was welcome here, she knew that, or she’d learn to live in her place independently again. The last thing he wanted to do was present the current situation to the honey brunette in such an infringing way, to see his….once best friend coming and going from his home; he didn't want Finn to learn the truth that way, not when Aubrey wouldn't otherwise indulge him with the particulars of who she was seeing now- out of spite or even for the sake of breaking it to him easy. Would she think he deserved even that nicety?
When he was honest with himself, he didn't understand why she hadn't blamed him for her marriage failing, casting him away not much unlike Finn had. From the first day he showed up on their doorstep it seemed their arguments danced around the subject of himself: from whether he wanted to be the godfather of their first child, to the fall ball where it had seemed she didn't like Finn spending time with him? And next the hospital, what Lillian did that the athlete held him accountable for, perhaps rightly so in some ways. There was Finn’s utter resentment that he'd even helped his wife in such a hero manner on Halloween night, no explaining why she hadn't berated him for kissing her or better yet, told it to Finn anytime after it happened. Hadn't she been rightfully upset when he turned Finn- Kent, away months later? Why hadn't she seen that as the evidence of how toxic he was to them? It all came back to him somehow, in a way that made him think...he had dragged them down with himself, him and Lillian. They should both hate him, Finn should have forbid his wife from coming around him; and Aubrey should have never chosen him when she thought he had never even liked her. He could never be Finn, he wouldn’t want to; but, could he make her as happy as Finn did back when he was real to her and the image of everything she’d ever wanted?
Tyrese shook off his depressed thoughts, knowing he had only triggered the episode after their talk the day before- if not the day before that. Whenever he brought up his mother his mind always ended up in bad places. You grow up feeling inherently wrong as a person and then spend your adult years questioning why you can't just be normal and alright like everyone else. Wanting, for just one day, not to be fighting that war of mental instability. To simply remember that...He loved her, apart from being IN love with her. She had never compared him to the person he was in high school, she instead observed that he had changed and showed pride in his accomplishments, never calling him boastful or selfish. Rather than resent him, she had welcomed him and let the undeserved affection she gave be the remedy to the strife that appeared to be between them. She refused to see him suffer a wrongness even if she herself was. They would have never gotten close if they hadn’t met that day on the beach, so mutually bruised and battered on an emotional front. Even before he was in love with her, he had loved her. Aubrey was…
Sela ran up to the sink as he finished washing the last dish, lifting her hands to claim the plate needing to be filed into the dishwasher. ”You are the best little helper daddy has ever had, you know that?” A fond smile brightened his features as his eyes followed her to the heavy appliance. ”Yeah, I help daddy!” She replied, inspecting the drying rack carefully before deciding where to shove the dish amongst its brethren. She was excited to get in the pool, had worn her swimsuit to breakfast and stared out into the backyard all through their meal. As soon as her uncle arrived, she’d be allowed in. For now this job was done and Tyrese was out of distractions, picking up the young wolf and sitting her on his hip. ”Lets go get your floaties and sunscreen on, okay? I'm sure uncle Lysi will be here any minute now.” Hummed the father with a loving peck that landed on the bun he’d agonizingly styled into her hair. Sela would nod on their way into the living room, singing a song she had learned in school as he put the finishing touches on her overall appearance. It was too hot for either wolf to be out and about this time of year, Sela would overheat even before himself. When Lysander asked to see his niece, having lunch and soaking in the pool had only seemed right. Hopefully the blonde wouldn’t make today as stressful as any other occasion they ever saw one another.
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Posted: Tue Aug 21, 2018 7:00 pm
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  ωhere Ty's Place l ωith Family l мood Relaxed l Outfit Family
Lysander rubbed at the back of his neck, straining the skin as he let his arm dangle. He was kind of surprised that Ty had agreed to let him come over at all, given their relationship. Or lack there of. It was all for Sela's sake, but when had that ever stopped someone from refusing a request? If it had been the other way around, he might have said no. Then again, his house was still kind of being remodeled and not a safe place for kids. He also wasn't in the best of mindsets if he spent almost every other day out getting drunk. Sure, the time was spent in the company of others, but he wasn't the right kind of influence right now. However, he was slowly starting to pick himself back up, reeling his drinking back into normal range for him. There weren't as many disoriented rampages around his house. How many times did he have to replace a statue because he had thrown it across a room? Obviously too many to count. Dropping his hand to his side, he pulled his phone from his pocket and scrolled through the last few pictures he ever took with his sister. He had done it so many times, but each time he looked at them they seemed to bring new memories. Today, they were all good ones. He was in a good mood; nothing had happened recently to sour it. Her last days were happy for her. She felt real for the first time in so long that he was happy for her. Lysander had done the same thing at her funeral, scrolled through old pictures, and that was often the cause of his problems. Remembering. As he slowly began to ebb into normalcy, they were easier and easier to look at and didn't cause such stress. It also helped calm his nerves a bit as he hadn't seen the wolf since his initial return to town. There was a chance his counterpart was equally as apprehensive.
With a soft sigh, he exited out of his gallery, in case the little one rummaged through his phone and found the unsavory pictures, and slid it back into his pocket. He was certain Ty would have his head if Sela saw the adult things he kept on his 'home away from home'. The phone was his lifeline as it was both work and home related. Client information. Pictures of people in...Compromising positions. Men and women alike. Casually jogging up the steps to the front door, the blonde gave the door a soft knock before trying to the knob. He wasn't about to stand on the porch and wait all day for the little demon let Ty answer the door! He was many things, but a fool was not one of them. "Hey, I let myself in," he stated, his voice loud enough to carry throughout the house so they could hear him. He wasn't even asking permission, but when had he ever? Asking wasn't his style; never had been. Shutting the door behind him, he took a few steps inside as his ruby eyes scanned around. How was it that he had been here only weeks prior and this placed seemed so new to him? The feeling made him uncomfortable. Lysander was a predator and he had to know his surroundings to always have an upper hand. He just had to! If he didn't, he felt too vulnerable and he didn't like that feeling. The only time he had ever felt like that, was as a child and at the mercy of his mother. He would have to find the time to snoop around later, for now, he had a pup to go looking for!
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Posted: Fri Aug 24, 2018 2:56 pm
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✗ w/ Cloudfront Girl & Lysander┋✗ @ Home ┋ ✗ Wearing: Reiss Men ┋ ✗ Status
Once Sela was greased down Tyrese was able to began on himself, silently watching the child do her poolside stretches to prepare herself and pass time. The pup had asked about Kiku twice now, expecting the tigress to show up and usher her into the pool per their usual lessons. As Ty assured, she would see her friend over the forth of July weekend, assuming she accepted the invitation. No reason not to! A huge barbque would hardly be worth saying no to, and they owed one another a get together. So for now, she'd get to show off her swimming skills to her uncle. Finishing her exercises, Sela ran to the electric car her overseas relatives had sent her for Christmas. She was driving that, using a pool noodle as a speed bump, when a knock came from the entrance of the house. The father had hardly stood to his feet when he heard the front door open of his guest's personal accord, seeing that the blonde had found the door unlocked without him having to prompt him. "In the backyard." Tyrese called, taking the convenience to his advantage and walking to connect the poolside speakers to his ipod. Bruno Mars was the opening artist of the afternoon, initially drowning out Sela's screamed greeting as she climbed neatly out of her car and ran to the last surviving family member on her mother's side of the family...at least as far as Tyrese understood. "Either you are a huge spoil sport or you're wearing your swimwear under your clothes." The author chuckled halfheartedly. The last time the demon blooded male had been in his house was the day after Halloween, an occasion which hadn't went all at well on any side. Nor did it ever, and it made the wolf wary. Still, he was a man of many chances, especially for Sela's sake. Things could always change.
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Posted: Sat Aug 25, 2018 9:06 am
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ωhere Ty's Place l ωith Family l мood Relaxed l Outfit Family
"And miss out on this kid's fun?" he said as he made his way through the back door, stopping when bombarded by a tiny bluenette. He may have been dressed in normal clothing, but he was wearing his trunks underneath. Sure it had been too early to go walking around the neighborhood with just the swimsuit on, but he also wasn't the modest type. The clothes were mostly just to keep the slight chill in the air off him. Despite the summer season the mornings were a bit chilly, same with the nights. Dropping down to Sela's level, Lysander gave her a big smile as he ruffled her hair, done so neatly. Ty was getting good at it. It was likely that he had help in learning to do a girl's hair, which wasn't a bad thing! Sure, he was a little perturbed about the man moving on not ling after his sister's passing, but he also had a long time to do so even before then so he couldn't blame him. In fact, Lysander had been the one to scold Lillian for acting like him. He may have had issue with sharing his sister with the wolf for the longest time, but once he grew up enough he knew that she had been plain stupid to do the things he did. She didn't nearly have the resolve, or lack of empathy, he did. In many ways he used to think Lillian the strong between them, but that could have merely been for her physical strength because in the end it turned out he was really stronger.
"Are you ready?" he asked mischievously as he turned his attention to the little one. Bringing his hands up like bear claws, he mimicked a predator as he lunged slightly for the girl. He had no problems falling into the pool with her, with his clothes on, as he off handedly just stated his clothes were covering his swimsuit. He would however try to save his hat. It could float but he actually liked the hat in question so he didn't want it water damaged. "I'm gonna getcha!" He would spend time with Sela playing as long as she wanted, but if asked he would help Ty with any prep for food or drinks he wanted. Even with all their differences, he would try to make things work between them for the sake of the little one. There had never really been bad blood between them anyways, just mutual distrust. While he wasn't looking to be super brotherly with Ty, he would do his best to be as cordial and familial with him as they had the rest of their lives as a distant family together.
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Posted: Sat Aug 25, 2018 4:31 pm
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✗ w/ Cloudfront Girl & Lysander┋✗ @ Home ┋ ✗ Wearing: Reiss Men ┋ ✗ Status
Tyrese grabbed a deck of cards on his way back to the patio, easing himself into one of the wicker seats with a grunt. His tattoos had another week to finish healing, so even he wasn't exactly planning to immerse himself entirely into the pool. Still, that was a far leap from showing up fully clothed. "Well from my experience, you can be a bit of a fun killer." Was the wolf's amused rebuttal as he leaned forward to start a solo game of solitaire. Lysander was here for Sela, not him. He'd partly taken an issue over her hair, nevertheless; he had worked hard to make sure the preschooler wouldn't get it soaked or disheveled. "You know, I spend a lot of hours watching hair tutorials on YouTube." He half joked, wanting to make his point politely. It had been too soon to put her rubber cap on, and now he was paying for it. Sela herself hardly noticed, throwing her arms around Lysander's neck to complete her hug. "Even though I have every right to move on from Lil, it's not my plan to let any woman do for Sela what I'm perfectly capable of doing as her father, you know?" Tyrese slowly shook his head, lifting his left arm to look at the phrase scrawled there in blue and red ink.
"Im not getting any help, but here you are with no respect for the hustle." Sitting in on every dance and swim lesson, helping her through every item of homework, cooking every meal and packing every lunch. He had Sela long enough now to handle her hair well enough on his own, and he was proudly that hands on of a dad. "But maybe you won't appreciate that unless I make you fix it?" The wolf snickered while raising a brow at the blonde, hoping he'd think twice in the future. Sela was jumping impatiently, immediately curling her fingers and roaring when she saw her uncle on the attack. Training with a giant tigeress had made her fearless, he'd say that much. "Sela get YOU!" She'd challenge, only to turn tails and run, screaming and laughing all the while. it was survival of the fittest! She was faster than other three-years-olds with her wolf blood! Tyrese would look up from his game, resisting the urge to call at Lysander to be careful jumping in the water with a child her age. Sela's floaties were of some use, she was more concerned with showing her uncle how she could swim the short way across the pool by herself. Tyrese smiled briefly, getting up to bring out a pitcher of iced lemonade and a tray of grilled steak rolls. "Anything I can get you in particular? A towel, maybe?" The wolf teased.
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Posted: Sat Aug 25, 2018 6:42 pm
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ωhere Ty's Place l ωith Family l мood Relaxed l Outfit Family
He completed the hug given before chasing after her, pulling his shirt over his head and tossing it aside; after finding a place to set his hat. Kicking off his shoes, it was easy for him to slip out of his pants as it was something he did quite often. The black and grey trunks underneath crinkled to his movements as he caught up with the tiny speedster. Once she jumped into the water, he was impressed at her swimming prowess. Had she been taking lessons? It wouldn't have been uncommon he guessed. He had clients with kids her age and they had all babbled about innocuous things such as swim lessons. As a natural pusher of boundaries, Lysander got into the pool and tried to coax towards the deep end. "I promise not to let go," he reassured her as his hands waved her towards him. The blonde refused to let anything bad happen to her, despite having absolutely no idea how to interact with kids; let alone toddlers.
As he patiently waited for Sela to gain confidence, though he doubted he needed to wait long, he turned his ruby gaze to the older wolf. "Nah, I'll air dry," he replied cooly. He always had to try and be the cool guy in any room. "I promise not to damage anything precious," he added with a bit of a mocking tone, though it was all in jest. There was nothing he was more thankful for than not having kids. He wasn't the fatherly type and knew he would just end up screwing them up like he was. It was better he act as an uncle, that way the things he did didn't have a lasting impact. While he harbored a bit of resentment towards all families, because his had failed so miserably, he had never said he didn't give parents respect. "Whatever you do though, don't go sicking her on me," he was nearly pleading with the man. The last thing he wanted to do was screw up his sister's kid. It would have been an insult to her memory, in his opinion. Turning his attention back to said child, he gave her a warm smile, something that no one ever saw. Genuine and could even be seen in his eyes.
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Posted: Thu Sep 06, 2018 11:07 am
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✗ w/ Cloudfront Girl & Lysander┋✗ @ Home ┋ ✗ Wearing: Reiss Men ┋ ✗ Status
There didn't seem to be a moment where Sela was too distracted not to glance towards her dad, seeming to prefer knowing he was somewhere in sight either to see her tricks along with her uncle or to reaffirm her sense of security. While they weren't attached at the hip, she wasn't so independent that it wouldn't alarm her to look up and suddenly not see a parent there when he should be. Even during their swim lessons, she would call him out when he so much as stood up- demanding to know where he was going, be it to take a piss or to stop by the vending machine. "Just going potty, baby girl." He'd assure her, picking up on the pet name Aubrey was so endeared to. Seeing her look at him as the blonde attempted coaxing her away from both the edges of the pool and the shallow end where she could stand on her own, Tyrese smiled encouragingly, "You've got this, lil Mischief." He wouldn't stray far from his card game, he trusted her, she just needed to know she could trust herself and do it on her own. Besides, she could trust her uncle too, it would take a shocking amount of negligence to let a kid get hurt when you were sitting directly in front of her in the same pool. And as he watched them, all he could really hope was that Lysander would keep coming to see her, and that they would be close.
After all, until she was old enough to see otherwise, Sela would likely grow up thinking her uncle was some chill badass she could tell everything she wouldn't say to her own father- as much as he hoped not to give her that impression he knew his overprotectiveness was likely to be perceived as overbearing, unless he eased up as the years went by. So, if that was how she chose to perceive the demon, then fine, so long as said male was actually there for his niece to know. Family meant a lot to wolves, even this particular family that he...loosely shook his head at with relaxed amusement. Lysander could have it his way, air dry. He could vaguely perceive the line between humor and plain statements by now, besides. "Easier spoken then executed, hm?" He'd merely chuckle, watching Sela kick her legs until the side of the pool was soaked. She reached for Lysander's hands while paddling forward, having spent several seconds pacing before figuring out for herself that the only way to reach him was to take the dive. It was a long ways from where she and Kiku were in their lessons, and from looking at her, the author couldn't say she felt as confident in this situation as she was in any other. He cooed at her comfortingly, whether she'd go the final leg or veer to the side where it was safe. She would know her limits, and sure enough, one of them would hear her cry if that became the case.
Looking over to Lysander, the wolf curved one brow inward in confusion. Sick her on him? Wherever did he get that? "Frankly, I think that's between you and her." He would snort and smirk, beginning to figure he was feigning distress over her tiger-like prowl just earlier. The father only hoped Sela wouldnt develop a temper to combat his or Lillian's. The reputation of Hellcat, though he coined that name himself, would always precede the late demoness. Sela wasn't being raised in the environments that had shaped their own temperaments, thus, she'd have that much less reason. Besides, there were better things to be known for, he would teach her that if he could. His Sela wouldn't hurt at fly, not at this age, anyway. Minutes after Lysander said it, Tyrese still found it entertaining in a ridiculous way. "Anyway, she has to be at school at two, so don't have so much fun that you forget to eat."
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Posted: Wed Sep 11, 2019 5:49 pm
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✗ Profile: ♗ ┋✗ Journal: ♗ ┋ ✗ Wearing: ♗ ┋ ✗ Status: ♗
Sela was so enchanted by daycare that she nearly ran off most days without saying a thing to him in parting anymore, which only made him reminisce on those missed days where being by his side was her ultimate treasure. Still he wasn't finding himself resentful of the change, only grateful that she was in a place where she felt safe and accepted, even when he was not nearby. The other kids felt like pack to her, no matter how long or short a time she'd known them for. The greater pain than her fast acclimation was his concern the facility wouldn't be equipped to manage her early awakened abilities; yet so far they hadn't let him down in any important sense. They held her in a room where she felt safe and called whenever there was an unexpected shift to her wolf form. It was a weight off his mind as he padded away from the place that morning, watching the building fade slowly from his rear view mirror as he drove the ten or so minuted back to Lumiere. By the time he turned into the driveway of his own comfortable home, his mind was both at ease and moving forward, onto today's tasks. He felt beach ready, and amusement park ready, enough-- now to see if Aubrey was.
Humming 'Happily Ever After' on his way inside, the scent lingered in the air, of breakfast and dishwater. He stopped by the coat closet to slide a pair of children's shoes back inside, the pair the wolf pup had rejected and refused forgotten to put back in their place despite multiple reminders. That little detail corrected, all was well, and the author began his way up the three flights of stairs to the masters. Hell, if he never went to the gym again another day in his life, these stairs would keep him fit as a fiddler-- Was that how the saying went? Shaking his head, the bluentte reached his door and quietly peeked inside, stepping in fully and clearing his throat. Even after all these months, it still felt good not to speak with a low grating rasp. "Rrrrrready to start the day, Sugardrop?"" Called Tyrese into the brightly lit space, both hands gingerly readjusting his shirt along his waistline. Bree preferred not to be as early a riser, but she could when she wanted. It wasn't as though he'd mind if she requested to be off at a later time, he could go to his office and work on a manuscript or something. He had new ideas for a novella.
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Posted: Sun Sep 15, 2019 4:04 pm
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⊙〖OOC: Like I don't absolutely love every post you make. heart ⊙ Today's Outfit: Cute and relaxed! (Except the hair.) ⊙ Feeling: Excited! Full of love. ⊙ Money: $1780.50〗⊙
( ♬ But I think my mistakes became the chemistry for my miracles... • )
She had stayed the majority of nights this past month or so sleeping in Tyrese's bedroom - either enveloped in his arms or comfortably curled into her claimed right side of the bed facing the wall. It was comfortable here, though it had taken her some time to get over knowing she had been within these same walls. They suffered the same problem; though Tyrese less. It was the reasoning for her recent renovations. To remove the negativity as much as she could from her home without moving entirely. It was silly to want to move within the same district and although she liked the idea of living in Doux, especially next to Hakem and Victoria, Pasadena was her home - the neighborhood she dreamed of living in since she was little when her parents would take her on vacation here to Soleil. She stretched her arms as Tyrese left the room to take Sela to daycare, the excitement of their date enough to keep her awake rather than sleeping another few hours. And after a few minutes of scrolling through Charmblr, she swung out of bed to get ready for the day - cracking each knuckle on elbows, fingers, toes, and neck.
By the time he got home and walked through the bedroom door she was dressed and ready aside from her shoes, finishing up brushing mascara along her long lashes. "Yes, my love!" She cooed whilst on her toes, fanning her eyes not long after shaking the last bristles over the hairs. Beach-A-Palooza! She hadn't been since... Well, probably since she moved here with Finn. She rearranged the strap on her shoulder and retreated from the bathroom, offering the blue haired wolf a big, warm smile. She was ecstatic! Of course, they had their romantic nights every so often - Greece was a huge reminder of that - but still, it felt so long since they had had a private date in Soleil; and one that would be public to those around them. She had gone so long with the bare minimum... As she made her way towards him she wrapped her arms around his waist, laying her chin gingerly just between his pectorals, her vibrant violet gaze watching his expression. She would never get used to his closeness, his scent, the way he looked at her like she was on top of the world - and he seemed to think so. All of it was a dream she hoped she never woke up from, an emotion that she had longed for since meeting her soul mate the very first time; an emotion she hadn't realized she had lost until Tyrese began to settle into her life.
"Ready for hot dogs and popcorn and cotton candy and a coke-" She pursed her lips, her arms wrapped loosely around her waist and her hands pressed flat against the small of his back. "And kisses, thanks."
( • ... And I think that my tests became my testimonies. ♬ ) |
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Posted: Tue Sep 17, 2019 6:17 pm
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Tyrese bypassed the glass-doored entry way to meander towards the opposite wall, studying the screen of his DAKboard wall display that currently showed a picture of, unsurprisingly, his daughter and himself. He’d have to upload a vacation photo sometime this weekend, set it as the new background. Though for now the man chuckled at the brunette's use of a pet name, dropping his line of sight down to the weather report of the day, where he spent several seconds mentally converting the measurements to Celsius. It was SO much hotter here than it's ever been in Suffolk, on average. He gurgled, rolling his head on his shoulders and rubbing the back of his neck. There was a small breeze he would just have to make due with, though thankfully there would be cool drinks to choose from on the boardwalk. Shaking his head, the wolf turned toward approaching footsteps, a smile tearing past his exasperation before he even realized it. "You look nice." His hands opened outwards to follow the course of her arms, rounding her shoulds and bustling her curls as she pressed into him.
"No funnel cake?" A titillated hum as he stared down at her with affection, but brow subtly raised. He would turn his nose up to all the junk, sweets and processed foods, as she knew….Unless it was oreo related. Specifics aside, his good time wasn't the food: he liked doing it because it made her happy. He was good simply keeping a clean house and visiting the pack every blue moon-- not to mention the B&B. Ty wasn’t only realizing it now, but he hadn't actually been to an amusement park before; really- he was hoping to be pleasantly surprised and not sicked by the coasters. "The Hershey's kind? Not sure if they sell those." Now both brows were perked, seemingly in contemplation before he growled gently, skimming his lips over hers. "But I’ve got all you want and more." The second kiss was a little less quick, a little less teasing. "You’re welcome." The wolf kiss her brow, waiting to see if he was turned loose just yet.
But assuming he was, he pointed to the bathroom, "I’m going to grab some sunscreen. Did you need anything? Something to eat?" It was a two second grab before the only objective left was to hit the road, if not stop for food. "Well, before the hot dogs and popcorn and cotton candy and devil’s piss." Oh yeah, he was making that claim. Not even because he had a preference for Pepsi -tea was his all of alls- he was just messing with her. "And kisses."
𝖕𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖚𝖒𝖊𝖉 𝖊𝖝𝖎𝖙
Out Of Chamomile:
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Posted: Tue Sep 17, 2019 9:10 pm
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⊙〖OOC: -- ⊙ Today's Outfit: Cute and relaxed! (Except the hair.) ⊙ Feeling: Excited! Full of love. ⊙ Money: $1780.50〗⊙
( ♬ But I think my mistakes became the chemistry for my miracles... • )
Rosy red coloring graced her cheeks in response to his compliment; not by much, but definitely the hint of a blush. Through all these months and she still wasn't used to his now-open commentary about her - but she loved it all the same. She coo'd and purred to his growl, scrunching her nose at the mention of funnel cake. She had never been much of a fan for it, even that was too oily for her. Her tongue managed to brush the tanned threshold of his lip just before he pulled away, a dream like distraction hazing her vision, only mimicked onto her expression to let him know he practically had her in a trance for the next few moments. "Say it again and I'm worried we might never get there." She tensed her fingers against his lower back tenderly before she slowly released him and mindlessly fixed her chest line, making sure it wasn't attached to her black bra fabric. She didn't need to be showing them off if she was going to be walking around in public for the next few hours - or letting her shirt fly through the breeze on any rides.
She shook her head, curls flopping as she made her way for her shoes by the door way, slipping them on one at a time and giving her painted toes a small wiggle. "I'm okay!" She wasn't much of a breakfast eater anymore nowadays. A hot dog would suit her just fine when they got there; though maybe she could pick up a coke at a gas station on the way. Would they allow them to walk in with drinks? Probably not, on second thou- "Hey!" Tilting her head further down, she glared at him with puffed babydoll lips, huffing from under her underarm. "Don't be mad just because coke is-" She clicked her tongue twice, curving her fingers together whilst the other three stuck out. Standing up straight, she nodded, bobbing her hand movement up and down a few times. Her curls fell back into place with a small laugh to whatever he responded with, following him out the door when he was ready.
{Character Exit.}
( • ... And I think that my tests became my testimonies. ♬ ) |
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