@perfectionofscience: The Morning After

perfectionofscience:

Ema didn’t want to wake up.

If you gave her a choice between waking up and possibly murdering Klavier’s cat, she would choose to murder the cat.

And if her not being a morning person was enough, she also had this massive fucking headache jesus christ what did she do—

She groaned and finally sat up — or, she would have if there wasn’t some unnatural force pulling her hair that made her flop back down on to her pillow again. Then again, she didn’t remember her pillow being this hard with all these lumps in it…

She tried turning around and hugging it, but it was significantly smaller, too. At last, her eyes opened, only to her retract her arms in shock when she saw who was right in front of her, who she’d been cuddling quite happily only a few moments ago.

Klavier. Of course.

Another groan escaped her lips when she rolled off of him, lying down on her stomach with her face pressed in to the mattress.

“Please don’t tell me I did something stupid.”

He almost started as Ema suddenly tried to sit up, her hair unfortunately in his grasp. After snuggling his torso, she had rolled off with a groan, and was currently hiding her face, probably with a pounding headache.

And wondering what the hell had occurred last night.

A little smile played on his lips as he slid over her back and nuzzled her neck.

“Oh, other than having sexual intercourse with me, no, you didn’t do anything stupid,” he remarked.

He kissed her ear and then proceeded to crawl out of bed, stretching and yawning like a feline as he did so.

“Do you want something to eat, Fräulein?”

(Source: glimmerous-fop)

@perfectionofscience: The Morning After

Klavier woke up with something warm on his chest. Thinking it was Ally, he raised up his hand to pet her, but made contact with hair instead. Lifting up his own head in a sleepy daze, he found Ema nearly sleeping on his bare chest.

And they were both naked.

He chuckled a bit and twirled one of her locks around his fingers, sighing in satisfaction. It had been a funny night.

She had arrived drunk though. The prosecutor wondered if she would remember anything…

perfectionofscience:

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(Source: glimmerous-fop)

@stretchryuki

stretchryuki:

I dunno, but I could do it. Hehe.

That could be a valuable talent…

Can you do backflips too?

(Source: glimmerous-fop)

@stretchryuki

stretchryuki:

[The spiky blue-haired kid looked at the guy who asked him. Is that [forgot jap name]?]

Huh? Yeah! Hehe!

Well, that’s certainly… Freaky, ja?

How come you can do that?

[Seeing something like that wasn’t occasional.]

(Source: glimmerous-fop)

perfectionofscience:

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(Source: glimmerous-fop)

//back for RP-ing!

I’ll probably RP on Tuesdays, Wednesdays and Saturdays! :D

Let’s try this!

Without falling behind in schoolwork! YAY//

((oh whoops wrong blog))

dampsandwich:

your homework for this evening is to send someone an anonymous ask and give them a compliment. just try to brighten someones day because they might need it

mightymur:

The final, brilliant word on passive voice.

“She was killed [by zombies.]” <—- passive

“Zombies killed [by zombies] her.” <—- active