Take My Quiz If You Dare.

take my quiz if you dare.

“ Why don’t we make that score go up, hm? Are you free tonight? ”

      ❛ okay ... i'm sure we can figure something out together. ❞ gently reaches for the other's hand, flustered from his own embarrassment and seeking a place to curl away. ❛ i just want to feel involved, especially when it comes to you . ❞ @brazenlystrong

Do you wanna makeout to Deftones?

guessing answers on these quizzes and still getting it wrong.

casually forgot to say i'm flying out of country. 9th-19th. so i'll be in a different timezone ( GMT+1 ) and on the move constantly. catch me on discord, cause i never shut up.

umbrella, sender lets receiver under their umbrella. // lift up your head king your goth make up is going to come off

      𝐖𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐒 𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐀 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐋 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐌. usually they would meet somewhere in the middle, share a couple drinks and carry on with plans to spend the weekend together. this was an odd monday afternoon, now being spent walking in the pouring rain. it drenched sable garments, clinging to muscle contours and tousled tresses. strands spilled over his features, coming undone from their former ties. 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐀 remained intact, however violet adorned lids were drowned out and washed away in streams down sullen cheeks. there was always an imminent presence when the other approached, a calm within the storm so to speak. arriving with stride, pace hastened and brandishing an umbrella. it was a 𝐒𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐄 worthy sight despite blurring vision, droplets weigh upon his lashes.

       ❛ suguru ? ❞ they are swiped away with a soaked sleeve, attempting to watch as the man approached and in a way feeling as though he were hallucinating this entire circumstance. then it becomes tangible, shoulders brushing, and that radiant warmth to combat the 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐃 . ❛ you didn't have to do this, i was almost there. ❞ it was accidental, missing his own stop due to their sleep depriving conversations. no one bothered to nudge him on the tram, the only saving grace was his phone vibrating a breast pocket. caller name : heart throb. aka suguru geto. the man to send him spiraling downhill with a grin so serene, it reminded him of a feline tossing a yarn ball. his phone service was awful, but he managed to pierce through static and mention his late arrival. @vzmky