turntablebroseph:

lets me honest egbert

you werent even wearing socks were you
dont act like this news didnt threaten to shove your wind privy ass right out the nearest window

alright.  you caught me.

i’m not wearing socks.

and i’m currently posting this while i sail through the air, propelled from my room by your life altering news. 

(Source: jackblacks)

bunnymama:

Bunny Spooning #bunny #rabbit #love #cute

fuckyeahmoviedeaths:

The Wicker Man, 2006 (dir. Neil LaBute)

fuckyeahnickcage:

so much love…

==> Reluctantly come out from hiding.

turntablebroseph:

ok that i can definitely understand because you know ive had my entire life to hone these great skills
either that or im just letting it slide because you were inflating my ego

> So John had a little aim with his likely half decent depth perception. You don’t have the best accuracy, but he can make up for it. The kiss isn’t a surprise this time, so you have more time to actually fall into it.

i think your ego is inflated enough already, it doesn’t need any more help from me.

> Yep.  Kissing Dave is definitely a thing.  You run a hand up his back, lightly holding him close to you. You flick your tongue over his lips, hoping for something deeper.

==> Reluctantly come out from hiding.

turntablebroseph:

> You can tune into those special times when John flushes out of embarrassment. Typically, it’s amusing, because you’re the one who’s causing it.

youd think that by now you would know when im being serious
follow the signs egbert they have to be a little obvious to you by now right
i just say a lot of things out of irony
lets be honest though i still dont think you understand how my kind of irony works

> A flutter, just a little, in your chest, but no.. that’s way too lame. It’s just that you know you’re going to be the most awkward person to kiss right now, and he’s getting closer and closer to you by the second.

> Why not fuck it up? You initiate it, catching him lightly by the elbow and totally just missing his mouth. The corner of the lips instead. That’s cool.

you’d think that, but i’m kind of focused on other issues.  and no.  i really don’t think i’ll ever understand your irony, it’s so master level.

> You aren’t even entirely sure what you’re saying at this point, the words just keep coming and they don’t make sense.  Thankfully Dave seems to have some idea what he’s doing, so you follow his lead.  You pull back a little from the first kiss, waters sufficiently tested, and catch his lips with yours.

==> Reluctantly come out from hiding.

turntablebroseph:

so you totally just took my further attempt at a joke and made it a real thing
like courting in the modern day times i guess
where before you just start sucking on my face you let a fella know youre interested
rather than just prancing around snapping your wrist at people screaming no homo

uh

> You didn’t break your gaze this time, but you still consider it. So it’s not a prank. He wants to do it again. The little dick is sleeping. All signs point to why the fuck not.

well since you asked so nicely this time

>  Oh, you missed the obvious signs that Dave was joking again?  All you can do is blush and jabber some more like an idiot.

well, i guess it’s good you’re keeping me on my toes.  maybe i should give you a sarcasm sign or something.

although i don’t recall ever snapping my wrist at people.

and i only said i wasn’t homosexual sincerely once or twice.

>  You feel really nervous, but, as usual, you are just going to charge headlong into the metaphorical fray anyway.  Trying to act as nonchalant as possible, you get off the couch and take a couple of steps towards Dave.

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turntablebroseph:

or at least gone through a process of attempted courtship
not that you would know right off the bat how to do that especially since this is the first time ive ever heard of you admitting to something even remotely homo

> Your eyes meet and you surprisingly don’t look away.

hey you know
what can i say if youre going to be smooching my face
i dont see why it has to be a joke

> You can’t help it, you snort.

i never really thought you’d be the kind of guy who wanted to be courted.

but i guess since you’re a knight, you’re into that chivalrous, hand holding stuff.  you have to be wooed properly and all that.

so…

if it’s not a joke, can i kiss you again?

==> Reluctantly come out from hiding.

turntablebroseph:

that
more or less sounds like a pressing issue to me but i can understand why you wouldnt want to knock me down a few pegs with my stupid issues
more like maybe this would have been some good news before you skipped into the merry land of kissing a really confused bro who would have thought you werent hounding for someone else with a dick otherwise

> You purse your lips slightly, feeling a little lighter than you had been.

no like i said it was mostly irrational
getting steamed just because i felt like i needed to
mostly because
i just kind of didnt want that to be a prank i guess its weird

yeah i guess i should have, like, asked permission.  or whatever you’re supposed to do.  but i don’t know.  it’s kind of a hard subject to bring up.

> You risk a glance at Dave.

you didn’t want it to be a prank either?