banhammered:

wonderwolf-ellie:

She snaps the shot, then lowers her camera to really give him her usual amused smile. “Someone’s a bit dazed and confused,” she chuckled, sitting back on her heels with her hands resting casually on her thighs. “Cat got your tongue, sweet cheeks?”

Sarkis swallows loudly, then wheezes out a breath he didn’t know he was holding.
Something like that.
Stepping forward slowly, he bites his lip, trying so hard not to think inappropriate things - although he’s kind of certain that was the point here. He drags his eyes away from her legs, leers noticeably all the way to her face, then blinks, his cheeks tinting pink ever so slightly.
Why were you lying in wait for a picture of me?

She watches him like some kind of predatory cat - ironic though that was - was he stepped forward so carefully. She hadn’t exactly done this on purpose - sometimes she dressed like slut for no reason; nothing wrong with that. The idea that she would be able to catch Sarkis’ attention with such a display came later, and it was really the only thing that kept her in such an outfit, on the bed, with the camera in wait. She just had to see the dopey look on his gruff face. And he hadn’t disappointed her - not that he ever did.
She shrugged as he asked of her intention, though her smile remained naturally. “Why the hell not?” she asked right back, and she lifted a hand to him, as if beckoning him to join her, though she remained casual about it. “Maybe I just wanted a picture of you. You’re awful pretty, after all. And I need more pictures of you.”

banhammered:

wonderwolf-ellie:

She snaps the shot, then lowers her camera to really give him her usual amused smile. “Someone’s a bit dazed and confused,” she chuckled, sitting back on her heels with her hands resting casually on her thighs. “Cat got your tongue, sweet cheeks?”

Sarkis swallows loudly, then wheezes out a breath he didn’t know he was holding.

Something like that.

Stepping forward slowly, he bites his lip, trying so hard not to think inappropriate things - although he’s kind of certain that was the point here. He drags his eyes away from her legs, leers noticeably all the way to her face, then blinks, his cheeks tinting pink ever so slightly.

Why were you lying in wait for a picture of me?

She watches him like some kind of predatory cat - ironic though that was - was he stepped forward so carefully. She hadn’t exactly done this on purpose - sometimes she dressed like slut for no reason; nothing wrong with that. The idea that she would be able to catch Sarkis’ attention with such a display came later, and it was really the only thing that kept her in such an outfit, on the bed, with the camera in wait. She just had to see the dopey look on his gruff face. And he hadn’t disappointed her - not that he ever did.

She shrugged as he asked of her intention, though her smile remained naturally. “Why the hell not?” she asked right back, and she lifted a hand to him, as if beckoning him to join her, though she remained casual about it. “Maybe I just wanted a picture of you. You’re awful pretty, after all. And I need more pictures of you.”

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winchesterson:

perplexingly:

geosaurus:

perplexingly:

Imagine dragons sleeping the same way giraffes do

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Yessss! I wanna draw sleeping dragons tooo

Maybe they sleep like camels…image

or cats…

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or…. uh… snakes?

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Yeeeeaaaaah

Or maybe they sleep on trees

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There is nothing about this post I don’t love

tastefullyoffensive:

Animals With Unusual Fur Markings [bp]

Previously: Cats Sitting Like HumansBunnies Sticking Their Tongues Out

(Source: okfixed)

banhammered:


Say cheese, big guy.


Honestly, he’s too busy staring at her legs to even think of responding.

She snaps the shot, then lowers her camera to really give him her usual amused smile. “Someone’s a bit dazed and confused,” she chuckled, sitting back on her heels with her hands resting casually on her thighs. “Cat got your tongue, sweet cheeks?”

banhammered:

Say cheese, big guy.

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Honestly, he’s too busy staring at her legs to even think of responding.

She snaps the shot, then lowers her camera to really give him her usual amused smile. “Someone’s a bit dazed and confused,” she chuckled, sitting back on her heels with her hands resting casually on her thighs. “Cat got your tongue, sweet cheeks?”

banhammered:

wonderwolf-ellie:

"Chagar," she echoed, then again in a much deeper voice. "Pretty manly name for a bunny." She chuckled lightly, about to nuzzle into Sarkis’s neck when he suddenly turns back and kisses her cheek rather enthusiastically. She doesn’t know how to respond for the good part of a minute, before she finally grins, just as bright as his own smile is. She chuckles and lifts a hand to ruffle his hair, then she looks down as the bunny is presented to her. For a moment, she mimics the tiny twitching nose with her own, then she gently caresses down the space between its ears again. "I have the vaguest feeling he might not like me," she mused, having felt the little creature’s heart spike when she touched it. "The whole wolf thing… it’s probably expecting me to whip out my fangs and chow down right here." She gave a reassuring - if not a bit of a toothy - grin to Sarkis. "Not that I ever would, darling."
She laughed as he claimed her as his favorite person for the moment, making a mental note to bring home more cute animals, if it got him to be so sweet. “I’ll have to take a rain check on that. Or you can let me take pictures of you eating bacon. Either way, I’m cool.”

His eyes narrow at her, furious and judging, and he makes a point of moving the rabbit away from her face and to the other side. Ellie has lost her bunny rights. He refuses to tolerate anything but kisses towards something so cute and defenseless and his. Rude.
As long as you don’t, I’m sure he’ll get used to it. If you try to eat my new bunny I’m never ever talking to you again.
It’s surprising how dead serious he is about it - but after crying over the damn thing, maybe it isn’t.
He blinks, flushes, pouts, and turns his face from hers, shoulders hunching as he tries to hide the shame that comes with being the absolute worst vegan ever.
I don’t eat bacon. 
If he says it enough, perhaps he’ll convince himself of that too. What a fucking loser.
Pick something else.

Ellie laughed lightly, returning Sarkis’ earlier kiss to the space behind his ear before she pulled away and moved to the kitchen to start on lunch. “I know, kitten, I know. Trust me, that thing is too cute for me to even try to eat it in good conscience. Just make sure to keep it away from me during the full moon.”
She glanced back at him with a smirk as he claimed stubbornly that he didn’t eat bacon, and she peaked inside the fridge for some inspiration. “Sure you don’t, baby… alright, I’ll think of something. Maybe I’ll make you take me out somewhere. Somewhere fancy. Where we can drink wine and dance under the stars. Like a sappy couple from the old movies.”

banhammered:

wonderwolf-ellie:

"Chagar," she echoed, then again in a much deeper voice. "Pretty manly name for a bunny." She chuckled lightly, about to nuzzle into Sarkis’s neck when he suddenly turns back and kisses her cheek rather enthusiastically. She doesn’t know how to respond for the good part of a minute, before she finally grins, just as bright as his own smile is. She chuckles and lifts a hand to ruffle his hair, then she looks down as the bunny is presented to her. For a moment, she mimics the tiny twitching nose with her own, then she gently caresses down the space between its ears again. "I have the vaguest feeling he might not like me," she mused, having felt the little creature’s heart spike when she touched it. "The whole wolf thing… it’s probably expecting me to whip out my fangs and chow down right here." She gave a reassuring - if not a bit of a toothy - grin to Sarkis. "Not that I ever would, darling."

She laughed as he claimed her as his favorite person for the moment, making a mental note to bring home more cute animals, if it got him to be so sweet. “I’ll have to take a rain check on that. Or you can let me take pictures of you eating bacon. Either way, I’m cool.”

His eyes narrow at her, furious and judging, and he makes a point of moving the rabbit away from her face and to the other side. Ellie has lost her bunny rights. He refuses to tolerate anything but kisses towards something so cute and defenseless and his. Rude.

As long as you don’t, I’m sure he’ll get used to it. If you try to eat my new bunny I’m never ever talking to you again.

It’s surprising how dead serious he is about it - but after crying over the damn thing, maybe it isn’t.

He blinks, flushes, pouts, and turns his face from hers, shoulders hunching as he tries to hide the shame that comes with being the absolute worst vegan ever.

I don’t eat bacon. 

If he says it enough, perhaps he’ll convince himself of that too. What a fucking loser.

Pick something else.

Ellie laughed lightly, returning Sarkis’ earlier kiss to the space behind his ear before she pulled away and moved to the kitchen to start on lunch. “I know, kitten, I know. Trust me, that thing is too cute for me to even try to eat it in good conscience. Just make sure to keep it away from me during the full moon.”

She glanced back at him with a smirk as he claimed stubbornly that he didn’t eat bacon, and she peaked inside the fridge for some inspiration. “Sure you don’t, baby… alright, I’ll think of something. Maybe I’ll make you take me out somewhere. Somewhere fancy. Where we can drink wine and dance under the stars. Like a sappy couple from the old movies.”

KISS ME
banhammered

banhammered:

wonderwolf-ellie:

wonderwolf-ellie:

33. A bruise

Her eyes were heavy with concern as she traced carefully around the darkened skin, just below his eye. “Oh, baby,” she murmured, drawing closer to brush her lips upon the bruise, before resting her forehead against his as she held him close. “Do you want to talk about it?”

Even in his state, Sarkis didn’t disappoint her with his - rather adorable but she would never say that to his face - gruffness, and it only made her smile wider as a chuckle brushed passed her lips again. “Sure I do,” she answered sweetly, kissing his brow now that he had made the effort of lifting his head. “We can make a whole picnic out of it. Blankets for me and a soak for you.” She affectionately traced the back of her finger along the bridge his nose, definitely not checking for a break or anything, though she was relieved to find that there wasn’t. “And we don’t have to move just yet. They usually take a half hour to get out here, so we’ve got time. Unless you want to go now, in which case, I’m more than fine with that.”

Sarkis hums, pleased with the kindness, smiling just a little. Trying to be rude in this state is more effort than it’s worth.

If I move now, we can go get the bath and blankets and stuff ready, and I can just sit there. But I like lying on you a lot too. But you’ll have to get up eventually anyway.

Oh, the joys of indecision in a tired but needy manchild.

He finally, after five long minutes, manages to start moving, wincing and inhaling sharply despite being careful with himself. Once he’s on his feet, he sways just a touch, but seems steady enough. 

Can you get the painkillers? 

Ellie smiled softly as Sarkis seemed to truly be indisposed and indecisive about what he wanted for comfort, and she nuzzled carefully against his temple, just barely around his hairline, while he talked out the situation. “I like have you on me too… maybe after we get the food, I’ll join you in that soak. We can still lay together while you relax…”

She watches as he slowly, carefully pushes himself to his feet, and she rises with him, not truly rushing to help him, but still remaining right beside him, in case he began to sway too much. When she found that he was stable as he could be, for a man in his state, she smiled again, her arm touching gingerly upon his arm as she pressed a kiss to his unbruised cheek. “Sure, babe. You go on and get comfortable. I’ll join you with painkillers and blankets and anything else I can think of. ‘kay?”