❛ 𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒆 / 𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝

@lpseitys​​ asked: 💖 holds ur bfs hands jamie

meme: send 💖 to hold my muses hand status: accepting

theo.

   axel was away performing t.a duties ( or so they’d been told ), leaving theo & jamie to their own devices. not that they were complaining, after all who could complain about a little one on one? they’d spent the afternoon at the arcade playing just about every game they could find & endless rounds of air hockey. when they finally exited, jamie breathed in the fresh air & let out a contented sigh. then, as natural as that breath, theo’s arm falls around him & jamie’s head lulls contentedly towards him. 

     ❝ so, where do you want to go next? ❞ the question hangs in the air for a moment & jamie can almost hear the swirl of thoughts coming from theo’s head. & in that pause, he reaches up to lace his fingers between that of the hand hanging off his shoulder. ❝ ice cream? ❞ comes the eventual response & jamie responds by pulling away & facing his boyfriend with a wide grin on his face. ❝ i’ll race you for it, last one there has to pay ! ❞ but he spends no time waiting for a response, instead he turns on his heel & books it towards their usual shop. he’d win every time if he tried, but on days like today he felt a little like losing so he’d have an excuse to treat theo to something nice.

axel.

     ❝ i don’t want to get up, ❞ jamie mumbles into the other’s chest & not even the pull as axel’s arms tighten around him could wipe the frown off his face. ❝ mimi i’m not sure you have a choice, ❞ comes the soft coo, a stark difference from the gruff exterior most people got to see — a fact he was grateful for in moments like this. still, all he does is turn his face to nuzzle himself in further to the point where his next line is barely intelligible. ❝ 5 more minutes. ❞ he’s pleading now, not that he thinks it’ll work but he’ll try regardless. but as he feels those warm arms retract, he’s quick to respond. instead he turns his back to axel, his hands coming up to lock axel’s wrists in place in a wordless demand.

   but instead of fighting his way out of the grip ( not that jamie would have made it difficult ), axel just seems to sigh into the back of his neck, giving into jamie’s obvious desire. his wrists slip away only to take on a new shape as his hands come to rest on the outside of jamie’s, fingers slotting comfortable between his.

@lpseitys​ asked : ❛  all  these  marks  -  i  look  like  a  crime  scene .  ❜ -axel ( i saw the WINNIE TEEF POSTS 👀👀👀 )

★ —  The evidence of a night filled with unending kisses and heated sweet touches that could leave anyone melting upon the bedsheets had been thoroughly marked throughout Axel’s poor neck. Hues of purple and red mixed in the inevitable yet intimate bites that had been brought forth from Winnie’s own mouth, for the sharpness of his teeth was unmistakable. There was little that flustered the vagabond, but the mere appearance of his dear lover, standing before a mirror idly admiring each bite as if it were a pinned medal itself simply made his heart race with surprise. Even the faint scratches of clutched hands desperately begging for more were marked across Axel’s back, as the events from the night before began to play over and over within Winnie’s mind. His pale cheeks, now brimming with a red deep blush caused him to stand and leave their bed behind as the softness of his touch was placed right next to the other’s neck, careful not to touch the ferocious marks he had left behind. ❛ They don’t hurt, do they ?? Oh Axel, I’m so sorry. I should’ve realized my strength. Please, if you ever must, push me away and — ❜ 

Send my character a ► and a command. They must obey. // accepting !!

@lpseitys​ asked : ► axel vc pls gib besitos,,, and a shoulder massage <3

★ —  The long winding days that kept Axel battered and away from home were nothing more than a habit to his lifestyle. From jumping from job to job, to pressing out the next details with his bandmates and then still working in time to study… It left Winnie wondering how he could carry on through these difficult motions without even seeming to crack under the pressure. But he was only human, and much like anyone who gave themselves fully to a life of work, there would be times that he seemed to give in to the need for a well earned break. There wasn’t a need to feel ashamed to sit back for an evening, despite how it seemed like, with any given moment possible, Axel simply wished to keep pushing forward. Strangely, Winnie wondered how it was possible for him to still have trouble sleeping…

Oh, but that hardly mattered now, for Axel sat before him now on their bed, waiting to feel the much needed massage that he had asked from Winnie. Nimble fingers found themselves meeting with soft skin, dancing across the stretch of muscles with such ease and grace to work away the stress of a loaded workday. Each dip in within his shoulders, each graze, mark, and mole had been engraved deep within Winnie’s memory as he applied pressure down upon his palms and continued trying to ease away the stiffness from Axel’s body. From behind, he could see those tumbles and curls of Axel’s black locks, dipping back and forth, lips parting with an easy sigh as he seemed to melt further back. The sweetness of his smile, the green of his beautiful eyes, it all seemed to give in to the skilled touch of Winnie’s fingertips.  

In a moment that Axel leaned back, head tilted towards Winnie, showing that dashing smile that was always capable of melting the vagabond’s heart, he could no longer help himself. Selfish, he knew, as he was to focus solely on Axel, but his hand moved to direct the other’s chin towards him. Leaning over his shoulder, he pressed a kiss against those lips that had made him fall madly in love with Axel, fondness entwined with utmost care and love as he pulled away and pressed yet another peck against his cheek. His neck followed, hands no longer weaving way to offer said massage, but allowing his mouth, his lips, to bid forward the gesture instead. 

nonverbal memes // accepting !!

(taste) for axel 💕

★ — A soft swish of a freed tail roamed back and forth in a slow and lazy manner, watching with utter interest as Axel worked away at whatever he had cooking on the stove. A stir of veggies, freshly grown that Winnie he brought him from his very own garden, but he was much more curious as towards what happened to be marinating away within the oven for what seemed like HOURS now. 

There were very few days in between their busy lives that allowed for the familiarity of domestics to seep within their lives, for the usual hustle of life seemed to take Axel away from Winnie whenever it could wrap its hands around him. And when it wasn’t Axel who was crossing from place to place, free from home, with was Winnie who found himself deep within the woods dealing with friends and foes from before. Even the world had still changed so much in the span of two days, and the usual unrest and need to explore, to track through the mud itched through Winnie’s black fur. Yet, no new land or undiscovered secret could compare to the utter warmth and sweet affection he felt being lit in watching Axel sweep sweat from his brow over the heated stove.

Curiously, he peeked over the other’s shoulder, tippy toes needed as this little special dinner was in Axel’s charge this evening. There wasn’t a need to worry about the outside world, worry about the dangers that came with stepping outside their door. All that mattered was the alleviated comfort of shelter they shared together in Axel’s apartment.  ❛ You wouldn’t mind spoiling me just a little bit and letting me try some, would you ?? ❜

He’d be lying if he didn’t admit that he was practically salivating from the mouth at how delicious the whole place was starting to smell. Honestly, it was almost OVERWHELMING, making his tail lightly dance further from side to side as he waited for Axel to let him chomp down on whatever he offered. Selfish, he knew, using those bright blue eyes in order to get what he wanted, much like any alleycat who meowed for attention. But it worked… He watched as Axel, picked up a cherry tomato with a fork, seared and dipped in whatever he had been making before popping it right into Winnie’s mouth over his shoulder. A hum thrummed out from within his throat as he drummed those pawed fingers against the other’s stomach, now grinning widely.  ❛ Oh, so you’re going to spoil me the entirety of this meal with your cooking skills ?? What else have you cooked for me tonight, I wonder ?? ❜

nonverbal memes // accepting !!

@lpseitys​​ asked : (braid) for theo!!

⭒ —  ❝ You better have washed this grease trap you call hair before I stick my hands in there. ❞ As the other sat still in front of him on his bedroom floor, taking in the different assortments of knickknacks that lined his walls and shelves, Santi was grabbing a few hair ties to pull Theo’s unstately hair into a masterpiece. Strands of hair shifted into each other way, causing black finger-painted nails to push them back down before they strayed away any further. As he took a seat on his bed, letting Theo lean back between his legs as his figure was turned from Santi himself, he began to push a comb through messy tangles, scoffing with a small smile. ❝ Don’t be bringing any god damn lice in here either, Theo. If I have to shave my beautiful hair because of you, I’ll never let you live. ❞

Still, despite the usual hotheadedness and scuffs of words, there came a budding silence as Santi found his fingers sectioning off bits off hair into categories of three, making sure each one lined up into the perfect center before he began to weave them into a braid. Well, for the most part, Theo’s hair was SOFT. Actually, it was really well kept. No doubt the life of a rising star called for even the smallest details in their persona to be taken care of, seeing as even that overworked manager of his was running after him and his other bandmates every other day. Still, he extinguished the ideas of starlit fame, knowing that there was more to life than talking about these high end life goals.

@lpseitys​ asked : “  knowing you is like…coming home. like i’ve finally found something that’s been missing all this time.  ”

★ —  There had never been a home for Winnie. The stretches of long winding roads and perilous paths, verdant green and lush patches of grass had been what he considered home. He had his cottage, a place of meeting and parting when his soul became restless and needed to turn away from his usual life style, but never could he remain permanent in that place. His goodbyes were imminent, always present with whichever place he happened to travel towards, leading him back towards whatever ocean, peak of mountain or open terrain his feet would take him towards. His own being, searching, yearning for the freedom of adventure wanted more and more, to find those dreamlike landscapes that he could only share with himself to feel satisfied. And yet, in all that time of travel, in all that time he had rushed from place to place to find the next most beautiful place… He had found it all within Axel.

He never grew tired of those luscious green eyes, the way they watched every movement he made no matter how little it happened to be. Or how he would squeeze Winnie just a bit tighter in the mornings, quietly asking for him not to leave the bedroom just yet for their moments together were nothing but timeless. Hopeful, starry eyed and filled with love, Winnie could never pull away from such a grasp, only sinking back, melting and asking for more. 

Even now, home after a day of work and school, a day out and about in a modern world that Winnie had much to learn about, Axel still looked at him with those eyes that said everything. He’s home. Safe. And that exact feeling was everything that Winnie felt the minute he saw his lover. The words were stolen right out of his own mouth, as he neared him, hands brought upwards to cup and cradle his face within his hold. His smile, unable to hold it back anymore became present as he simply pulled Axel toward’s himself and pressed his forehead against his.