#bangbangdear

Have you tried turning the planet on and off again? �� Works for cities.

i learned it from the animated prince of egypt film but you sally forth with your lil book, young lady.

was thinkin about just skipping to the plague of locusts.

#i cannot holler to you that i am not dead #because i am in fact dead #but i do appreciate your endeavor to include me in riveting millennial running gags :')

“Again with the self-deprecating and death-related jokes--

hi did you know that you're literally a video game character

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good, i guess

Acts of Intimacy || always accepting

{ @bangbang-dear }

Who knew the girl would instantly get into Tin Pin? Both the game and the television series. Her eyes and smile held nothing but genuine curiosity and enthusiasm the first time Joshua uttered the name and jokingly blabbered on about it, and ever since then Iris has managed to slip in questions and comments about the game and show in their daily talks until she was finally given the most blessed offering some few days ago: “Here’s a link where you can watch every single episode.”

Joshua, on the other hand, doesn’t seem to care for King’s Knight that much.

Or at all, let’s be real here.

Iris could confidently peg it to her absurdly lame explanation skills because what’s not to love about her favourite franchise? She rambles about how the mobile game and its movie adaptations are just as fun and as action-packed as the Tin Pin series (in her opinion, of course). If only she can get Joshua to just focus on her phone screen for longer than two and a quarter minutes, he’d perhaps start to appreciate the lovely graphics, the unique menu and HUD set-up, the intricate story woven into--

Oh. He’s asleep now. Rude.

“Mmmrghh,” Iris grumbles, peering down at flared nostrils in mock-frustration as she expects him to open his eyes again and give her some sort of quirky look which states ‘You’re boring me’. But he just. Remains there, her thighs serving as his pillows, and her smartphone laying ignored and forgotten on his chest while it rises and falls evenly along with his soft breaths. 

The feigned glower on her face is quickly replaced by an obvious and very fond smile. When she raises her hand, it is to click her phone screen shut and pat his pale knuckles instead of pinching his nose until he wakes, all for severely disrespecting her game with this act. He looks too comfortable-- and adorably peaceful-- to be pestered.