#carydan

Kaidan: I can suck your dick.

I have to pump real content into this ship but I'm lazy.

Caryalind: Let’s watch Sharkboy and Lavagirl. Kaidan: Okay. Caryalind: And make out during the scary parts. Kaidan: Th- Kaidan: The scary parts. Kaidan: Of Sharkboy and Lavagirl.

Caryalind: I think I'm falling for you. Kaidan: Then get up.

Kaidan: I know one person who finds me funny! Caryalind: Okay, who?... and you can't say yourself! Kaidan: Okay then I'm out.

Caryalind: Hello Kaidan, made anyone cry today? Kaidan: Sadly, no. But it’s only 4:30.

Caryalind: You remind me of the ocean. Kaidan: Because I'm deep and mysterious? Caryalind: No, because you're full of salt and you scare people.

Kaidan: Did you wash the dishes? Caryalind: I thought you wanted to do that... Kaidan: *chuckles* You were WRONG.

Caryalind: You know you've made it when you see your picture everywhere you go. Kaidan: Those are wanted posters!

Kaidan: I don't need to go to bed. I'm not tired, I'll be fine. Caryalind: But, darling, I'll be so lonely without you. Come curl up in my arms so I can feel whole again. Kaidan: O-oh. Well. Are you trying to seduce me into healthy sleeping patterns?? Caryalind: Is it working?

Kaidan: I owe you one. Caryalind: That’s ok. You can just date me and we’ll call it even.

Kaidan: You are the love of my life and I would do anything within reason to make you happy. Caryalind: I would be happy if you ate, stayed hydrated and got a reasonable amount of sleep. Kaidan: I said within reason, Caryalind. How about I murder that guy? Caryalind: So murder is in reason but proper self care isn't? Kaidan: Well, duh. What kind of question is that?

Kaidan: How much did you spend on this date? Caryalind: $1400. But all of it's on credit cards, so it's like $5 a month for the next 2,000 years.

Caryalind: I think we should kiss. Kaidan: And I think you should die but we don’t always get what we want.

Kaidan: I was going to suggest we do Marilyn Monroe and JFK roleplay, but I’d get way too into it. Caryalind: What- how? Kaidan: You’d be like “come to bed … Mr. President” and I’d be like, “I need to increase the amount of American military advisors in South Vietnam by a factor of 18.”

Caryalind: Talk dirty to me, baby~ Kaidan: The dishes. Caryalind: Wh- Kaidan: They’ve been there for 4 days and it’s your turn to wash them. You still haven’t cleaned them and I have asked you to do so several times.

Caryalind: We both look very handsome tonight. Kaidan: You know, if you'd just said that I looked handsome, I would have said, "So do you." Caryalind: I couldn't take that chance.

Caryalind: Are we fighting or flirting? Kaidan: I'm pinning you against a wall with my hand around your neck- Caryalind: Your point?

Caryalind: Being gay is a constant battle between "I wish to sit on a window bench with my lover, our legs tangling as we listen to the birds" and "Hey, let's go throw rocks at fascists" and I think that's very sexy of us. Kaidan: If the window's open and you time it right, you can do both.

Caryalind: Relationships should be 50/50. Kaidan cooks us dinner while I sit on the kitchen counter looking pretty.

Kaidan: I’m proud to identify as morosexual. I’m attracted to dumbasses and dumbasses exclusively. Someone asked me what the Spanish word for "tortilla" was once, and now I dream of kissing them under the moonlight. Caryalind: What kind of animal is the Pink Panther? Kaidan, already taking off their clothes: God, Caryalind, you’re so fucking stupid.