#copyse

i'm crying irl again it's all your fault ;falls down

queue Lacie sulking

This is my back profile so you can see how my hair looks au natural =P

This is me climbing trees like my Precious Kajika~

Aaaand this is me with straight hair (obviously the one in the middle)

A pat on the head

Okay, so Marco had had one or two drinks. Or more than one or two…he’d stopped counting after the shots appeared to be honest and by that point he was just about ready for his bed. The party was winding down, there were couples pairing off and talking in corners…or otherwise and he had no-one special he was here with so in his state he figured he should try to get home before the sads hit him.

Pushing up off his seat and he rose, made his way through bodies towards the door and even though he was concentrating hard he managed to stumble and knock into someone. He looked up at them, not knowing who they were and managed to giggle of all things. Wow he was stupid when he was drunk!

The events leading up to this were nothing but vague, and Shu only had the tiniest inkling of understanding of what went down- being roped into attending the after-party, being goaded into drinking more than he should, and being pulled off to some remote room by another equally-drunk blond who he swore he knew. Kind of knew. Did he really know him? 

All rational thought flew out the window the moment the door was slammed close. He’d nearly tore open the other man’s shirt in his hurry. The young model was sprawled on top of the bed and the heir trailed kisses down is torso. Upon reaching the other’s stomach and planting feather-light kisses there, however, he managed to elicit the most unexpected reaction from the other.

The other man- no, he was sure of it now, he was Kise, promptly burst into loud laughter and he. Wouldn’t. Stop.