#lcbeau

imagine waking up to see that lovely lad pulling back the curtains around ur bed and leaning over with a big grin

it’s not his favourite season. he quite likes that everything’s bring and in bloom, but he notes that he isn’t very well-suited for hot weather: “I was better fitted by my conformationfor the endurance of cold than heat.” he does say that he can bear BOTH extremes of temperature better than human beings can, but of the two, cold bothers him a lot less. as far as physical comfort, he prefers colder months like autumn and winter. he does, however, get a lot of pleasure out of seeing nature in bloom, so he does miss that when summer’s gone. he’s... ambivalent about it, i suppose. i think his favourite season overall would be spring --- it’s near enough to winter that the days aren’t too hot, but it’s also when everything starts blooming again and the animals start coming back out, which is what he really enjoys. 

↳ meme. accepting!

“pitiful for the most part,” he announces with little care for the potential of hurting the other’s feelings, opting for full honesty, “but there is potential if you continue to work at it. you will just have to work at it for a very long time! but do not feel ashamed, the maldonian accent is a tricky one.”

i uhm love you ??????

i can’t believe you made me read that sentence with my own two eyes

     thankfully ,  she  had  found  the..  well  stumbled into  the  right  person  who  had  been  kind  to  help  her.  being  bathed  and  dressed  felt  odd ,  especially  what  she  was  wearing,  currently.  the  fabric   was   soft  and  it  just  fell  to  the  ground  around  her  flawlessly.  then  that’s  when  she  saw  it,  it  was  laying  on  the   table  near  her  and  she  just  couldn’t  help    herself;  all  the  others  she  had   were,   smeared  and  smudged.  deft  fingers  reached  forwards  and  grasped   a  hold  of  the  paper  bound  book,  she  couldn’t  help  but  open   it  and  glance   down  at  the  words  perfectly ,  written  before   her.   but  it   was  pointless  as   she  could  not  read ,  but  she  glanced   and  gazed  over   the  pictures ,  as  her  fingers  lightly   skimmed  over   the   smooth  paper.   // @lcbeau .

  “   i don’t understand how you could fill your days with reading            ”  the hunter arches his brow as he  GLANCES  at the other and the book that he was holding. what good was it to waste life away between pages when the world was right outside the door ?                   “   why don’t you join me for  HUNTING  one of these days ?   ”        @lcbeau // ♥’d this starter call