How soon is too soon to get engaged?
As soon as you’re sure you love them, it isn’t too soon!
guys i promise i haven't totally disappeared ive just been kind of out of it and getting over a cold, im going to Try to be more active but that’s gonna start on sindre’s blog because i owe all sorts of stuff there
Hi, I’m Kay! I’ve written Switz for about two years and some change, with an extended hiatus in between.
This blog is still totally a work in progress, but I’m super excited to write with everyone!
Ooh, color it! Maybe like, a dark reddish color. Nothing wild. You’ve got too much of a professional aura for blue or pink hair.
Reddish? You think that would look good?
[Himself with blue hair, thats hilarious. He would never.]
Professional aura?
I mean, what’s a year or two for people like us? I wish I could grow mine long sometimes- it gets super poofy and terrible.
Mine doesn’t look bad when it’s long, but I use product either way. And I’m sure yours looks fine long! I just... don’t know. Maybe just something different.
I think you’re adorable!
[Chinhands, grinning] Hmm, have you had it long before? You can always try and then cut it if you don’t like it.
[Oh, that’s nice. They’re nice, he likes them.]
I haven’t for a long time... And I could do that, but growing it out takes a while. I don’t know.
[Frowns again. Decisions, hm.]
In love, you relish every moment and tend to get caught up in passion. You love to be in love. For you, kissing is how you get in touch with all your senses. You can't have feelings until you have that first kiss. Overall, you are creative, popular, and flexible. Many people would like to be with you. However, you tend to dislike criticism and avoid any conflict. One fight can ruin an otherwise perfect relationship. Best matches: ISTJ or ISFJ
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Does it get curlier? That would be cute. You know, it’s popular with the youth these days.
It would get curlier without growing it out if I didn’t put anything in it.
[If he doesn’t stop messing with it it’s going to get fluffy, the downside of those curls.]
I don’t think I count as ‘the youth’ anymore.
Do I look boring?
[He’s been staring at his reflection for a few minutes now, frowning and messing with his hair.]
I’ve been thinking about growing my hair out a little...
I wish I knew how to talk to you. I love you. I miss you.
Audrey Hepburn (via quotemadness)
“If we make it to your room I will be quite impressed.” Eliot chuckles as he he lead out. There was something so deliciously tantailizing about a man, not just any man, but Alessandro showing the Luxembourger exactly what he wanted. However, when they escape to the hall, and no one is in sight, the tall blond can’t help but pin the Italian against the hallway wall to find their mouths trapped in a hungry kiss.
“But if we make it to my room it’s easier to get what we want.” Eliot doesn’t seem bothered by any potential interruptions, and in the moment Alessandro can’t manage to care either. As his back hits the wall his hands find their way to Eliot’s shoulders, smoothing over his collar and leaning into his kiss. He wants to lose himself in the Luxembourger’s kiss, but more than that he wants this somewhere a bit more private. Kissing, yes, but also undoing his shirt one button at a time and falling into bed with him. His hands slide to Eliot’s chest and push him back, just enough Alessandro can shift himself away from the wall; he only breaks away when he has to, laughing and breathless and pulling him down the hall. Bless whoever arranged meetings in hotel conference rooms, honestly, they’re only an elevator ride away from what he wants. As soon as the elevator doors close behind them, luckily with the space all to themselves, he pulls Eliot to him again, leaning against the wall and threading a hand into the blond’s hair.
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Stress. It was the beginning, middle, and ending of his day: and his day was not even near its close, even though it was already six in the afternoon. Settling in at a new job really took up all of his energy, and he was not sleeping very much, and he was terrified that just about any day he would be getting fired, especially if he slipped up on numbers like that again, and – oh, right, he had some three or four hours of paperwork to sort through now, and he should be taking Paj for a walk, and –
He was pulled out of his internal monologue when the person in line behind him tapped on his shoulder, indicating that it was his turn to order, and suddenly felt another pang of anxiety. Ah! He had not even thought about what he was going to order, yet, and – and. Take a deep breath.
“Hi, sorry, can I have a regular coffee, a medium one – I, that’s it, thanks,” he said, handing over his card to pay for the drink.
Really, Alessandro is only ever half-focused at best. There’s not much going on that requires focus after all, and it doesn’t take much attention to tap orders into the computer in front of him, and actually making the drinks- he could do that in his sleep by now. People, though, are a much more interesting thing to pay attention to. The people in front of his counter were the most fun part of his day, after all. Most of them were very pleasant, some of them even struck up conversation with him, those were usually his favorite. This man looks too tired and distracted for anything though- probably the reason for the caffeine fix. “Long day?” He takes the card with a smile, taking a second to glance over the name on it. “Liud- Li-... I’m sorry. How do you...?” Just spelling that on the cup will be interesting, pronouncing it is even worse and his accent isn’t cooperating.
