Thursday, April 17, 2014
Sometimes you meet someone, and it’s so clear that the two of you, on some level belong together. As lovers, or as friends, or as family, or as something entirely different. You just work, whether you understand one another or you’re in love or you’re partners in crime. You meet these people throughout your life, out of nowhere, under the strangest circumstances, and they help you feel alive. I don’t know if that makes me believe in coincidence, or fate, or sheer blind luck, but it definitely makes me believe in something. unknown  (via desertblooms)

(Source: quozio.com)

Wednesday, April 16, 2014
jigsawjo:

2014-03-29, 500, “M&M’s”, 2008
This one is two sided; the other side is regular M&M’s.

jigsawjo:

2014-03-29, 500, “M&M’s”, 2008

This one is two sided; the other side is regular M&M’s.

classychassistrackstar:

For a brief moment, she’s confused as to if she’s ever mentioned her brother to Oz. Most likely not. It takes a few seconds to retranslate the sentence in her mind. Oh. Ace as in good, Biscotti is good. Sometimes it’s hard not having English as her first language. “Good, I have some that I just made this morning.”

Fran gives a smile and a nod, considering her current situation. She wonders to sit on the couch adjacent to her, thinking about how much better she was feeling here. “Yeah, it is. Family’s always close.” Biological and gang wise. It was nice to actually have connections around here. “And we’ve been well, I own a bakery now. Jack’s back to his old job.” Other than her recent bouts of sickness, they’d been doing really well here. Having money to spend was a bit of a new asset to her, as well. So she was having a bit of trouble controlling herself when it came to clothes and such.

Speak of the devil, that cat comes prowling in and promptly parks himself on the couch next to his owner. Boy, was he fat. And also fluffy. Fran reaches over to stroke his back lazily. “Even better. Dog has some good playmates, familiar ones.” Ace had taken in Joli after she had found her abandoned, Jac nowhere to be found. “And Gil just keeps getting fatter.” 

*Nope, Oz has only heard vague things about Fran’s brothers, mostly from Narcisse about the Spy’s brief run-in with them. That was a while ago, though. Back then, they hadn’t even met Jack yet. She wonders if they’ve realized how annoying he is yet — but this is something she would never say to Fran.*

A bakery? I didn’t know you bake. *She eyes the cat, grown to the size where sitting down manages to hide his back haunches entirely and create the illusion that he’s a much longer cat actually coming out of the floor.* Though it looks like Gillespie does. Don’t let Narcisse see him like that or he’ll read you the riot act about diabetes rates in house cats. Our Bonnie is a born mouser and he’s right proud of it.

*Privately, Oz is glad that Dog doesn’t seem about to barrel in to make her appearance as well. She likes dogs but that one has too much enthusiasm. And maybe Jack has managed to train her to pee on people he doesn’t like or something.* So, there are lots of other dogs around here? *Oz doesn’t know about Joli.*

(Source: jackreeds)

faesdiner:

Fae gave a sad smile. “I’m sure you two will make it work, you’re like the perfect couple yeah?”

*shrugs* No couple is perfect. But yeah… I guess we will. I hope so. But for now, I don’t know what to do with myself before I fly back. Narcisse has a little sister to get to know, I’m just here.

faesdiner:

aimless-sniper:

faesdiner:

aimless-sniper:

Sorry, it must just be allergies or something… You’re still laughing at me.

"Sorry sorry I’ll stop…" She checked Oz nose. "Allergies you say?"

Um, yeah. I get sinus headaches sometimes. *is still blushing*

"Mmm hmm. Anyways…how are you and Narcisse?"

Uh… kind of distant, actually. It’s been a hard few months, work wise — I mean we work together, and the job itself is a lot of stress.

I haven’t gotten any calls while I’ve been out here. It’s like… a break for both of us. Not sure how I feel about that.

Tuesday, April 15, 2014

faesdiner:

aimless-sniper:

faesdiner:

She is still giggling as she kisses the snipers cheek. “Better?”

Sorry, it must just be allergies or something… You’re still laughing at me.

"Sorry sorry I’ll stop…" She checked Oz nose. "Allergies you say?"

Um, yeah. I get sinus headaches sometimes. *is still blushing*

faesdiner:

aimless-sniper:

faesdiner:

aimless-sniper:

*sudden nosebleed* Oh god, can I have a tissue?

"Jesus Oz!" She handed her a tissue but couldn’t help but laugh.

Come on, don’t laugh. *red as a beet, tissue corners jammed up her nose*

She is still giggling as she kisses the snipers cheek. “Better?”

Sorry, it must just be allergies or something… You’re still laughing at me.

faesdiner:

aimless-sniper:

faesdiner:

"because sometimes I do wear them…why are you so fixated on my panties Oz? do you want to see them? or maybe you don’t want to see them…if you catch my meaning…" She grinned at the sniper.

*sudden nosebleed* Oh god, can I have a tissue?

"Jesus Oz!" She handed her a tissue but couldn’t help but laugh.

Come on, don’t laugh. *red as a beet, tissue corners jammed up her nose*

faesdiner:

aimless-sniper:

faesdiner:

"well it means I own underwear but sometimes I don’t wear them" 

Then what’s the point of owning them?

"because sometimes I do wear them…why are you so fixated on my panties Oz? do you want to see them? or maybe you don’t want to see them…if you catch my meaning…" She grinned at the sniper.

*sudden nosebleed* Oh god, can I have a tissue?

jackreeds:

aimless-sniper:

jackreeds:

aimless-sniper:

That’s not very optimistic at all, it just wasn’t being actively rude.

You’re already middle aged, how old is old enough?

When I’m dead and buried underground.  

Technically we’ve both been dead before.

Technically, respawn hasn’t buried us under six feet of dirt before.  

That’s why I didn’t say buried, just dead.