1. night-vale-jace said: "Hey Erin. It's been a while, hasn't it?" Jace asked weakly.

    night-vale-jace:

    ectobruisebosom:

    Erin’s purple gaze flicked to him before back down to the paper she had in front of her. “…Uh huh.” she answered, looking back up at him.

    He looked down at her. “What are you doing down there?” He asked, tilting his head curiously. He put his hands at his sides.

    "You didn’t come to bed." she answered, still laying there. She turned her head slightly, lifting his shirt and kissing his stomach.

     

  2. Reblog if you’re okay with people rping with you from their mobile.

    imquiteusedtobeingalone:

    This means unintentionally made link reblogs, an inability to use icons, and probably slowed response rates.

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  3. night-vale-jace said: "Hey Erin. It's been a while, hasn't it?" Jace asked weakly.

    night-vale-jace:

    ectobruisebosom:

    Erin’s purple gaze flicked to him before back down to the paper she had in front of her. “…Uh huh.” she answered, looking back up at him.

    Jace walked over to his kitchen and slid down to the floor, his head in his hands. He had messed up. He was sure of it.

    Erin waited. And waited. Then she poked her head out, her body soon following as she slinked over to Jace in the kitchen. She then laid on him, gazing at his face.

     

  4. nvcrinternmaurine:

    *tries desperately not to laugh god I know I don’t have you fooled for a second*

    *hell yeah motherly instincts help with that*

     

  5. night-vale-jace said: "Hey Erin. It's been a while, hasn't it?" Jace asked weakly.

    night-vale-jace:

    ectobruisebosom:

    Erin’s purple gaze flicked to him before back down to the paper she had in front of her. “…Uh huh.” she answered, looking back up at him.

    He sighed. “I’m sorry. If you want to go, you can. I understand.” He said, looking back down. He feels like he messed up again.

    Erin didn’t respond, sitting there for a while longer. After a moment, she sighed and stood, meandering to Jace’s bed and climbing in, pulling the covers up and hiding.

     

  6. nvcrinternmaurine:

    *muffled yesssss-ing before “sleeping” haha no fake sleeping*

    *fuckin sits there I don’t trust ur sneaky ass. sits for a while*

     

  7. night-vale-jace said: "Hey Erin. It's been a while, hasn't it?" Jace asked weakly.

    night-vale-jace:

    ectobruisebosom:

    Erin’s purple gaze flicked to him before back down to the paper she had in front of her. “…Uh huh.” she answered, looking back up at him.

    He sat down, still not looking at her. “You don’t have explain, but I need to know this. Will it happen again?” He asked, looking over at her.

    Erin didn’t even look up. “No, it should not happen again.” she answered, sitting back again and shaking her head. Now she didn’t want to do much of anything.

     

  8. ectobruisebosom said: "Wheatley, help me out. Hook me up here." Erin said, pointing to the mindframe. "I'll get you outta here and then I'll follow. Instead of you goin' all corrupt again." (LAUGHS)

    geniusofaperture:

    geniusofaperture:

    "What? No! I won’t do that! I have to be hooked up." The fear in his eyes was real. He didn’t want Erin to ever be hooked up to that accursed contraption. It was bad enough he was still corrupt from it. No one else should suffer from it. 

    Once the elevator opened, Wheatley stepped out. Looking up at the camera, voice level, he asks, “What would you like me to do?”

    Erin turned back to him, frowning. “Solve the test. Please." she replied, sitting back again. She was curious, what was the euphoria that he seemed to get? And GLaDOS used to.

     

  9. ectobruisebosom said: "Wheatley, help me out. Hook me up here." Erin said, pointing to the mindframe. "I'll get you outta here and then I'll follow. Instead of you goin' all corrupt again." (LAUGHS)

    geniusofaperture:

    geniusofaperture:

    "What? No! I won’t do that! I have to be hooked up." The fear in his eyes was real. He didn’t want Erin to ever be hooked up to that accursed contraption. It was bad enough he was still corrupt from it. No one else should suffer from it. 

    Nodding, he walked to the door, and goes through it. He stepped into the elevator, narrowing his optics. This corruption was getting to be hard to ignore. And along with it came one of the things he dreaded. The Itch was back. Except this time he didn’t quite understand what euphoria he wanted. 

    Erin, for the lack of a better phrase, beamed him up (scotty!). Opening it, she turned towards the chamber. “Hold on, I gotta make it a little easier." she said, raising the floor. Old fashioned cube and button.

     

  10. strexcorp-secret-service:

    Standing up and brushing himself off he growled at her 

    "No, take care of it yourself. I’m not your gardener"

    Erin stood as well before tacking back and bodyslamming him again.

    "Don’t be fuckin’ rude, Colt." she turned her head and bit at his ear.

    (Source: ectobruisebosom)