Carrotsarelies - I Make Up Lies When My Friends Ask To Meet Up

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YOU HAVE NO EXCUSE NOT TO REBLOG THIS.

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Allison getting stuck in the 60s as a WOC:

there’s one for every fandom and in rwarb it’s june and alex

(it’s made even better because she’s canonically watching parks and rec in that scene too)

Is this the eh-ehhh one? Yeah. Yeah. Some people say some stupid things, though.

“I haven’t danced in so long,” Saracen whispered, burying his face into Dexter’s chest. The sound of a piano echoed through the room, though in reality it was just a recording being played from Dexter’s phone.

“Me neither,” Dexter breathed, “I can’t remember the last time we’ve had peace and quiet.”

“I know,” Saracen affirmed, “We fight so hard.”

“And we deserve a break.”

Saracen nodded, and Dexter lifted his arm to spin him, and accidentally, Saracen misstepped, and his foot met Dexter’s toe. Instead of letting go, though, Dexter laughed and gripped Saracen tightly.

“Oh, sorry!” Saracen laughed.

Dexter shook his head, “You don’t sound sorry!”

Saracen stepped on him again, laughing, “I’m not.”

Dexter grinned and stomped on Saracen’s foot, gentle enough not to hurt him, “Ow! You did that on purpose!” Saracen kicked out, but Dexter leaned down and grabbed him, and picked him up.

“Hey!” Saracen cried, “What happened to dancing?”

“You tried to kick me!” Dexter exclaimed.

“You started it!”

Dexter ignored him and threw him onto the bed, and climbed up onto his waist. Saracen wrapped his arms around Dexter, who leaned down to kiss him, and whose hands were tightly gripping Saracen’s waist and travelling up his shirt.

“So much for dancing,” Saracen gasped, feeling the warmth of Dexter’s hands on his skin. Dexter laughed and kissed him again, but then he lowered himself beside Saracen.

“It’s late. We should sleep,” Dexter said, running his hands through Saracen’s hair, and Saracen rested his head on Dexter’s chest, and snuggled up to him.

“Fine,” Saracen muttered, having been looking forward to a long night.

Dexter, amused, said, “It’s okay. We have all day tomorrow.

Henry: *finally stops repressing all his emotions and decides to just go for it and kisses Alex*

Alex: what

Henry: 

Good for them