pervoprestolnaya:

ohflowerofscotland:

pervoprestolnaya:

ohflowerofscotland:

Sometimes I think me and my siblings have a rough time.

—but then I look at Alexei and Maya and I feel lucky, to be honest. 

I’ve yet to witness an interaction with your siblings (excluding Arthur) so I don’t know how bad you guys are.

Oh, it’s pretty casual these days.

But we’ve had our moments, believe me. 

Have you tried drowning / poisoning each other.

You know I can’t admit that out loud.

—just in case he’s listening, ya know.


pervoprestolnaya:

ohflowerofscotland:

Sometimes I think me and my siblings have a rough time.

—but then I look at Alexei and Maya and I feel lucky, to be honest. 

I’ve yet to witness an interaction with your siblings (excluding Arthur) so I don’t know how bad you guys are.

Oh, it’s pretty casual these days.

But we’ve had our moments, believe me. 


I’M GOING TO KILL HER ONE OF THESE DAYS JUST YOU WAIT.

I really can’t advocate murder, you know that right?

posted 2 days ago

Sometimes I think me and my siblings have a rough time.

—but then I look at Alexei and Maya and I feel lucky, to be honest. 

posted 2 days ago with 6 notes

lameilleuremoitie:

ohflowerofscotland:

lameilleuremoitie:

Mm.

[wiggles her feet]

Surely you know how to strip a woman of her shirt. 

[raises an eyebrow]

—well I dunno about that.

It’s been a while, but I can have a go.

[/lil smirk]

[/casually reaches down for the hem of her top]

[/gULPS]

[waits]

… You know what?

I think maybe the water and painkillers could be more useful.

[/gulps and RUNS into the kitchen]


severnayastolitsa:

ohflowerofscotland:

severnayastolitsa:

[clears his throat]

In the fluorescent light I seek, 

The wilting flowers you gave me.

While bitter frost has numbed my lips,

In vain I will speak.

[what the fuck that doesn’t even make sense fuck Alexei Petrov.]

… Okay.

But what’s it supposed to mean—?

I don’t.

I don’t know, I haven’t figured that out yet- perhaps it’s up for your interpretation? I’ve been working on this one for a while— 

What do you think it means.

… So you wrote it without even knowing what it means? Well that doesn’t make any sense!

To be honest with you, I don’t know. I don’t even have a clue.

Did it write it when you were cold?


coeurbatdeplus:

ohflowerofscotland:

Alright then, I’ll have to surprise you.

[/little grin]

Aye, sure, eight sounds fine to me.

Ahh- Wonderful. See you then?

Aye, sure. I’ll see you then.

—as long as this isn’t just a huge wind-up.


neschimbator:

ohflowerofscotland:

Aye, ‘course I missed you. Who else can I moan to about my life if not my ole buddy Alex?

Oh aye, is that so? Anything fun I should know about?

     —Aw, I almost feel flattered.

[Nudges him playfully with a snort.]

        Well, depends on what you consider ‘fun’. I moved and I still have to finish unpacking and whatnot.

Aye, you should do.

[/grins and elbows him back carefully]

So you’ve moved, huh? Does this mean I have to update your address?

—and any plans for a housewarming party?

[/eyebrow waggle]


severnayastolitsa:

ohflowerofscotland:

severnayastolitsa:

No one appreciates poetry nearly as much as I do.

It’s quite sad, really.

I’ve never read your poetry.

Read me some?

[clears his throat]

In the fluorescent light I seek, 

The wilting flowers you gave me.

While bitter frost has numbed my lips,

In vain I will speak.

[what the fuck that doesn’t even make sense fuck Alexei Petrov.]

… Okay.

But what’s it supposed to mean—?


coeurbatdeplus:

ohflowerofscotland:

Sounds great. I love a picnic, I do.

When do you want me? Is there a particular dress code or can I just rock up in m’pyjamas? 

[laughs]

"Rock up" in whatever you like, there’s no dress code.

Does 8 sound good to you?

Alright then, I’ll have to surprise you.

[/little grin]

Aye, sure, eight sounds fine to me.