general texting

[sokye]

a GENERAL sort of TEXTING meme

Sometimes, you just want to text somebody. No reason, no sexy stuff, no special time of the day. You just text that sucker. Sometimes it's even a wrong number! The world is your oyster, if your oyster has unlimited texting. Which, presumably, it does. You know what to do! Leave a top level and text people! Live free! Get weird!

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[achestostay]

Show my emotions?
I dare not, I'm just a little nobody in the grand scheme of things after all!
Lance looked like he wanted to punch Pendragon in the face, though.

[wickedlittlethought]

You could show them to me. It'll be our little secret.
He's so delightfully temperamental.

[achestostay]

But what shall we do if I can't stop and we end up eloping to Croatia to live on one of those little islands?
He's a moron but he's our moron so that makes him precious.
Should I have let him?

[wickedlittlethought]

Cause a tremendous scandal and live in sin happily ever after?
I do adore him.
No, I wasn't there to see it so it would have been a waste of a black eye on poor Arthur.

[achestostay]

You're such a terrible enabler.
No wonder they sent me away for school.
Let's make it this summer's mini-holiday.
Unless you have plans already?

[wickedlittlethought]

Don't remind me, I was absolutely furious at the time. Many tears were shed in properly dramatic fashion.
No, that sounds like a perfect plan.

[achestostay]

In my immense grief I destroyed somebody's favourite motorcycle.
Brilliant. I still have the pineapple trunks from our impromptu holiday in Portugal.

[wickedlittlethought]

Did you really? I never knew.
I maintain that those things are horrid.

[achestostay]

They covered it up expertly, those tossers.
But so comfy they make a grown man weep.
I still have the matching bathing suit you threatened to strangle me with.
Offer stands.

[wickedlittlethought]

How incredibly rude.
What would I get for wearing it?

[achestostay]

I'll carry you around on my back the whole day you're wearing it.

[wickedlittlethought]

Very well, sir, we have a deal.

[achestostay]

Yes!
19-year-old me is so proud right now.

[wickedlittlethought]

He was a menace.

[achestostay]

Helplessly in love, you mean.
Good we outgrew that.

[wickedlittlethought]

Yes, heaven knows what you'd try to make me wear these days otherwise.

[achestostay]

Nothing probably.
I'll never forget you standing on the edge of high wall back home, wearing your blue summer dress, head tossed back like nothing could ever touch you except the sun.
And then you jumped and made me catch you.

I still get nervous bum crack sweat when I think of that day.

[wickedlittlethought]

It would certainly be easier to make me agree to than pineapples.

Somehow jumping off a wall was the less terrifying option between that and simply telling you that all I wanted was for you to hold me.

[achestostay]

Scandalous!
I wanted We could have
Really? Good thing we outgrew that too.
If you decide Arthur worthy, I promise to be nice to him.

[wickedlittlethought]

Well, I know I can pull naked off. Not so sure about demon fruit.

Remember when I hung mistletoe in every single doorway at home?
Same logic.
Hopelessly in love and also just hopeless in general, is what I'd call that.

I make no such promises in return regarding any potential worthy person in your eyes. You know how possessive I can be. But I suppose I'll do my best.

[achestostay]

But you look good in anything, highness.
I remember those. Your father had A Talk with me, though, that's why I always ran like I was being chased by Satan.

Would it help if I told you you're the only one who'll ever be worthy?

[wickedlittlethought]

Look at that, the simple country boy learned.

Oh dear, you poor thing. I'll confess that thinking the thought of kissing me filled you with existential dread was quite the blow to my heart ego.

It would. But you might grow out of that, too.

[achestostay]

I have great teachers.
And all these years it wasn't lack of wanting just fear of your father.
What? Never.

[wickedlittlethought]

I have never thought of him as intimidating in the slightest. I'm almost impressed that he managed to make such an impression.
What are you afraid of now?

I'll hold you to that, you know.

[achestostay]

I'm glad to hear that.
I think he reserves it for the menaces his daughter likes to befriend.
Still your father, my uncle, Lancelot, and the withering looks of the matrons who only want our best.

I'm counting on that.