𝐊𝐀𝐑𝐋

@e-existence-
            
            Raising his head, curling his long neck to look down, his spiral tail spinning with fiery hues, he puffed a playful glance of cold smoke and ashes down to fall like black snow in the light from his flowing scales. They were something like embers of a fire. A light which you never recognised until it was gone. And it was gone in an instant, one enormous, powerful flap of the wings as he leaped into the sky throwing back the crowds around him. Perching fast on the roof of his house, wings still open like a cawing crow. The golden shine in his eyes was commanding. It spoke even louder than the rumble of thunder in his stomach. It told him to follow.
            
            With his work done, he catapulted himself back up into the clouds, blasting every last ounce of dirt from his house into the crowd below with a beat of his wings and a whip crack of a powerful thorned tail. The townsfolk who weren't thrown back and silted by the force of his egress just glanced between themselves in mild awe. Many of them had never seen the thing up close before. The drawings and woodcuts really didn't do it justice. It seemed that people were willing to ignore that silhouette of light in the sky, for want of what it was impossible to say. As if placated by its very presence, the crowd slowly disbanded. As the sun began to break behind the mountain, dyeing the sky they could see slate grey,  the golden outline twisted and turned over the peaks. 

@CUPIDSCH0KEH0LD_ ;
            
            Karl panicked, glancing around his room before pulling away quickly and searching for his satchel. He picked it up and quickly shoved random things in it - he couldn't remember, maybe a pen? some cloth? he'd worry about it later - and quickly made his way to the back entrance of the house, tugging off the thin hooded cape he kept for cold days. The brunet fumbled with the door haphazardly before yanking it open and managing to flip his hood up. It didnt do much for the rain, but it did cover his wavy hair. He snuck around the side, shoes slick with water now and threw a few stones at the dragons large claws. He didn't want to attract too much attention to himself.
            
            "Hey! Dragon! Come on.. Lets not stay here too long!" He called, but over the rain and shouting, it was if it were called upon deaf ears. Finally, he resorted back to his previous tactic of chucking rounded stones at the large dirtied claw, some hitting gentle scales.

@e-existence-
            
            A flutter of great wings, as loose and sweet as such great and powerful things could be, a rustle of redwood canopy in a storm that never could topple it. A small puff of smoke, almost a warning, the long and gentle orange and black spines which hung from his gold-lined nose brushing against slick cobbles. It seemed almost wary, as if distrustful of the truth of his promise. Headbutting the window, the crack strained dangerously against his copses of curling golden horns. The crown atop his head allowed the feather-like crest scales, cherry red and fernesque, to curl up. The eyes were no longer scared. No longer anxious. They were deep tunnels of sparkling spiral, a staircase into hell, a descent into everything and nothing at all. That same absinthe bliss that left him so untroubled in the sky 

@e-existence-  #
            
            No problem my friend   ! I love the colours  ^^

@local_bluesheep 
            //; ah! thank you!

@SHUTM3UP_ ;
            
            Karl's face burned from the embarrassment of his voice cracking - it happened when he was nervous,  despite getting better about it over the years. "Uh. Uhm. McDonalds pancakes or something- oh my god, have you had them? They're actually kinda good. IHop is also good but I doubt we have time," Karl began, his odd fascination for pancakes seeming to blossom and chip away at his nervousness. Soft eyes widened as he spoke, hands moving energetically. The lameness of his previous actions seemed to have vanished.
            
            "-and it's like, my biggest goal to have a late night IHop run date. Like, just up until super late and go to IHop and get stupid kids pancakes and douse them in as much sugar as humanly possible- its so good.." Karl whined, a lull of happiness and warmth blanketing his tone. "McDonalds panckes are subpar but.. They managed to yanno, not obliterate them too bad.. Oh jesus, what about hashbrowns? Have you ever had them? Theyre so good with actual maple syrup-" Karl seemed to rant on, completely oblivious to the others expressions or where he was driving. 
            
            He brushed a lock of soft brown from his face and to the rest of his fluffy hair. Eventually, he calmed down once he realized Quackity wasn't reacting much, embarrassment washing over him. He flushed and covered his mouth with his one hand and glanced away. "Sorry.. Was I rambling too much?"

@e-existence-
            
            "I literally do not care where we go." he shook his head. "Just make a decision at some point this week." he smiled an oddly skewed sort of grin that seemed to be avoiding the left side of his face. "We don't need anything huge anyway. Cuz if you ain't in for warmup, then they won't let you in at all. And I'm not getting a stitch on my first day back gala." he was silent for a second, the other's cracking voice making him glance over in an amused concern. He didn't mention it, though it made his smile carry onto his whole face. It was maybe slightly endearing. Maybe. 
            
            "Well I'm doing 600 medley, like you. Then 300 butterfly in two separate heats." he tapped his fingers against the wheel gently. "I think Dream's going. He's doing all 50s. He's got the fastest time in the state for backstroke right now, actually. 28 seconds. Faster than my 50 free, but then I havent swam it in like... Three years." he scoffed. "Sap's doing the mile swim too. That's last thing. He's damn good at that shit, you know he ain't the fastest but once he's picked a speed, he just keeps fuckin going." 

@SHUTM3UP_ ;
            
            "O-oh! Ah.. Haha.. Right.." Karl laughed nervously, face warming slightly due to the obviousness in his question. This guy was, in the nicest way possible, the defition of summarily so far. Straight to the point. He blinked a few times, a bit too quick when he was complimented, before scratching his cheek and clearing his throat. "I- It's.. Its not too great, I only really swim as a hobby. Im not very competitive but.." Karl pursed his lips. "Ah.. Haha. Um. We can get anything! I can pay since youre driving-" He offered quickly.
            
            Slowly, he relaxed and smiled when the other spoke of his friend. "Really? I'll definitely try one, cant promise if I like them I won't buy them all before you though." The brunet attempted to tease lightly, his voice cracking slightly through it. He faltered, face warming quickly and a hefty cough following in suit. 
            
            "U-uh... What.. What're you doing then? And, who are the rest of the guys on the team?" He tried, only to have his voice crack more from nervousness, a quick, high laugh following after due to sheer embarrassment. He covered his mouth with a hand and refused to look towards the driver. Shit. Bad impression in front of cute guy who picked you up, abort, stop talking.. Idiot..

ITS OK B :D

@e-existence-     ;;
              
                    ❝   three am.  ❞  sap responded as he flashed his lover a smile. he proceeded to pepper kisses onto his skin after realizing that the other was still sleepy, he curled up by him. 

@arsvnist ;
            
            Karl whined, exhaling heavily as his boyfriend jumped onto him. He pushed himself up and sat up, rubbing his face with his hands. "Huh... Babe, what time is it..?" He murmured sleepily.

oh would you? come here then. 

@arsvnist ;
            
            
            Id like to see you try, Mister. Hmph.

no, you're the cute one. now shut up before I make you :)