delicate cups


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Now onto robot-boy~


The night ahead couldn’t be more perfect. A starry sky that looked brighter than ever, a chilly breeze that made you huddle closer to him, and a private beach just for the two of you to enjoy; this couldn’t get any better according to the many romance novels’ plots he had researched before.

Ai couldn’t help but smile as your head lulled to his side, resting atop of his shoulder as a peaceful silence filled the air. According to the current mood, this was a perfect chance for him to show off his smooth ways.

He placed a single kiss on the crown of your head, earning a playful chuckle and a peck on his cheek. He has to reassure you that this is his average temperature when you comment on how cold his skin feels.

Interrupting your constant worries, his hands delicately cupped your cheeks; stroking them lightly with his thumbs. Despite the cool night, his hands were pleasantly warm. Everything felt so natural; the way you both leaned in, your breathing matching each other’s, you screaming out of the blue…

Ai’s ever-so-calm eyes widen in surprise at your sudden yelling, looking around to see what caused such a strong reaction… And ruined his carefully planned kiss.

Your attention was fixated on a palm-tree not too far, cheerfully commenting on a bug resting on the trunk. Sighing in defeat, he turned to look at whatever had stolen the spotlight from him. Upon further insight, he could tell it was a Phalacrognathus muelleri; though his words never reached you as you mused about how many bells you could get if you caught one of those.

Next time he’d make sure you left your console back at home.

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Ifrit carefully placed the tray in front of his guest before he sat down and poured the flagrant tea in the two delicate porcelain cups.

For a while, neither spoke, simply enjoying their tea.

“I have to say you’re a bit taller than I remembered.” Ifrit said suddenly. “How are you holding up, Braska?”

“you better not hurt her, she’s like a delicate cup cake”

‘don’t worry, the sprinkles won’t even fall off, that’s how well I’ll treat her’

Winter - Chapter Eleven

Ship: Richonne

Even in the best of times breakfast at the prison consisted of leftovers from the day before, and, if they were lucky to have it in stock, a cup of instant coffee to wash it all down. They sometimes had eggs from the chickens they kept but mostly those eggs were used for cooking other dishes. This morning, after having been dressed in a dark green cashmere sweater, black slacks, and black leather, high heeled boots, Maggie followed Ziga downstairs where she smelled breakfast, the likes of which she hadn’t smelled since before leaving the farm, cooking.

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mechcnic asked:

mechcnic.

                     ❛ Я ждал этого. ❜

      the words are soft as they drip from his lips, solow and gentle they barely brush the cool air of the night. illya gazes down at gabriella through thick lashes, one calloused hand delicately cupping her cheek. he can feel his heartbeat starting to quicken, the edges of his vision starting to blur, though this time, rage is not the cause. no, SHE is the one doing this to him, making him feel all TOO CLOSE and yet TOO FAR AWAY all at once. 

     he NEEDS her. he needs her more than anything, more than the air he’s breathing, more than the two legs he’s standing on, more than the blood pumping brightly and furiously through his veins. he’s needed her from the moment they met, a truth illya had been pressing deeper anddeeper in hopes of denying it. because unrequited anything could be quite the hazard, and illya certainly was not in need of anymore HINDRANCES.

      but now, so close he can feel her chest rising and falling with every breath, feel small stray strands of her brunette hair brush against his skin——-illya cannot find it in his heart to LIE to himself any longer. nor is he able to exercise the same level of restraint

      carefully, his movements slow and deliberate, illya brings his mouth to hers in a soft and needy kiss, his free hand moving to grab at her waist and pull her as NEAR to him as humanly possible. he wonders if she can sense his desperation, this urgency to be close with this woman, to bring a close to what had been left UNFINISHED for so long. because now, she is his air, his blood, the legs that will keep him from falling down. 

                           and he wouldn’t have it any other way.

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Matt Day 4

5 min, curb
Yellow and waxy, scraping wood on cement; rubber wheels roll away on creaky trucks. Rush of water after a rain storm echoing in the drain, and the cuddah, cuddah of bike tires over the rain grates. High heels tock tock tock on cement, one a little harder on impact from the short drop off the curb. Car after car lined up only interrupted by imaginary parking spaces that turn out to be driveways. Pee stains 

 
10 min, bouquet
Paper crinkles as it’s wrapped around long wet stems. Loud stretch of clear tape and snip snip snip of shears. Green and yellow petals flutter to the ground. The air smells sweet and melancholy with slow and fast decay and the absence of soil. Bright green stems peek out from white paper, and deep red rolls of petal, folded in on each other and swirled up. Delicate cups of red and white and yellow, all tied together with a blue satin bow. Tiny drops of water jump off the flowers with an encouraging shake, kissing the skin my arm and giving me an embarrassing shiver. 

 
90 sec, Rain Cloud
Wind buffets my front and I smell hay and mud. Out in the distance I see great dark whales in the sky dragging their kelp tendrils, lashing the ground in their search for the sea. Static electricity snaps in my ears and soon I feel wet fingers lightly pressing into my skin, asking am

entangledeve asked:

❖ .

Headcanon Meme Time:

❖ describe their hands

The hands of a musician, calloused fingertips are the battle scars of countless years of creation. With fingers of a good length it is easy to form chords and to hold on to the things Adam holds dearest to his heart. With a simple gentle touch he can feel the life energy of people and things. He steadies them carefully to hold on to delicate things and the cups of blood that keep him living.  When touching Eve his touches are always gentle and kind.When his grip tightens it is to support Eve, to seek her comfort, and know she is there close to him. When nervous he rubs them against his pants, against each other,or holds on to whatever he may be holding at the time. When he speaks his words are illustrated by his hand movements. 

Gibson Chet Atkins guitar restoration for @billyjoelbandmembermikedel. I got an emergency call from tech Ricky “Chainsaw” LaPointe that Mike’s Gibson bridge came off from heavy string tension and temperature change during shipping by plane or driving from venue to venue. I had only four days to fix this and deliver it to the show in Philly last Thursday August 13th. When a bridge lifts like this sections are still attached to the soundboard and that causes the bridge to distort/cup. I had to delicately remove the cupping and flatten the bottom of the bridge without removing too much wood, because that would change the action height. I was successful in getting the bridge flat. Before I glued it to the top I had to restore the chip outs in the perimeter of the bridge corners. A chip out can result in a crack or fracture and that was why it was important to secure that area and make the bridge look true to it’s shape. After the bridge was reglued - making the bloating from string tension return to normal from the milling machine clamping down the bridge - I could then fix the crack in the maple bridge plate. Keep in mind this guitar has no sound hole to use C clamps to glue the bridge on so I used the milling machine pressure to force it down completely flush. #petillo #petilloguitars #philpetillo #davepetillo #luthier #guitarmaker #guitarbuilder #MikeDelGuidice #billyjoel #billyjoel15 #bigshot #backstage #pianoman #newyorkstateofmine #philly #chainsaw #rickylapointe #chetatkinsgibson #chetatkins #gibsonguitars

Gibson Chet Atkins guitar restoration for @billyjoelbandmembermikedel. I got an emergency call from tech Ricky “Chainsaw” LaPointe that Mike’s Gibson bridge came off from heavy string tension and temperature change during shipping by plane or driving from venue to venue. I had only four days to fix this and deliver it to the show in Philly last Thursday August 13th. When a bridge lifts like this sections are still attached to the soundboard and that causes the bridge to distort/cup. I had to delicately remove the cupping and flatten the bottom of the bridge without removing too much wood, because that would change the action height. I was successful in getting the bridge flat. Before I glued it to the top I had to restore the chip outs in the perimeter of the bridge corners. A chip out can result in a crack or fracture and that was why it was important to secure that area and make the bridge look true to it’s shape. After the bridge was reglued - making the bloating from string tension return to normal from the milling machine clamping down the bridge - I could then fix the crack in the maple bridge plate. Keep in mind this guitar has no sound hole to use C clamps to glue the bridge on so I used the milling machine pressure to force it down completely flush. I fixed the bridge plate by milling out the old one and gluing on the inside top a piece of Gabon ebony with a horizontal grain to secure the wood fibers correctly. Ebony was chosen because the string balls won’t break through or collapse the wood. It was hard to work in such a small area in the back opening of the guitar to fix the bridge plate. I then made in the lathe oversized Gabon ebony pins with mother of pearl dot inlays because the other pins had cracked from the string coils and were failing. Gabon is tough and can take the pressure of the string tension. #petillo #petilloguitars #philpetillo #davepetillo #luthier #guitarmaker #guitarbuilder #MikeDelGuidice #billyjoel #billyjoel15 #bigshot #backstage #pianoman #newyorkstateofmine #philly #chainsaw #rickylapointe #chetatkinsgibson #chetatkins #gibsonguitars

Gibson Chet Atkins guitar restoration for @billyjoelbandmembermikedel. I got an emergency call from tech Ricky “Chainsaw” LaPointe that Mike’s Gibson bridge came off from heavy string tension and temperature change during shipping by plane or driving from venue to venue. I had only four days to fix this and deliver it to the show in Philly last Thursday August 13th. When a bridge lifts like this sections are still attached to the soundboard and that causes the bridge to distort/cup. I had to delicately remove the cupping and flatten the bottom of the bridge without removing too much wood, because that would change the action height. I was successful in getting the bridge flat. Before I glued it to the top I had to restore the chip outs in the perimeter of the bridge corners. A chip out can result in a crack or fracture and that was why it was important to secure that area and make the bridge look true to it’s shape. After the bridge was reglued - making the bloating from string tension return to normal from the milling machine clamping down the bridge - I could then fix the crack in the maple bridge plate. Keep in mind this guitar has no sound hole to use C clamps to glue the bridge on so I used the milling machine pressure to force it down completely flush. #petillo #petilloguitars #philpetillo #davepetillo #luthier #guitarmaker #guitarbuilder #MikeDelGuidice #billyjoel #billyjoel15 #bigshot #backstage #pianoman #newyorkstateofmine #philly #chainsaw #rickylapointe #chetatkinsgibson #chetatkins #gibsonguitars

Gibson Chet Atkins guitar restoration for @billyjoelbandmembermikedel. I got an emergency call from tech Ricky “Chainsaw” LaPointe that Mike’s Gibson bridge came off from heavy string tension and temperature change during shipping by plane or driving from venue to venue. I had only four days to fix this and deliver it to the show in Philly last Thursday August 13th. When a bridge lifts like this sections are still attached to the soundboard and that causes the bridge to distort/cup. I had to delicately remove the cupping and flatten the bottom of the bridge without removing too much wood, because that would change the action height. I was successful in getting the bridge flat. Before I glued it to the top I had to restore the chip outs in the perimeter of the bridge corners. A chip out can result in a crack or fracture and that was why it was important to secure that area and make the bridge look true to it’s shape. After the bridge was reglued - making the bloating from string tension return to normal from the milling machine clamping down the bridge - I could then fix the crack in the maple bridge plate. Keep in mind this guitar has no sound hole to use C clamps to glue the bridge on so I used the milling machine pressure to force it down completely flush. #petillo #petilloguitars #philpetillo #davepetillo #luthier #guitarmaker #guitarbuilder #MikeDelGuidice #billyjoel #billyjoel15 #bigshot #backstage #pianoman #newyorkstateofmine #philly #chainsaw #rickylapointe #chetatkinsgibson #chetatkins #gibsonguitars