From the @brazosbookstore’s instagram
Always a wonderful evening if #wesanderson comes in the store, especially when he's generous enough to model our limited edition vintage tote!
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i love myself a prettyboy with stupidly long eyelashes so kaius is right up my alley (also i love his name so much!!)
but. what if you whumped him in a way that targets all of the ways he „polishes“ himself :)
he has pretty and long eyelashes? rip them out. his nails are always manicured? rip them out too. he styles his hair? cut it horrible, down to the scalp occasionally but only in patches. maybe rip pieces of it out too. he’s always moisturised? rub something in his face that really irritates the skin. and / or drag his face through rubble.
just some thoughts :D
bad day to be a Kaius
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haircut — david & angel fluff
cw: brief descriptions of anxiousness
david gets a haircut for the first time in many months, but the barber cuts it shorter than he anticipated. like, way shorter. suddenly he’s all panicked, worried if angel would hate it, or for some reason be upset over it. this big, bulky, six-foot-something man is sweating, heart pounding as he drives home, reviewing all of the possible reactions that could come out his mate.
obviously, they’d love him either way. they both changed a lot since their first meeting (in all aspects). still, he didn’t know a person could get him this flustered, this nervous. but there they were, sitting peacefully at the other side of the door.
he finally unlocks the door, anxiously tugging down his bangs, hoping that they’d grow longer somehow. angel turns from their spot on the couch when they hear his keys jingle, eyes still fixed on the switch between their fingers.
“hey dav-” they greet, eyes going wide. they stare dumbly at man at the door, ignoring how his shoulders cutely hunch, and the way he rubs the back of his neck bashfully.
angel doesn’t notice how nervous he is (if they did, they’d be teasing him brutally). instead, they were focused on how good he looks. his face is brighter, his cheekbones and jawline more visible than ever before. his thick eyebrows are also more noticeable, making him look more stoic and mature (in the best way possible).
the wolf clears his throat, “…d-does it look okay..?”
“okay?! oh my god, you look so good, davey!” they praise as they leap out of their seat to him, eyes scanning him all over. he sighs as their delicate fingers find the back of his head, now more exposed than before.
“yeah? i thought he went way too short this time. i thought it looked…off” david spoke, releasing the breath he didn’t know he was holding. his muscles relax, feeling like he could take over the entire world with the way they look up at him, all warm and dopey.
“nope, he did a good thing… a very good thing” angel asserts dreamily, “who knew you could be so handsome?” their lips curl teasingly.
“you knew, idiot” he deadpans, holding up his left hand, reminding them of the matching silver bands adorning both of their ring fingers.
they laugh loudly, “i guess you’re right. i know very well.”
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