Lambo

.-. keep forgetting to delete this blog. If you still want to talk to me [doubt doubt doubt] follow my other blog and i’ll put a link up for when i remake my Fon blog. Or just message me on here….

skylarkkyouya:

lambo-damone:

skylarkkyouya:

lambo-damone:

= u =;;; I’m having fun in the Final Fantasy Fandom. Been working on cosplays as usual. L96 is gone for good. and I never hand any other actual pairing so nothing to much to worry about. I don’t think any of you even noticed i was gone which is fine. Anyway. I’ll delete the blog tomorrow when i’m not to tired.

Okay… I’m kinda forgotten over here…. That’s cool. Kikyo will go back to having no purpose… So will my Dino…. Ja matta.

I actually didn’t like rping as Zakuro….Fon yes but you were never on your Dino blog. I’m keeping Lampo up…but only for Alaude :I

My Bel blog is slowly resurrecting itself, if only for the side-blogs. So Dino’ll be there. And I never got anything from Fon save for the inbox. But that may have been my fault.

I’m just going to reopen Fon and only Fon. I actually enjoyed rping him when i could :/ Fon, Lambo and Lampo are the only blogs i enjoyed and Lambo isn’t with Chrome anymore. Lampo and Fon are just both unused

skylarkkyouya:

lambo-damone:

= u =;;; I’m having fun in the Final Fantasy Fandom. Been working on cosplays as usual. L96 is gone for good. and I never hand any other actual pairing so nothing to much to worry about. I don’t think any of you even noticed i was gone which is fine. Anyway. I’ll delete the blog tomorrow when i’m not to tired.

Okay… I’m kinda forgotten over here…. That’s cool. Kikyo will go back to having no purpose… So will my Dino…. Ja matta.

I actually didn’t like rping as Zakuro….Fon yes but you were never on your Dino blog. I’m keeping Lampo up…but only for Alaude :I

= u =;;; I’m having fun in the Final Fantasy Fandom. Been working on cosplays as usual. L96 is gone for good. and I never hand any other actual pairing so nothing to much to worry about. I don’t think any of you even noticed i was gone which is fine. Anyway. I’ll delete the blog tomorrow when i’m not to tired.

tenth-cavallone:

arrogantshark:

SHUT UP! STOP TALKING ABOUT WEDDINGS!!!

please do stop talking about it

truthinthemist:

lambo-damone:

He moved over sitting on his side of the bed watching her. “I’m sorry my love…I wish you didn’t have to go through the pains..” Lambo smiled and sighed, glad that she was still very much loving. “I’ve missed you as well.” He shrugged off his jacket and kicked off his boots. Laying with Moo between them, a bandaged hand came up brushing against her cheek.

Lambo missed caressing her flesh, kissing her in ways that only he was allowed to. Holding her close and knowing things were going to be okay as long as they were together. 

“I’ve been better…suffering a heart break….wishing I could be here more than there…wondering how you’re doing now and how the baby is.” He nudged Moo away then pushed the pillow she had away, wedging himself in her arms, face buried into her chest.

A small shrug in response, “I’m complaining too much…it’s a common symptom with pregnancy.” Voice trailed away when Chrome felt and then saw Lambo’s injured hand. It broke her heart a little to see him like this.

Lambo moved kitten and pillow, the only barriers keeping them apart, before coming in closer to her embrace. In response, she kissed the top of his head, fingers stroking through his dark hair.

“We’re doing fine. See?” Chrome offered with a small smile he couldn’t see. She missed hearing his voice, the warmth and strength found in Lambo’s arms. It left such a longing ache that Chrome couldn’t imagine how her life was before him.

She played with two braids before stroking Lambo’s right cheek, “Moo is going to be very upset at you for removing him from his spot” she teased a little, wanting so badly to lighten the mood a little.

Lambo sighed sadly and hugged her tighter as she kissed his head. His injured hand slid to her stomach slowly wishing things were just better for the both of them. So much time alone and away, it was unbearable. 

He didn’t respond to her and just simply slid up pressing his lips to hers, they were rough. A scab on his lower lip which, her lips to his made him pull back to cover his lips. “Was in a pretty bad fight last night. It almost felt like I wasn’t going to make it. But then a lovely voice echoed in my ears and gave me the strength to survive.” He muttered then pulled her hand to his chest, little her finger tips brush against a bandaged bullet wound.

“Moo can be as upset as he wants. It was my spot first…” He smiled faintly and held her slender face in his hands now. “Chrome. I love you, and I’d do anything to be with you. This family…I know we are a new couple. But I want this….That way. When I’m away, a little piece of me is still with you. So that you have something you can love when I’m away. Something that means the world to us right now.” His hand lightly caressed her stomach slowly.

truthinthemist:

Violet eyes opened in the darkness. Chrome could have sworn she heard…well, even if it was her imagination, might as well speak up.

“…the truth? Terrible. I’ve been sick nearly every day and…” a brief swallow, “I’ve missed you so much”

Sometimes Chrome wanted to ask Lambo about his era, the future he came from. Yet whenever he talked about his timeline the young man’s expression would become closed off and unreadable. Their time together was brief already and Chrome didn’t want to ruin it by bringing up bad things.

“…how are you?” she couldn’t help but ask while reaching over to scratch Moo behind the ears.

He moved over sitting on his side of the bed watching her. “I’m sorry my love…I wish you didn’t have to go through the pains..” Lambo smiled and sighed, glad that she was still very much loving. “I’ve missed you as well.” He shrugged off his jacket and kicked off his boots. Laying with Moo between them, a bandaged hand came up brushing against her cheek.

Lambo missed caressing her flesh, kissing her in ways that only he was allowed to. Holding her close and knowing things were going to be okay as long as they were together. 

“I’ve been better…suffering a heart break….wishing I could be here more than there…wondering how you’re doing now and how the baby is.” He nudged Moo away then pushed the pillow she had away, wedging himself in her arms, face buried into her chest.

truthinthemist:

One would think she’d be used to it by now. Between work and the malfunctioning ten-year-later bazooka Lambo was often away. Yet Chrome felt his absence the most at night, her apartment seeming to be too large as was the bed.

Moo did his best to take up space though, the growing kitten liking to stretch out on the vacant pillow and then snuggle up to Chrome through the night. While the affection from the small animal was appreciated and eased the loneliness a little, it wasn’t the same as having him there.

Her body was going through more changes. The morning sickness she had been dreading seemed to strike a will and left her weak and tired most of the time. And Chrome was wondering if the younger Lambo suspected something. It seemed cruel to keep such information from him, but as equally diabolic to let the boy know he was ‘sort of’ a father. In a weird time-twisted paradox sort of way.

Yet above everything, Chrome felt she was weak for wanting to be with someone so badly…

Snuggling closer into her pillow, the young woman closed her eyes in an attempt to get some sleep.

Lambo sighed watching her through her window then opened it carefully sliding his legs in and sat on the window sill. “Yare Yare…..that bazooka is kicking my butt…..I dont’ even know how long it’s been since I’d last seen you….it has been months in my time…” The man stated as he watched the mother of his child curl up.

He stayed at the window sill sitting in the dark not wanting her to see how badly injured he had been, one arm laid in front of him on his lap, his free hand rested on the ledge of the window letting him keep his balance. Things had gotten tough in his era, really tough. It was also rather strange. He’d of thought he’d seen their child by now, at least turning ten by then but there was no sigh of the kid.

“How have you been…mia bella…..?”

I’ll be on this blog…

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