Sneezes.
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Honestly I want to make a Gangsta OC. A dorky twilight scientist, who works with celebre.
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Depeche Mode Lyrics - Sentence Memes
I know I crumble when you are around. Stutter, mumble, a pitiful sound.
Everybody’s looking for someone to follow.
You treat me like a dog, get me down on my knees. We call it master and servant.
It’s a lot like life, this play between the sheets. With you on top and me underneath.
I have all the time in the world, to make you mine.
You can run, but you cannot hide.
Don’t say you’re happy out there without me. I know you can’t be, 'cause it’s no good.
All your stupid ideals, you’ve got your head in the clouds.
You think you’re in control, but you don’t know me babe.
You can keep me at a distance if you don’t trust my resistance, but I swear I won’t touch you.
I will function, operate. I will be a satellite of hate.
Heard the lies and I felt the cold. It broke my heart and I lost control.
You retain my interest, you’re the only one. If it wasn’t for you, don’t know what I’d do.
The grabbing hands grab all they can. All for themselves - after all, it’s a competitive world.
Come on and lie to me, tell me you love me. Say I’m the only one.
It’s obvious you hate me, though I’ve done nothing wrong.
I’ll probably burn in hell, for saying this. But I’m really in heaven, whenever we kiss.
Before they lay their hands on you, and make you just like the rest. I’ve got to get to you first, it’s just a question of time.
Sometimes I don’t blame them, for wanting you. You look good and they need something to do.
I know somewhere, you are dreaming. Though it’s definitely not of me.
Truth is a word, that’s lost its meaning.
In a world full of nothing. Though it’s not love, it means something.
They know my weaknesses, I never tried to hide them.
I give in to sin, because you have to make this life livable.
You wear guilt, like shackles on your feet.
I’m waiting for the night to fall, when everything is bearable.
Things could be so different now, it used to be so civilised.
Now you’re standing there tongue tied, you’d better learn your lesson well.
If for kindness, you substitute blindness… please open your eyes.
I suffer from greed, a longing to feed, on the mercy in you.
I surrender all control, to the desire that consumes me whole.
A vicious appetite, visits me each night. And won’t be satisfied, I won’t be denied.
Love needs its martyrs, needs its sacrifices. They live for your beauty and pay for their vices.
Something’s changed and it’s in your eyes. Please don’t speak you’ll only lie.
There’s a lot to be learnt, and you learn when you heart gets burnt.
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She hoped the proposal would drive him away, but it seems that
he was willing to be more co-operative than she thought. Honestly
it was times like these, she hated being second in command.
Talking or negotiating was not her strong suit, fighting was much,
much, much more simple.
‘ Unlike a certain Twilight, us Guild members follow the rules.
Believe me, we have bigger problems to worry about. Hence
why you are here right? ‘
Ginger retorted, snatching the gun from his hand, swiftly turning on
her heels, heading into the guild. Guess she’ll lead him to the lounge,
if he started to snoop, that might be a problem.
‘ Don’t touch anything without permission. ‘
taking the flattened palm that was facing her he turned
it up towards the sky in a shrug, his grin still there. ❛mm?
fine by me darlin’. i don’t mind waiting like i said.❜ what he
wanted to speak to the other about was rather important
after all. their city was crumbling, moreso than usual and
he needed intel, anything he could work with against this..
new pack of hunters.
for a moment his easy smile fell away and he eyed the other
cautiously. release his weapon? being a normal, it was the only
object that gave him a chance, even as slim as it was, against
the twilights.
it took him some time to consider the proposal and
finally, with slow movements he reached into his jacket
and unbuttoned his holster, removing said weapon. the
smile still gone he took a step closer towards ginger, holding
the gun by the barrel, keeping the dangerous end away
from her. ❛do i have your guarantee that i won’t be attacked while
you hold my gun?❜ he inquired, with the barest hint of a smile now
returning. ❛it wouldn’t be very sporting of you to attack an unarmed
normal, right?❜
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Talk about overkill. Now all she could smell was pure sugar with a hint of vanilla. Prying her glasses off her face carefully, not wanting to get cake on them, she placed them on the table. You think after that she’d give up after that but now she feels the need to cover his face with just as much cake, ‘ You asked for it now.. .’
After scooping what she could off her face with her hands, she shoved them into male’s face, smothering him.
“So you wanna fight, huh?” He reached over and took an entire handful of the cake only sp smear it right into her face so that in the end, only the spot underneath her glasses were spared from the sugary attack.
“That sweet enough for ya?” An amused smirk crossed his features.
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That was a new facial expression, she hadn’t seen that before. For once it was him scowling not her. ‘ Who’s being the buzz kill now? ‘ She hummed in response, ignoring the age comment completely, scooping some more frosting onto her finger only to wipe it on his face. ‘ You need sweetening up anyway.. ‘
He grimaced when she smeared the cake into his face. A hand came up to wipe the sugary stuff right off, leaving the Tag to scowl at the other in a pouty manner. “Oh, very mature. How old did ya get? 5?”
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BOLD any fears which apply to your muse. italicize what makes them uncomfortable.
tagged by: @wallflowerofthorns
the dark. fire. open water. deep water. being alone. crowded spaces. confined spaces.change. failure. war. loss of control. powerlessness. prison. blood. drowning. suffocation. public speaking. natural animals. the supernatural. heights. death. dying. intimacy. rejection.abandonment. loss. the unknown. the future. not being good enough.scary stories. speaking to new people. poverty. loud noises. being touched. sex.
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Humming, she dug her fork into the cake, taring off a piece only to stick in her mouth. There wasn’t even in a buzz to kill, she was just eating cake. So after a few bites, she wiped some of the cake on the male’s face, ‘ Is this fun enough for you? ‘
“Way to be a buzzkill on your own birthday.”He replied in a sarcastic tone, plopping down onto a chair and resting his boots onto the table beside the cake. “Nah, I don’t like cake. Dig in.”
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Why was he grumbling? Why did he crash through the roof?
What was even happening? So many questions running
through her head, as she stared at the other twilight, eyes
drifting between the squished cake and him.
Blinks and sits up to look at the mess he made.
Urgh, my suit. Grumbles to himself as he
flicks a piece of the cake off himself.
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‘ You always move away from me too.. ‘
“ I heard about it in the guild… I don’t always get angry.. “
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‘I didn’t think anybody knew... and you always run away from
me and get angry so I thought maybe you disliked me.’
“ It’s your birthday… Aren’t you supposed to get them gifts then? I never said I hated you.. “
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@luchxr
‘ I thought you didn’t like me.. but you got me a present..’
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‘ M-m-my cake!!! ‘ It was the only thing she got herself.
Crashes in out of nowhere and lands on the cake.
Puts up a hand in a greeting, as if he’s
saying a casual ‘yo’.
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‘ Wishes are just false hope. ‘ Not that she had anything to wish for
anyway, but she’ll blow out the candles, silently wondering when he
arrived. ‘ Do you want some cake? ‘ Before she eats it all.
“Blow out the candles n’ make a wish, Birthday Girl.” Randomly also standing
at the guild table because redheads’s birthday.
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wrapped delicately in silver paper was a slim box shaped object. inside was a lavishly decorated frame surrounding a glossy headshot of ..well himself of course. now he was wearing the same rakish grin in the photo. 'happy birthday beautiful!'
Drops the said gift in the trash, once discovering —- what it is, out of DISGUST.
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A small black bag with a tiny amount of tissue paper was in his right hand as he approached Ginger carefully. "Happy birthday Ginger." As he spoke he moved the bag forward to help indicate that it was a present for her. Doug didn't really know what to get her for a present since he didn't do this that often. He got her a jacket that was patterned the same as the pants she usually wore ( military-esque ). Did he get her the right size? Who knows. ( HAPPY BIRTHDAY GINGER )
The sound of her own name ringing in her ears, caught her attention, she wasn’t aware that anyone really knew of her birthday except Gina. Eyelashes fluttered for a moment, as she stared at the other twilight, then down at the bag he was holding out. Was that for her?
It was brought to her attention that she bothered the male a lot, so she was a little hesitant to assume that he had bought her a gift but when he shook his arm, her hands reached out to grasp hold of the item, taking it from him.
After removing the excess tissue paper gingerly, she pulled out the item which was located at the bottom of the bag. A jacket? Much similar to the pair of shorts or pants she wore. It didn’t take long for her to put 2 and 2 together, the look on his face he probably didn’t know what to get her. The thought alone was enough but actually receiving something.. she wasn’t sure how to react or how to feel. Was she happy? That was probably it.
Dropping the bag, she quickly threaded her arms through the sleeves of the jacket, hands running down the sides to straighten it out. Arms fit nicely, a little extra room which she liked and it fit her height but.. Immediately the problem that sprung up was that she.. couldn’t quite close.. the jacket up..
Lips pursed together into a thin line, as she tried to fasten the buttons but it was to no avail. Her cheeks tinged, red a little embarrassed her bust always go in the way but it was okay, she’d would just wear it open. Ergastulum was dry and hot, it wasn’t often you’d need to warm up.
The gift overall was nice, unexpected but really nice and she couldn’t help feel a little bashful especially when her eyes met with Doug’s again. ‘ T-thank you... I’ll make sure to take good care of it. ‘ She murmured, lips curling into a crooked smile, trying to express her appreciation but in the end smiling, wasn’t her strong suit.
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Laughs away to herself quietly, admiring the birthday cake on the guild table,
that she is about to eat all to herself. ‘ Strawberry short cake.. Mhmm.. ‘
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