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“Well— look at how the tables have turned. Hmm, what was it you said to me," he smiled wickedly at the girl trying to recall the last time they spoke. "Oh that's right," he straightned up, "You wouldn't dare touch me."

dottie  shifted  her grip on the luggage in her hands and took a  deep breath  before making a dash to her model-t before anyone could stop her (like they always managed to). too late. 

         ❛  PLEASE move out of the way before i hit you over the head with my              suitcase. ❜

she  reckons  she  must  be  a  sight  for  sore  eyes. her  bob  has  been far from curled or styled, just a thin  hairband wrapping around the lose strands in  her  face. no makeup, for once.  not even lipstick.  the beaded  dress she wore  last  night  is  missing  plenty  a  bead, and  is  slipping  a  little  off her shoulder. a walking disaster her mother would say if she saw her like this. it was too late now, though, to go back and fix the way her hair was falling into her eyes and how there was still a few bits of mascara smudged around.            some would say she was too concerned for her appearance, at this             moment, considering she was attempting to uproot her entire life all            at once. but that’s dottie for you –– getting caught up in the details. 

#dxttie #here #take it #its terribe #but take it

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“Oh relax, I’m just getting some ice for the punch your sister threw.”

“I don’t know who just walked in or how you got through the door, because I’m… somewhat, sure I locked it, but unless you’re Jen, you have to go, or my sister will kill me for letting someone in while we’re closed.”

#natebeckett #this is so terrible im sorry love #i couldnt think of anything else

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He gave the girl a sarcastic smile, “I got punched three times, so much fun.”

“Goodness, don’t you look like a ray of sunshine.” Emmeline tilted her head as she examined the other’s demeanor. “What’s up with you, Doll?”

#trulyxemmeline #funny cuz the smile is sarcastic but not the statement

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“Oh but it’s just too fun to watch you get frustrated.”

“I’d be able to fix this thing a lot faster if you stopped breathin’ down my neck the whole time.”

#theoromano

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“I don’t believe a person can learn to love someone. Love isnt something you learn.”

“Maybe not at first – but do you really think I would’ve married them if I didn’t at least like them? They were there for me when I was lonely and distraught; I learned to love them.”

#xriella #you both are

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“Do what?” he inquired suddenly puzzled by her statement.. It was an odd thing for him, no one had really asked him to show them how to enjoy themselves, but then he realized this was Ellie. Ellie, the sweet girl that always patched him up, no questions asked. Ellie, the girl who spent her free time indulging herself in her books. "Oh! Have fun? Well that's easy, amore mio," he grabbed her arm and spun her then pulled her closer then proceeded to dance with her. "Most people enjoy a nice cold alcoholic drink and some dancing. Now let's go find out what you enjoy most."

Eleanor was, admittedly, very nervous. She knew Milo Renzella’s reputation, she obviously knew he got in a lot of fights. But he was always civil, if not gentlemanly, with her. If he was so bad, then he’d be good at keeping her safe, right? “Show me how to do it,” she finally replied, clasping her hands together excitedly.

#eleanxranderson #no honestly same i enjoy watching all my characters suffer #is that bad?? #also this time i must really apologize for my lateness #also thanks for givng me the opportunity of using this wonderful gif

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“I definitely wouldn't mind dying this way— perfect way to kill your foes indeed considering poison is almost always succesful," his face was crunched up as if he was thinking about countless ways to murder with poison— he probably was. "I would aim for both, stupid and drunk now that's a dangerous combination."

❝ It tastes quite well for possible poison, doesn’t it ? This would be the finest way to go. A death by toxic liquor. At least that way my foes wouldn’t get the satisfaction of killing me in some back alley. ❞ Ryder thought, swirling the liquor around in the bottle. It was his one vice and he intended to make a virtue of it, savour it, not race to the bottom of the bottle like he had after the war. ❝ Or stupid enough. But I already have countless candidates for that category. ❞ 

#ryderjamison

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He knew that he wasn't being much help by just standing there hyperventilating. He wanted to help, he wanted to breahe normal again but the harder he tried the more he felt like he was about to faint— and that was the last thing he wanted. He needed to get himself together, how embarrassing would it be to have someone else find them and have to explain why he couldn't help Nickie. His eyes snapped up at the boy when he heard him speak it was obvious he was trying to calm himself to help Milo— which was again very ironic. Milo's hands were shaking and he couldn't get himself to stop fidgeting, it irked him that he couldn't get control of his own body. The door, his eyes lit up once he realized what the other wanted. He pushed the door open and breathed out shakily as if he was experiencing fresh air for the first time. He left it open then proceeded to openning the windows, hoping that this would help Nickie. His hands still shaking but his breathing was beginning to even itself out, "B-better?"

Nickie avoided the other male’s eyes, looking everywhere but directly at him – trying to pretend he wasn’t there, almost. His growing anxiety was only adding to Kenickie’s, whose eyes were beginning to gloss with tears. He could feel the air almost vibrating with tension, causing his skin to crawl and the room to spin. He could tell they were both going downhill very, very quickly. “N-No,” He choked out, tears beginning to streak his cheeks as he rested his forehead against his knees, trying to calm himself down as best as he could. He wasn’t refusing anything in particular. He was just trying to get his thoughts together, trying to get his head straight. “O-Open —-” He hiccuped desperately, his eyes flicking back and forth between the door and the window as if willing them to open would cause them to do so.

#kxnickie #you are a WONDERFUL HUMAN AND IM BEYOND SORRY FOR THIS LATENESS

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“Thanks brother,” he replied sarcastically as he placed the ice back down and gently touched his face. “Honestly, couldn't you have punched something other than my face?" He placed the ice pack back onto his face wincing at the slight sting. His eyes suddenly lit up at the thought of girls— well, one girl in particular. "There's plently of girls, but there's only one I plan to keep."

❛ you always look like an inflated grape head. ❜ he grabbed a kitchen towel and wet it with the sink and wrapped it around his brazed knuckles. after kenickie and milo, his hand had begun to sting. worth it, though. ❛ don’t see any girls, though. ❜

#leorenzella #they're ridiculous

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His grin grew at the girl’s words, “I was actually thinking it was more along the lines of hate, but I’m so glad you’ve proved me wrong.” He breathed out an exaggerated sigh and glanced at the other, "Oh well you see, Jenny punched me so I suppose she was just done with me for the day. So then I left so I could explore other places."

Sneering back at him, Cami shook her head. “Love is a strong word. I was thinking something more along the lines of ‘incredibly-annoyed-and-pissed-off-by’.” She rose one eyebrow in question. “Excuse me, ‘technically’ kicked out? What’s that suppose to mean?”

#camillaxricci #those statements are both very true

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He groaned at the shortness of the kiss upset at the fact that he only tasted the sweetness of her lips for a short period. "I will surely do it more often now, mia signora." He took her hand in his and pulled her closer then placed a kiss on her hand. His eyes light up at the thought of spending the rest of his day with Imogen. He spun her so her back facing him and wrapped his arms around her placing gentle kisses on her neck. "That sounds wonderful, the thought of getting to spend a whole day with you is a dream in itself."

“Signora, signora, I love being called that.” Her balance wavered when he pulled her towards him, and she used it as an excuse to give him a quick kiss. Letting go of him again quickly       never let them get what they want, they’ll only get bored        he peered up at him, with one of those funny, waifish looks she’d learned over the years. “We could go smoke our day away, Milo, away from the sun and the world. Just us and my new sit.”

#impximogen #hahha dont worry milo doesnt really mind and he cant really tell the oblivious douche he is #im sosrsory for the lateness my love

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have i mentioned how amazing you all are????

thanks for sticking around it’s just lots of people are busy with finals and stuff so i love you all

im gonna be really good and do the replies i was supposed to do ages ago but kept putting off 

#calm down ceci

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Strangely enough, I haven’t.

“Have you ever danced? Like really, properly? Ballet and such.”

#im back!! somehwat #still busy with school #gaaah i hope we dont die

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In the truly gruesome do we trust.

#mirror

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#calm down ceci #ive got a couple things to do so idk when ill be onbUT LIKE IL OVE YOU GUYS

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“I’m one of the few lucky perfect people in this world.”

“Well we all can’t be perfect, now can we?”

#lucasxsinclair #honestly same #hes not taking the hint hes just like yea well you see man...i am perfect

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“It’s actually been scientifically proven that it can never be gone— I'm just stuck with this dashing smile forever," he sighed as if dissapointed, his face still aching from the recent punch but the pain was beginging to be forgotten. Milo caught the ice pack and placed it on his face, "Funny how even when I look like I have an inflated grape as a head, I still get all the girls."

❛ i’ve got to admit, it wasn’t my best. couldn’t manage to knock that damn smile off your face for more than a few seconds. ❜  leo spoke through a sigh, then stepped backwards into the kitchen. wrenching open the freezer, he grabbed an ice pack and tossed it at his brother. ❛ put this on your fat ugly face before it gets fatter and uglier. ❜

#leorenzella #i hate these too #no i dont #yes i do #stupid lovable villians