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Not today Justin

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Love Begins
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@daisze
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being replaced is like one of the worst feelings ever.
moonliht
she sits with that for a moment before she turns on her side to look at him over her shoulder. “you sure you’re not just projecting?”
“i’m not.” in spite of that he leans closer, mouth dangling a few centimeters away from hers over her shoulder. “you can’t tell me the itch isn’t still there.”
moonliht
“men are always cheating on you. it’s in their fucking DNA.“ not helpful, bels.
“well, how do you get them to stop?” duh liv, you can’t. “or get them back, i mean.”
moonliht
her laugh is high and chiming as she absorbs the full absurdity of that statement. “you’re right. can’t believe i even begged you for a kiss by using the birthday excuse.”
he could argue it wasn’t an excuse but, chose to play along instead. “it worked though, didn’t it? cuz afterwards you realized how good it felt and you wanted to do it again. bet you still do.”
moonliht
“like i said— just remember which one of us has the self-control here.”
“you’re right.” he disengages long enough to playfully put an inch or two of space between them again. “i forgot you can’t keep your paws off me. elmer.” as in, the glue.
“how do you know if someone’s cheating on you?” asking for a friend. although, in this case, olivia’s that friend.
starter for bela because i love you // @moonliht
moonliht
“i thought we were keeping our hands to ourselves.”
“maybe you were but, i’m not.”
when is someone going to give me the sydney sweeney x alexa demie bff ship i deserve??
moonliht
jesus christ. she turns her head to look at him with a stern expression. “grey.”
“what?”
moonliht
“i’m trying to get five seconds of rest, logan.” uninterrupted and blissful. instead, what she gets is a massive migraine embedded into her skull and her one-night stand grilling her. “and i want you to find someone else to harass. christ knows there’s plenty of other women in this firm, so go find them.”
“why would i do that?” when it’s so clear he’d rather be harassing her. “besides, i’ve been assigned to help you with the brockman case so, looks like you and i will be spending lots of time together.” it’ll almost be like they’re married but without the emotional commitment.
texting starters send a symbol for…
🌻 a worried text.
🐰 a goofy text.
🦋 a loving text.
🧦 a half-asleep text.
🌳 a happy text.
🍎 an apologetic text.
⚠️ a text meant for someone else.
🕰️ an early morning text.
💫 a late night text.
🗑️ a text that wasn’t sent.
💡 a scared text.
💀 an urgent text.
🥇 a supportive text.
🔪 a hateful text.
🌊 a sad text.
⚡ an angry text.
🚀 a goodbye text.
corpsedreams
max knew bringing the cat inside was a bad idea, but that it was also the best one. for starters, it was a baby and neither him nor jade seemed willing to leave it outside and two, it was valentine’s day. the kitten was practically a sign. scooping up the small black blob from celina’s body, he held it in his hand. “i thought you liked animals?” max teased. “’found him outside.” there was a certain giddiness to his voice as he spoke. he’d never had a pet before. “he was near the trash can. jade and i found the mom ran over down the road. we searched to see if he had any siblings, but i think the poor guy’s the only one left.” he outstretched the tiny kitten to celina. “thought he’d make a pretty good valentine’s day gift.”
yeah. she liked them in pictures or in passing. but, never in her actual home. where they eat, shit, sleep, piss, and shed. when celina joked about getting max a cat initially, it was just that... a joke. not to be taken seriously. “i would’ve settled for chocolates or a nice bubble bath.” the kitten proceeds to purr in celina’s face meanwhile, her resolve remains impeccably airtight. she doesn’t even bother to pet it as she climbs up out of bed, scooping jade along as she goes. “i’m sure it has a home somewhere. if not, we’ll find it one.” maybe mia would like a kitten. celina made a mental note to text her as soon as she got ahold of her phone. “in the meantime, i hope you gave it a bath.” because if max put a four legged ball of fur he found by the trash on her stomach without disinfecting it first, celina might just scream.
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kassandra smelt the blood before she saw it. the metallic essence of it nearly overwhelmed her senses. yet, when the body came stumbling from the alley, shock took over. the bruises were theirs, but the blood? she wasn’t so sure. “oh my god,” kass stepped closer, but strayed from touching them. “are you okay?”
@daisze sent ❢ — my muse discovers yours all bloodied and bruised.
the beauty of being immortal was that, you were supposed to live forever. and although, he could heal - that didn’t mean he was immune to pain or torture brought on by those who wished him harm. devrim spent the last couple of days hold up in some warehouse, body strung up like an animal’s. he must’ve bled out a dozen times before he was fed and bled out again. if it weren’t for the coastguard who found him and he repaid by feeding on him, devrim might not have survived. in fact, he was still hungry when he found her, trailing the sounds of her heartbeat from the shadows. his veins were beginning to rub like sandpaper. it was excruciating. “blood,” he croaked, “i need more blood.”
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alessio didn’t flinch at the screeches aimed his way. “obviously. you should be happy, paris. i just gave you a valentine’s day you’ll never forget. now, will you shut up before the neighbors call the cops on us? thank you.”
what part of this is he not getting? she doesn’t give a flying fuck about the neighbors. OR his belongings, which she takes the liberty of chucking at the wall. starting with his phone, followed up by his laptop. paris doesn’t care how crazy she looks in the process, all that matters is she starts to feel a little bit better the more she throws. “why are you doing this? who is she!”
moonliht
and this is why she’d rather choke then show an ounce of emotional vulnerability. “you know what?” she straightens up, turning back into the ice queen herself. “i actually can’t think of a single thing i want from you anymore. you’re dismissed.”
“really?” because a few seconds ago, she was all fired up. now hali’s just supposed to believe savannah shut it off, just like that? “it’s cute, you think it’s that easy.” if it was, she never would’ve brought it up to begin with. “got to admit, you’re hot when you’re fired up.”