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AU: Elvira
Elvira watched Violet explore the house, but she stayed put. Something didn’t seem right about it. It held this dark aura and she wasn’t sure the house was safe to be standing in, let alone sleep in. It was beyond creepy and felt cold. She shivered and wrapped her arms around herself. As she did this, Elvira could’ve sworn that she felt someone else’s arms encircle her — someone or something not alive had touched her.
She stared straight ahead and tried not to react, but her body was shaking and her knees were almost ready to buckle. She wasn’t sure whether to run or let whatever “being” was there continue to try to comfort her. It seemed harmless, but one could never tell. Perhaps all those years with their crazy next door neighbor had gotten to her before the move. Their mother and father was out, and Violet was still exploring the basement — a place Elvira had warned her about, but the girl refused to listen.
“Well,” she huffed indignantly. “If Violet wants to be murdered, so be it.”
She turned away to head upstairs, more than sure that something was following her the entire walk to her room.
Tate smirked as he watched Violet go downstairs, leaving her innocent looking twin alone in the living room. He observed as she looked around, taking in the house and the darkness that came with it. She shivered and enclosed herself in her own arms. Tate walked up behind her slowly and wrapped his arms around hers. He could feel the fear illuminating off of her body, and he waited until he felt like she was going to scream to let go. He walked away towards the stairs to go up to his room when he heard Elvira speak. "If Violet wants to be murdered, so be it." He smiled as the girl walked past him to go upstairs, where he followed close behind.
When she entered his room she walked around the room, dragging her hands across the walls. He decided that he wold show himself, but he didn't want her to know off the bat that he, indeed, was a ghost. He walked outside of her doorway before showing himself. He cleared his throat, watching her jump before turning around. "You enjoying your new home?" he questioned, smirking.
nope you're perf don't listen to da h8ters pf
omfG thanks
and this made me chuckle so we should be friends. unless your twelve???? but i doubt it
you suck at playing tate please stop
oh okay
SOMEONE RP WITH ME JESUS CHRIST BC NOW THAT JAZMIN IS GONE I HAVE NOTHING TO DO EXCEPT HOMEWORK AND IM NOT DOING THAT SO INBOX ME IDEAS OR SOMETHING
|| Drunken Nights ||
Her eyes glistened with lust, want, desire. She wanted him, maybe even more than he wanted her. She licked her lips as she placed a hand on his bulge skimming it slightly. She couldn’t resist, she had to torture him , make him want it as much as she wanted it. She removed his jeans in one quick movement, soon after his boxers, then placed herself between his thighs. She bit down on her lip, as she placed her nimble fingers on his cock, sliding her tongue up his throbbing length One more lick, another and another. She places her self more steadily on her knees, as she begins to slowly bob her head up and down around him.
Tate groans as she moves up and down his length. As she quickens her pace, he tangles his hands in her hair. He stares into her eyes as she keeps her head bobbing around his cock, never once breaking eye contact. He feels his climax coming and she's about the push him over the edge. "Faster," he moans.
Okay for those of you who still give a damn about my Tate, I'm so sorry I haven't updated. Idk, I just haven't been into it. But I'm back so. If you wanna RP, inbox me!
|| Drunken Nights ||
He hadn’t answered her question, but his actions did. She kissed back, allowing his tongue to enter past her lips, where they both fought for dominance. She pulled away from his lips, kissing his neck, then gently biting his collarbone. She looked up at Tate, giving him a mischievous smirk, as she began to kisshis chest, slowly going down to his stomach until she reached the hem of his jeans. She raised her head, tilting it slightly as she bit down on her bottom lip.
Tate smirked and moaned slightly as Violet's lips trailed down from his lips, and excrutiatingly slowly, made their way to the hem of his jeans, the bulge within them only inches from Violet's face. He smiled back lazily as her teeth clamped down softly on her lip. "Do it," he whispered huskily.
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|| Drunken Nights ||
She bit down on her lip, as Tate planted gentle kisses along her neck. ’you’. A mischievous grin spread across the little flowers face, she pushed Tate on his back, landing back on his stomach. ”Oh really?” She rhetorically questioned, as she removed her top.”What are you going to do about it?” She whispered into his ear.
Tate placed a clumsy hand on her hip while the other brought her lips back to his. Even though the kisses were drunk, the passion was still there. They both wanted each other, and with the alcohol in both of their systems, neither of them were sober enough to deny it. He slipped his tongue into her mouth when the opportunity showed. Tate had hooked up with a few girls before Violet, and nothing compared to the bliss that he was feeling right now.
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going to bed, goodnight guys.