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Tomorrows Money // My Chemical Romance
lustfulhost:
“I’m sorry…I tried to stop them,” was all Merita could squeak out before slowly backing out of the room.
“DID YOU REALLY THOUGH?” They called to the small person, who was already out of the room. This wasn’t over.
lustfulhost:
Maggie closed its eyes. “Welllll, you’re good at fighting. So if I want to fight you, I have to punch it hard, right?” And it punched the bag…hard.
Olai really couldn’t argue with that, but they were going to anyway. “Hm, so, are you sure you are only hitting me cause I fight well?” They towered over the other person, frowning intensely.
lustfulhost:
“I’m not tiptoe-ing,” it crossed its arms, and watched as Olai demonstrated. Feeling eager, it took a fighting stance. “Watch this!” It pulled back its arm, and then punched the bag!
They clapped their hands together. “Now imagine, that the punching bag is me.” They didn’t think this was going to help, They just wanted to know how much Maggie disliked them.
different ways to say ‘i love you’.
‘i’ll make you something, yeah? your favorite dish, just for you.’
‘let’s get you back to bed.’
‘shh, it was just a nightmare.’
‘you like this, don’t you? i remember you saying that.’
‘i drew up a bath for you.’
‘you need rest.’
‘you ought to be asleep.’
‘i bought two.’
‘here. you can have the rest.’
‘i thought of you when i saw this.’
‘i like your smile.’
‘you have a cute laugh.’
‘stay there. i’m coming there to get you.’
‘it’s okay, i’m here, we’re okay.’
‘be careful.’
‘look both ways.’
‘you mean so much to me.’
‘i can’t lose you.’
‘i thought i might have lost you.’
‘how to you feel about the nickname, (insert nickname)?’
‘it looks good on you.’
‘i’ll make you soup.’
‘ah-ah-ah. you’re sick. you need to stay in bed.’
‘are you okay in there?’
‘that’s it, that’s it. get it all out. shh.’
‘it’s a remedy i knew. helps with your throat.’
‘it’s a lullaby. would you like me to sing it to you? would that help you fall asleep?’
‘i’m worried about you.’
‘what do you want to watch?’
‘where would you like to go for dinner?’
‘close your eyes and hold out your hands.’
‘we’ll figure it out.’
‘oh, it’s not big deal. you’re fine.’
‘i brought you some medicine for your cold.’
‘you’re important to me.’
‘this is your favorite song, right?’
‘you’re like a son/daughter to me.’
‘good luck!’
‘you’re like a mom/dad to me.’
‘don’t say that about yourself.’
‘want to come with?’
“wow! you look really nice.’
‘goodnight, (insert term of affection).’
‘it’s okay. i couldn’t sleep anyway.’
‘you can have half.’
‘come here. let me fix it.’
‘your tie is crooked.’
‘c’mere. shh, it’s okay.’
‘i’m not going to hurt you.’
‘can i touch you?’
‘can i kiss you?’
‘can i hug you?’
‘promise.’
‘would i ever lie to you?’
‘i think you’re very beautiful/handsome.’
‘hey, good-looking.’
‘of course i care. you’re my family.’
‘one more chapter.’
‘i love you.’
lustfulhost:
“I mostly came to watch but…” A chance to show off some tree-arm powers sounded pretty tight… It walked over to them cautiously.
“What’s with the tiptoe-ing?” They crossed their arms. “We aren’t doing ballet.” Olai punched the bag. “See?”
lustfulhost:
“Well, don’t let me stop you.” It took a few more sips and the awkward man got back into punching position. It reached into its pocket to pull out its phone, trying to look inconspicuous.
They were GOING to get back to punching, but they glanced over at Maggie, frowning. “Maggie,” They smirked, “Why don’t you join me?”
lustfulhost:
“Yeah, actually, care to explain the punching bag situation you got over here?” It crossed its legs and took another sip.
They glanced at the bag. Then back to Maggie. “Oh... Uh yeah,” They nodded, “Always on that grind, Punching Odin.”
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