i'm the bad guy

her roar was as dangerous as her bite.

[loraleidominguez-blog]

@littlealiceliddel: i believe everyone is invited to this party

@lorddominator: @littlealiceliddel okay?? i know that??

[loraleidominguez-blog]

@nachomarco: @lordominator please please please no violence

@lorddominator: @nachomarco the more you say that the more i want to do it

[loraleidominguez-blog]

@nachomarco:@lorddominator can we all just not fight and have a nice party

@lorddominator: @nachomarco you do you & let me do me

[loraleidominguez-blog]

@nachomarco: @lorddominator who are you talking about?

@lorddominator: @nachomarco idk her name but the person who cut my hand

[loraleidominguez-blog]

@lorddominator: i better not see that stank bitch trying to shake her flat ass at this party

@lorddominator: like you aint got nothing to shake bitch

[dimitri-fucking-floydorovich-de]

“Because who doesn’t like my voice?” He played, almost kneeling dramatically to pull her face up to his.

[loraleidominguez-blog]

She chuckled and rolled her eyes at his words, her only response being her lips against his.

[hoheninspo-blog]

when marco saw the scar and then her own knife, marco scattered back trying not to trip over his own feet. but he failed and instead ended up on his butt. “i– what? how? why do you have that?”

[loraleidominguez-blog]

Loralei continued her hysterical laughter as the boy fell to the floor, watching him and not moving to help him out at first. “In case I need it for some fun.” She continued her laughter, finally moving to help the boy up. “You need a serious lesson in life, baby.”

[hoheninspo-blog]

“that’s a– a good idea, but i don’t think people are going to be carrying around either of those things. most of us are in college and high school, right?”

[loraleidominguez-blog]

“Oh you sweet, innocent, sad child.” Loralei laughed, showing him her hand with a large scar from a cut in it. “I got this from a knife fight not too long ago, here. Not to mention there’s this.” She pulled out a knife on her own, proving the boy wrong.

[hoheninspo-blog]

“for in case i get hurt really, that’s all. i don’t want to get hurt when i go out of my room? i don’t know— i just don’t want to be hurt.”

[loraleidominguez-blog]

“Oh, you poor baby. You really need some lessons on how to defend yourself. Newsflash: guns and knifes can get through pillows.”

[oftreesandgirls-blog]

“There’s something so… magical about fireflies, don’t you think? I’m very, very glad it’s getting to that time of year where they’re out and about now.”

[loraleidominguez-blog]

“I haven’t seen too many fireflies in my life, but I wouldn’t consider them magical. Sure, they’re fun to look at and kinda cool but magical is quite a stretch.”

[hoheninspo-blog]

“so i’ve only been here for two hours and i just found out that the academy only provides everyone with two pillows upon arrival— - and i need way more like twelve or even eighteen of them. i need a whole  bunch of them so that i can make some kind of armor. so donations would be very much appreciated.”

[loraleidominguez-blog]

“You need to make armor, what for? You got some big bad guy coming after you or something and you can’t fight your own battles? If so, that’s embarrassing. Well, no matter the situation it will be embarrassing.”

[dimitri-fucking-floydorovich-de]

He laughed at her wit, at her insight. Again, it was refreshing and he needed this. He knew he came off as a horny fuck, but he had been hiding out for over a month and a half. He was thinking with his penis. He grabbed her arm, pulling her to face him. “It’s cute, all the talking you do. But I have always believed in less talk, more action.” He smirked.

[loraleidominguez-blog]

She was a bit surprised by the mans action, having tried to stay away from the moment they met to giving up completely. She expected more control from him, but didn’t mind the action. Of course her face was unwavering, not showing her surprise to it. She allowed herself to slowly move their faces closer together, smirk continuing to play on her face. “Then why are you still talking?” She questioned, a fake innocence in her tone.

[justanotherrpmemeblog]

Send my muse an anonymous love letter!

Watch them try to guess who it’s from.

[dimitri-fucking-floydorovich-de]

“Don’t get my hopes up now.” He teased back, his comment could go for many things. “I’m all about trouble. But I just got back from running from it. I think I should play it cool for at least a day.” He could tell that she was trouble, and he was into it. Nobody ever could keep up with him. But she was probably bad news if she could. “No alarm needed. I’ll feel it. Trust me.” He joked, shoving his hands into his pockets to keep his hands to himself.

[loraleidominguez-blog]

She continued smirking, not giving a vocal response to him. “That sounds so boring, I don’t even know you’re name and I’m disappointed in you.” She never understood why people would run away from trouble or try to hide from it. Trouble, chaos, destruction, those were all things she sought out actively. “You’ll feel it? Where will you be feeling it exactly?” He was too easy to tease, and seeing him obviously try to hold back from her was so entertaining. 

[dimitri-fucking-floydorovich-de]

“Probably the guy who gets kicked out and banned from the alley. But you gotta soft spot so you sneak me out cheese fries and a beer while I chain smoke.” He played along, usually hating these sorts of conversations but surprisingly enjoying it. “Don’t do that. Don’t get me in trouble.” He shook he head with a loud laugh, repeating her age in his head. “Midnight. You are welcome to find out for yourself.”

[loraleidominguez-blog]

“Well let’s see how things play out in real life, I see a high possibility of that actually happening.” She enjoyed the boys company, for now at least, but it was rare she actually got a real soft spot for someone. “Come on, troubles fun.” It most certainly was, and she laughed at how he considered something that small trouble. Her smirk and flirtatious behavior grew with his words, knowing no matter how hard he’d try he wouldn’t be getting lucky with her that night. “Midnight, we should probably put an alarm on to make sure we don’t miss it.”

[dimitri-fucking-floydorovich-de]

“Just everything about a bowling alley, like in those movies. I can see you with chew gum, mean muggin’ someone behind the counter with-” He shook his head, remembering she was illegal until after midnight and watching what he said. “Just fits you. In a good way. Probably why your boss is up your ass.” Her words caught his attention, “Good. So you can call out tomorrow if your hangover is too bad.. or you are too sore.”

[loraleidominguez-blog]

“That’s actually extremely accurate, so who are you in that movie scenario?” She asked, a bit flirtatiously. He was obviously attractive, and she just loved teasing boys. “Behind the counter with what? Hm?” She teased, wanting him to actually say it. “Hangover, I can see. Being sore, not so much. It takes a lot to get me sore.” She smirked, loving the game.

[dimitri-fucking-floydorovich-de]

“Bowling alley, very fitting.” He nodded as they walked with a smirk. “Nah, my job’s pretty dull. Keeps me in shape though.” He laughed at her next words. “Tomorrow? Looks like I gotta keep you out past midnight then. Unless, the bowling alley needs you.” He smirked down at her, but this time more suggestively. He nodded ahead. “There. Ever been to Gino’s?”

[loraleidominguez-blog]

“What about it is fitting?” She chuckled at that, walking alongside the much taller man. “So what is your job exactly? Oh, and don’t worry. I can keep a secret.” She winked, laughing as she awaited the answer. “Nah, my boss is in love with me, well obsessed fits the word more. Like stealing my panties obsessed. So pretty much I don’t have to go into work if I don’t want to.” It was one of the perks of having that loser Hater being in love with her. “Nope, but there’s a first for everything.”