jeff x annie + poetry: [1/?]Â âIf you ever ask me how many times youâve crossed my mind, I would say once. Because you came, and never leftâ
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jeff x annie + poetry: [1/?]Â âIf you ever ask me how many times youâve crossed my mind, I would say once. Because you came, and never leftâ
Let her be everything because she is everything. [insp.]
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get to know me meme [15/30] favorite ships: Jeff Winger & Annie Edison I let you go, Annie. From my hands and my head. The heart⊠wants what it wants. But I let you go.
You will see that our subjects are waiting for the experiment to begin, but Itâs actually happening right now. Wow. You see, the waiting is the experiment.Â
Troy and Annie + Hugs
Why would a ghost want a pen? Troy? Okay, so I see it as a lot like the movie Paranormal Activity, except for more boring and fancy. And I think, in 1856, it is possible that a man was beheaded while he was writing in his diary to his long lost love. Now he roams the halls of Greendale, screaming for his pen so he can write her a love letter. âI need her, I need her!â he screamsâŠ
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âWhy donât we both lay down on my bed together? â He took of his pants down to his boxers, and his shirts. He then laid down on the bed. âMake yourself comfortable. Take off what you want. â Good girls got rewards in his book this was his reward to her.
Nodding, she rose to stand. Kicking off her heels quickly, she slipped out of her body hugging black dress, leaving only her red lace bra and panties remaining. He hadnât ordered her to do so but she expected that it was something he might want - she had learned that making her masters happy was more beneficial to her than fighting them. Stepping over to the bed, she laid down beside him, tilting her head so that she faced him.Â
âAH, BUT NOT at all,â he grinned, shaking his head, âThatâs an effort I can get behind. Much more enjoyable on my part. What would you like to see first? The common grounds or the ones typically forbidden for pets?â
Her eyes lit up when he mentioned forbidden places - there was still the ghost of a girl inside that sought adventure in these fucked up situations. âWell, when you put forbidden at the beginning of anything it always sounds more interesting.â She said, raising her brows. âSo it really depends on whether youâre genuinely offering or looking to get me into trouble, sir.â The brunette teased.Â
âVery good. Yes I hope the others will learn with time as well. â He walked around her looking at her trying to figure out what he wanted to do with her. He noticed she looked tired. â Are you sleepy pet?â He asked as he sat down in a chair close to her but not on top of her. He took off his dress shoes.
She waited patiently as he surveyed her, settling finally in a seat before her. She was used to being watched, being eyed, as if she were a prized possession. At his question, she gave a small shake of the head - though she was tired. âNot at all.â She said with a small smile. âIâm here to be of service, sir.â
He lead her to his cabin. âHow did you learn to be so good? I am sick of the whiners here. â Locking the door behind them. She wonât be able to get out without using his fingerprint. âKneel princess. â He wanted to test his limits with her. Maybe even give her a reward.
Following his lead, she abandoned any hope that she might get to rest easy on her first night. His cabin wasnât far and with each step she buried her personality back inside her head - letting only the quiet, obedient, plaything be seen. âTime.â She said honestly. âTheyâll learn with time.â Stepping inside the cabin, she didnât even blink as he locked the door and ordered her to her knees. She did as she was asked, she always did as she was asked, and lowered herself to the ground. âYes sir.â Sophia said quietly.Â
âSPEAKING from experience, they completely forgot about you,â he nodded, laughing, âI would offer to help, but the best I could do is bring another guard over here and start a chain of guards asking where youâre supposed to be. That, and it would require effort on my part.â
Pursing her lips, a wry chuckle escaped her. âWell, I appreciate the effort thus far. Iâd hate to see you be put out.â Running a hand through her dark curls, she glanced around. âYou could always give me a tour of the place? Unless thatâs too much effort too.â
the sun was hot on his already bronze colored skin as he opened the sliding glass doors to the beautiful pool area that the mansion had to offer. his tattoos glistened in the sunâs rays as he walked over to the pool chairs setting his stuff down. his brown orbs wandered around the pool area to see a few masters already there, and many pets just entering the pool area. of course, they were either being escorted by a master or a guard. nixon threw his sunglasses on as he admired all the beautiful people that surrounded him. of course, the already friendly male had to introduce himself to someone, thatâs just who he was. âbeautiful day out, huh?â nixon asked, arching his brow at the stranger before him.
She had found her way to the pool, a watchful guard in tow in case she should try anything - though Sophia never would. She had given up bothering to fight a long time go. Relaxing in the cool water, the brunette leaned up against the side, head resting in folded arms. The voice that spoke wasnât one she recognized and she lifted her head to glance in itâs direction. âBeautiful.â She agreed, a soft smile curving across her features. âYou getting in?â