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Love Begins
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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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i’ve been inactive on here for like a lifetime but my life for hero has never died. i made another account with two of my other fav muses so pls feel free to hmu there if you want to plot, or continue threads !! THE ACCOUNT IS HERE
i finally remembered my email !!! but i need to get my shit together bc i’m going out tonight so replies tomorrow maybe??
i hate the boys who have tumblrs that are all ass pics and weed and codeine like chill out elliot you drank one beer once and threw up cause it was too much fuck you
ok i was gonna do replies but....i suddenly felt really lazy
“yeah i can’t really blame you. you can take a kitchen knife if it makes you feel better.” delivering pizzas in the middle of the night was a lonely job, he could use some company. jarel smiled and nodded. “sure. wouldn’t want your picture in the papers to be looking like a mess next to my probably dazing mugshot.”
“alright. deal.” hero being hero of course took him up on the offer. opening her door once again she left it that way she walked into her kitchen choosing a knife she’d probably leave in the car (or maybe get murdered with if not by him than some other late night stranger). “ha ha” she replied, and despite her attempt to make it as scorchingly sarcastic as possible, part of her truly was amused. already having let herself go she yanks at her hair, throwing it into another bun and slipping on her nearest shoes. “alright. let’s go i’m sure people are getting antsy and at your disappearance.”
the son of a filthy rich ceo falling in love with his dad’s assistant, just as she realizes she might have feelings too - plot twist: she’s already having an affair with his dad.
finished my replies like 10 years later!! if anyone wants to plot tho just hmu
i was driving and was in the left lane waiting for the light to turn green and i’m not exaggerating when i say the person behind me honked the second the light turned green…and i’m like….im not in the mood…….so i put my brake on and let them honk and honk until the light turned red again. it took like 5min for it to turn green and the person honked for 2min of it then stopped. when it turned green again they were silent and i was like :) that’s what i thought. time isn’t real and i have no problem wasting someone else’s
i think the moon would like you
why? did she say something to you? tell me word for word
“I’ve replayed them and still not finding anything wrong with my words?” he told her, raising an eyebrow as he shrugged his shoulders. he rolled his eyes at her gag. “I’ll make sure to send them right over your way.” a small laugh escaped his lips from the girls mocking tone. he looked around the bar, making sure everyone was still good before leaning on the counter to talk to her. “i’m not a con-artist. i’m just good at getting what I want.”
“sleeping with emotionally fucked girls is hardly your best trait” she supplies, words coming with a duh tone. though who was she to talk? she’d been one of those girl’s fairly often. “i appreciate it. always knew i liked you.” new drink in hand, she takes a sip, nearly snorting at his words. “i think that’s the same thing. or would you prefer opportunist?”
brooke could see hero felt a little bit.. let’s say uncomfortable. but she couldn’t exactly blame her, it was really a awkward, almost weird, thing to just confess their feelings. it’s the first but she didn’t mind, she wanted to keep what she has with hero simply because it feels right. a weak smile captured her lips as she pulled the other girl closer to her chest, arms wrapped around her body. ‘ yes, you’re right. your speech was a lot better. ’ brooke admitted with a soft chuckle, chocolate orbs slowly shifting back to hero’s. ‘ so it’s just.. us now? no more other people? ’
being honest about her emotions was never something hero was good at. it was barely something she was even willing to do. even at a young age she would leave little clues, offering books, leaving written thank you’s in the place of an i love you on the spot. though with brooke’s question, she doesn’t even hesitate to answer. “oh, hell yeah.” loosening up, even if only slightly, she gives brooke a smile. ”just us. god, i can’t imagine actually kissing someone and liking it as much.”
kyle&hero; twisted love
kyle had always been a passionate human & there was nothing that could be done about it. the fact that she was standing before him with her little hips swaying from side to side & insisting that she wasn’t convinced about his skills didn’t deter him in his drunken state & he knew that he had to have her. there was no getting past that little fact. moving to lift her from the floor he smirked at her, ❛oh yea?❜ he breathed as he laid her across the pool table & began to feel his way up her skin, & growling slightly he in turn leaned in to press a deep kiss to the expanse of her lips. ❛i will show you my skills. see how many times i can make you cum for me across this table, would you like that?❜ he slurred heavily into her ear before he began to tug at his trousers freeing his prick without even the slightest of hesitation before he began to pull her skirt up her thighs & slide her panties to the side. he was damaged & it didn’t matter he needed her. fuck he did. & he would have her. now whilst he could feel nothing at all.
she’s practically in a trance with his hands on her, breath becoming labored. as difficult as hero could be, there were certain moments when she simply gave up to give into him. how could she resist? an opportunist at heart, of course she would. she doesn’t reply. there’s only her hand on the back of his neck pulling him forward, legs spread, lips parted she arching forward. “prove it.” the taunting words are all she could manage to get out in that moment. more than the literal meaning. prove you want me. she needed the assurance, the undeniable fact that she was his. hiking her skirt up more hero presses her body against his, lips on his neck, practically begging for him.
felicia had been bugging the manager of the park for weeks tirelessly trying to get the two of them to work in the same booth. he seemed to love torturing them, but she was determined and desperate to be with her favourite person, although time would only tell where they’d get stationed that day. “i flashed him.” she responded with a straight face, and then dissolved into giggles. “no, it was actually weeks of harassment.”
eyes widening slightly, a hand covers the red head’s mouth, blocking her shocked grin. at felicia’s laughter she quickly drops it, shoving her with a shoulder and giving a laugh of her own. “i was going to be really proud of you. and shocked if that actually worked.” beyond shocked actually. in all honesty, if she thought that’d work hero would have probably tried it a while ago. “but i still do admire your tactic. that’d admirable dedication.”
“still, that was a disgrace.” he raised his eyebrows at her pout before smiling. “i told, you look like a mess and i’m genuinely concerned. i promise i’m not trying to murder you, okay?” he added, on second thought, as she shut the door, even if only halfway through, in his face. “look, i still have a lot of pizza’s to deliver and if you want … when was the last time you even left this house?”
“you’ll have to forgive me for not exactly believing you” she comments, though she does soften slightly. he seemed nice enough. hero had to give him props. if she was in his position she’d probably be much more judgmental. and demand a better tip for having to go through it all. “you don’t want to know.” biting at her bottom lip, she opens the door again, rolling her eyes. “if you’re asking me to go with you and risk being kidnapped, can i at least half brush my hair? i don’t want to be found on the side of the road with a rats nest.”
