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[text] I uhm…..wow
[text] But….. not for me I guess, I mean, wow.
10 minutes later.
[text] Forgive my last two messages but you’re beautiful and I was speechless.
[text] It wasn't meant for you but the compliments sure brighten my day [text] I better not see those on the internet.
( text ) : i know you’re on a date and i should leave you alone, but about twenty minutes ago, i realized i haven’t been spanked in years so if you’re still looking for a birthday present, you know, consider it.
[text:HotInaSuit]: This girl just spend an hour telling me about her parakeet[text:HotInaSuit]: I'm on my fourth margarita to deal with this[text:HotInaSuit]: I'll be over in an hour, I may be a little drunk
Pride:a headcanon about something your character is a bit cocky about
In highschool Tylia was a champion volleyball player. Even before her hybrid abilities, she was one of the best on the team. She prides herself on her athletic abilities, and has a mean spike.
♣
Send ♣ for a text not meant for you
[text:MattyBoy LittleGilbert]: Er'thing is ready for Jer's surprise party. Just bring the pizza, I got the booze[text:LittleGilbert]: Shit. Shit. Still act surprised, kay?
A Place To Lay My Head // Tylia&Elijah
The light streamed into Tylia's closed eyelids, signaling it was way past the time to wake up. She opened her eyes, blinking at the sudden brightness. She had that moment that tends to happen, where you wake up somewhere other than your own bed and it takes a moment to remember the night before. Flashed came back to her quickly, getting gradually blurrier. She remembered drowning her sorrows and the last bit of money in her bank account at a bar. Considering the fact that her sorrows were due to her financial situation, or lack of, it probably wasn't the best idea. When she moved to New Orleans she expect, well more. But she's was struggling even worse than she was in Virginia. She could barely afford the rent on her studio apartment, and she can't remember the last time she cooked something that didn't come in a box. Then she remembered meeting a man at the bar, a gentleman if there was any. It wasn't so often that she met a man at the bar she worked at who didn't try to cop a feel after the initial conversation. Ironic that not trying to would actually turn her on. Or it could have been all the whiskey she injected on shift. The man actually listened to her, and she actually spilled her heart out. If she wasn't, well impaired, she probably wouldn't have spilled her guts to him. But instead he showed concern when she told him about how hard it was for her to make ends meet, and how much she secretly stressed herself out. Being the bartender had it's perks, and she had poured them both shots frequently. By the time closing came, her inebriated self decided that it would be the best idea to go home with him. At least then she wouldn't have to spend the night in an apartment without air condition. And now there she was, in bed next to someone who she didn't even know his last name. At least she remembered his first name. Elijah. It was a pretty name. She moved to gather her clothes. Not wanting to go through the awkward hungover conversation. But as she lifted herself off the bed, she felt him shift. Shit. She swore outloud.
§ ~ Damon to Tylia
Send me § and my muse will react to yours pushing them against a wall and kissing them.
Tylia was surprised for a moment, but the good kind of surprised. The feel of Damon's lips on her own, his body pressed up against her own, it was as good as she always imagined it to be. She responded without thinking of it, her lips moving with his. Her tongue traced his lips as her hands explored the muscles that had only been part of her midnight dreams before. It seemed like enterinty before the kiss broke. "Well, Mr Salvatore that was unexpected." She let out a small half smile, playfulness glinting her eyes. "And oh so nice."
Oh also, I want a verse with a Klaus where Klaus is like at his lowest point (it could be AU or Cannon) and Tylia is the only one who can save him from himself. Basically I want a verse based off this song which is like my ultimate Klylia song for some reason.
