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Let Sash RⒶte You

ATTRACTIVENESS:

    repulsive ― hideous ― ugly ― not attractive ― unappealing ― not unattractive ― meh ― no preference ― ok ― mildly attractive ― nice looking ― cute ― adorable ― attractive ― pleasant on the eyes ― good looking ― hot ― sexy ― beautiful ― gorgeous ― hot damn ― would tap that ― perfect ― godlike ― holy fuck there are no words

PERSONALITY:

    grating ― irritating ― frustrating ― boring ― confusing at best ― awkward ― unreasonable ― psychotic ― disturbing ― interesting ― engaging ― affectionate ― aggressive ― ambitious ― anxious ― artistic ― bad tempered ― bossy ― charismatic ― appealing ― unappealing ― creative ― courageous ― dependable ― unreliable ― unpredictable ― predictable ― devious ― dim ― extroverted ― introverted ― egotistical ― gregarious ― fabulous ― impulsive ― intelligent ― sympathetic ― talkative ― up beat ― peaceful ― calming ― badass ― flexible

HOW LIKELY THEY WOULD BE TO HAVE SEX WITH THEM.

    not if they were the last person on earth and the world was ending ― fuck no! ― never ― no way ― not likely ― not sure ― indifferent ― i’m asexual ― maybe ― probably ― it depends ― fairly likely ― likely ― yeah sure ― yes ― would tap that ― hell yes ― fuck yes! ― wishing that could happen right now ― as many times as possible ― we are already having sex

LEVEL OF FRIENDSHIP:

    never in a million years ― worst of enemies ― enemies ― rivals ― indifferent ― neutral ― acquaintance ― friendly toward each other ― casual friends ― friends ― good friends ― best friends ― fuck buddies ― bosom buddies ― practically the same person ― would die for them ― true friends ― my only friend

FIRST IMPRESSION OF THEM:

    i hate them so much ― i don’t like them ― i don’t trust them ― they annoy me ― they’re weird ― i’m indifferent ― meh ― they seem alright ― they’re growing on me ― truce ― i think i like them ― i like them ― i’m not sure if i trust them ― i trust them ― they’re cool ― they’re genuine ― i think we’re going to get along ― i really like them ― i think i’m in love ― oh fuck they’re hot ― i love them

CURRENT IMPRESSION OF THEM:

    i hate them so much ― i don’t like them ― i don’t trust them ― they annoy me ― they’re weird ― i’m indifferent ― meh ― they seem alright ― they’re growing on me ― truce ― i think i like them ― i like them ― i’m not sure if i trust them ― i trust them ― they’re cool ― they’re genuine ― i think we’re going to get along ― i really like them ― i think i’m in love ― oh fuck they’re hot ― i love them

HOW GOOD OF A KISSER:

    worst kisser ever ― terrible ― bad ― awkward ― just okay ― alright ― pretty good ― good ― makes me moan ― excellent ― exciting ― oh god they’re good ― i dream about it ― fucking amazing ― absolute perfection ― we haven’t kissed

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     “    might help if you actually focus on your breathing for a change,   ”     her playful chide must fall on deaf ears by the way it garners little reaction outside of a grunt.    body sat upon one of the vacant edges of a shooting range frequented by marcus’s famed establishments and she grins as her fellow vault hunter continually and aggressively missing one out of eight headshots.     feet kick out, heels colliding back with solid metal -- child like, she props elbows on knees and continues to watch the commando with growing interest.     lacquered smile seeps across a narrow visage, barely in view from the pale lighting provided but she bats down long eye slashes and chuckles,  “     -- and getting mad at the squirming man tethered to a metal sheet isn’t going to help any. want me to show you how it’s done ?   ”

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dxhlcommando replied to your post “dxhlcommando replied to your post:[[Jame is the sweetest and kindest...”

okay but picture this...... those two just stargazing together on a pile of blankets and pillows and angel's presh lil head is on ax's chest and they're just linking fingers!!!!!!!!

[[My fave part about them is Ax is this goofy horndog but he’s so mellow and vanilla with angel. he just wants her to be happy and i die]]

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dxhlcommando replied to your post:[[Jame is the sweetest and kindest person and i’m...

they can smooch all day and hold hands all night under the stars

[[i die....

i love them so much how could you do this to me]]

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dxhlcommando replied to your post:dxhlcommando replied to your post “dxhlcommando...

Pretty good! A little sore. You?

Sore? Did something happen?

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dxhlcommando replied to your post “dxhlcommando replied to your post:Hello please talk to me.Hello...”

How are you? :)

Oh. I’m good. How are you?

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dxhlcommando replied to your post:Hello please talk to me.

Hello helloooooo!

Oh.

Um.

Hello.

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One of the first things Angel had to learn upon her return to Pandora was how to strike a proper balance. Come off as too weak, or innocent, and you might find yourself rotting in the Dust. However, acting with too much confidence would quickly turn an entire settlement against her.

Neither one of those options particularly appealed to Angel, of course. All she wanted was a warm place to rest her head for a few hours.

Of course, her destination wasn’t exactly known for its illustrious inns. As she mounted the hill that lead to Overlook, with her hands placed in her pockets– far away from the staff on her back and the gun at her hip), she knew she wasn’t going to get much better than The Holy Spirits bar. 

It would have to do. 

She made sure to keep her eyes to the ground and her frame small. The weapon strapped to her back was enough warning that she had no intentions of being robbed blind, despite the fact that she didn’t dare bring herself to make eye contact with any of the drunken patrons. The last thing she wanted was to accidentally issue a challenge to one of them.

Still, she wouldn’t dare disrespect the bar’s proprietor. As she approached the bar, she lifted her gaze, meeting the eyes of the balding man who managed the bar. 

“One rakk ale,” she said softly. 

If anyone, Lucky included, thought anything of her presence, they didn’t show it. The man turned head elsewhere, barking orders at one of his fellow gangmembers as he poured the noxious ale into a dingy glass. A moment later, he passed it over to her, before holding out his hand expectantly. 

Angel breathed a sigh of relief. 

After some amount of rummaging, she handed over a fistful of credits, pilfered from bodies and empty lockers alike. It was more than enough to pay for both the beer, which she had no intention of drinking, and for Lucky to look away when she eventually nodded off in a corner. If he could look after a few drunks sleeping off their hangover, then surely he could do the same for her.

Once again, Lucky didn’t think twice. With a grunt, he nodded her off, leaving her to take her mug and make for the stairs. 

She had just begun her climb when she heard the door open behind her. Apprehensive about having her back to strangers, she quickly scampered up the stairs, before turning her head toward the new patron.

Lucky had her beat.

“Vault Hunter!” he shouted. “I suppose ya’ve come ta drink me out of house and home?” 

Of course, she didn’t need Lucky’s psuedo-introduction. She recognized the broad shoulders and closely cropped haircut. She’d watched the man several times over the course of her life, guiding him both to and from doom. 

He, along with his companions, had been her only friends. 

Every nerve in her body screamed for her to move– she was far too used to having her back to a wall. She felt vulnerable, standing there in the open. 

But she couldn’t bring herself to move an inch. 

“Axton,” she murmured beneath her breath.