May 22, 2015
It really breaks your heart when you see that a friend of yours deleted their blog. -whines-
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It really breaks your heart when you see that a friend of yours deleted their blog. -whines-
geniusineffigy started following you
“Sir? You shouldn't be here. The area has been evacuated.”
"I am in love with you— there, I said it"
Send my muse “I am in love with you— there, I said it” for their reaction.
"You.. how am I to know that you’re not pulling at my leg?”
'⁈'
Send me '⁈' for my character's reaction to your muse running their hand up mine's thigh.
There was a hitch in her breath as she reached for his wrist giving him a pointed look. One that asked, 'Is now really the time for that?' The answer was certainly no. This was not the time, or place for hormones to get in the way of things, yet she hadn't pulled his hand completely away.
geniusineffigy:
"Since when does The Defender beg?"
He light heartedly teases. Tie on, coat long and hair in place. This was who he’d become when she’d gone, when she’d had no choice and the doubt inside him begins to bubble. He had changed, oh had he changed, but she seemed to have remained the same, at least from what he can see…
But then he sees her eyes.
The fear of recollection in them makes his hearts shudder but he remains neutral, smile in place, his own eyes worn and old and holding nothing but her.
"I'm..." Rose starts, but is kind of unable to press the other words out of her mouth. Her heart hurts, and her head hurts, and everything over the past couple of days is nothing but a blur to her, so she is not really certain if the man before her wasn't just a figment of her imagination.
It can't be, not again.
Sh does not say her thoughts out loud, not wanting to hurt him, if this, was indeed him, and not some parallel universe that is scarily similar to hers. At once, Rose Tyler feels herself on verge of tears.
"Who are you?" She asks, though she already knows the answer.
geniusineffigy
It takes a moment for the face to fall into place, and the moment she does she feels a stab of something not too dissimilar from horror. For a few long moments she's just staring at him, all wide eyes and pale faced, until finally she managed to work up the courage to ask, "...Are you the Doctor?"
He presses his lips along the other's jawline, gently, before pulling away. He wasn't sure what had brought it up, although the pounding on the door causes him to deduce that panic and mild desperation are a cause of it.
Daryl blinked and wasn't sure what to do, in shock as he just started at the other man. The pounding on the door was lost on Daryl. His cheek gradually getting more and more red. "-- what was that for?"
geniusineffigy
"I'm sick of being your little secret!"
Cheating Sentence Starters
"Well then what do you want to do? End things?" She asked raking a hand through her hair. It was far from what she wanted, but making him stay wouldn't be fair. "I don't know what you want me to do, because I'm still not in the position where I can run around and tell everybody."