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"Hey kid--
...it's been a while, hasn't it?"
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+sciencesavestheday started following you
"Hey kid--
...it's been a while, hasn't it?"
"I have work in the morning," [ YOLO ]
"You know, I pictured your Gamera to be a lot more impressive," she said with a smirk as he stepped into his jeans.
"Oh shut up," he said, rolling his eyes. "You seemed to like it just fine a while ago."
"Yeah, because I didn’t have to look at it," she answered.
"Well, you don’t have to look at it now," he retorted. "Or ever again, for that matter."
"Yeah," she agreed with a nod. "The mystery’s gone. Totally not into it anymore."
"You’re such a weirdo," he said, pulling on his shirt.
"You like it."
"Shut up," he said, grabbing his tie. "I’ll see you in the lab in like an hour. And if Hermann finds out about this, the story is we totally did it on his side of the lab."
"Desecrated his chalk board," she said. "Roger that. Now get and take a shower. You smell disgusting."
He made a very rude sign with his hand at her before exiting her quarters.
"See you around, Becket. And remember. Hermann’s side of the lab."
✖ [ I WANT THE DRUNK THOUGHTS ]
Send me a ‘✖’ for what my muse’s thoughts are about yours…WHILE DRUNK.
Jazmine Becket? Oh, Gipsy likes her. She likes her very much. She likes her glasses and her pretty blonde hair and she likes her sarcasm and she wants to hug her, yes, she does, and she also wants to thank her for teaching her how to sew.
She straightens, smiling wide. She should sew her something to say thank you!
(She’s about to look for the sewing kit that Jazmine got her when she realises that it’s probably not a good idea to sew when she’s got as much alcohol in her as she does.)
PREMIUM BEAUTIFUL PERSON! Once you have received this award, you are supposed to paste it into the asks of eight people who deserve it. If you break the chain nothing will happen, but it is sweet to know that someone thinks you’re beautiful inside and out. Have a lovely day!
sciencesavestheday replied to your post:Why the fuck do nsfw blogs keep following me Yes...
[ EVERY TIME I TAG SOMETHING NSFW CAUSE THINGS ARE GETTING STEAMY IN AN RP, A PORN BLOG FOLLOWS ME. IT’S LIKE GFDI. ]
I'M PRETTY SURE I HARDLY EVER POST ANY NSFW ON HERE. AT ALL. LIKE, AT ALL. I DON'T UNDERSTAND.
angrysniper replied to your post:Why the fuck do nsfw blogs keep following me Yes...
[[There are like 6 following Cayne. I feel you
W H Y
*lies on the floor*
¤ [ YOLO ]
Send me ” ¤” For my muses reaction to yours kissing them out no where
Gipsy blinks in surprise at Jazmine as she breaks the kiss. She’s speechless, actually speechless, and she stares at the other blonde. She tries to speak, but words fail her.
"Well then," she finally manages to squeak out.
✖
Newt only knows as much about Jazmine as she chooses to share, which is not much. He knows she's got some issues with her brothers and that she's sort of grumpy around holidays. He doesn't know exactly the reasons, but he's pretty sure she's got some sort of chip on her shoulder about something. He likes being around Jazmine, but he's afraid she's going to snap one day. Granted, most people end up snapping when they spend a great deal of time around him, so he's just sort of come to accept it. But he's afraid Jazmine's going to snap in a more personal way and he's actually going to feel bad about it, especially since he feels it's inevitable and he doesn't really know what her deal is so he can't stop himself from causing it to happen.
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12. A girl’s night out.
Gipsy was bored. She was pretty sure she had not been this bored, ever. She looked over at Jazmine, who was diligently poring over…whatever it was she was looking over. Reaching out, she nudged her arm. “Jazmine, I’m bored,” she whined. “Can we do something? Please?”