❤️ "It's always nice to ask first, ya'know?"
Serena laughed. “It is, huh?” the smaller white shark, wrapped her fins around the male shark- at least as much as she could- and snuggled in against him.
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❤️ "It's always nice to ask first, ya'know?"
Serena laughed. “It is, huh?” the smaller white shark, wrapped her fins around the male shark- at least as much as she could- and snuggled in against him.
Excuse me
8. Singing
Well, I know a thing about contrition,Because I got enough to spare.And I’ll be granting your permission,'Cause you haven't got a prayer.
Donned in a scrappy t-shirt and running shorts, Serena nodded to the beat of the song. She grabbed the vacuum neck, shifting it to her torso and strummed against the tube like a guitar. Her dark brown hair jostled in a red bandana.
Well I said hey, hey hallelujah,I’m gonna come on sing the praise.And let the spirit come on through ya,We got innocence for days!
The woman kicked her legs, bare feet flying forward and then backward and she twisted about, gliding energetically across the wood floor. Her voice rang out in the room, blending with the drums, guitar, bass and rhythm of the song.
Well, I think I’m gonna burn in hell,Everybody burn the house right down.And say, haWhat I wanna sayTell me I’m an angel,Take this to my grave.Tell me I’m a bad man,Kick me like a stray.Tell me I’m an angel,Take this to my grave.
Her door opened suddenly, but Serena didn’t seem to take notice at all, captured too much in the heavy beats and playfully cynical tone of the song. Finally before the second verse carried her off, she turned around to see Bruce standing in the doorway. Serena halted immediately, dropping the vacuum which landed on the wooden floor with a dead thump. The woman blinked, a flush of red spreading from her ears to her cheeks. “U-uh, h-hey, Bruce,” she smiled nervously, tapping the radio off with a shy flick of her finger against the radio switch.
♫
For every ♫ I receive, I’ll tell you a song that my muse likes
Fever by Peggy Lee
Never know how much I love youNever know how much I careWhen you put your arms around meI get a fever that’s so hard to bearYou give me fever When you kiss meFever when you hold me tightFever in the morningFever all through the night
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♫ - singing voice headcanon
Moana has a high, clear singing voice. She's a soprano belt, and can hold notes for a while.
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{{ ☼ }} "Hello, and welcome to Canterlot!"
Celestia greeted the newcomers with a small bow of her head, relieved that she had very few duties to attend to that particular day.
(Everyone, the-veggie-shark has to be the best Bruce roleplayer I know. Come on a check out his roleplay and blog!
“An’ how ‘bout those eyes.” Bruce commented, looking into her emerald eyes.
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Serena bite her lip out of habit, smiling. “What about them?” she raised an eyebrow curiously, staring back into the brilliant piercing blue eyes of the male white shark. She could feel herself tense up as Bruce approached her, but it was more of a thrill than a fear.
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Bruce smirked and stared into her eyes, “Well, I’m not sure if you’ve seem them, but might I say, they’re incredible. A great shade of green…I might as well stare at them all night.” Bruce said forming a large grin on hid face.
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(Drawing inspired by a role-play between me- ask-Serena-the-shark, and the-veggie-shark)
Bruce: You alright, mate?
Serena: (internally screaming)