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Love Begins
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“Just for today. Please.”
“if you can shut up for an entire day, i will love you eternally.”
“Can’t you pretend to love me this once?
“no.”
SEND MY MUSE ONE OF THE FOLLOWING
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“You. Me. Cuddle. Now.”
“Don’t move, I just got comfy.”
“I’m scared, hold me!”
“I bit my lip. Will you kiss it better?”
“Tickle war has been declared!”
“Bunny pyjamas, really?”
“I’ve never seen so many kittens in one place.”
“Come on, just one bite.”
“How do you accidentally buy sixty birthday cakes?”
“I never imagined you were so… ticklish.”
“You’re so huggable.”
“You’re under arrest for being too cute. Put your hands where I can hold them.”
“Have you fallen asleep on me?”
“Am I dead?”
“Another one?”
“And what if I don’t?”
“Are you afraid of God?”
“Are you crazy?”
“Are you lost?”
“Are you really that shallow?”
“Are you sure it’s okay?”
“Are you sure there were no…
“How do you really feel about me?”
“Can’t you pretend to love me this once?”
“Would you care if I was gone?”
“Don’t you know the hell I go through to keep you safe?”
“I can’t take this any longer. Help me.”
“Deep down, you’re scared. Aren’t you?”
“You’ll stay alone if you push others away.”
“How many lives have you taken with your own hands?”
“Just for today. Please.”
“You’re the only one who’s never called me that…”
“We can make it work! Let’s run away together, you and me!”
“I… have loved you this whole time.”
“Treat me as you see fit. I’ll still protect you. It’s my role after all.”
“Maybe it’s too much for me to expect kindness.”
“You give me meaning, even if you take it away.”
“Please… hold me. Don’t say anything, just… hold me.”
“Woah, when did you get that?”
“Who did this to you?”
“How many time have I told you to be more careful?”
“You’re saying this was an accident?”
“What a shiner!”
“If you look like this, I’d hate to see the other guy.”
“I’m not buying it, you don’t walk into a door and get a bruise like that!”
“Does it hurt when I touch it?”
“Let me kiss it better.”
“If you don’t rest, you won’t heal.”
“Another fight?”
“What happened to your face?”
“I don’t think your arm is meant to bend like that…”
“Let’s get you to bed.”
“Let’s get you to the hospital.”
“Why are you so calm about this?”
“You’re bleeding!”
“What are friends for, ey?”
“So, instead of helping you, they ran off the moment they saw what was happening?”
“You need to look where you’re going.”
“I’m not accusing anyone, I’m just saying it looks suspicious.”
“Do you want to tell me what really happened?”
“Don’t move! You’ll faint!”
“I’ve got some bandages, wait a sec.”
“You’re the clumsiest person I know.”
“I won’t let you be on your own, not when you’re like this.”
“How could you be so careless?”
“I can’t even look at you, you promised not to get into any more fights!”
“H-how many of them were there?”
“Do you want to build a snowman?”
“The past is in the past.”
“I’m where I’m meant to be.”
“I know you!”
“A dream is a wish your heart makes.”
“People down here think I’m crazy, but I don’t care.”
“For once, it might be grand to have someone understand.”
“Just look at the world around you!”
“Someday my prince will come.”
“If you had the chance to change your fate, would you?”
“If you cut it down, then you’ll never know.”
“But you’ll never know me.”
“Don’t you dare close your eyes.”
“My mating call?” Jon raised both of the eyebrows at the woman, crossing his arms in front of his chest; amused. “I would like to object right here, I think my mating call would sound very attractive to any female human being. But since this didn’t seem attractive to you, I can say for sure that this wasn’t a mating call.” He nodded his head a few times, approving his own words. The words of her made him think for a little while, hand raising to scratch at his chin, fingertips running over his stubble, creating low stubble-scratch sounds. Very attractive. Manly. “Is this some kind of fetish thing? Are you into that?”, the man tilted his head at the other, starting to grin widely. “Oh girl, I’d love you if you’d rub my belly and tell me how much of a good boy I am.”
quiet, she hums, barely acknowledging the presence of the other. reading, scrolling, reading, scrolling. most of what is said goes ignored, a faint mumbling in the very back of her word-muddled mind. however, ever the foolish one, he always knows how to effortlessly redirect her attention to him. it is a factor in her life that can be quite troublesome at times. “should you really be asking me what i am into?” miyoung ceases her frantic-paced clicking and clacking of keys to sigh heavily, head swaying from side to side. the return of her are you serious? glare is inevitable, though this time it is accompanied by an exaggerated eye-roll. “and men wonder why women nag them all the time. you never listen. such a bad dog. i’m two seconds away from hitting you with a newspaper if you’re gonna keep acting like this.” with a huff, she turns away once more, closing the laptop with a little more force than necessary, but she thinks it is worth it to emphasize her displeasure. “i’m definitely not into my significant other being a mutt. this conversation is weird and i don’t want to participate any longer.” in a dismissive manner, the female waves him off, her phone being the next device to obtain her focus.
Reblog if you are willing to do toxic ships
Not every love is sweet and kind Sometimes, love is dangerous Poisonous, addictive, obsessive Leaving emotional, mental and physical scars Don’t want to walk away, refuse to let go To need, no matter how much it hurts To know the same pain is returned Because some don’t want just the sweet They crave the bitter too
“WE MAY HIDE FROM HORROR ONLY IN THE HEART OF HORROR.”
JONATHAN. DIRECTOR. GENTLEMAN. ( REBLOG. LIKE. FOLLOW. )
"Me? Mean? You were the one saying my attempts of catching your attention sound like a nauseated dog.", he raised a brow at the female, a small smirk tugging on the corner of his lips.
miyoung scoffs at his response, expression entirely disbelieving. her lips purse with undisguised disapproval. nonetheless, there is a softness to it (perhaps in her averted glances) that signals lighthearted manner. then, brief and barely visible, forms a grin before she answers, “yes, you. your mating call is hideous and that suggestiveness was sickening. you’re lucky you’re attractive. i may be the only girl who can deal with that noise.” her tone is teasing, voice edging onto something akin to bright, always warmer than the appearance of any physical features she possesses. “you have my attention now,” she informs, contradictory to the fall of her eyes back to the laptop display inches away. mechanically, her fingers return to swiping the touch-pad, brown irises returning to the routine of reading that includes a dull pattern of back and forth as the screen scrolls endlessly. “is there something you wanted rather than to be disgusting? a hug maybe? you’re starting to seem starved of affection. do you want me to tell you i love you or something? maybe i’ll pet your head and rub your belly because you’re such a good boy. would you like that?”
"How do you know it sounds like that and not like... Something else?"
her gaze flickers back up, harsh and cold as she glares, not at all entertained by his antics. “that’s... disgusting. why are you being mean to me?”
"Didn't it get your blood flowing? Leaving you craving for more?"
“do you really think sounding like a nauseous dog is attractive?”
"Yes, really. Do you think this is unreal?"
“whatever the hell that noise is… that’s unreal. inhumane. stop doing it.”
hurrrr..
“really?”
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An incoherent wail escaped her mouth as she wiggles her shoulders, wiping them feverishly. Sora wasn’t that sacred of insects but she wasn’t a big fan of them either, “Is it gone? Tell me it’s gone!”
shimmying and frantically brushing at her clothing, the startled female proves to be quite a spectacle. the movements are laughable, but secondhand embarrassment tags along for the ride. when the culprit of shock is brushed away, miyoung has to avert her gaze once it falls only to cling to the forearm. “uh.” she is unsure if the best option is to inform the other that the spider is, in fact, still leisurely trekking its way along her clothing. with the insect’s long, thin legs practically sprawling everywhere, it is odd that the woman does not immediately catch sight of it. watching the legged splotch slowly inch upwards, closer and closer to its previous position, she settles on a more indirect approach: “well, it... uh. it definitely has gone to a different location.” perhaps her snickering is inappropriate.
hello, how are you? .c&s.
——break. ❞
There’s a bile in Charm’s throat though and the feeling that she has to say something. She wants to say something. She’s suddenly envious of Jihoo, and his inability to truly remember anyone, or voice it out if he does, his ability to forget easily and move on to the next big thing. She can’t, there are a lot of things she could say, but where she’s still crouch there she can’t find the words. When she reaches out to take back Jihoos hand and stands up to the same level as the other girl though, she finds herself with just one word at the tip of her tongue. One she thinks is going to be more than enough. “Hello.”
guk saena and kim miyoung. there is no remarkable difference. no extraordinary factors to separate the two. the dissimilarity is all in her mind. she convinces herself that she has changed, has morphed into a being worthy of others’ fear and never their pity. saena: small, weak, lonely, is heaved into the dirt, haphazardly smothered by filth. when miyoung rises like a reincarnated phoenix from the ashes of chance, buried below the carefully tended soil is nothing beyond that of loose sediment and useless organic matter.
although she will never admit it, she is still as childish and naive as the lost, impressionable teenager she once was. trauma builds walls, but behind dense layered stone is the same girl. the only change is how easily hatred takes possession of her body because she wants to believe the dirt was a cocoon and she burst from its shelter with beautiful wings that spread an ominous wind promising desecration. and even that has begun to wane. adapting a new identity is merely a substitution of namesake. the caterpillar is as fragile as the butterfly, she learns. in the end, when rest is unending, miyoung will remain saena through and through.
the modification of a few letters is unable to erase habit. she is still apt to rapidly disappear, fleeing without a trace in record time whenever the going gets remotely tough. and it is never the physical dangers that chase her away. instead, it is the emotional impediments that tear down the walls suffering constructed around her heart and expose her thoughts in a way that leaves her insecure. being stripped bare for the second time, this time mentally, is more frightening than accumulating scars. escaping the reality of her own humanity, it is a habit instilled in her that embeds in vulnerability and refuses to be uprooted through her facades.
