survivor;

"Do you still have clothes on or…?"

"What happened last night?"

"How much did we have to drink?"

"Where are my clothes?"

"So… you wanna maybe shower together?”

"Does this mean I have to pay for breakfast?"

"Shit, your dad’s home" 

Arranged Marriage AU

Childhood Friends AU

Strip Club AU

What Happens in Vegas AU 

Zombie AU

Apocalypse AU

Criminal AU 

Kidnapping AU 

Friends with Benefits AU

Reunited AU

Road Trip AU

Serial Killer AU

Vampire AU

Werewolf AU

Runaways AU

Spring Break AU

Demon AU

College AU

Roomates AU

Coffee Shop AU

Possessed AU

I WANT THE AUS

"Well, a strange girl suddenly appearing in my room and I’m not dreaming. Hmm, I can dig it.”

   "Well--you see, I have a clearly logical explanation why 'm here--"                   

   [ She's looking at you like you're an idiot because she has no clue what you're talking about nor who and what you are. ]

                                  i’m  scared that,                                              one day you’ll                                  actually  realize,                                           who and what                          ||  i am,  what i cause…  ||

   i’mscared you’ll leave me….                                    i’m scared of losing you.     i’m scaredof being a l o n e.          

  When you enter the battlefield, let your knife be the brush.

                                                         And the ground beneath a canvas.

                       Use the {blood} of your enemies to create a terrifying….

Gabriel still tried to get over the fact of what he had just said. He was looking like an idiot in front of a beautiful girl and he manages to say fancy-ish looking cupcakes. Did he even knew what those were? Maybe, though a little weary about it. Yet he shook it off with a smile as he heard her speak. 

"I agree. You wonder into places and then you’re like ‘Why am I here?’, then you can’t remember anything so you kind of just stand there trying to figure it out. Though I look rather foolish and clueless-even stupid or the thought of feeling like that when it happens to me. Though I usually don’t tell people because I feel that they think I’m weird. Not that I’m saying being weird is a bad thing-it’s actually quite good. It makes you different and special." He gulped soon afterwards, realizing he was rambling on and on about topic that lead to another. 

While he looked down at the counter table as his hand rubbed the back of his neck for rambling on and on about one topic from another. Before he looked back at the girl and noticed her dimples, she was pretty cute with dimples, he thought to himself. Either that or he really like when girls had dimples and found them pretty cute. 

He broke from thought was he heard her words and chuckled every so lightly. “Oh-um-fancy-ish looking cupcakes. Are um-” He paused to thinking himself. “Well cupcakes that look fancy.” He said chuckling even some more, as he shook his head a little. “That wasn’t very specific was it. Well it well designed cupcakes-like this one.” He brought one out on the counter. A cupcake that described a small garden. As the bread of it was white and the frosting a light green with flowers described in great detail on the top. As it was like a small garden on top of a cupcake. 

    “No—I fully understand, it gets weirder every time until you just let it be—but y’know... Being weird isn’t bad, trust me, it makes you stand out.”                           

    [  Believe her—she knows weird when she sees it.  ]

   This time, she busted into a giggling fit, looking up to the male again.   

              “Sorry, that’s not funny—but it is cute—you’re little rambling there.”

  Taking in the looks of the cupcake, she made her way to the front of the bakery, brown orbs locking on the cupcake the male held in his hands though she still payed attention to his words, she felt a small smile appear on her pink lips as she looked up to him, smile still present on her face.