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I see this message thing and I feel like I should be sending out some of those...

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"Why are you even allowed to speak at all? You ruin everything. One day I'm going to punch you in the face."
“I’ll take this as you confessing your undying love for me.”
“Please… hold me. Don’t say anything, just… hold me.”
"Are you an alien from outer space or some kind of new form of intelligence that has taken over the body of my future date or are you you but you just suddenly, finally realized how great I am and thus want to be embraced by my super strong arms?"
“And what if I don’t?”
"Then I will lean my head on your shoulder and start crying. My tears will soak the fabric of your shirt and at some point there will but snoddery stuff coming out of my nose. And you don't want that."
SEND MY MUSE ONE OF THE FOLLOWING
dornishasshole:
“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.”

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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.
"Oh, come on!", he almost whined at the female, but decided that it wouldn't be manly or attractive enough, so he quickly regained his composture and rolled up the sleeve of his shirt. After clearing his throat he turned around and leaned against the table, head turning to look at the female who had already taken hold of the next electronic devide available. Women and technology. "I came here, to this office–", he started, turning a little more, hand reaching out to cover the screen of her phone, "after you've ignored all my texts asking you out for coffee–", he slowly pushed her hand down, "so I came here, into this creepy brain-dead office building that smells like coffee and sweaty boss-asscracks to ask you out for coffee. Like a real gentleman back in the middle ages. Aren't you flattered? No. No, you weren't flattered, you've been just fingering your laptop like it was your lesbian lover for around fifteen minutes, completely ignoring me until I started my – what you called – mating call right here, and now we're talking, so–", he leaned in a little more, now already sitting on the table, his behind pushing papers across of it, a wide grin plastered on his lips. "So, will you go out for coffee with me now?"
“Ahh—was that a compliment?” She laughed, covering her mouth with the back of her hand, “We can make a photoshoot for you, you'know? We’d see how it would go.” Shrugging her shoulders once more, she waved her hands in sync with her shoulders, laughing.
“Of course it was.”, Jon raised his brows as he listened to the other’s words. “We? Can make a photoshoot? It sounds so easy when you say it like that. Wait– Aren’t you... Are you who I think you are? Weren’t you in that band?”
Elijah’s wavering gaze towards the confectionery held for a mere handful of moments; his focus torn by the unintentional brush of skin to calloused skin. Features shifted with a twisted look of mild, and quickly dimming surprise, but the stranger’s gracious apology left nothing but a trace of trained consideration.
“Ah… Nah, that’s alright.” Elijah mumbled a response through pursed lips, head bobbing to the left. “They’ve got more shit over there I can eat. You enjoy that.”
"You sure, man?", the situation had him laughing a little, the other male almost seemed sad about the incident. "Just get it, come on. I can grab something else, too.", he showed him a smile, already making a step towards some other sweets. "I think we all know that that one's the best, but...", he reaches out for another sweet, holding it up to show it to the other. "These fuckers are delicious as hell, too. You might wanna get that and try one of these, trust me."
Yumi hadn’t ate all day, she was more than hungry but didn’t show it. She was the type that kept how she felt to herself rather than letting the entire world see how she felt or what she felt – As she reached out, her hand bumped against yet another, rather soft hand. Her head snapped quickly to the side as her dark brown orbs gazed over the male who she had just touched hands with. “Oh no, I’m sorry love… You can have it” — Her lips slowly tugged upwards into a small smile as she nodded her head a couple of times. “Or we can split it?”, the petite female brought her shoulders up for a light shrug as that same smile lingered.
His eyes wandered over the female, pulling his hand away, letting it sink into the pocket of his jeans. Jon shook his head, smile tugging on his lips. "No, no, it's alright. You can have it. I will survive without it.", he let out a chuckle. "Sharing is cute but I feel like if we're both craving this it won't be that satisfying. I could ask if they'll bring out more. Or I can just get something else. It's no problem for me. Ladies' first or something like that."
Raising her eyebrows, she showed how surprised she was. She indeed expected the tall man to be a model. He’d fit as one.,“ Oh, really? That’s a shame, you look photogenic. I’m on the screen, and behind it as well. I’m everywhere honestly..” She laughed, a bit awkward of how she might’ve sounded.
He squints his eyes at the female, pointing at her. “Yeah, you totally look like that.”, Jon reached up with his hands, patting his own cheeks. “Well, if you say that I’m handsome maybe I should try someday...”, he bursts into laughter, shaking his head lightly.

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“Haha, well.. Who knows, if something pops up in my head, then why not.” She nods her head lightly, smiling even wider now,“ It’s nice to meet you, Jonathan. Maybe you’re a tattoo model as well?” She titled her head to the side slightly.
He casually brushes his hair back, scratching at his head, slightly embarrassed. “Oh, no, no. I’m not a model at all. I’m more like... Behind the screen.”, Jon chuckles, “What about you?”
@cllla
She laughs softly, smiling at him.“Of course in a good way. I have one too. But only one.” Glancing at the tattoos on his arms once again, she looked up at him curiously,“ I’m Chaerin, or just Ciel.”
“Oh, phew.”, he chuckled softly, letting out a low sigh. His lips formed a smile, nodding at the female. “Well, one might only be the beginning, Ciel. I started with one, too. But who knows? Oh– I’m Jonathan. Pleasure to meet you.”
Stares at the guy's tattoos for more than a moment."Damn."
He tilts his head to the side, shoulders lifting in a slight shrug. “Is that good or bad?”
He was just reaching out, fingers about to grasp the last packed tiny, delicious, milky bread bun, when – out of nowhere – his hand bumped against something. Another human hand. Jon perked up, eyeing the other. "Oh, I'm so sorry. Did you wanna get that, too?"
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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?”
"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."
“WE MAY HIDE FROM HORROR ONLY IN THE HEART OF HORROR.”
JONATHAN. DIRECTOR. GENTLEMAN. ( REBLOG. LIKE. FOLLOW. )