#creaturerps

*Bites your lip*

Lux giggled at the ticklish feeling, grabbing Charlotte's butt. "I know that was meant to be sexy but it just tickles," She whispered, nudging Charlotte's nose with her own. She was trying to act cool, but in reality she felt nervous and cramped in the back of Charlotte's car, going farther with her girlfriend than they'd ever gone before.

*Spills a drink on your shirt* “I’m so sorry! But if it’s any reassurance, I think that top would look better on my bedroom floor anyways.”

Lux smiled at the attempted pick up line, but her amusement was overshadowed by her annoyance at the beer all over her sweater. "Not bad, but it doesn't make up for the drink." She pulled the sticky shirt away from her body, making a face at the smell. "Try again later."

"We lost the playoffs."

"Just because that’s mistletoe hanging above us doesn’t mean I’m going to kiss you."

"You're willing to let your anger get in the way of holiday tradition? Disgusting." Sebastian shook his head, tsking. "I'll have to find someone who really respects my way of life, I guess. You just don't make the cut anymore."

"You make me so angry.”

"I've made you feel other extreme emotions, don't see you complaining about those ones." He grumbled as he tapped his drum stick against a hard cover book, trying to figure out a beat to the new song his band was performing next week. He knew he'd been ignoring AJ a little bit in favor of his band, but how could she not understand why he had to do that? He had a huge gig coming up, and his band was depending on him. "Chill out, babe. I need to concentrate."

"You’re the one that I want."

"I want you too babe, but people are starting to get suspicious and you're only sixteen. I can't afford to piss off the wrong person and get in trouble, you know? It'll ruin my life." He took her face in his hands, kissing her forehead lightly. "It's just a little bit of time apart. Just to get people off our backs. Promise."

"Not my neck! It’s summer, I can’t wear a turtleneck in the sun."

*Kisses your neck*

She giggled, shrugging her shoulder to try and nudge him away from her neck. "Stop it Teddy, I'm trying to study." She knew him well enough, though, to know that he wouldn't give up, obviously tired of working on homework already. "Just because you've given up on your education doesn't mean I have." She smiled, abandoning her quill when Teddy pulled her onto his lap, resting the back of her head on his shoulder. "Teddy Lupin, you are a bastard. Give me a kiss and I might let you distract me."

"Please don’t say that. You know you’re the only one for me. Fuck everyone else."

She tried to smile, she really did, but she couldn't force it. It was rare that Victoire felt any sort of insecurity, but when she did, it seemed to come with the thought that Teddy was too good for her. She couldn't relate to him like someone else could, someone else who understood what it was like to have both parents torn away by war. Her dad had been scarred but he was still there, and sometimes Victoire wondered if maybe he needed someone who actually understood, who could still surprise him since she hadn't been around his entire life. "I'm sorry, baby. I'm just... I don't even know what I was thinking. Thanks for being so patient." She kissed his cheek, sure that if he was happy, so was she. Maybe he'd need someone else in the future, but for now, they were together and they were in love and she could only be happy with that.

"What do you think about this outfit?"

"Actually, I'm not sorry."

"Just to clarify, you're not sorry for kissing me? Is that why we never moved out of this shit hole? Well I mean, I know why we never moved out, I mean this is like... It's our place. But like.... Why did we never do that before now? That might've made the time pass so damn much more enjoyably."

"Can you please stop yelling..."

"Sorry, but I'd like to see you act calmly when you just found out that your soulmate happens to have found someone else who is also that person to them. It's supposed to be a two way street between two people. Not some weird junction where another person also steps in to share the spotlight!"

"The world doesn't revolve around you!"

"Shut up and kiss me."

“Ouch,” she laughed. “Could’ve asked more nicely, but sure, fine, whatever. Just as long as you don’t make that gross face we’ve talked about before, eh?”

"I'd rather burn than boil."

"Fire over scorching hot water? Okay, no, yeah, I understand that. Getting ugly skin seconds before you die seems kinda unfortunate. Hey, hold on, that happens in both cases! Are you trying to confuse me again?"

"I'm not fond of asking."

"Okay, okay, fine, I’ll ask — - don’t be such a sissy. I’ll ask, but what do I get in return, mm?”

[MSG]: I guess my company doesn’t interest you any more.

[text to vernon boyd] Not when you are being whiney like this, nope. Because if I wanted that, I’d befriend the screamer.

[MSG]: Just curious… not like I’m jealous or anything…

[text to vernon boyd] I can literally smell the jealousy from class, god you are such an idiot you know that?