Apr 5, 2014
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' Tell Aiden, he should get those slashed tires looked at... that I had nothing to do with. -- I '
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Put a "◊" in my ask for a sticky note left on your fridge in the morning by my muse.
' Tell Aiden, he should get those slashed tires looked at... that I had nothing to do with. -- I '
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"Why are you pointing that gun at me?"
Aiden blinked quickly and dropped the gun, taking a step back, "I-I..I don't know, I just, I thought you were someone else?"
"Why are you pointing that gun at me?"
"Why aren’t you afraid…?"
HELLO
Send me a HELLO and I’ll answer
If we kissed:
[] This wouldn’t happen.
[] Oh disgusting.
[XXX] Again, again.
[XXX] Kiss you back.
[X] Let’s take this to the bedroom.
[] Slap/Push you away.
[] Be confused
If you asked me out I’d say:
[] Um no.
[X] I’m taken- (by you)
[] Sure.
[X] HOLY ASDFGHJK YESSSSS.
Can we cuddle?:
[] No.
[] Ew.
[] Sure.
[X] YES.
Sex?:
[X] Let’s do it.
[] No. You can’t handle my d.
[X] FUCK YES.
[] No.
Should you reblog this?:
[XX] Yes. I want to send you one.
[] Yes.
[] No.
(He crossed out the ones that would never ever happen, in fact they aren't even options)
HELLO
If we kissed:
[x] This wouldn’t happen.
[] Oh disgusting.
[] Again, again.
[] Kiss you back.
[] Let’s take this to the bedroom.
[] Slap/Push you away.
[x] Be confused
If you asked me out I’d say:
[x] Um no.
[] I’m taken-
[] Sure.
[] HOLY ASDFGHJK YESSSSS.
Can we cuddle?:
[] No.
[] Ew.
[xx] Sure.
[] YES.
Sex?:
[] Let’s do it.
[xxx] No. You can’t handle my d.
[] FUCK YES.
[x] No.
Should you reblog this?:
[] Yes. I want to send you one.
[x] Yes.
[] No.
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It had finally come along. How would he be able to go to this? When she had died trying to say Jackson that day, Stiles thought his world had ended. He told her that just a couple hours before. And now nothing felt real anymore. He had gotten the stupid invitation, which just killed him so much more.
"For Lydia."
He said, whispering to himself and wiping away his tears. He would pick out his best suit and make himself go. It would be for Lydia. The one thing he could do now.
Click. Click. Click. Click. That was all Isaac heard as he walked down the corridor away from the throne room. The last thing he wanted to be apart of was negotiations. As he walked, his heels clicked against the floor and echoed. Staring at his feet as he walked, Isaac started for his chambers. It was on the other side of the castle, but if he moved quickly enough, he could be there before his parents would be sending for him once more. In fact, he was walking so fast that the tapestries on the walls were rustling in the wind as he moved past. Then, he rounded a corner and—
Oomf.
Isaac collided with another and he took a couple of steps back to assess the her, “I am so sorry. Are you okay?”