Oh nice! That's awesome :D
Woah that was amazing! xD haha, I loved the dog voices from UP x) How does he do that?? I used to watch Fairly Odd Parents when I was younger and I loved the voice actress Grey DeIisle who did the voice of Vicki, the evil babysitter lol. Voice acting would be the coolest job I think x)
Woo, then you'll be free yay! Ooo a coffee shop, very hipster of you. That sounds like a great summer job. Fingers crossed you get hired! Isn't Improv Everywhere cool? I would love to be one of their actors!! I think they get semi-professionals for some stuff, but they do a lot of "open to the public" flash mob type things too. I love the video of the Frozen Grand Central Station stunt too.
Hahaha! xD He was pretty cute! I should've asked if I could take a picture of him with the fish on my phone too lol #not_so_sublte x) I wonder if I'll see him on the lake again. You got to dissect a pig heart?! Aw I never got to do that! xD Piggles. That's perfect xD I remember watching snow white when I was little and the hunter brought the queen a pigs heart which was supposed to look like snow white's and I remember thinking couldn't she tell?? lol But they're similar to a human's I guess. How big was the heart?
Yep, and in exchange, I'll subjugate myself to the horrors of the Grudge.
Uh oh...what if he really did though? What if he came up to you and was like, ok in one hour I'm going to look at your blog, what would you do??
Oh yeah, you're right x) I forgot. Well, then I can't be too hard on them. So why aren't you an egotistical 16-year-old like them? How'd you get so open-minded? If you had told me you were older than you really are I would have believed you in a heartbeat. And just because you realized you're attracted to someone of the same sex doesn't automatically make you open-minded either, I think there's got to be something else, don't you? Exhausting, that's so true. It just takes everything out of you when you feel like you can't relax and "just be" with the people you're with. I felt that way the other night when Simon invited me to his apartment to watch the Matrix (which was incredible, I know I'm late to the party, but omg it was good, I couldn't believe I'd never seen it before) and I thought it was just gonna be me, him, and his girlfriend but it turned out his girlfriends friends were visiting them for the week and had all these inside jokes with each other and made it difficult for me to join in grrr. I felt really shitty and started to think I was just being boring that night but then I got home and was able to put it in perspective and realize it wasn't my fault. Jeez, I can't wait for them to leave. Who do you feel like you can be yourself with the most?
Yesss, points x) Google translate?? Ich würde das nie tun. Das ist Betrug. Haben Sie in Google Translate setzen diese Sätze? Wie vorhersehbar.
Aw, gross rainy weather huh? The storm came and went, and the power never went out, phew. Last summer was it was really rainy here, but so far we've had sunny days for the most part.. Warm, gorgeous, sunny days >)
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Yeah, when he was talking about his brother pushing his face in the fire I was like, ow he got me right in the heart xD Speaking of Game of Thrones, I completely forgot that it wasn't gonna come on this past Sunday because of Memorial Day weekend and I was super bummed Dx
Speaking of accents in tv shows, I always think it's amazing when you find out some actor/actress is actually British or something, like the guy who plays House, or the main dude from the Walking Dead who has a totally convincing American Southern accent :O I'm constantly surrounded by people who talk like that here in NC but I still could never imitate it like he does!
Haha, off to universityland!! xD It's magical here x) And we get out of school so much earlier >D That's cool about the flashmob to promote bully awareness. And I agree, flashmobs are way fun. Have you ever heard of the group Improv Everywhere?
Hell ya, you should do it! Or just go walking first and work your way up to jogging, either way. Won't you still do dance after you graduate high school? I have another jogging story! This happened yesterday, later in the morning when it was really hot and sunny outside. There's a dam in the lake that the path goes over, towards the end of the trail and when I got there I was really hot and the lake looked really gorgeous so I decided to sit on the edge of the dam for a while and get some sun. There were a few kayaks and people fishing on the lake. This young guy in a small motor boat drifted by in front of me and made his way over to the edge of the trees. I sort of forgot about him after a hile until I heard some splashing, and I looked over and saw him wrestling with this HUGE fish on the end of his fishing line! I was on the edge of my seat watching him trying to get this fish into his boat and finally he got it and whooped loudly haha xD So I started clapping really loud for him and cheered and he gave me a thumbs up. Then he steered his boat over to where I was and asked if I could take a picture of him with the fish since he always releases them. He was a great guy! He let me hold the fish which was totally gross haha xD
Wait a second...either of those authors? Wait, have you read Harry Potter? If you haven't, you totally should, although I think I'm risking seeing you disappear if I encourage you to read them since they are completely, utterly absorbing. Otherwise, read Fingersmith!
Ahhh, that is pretty awkward about your dad seeing your blog like that x) Maybe he didn't really notice it? That would give me a panic attack too, hahaha xD
People who think they could ever actually talk someone out of being gay make me wonder if they ever really been in love or at least had a serious crush before. Have they had that incredible fluttering sensation in their chest just from being touched by someone they like, or some other physical reaction to another person, and not been able to stop thinking about them constantly and wondering what they're doing and what they would think of this and that and all the other things that happen when you become infatuated with someone. Because how could you think you could just tell someone to stop that and think they're gonna be like, welp you're right, let me just turn it off. Or suppress it and go insane. I know they mean well. Probably. One of my friends from high school was pretty religious and she told me that her boyfriend (also religious) told her that he was "addicted to gay porn." She said that he said that he wanted her to stay with him so that he could overcome this sin and learn to like girls. Don't get me wrong, I think you can have an unhealthy addiction to just about anything, porn included, but I don't think that was the main issue here. I think it was his way of coming out, because he told his other friends and family this too, which was brave of him, but the way he did it was to apologize and ask for their prayers to heal him. I feel bad for him and also irritated, but maybe that's just the path that he has to take to get to a better place and who am I to judge.
Hey! Don't rub it in! xD A hundred million more cool points, huh. Vielleicht werde ich lernen Deutsch. There. x)
Ooo, it's about to storm here! I'm charging my laptop in case the power dies. Can you believe I don't own a flashlight #basic_household_item I discovered this the last time the power went out, but never remembered to buy one >.< I have tiny candles though haha xD And my iphone has a flashlight. Pfft, who needs one, I'm good.
Speaking of accents in tv shows, I always think it's amazing when you find out some actor/actress is actually British or something, like the guy who plays House, or the main dude from the Walking Dead who has a totally convincing American Southern accent :O I'm constantly surrounded by people who talk like that here in NC but I still could never imitate it like he does!
Haha, off to universityland!! xD It's magical here x) And we get out of school so much earlier >D That's cool about the flashmob to promote bully awareness. And I agree, flashmobs are way fun. Have you ever heard of the group Improv Everywhere?
Hell ya, you should do it! Or just go walking first and work your way up to jogging, either way. Won't you still do dance after you graduate high school? I have another jogging story! This happened yesterday, later in the morning when it was really hot and sunny outside. There's a dam in the lake that the path goes over, towards the end of the trail and when I got there I was really hot and the lake looked really gorgeous so I decided to sit on the edge of the dam for a while and get some sun. There were a few kayaks and people fishing on the lake. This young guy in a small motor boat drifted by in front of me and made his way over to the edge of the trees. I sort of forgot about him after a hile until I heard some splashing, and I looked over and saw him wrestling with this HUGE fish on the end of his fishing line! I was on the edge of my seat watching him trying to get this fish into his boat and finally he got it and whooped loudly haha xD So I started clapping really loud for him and cheered and he gave me a thumbs up. Then he steered his boat over to where I was and asked if I could take a picture of him with the fish since he always releases them. He was a great guy! He let me hold the fish which was totally gross haha xD
Wait a second...either of those authors? Wait, have you read Harry Potter? If you haven't, you totally should, although I think I'm risking seeing you disappear if I encourage you to read them since they are completely, utterly absorbing. Otherwise, read Fingersmith!
Ahhh, that is pretty awkward about your dad seeing your blog like that x) Maybe he didn't really notice it? That would give me a panic attack too, hahaha xD
People who think they could ever actually talk someone out of being gay make me wonder if they ever really been in love or at least had a serious crush before. Have they had that incredible fluttering sensation in their chest just from being touched by someone they like, or some other physical reaction to another person, and not been able to stop thinking about them constantly and wondering what they're doing and what they would think of this and that and all the other things that happen when you become infatuated with someone. Because how could you think you could just tell someone to stop that and think they're gonna be like, welp you're right, let me just turn it off. Or suppress it and go insane. I know they mean well. Probably. One of my friends from high school was pretty religious and she told me that her boyfriend (also religious) told her that he was "addicted to gay porn." She said that he said that he wanted her to stay with him so that he could overcome this sin and learn to like girls. Don't get me wrong, I think you can have an unhealthy addiction to just about anything, porn included, but I don't think that was the main issue here. I think it was his way of coming out, because he told his other friends and family this too, which was brave of him, but the way he did it was to apologize and ask for their prayers to heal him. I feel bad for him and also irritated, but maybe that's just the path that he has to take to get to a better place and who am I to judge.
Hey! Don't rub it in! xD A hundred million more cool points, huh. Vielleicht werde ich lernen Deutsch. There. x)
Ooo, it's about to storm here! I'm charging my laptop in case the power dies. Can you believe I don't own a flashlight #basic_household_item I discovered this the last time the power went out, but never remembered to buy one >.< I have tiny candles though haha xD And my iphone has a flashlight. Pfft, who needs one, I'm good.
She could do this. She could play Lisette. No violent threats necessary to get the information she wanted; Mila would find a way to pluck it from her lips, like she might from a human. Of course, no human was even remotely as dangerous as Lisette could be. They lacked her deadly gifts, her twisted morality, or her sharp wit to know when she was being manipulated. But Mila also knew that the other vampire loved to play dangerous games. She was willing to bet that Lisette wouldn’t be able to resist playing this one…
“I wonder how Booker and Charlie are doing.”
…and no doubt she would put up a formidable fight.
Mila was careful to maintain the careless, confident look that her expression had taken ever since she’d finally eaten. Even as Lisette moved to walk beside her and to grip her hand with uncomfortable force, Mila remained poised. She could feel Lisette’s eyes rake over her features, trying to gauge her reaction. The older vampire pretended to be bored by her comment, as if it was too obvious she was just trying to get a rise out of her, and really she was just being tiresome now. But inwardly, Mila was coming down from the high of finally getting her fill and her cocky, self-assured attitude was sobering just a little at the thought of her precarious situation - hand in hand with someone who wanted to possess her just as much as she wanted to torture her.
“I must say, I’m curious! I wonder if they are having as much fun as you and that shopkeep did.”
“As if he could perform as beautifully as I did just now,” she replied coolly, not looking at her. “And unfortunately for him, Charlie is not desperate, like that woman was.”
As much fun as she and the shopkeep. She imagined, as Lisette probably intended, the roles replaced by Booker and Charlie and the girl gasping and moaning with pleasure for him as the woman had done for her. She suddenly felt sick, and disgusted with herself.
Now Lisette’s bone-crushing grip on her hand was beginning to feel like just as much a measure of controlling her, of keeping her in place, as it was a gesture of feigned intimacy with her. Mila’s finger’s twitched unconsciously at the thought. Like a boa constrictor, Lisette’s grip only seemed to grow tighter whenever she tried to adjust their hands. Mila would have liked to withdraw it completely, but she knew it would have looked weak. So she endured, even when Lisette’s thumb began its teasing caresses on the back of her hand.
Mila wasn’t completely immune to her tactics. Despite wanting to wring the information she needed out of Lisette, she couldn’t deny the younger vampire’s frightening ability to charm and beguile to the point that Mila had to consciously suppress the shivers she could elicit. Even when they were unwanted. I do not want you. She knew that the poor humans who had the misfortune of crossing paths with Lisette were certainly never able to resist her sinister allure. You know exactly what you’re doing to me. And you know I know it too. And that I still can’t always stop myself from-..
“Quiant.”
They had reached the hotel and now headed swiftly and quietly up to Mila’s room. There wasn’t a soul to see them, apart from a bored and tired looking teenager behind the desk who didn’t bother glancing up from his phone to look at them as they swept through the lobby. Very soon, Mila was pushing open the door to her room. Immediately Lisette skipped inside and flopped down on one of the beds like she owned the place. Mila closed the door softly behind her and locked it with a sharp click. She needed to be very careful now if she wanted coax Lisette into a more …compliant mood.
“My, to sleep again.”
Mila moved to stand in front of one of the mirrors and wipe the residual blood from her face and neck. She glanced casually at Lisette’s reflection as she spoke.
“That is mayhap the only thing about humanity I miss. To just be oblivious for a couple hours, unaware of the world. It’s a true gift, taken so for granted.”
She watched her as she lay back on the bed, miming the posture humans took to fall unconscious for a while. Mila missed it too. She thought that she imagined it being more luxurious than it probably ever really was, but it still must have been wonderful indeed. She had probably taken it for granted when she’d been human, just like Lisette said.
“Feeling nostaligic?” she teased, raising an eyebrow, still preening herself in the mirror. “You could always close your eyes and pretend to sleep, if you miss it so much. I’ll try not to laugh at you.”
“But then again, I could never miss the weakness of it all. Human’s are so frail. It’s pitiful.”
“But it’s also what makes them so appealing,” Mila pointed out, looking nonchalant as she swept her hand through her dark hair and admired herself in the mirror.
So tell me, darling, do you miss humanity?”
The question caught her off-guard and she paused for a moment.
She missed it alright. She ached for it sometimes, in a way she knew would make her peers sneer at her with amusement and disdain. It wasn’t a constant pressing desire – more like a dull throb in the back of her mind, giving her an unwanted and inconvenient feeling of guilt. Of course, there were plenty of times when she didn’t miss it at all. Not when she was about to sink her teeth into some poor soul’s veins. Nor when their blood touched her lips and satisfied her thirst. And she hadn’t been thinking about being human at all when she’d first laid eyes on Charlie and plotted how she would lure the girl into her cold embrace… But she thought about it now and she felt the melancholy ache swell up again.
“There are some things, I suppose…” Mila drawled apathetically, her face a prefect mask, concealing her inner thoughts. “Sleeping, like you said. Eating certain foods, I guess.” She gave a shrug, as if it didn’t really matter. Having a family. Being in love. Not killing people. She blinked and bent to adjust her dress…and to obscure her expression for just a moment.
When she was composed and had straightened again, she spotted Lisette slip off the bed and pace around the room for a bit before turning her attention towards her.
“I’m assuming those aren’t the only clothes you own.”
“I own quite a few clothes.”
“I’d like to change, it feels like I’ve been in this gown forever.”
“You’re welcome to borrow some of mine, although I’m not sure you’ll fill them out quite as nicely as I do-..” Mila gradually cut herself short as Lisette turned and peered at her over her shoulder with a mischievous grin.
“Unzip me, love...”
As if they had a will of their own, Mila’s eyes trailed down along her curves and back up again just in time to see her wink devilishly. The older vampire blinked. And then tightened her jaw. Here we go... Lisette was taking the first swing and Mila was determined that it should be a miss. Without another beat of hesitation, she raised her eyebrows curiously at her and sauntered forward until she stood close behind Lisette, one hand finding the zipper, the other sliding sensuously onto her hip.
“Hold still then,” she murmured in a low voice, pulling Lisette a little closer to her.
She thought of something that she didn’t miss about being human – having a telltale pulse. She was sure hers would have been giving her away at the moment. Damn her coquettish little challenges. Mila slowly pulled the zipper down to revealing more and more of the smooth, supple skin underneath. She continued down in one smooth action until the zipper stopped at the base of her spine. She lingered for just a moment longer than she needed, staring down at where the skin met fabric again. She knew should have used the moment to do something, but instead she pulled away and turned toward the closet where she had hung most of her clothes.
“You can pick something,” she said, with an air of granting her permission, though there was an edge in her voice. As Mila slid the closet door open to show her, she spotted something draped over one of the hangers. It was Charlie’s scarf, the one Mila had taken just before leaving her. She had completely forgotten she’d hung it there. The scent hit her suddenly and she snatched it without thinking and balled it up in her hands.
“Here, have a look.” Mila moved away from the closet to giver her access and sat on the edge of one of the beds, keeping the scarf out of site as inconspicuously as possible behind her back. She could stash it in the bathroom when she had the chance, on the shower hook, under the sink, some place Lisette had no need to go poking around.
“You’re a little smaller than I am, aren’t you. Hopefully you can find something that works.” Of course both of them looked stunning in anything the draped over their bodies, and Mila was only talking to distract her.
“Be a doll and toss me something too while you’re at it,” she said, more of a demand than a request. “Anything will do, I’d like to get out of these clothes too.” She crossed her legs, then uncrossed them, then glanced toward the bathroom door. She stood up, pretending to look interested in whatever Lisette was picking out.
“I’ll be right back..”
”No…”
Every time Charlie murmured a weak sound of protest, Booker’s grin became more and more sinister. And each time she shrunk away from him, he inched closer. He was breaking her. He could see in her eyes that already she wanted to give in, despite the conflicted look that would flicker across her face only to disappear again. Her breathless moans when he had inflicted pain with just a twitch of his fingers on her stomach had him nearly salivating with bloodlust now. She was so weak and so tantalizing and best of all he had stolen her from someone else.
“I don’t want...”
“You don’t have to deny it anymore, the game’s up isn’t it.” Her face was still warm from his earlier pitying look, which had made her turn a wonderful shade of crimson. Everything about her was overwhelmingly desirable, he was beginning to have to consciously hold himself back so that he could tease her just a little more before she gave in. He had no doubt she would now, very soon.
“Ask me,” he repeated, his voice a low, soft growl, his eyes all alight with amusement and desire as she stared up at him with those wide, doe eyes of hers. He bent to kiss her neck, to remind her of the feel of his lips and teeth on that sweet spot below her jawline.
Finally he heard the words he’d been waiting for.
“Just... do it.”
Her admission sent a delicious thrill down his spine and he smirked wickedly against her skin.
“Can you speak up a little, darling? Did I just hear you say you do want it…?” he teased, letting his teeth scrap her skin a few times. But instead he moved away from her neck abruptly and began nibbling at her ear, the better for her to hear his low, mocking voice.
“Is this how she did it too?” he whispered, snaking his hand lightly along her torso, all the way up to cup the side of her cheek. “She had you on your back, whimpering pathetically, craving release?” His fingers began gently stroking the side of her face, a stark contrast the to rough way he was working his teeth against her skin. “You can imagine her if you like, I don’t mind. Say her name even. I’m sure she would love that if she could see us now.”
He could only imagine the older vampire’s expression if she really could have seen them now. It made him giddy and breathless, as if he’d just won first place in a race. And he wanted more than just to sink his teeth into her pet a few times. He wanted Charlie to look forward to it, despite herself. He would teach her exactly how to behave in the presence of a vampire.
Booker pulled away from her ear and sat up then, smirking at her closed eyes, her expectant expression. “You know I’m still a little full from earlier, now that I really think about it.” He studied her face as he spoke. “I can’t decide if I should save you for later…” It was all a bluff of course - she made him ravenous. But he wondered if he could get her to ask again. A little begging to stroke his ego. He sat back to let her think about it for a moment and to stew in the pain from her bruises. His tongue ran back and forth over one of his canines.
Whether she begged him or not, he could only pull the act for so long before the bloodlust got the better of him. He was looming over her again with his trademark smirk and his wandering, caressing hand, finding her stomach and pressing the bruises ever so slightly as he kissed her neck. His teeth caught hold of her skin and he squeezed her side roughly just as his fangs sunk into the throbbing pulse of her throat. It was gloriously rewarding and made him shudder in his low, harsh tone. He experienced his own oblivion and savored it languorously.
He barely took anything from her, just enough to let her sink into the blissful sensation of his bite. He wanted her to associate it with all the pleasure and none of the consequences, at least this first time. Booker knew she couldn’t ask for a better pain medication than the one he’d just given her and he knew she would realize it when the pleasure finally wore off. He licked the wound on her throat a few times and then pulled away, his own chest rising and falling rapidly as he came down from the high.
He watched her lazily for a moment and then said, “I’ll come back again later.” He got up and moved to the door, closing it behind him. It wasn’t locked – he was confident it didn’t need to be.
“I wonder how Booker and Charlie are doing.”
…and no doubt she would put up a formidable fight.
Mila was careful to maintain the careless, confident look that her expression had taken ever since she’d finally eaten. Even as Lisette moved to walk beside her and to grip her hand with uncomfortable force, Mila remained poised. She could feel Lisette’s eyes rake over her features, trying to gauge her reaction. The older vampire pretended to be bored by her comment, as if it was too obvious she was just trying to get a rise out of her, and really she was just being tiresome now. But inwardly, Mila was coming down from the high of finally getting her fill and her cocky, self-assured attitude was sobering just a little at the thought of her precarious situation - hand in hand with someone who wanted to possess her just as much as she wanted to torture her.
“I must say, I’m curious! I wonder if they are having as much fun as you and that shopkeep did.”
“As if he could perform as beautifully as I did just now,” she replied coolly, not looking at her. “And unfortunately for him, Charlie is not desperate, like that woman was.”
As much fun as she and the shopkeep. She imagined, as Lisette probably intended, the roles replaced by Booker and Charlie and the girl gasping and moaning with pleasure for him as the woman had done for her. She suddenly felt sick, and disgusted with herself.
Now Lisette’s bone-crushing grip on her hand was beginning to feel like just as much a measure of controlling her, of keeping her in place, as it was a gesture of feigned intimacy with her. Mila’s finger’s twitched unconsciously at the thought. Like a boa constrictor, Lisette’s grip only seemed to grow tighter whenever she tried to adjust their hands. Mila would have liked to withdraw it completely, but she knew it would have looked weak. So she endured, even when Lisette’s thumb began its teasing caresses on the back of her hand.
Mila wasn’t completely immune to her tactics. Despite wanting to wring the information she needed out of Lisette, she couldn’t deny the younger vampire’s frightening ability to charm and beguile to the point that Mila had to consciously suppress the shivers she could elicit. Even when they were unwanted. I do not want you. She knew that the poor humans who had the misfortune of crossing paths with Lisette were certainly never able to resist her sinister allure. You know exactly what you’re doing to me. And you know I know it too. And that I still can’t always stop myself from-..
“Quiant.”
They had reached the hotel and now headed swiftly and quietly up to Mila’s room. There wasn’t a soul to see them, apart from a bored and tired looking teenager behind the desk who didn’t bother glancing up from his phone to look at them as they swept through the lobby. Very soon, Mila was pushing open the door to her room. Immediately Lisette skipped inside and flopped down on one of the beds like she owned the place. Mila closed the door softly behind her and locked it with a sharp click. She needed to be very careful now if she wanted coax Lisette into a more …compliant mood.
“My, to sleep again.”
Mila moved to stand in front of one of the mirrors and wipe the residual blood from her face and neck. She glanced casually at Lisette’s reflection as she spoke.
“That is mayhap the only thing about humanity I miss. To just be oblivious for a couple hours, unaware of the world. It’s a true gift, taken so for granted.”
She watched her as she lay back on the bed, miming the posture humans took to fall unconscious for a while. Mila missed it too. She thought that she imagined it being more luxurious than it probably ever really was, but it still must have been wonderful indeed. She had probably taken it for granted when she’d been human, just like Lisette said.
“Feeling nostaligic?” she teased, raising an eyebrow, still preening herself in the mirror. “You could always close your eyes and pretend to sleep, if you miss it so much. I’ll try not to laugh at you.”
“But then again, I could never miss the weakness of it all. Human’s are so frail. It’s pitiful.”
“But it’s also what makes them so appealing,” Mila pointed out, looking nonchalant as she swept her hand through her dark hair and admired herself in the mirror.
So tell me, darling, do you miss humanity?”
The question caught her off-guard and she paused for a moment.
She missed it alright. She ached for it sometimes, in a way she knew would make her peers sneer at her with amusement and disdain. It wasn’t a constant pressing desire – more like a dull throb in the back of her mind, giving her an unwanted and inconvenient feeling of guilt. Of course, there were plenty of times when she didn’t miss it at all. Not when she was about to sink her teeth into some poor soul’s veins. Nor when their blood touched her lips and satisfied her thirst. And she hadn’t been thinking about being human at all when she’d first laid eyes on Charlie and plotted how she would lure the girl into her cold embrace… But she thought about it now and she felt the melancholy ache swell up again.
“There are some things, I suppose…” Mila drawled apathetically, her face a prefect mask, concealing her inner thoughts. “Sleeping, like you said. Eating certain foods, I guess.” She gave a shrug, as if it didn’t really matter. Having a family. Being in love. Not killing people. She blinked and bent to adjust her dress…and to obscure her expression for just a moment.
When she was composed and had straightened again, she spotted Lisette slip off the bed and pace around the room for a bit before turning her attention towards her.
“I’m assuming those aren’t the only clothes you own.”
“I own quite a few clothes.”
“I’d like to change, it feels like I’ve been in this gown forever.”
“You’re welcome to borrow some of mine, although I’m not sure you’ll fill them out quite as nicely as I do-..” Mila gradually cut herself short as Lisette turned and peered at her over her shoulder with a mischievous grin.
“Unzip me, love...”
As if they had a will of their own, Mila’s eyes trailed down along her curves and back up again just in time to see her wink devilishly. The older vampire blinked. And then tightened her jaw. Here we go... Lisette was taking the first swing and Mila was determined that it should be a miss. Without another beat of hesitation, she raised her eyebrows curiously at her and sauntered forward until she stood close behind Lisette, one hand finding the zipper, the other sliding sensuously onto her hip.
“Hold still then,” she murmured in a low voice, pulling Lisette a little closer to her.
She thought of something that she didn’t miss about being human – having a telltale pulse. She was sure hers would have been giving her away at the moment. Damn her coquettish little challenges. Mila slowly pulled the zipper down to revealing more and more of the smooth, supple skin underneath. She continued down in one smooth action until the zipper stopped at the base of her spine. She lingered for just a moment longer than she needed, staring down at where the skin met fabric again. She knew should have used the moment to do something, but instead she pulled away and turned toward the closet where she had hung most of her clothes.
“You can pick something,” she said, with an air of granting her permission, though there was an edge in her voice. As Mila slid the closet door open to show her, she spotted something draped over one of the hangers. It was Charlie’s scarf, the one Mila had taken just before leaving her. She had completely forgotten she’d hung it there. The scent hit her suddenly and she snatched it without thinking and balled it up in her hands.
“Here, have a look.” Mila moved away from the closet to giver her access and sat on the edge of one of the beds, keeping the scarf out of site as inconspicuously as possible behind her back. She could stash it in the bathroom when she had the chance, on the shower hook, under the sink, some place Lisette had no need to go poking around.
“You’re a little smaller than I am, aren’t you. Hopefully you can find something that works.” Of course both of them looked stunning in anything the draped over their bodies, and Mila was only talking to distract her.
“Be a doll and toss me something too while you’re at it,” she said, more of a demand than a request. “Anything will do, I’d like to get out of these clothes too.” She crossed her legs, then uncrossed them, then glanced toward the bathroom door. She stood up, pretending to look interested in whatever Lisette was picking out.
“I’ll be right back..”
”No…”
Every time Charlie murmured a weak sound of protest, Booker’s grin became more and more sinister. And each time she shrunk away from him, he inched closer. He was breaking her. He could see in her eyes that already she wanted to give in, despite the conflicted look that would flicker across her face only to disappear again. Her breathless moans when he had inflicted pain with just a twitch of his fingers on her stomach had him nearly salivating with bloodlust now. She was so weak and so tantalizing and best of all he had stolen her from someone else.
“I don’t want...”
“You don’t have to deny it anymore, the game’s up isn’t it.” Her face was still warm from his earlier pitying look, which had made her turn a wonderful shade of crimson. Everything about her was overwhelmingly desirable, he was beginning to have to consciously hold himself back so that he could tease her just a little more before she gave in. He had no doubt she would now, very soon.
“Ask me,” he repeated, his voice a low, soft growl, his eyes all alight with amusement and desire as she stared up at him with those wide, doe eyes of hers. He bent to kiss her neck, to remind her of the feel of his lips and teeth on that sweet spot below her jawline.
Finally he heard the words he’d been waiting for.
“Just... do it.”
Her admission sent a delicious thrill down his spine and he smirked wickedly against her skin.
“Can you speak up a little, darling? Did I just hear you say you do want it…?” he teased, letting his teeth scrap her skin a few times. But instead he moved away from her neck abruptly and began nibbling at her ear, the better for her to hear his low, mocking voice.
“Is this how she did it too?” he whispered, snaking his hand lightly along her torso, all the way up to cup the side of her cheek. “She had you on your back, whimpering pathetically, craving release?” His fingers began gently stroking the side of her face, a stark contrast the to rough way he was working his teeth against her skin. “You can imagine her if you like, I don’t mind. Say her name even. I’m sure she would love that if she could see us now.”
He could only imagine the older vampire’s expression if she really could have seen them now. It made him giddy and breathless, as if he’d just won first place in a race. And he wanted more than just to sink his teeth into her pet a few times. He wanted Charlie to look forward to it, despite herself. He would teach her exactly how to behave in the presence of a vampire.
Booker pulled away from her ear and sat up then, smirking at her closed eyes, her expectant expression. “You know I’m still a little full from earlier, now that I really think about it.” He studied her face as he spoke. “I can’t decide if I should save you for later…” It was all a bluff of course - she made him ravenous. But he wondered if he could get her to ask again. A little begging to stroke his ego. He sat back to let her think about it for a moment and to stew in the pain from her bruises. His tongue ran back and forth over one of his canines.
Whether she begged him or not, he could only pull the act for so long before the bloodlust got the better of him. He was looming over her again with his trademark smirk and his wandering, caressing hand, finding her stomach and pressing the bruises ever so slightly as he kissed her neck. His teeth caught hold of her skin and he squeezed her side roughly just as his fangs sunk into the throbbing pulse of her throat. It was gloriously rewarding and made him shudder in his low, harsh tone. He experienced his own oblivion and savored it languorously.
He barely took anything from her, just enough to let her sink into the blissful sensation of his bite. He wanted her to associate it with all the pleasure and none of the consequences, at least this first time. Booker knew she couldn’t ask for a better pain medication than the one he’d just given her and he knew she would realize it when the pleasure finally wore off. He licked the wound on her throat a few times and then pulled away, his own chest rising and falling rapidly as he came down from the high.
He watched her lazily for a moment and then said, “I’ll come back again later.” He got up and moved to the door, closing it behind him. It wasn’t locked – he was confident it didn’t need to be.
I know, such a good show. Jon and Dany are my favorites too, and Arya. I'm kind of starting to like the Hound too.
Oh it's Canadian alright! Can't you hear it? xD I was watching it and I kept thinking, what strange state accent do some of these characters have??? I can't quite...sometimes they sound totally generic American but then they say a couple words really differently.. And then I was like, oh duh, it's Canadian, I'm dumb. x) And then I wondered why so many of them had Canadian accents so I looked it up and low and behold, Canadian made. And then I felt like a stupid American lol x) I love the show. I would say Mila is partly inspired by Bo, the main character. Her and her succubus tricks ;) And I really cannot get enough of Kenzi <3
WE'RE ALL IN THIS TOGETHER XD Yes, we broke into a choreographed dance number and all cliques were immediately dissolved. Speaking of flash mobs though, those really do happen in college xD You better believe we had a Gangnam style flash mob in the library AND the brickyard.
Yeah, i jog pretty much everyday! During the summer I go to the lake trail near my apartment, either in the morning or at night, depending on my work schedule that day. I should jog there during the school year too, but I never feel like I have time and plus I get enough running as it is at practices x) I love jogging, it's just like you said, a huge stress reliever. Feels like a luxury to have to time to go run around the lake now! But omg, I just so happen to have a story about earlier today while I was running x) The trail is surrounded by woods and there are usually a fair amount of other people walking/jogging there. So this morning I'm running along, mind somewhere else, about to pass this couple, when suddenly I spot a HUGE black snake in the middle of the trial. I'm embarrassed to say that I stopped abruptly and made the girliest gasp you can imagine and the couple, who somehow hadn't seen the snake yet, turned to me and were like, "Are you ok??!?" xD I think they thought I was passing out or something. And I was all out of breath still and couldn't form coherent words so I just pointed at it and the guy was like "Woah, cool!" And started taking pictures with his phone while his girlffriend/wife and I stood back like NOPE. I hate snakes. Uhghgh yuck gahhd hate 'em. Lizards, fine. Spiders, ok, within reason. Snakes, fuck no. #nope #fucksnakes ..Sorry if you like snakes.
Yep, Charles Dickens! The master at creating worlds and characters. Critics have called J.K. Rowling a modern day Charles Dickens, and they also give that honor to Sarah Waters which is really cool since she writes lesbian fiction and that's not everyone's cup of tea.
Hahaha, but seriously how nice would it be sometimes to be able to tell immediately by looking at someone?? No guess work, no covert questions x) I actually wouldn't want that just yet, I'm still only just emerging out of the "ok I've come to terms with this myself so I can start letting other people in on my secret." Maybe some people really are better at guessing though. When I told Simon, he wasn't surprised lol. The thing with "don't ask, don't tell" is that it was actually seemingly lenient at the time it was set in place compared to the existing laws, which were that no one who identified as lgbt could even enter the military. It said, ok you can join now, but you have to keep it a secret. Which nowadays, people realize is ridiculous. There are some difficult parts to my dad's job for sure, the worst being having to go to the homes of soldiers from his unit who have been killed in combat and telling their families :( I honestly don't know how he does that. He's a very sensitive person, my dad. The opposite of my mom lol. Well, no, she's sensitive, she just wears her heart on her sleeves. I completely understand where you're coming from. As soon as you let other people in on this very personal facet of yourself, you never know what they'll do with that information, who they'll tell, how it might unintentionally change your relationship with someone. Giving yourself time to really accept who you are, as cliche as that sounds, is really wise because once you're comfortable with yourself, other people's negative attitudes and behavior won't be able to affect you as easily. Better to let it solidify first than risk other people taking it and defining you with it before you have a chance to even know yourself.
Oh yes, it is messy x) There are much better ways to drink socially x)
Ah man, I love driving. I sing in the car to the radio constantly xD Ooo Germany would be awesome! My mom was born in Germany! On an American military base. She could speak German up until she was four or five when her dad, my grandfather, was stationed back in the US. She can't speak it at all now, isn't that sad?? Mannn, what if she had kept it up and then taught me how to speak German?? lol selfish reasons x) I bet you could easily learn enough German to get by as a tourist. And then when the people you meet ask you why you wanted to come to their country, you can be like, well see, there was this cute German girl in my class and... x)
Lol TWO people with British accents came through my line today at the grocery store xD I was like, this is a miracle, how is this happening. I was extra chatty with them just to hear them say more words hahaha.
EDIT: ...I just searched "cashier problems" on tumblr...I am literally crying from laughing so much, these people know my life.
Oh it's Canadian alright! Can't you hear it? xD I was watching it and I kept thinking, what strange state accent do some of these characters have??? I can't quite...sometimes they sound totally generic American but then they say a couple words really differently.. And then I was like, oh duh, it's Canadian, I'm dumb. x) And then I wondered why so many of them had Canadian accents so I looked it up and low and behold, Canadian made. And then I felt like a stupid American lol x) I love the show. I would say Mila is partly inspired by Bo, the main character. Her and her succubus tricks ;) And I really cannot get enough of Kenzi <3
WE'RE ALL IN THIS TOGETHER XD Yes, we broke into a choreographed dance number and all cliques were immediately dissolved. Speaking of flash mobs though, those really do happen in college xD You better believe we had a Gangnam style flash mob in the library AND the brickyard.
Yeah, i jog pretty much everyday! During the summer I go to the lake trail near my apartment, either in the morning or at night, depending on my work schedule that day. I should jog there during the school year too, but I never feel like I have time and plus I get enough running as it is at practices x) I love jogging, it's just like you said, a huge stress reliever. Feels like a luxury to have to time to go run around the lake now! But omg, I just so happen to have a story about earlier today while I was running x) The trail is surrounded by woods and there are usually a fair amount of other people walking/jogging there. So this morning I'm running along, mind somewhere else, about to pass this couple, when suddenly I spot a HUGE black snake in the middle of the trial. I'm embarrassed to say that I stopped abruptly and made the girliest gasp you can imagine and the couple, who somehow hadn't seen the snake yet, turned to me and were like, "Are you ok??!?" xD I think they thought I was passing out or something. And I was all out of breath still and couldn't form coherent words so I just pointed at it and the guy was like "Woah, cool!" And started taking pictures with his phone while his girlffriend/wife and I stood back like NOPE. I hate snakes. Uhghgh yuck gahhd hate 'em. Lizards, fine. Spiders, ok, within reason. Snakes, fuck no. #nope #fucksnakes ..Sorry if you like snakes.
Yep, Charles Dickens! The master at creating worlds and characters. Critics have called J.K. Rowling a modern day Charles Dickens, and they also give that honor to Sarah Waters which is really cool since she writes lesbian fiction and that's not everyone's cup of tea.
Hahaha, but seriously how nice would it be sometimes to be able to tell immediately by looking at someone?? No guess work, no covert questions x) I actually wouldn't want that just yet, I'm still only just emerging out of the "ok I've come to terms with this myself so I can start letting other people in on my secret." Maybe some people really are better at guessing though. When I told Simon, he wasn't surprised lol. The thing with "don't ask, don't tell" is that it was actually seemingly lenient at the time it was set in place compared to the existing laws, which were that no one who identified as lgbt could even enter the military. It said, ok you can join now, but you have to keep it a secret. Which nowadays, people realize is ridiculous. There are some difficult parts to my dad's job for sure, the worst being having to go to the homes of soldiers from his unit who have been killed in combat and telling their families :( I honestly don't know how he does that. He's a very sensitive person, my dad. The opposite of my mom lol. Well, no, she's sensitive, she just wears her heart on her sleeves. I completely understand where you're coming from. As soon as you let other people in on this very personal facet of yourself, you never know what they'll do with that information, who they'll tell, how it might unintentionally change your relationship with someone. Giving yourself time to really accept who you are, as cliche as that sounds, is really wise because once you're comfortable with yourself, other people's negative attitudes and behavior won't be able to affect you as easily. Better to let it solidify first than risk other people taking it and defining you with it before you have a chance to even know yourself.
Oh yes, it is messy x) There are much better ways to drink socially x)
Ah man, I love driving. I sing in the car to the radio constantly xD Ooo Germany would be awesome! My mom was born in Germany! On an American military base. She could speak German up until she was four or five when her dad, my grandfather, was stationed back in the US. She can't speak it at all now, isn't that sad?? Mannn, what if she had kept it up and then taught me how to speak German?? lol selfish reasons x) I bet you could easily learn enough German to get by as a tourist. And then when the people you meet ask you why you wanted to come to their country, you can be like, well see, there was this cute German girl in my class and... x)
Lol TWO people with British accents came through my line today at the grocery store xD I was like, this is a miracle, how is this happening. I was extra chatty with them just to hear them say more words hahaha.
EDIT: ...I just searched "cashier problems" on tumblr...I am literally crying from laughing so much, these people know my life.
Hahahaha xD Oh I know, I kept thinking he's gonna push her, he's gonna push her! That creepy, pervy SOB. If does anything to her I will cry. I've transferred all my "Joffrey Hatred" over to him. Sansa is so sweet and innocent and just gets abused all the time D: Dany is just such a badass. "Take off your clothes" omg xD And he was like, yes ma'am, *strip.* But at the end!! When Oberyn said "I'll be your champion" :D !!! I loved that.
The Village isn't not on Netflix streaming unfortunately, only through the mail option :/ You said you watch horror movies with your parents right? They'd like it too I bet. Heh, I know, I'll watch the Grudge, I will...if I must x) *cries* xD Ooh Splice, I'll check that out then. Speaking of cool Canadian made movies/shows, I really liked Lost Girl. The character Kenzi is the best xD ah man, she is hilarious, she kills me. Have you ever seen it? Another Canadian movie I like that my roommate made me watch was Bon Cop, Bad Cop.
Oh yes, I am liking your Forever 21 gift card idea. Yep, I'm gonna ask for that. Lol it totally was a cliche moment, it was great xD It was held outside and we were all dying of heat but it was really great.
Haha woah, I was like damn that sounds painful/incredible when I read your splits thing. Oww xD We do pretty basic stretches at soccer practices. I have to make sure to jog and stretch over the summer so I don't get all stiff by the time fall comes around. Nice job on the flexibility improvement! You'll be putting your foot behind your head in no time! xD
I have heard of that book actually! Someone recommended it to me but I've never gotten around to reading it. I'll have to add it to the list. I'm almost done listening to David Copperfield.
Oooh ok I like Daydreaming by Dark Dark Dark. So far so good, what other songs of theirs do you like? Haha, I can tell with him but I don't profess to have any magical "Gay-dar" or anything x) I'm surprised all the time at who comes out to me. Just goes to show there really isn't one type at all, by any stretch. Lol at your mom's comment x) She knew then about your friend, or was she just teasing? My mom has pulled me over all conspiracy theory-ish and said to me, you know I think so-and-so is gay, but she is usually way off x) My dad is in the military and he works as a psychologist. Until recently, there was the whole "don't ask, don't tell" policy in the US military, but as a psychologist, my dad usually hears really personal stuff from the soldiers and pilots that he works with. Technically, he was supposed to do something if someone told him they were gay. But he told me that the rule was the stupidest thing ever and he would never "turn someone in," it would be completely ridiculous, and it made me pretty emotional and I thought go dad go :D I don't know why I hold back on telling my parents, I know they wouldn't shun me. I just keep coming up with excuses to put it off.
Oh you know you are, huh x) A little cheeky too. Hey we wouldn't say that cuz that's how we play xD We tried playing beer pong in Simon's apartment once but we made a mess and he said never again! xD hahaha
Yeah all that stuff is the same for us here. Except the car renting part! They do not trust us to drive rented cars apparently until the frontal lobe of our brains have definitely fully developed x) You could go to that college and then spend just a semester studying somewhere else! What country would you go visit if you could pick any one right now.
Why thank you x) Oh I like your descriptors: Boho, vintage, organic. Nice. And thanks, I'm glad you liked my post! Yours are always fantastic.
The Village isn't not on Netflix streaming unfortunately, only through the mail option :/ You said you watch horror movies with your parents right? They'd like it too I bet. Heh, I know, I'll watch the Grudge, I will...if I must x) *cries* xD Ooh Splice, I'll check that out then. Speaking of cool Canadian made movies/shows, I really liked Lost Girl. The character Kenzi is the best xD ah man, she is hilarious, she kills me. Have you ever seen it? Another Canadian movie I like that my roommate made me watch was Bon Cop, Bad Cop.
Oh yes, I am liking your Forever 21 gift card idea. Yep, I'm gonna ask for that. Lol it totally was a cliche moment, it was great xD It was held outside and we were all dying of heat but it was really great.
Haha woah, I was like damn that sounds painful/incredible when I read your splits thing. Oww xD We do pretty basic stretches at soccer practices. I have to make sure to jog and stretch over the summer so I don't get all stiff by the time fall comes around. Nice job on the flexibility improvement! You'll be putting your foot behind your head in no time! xD
I have heard of that book actually! Someone recommended it to me but I've never gotten around to reading it. I'll have to add it to the list. I'm almost done listening to David Copperfield.
Oooh ok I like Daydreaming by Dark Dark Dark. So far so good, what other songs of theirs do you like? Haha, I can tell with him but I don't profess to have any magical "Gay-dar" or anything x) I'm surprised all the time at who comes out to me. Just goes to show there really isn't one type at all, by any stretch. Lol at your mom's comment x) She knew then about your friend, or was she just teasing? My mom has pulled me over all conspiracy theory-ish and said to me, you know I think so-and-so is gay, but she is usually way off x) My dad is in the military and he works as a psychologist. Until recently, there was the whole "don't ask, don't tell" policy in the US military, but as a psychologist, my dad usually hears really personal stuff from the soldiers and pilots that he works with. Technically, he was supposed to do something if someone told him they were gay. But he told me that the rule was the stupidest thing ever and he would never "turn someone in," it would be completely ridiculous, and it made me pretty emotional and I thought go dad go :D I don't know why I hold back on telling my parents, I know they wouldn't shun me. I just keep coming up with excuses to put it off.
Oh you know you are, huh x) A little cheeky too. Hey we wouldn't say that cuz that's how we play xD We tried playing beer pong in Simon's apartment once but we made a mess and he said never again! xD hahaha
Yeah all that stuff is the same for us here. Except the car renting part! They do not trust us to drive rented cars apparently until the frontal lobe of our brains have definitely fully developed x) You could go to that college and then spend just a semester studying somewhere else! What country would you go visit if you could pick any one right now.
Why thank you x) Oh I like your descriptors: Boho, vintage, organic. Nice. And thanks, I'm glad you liked my post! Yours are always fantastic.
oops, posted twice X)
EDIT: Man, I really like your tumblr posts
EDIT: Man, I really like your tumblr posts
So so did you finally watch the most recent Game of Thrones? x) I won't say anything 'til I know for sure, but I think I saw you post a quote from it on your tumblr.. Oh nice, I'll check it out! But yeah, you should totally watch The Village since you like being terrified and stuff. Haha, it's actually not that scary just really unsettling. Speaking of horror movies, oh Horror Queen, I have to confess that I haven't watched the Grudge yet x) I'm planning to watch it with Simon and his girlfriend soon, so maybe you could give me something else to watch by myself first. Give me a good one, but don't kill me please.
Yeah my mom did my laundry too until I went to college and had to do it myself x) Sometimes she does it for me when I come home to visit and I'm like why did I never appreciate this as I much as I should have. xD Yeah, I think it will be fun to see him graduate. He acts like he doesn't care who comes, but I know he'll be glad. I remember at my graduation we were told NOT to throw our caps in the air at the end like in the movies because someone could get hurt hahaha xD But of course everyone did and it was awesome. And the school administrators were probably like, those damn kids.. XD A new couch is a pretty sensible gift huh.. Oh no... IM BECOMING OLD AND BORING. Oh god, next I'll be asking for Tupperware and dish towels D: D8 Hahaha, but the reason I want a couch is because my futon is only big enough to seat four people and even then we're all squished x) I want to have room for more people so they don't have to sit on the floor! I better ask for something juvenile too. Uh oh, I can't think of anything xD
Woah, I didn't think of that. What kind of things do you do to maintain or increase your flexibility? Well stretching obviously *facepalm* x) But I mean, anything extra that people wouldn't assume?
She's a British author and her novels are usually set in Victorian London. Most of them feature girl on girl romance x) Her writing makes it hard to put the book down. Fingersmith is especially good. She's coming out with a new novel this year and I'll have to disappear for a week (or less probably xD) to consume it. Ok Cujo it is.
Dark Dark Dark, huh, I'll have to check them out, I've never heard of them. Lana is so gorgeous and her voice is just so incredibly amazing. There's this guy at work who LOVES her x) We haven't told each other we're both gay but I know he is, and I think he knows I am too lol. And oh, no need to thank me, you're welcome >) I'm more than happy to share her beautiful face with all SIX of my followers hahaha xD You and your 15 pfftt. I'm not in it for the fame, I'm in it for Grace gifs. Hmm, yeah that would piss me off too if someone reblogged but didn't have the decency to follow! D< I followed those blogs you suggested, but I haven't added your friend because I feel weird doing that somehow x) idk, should I?
"Oh I got that one!" hahahaha xD You're pretty funny xD Well it doesn't have to be super scandalous stuff! It could be stupid stuff like, never have I ever had a bunch of tampons fling out of my purse onto my male teacher's desk, or never have I ever been pushed off a pier by my girlfriend. Stuff like that x)
I think aging doesn't freak me out, but I get stressed about thinking that I'm running out of time to do stuff, like setting up a good career. Which is CRAZY I know, since I'm so young and have pretty much just started the real world. Woo 19, the Canadian drinking age!! There's nothing exciting about 19 here x) 18 is special because you technically become a citizen with all your rights and you can vote in elections and be drafted into the military during wartime. But no drinking because that would be too much to handle. By the way, when you do go to college, do you want to study abroad? When I went on my week long trip to London and Paris, our teacher said that the last group they took accidentally stumbled upon an anti-US rally in London. He said if that happens again, tell people you're Canadian x)
Thank you for everything too :)
Yeah my mom did my laundry too until I went to college and had to do it myself x) Sometimes she does it for me when I come home to visit and I'm like why did I never appreciate this as I much as I should have. xD Yeah, I think it will be fun to see him graduate. He acts like he doesn't care who comes, but I know he'll be glad. I remember at my graduation we were told NOT to throw our caps in the air at the end like in the movies because someone could get hurt hahaha xD But of course everyone did and it was awesome. And the school administrators were probably like, those damn kids.. XD A new couch is a pretty sensible gift huh.. Oh no... IM BECOMING OLD AND BORING. Oh god, next I'll be asking for Tupperware and dish towels D: D8 Hahaha, but the reason I want a couch is because my futon is only big enough to seat four people and even then we're all squished x) I want to have room for more people so they don't have to sit on the floor! I better ask for something juvenile too. Uh oh, I can't think of anything xD
Woah, I didn't think of that. What kind of things do you do to maintain or increase your flexibility? Well stretching obviously *facepalm* x) But I mean, anything extra that people wouldn't assume?
She's a British author and her novels are usually set in Victorian London. Most of them feature girl on girl romance x) Her writing makes it hard to put the book down. Fingersmith is especially good. She's coming out with a new novel this year and I'll have to disappear for a week (or less probably xD) to consume it. Ok Cujo it is.
Dark Dark Dark, huh, I'll have to check them out, I've never heard of them. Lana is so gorgeous and her voice is just so incredibly amazing. There's this guy at work who LOVES her x) We haven't told each other we're both gay but I know he is, and I think he knows I am too lol. And oh, no need to thank me, you're welcome >) I'm more than happy to share her beautiful face with all SIX of my followers hahaha xD You and your 15 pfftt. I'm not in it for the fame, I'm in it for Grace gifs. Hmm, yeah that would piss me off too if someone reblogged but didn't have the decency to follow! D< I followed those blogs you suggested, but I haven't added your friend because I feel weird doing that somehow x) idk, should I?
"Oh I got that one!" hahahaha xD You're pretty funny xD Well it doesn't have to be super scandalous stuff! It could be stupid stuff like, never have I ever had a bunch of tampons fling out of my purse onto my male teacher's desk, or never have I ever been pushed off a pier by my girlfriend. Stuff like that x)
I think aging doesn't freak me out, but I get stressed about thinking that I'm running out of time to do stuff, like setting up a good career. Which is CRAZY I know, since I'm so young and have pretty much just started the real world. Woo 19, the Canadian drinking age!! There's nothing exciting about 19 here x) 18 is special because you technically become a citizen with all your rights and you can vote in elections and be drafted into the military during wartime. But no drinking because that would be too much to handle. By the way, when you do go to college, do you want to study abroad? When I went on my week long trip to London and Paris, our teacher said that the last group they took accidentally stumbled upon an anti-US rally in London. He said if that happens again, tell people you're Canadian x)
Thank you for everything too :)
The flash of anger in Lisette’s eyes gave Mila a callous, triumphant thrill. The younger vampire wasn’t the only one capable of getting under people’s skin. Unfortunately, Lisette was quick to counteract. Her lips pulled back into a wicked smile to reveal her sharp teeth and Mila’s confidence slipped just a bit.
“Do your worse, if you really think you could of had me.”
She stared at her with wide eyes as Lisette let her head tilt back to expose her throat. The motion made Mila suddenly overwhelmed with bloodlust and instinctively she parted her lips and exhaled. It was a daring move on Lisette’s part. Mila could feel her own eyes dilating and her head tilting forward impulsively. Her hunger made the sight of Lisette’s vulnerable neck irresistible, even though she knew it couldn’t satisfy her. She felt confused…and mesmerized. Steady.. Mila’s gaze shifted uneasily from her neck up to her teasing expression and back down again. It was a cruel trick – leaning forward would mean giving in to the other vampire’s allure. But turning away would mean submitting to her will. Either way Mila couldn’t win. After a few more agonizing seconds, she finally let this sink in and managed to tear her gaze away, grinding her teeth furiously.
“I see.”
The amusement in Lisette’s soft voice as she lowered her head made Mila bristle. She meant to turn to look at her again so she could give her a withering glare, but instead she froze as Lisette pulled her closer and pressed her own lips to her neck. She really can control herself… She had more control than Mila had at the moment,and she was flaunting it. The soft touch in such a vulnerable place sent an unwanted shiver down Mila’s spine. She wanted to feel human again…but not like this.
“By the way, you’d do well to remember not to call me pathetic, love.”
She shuddered at the sensation of her mouth moving against her throat and tried to turn away. She had to take consolation in telling herself that Lisette was just digging her own grave now. Just wait, just you wait. I’ll make you regret this ten times over...
Finally Lisette released her with a shove and sauntered down the street as if she had no doubts about Mila obediently following her.
“Only because you asked so nicely, love.”
I’ll kill her. I swear I’m going to-..
”Hurry up, now, we don’t have forever.”
Still feeling violent, Mila grudgingly followed her. What choice did she have. She desperately needed to find out where Charlie was and playing Lisette’s game, at least for a little while, was the only way at the moment. Let her think I’m being compliant. Let her tie her own noose.
“We need a place to stay!” Lisette chattered, slipping her arm around Mila’s as she waited to walk side by side with her. Mila stiffened immediately and resisted the urge to pull away. They might have looked like a couple, arm in arm, except that the older vampire’s expression was positively venomous. ”My, my.... I’d take you back to the house but you’d probably just cause Book and I problems, wouldn’t you? Besides, I’m sure that he is enjoying himself.”
Bite your tongue, Mila told herself, knowing that Lisette wanted nothing more than to agitate her.
”Oh and Charlie as well! I’m sure she isn’t too opposed.”
Her words conjured another painful image of the girl in ecstasy under Booker’s ministrations and this time, she couldn’t hold back an angry growl.
“If you make another comment about her, I really will rip out your throat.” Her voice was a snarl, but she knew it was an empty threat and immediately regretted taking the bait.
“Oh! I know! Her apartment must be close by? We’ll go there.”
“Like hell I’m going to show you were she lives,” Mila spat. “How stupid do you think I am.” She didn’t want to bunk anywhere with Lisette, least of all in Charlie’s apartment surrounded by all her things and her scent… She couldn’t imagine a more torturous scenario. But she wondered suddenly if agreeing to go there would help her chances at weaseling information out of Lisette. Maybe she shouldn’t have been refusing her anything. Still, she couldn’t bear the thought of bringing this monster into Charlie’s home. “I have a hotel room. It’s closer. We’ll go there,” she offered, making it sound like a command, hoping Lisette would go along with the idea.
“Now, that’s settled, let’s find you-.. Aha! Here that? The early bird catches the worm.”
Mila spotted the woman across the street just as Lisette raised her arm. An attractive, middle-aged woman who was juggling papers and coffee as she tried to unlock a shop door. The flare of hunger made it difficult for Mila to feel pity for her. The guilt could wait. Her only thought was that finally she could sink her teeth into someone, uninterrupted. The feel of Lisette’s possessive hands on her hips as she moved to press up behind her only seemed to stroke the flames. All of a sudden, bloodlust, desire, and thirst all mingled together and made her feel savage.
“Why don’t you go help her?” Lisette knew just how to tug the right strings. Her voice against her ear no longer made Mila furious. It was delicious and tempting. “And remember what I said before: Don’t hold back.”
A caress and push was more than Mila needed to start off across the street, fangs sharp and hidden behind her lips. It was like flipping a switch. The scowl on her face was gone. She was beautiful, charming, desirable as she sauntered over to the woman like the hero from a fairytale.
“Can I help you with that, miss?” she asked pleasantly, oozing self-assurance.
The woman gave a start, having not heard the vampire approach. As soon as she turned to look at her though, the tension in her expression melted and she gave her an appreciative smile. “Oh! Uh, yes, please. Aren’t you sweet.”
“I saw you struggling,” Mila returned, coming close to her and sliding her hand over the woman’s arm to take the folder from her.
“I…thank you, that’s really kind.” The woman blinked and looked flustered suddenly at Mila’s close proximity. She blushed at the skin contact.
“Anything I can do to help.” The folder ‘slipped’ from Mila’s hand and fell at the woman’s feet. “Oh, I’m so sorry,” she apologized sweetly, kneeling to pick it up.
“It’s alri-.. ah..” The woman gasped softly as Mila touched her ankle and then dragged her fingers up along the woman’s bare leg and thigh as she stood up again.
“Do you own this store?” Mila asked casually, hooking her fingers around the hem of her skirt and tugging her forward.
“Y-Yes,” the distracted woman murmured, looking confusedly at Mila’s lips. Mila ran her tongue over them and the woman’s eyelids fluttered. The vampire smirked and touched her cheek then, relishing the way the skin turned red under her fingers.
“Can I… come inside then?”
“Mm, yeah, sure…I mean, no, wait-..” Mila had her up against the glass door now, the coffee spilt on the pavement. “What are you doing to me,” the woman whispered, eyes heavy with desire. She twisted half-heartedly away but only succeeded in pushing her body closer. She made a distressed sound but became still as the vampire tilted her head to the side and began slowly kissing her neck.
Now that she was free to take as much as she wanted, the frantic need was replaced with a desire to make it count. Mila could feel Lisette’s eyes on her the entire time and she wanted to demonstrate just how controlled she could be under the circumstances. She suddenly imagined that it was Lisette’s neck she was about to pierce. She turned with the woman in her arms and looked at the other vampire, making eye contact just as she bit down. The relief it brought was long overdue and made her quiver. Mila forgot about her rival and let herself go for a moment, unconscious even to the soft sounds of pleasure from her victim. She didn’t notice then when they stopped and the woman went limp in her arms.
She hadn’t exactly held back, but she didn’t take everything. And when she did finally pull away, she knew it would take time for the woman to recover. The woman looked paler and more sickly than when she’d taken too much from Charlie. Mila let her slump gently down to the ground and stepped back, her lips and chin covered in a scarlet film. She could stand to eat more, but she felt strong again now, back to normal. She licked slowly at her lips and the back of her hand, like some sort of predatory cat. Her gaze settled lazily on Lisette. The little welp. Feeling full changed everything for her now. Lisette thought she was a puppet master, but Mila knew she was an amateur. She would play the younger vampire like an instrument and get the information she wanted in no time.
“Admit that you missed seeing performances like that one,” she drawled, meandering over to Lisette with a curious expression on her face. She came close and draped her arms over her shoulders like it was nothing. “I know how to bring out the flavor.” She winked and then slowly pressed her lips to Lisette’s, pressing her tongue into her mouth as she kissed her to let her taste the woman’s blood. “See?”
She pulled away and her eyes seem to laugh at her. She reached to take a handful of the front of Lisette’s dress and tug her forward.
“Come on, let’s go before the streets get too crowded.”
“You poor thing,” Booker murmured, as Charlie’s attempt at a cheeky reply sent her into a fit of coughing. He moved to sit closer to her and gently pushed a few strands of hair from her face. “What was it that you whispered to me while I carried you just now? Take me home? You know, I think I could do that, if that’s what you really want. But first, you should rest for a bit. They really did a number on you, didn’t they..”
The look of concern on his face seemed so genuine. He studied her face for a moment longer and then glanced at her stomach.
“May I?” He touched the hem of her shirt, not waiting for a reply. Very carefully he pulled it upward to expose her stomach, letting the fabric drop at the edge of her chest. His face was expressionless as he looked at the flowering bruises on her midsection, yellow and purple, getting darker by the minute. He tilted his head and lightly placed his fingertips on her stomach, barely grazing the surface of her skin. Slowly, sensuously, he began tracing her bruises up and down her torso with his icy fingers. “Does that feel good?”
“You know, she’ll come for you.”
The corner of his lip tugged up in a smile but he didn’t stop softly tickling her skin. There was one spot just above her hip, to the left of her bellybutton that seemed especially sensitive. A bundle of nerve endings that would send her stomach quivering reflexively.
“Are you sure about that?” He glanced over at her, then back down at the blotchy pattern. He could tell she wasn’t entirely convinced. “You don’t know her like I do. You don’t know her very well at all, actually. Well, you know that she almost killed you.” He didn’t know this for a fact but he could make a guess, after watching her unpleasant reaction to seeing Mila again. “She gets obsessive about certain people, certain pets, but it’s always short lived. Trust me. The stories I could tell you about some of her exploits. She’s very good.”
“If you hurt me, you’re done for. So I wouldn’t if I were you.”
Booker shook his head and stared at the sneer on her face, a look of pity on his own. “You really think she’s coming for you don’t you?” He lay his hand flat on her stomach and began pushing down, gently at first, then a little harder. “Maybe this will speed things up then,” he whispered. “Am I hurting you?” He pressed a little more firmly. “How about now? This will make her come running.” He pinched the skin between her ribs.
Finally he let up and went back to light, playful strokes.
“The best thing you could do right now is relax. And forget about her because she’s already forgotten about you.” He leaned forward and lowered his voice to a secretive whisper, his eyes lighting up. “In fact, she has a thing for Lisette. It’s so obvious!” He raised his eyebrows at her. “A little presumptuous of you to think she would throw herself at the feet of a mortal, don’t you think? Not when she has everything.” His hand stopped and he bent close to her again. “What can you offer her?” He touched her neck. “Besides this? And for how long?”
He straightened when there was a timid knock on the door. A scrawny young man with a pitcher of water in his hand leaned hesitantly into the room, his eyes scanning the room and before latching on Booker. The vampire winked and crooked his finger at him. The boy scrambled over to him and handed him the pitcher looking down and away. He glanced at Charlie and seemed to be fascinated by her. He left quickly though, when Booker cleared his throat.
“Would you like something to drink?” Booker asked, all politeness. He brought the pitcher to her parched lips. “Now, now, don’t be reserved. I promise there are no strings attached to this. Just my way of apologizing on behalf of my guests. If I had known they would do this to you…”
He set the water aside. “You know, if you really are in pain…” he parted his lips to reveal his sharp canines. “I could make you feel a lot better. And fast.” He bent over her and whispered in her ear. “You know how good it feels. Imagine it.” He blew a stream of cool air against her neck.
“All you have to do is ask me.”
“Do your worse, if you really think you could of had me.”
She stared at her with wide eyes as Lisette let her head tilt back to expose her throat. The motion made Mila suddenly overwhelmed with bloodlust and instinctively she parted her lips and exhaled. It was a daring move on Lisette’s part. Mila could feel her own eyes dilating and her head tilting forward impulsively. Her hunger made the sight of Lisette’s vulnerable neck irresistible, even though she knew it couldn’t satisfy her. She felt confused…and mesmerized. Steady.. Mila’s gaze shifted uneasily from her neck up to her teasing expression and back down again. It was a cruel trick – leaning forward would mean giving in to the other vampire’s allure. But turning away would mean submitting to her will. Either way Mila couldn’t win. After a few more agonizing seconds, she finally let this sink in and managed to tear her gaze away, grinding her teeth furiously.
“I see.”
The amusement in Lisette’s soft voice as she lowered her head made Mila bristle. She meant to turn to look at her again so she could give her a withering glare, but instead she froze as Lisette pulled her closer and pressed her own lips to her neck. She really can control herself… She had more control than Mila had at the moment,and she was flaunting it. The soft touch in such a vulnerable place sent an unwanted shiver down Mila’s spine. She wanted to feel human again…but not like this.
“By the way, you’d do well to remember not to call me pathetic, love.”
She shuddered at the sensation of her mouth moving against her throat and tried to turn away. She had to take consolation in telling herself that Lisette was just digging her own grave now. Just wait, just you wait. I’ll make you regret this ten times over...
Finally Lisette released her with a shove and sauntered down the street as if she had no doubts about Mila obediently following her.
“Only because you asked so nicely, love.”
I’ll kill her. I swear I’m going to-..
”Hurry up, now, we don’t have forever.”
Still feeling violent, Mila grudgingly followed her. What choice did she have. She desperately needed to find out where Charlie was and playing Lisette’s game, at least for a little while, was the only way at the moment. Let her think I’m being compliant. Let her tie her own noose.
“We need a place to stay!” Lisette chattered, slipping her arm around Mila’s as she waited to walk side by side with her. Mila stiffened immediately and resisted the urge to pull away. They might have looked like a couple, arm in arm, except that the older vampire’s expression was positively venomous. ”My, my.... I’d take you back to the house but you’d probably just cause Book and I problems, wouldn’t you? Besides, I’m sure that he is enjoying himself.”
Bite your tongue, Mila told herself, knowing that Lisette wanted nothing more than to agitate her.
”Oh and Charlie as well! I’m sure she isn’t too opposed.”
Her words conjured another painful image of the girl in ecstasy under Booker’s ministrations and this time, she couldn’t hold back an angry growl.
“If you make another comment about her, I really will rip out your throat.” Her voice was a snarl, but she knew it was an empty threat and immediately regretted taking the bait.
“Oh! I know! Her apartment must be close by? We’ll go there.”
“Like hell I’m going to show you were she lives,” Mila spat. “How stupid do you think I am.” She didn’t want to bunk anywhere with Lisette, least of all in Charlie’s apartment surrounded by all her things and her scent… She couldn’t imagine a more torturous scenario. But she wondered suddenly if agreeing to go there would help her chances at weaseling information out of Lisette. Maybe she shouldn’t have been refusing her anything. Still, she couldn’t bear the thought of bringing this monster into Charlie’s home. “I have a hotel room. It’s closer. We’ll go there,” she offered, making it sound like a command, hoping Lisette would go along with the idea.
“Now, that’s settled, let’s find you-.. Aha! Here that? The early bird catches the worm.”
Mila spotted the woman across the street just as Lisette raised her arm. An attractive, middle-aged woman who was juggling papers and coffee as she tried to unlock a shop door. The flare of hunger made it difficult for Mila to feel pity for her. The guilt could wait. Her only thought was that finally she could sink her teeth into someone, uninterrupted. The feel of Lisette’s possessive hands on her hips as she moved to press up behind her only seemed to stroke the flames. All of a sudden, bloodlust, desire, and thirst all mingled together and made her feel savage.
“Why don’t you go help her?” Lisette knew just how to tug the right strings. Her voice against her ear no longer made Mila furious. It was delicious and tempting. “And remember what I said before: Don’t hold back.”
A caress and push was more than Mila needed to start off across the street, fangs sharp and hidden behind her lips. It was like flipping a switch. The scowl on her face was gone. She was beautiful, charming, desirable as she sauntered over to the woman like the hero from a fairytale.
“Can I help you with that, miss?” she asked pleasantly, oozing self-assurance.
The woman gave a start, having not heard the vampire approach. As soon as she turned to look at her though, the tension in her expression melted and she gave her an appreciative smile. “Oh! Uh, yes, please. Aren’t you sweet.”
“I saw you struggling,” Mila returned, coming close to her and sliding her hand over the woman’s arm to take the folder from her.
“I…thank you, that’s really kind.” The woman blinked and looked flustered suddenly at Mila’s close proximity. She blushed at the skin contact.
“Anything I can do to help.” The folder ‘slipped’ from Mila’s hand and fell at the woman’s feet. “Oh, I’m so sorry,” she apologized sweetly, kneeling to pick it up.
“It’s alri-.. ah..” The woman gasped softly as Mila touched her ankle and then dragged her fingers up along the woman’s bare leg and thigh as she stood up again.
“Do you own this store?” Mila asked casually, hooking her fingers around the hem of her skirt and tugging her forward.
“Y-Yes,” the distracted woman murmured, looking confusedly at Mila’s lips. Mila ran her tongue over them and the woman’s eyelids fluttered. The vampire smirked and touched her cheek then, relishing the way the skin turned red under her fingers.
“Can I… come inside then?”
“Mm, yeah, sure…I mean, no, wait-..” Mila had her up against the glass door now, the coffee spilt on the pavement. “What are you doing to me,” the woman whispered, eyes heavy with desire. She twisted half-heartedly away but only succeeded in pushing her body closer. She made a distressed sound but became still as the vampire tilted her head to the side and began slowly kissing her neck.
Now that she was free to take as much as she wanted, the frantic need was replaced with a desire to make it count. Mila could feel Lisette’s eyes on her the entire time and she wanted to demonstrate just how controlled she could be under the circumstances. She suddenly imagined that it was Lisette’s neck she was about to pierce. She turned with the woman in her arms and looked at the other vampire, making eye contact just as she bit down. The relief it brought was long overdue and made her quiver. Mila forgot about her rival and let herself go for a moment, unconscious even to the soft sounds of pleasure from her victim. She didn’t notice then when they stopped and the woman went limp in her arms.
She hadn’t exactly held back, but she didn’t take everything. And when she did finally pull away, she knew it would take time for the woman to recover. The woman looked paler and more sickly than when she’d taken too much from Charlie. Mila let her slump gently down to the ground and stepped back, her lips and chin covered in a scarlet film. She could stand to eat more, but she felt strong again now, back to normal. She licked slowly at her lips and the back of her hand, like some sort of predatory cat. Her gaze settled lazily on Lisette. The little welp. Feeling full changed everything for her now. Lisette thought she was a puppet master, but Mila knew she was an amateur. She would play the younger vampire like an instrument and get the information she wanted in no time.
“Admit that you missed seeing performances like that one,” she drawled, meandering over to Lisette with a curious expression on her face. She came close and draped her arms over her shoulders like it was nothing. “I know how to bring out the flavor.” She winked and then slowly pressed her lips to Lisette’s, pressing her tongue into her mouth as she kissed her to let her taste the woman’s blood. “See?”
She pulled away and her eyes seem to laugh at her. She reached to take a handful of the front of Lisette’s dress and tug her forward.
“Come on, let’s go before the streets get too crowded.”
“You poor thing,” Booker murmured, as Charlie’s attempt at a cheeky reply sent her into a fit of coughing. He moved to sit closer to her and gently pushed a few strands of hair from her face. “What was it that you whispered to me while I carried you just now? Take me home? You know, I think I could do that, if that’s what you really want. But first, you should rest for a bit. They really did a number on you, didn’t they..”
The look of concern on his face seemed so genuine. He studied her face for a moment longer and then glanced at her stomach.
“May I?” He touched the hem of her shirt, not waiting for a reply. Very carefully he pulled it upward to expose her stomach, letting the fabric drop at the edge of her chest. His face was expressionless as he looked at the flowering bruises on her midsection, yellow and purple, getting darker by the minute. He tilted his head and lightly placed his fingertips on her stomach, barely grazing the surface of her skin. Slowly, sensuously, he began tracing her bruises up and down her torso with his icy fingers. “Does that feel good?”
“You know, she’ll come for you.”
The corner of his lip tugged up in a smile but he didn’t stop softly tickling her skin. There was one spot just above her hip, to the left of her bellybutton that seemed especially sensitive. A bundle of nerve endings that would send her stomach quivering reflexively.
“Are you sure about that?” He glanced over at her, then back down at the blotchy pattern. He could tell she wasn’t entirely convinced. “You don’t know her like I do. You don’t know her very well at all, actually. Well, you know that she almost killed you.” He didn’t know this for a fact but he could make a guess, after watching her unpleasant reaction to seeing Mila again. “She gets obsessive about certain people, certain pets, but it’s always short lived. Trust me. The stories I could tell you about some of her exploits. She’s very good.”
“If you hurt me, you’re done for. So I wouldn’t if I were you.”
Booker shook his head and stared at the sneer on her face, a look of pity on his own. “You really think she’s coming for you don’t you?” He lay his hand flat on her stomach and began pushing down, gently at first, then a little harder. “Maybe this will speed things up then,” he whispered. “Am I hurting you?” He pressed a little more firmly. “How about now? This will make her come running.” He pinched the skin between her ribs.
Finally he let up and went back to light, playful strokes.
“The best thing you could do right now is relax. And forget about her because she’s already forgotten about you.” He leaned forward and lowered his voice to a secretive whisper, his eyes lighting up. “In fact, she has a thing for Lisette. It’s so obvious!” He raised his eyebrows at her. “A little presumptuous of you to think she would throw herself at the feet of a mortal, don’t you think? Not when she has everything.” His hand stopped and he bent close to her again. “What can you offer her?” He touched her neck. “Besides this? And for how long?”
He straightened when there was a timid knock on the door. A scrawny young man with a pitcher of water in his hand leaned hesitantly into the room, his eyes scanning the room and before latching on Booker. The vampire winked and crooked his finger at him. The boy scrambled over to him and handed him the pitcher looking down and away. He glanced at Charlie and seemed to be fascinated by her. He left quickly though, when Booker cleared his throat.
“Would you like something to drink?” Booker asked, all politeness. He brought the pitcher to her parched lips. “Now, now, don’t be reserved. I promise there are no strings attached to this. Just my way of apologizing on behalf of my guests. If I had known they would do this to you…”
He set the water aside. “You know, if you really are in pain…” he parted his lips to reveal his sharp canines. “I could make you feel a lot better. And fast.” He bent over her and whispered in her ear. “You know how good it feels. Imagine it.” He blew a stream of cool air against her neck.
“All you have to do is ask me.”
Wait..is Hemlock Grove a horror show? Oh, no I meant the movie The Village! By the same guy who directed Sixth Sense. Hmm, if you're looking for a new show to binge on...have you seen Breaking Bad? It's soooo good omg. Speaking of shows, are you caught up on Game of Thrones?
My parents freak out about me getting a better job than the one I have now. Which is something I myself freak out about sometimes, so I'm like guys, guys, I don't need any extra stress x) Lol toxic waste dump. My parents, well my mom, thinks I live in filth, and at the same time all of my friends tease me for keeping my apartment "too clean" as they put it. So... clearly you can't please everyone xD I'm pretty organized tbh, although I do wait until the absolute last day possible to do laundry #badass. Also my mom thinks I drink more than I really do x) But today I am the Golden Child because I managed to get the day of my brother's graduation free so now I can go sit with my parents in the sun and listen to 400 kids get their diplomas... ;_; But this is good actually, I'm angling for a new couch for my apartment for my birthday heh heh. Gotta save up those brownie points ;}
Yeah do it!! That would be so cool! I tried a few yoga classes at my university and I liked it, but I got busy and didn't keep it up. Heh, to be honest, I went to like two of the classes. Do you do yoga?
It is really good! He's such a great writer. Right now though, my absolute favorite author is Sarah Waters - she wrote two of my favorite books, Fingersmith and Tipping the Velvet. Oh yeah, I was going to read a Stephen King novel, which one should I read first again? x)
Yesss, I love The XX so much x) And Lorde. I think her entire album is amazing. Ok, I'll go check those ones out! I've already hunted down all my favorite youtube celebrities. My blog is going to reveal just how much of a crush I have on that youtuber Grace x) But it can't be helped xD Yeah, I'm convinced now that I'll definitely become obsessed with this. What have you done to me. And it is weirdly satisfying to have random strangers start following me haha xD I like it! I think I'll put some of my own photos up...and then have a heart attack if even one person likes or reblogs it hahaha. "I---christine is following you! Swoon <3" Ahahahaha xD That's funny. Oh tumblr. x) But.. how did it know you were going to swoon? >D
Disney drinking games, nice xD Alright, if your tumblr stops all of a sudden, I'll know it was filicide. We like to play Never Have I Ever.
Don't wish away your life lol. But seriously, I don't blame. I really don't miss high school at all. College ftw. I guess I miss some of the people but not the feeling of being surrounded by cliques. At the same time, I'm not exactly excited for anymore birthdays, I'm just going to feel old now D: Well 25 might be kind of exciting when that eventually happens. You have to be 25 to rent a car at most places in the US. Is it strange that I'm excited that I'm still not old enough to do something? xD
Oh I see, well maybe you guys will hang out even more just the two of you and something will happen, could be. I can definitely relate to your feelings of "does she like me same way, is there something more behind her teasing." For me, it was with that straight girl, so it was never to be. But for you, it sounds like your chances might be pretty good. Maybe something great will come out of all of this. If you feel like you're not there yet, then maybe it will happen somewhere down the line. I'll keep my fingers crossed for you :)
My parents freak out about me getting a better job than the one I have now. Which is something I myself freak out about sometimes, so I'm like guys, guys, I don't need any extra stress x) Lol toxic waste dump. My parents, well my mom, thinks I live in filth, and at the same time all of my friends tease me for keeping my apartment "too clean" as they put it. So... clearly you can't please everyone xD I'm pretty organized tbh, although I do wait until the absolute last day possible to do laundry #badass. Also my mom thinks I drink more than I really do x) But today I am the Golden Child because I managed to get the day of my brother's graduation free so now I can go sit with my parents in the sun and listen to 400 kids get their diplomas... ;_; But this is good actually, I'm angling for a new couch for my apartment for my birthday heh heh. Gotta save up those brownie points ;}
Yeah do it!! That would be so cool! I tried a few yoga classes at my university and I liked it, but I got busy and didn't keep it up. Heh, to be honest, I went to like two of the classes. Do you do yoga?
It is really good! He's such a great writer. Right now though, my absolute favorite author is Sarah Waters - she wrote two of my favorite books, Fingersmith and Tipping the Velvet. Oh yeah, I was going to read a Stephen King novel, which one should I read first again? x)
Yesss, I love The XX so much x) And Lorde. I think her entire album is amazing. Ok, I'll go check those ones out! I've already hunted down all my favorite youtube celebrities. My blog is going to reveal just how much of a crush I have on that youtuber Grace x) But it can't be helped xD Yeah, I'm convinced now that I'll definitely become obsessed with this. What have you done to me. And it is weirdly satisfying to have random strangers start following me haha xD I like it! I think I'll put some of my own photos up...and then have a heart attack if even one person likes or reblogs it hahaha. "I---christine is following you! Swoon <3" Ahahahaha xD That's funny. Oh tumblr. x) But.. how did it know you were going to swoon? >D
Disney drinking games, nice xD Alright, if your tumblr stops all of a sudden, I'll know it was filicide. We like to play Never Have I Ever.
Don't wish away your life lol. But seriously, I don't blame. I really don't miss high school at all. College ftw. I guess I miss some of the people but not the feeling of being surrounded by cliques. At the same time, I'm not exactly excited for anymore birthdays, I'm just going to feel old now D: Well 25 might be kind of exciting when that eventually happens. You have to be 25 to rent a car at most places in the US. Is it strange that I'm excited that I'm still not old enough to do something? xD
Oh I see, well maybe you guys will hang out even more just the two of you and something will happen, could be. I can definitely relate to your feelings of "does she like me same way, is there something more behind her teasing." For me, it was with that straight girl, so it was never to be. But for you, it sounds like your chances might be pretty good. Maybe something great will come out of all of this. If you feel like you're not there yet, then maybe it will happen somewhere down the line. I'll keep my fingers crossed for you :)
No I haven't seen that yet, is it good? I'm curious, I think I'll check it out!
I know right? xD What would it be like to grow up in that lifestyle and then discover that there's this whole other world out there?? I mean, introducing yourself to the internet would take a good chunk of time just by itself! xD I guess it would be like The Village xD You know, minus the threat of terrifying monsters. You've seen that right?
Yeah I wonder that too. What if they're like, well shit we screwed up xD haha, jk I don't think they think that. They seem proud of me. I have a job and my own place, what more do they want from me?? Oh right, a husband. Oops. Well, I think grandkids is what they really want, but it's still a little too early for me to think about x) I like my parents honestly, we get along pretty well for the most part. My mom was irritated with me earlier today though because I forgot to request off the 31st from work for my brother's graduation. So I have to switch shifts with someone for that day before she disowns me. Other than that, we're fine xD
Oh Ribbon Dancing xD That makes sense. Dude, I want to try that! But, isn't it really dangerous?? How do they practice without falling and dying? Oh I guess they practice low to the ground first. I think I'll just get a hammock instead xDD But really, that would be so cool if you learned how to do that! Oh yeah, we have our pre-game rituals too. We also do a huddle and this might sound weird but one girl says a prayer and then we say our go (our team name)! Really fast, like it's all in one breath. Of course we also have pre game warm up drills. And we stretch together and unlike stretching before practice, this is almost meditative. I never thought about doing a ritual before a dance performance but it makes perfect sense!
Oh, I bet that routine was awesome! I love the Great Gatsby, the book. I've never seen the movie. The book is so good though. At the time when I first read it in high school, I could really relate to Gatsby's obsessive love for Daisy and the whole green light thing. I love that time period in American history too, it just seems like Prohibition made everything exciting. F. Scott Fitzgerald is one of my favorite authors. Youth, beauty, unrequited love, new money vs old money - I could read his stuff all day.
Hahahaha! xDD Ahh, that made me laugh out loud when I read that. I did it, so it's done x) Now you can see my super generic, hipsterish, feel good tumblr, don't judge me xP You have to love me forever now, so you know. Your words not mine. Do you know any of the songs on my tumblr? Haha, I have seen some of the super personal posts and I'm thinking...I belong here ahaha xD It honestly does take me some time to really really open up to people, so I don't know if I'll be all "here's personal feelings" right away on there heh x) Also, I foresee hours upon hours spent on there...I blame you!!! I will come to you in the next few days and be like it's your fault I'm addicteddddd xD Oh man. At least I have no school right now, phew.
Yeah I remember we did talk about that! I can't say I've been falling down drunk, just really pleasantly buzzed x) And I'm a social drinker, so I'm not throwing back beers at dinner, because first of all, that would get expensive. I'm way more into drinking at someone's apartment or my own than going out to bars, I really never do that. About the ID guy, I didn't actually see it happen but I was told that the person he didn't card wasn't even underage, he was like 25ish or something. He lost his job because the guy looked under 40 and he didn't card him. That's the law D: And you have to card them for cigarettes if they look under 30. What, who me? :D Flirtatious? ;D Not at all, darling, why would you say that? Haha! xD Ok ok, I admit I might be a little. Come on, I'm super bored at the register and it's too easy to be all, "Miss? Can I see your ID?" and get called sweet heh heh x) What can I say, boosts my ego ;)
Yeah I think it is natural and something that sort of dissipates as you get older. Trust me, I feel waaay more confident than when I was 15-16ish, and that's how it's supposed to be. I mean I still feel anxious about what people think sometimes but I think that will go away more and more with time too. Also people who look confident feel anxiety too, so it's not like anyone is alone in it. Like you said, everyone feels it. You were the center of all the jokes? In just a teasing way I hope? D< Jeez, what's their problem? That would royally piss me off. You know, if it makes you feel better, when I moved to my new middle school and started 6th grade, I was so upset about leaving my friends and felt so shy the first few days that I barely talked to anyone and a few people started calling me "mute." No one would ever call me that now, but it still stings to think about it. Kids are fucking mean. Haven't you ever read Lord of the Flies haha xD
Lol unnerd alert. You can't take back the nerd! It's stays with you!
It's ok, it'ok. Listen.. I don't how to say this without sounding totally pretentious. I don't pretend to completely understand your situation, but the fact that she sent you "I wish we could see if we could be something" is sort of.. I mean, did she send that by itself? And then said it was just song lyrics? She knows you like her, and she probably knew before this. I say that because I think I've been in a similar situation to you. She might be stringing you along a bit, which isn't very nice of her to do. In fact, it's a little cruel... am I completely off here? Like I said, I obviously don't know your guys' relationship as it is now. She must know. Or maybe I'm totally misjudging. Why'd she break up with her boyfriend, do you know?
I know right? xD What would it be like to grow up in that lifestyle and then discover that there's this whole other world out there?? I mean, introducing yourself to the internet would take a good chunk of time just by itself! xD I guess it would be like The Village xD You know, minus the threat of terrifying monsters. You've seen that right?
Yeah I wonder that too. What if they're like, well shit we screwed up xD haha, jk I don't think they think that. They seem proud of me. I have a job and my own place, what more do they want from me?? Oh right, a husband. Oops. Well, I think grandkids is what they really want, but it's still a little too early for me to think about x) I like my parents honestly, we get along pretty well for the most part. My mom was irritated with me earlier today though because I forgot to request off the 31st from work for my brother's graduation. So I have to switch shifts with someone for that day before she disowns me. Other than that, we're fine xD
Oh Ribbon Dancing xD That makes sense. Dude, I want to try that! But, isn't it really dangerous?? How do they practice without falling and dying? Oh I guess they practice low to the ground first. I think I'll just get a hammock instead xDD But really, that would be so cool if you learned how to do that! Oh yeah, we have our pre-game rituals too. We also do a huddle and this might sound weird but one girl says a prayer and then we say our go (our team name)! Really fast, like it's all in one breath. Of course we also have pre game warm up drills. And we stretch together and unlike stretching before practice, this is almost meditative. I never thought about doing a ritual before a dance performance but it makes perfect sense!
Oh, I bet that routine was awesome! I love the Great Gatsby, the book. I've never seen the movie. The book is so good though. At the time when I first read it in high school, I could really relate to Gatsby's obsessive love for Daisy and the whole green light thing. I love that time period in American history too, it just seems like Prohibition made everything exciting. F. Scott Fitzgerald is one of my favorite authors. Youth, beauty, unrequited love, new money vs old money - I could read his stuff all day.
Hahahaha! xDD Ahh, that made me laugh out loud when I read that. I did it, so it's done x) Now you can see my super generic, hipsterish, feel good tumblr, don't judge me xP You have to love me forever now, so you know. Your words not mine. Do you know any of the songs on my tumblr? Haha, I have seen some of the super personal posts and I'm thinking...I belong here ahaha xD It honestly does take me some time to really really open up to people, so I don't know if I'll be all "here's personal feelings" right away on there heh x) Also, I foresee hours upon hours spent on there...I blame you!!! I will come to you in the next few days and be like it's your fault I'm addicteddddd xD Oh man. At least I have no school right now, phew.
Yeah I remember we did talk about that! I can't say I've been falling down drunk, just really pleasantly buzzed x) And I'm a social drinker, so I'm not throwing back beers at dinner, because first of all, that would get expensive. I'm way more into drinking at someone's apartment or my own than going out to bars, I really never do that. About the ID guy, I didn't actually see it happen but I was told that the person he didn't card wasn't even underage, he was like 25ish or something. He lost his job because the guy looked under 40 and he didn't card him. That's the law D: And you have to card them for cigarettes if they look under 30. What, who me? :D Flirtatious? ;D Not at all, darling, why would you say that? Haha! xD Ok ok, I admit I might be a little. Come on, I'm super bored at the register and it's too easy to be all, "Miss? Can I see your ID?" and get called sweet heh heh x) What can I say, boosts my ego ;)
Yeah I think it is natural and something that sort of dissipates as you get older. Trust me, I feel waaay more confident than when I was 15-16ish, and that's how it's supposed to be. I mean I still feel anxious about what people think sometimes but I think that will go away more and more with time too. Also people who look confident feel anxiety too, so it's not like anyone is alone in it. Like you said, everyone feels it. You were the center of all the jokes? In just a teasing way I hope? D< Jeez, what's their problem? That would royally piss me off. You know, if it makes you feel better, when I moved to my new middle school and started 6th grade, I was so upset about leaving my friends and felt so shy the first few days that I barely talked to anyone and a few people started calling me "mute." No one would ever call me that now, but it still stings to think about it. Kids are fucking mean. Haven't you ever read Lord of the Flies haha xD
Lol unnerd alert. You can't take back the nerd! It's stays with you!
It's ok, it'ok. Listen.. I don't how to say this without sounding totally pretentious. I don't pretend to completely understand your situation, but the fact that she sent you "I wish we could see if we could be something" is sort of.. I mean, did she send that by itself? And then said it was just song lyrics? She knows you like her, and she probably knew before this. I say that because I think I've been in a similar situation to you. She might be stringing you along a bit, which isn't very nice of her to do. In fact, it's a little cruel... am I completely off here? Like I said, I obviously don't know your guys' relationship as it is now. She must know. Or maybe I'm totally misjudging. Why'd she break up with her boyfriend, do you know?
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