(I flipped a coin. What the hell. And the theme of the week seems to be "Pairings that would seriously screw with Michael's head" anyhow...)
She doesn't understand why Lindsay would want to have sex with a man. They were nothing but walking testosterone dummies with no purpose in life but to stick their dicks into as many holes as possible.
And that was just the gay ones.
Ben was different, sort of. He was quiet and sincere, he talked like a logical, intelligent human being. He laughed in all the right places, his eyes twinkled...his chest rumbled when he spoke and it was warm beneath her ear. He was caring and sweet and..gentle...so gentle.
"You all right?" Ben asked, stroking her hair.
"Mmhmm," Melanie replied, a little nervous, but drawing closer. It felt strange, but better than she ever would have dreamed.
BTW I MADE AN AWESOME SCRIBBLY DRAWING OF EPISODE ZERO AND INCLUDED IT IN YOUR LETTER. I THINK YOU WILL LAUGH. :DDDD
Fourth? Woah...Didn't I write you my first Blackcest for last year's anniversary? Or was that something else?
'COURSE YOU ARE - YOU ARE THE ULTIMATE WIFEY THAT BREEZED IN AND TOOK OVER THE YEAR. :DDD
Roger! Or Fred and um, George. XD
But they've always been together.
George's freckles are violently orange against the contrast of his bloodless, grey skin. Lineless and unmarked. Only twenty-two, such a tragedy. Fucking tragedy.
He doesn't stay for long. He can't stay forever and any lingering would only knife the pain of distance, eternity just a little bit deeper. The war has only just begun. He can't afford to fall apart.
It shouldn't have been like this. They didn't deserve it. He lights a Muggle cigarette, inhales and closes his eyes. He exhales into the fierce October winds, lets his tears disappear in the wailing of the falling leaves.
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I'd ask for a drabble, but you already gave me one. XD
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I need a crack icon.
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Ben/Melanie
(I flipped a coin. What the hell. And the theme of the week seems to be "Pairings that would seriously screw with Michael's head" anyhow...)
She doesn't understand why Lindsay would want to have sex with a man. They were nothing but walking testosterone dummies with no purpose in life but to stick their dicks into as many holes as possible.
And that was just the gay ones.
Ben was different, sort of. He was quiet and sincere, he talked like a logical, intelligent human being. He laughed in all the right places, his eyes twinkled...his chest rumbled when he spoke and it was warm beneath her ear. He was caring and sweet and..gentle...so gentle.
"You all right?" Ben asked, stroking her hair.
"Mmhmm," Melanie replied, a little nervous, but drawing closer. It felt strange, but better than she ever would have dreamed.
BTW I MADE AN AWESOME SCRIBBLY DRAWING OF EPISODE ZERO AND INCLUDED IT IN YOUR LETTER. I THINK YOU WILL LAUGH. :DDDD
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Happy One-Year Anniversary!!!
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HAPPY ANNIVERSARY! May'll be my 4th year on LJ. ^_^ We need to mark such things! XDDDD
I HOPE I AM ONE OF THOSE FRIENDS. IT IS HARD TO TYPE WITH A CAT LYING ON YOUR HANDS. XDDD
DRABBLE ME! Em...we'll move away from Blackcest and give you a break sweetie ♥ Um...Tom Riddle/Harry Twins! Or Remus/Sirius if you will! ♥ ♥ ♥
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'COURSE YOU ARE - YOU ARE THE ULTIMATE WIFEY THAT BREEZED IN AND TOOK OVER THE YEAR. :DDD
Roger! Or Fred and um, George. XD
But they've always been together.
George's freckles are violently orange against the contrast of his bloodless, grey skin. Lineless and unmarked. Only twenty-two, such a tragedy. Fucking tragedy.
He doesn't stay for long. He can't stay forever and any lingering would only knife the pain of distance, eternity just a little bit deeper. The war has only just begun. He can't afford to fall apart.
It shouldn't have been like this. They didn't deserve it. He lights a Muggle cigarette, inhales and closes his eyes. He exhales into the fierce October winds, lets his tears disappear in the wailing of the falling leaves.
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