
mother ㅤwill ㅤnever ㅤunderstand ㅤwhy ㅤyou ㅤhadㅤ to ㅤleave [ . . . ] ㅤbut ㅤthe ㅤanswersㅤ youㅤ seekㅤ will ㅤnever ㅤbe ㅤfoundㅤ atㅤ 𝒉𝒐𝒎𝒆.
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Really, He Needed To Be More Cautious With His Choice Of Words. Roman Was A Lot Of Words, Many Words
really, he needed to be more cautious with his choice of words. roman was a lot of words, many words that could fit such a man in both english and spanish dictionaries. but, at a certain timeframe .. he was rather cold, dismissive; however things have changed, the latino wasn't sure anymore. he didn't know how to manage this, too accustomed to being dismissed— to be thrown away. the realization that someone wanted him to stay, to linger and rest against the door frame was frightening. but to be denied was far worse, grimacing to himself as he pulled his hand away— as if he was too dirty to touch. he wasn't clean, he wasn't perfect enough for this— for him. “ they need me too, " is all he could possibly mumble out.
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the thrill, the bloodlust. he couldn't control it, couldn't grasp the way his irises lit like a radiant gem at the sight of beautiful, crimson red being spilled. he was certain that he was the god himself with how much pride filled him with the knowledge that he bled someone out dry, that his hands could cause destruction. suppressed destruction with every caress, licking over his teeth as he nodded. it was difficult with her. wanted to tear off those angel wings of hers and wear them himself, masquerade as something pure for how impure he felt when he glanced in her direction. “ he's somewhere else, six miles out— eight inches deep. "


James Marsters as Spike
Buffy the Vampire Slayer
5.18 | "Intervention"
msg - sent › you're being a brat, karen. you know damn well what i meant.
msg - sent › don't start twisting my words, and if you want the height advantage — alright. i'll pick you up, make it even.
msg - sent › just don't get shocked when i drop you.