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THIS BLOG HAS BEEN ARCHIVED. FIND BEXLEY && MORE HERE !

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THIS BLOG HAS BEEN ARCHIVED. FIND BEXLEY && MORE HERE !

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Rough first kiss things:

Colliding with the wall so hard one of them is gonna have bruises

Moans of pleasure mixing with a single moan of pain as one of them bites the other’s lip

Teeth being dragged along necks, mouths being dragged along jawlines

Hands fumbling at hems, zippers, buttons

One raking their fingers through the others hair before gripping at the root, hard enough to be painful

Butt grabs / thigh squeezes

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thebvdguys  →  murphy !

FUCK THIS PLACE   - it’s on loop inside his head as his shoes dig into the concrete in front of him, kicking up rocks in the process. His head lifts to watch the pebble skip over the pavement, soon before scuffed boots step in front of his gaze. Annoyance instantly captures his features but not before a low sigh falls from chapped lips. “ THANKS. “ he offers as eyes fall on top of her, not longer than a few seconds, a fear of looking too interested.  “     but a cookie isn’t what i need. “ fingers fumble inside his pants pocket to pull out an empty pack of cigarettes, flashing it in front of Bex. “ know of any gas stations around here that serve minors? “

“ well, FINE — ”   she says with a SHRUG of the shoulders. a small lift in brows as she turns back ahead. breaks a piece off for herself and with a brief,    “ more for me, ”    plops it into her mouth. but it’s at the question that gaze flickers back toward him. to the box in hand. and it’s with a slow chew that she finds herself shrugging again. DUSTING crumbs off fingertips onto black jeans and reaches into jacket pocket.    “ the one down the street usually does, if they know you — ”    but she pulls out a box of her own. a habit she’s GUILTY of.     “ here. ”

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“ i’m FINE — ”    it’s a reassurance more directed at herself than anyone. one she used to convince herself that she hadn’t been STUPID; reckless, maybe, but not stupid. but truth be told, she could find another word for the act; a reason why she felt the need to step into the lake. it was only her feet at first, then a little FURTHER. and though she knew of the beast lurking underneath, she did it anyway. found herself with water up to her hips. and though she’d been LOOKING out for the monster, i didn’t matter. because while she had SEEN it, she wasn’t in a place that she could get away quick enough. not without falling onto the rock; HITTING her head and SCRAPING her shin. hand lifted to her forehead as brown hues drifted up to atlas. looked at him; line drawn between brows.    “ DON’T say you told me so. ”

↳ @lcstones liked for a starter !

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“ i STOLE you an extra cookie. ”     she’s saying, boots scuffing concrete as she steps to the stairs of the porch. plops herself down beside him, dark gaze casting over to murphy. she’s bringing knees to chest, slender fingers offering him the snack. and with brown hues studying pale face, it’s a low voice that adds:     “ looked like you could use it. ”       // @thebvdguys

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You never really had a childhood.

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protective sentence starters (part 2)

as requested by anon. part one here ( x ). Feel free to change pronouns or anything else !

“Make sure to eat before you go.”

“What were you thinking?!”

“How are you getting home?” / “What time will you be back?”

“Don’t eat/drink that!”

“I don’t trust him/her/them.”

“You’re so clumsy…come here.”

“Don’t you dare go out there young man/lady/one!”

“You can’t just go wandering off like that.”

“I’m not going to let you die/get hurt/get your heart broken.”

“Is this person/lady/guy bugging you?”

“Don’t worry, I’ll get you out of there.”

“Put on your seatbelt.”

“You don’t understand it now, but I’m trying to protect you.”

“I don’t need you to save me.” / “It’s my job to save you.”

“Let me go in first.”

“Did you not see that car/motorcycle/space ship/etc. coming right at you?”

“Stop complaining. I’m trying to save your life.”

“I’ll diffuse the bomb. You get out of here.”

“Come on, let’s go for a walk.”

“I know I never say it, but…thanks.” / “I will never say thanks.”

“Will you stay a little longer?”

“I didn’t tell you because I knew what you’d say.”

“Stop talking or we’ll be found.”

“I’ll always be here for you.”

“Don’t you see that it’s a trap?”

“I take no pleasure in saying this but…I told you so.” / “HAH! I told you so.”

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“your body looks s o good in this light”

“ —— it’s PITCH black. you can’t even see me. ”

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#relatable

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LIKE THIS FOR A STARTER FROM BEXLEY !

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bexley misses @gcnemadx, this has been a psa

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“Whoa, when did you get this?” -Alona

it’s  with  a  sharp  HISS  that  brows  draw  themselves  together;  that  teeth  GRIT  in  an  attempt  to  keep  from  WHIMPERING.    “ just a second ago, ”   she  manages,  ignoring  the  POUNDING  in  her  skull  from  the  fall  as  eyes  flicker  from  the  GASH  to  alona.  and  it’s  from  where  she  sat  on  the  ground  that  she  reaches  up;  holds  hand  out  for  something  —— ANYTHING.   “ i  need  to  tie  it  off — ”     she  says,  faint  shake  to  the voice.   “ to  stop  the  bleeding.  do  you  have  anything? ”

⤷ m. accepting ! 

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                  YOU  NEVER  SAW  ONE  WITHOUT  THE  OTHER,                                                      DID YOU? 

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