I bet you think all these things you're typing are really, really cute. We could always see just how cute things get when you've got no fingers and a broken neck, if you wanted to.
[ what, can't feel the cool rolling off her in waves? lookit this cool expression, these cool goldilocks curls that are far superior to the dutifully straightened do's of her doppleganger, that really, really cool bracelet and... ]
[ okay, maybe not cool. ]
[ if anything, he's playing a little too cool here. (eviscerated bodies anyone?) ]
Oh, yeah, gee, check out how deeply bothered I am by your threats of torture.
[ he rolls his eyes. and okay, maybe he's a little afraid of her, just like he's a little afraid of derek, but he does his best to hide it. so long as she's not inflicting grievous bodily harm on him, it's almost hot. ]
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[ he doesn't seem to bothered by it. ]
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And yet - still deserved.
ugh my gross typos
it's cool i read fluently in typo-ese
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Yeah, cool. Cool.
[ no stiles the psychopathic vampire is not cool. ]
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[ okay, maybe not cool. ]
[ if anything, he's playing a little too cool here. (eviscerated bodies anyone?) ]
...Does it bother you?
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[ he rolls his eyes. and okay, maybe he's a little afraid of her, just like he's a little afraid of derek, but he does his best to hide it. so long as she's not inflicting grievous bodily harm on him, it's almost hot. ]
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[ and that unspoken "almost" is not a good mentality; it's the sort that would get him killed one day, tortured or not. ]
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[ failing at sex is humiliating, but being punished with torture for failing at sex is kind of the ultimate nightmare. ]
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[ really, any list. hit list, shit list, conquest list, list of people whose names she remembered,
circle of trust list... ]no subject
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[Let's see... Should he snap your fingers, spine or neck first? Choices, choices...]
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[ All revolving around pain and death... Yes, choices indeed... ]
In fact, why don't we play mean. [ Though too mean she might be running. Oh, the delicate lines we walk... ]
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