Send me a ♦ for an unsent text.
[Drafts: Greg] If I could’ve stopped… I wish.. I’m so
Send me a ♥ for a heart felt confession.
You saved me, in every way a man can be saved. I only wish I could fuckin’ pay you back.
Send me a ♯ for what my muse finds attractive about yours.
Everything.From your eyes, t’your smile, t’your neck, t’your arms and that damn tattoo, t’your stomach, your hips and thighs, your cock…
Fuckin’ hell your cock,your arse, your calves, your fingers and toes…. I cannae pick a favourite even if I had to.
Send me a ☠ for a threatening text.
[SMS: Greg <BLOCKED NUMBER>] We know what you fear most.
Send me a ♫ for what my muse thinks of yours.
I love you, plain and simple… Wi’ everythin’ I’ve got.
Send me a ✉ for a 2am text.
[SMS: Greg] Are you coming home soon, love? Em went to bed hours ago. -Bastian
Send me a ♚ for a drunk text
[SMS: Greg] yOoOu shuLd beE heear
ooc: so i’m house sitting, as aforementioned
the room i’m supposed to sleep in has an angry/scared dog hiding under the bed
i think i’m just gonna
stay
in the living room
and stay awake
because i don’t want to get eaten during the night
Send me a ♦ for an unsent text.
[Drafts: ‘rene] I can’t fucking figure out why you
Send me a ♥ for a heart felt confession.
You were the first in a long time to make me feel alive - without having to kill, and without forcing the use of my body.
Send me a ♯ for what my muse finds attractive about yours.
Your curves, and your resistance to nonsense.
Send me a ☠ for a threatening text.
[Sent: ‘rene] If you even think for a moment that I won’t cut that bastard that has you if he hurts you, you’re fucking mistaken. -Bastian
Send me a ♫ for what my muse thinks of yours.
You were the first and only woman to take deep root in my heart, and pull me out of the darkness that is my mind and my life.
And I might be falling in love with you. If I even knew what that was.
Send me a ✉ for a 2am text.
[Sent: ‘rene] I wish you were with me -Bastian
Send me a ♚ for a drunk text
[Sent: ‘rene] cAn iCOMe tyOuR hOuseE t9nIgt -Bastian
Obviously two can play at that game, darlin’.
Leave the games to the experts, hm?
You’re expert in a few things, I’m expert in a few… It’s a simple give n’ take, darlin’.
[http://sniper-moran.tumblr.com/post/51251580879/submission-for-irene-because-tumblr-is-a-dick]
[Irene gawps at the email, and it takes a while for her to reply; and when she does, it’s by text]
Bastian, what the hell are you doing? I could be /working/. -IA
[Sebastian grins at the text. He knew it would irritate her.]
Oh, come on, ‘Rene. You of all people should know that sometimes in this business, we need a little…. edge, to keep us going. -Bastian
