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'jealousy didn't feel right' - - Liam/Ada
Liam looked up, his glasses reflecting the light as he backed away from Lady Ada. He has only seen her a few times but she was beautiful in his eyes; and too young for him. But in any case, he wished a happy life for the Miss, since she was Master Oz's 'younger' sister. It was to be expected, right? And of course, that just had to happen. He watched young Ada's eyes glisten as she stared at Master Gilbert. His stomach churned and he felt angry out of nowhere. It didn't feel right.
'pretty darn delicious' - - Cheshire/Oz
Cheshire pushed the boy back against the row of mirrors. Purring slightly, he licked the only free area that shown his neck. There was a stifled groan in his throat. His red eye lit up. For a boy who he had to kill, in a command made by the Will of Abyss, he was pretty darn delicious. His inhumane hands wrapped themselves around his figure, tracing his back down. Then the Blondie replied with an open-mouth moan. "Ne, you like it?" Cheshire purred as he pulled on the red necktie and continued to lick him.
'dark books' - - Reo (hint of Elliot)
Reo never thought Elliot knew this. Nor did he expect him to know. Reo loved reading, its was as simple as grass. And pretty obvious too. He'd check out multiple books with many chapters. Sometimes, he would even check out books of a series. His favorite book? He didn't know, Reo liked all books. His favorite genre of book(s)? Now than, Reo could probably answer this. His favorite, or what he prefers to read, was books with a dark plot. Or a twisted version of something. Dark plots interested him. He had no idea why though.
'sometimes and always' - - Gilbert
There was a difference between 'sometimes' and 'always'. Sometimes, Gilbert felt like he was dead, dying on the floor. Sometimes, he'd have nightmares as he slept. And sometimes, he thinks time is going too slow for him. But then there was always. Always as in, he'd always be afraid of felines. Always as in, he'd always be there for his close ones and friends. But sometimes, sometimes, these thoughts would be corrupted and almost always, he'd lose hope in himself. And he was scared…. He was always scared. And, Gilbert hated it. He hated it.
'paper stars' - - Jack/Glen or Glen/Jack
Jack turned around and faced Glen. "What?" Glen looked over from where he was sitting. They both were just sitting on the steps of the Baskerville manor. Jack raised his eyebrow, staring at his now weird friend. "Why do you like paper stars?" Glen looked back and shrugged. Glen never did like explaining his reasons of why liking or disliking something, anything. Jack smirked and preceded in poke his friend's back until he confessed. Glen squirmed a bit before deciding to tell him. "Because they seem…pretty," He sighed. Jack looked at Glen softly and he smiled.
'charcoal' - - Break
When people say 'charcoal', people immediately think of 'black' as its basic color. But when Break Xerxes hears the word 'charcoal' he thinks of ash. He doesn't think of a color, he thinks of fire, smoke, and sulfur. First, the flames engulf something so precious, this it burns and smolders. It singers a bright red until its cooled down and turned into white-gray ash. Then it becomes black. Similar to how deep he is pushed in the sea of sin. Black as an Abyss. But he hears the word 'charcoal', he thinks gray. A deep, dark gray.
'sunshine' - - White Alice/ Will of Abyss
Alice, this Alice, doesn't like many things. She prefers certain items over other items. She doesn't have any favorites; something that she can't help. But she enjoys sunlight. Not like, enjoy. Alice likes the sun beating down on her, warming her face and lighting her world. Its unnatural way to light forever and never stop. The sun's rays hit across every single object and just illuminating them fascinated Alice. But like she said, she doesn't like the sun, just enjoys the sunshine. And there she is smiling as she stands before the window on a cloudless day.
'break' - - Rufus/Liam (hint of Liam/Break and Rufus/Break)
Rufus looks up from his desk at his servant, Liam. Teasing Liam was one of his pastimes for when he feels lazy to do anything. He could see Liam was on the edge, as if he would fire the poor guy. "Ne, I'm bored," He spoke in a monotone voice. Then Liam sighs, partially because he was all edgy for no reason. He pushes his glasses up to the correct position and Rufus takes this chance to tease him some more. "Are you scared?" Liam looks up, a bit surprised. "Are you scared that he will… break?"
'stinging bee' - - Vincent/Echo
Red and gold eyes glisten from the moonlight. An emotionless pair of blue look up. Vincent pulls back his right hand, held up high in the air, and slaps the girl right across her cheek. The pale skin is now red. And Vincent could feel him panting with anger. "Such a stupid child," He spoke bitterly. Echo is on the ground, laying down and refusing to stand up. But when she looks up, Vincent sees sadness wash across the blue eyes, yet no facial expression was being made. For the first time, Vincent regrets slapping her.
'how long?' - - Rufus/Elliot
Elliot struggled for the knots that tie his hands together. He is blindfolded and muffled with another strip of cloth. And he can't move. And, Elliot is scared. He feels dirty hands crawl up around his sides and he squirms. He feels the hand stop on top of his stomach, making him feel high uncomfortable. The other hand is tracing the skin on his neck before grasping softly around the throat. Elliot's feeble attempts increase, driving Elliot to the brink of sanity. Lips touched his ear and his face is red. "How long until we forget?"