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using or involving physical force intended to hurt, damage, or kill someone or something.
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β‘ for a one line conversation starter
βΊ for a short starter
[ all ongoing SL's are temporally on hold, but I still want to keep active with something I can manage until I get back on track -- please bear with me! ]
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"Every fucking female ever.
β I'm independent and I don't need a man in my life! β
Two seconds later.
β If I don't get attention from this guy right now I'm gonna fucking scream. β
Jesus Christ, make up your fucking mind."
Winter is beckoning the blond bully to be outside. There's snowmen to kick, snowballs to throw at passersby, icicles to smash and ππ ππππ ππππ.
"Whoever pisses me off is gonna get a face full of snow. Or worse, a handful shoved down the back of their shirt."
The blond stretched up on his tiptoes threw his arm around Patrick's neck, the rare and genuine grin emanating warmth and understanding underneath the hardened exterior.
"That's what you've got me for, so you can talk about all of this shit and not worry about it anymore."
Henry snorted dismissively, yet he was slightly weary of the man's presence and he tried his best to conceal it.
"Above me? There isn't anyone fucking above me. I don't respect anyone because no one fucking deserves it. There's only one exception and it ain't you, bud."
Henry needs to counterbalance the imposing feelings which are so foreign to him with something that he is familiar and well acquainted with. He's on the lookout for a fight, or to throw a πππππππ litany of words at someone whom he deems deserving of such treatment.
His voice broke from the emotion taking hold and choking him up, but that didn't stop him from saying what he needed Patrick to hear.
"This is the first time I've ever said this shit outright but it's about fucking time I did. Enough bullshitting around. I can't cope without +
Henry was thankful he was being held from behind as his face heated up at the embrace and gentle kiss which colored his cheeks crimson red. When only a faint trace of the blush remained on his skin, he tilted his head up with a triumphant grin.
"Am I out of the dog house now?"
"Alright, I know where this is coming from so let me just say this. You have been hurt in the past by shitty people. But I'm not gonna do what they did, and you know that. You are the only one on this hellhole planet that I give a shit about, and that will never fucking change."
"You better put that down kid or you're gonna fucking hurt yourself."
Henry was more amused at the situation rather than being concerned for his life, which demonstrated how far gone he was to stand there with a smile on his face while a loaded gun was pointed directly at him.
In commiseration for him being an utter ππππππππ , Henry had clutched in his hand a box of peppermint candy canes. He scratched at the back of his neck as he held the package out to @palpableesse.
"I saw this and uh. I thought of you. I didn't steal them or anything."
The blond took heed of all that the taller male had spoken to him in sequence and he nodded obligingly. It was deep in his nature to be ruthless and mean, yet Heighington was the only one capable of procuring any other reaction or response from him.
"I am, more than you know."