Welcome to Death City
fuckyeahsoulevans:
soulresonancescythe:
soruxitaxsoulxeater:
Becca was laying in Soul’s bed listening to her iPod and trying to fall asleep. She liked the smell of his sheets, they smelled manly. Becca had the sudden need for a drink. She sauntered into the kitchen, singing quietly with her music. She grabbed a glass out of a cabinet and filled it with water. She quickly drank it and put the glass in the dishwasher.
She then noticed that she wasn’t very tired, so she decided to watch some television. She was channel surfing when she heard a noise. She muted the television, and listened for another noise. She didn’t hear anything, so she turned the sound back on. She heard a similar noise and muted the television again and strained to hear another. She did and followed it to the source.
She stopped at Maka’s door. She heard another noise and decided to let mischievousness out. She knocked on the door like a brute. “What are ya doin’ in there?!” Becca gruffly. She snickered to herself. She then started frantically shaking the door knob. Then she yelled, “Cockblock!!! Bahahaha!” Then listened for a reaction of sorts.
Soul’s eyes widened in surprise. He hadn’t realized they were making this amount of noise until Becca began to shout and rumble the doorknob. He ended up pulling away from the kiss, looking down at Maka with crimson cheeks. God dammit. Really? Now?! He growled quietly and fell down onto the bed beside his girlfriend. His excitement was gone now.
Maka heard the doorknob turn, and she jumped. I hope she didn’t hear us. Damn what am I saying? She obviously heard us. I just hope she doesn’t think of me differently because of this. As Soul’s lips departed from hers she felt the feeling that had been in the pit of her stomach disappear. Why? Why now Becca? She sunk into the bed and then pulled the covers over Soul’s bare chest. Waiting for Becca to open the door.
Becca chuckled to herself. She opened the door and walked over to Maka’s side of the bed and stared at her for a few seconds. Then she leaned over Maka and whispered, “Have fun.” With a sly grin she skipped out of the room gleefully, shutting the door behind her. As she walked back to Soul’s bedroom, she said to them, “Don’t worry. I won’t bother you anymore, as well as I won’t spy on you.” She lied back down in bed and put her music back in her ears and slowly fell asleep.
Welcome to Death City
soulresonancescythe:
fuckyeahsoulevans:
She explored every inch of Soul’s mouth. When she heard the faint noise escape Soul’s throat it made her heat flutter. A small moan escaped her throat as well. Normally she would be cautious of how much noise they were making so Becca wouldn’t hear them, but at the moment the only thing she could think about Soul.
Soul’s heart began to beat faster and faster as they continued. This was exciting, for him - never before had he experienced this type of intimacy with anyone. This feeling of loving her with every fiber of his body - he loved it. His body shifted, turning over on her so he was over top of Maka, holding himself up with his hands and knees, never once breaking the kiss.
Becca was laying in Soul’s bed listening to her iPod and trying to fall asleep. She liked the smell of his sheets, they smelled manly. Becca had the sudden need for a drink. She sauntered into the kitchen, singing quietly with her music. She grabbed a glass out of a cabinet and filled it with water. She quickly drank it and put the glass in the dishwasher.
She then noticed that she wasn’t very tired, so she decided to watch some television. She was channel surfing when she heard a noise. She muted the television, and listened for another noise. She didn’t hear anything, so she turned the sound back on. She heard a similar noise and muted the television again and strained to hear another. She did and followed it to the source.
She stopped at Maka’s door. She heard another noise and decided to let mischievousness out. She knocked on the door like a brute. “What are ya doin’ in there?!” Becca gruffly. She snickered to herself. She then started frantically shaking the door knob. Then she yelled, “Cockblock!!! Bahahaha!” Then listened for a reaction of sorts.
soulresonancescythe:
YOUR GUARDIAN ANGEL DO IT
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This just reminded me that I need to a vocal of that song. lol thanks :D
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h0nkh0nkm0therfucker:
and i’ll put my ipod on shuffle and tell you your life soundtrack.
LIFE STORY:
Opening Credits:
Waking Up:
First Day At School:
Falling In Love:
Fight Song:
Breaking Up:
Life’s OK:
Getting Back Together:
Wedding:
Birth of Child:
Final Battle:
Death Scene:
Funeral Song:
End Credits:
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I’m sure there is something. Herp derp derp.
