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“I shouldn’t be here. You’re trouble.” “That I am. That I very much am. But I think you like a bit of trouble, don’t you,
He took a strand of her hair and twirled it through his fingers, wrapping it around them before letting it go.
Playing with the mc’s hair is my love language
“Shut up, you fucking Peter Pan reject,”
To catch you if you fall. Can’t have you cracking your head on the stage. You’ll just yell at me some more.”
“No, I wouldn’t.” “Yes, you would.” Yeah, she would.
“You are not the broken creature you were. I promise you.”
“Fuck you!” “Don’t tempt me right now, Cora.”
“I’m not going to be in your act.” “We’ll argue about this another time.”
“You and your shadow can go screw each other.
We can be a lot of things, you and I, but manners are key!”
If she’d just let me have her, just the once, I could stop thinking about her.
I am a god in this place and I kneel at her feet, what is she?
Instead, he was the one compelled. He was the one on strings.
I’m an animal in a cage, and it’s making my enclosure as natural as possible to keep me happy.
“I will rip that terrible mustache off your face and feed it to you, Barker,”
“I just watched you kill a man!” Simon scoffed. “He’ll be fine in a few hours.” “That—that doesn’t make any part of this better. Go away, Simon.”
She felt his forehead rest against her. “I’m proud of you, cupcake. Standing up to me like that…If they see you unafraid to face me down, no one will mess with you. I’m not upset. Dress me down all you want in public, because someday soon you’ll let me dress you down in private.”
“Let me make one thing perfectly clear, though, Cora dear…nobody touches you but me.
Simon’s possessiveness 😍😍
I need to get out of here. This place is going to drive me insane. That man is going to do it singlehandedly.
He placed his fingers to his own lips and remembered how she’d felt. So soft. So warm. She tasted sweet. Like a cupcake.
“I dislike you immensely.” The shadow stuck out his tongue at him.
He would have gotten away with it if it hadn’t been for Ringmaster showing up.
Scooby doo vibes
“I’m sorry. I couldn’t help it. You’re just…you’re just…” He paused. “You.” He smiled up at her dreamily.
He was just kneeling at her feet, his hands on her knees, looking up at her like she was the whole world.
Golden retriever energy
How the hell was she supposed to be mad at someone who looked up at her like a puppy looked at his owner?
I’d rather kiss you over every inch of your body until you let me do more things to you, but—this’ll be fine. I suppose.”
“Losing two pieces isn’t the whole game. It isn’t over until it’s over.”
But you don’t seem to hate us. Do you?” Did she? She should. She really, really fucking should.
“Everyone’s scared of me.” “I’m not. Not anymore. You just need to stop startling me.” She paused. “And humping me.”
“Can’t I just pick one to stop doing? One, I can manage. But both? Why do you have to be so mean?”
Hiding depression was a skill
that was practiced and sharpened like a knife.
“So, Simon’s got a thing for you, huh?” “Don’t worry, it’s just straight and unadulterated narcissism.
I have a piece of him. I think he’s desperate to know what it’s like to fuck himself and not be gay about it.”
honestly think he’s trying to be nice to me. I just don’t think he knows how.”
“There are worse things in this world than being my doll.”
That the serial-killing psychopath thought himself a better person than her ex.
There was something twistedly alluring and seductive about Simon. Something that pulled her toward him, and it wasn’t his strings.
Better to lose a part than the whole. Better to gamble on winning than commit to losing.
He hadn’t minded putting her into a half-finished doll. But now, it was an insult to how beautiful she was.
It was disappointing. But that was life, wasn’t it? Disappointing.
She somehow hated him and didn’t hate him, both at the same time. She was afraid of him, but she was drawn to him.
“Up, little Cora,” Ludwig interrupted with a smile. “You are safe.” “Debatable.”
“See? Not so bad! Now, straighten up. Smile for the crowd, sweetie. You’re a performer.” “Nope. Still a victim.”
“Hm. He’s been flapping his gums, has he? Sounds like me. Desperate for a little affection, and off he pops with all the dirt.”
“Say what you like about my egotism…that I am only pursuing you because of my breathtaking narcissism. But you truly are beautiful, do you know that, Cora?”
“Easier said than done.” “Most things are.”
“I hate it when you’re right.” “That explains why you dislike me so much.” “I dislike you because you’re an asshole, Simon.”
“If he’s your subconscious, does that mean subconsciously you want to molest me?” “I consciously want to molest you, darling. I thought I had made that quite obvious. But you’ve also made it painfully clear how unrequited it is. Metaphorically and literally.”
“See? It’s almost like you’re capable of what I said you were. It’s almost like I was right. Again.” “Remember the douche thing?” “Yes, yes.”
