around you, i start living.
No, you can’t make me!!! #booksky #writingcommunity
ʙᴇ ꜰᴀɪᴛʜꜰᴜʟ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ᴇxɪsᴛs ᴡɪᴛʜɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀsᴇʟꜰ.
~ ʙᴜssɪɴᴇss ᴏᴡɴᴇʀ
~sᴇxʏ, sᴀssʏ & ᴄʟᴀssʏ
~ ᴅᴇsᴄʀɪᴘᴛɪᴠᴇ
~ ʙᴀɴᴛᴇʀ ᴡᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇᴅ
~ 21+ ʀᴘ
ʀᴛ's ᴀᴘᴘʀᴇᴄɪᴀᴛᴇᴅ.
❝ 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞 . . . ❞
she wore moonlight like lingerie.
What is your profession?
For him? Not for self?
Always.
Prosti. That sounds troubling.
Thick skin pressed tight to the blade's edge, as if daring it to try and cut it as it shifted silver, segmented; as he grew, and the bed groaned with his transformation.
"You may try. But even just part is too much for most."
|| Haha, it happens. I hope all is well for you though!
Just do not go reading minds.
Nyet? You would have everyone's attention.
Ha. Is why he has not been given approval so far. But if you are wanting..
Remy has asked for years to teach sex ed..
Hard to blame them too much. Mutant powers do not help calm raging emotions.
They have extra sound-proofing for rooms and sometimes is still not enough.
.. or they just dont use the rooms.
"The same place as me. But one could say she is otherworldly.. heavenly."
His eyes narrowed at the glow from her sword, but he did not try to throw her off. "Only part. Are you type of ghost to be content with only half?" A brow arched.
“Love is for souls, not bodies.”
𝑺𝒑𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒓-𝑾𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏 | 𝑮𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒕-𝑺𝒑𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒓
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° 𝑳𝒆𝒘𝒅 𝑬𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒅 — 𝑺𝑭𝑾
° 𝑴𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒔
° 𝑩𝒊𝒔𝒆𝒙𝒖𝒂𝒍 — 𝑺𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒄𝒉
° #MARVELRP – #BSRP
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𝑹𝑬𝑻𝑾𝑬𝑬𝑻 \ 𝑳𝑰𝑲𝑬
“𝘠𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘢 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵, 𝘠𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘢 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵”
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~Independent portrayal of Yelena
~Comic|Mcu
~Lewd (earned) / Non-lewd
~no minors
~friendly writer
~DMs open (plot driven)
~ I claim no art as mine/ will delete if asked
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What did she find?
Always photogenic, Jean.
“𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘦 -- 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯'𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺 '𝘥𝘪𝘦𝘥' 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘶𝘱 𝘪𝘯 𝘳𝘦-𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘺, 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵?”
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~Independent portrayal of Jean Grey
~21+
~Lewd/Non-Lewd
~Adult themes
~Minors will be blocked
~Friendly Writer
~DMs open
~No art is mine and will remove if asked
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soulmates aren't just lovers.
A hand went to the spot where fabric folded in itself to stay stable, a tug that tested its strength and brought her to her onto her toes as he leaned down. "Good," he teased with a heavy accent, leaning in to press his lips to her neck, whispering directly into them.
"Just looking at my angel."
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⠀⠀⠀—— ❝ 𝐒𝐔𝐏𝐏𝐎𝐑𝐓 .’
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⠀⠀ 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥, 𝐜𝐮𝐭𝐞 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝐥𝐞𝐰𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐫
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Sits next to. Passes a beer.
