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⸻Questionable morals. Questionable intentions.
Vampire. Apathetic. Antisocial. Disinterested. Disengaged. Here to keep tabs on a witch. (She knows who she is.) FICTION. RP. MC. 25+. DNI.
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· May 30
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You always did take my lessons to heart, blackbird.
I think I might take up journaling myself. Spill all my deep, dark secrets into a leather bound volume that can be used against me in a court of law . . .
i'll find you when the sun goes black
I DO. SPANK ME. FOR THE LOVE OF CHRIST, GOD, AND ALL THAT IS HOLY AND UNHOLY. SPANK ME? PLEASE.
It's almost like she wants a spanking.
[GASP!] BRAT?
[He's probably the ONLY one to ever call her that to her face, even if it may be true...sometimes. Her mouth fights between a pout and a smirk as she teases fingers through fiery locks. Lashes flutter over the soulful, rich brown doe-eyes she flashes at him now.]
I am an innocent. »
[He's probably the ONLY one to ever call her that to her face, even if it may be true...sometimes. Her mouth fights between a pout and a smirk as she teases fingers through fiery locks. Lashes flutter over the soulful, rich brown doe-eyes she flashes at him now.]
I am an innocent. »
aka foreplay. Also middle-play. And afterplay.
My sexy sweetness, you keep advertising how delicious you taste to the entire world like this just so you can watch me disembowel anyone who expresses interest.
BRAT.
My sexy sweetness, you keep advertising how delicious you taste to the entire world like this just so you can watch me disembowel anyone who expresses interest.
BRAT.
A soul dripping honey-sweet.
A honey-sweet soul dripping down your throat.
A honey-sweet soul dripping down your throat.
If any vampire is going to take her blood, it’s going to be me.
Orb weavers produce a pheromone that makes moths fly to their deaths; what scent would draw you to yours?
[Silently pockets his phone.]
There will be blood.
[ 𝐒𝐨𝐥𝐨 ⸺ 𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐌𝐮𝐜𝐡 ]
𝐺𝑙𝑎𝑠𝑠 𝑏𝑜𝑡𝑡𝑙𝑒𝑠 𝑠ℎ𝑎𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟, 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑠 𝑒𝑟𝑢𝑝𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑖𝑟𝑟𝑜𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑤𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑎𝑠 𝑏𝑢𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑡𝑠 𝑝𝑖𝑒𝑟𝑐𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑎𝑟 . . .
𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝: write.as/stefansalvat...
𝐺𝑙𝑎𝑠𝑠 𝑏𝑜𝑡𝑡𝑙𝑒𝑠 𝑠ℎ𝑎𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟, 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑠 𝑒𝑟𝑢𝑝𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑖𝑟𝑟𝑜𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑤𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑎𝑠 𝑏𝑢𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑡𝑠 𝑝𝑖𝑒𝑟𝑐𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑎𝑟 . . .
𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝: write.as/stefansalvat...
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