|| Bringing this account back from the dead! Writer is well above 21, so no minors please. Descriptive replies ahead, as well as banter. Have a few plot ideas for a Steve or Bucky, but looking to write with any character.
21+/MDNI
Karnilla, enchantress with skills that rival Loki's
From Earth-616 comics
Open to crossovers
Descriptive SLs, banter friendly
MV and bi, ships only with chemistry
Wildly unpredictable
DMs open for plotting
Another face of #Norns
Guess who's back, bitches!
21+ PLEASE, minors will be blocked
Asshole, drug addict, alcoholic. Dark content is a given.
Open to most fandoms, with a particular love of Marvel
Descriptive SLs and banter
DMs open for plotting
TJ is an asshole, the writer is friendly
|| Time for a starter call! May be slightly selective, depending on how this goes haha.
Like for a gif starter
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Do both for a DM to plot
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