Izzy Kensington.

[Izzy Kensington. @Iucundae]

❛ Dᴏɴ·ᴛ ᴛᴀʟᴋ sʜɪᴛ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴍʏ sɪsᴛᴇʀ. ❜

ㅤㅤㅤ ⟣ Lɪᴛ. + Dᴇsᴄ.
ㅤㅤ ⟣ Sʜɪᴘꜱ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴄʜᴇᴍ.
ㅤ ⟣ Tᴡɪɴ ᴛᴏ @Iracundae.

[Izzy Kensington. @Iucundae]

And in that moment, her eyes widen tenfold.

"Oh shit. Uhm."

Clearing her throat, she ducks her red face, suddenly unable to form words.

"I— uhm— well— uh—."

[Izzy Kensington. @Iucundae]

"Are you okay?"

Oh, Izzy. Izzy Izzy Izzy. Why so naïve?

[Izzy Kensington. @Iucundae]

Without meaning to, Izzy allows her hand to drop, revealing the little bruises along her neck (and making the few on her jaw more visible).

Of course, being unaware that her sister can see this, she's acting like everything is normal.

[Izzy Kensington. @Iucundae]

Blink blink.

Everything's fine. She's fine. Nothing's different.

[— 𝓝ICHOLAS. @OfCruelDemons]

⠀⠀❛ 𝓘sn’t it lovely? All alone.
⠀⠀Heart made of glass,
⠀⠀my mind of 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐄. ❜

—————— 𝓝ICHOLAS 𝓖LEN.
riverdale oc. damaged northsider. pre-shipped. character written by #ᴠᴇɴᴛɪ.

[Izzy Kensington. @Iucundae]

She's very unnaturally covering her neck.

Now, you see, she's not trying to look suspicious. But she does.

[Izzy Kensington. @Iucundae]

@quassatasrebus — insecurities rear their ugly heads once more, tearing down what little walls of confidence she had managed to build since Ada showed up in her life.

She truly didn't allow herself more than a moment's happiness sometimes.

[Izzy Kensington. @Iucundae]

@quassatasrebus — were to say she wasn't intrigued by love marks of any fashion. But then again, she's curious about everything, so is that really surprising?

"Oh, come on. I— I had to have done more than that. You're so. . .so. . . absolutely amazing. And I'm just me."

The infamous —

[Izzy Kensington. @Iucundae]

@quassatasrebus — buries her face against Ada's collarbone, arms winding around her middle. Never in her life did she think anyone would be interested in her.

"What could I have possibly done to deserve for you to walk into my life?"

[Izzy Kensington. @Iucundae]

@quassatasrebus It takes Isabelle a few minutes to process those words and what they imply, but by the time she does, her eyes are hilariously wide.

"Wait, you'd wanna—? With me? Really?"

Here she thought she'd die a lonely virgin. Seems the world had other plans.

Stumbling forward, Izzy —

[Izzy Kensington. @Iucundae]

@quassatasrebus — and another sharp breath following it. "I liked it."

That's all she can manage to squeak out about it. About kissing a girl. Nay, about kissing Adalia, out of every girl she's ever seen—every girl she's ever wanted to kiss.

[Izzy Kensington. @Iucundae]

@quassatasrebus — kiss with Ada. Not that she even has the slightest idea of how any of that works. Sex and making out and practically everything that can be related to dating are very much out of her line of knowledge.

"Plus you're a girl, and that's new too, and I—," there's another pause, —

[Izzy Kensington. @Iucundae]

|| ??

[Izzy Kensington. @Iucundae]

@quassatasrebus — hands gently as she did.

The kiss is about as soft as you'd expect from someone like Izzy, but it's obvious that there's something else there.

[Izzy Kensington. @Iucundae]

@quassatasrebus Taking a deep breath, Izzy feels her face burning. It's not clear how visible (if at all) her blush is, but her cheeks are warm.

'I'm all yours'. Those three words may never stop swimming through her mind.

Leaning up, Izzy presses her lips to Ada's, squeezing the other girl's —

[Izzy Kensington. @Iucundae]

|| she's a bottom for all of my characters, even the ones that are bottoms.

but that's also where her slight vers. tendencies come in