— 𝙅𝙚𝙖𝙣 𝙂𝙧𝙚𝙮 [𝙍𝙋]

• 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘗𝘩𝘰𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘹 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 a 𝘤𝘰𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘤 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘺𝘦𝘳. • Omega, Level 5 • 𝘗𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘥𝘺 • #𝙳𝚛𝚘𝚒𝚍𝚜𝙱𝚎𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚎

[— 𝙅𝙚𝙖𝙣 𝙂𝙧𝙚𝙮 [𝙍𝙋] @OfAWhitePhoenix]

Ⱥɾҽ վօմ էհɾҽąէҽղìղց ʍҽ?

🎇Earth-616 / X-Men Based
🎇Experienced RPer (age 21+)
🎇Matched Description & Literacy
🎇SS / MV
🎇SLs / Banter (#NSFW)
🎇FC: Sophie Turner

Ͳհąէ աօմӀժ ҍҽ ą ҍąժ ìժҽą.

#MVRP #XMen

[— 𝙅𝙚𝙖𝙣 𝙂𝙧𝙚𝙮 [𝙍𝙋] @OfAWhitePhoenix]

new look 🔓

[— 𝙅𝙚𝙖𝙣 𝙂𝙧𝙚𝙮 [𝙍𝙋] @OfAWhitePhoenix]

𝒫𝓁𝑒𝒶𝓈𝑒 𝐼'𝓋𝑒 𝒷𝑒𝑒𝓃 𝑜𝓃 𝓂𝓎 𝓀𝓃𝑒𝑒𝓈
𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓃𝑔𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓅𝓇𝑜𝓅𝒽𝑒𝒸𝓎
𝒟𝑜𝓃'𝓉 𝓌𝒶𝓃𝓉 𝓂𝑜𝓃𝑒𝓎…

𝒥𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝓈𝑜𝓂𝑒𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝓌𝒽𝑜 𝓌𝒶𝓃𝓉𝓈 𝓂𝓎 𝒸𝑜𝓂𝓅𝒶𝓃𝓎

[— 𝙅𝙚𝙖𝙣 𝙂𝙧𝙚𝙮 [𝙍𝙋] @OfAWhitePhoenix]

@ErikOfMutant “I… don’t share that dream,” she stated, as she cautiously took one step forward. “We should be equal and want what’s best for each other.”

[— 𝙅𝙚𝙖𝙣 𝙂𝙧𝙚𝙮 [𝙍𝙋] @OfAWhitePhoenix]

#NewProfilePic

[— 𝙅𝙚𝙖𝙣 𝙂𝙧𝙚𝙮 [𝙍𝙋] @OfAWhitePhoenix]

@ErikOfMutant “I’m sorry?”

[— 𝙅𝙚𝙖𝙣 𝙂𝙧𝙚𝙮 [𝙍𝙋] @OfAWhitePhoenix]

@ErikOfMutant “That’s a foolish dream of yours, isn’t it?”

[— 𝙅𝙚𝙖𝙣 𝙂𝙧𝙚𝙮 [𝙍𝙋] @OfAWhitePhoenix]

@ErikOfMutant “You bend metal, not flesh and bones.” She’s prepared stood from her place on the ground and sighed. “Why are you really here, Erik?”

[— 𝙅𝙚𝙖𝙣 𝙂𝙧𝙚𝙮 [𝙍𝙋] @OfAWhitePhoenix]

@ErikOfMutant She rolled her eyes. “It’s my own, nipped myself.”

[— 𝙅𝙚𝙖𝙣 𝙂𝙧𝙚𝙮 [𝙍𝙋] @OfAWhitePhoenix]

@OfWorthyCaptain “You make it so easy!”

She’s prepared to bolt!

[— 𝙅𝙚𝙖𝙣 𝙂𝙧𝙚𝙮 [𝙍𝙋] @OfAWhitePhoenix]

@OfXWingPilot — liking Earth so far anyways? I’ve been meaning to ask, I imagine it must be a little boring compared to other planets.”

[— 𝙅𝙚𝙖𝙣 𝙂𝙧𝙚𝙮 [𝙍𝙋] @OfAWhitePhoenix]

a league of her own.

[— 𝙅𝙚𝙖𝙣 𝙂𝙧𝙚𝙮 [𝙍𝙋] @OfAWhitePhoenix]

@OfXWingPilot — of chips to Poe’s other side and lifted her hips so she could also get under the blankets.

By the time the theme started playing, she settled in, adjusting her body to be closer to Poe’s. She wasn’t quite resting on him, but her shoulder was leaning into his.

“How you —

[— 𝙅𝙚𝙖𝙣 𝙂𝙧𝙚𝙮 [𝙍𝙋] @OfAWhitePhoenix]

@OfWorthyCaptain — sidewalk before him.

Theresfter, she handed Steve the helmet to let him store it as he deemed necessary and tucked her hands into her pockets. “So, what’s this fancy art exhibition?“

[— 𝙅𝙚𝙖𝙣 𝙂𝙧𝙚𝙮 [𝙍𝙋] @OfAWhitePhoenix]

@OfWorthyCaptain — them.

Once Steve pulled into a parking spot, she slid the helmet off her head and stopped midway through, staring at him. “Am I alive? Dude, you’re the only motorcyclist I know that goes 5 below the speed limit!” She laughed as she slid off the back and moved to stand on the —

[— 𝙅𝙚𝙖𝙣 𝙂𝙧𝙚𝙮 [𝙍𝙋] @OfAWhitePhoenix]

@OfXWingPilot — with her legs. Jean’s smirk, in turn, broadened as she worked her pale hands under his shirt and felt his abs directly under her touch. Inch by inch, she slowly moved them up, her body leaning more and more forward until her lips hovered over his. “Wouldn’t you say?”

[— 𝙅𝙚𝙖𝙣 𝙂𝙧𝙚𝙮 [𝙍𝙋] @OfAWhitePhoenix]

@OfXWingPilot — lips and she giggled, the scruff of his shaded beard tickling her neck. “You know,” she started, “seems like you’re now overdressed for the occasion.”

Before he could say anything, she used her hip to flip both their bodies over and she eagerly moved to straddle his hips —