//lemme make this clear:
if you use or support generative ai of ANY kind, i do not support YOU. you are not only stealing from hardworking artists but you are harming the planet.
we cannot give these people an inch with it, or they'll take a mile. FUCK GENERATIVE AI.
felix jetmon.
ใ คใ คใ คthe spider-man of his earth.
ใ คใ คretired fbi agent.
ใ คcat father of two.
marvel/spiderverse oc. fits into any verse. pansexual. multiship with chem. more info below.
darren remains patient, both hands now shifting to be carefully placed on her shoulders as he looked at her.
"oh? and what were those words?"
there's a smile resting on his face. she did quite a lot for this moment to be memorable, and he's making sure that she gets through -
โYou are truly too gentle with me. .โ
She mutters out quick, a little surprise and unexpectance crossing over her tone, for the most part she stays quiet, just held onto him.
She quietly gazes upwards at the moonlight, before resting back upon him. She's comfortable, relaxed,
once she began to explain her issues with expressing emotions, he had a good guess as to where this was going.
smile forms on his features, remaining quiet and letting her speak and get her sentences out.
he's patient, and it shows on his face when she gets done explaining.
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โ. . Okay, well, let's get the easiest part out the way.โ
She takes one gentle deep breath in, resting fully her head upon his shoulder; eyes buried away for the moment being.
โI have a hard time expressing feelings; shocking, I know, the psychotic killer struggles withโ