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a smile sweetens her poison-laced lips.
"unkept promises are for 𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗱. but there will be a place for y͟ou in my new Eden.
𝑛𝑜𝑤 , about your little bat problem. . ."
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she giggles softly , punchline loves it when ivy talks 𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙩𝙮 to her . stars filled hues raise to meet forest green ones , voice 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘭𝘺 serious .
“ don’t make promises that you can’t keep . i’ll be sure to 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱 you with ‘em .”
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( her vines rise to form a thorny shell around them - intended to block out the rich - as Ivy's much softer arms ( ﹠ bosom ) welcomely cocoon her . )
you know I'd turn this concrete hellscape into mulch for you , flytrap —— ﹠ I w͟i͟l͟l͟.
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﹙ sighs happily ﹠ slides into her lap ; slotting herself within ivy’s arms so that punchy could rest her heavy head into ample breast . ﹚
𝙮𝙤𝙪’𝙧𝙚 all fuckin’ mine . don’t forget it .
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