svelte leg is draped elegantly over a knee, the goddess perched on a stool and her willowy hand graces the surface of the bar, thumb tapping lazily away. fingers twirl a stray olive, swirling a mixture of margarita.
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She is no princess in the tallest
tower waiting for a prince to
save her. There is no dragon to
slay, no fields of thorns to burn.
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⠀⠀⠀⠀For she is . . . 𝓐𝚁𝚃𝙴𝙼𝙸𝚂.
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They grab @MELlN0ES by the throat and slam her to the nearest wall. They press into her, foreheads coming together. “Who have you been fucking?” They breathe out, having seen her little post. “That pathetic little mortal was hardly the size of my pinky” they rip her pants +
@MELlN0ES + snuggling between her asscheeks through their pants. “Do you not want me anymore? Do you prefer the cocks of mortal now?” Their calloused hands grip at her smooth waists, tightly so. “Is that it? Do you not want me anymore, Mel?” He turns her around again, grabbing her +
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⠀𝗂𝖬𝖾𝗌𝗌𝖺𝗀𝖾 𝖽𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽: 𝙻𝙸𝙻 𝓑𝗂𝗍𝖼𝗁
⠀𝟿:𝟺𝟻𝙿𝙼⠀- ⠀That’s a good boy.
Photo attached.
She knows what she’s doing. This is one of the ways that she and Ares work. She wants to see them but can’t say directly
⠀𝟿:𝟺𝟽𝙿𝙼⠀- ⠀Probably hills for HH
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⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ֯ ⁎ ،̲،̲ i am a walking 𝐰𝖆𝖗 comprised of 𝖇͟𝖑͟𝖔͟𝖔͟𝖉 and viscera with hands that will never wash clean.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ 𝘥͟𝘦͟𝘷͟𝘪͟𝘭͟’𝘴͟ 𝘢͟𝘥͟𝘷͟𝘰͟𝘤͟𝘢͟𝘵͟𝘦͟
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⠀𝗂𝖬𝖾𝗌𝗌𝖺𝗀𝖾 𝖽𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽: 𝙻𝙸𝙻 𝓑𝗂𝗍𝖼𝗁
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⠀ 𝟿:𝟹𝟶 𝙿𝙼 ⠀- ⠀ Where is your please?
⠀ 𝟿:𝟹𝟸 𝙿𝙼 ⠀- ⠀ To a club, duh.
⠀ 𝟿:𝟹𝟹 𝙿𝙼 ⠀- ⠀ A guy from economics
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⠀𝗂𝖬𝖾𝗌𝗌𝖺𝗀𝖾 𝖽𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽: 𝙻𝙸𝙻 𝓑𝗂𝗍𝖼𝗁
⠀(@combatcries)
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⠀ 𝟿:𝟷𝟻𝙿𝙼 ⠀- ⠀ Reminds me of you.
⠀ 𝟿:𝟷𝟽𝙿𝙼 ⠀- ⠀ You like the new bra?
⠀ Photo attached.
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