༒; Rᴀɪɴ.《H》

ᴺᵒᵇᵒᵈʸ ᵃˢᵏᵉᵈ ʸᵒᵘ ᵗᵒ ʲᵘᵈᵍᵉ ᵐʸ ˡⁱᶠᵉˢᵗʸˡᵉ•

[༒; Rᴀɪɴ.《H》 @pxlchra]

⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ɪ ᴀꜱᴋᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏ
⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ʀᴇᴍᴀɪɴ ʙʏ ᴍʏ ꜱɪᴅᴇ.

⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ᵉˣᵖˡⁱᶜⁱᵗ ᶜᵒⁿᵗᵉⁿᵗ•
⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ᵐᵃᵗᵘʳᵉ ᵗʰᵉᵐᵉˢ•

⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ʙᴜᴛ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴀɪɴ,
⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ʏᴏᴜ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴡᴀꜱʜᴇᴅ ᴀᴡᴀʏ.

[༒; Rᴀɪɴ.《H》 @pxlchra]

"Allow me to caress you."

[༒; Rᴀɪɴ.《H》 @pxlchra]

》I'm so burnt out from writing starters lmao. Lemme catch my breath rq

[༒; Rᴀɪɴ.《H》 @pxlchra]

"Lewd."

[༒; Rᴀɪɴ.《H》 @pxlchra]

A late night at the club, Rain is just now leaving.

One of his regulars stopped by last minute and gave him quite the . . . workout.

[Person Below (Lewd) @PersonBelewd]

The person below should wear... nothing!

[༒; Rᴀɪɴ.《H》 @pxlchra]

》Sorry I haven't been around. I've actually been trying to draw this twink lmfao

[༒; Rᴀɪɴ.《H》 @pxlchra]

"I don't love, I admire."

[༒; Rᴀɪɴ.《H》 @pxlchra]

@FeridBathory_ 》I dare u bih

[༒; Rᴀɪɴ.《H》 @pxlchra]

》I feel like a lot of people follow because they think Rain is a big tiddy crush your head with them thighs female character but get disappointed when they find out that she is a he

This is why the info under the pinned is there. Lmao

[༒; Rᴀɪɴ.《H》 @pxlchra]

》Gonna try and draw Rain lol

[༒; Rᴀɪɴ.《H》 @pxlchra]

》Let me write you a mf starter

[༒; Rᴀɪɴ.《H》 @pxlchra]

⠀⠀⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ʀᴜʙᴇɴᴇꜱqᴜᴇ.

⠀⠀⠀

[༒; Rᴀɪɴ.《H》 @pxlchra]

》So far I love all of the accounts I've interacted with. Y'alls writing is so pretty

[༒; Rᴀɪɴ.《H》 @pxlchra]

"But, by all means, shove a cactus in places where it does not belong."

[༒; Rᴀɪɴ.《H》 @pxlchra]

"I am not responsible for any damaged caused if my statement is taken seriously."

[—— toni . @littleshxtman]

.. takes a potted cactus. starts moving it towards her mouth.

TONI NO

[༒; Rᴀɪɴ.《H》 @pxlchra]

"Deepthroat a cactus."

[༒; Rᴀɪɴ.《H》 @pxlchra]

》Like this tweet if I can DM you a random interaction.

[༒; Rᴀɪɴ.《H》 @pxlchra]

his downtrodden guise. But alas, the evening would be upon him in hours, and he had much to do. Perhaps even muzzy 'mornings' required the slightest bit of celerity.

[༒; Rᴀɪɴ.《H》 @pxlchra]

Harsh, afternoon rays pour through barely-open curtains like molten gold on a late afternoon, eliciting lids flecked with remnants of makeup to unbar with recoil. A near-silent 'tsk' sounded, dainty hand lifting to shield his visage from the intruding light.

Turning within --

[༒; Rᴀɪɴ.《H》 @pxlchra]

however late it was.

This, the Courtesan lifted himself from the mattress and hobbled off to the kitchen to slap together a half-decent cup of coffee and sit for half an hour drinking it. It was not until after this routine was completed that he'd make any attempt to cure --