josh ﹖ i dunno, something with a ‘ j ’. i can tell you want something from me. so —— you take care of our mutual friend here and i’ll owe you a favor. got it ﹖ ”
death was as inevitable as it was necessary. the kill wasn’t strictly based within pleasure, but won with it as a medium. that one was on the verge of running his mouth———scurrying off like a rat after chewing its own tail off in …
her energy was carefully doused in mysticism ﹠ the unhealthy appetite for 𝖇loodshed. motives exclusively varied ——— the aforementioned's a nocturnal mystery, as if it resembled a treasure with no keys to behold. negan 𝒌illed for ⠀⤸
the aforementioned maw to curl﹔ pleased. “ eveline, “ her head cranes to the left so as to recapture his gaze, “ devoré. ”
the toe of a black, heeled boot knocks into the lolling cranium of the cadaver at her feet. “ that one was ..
stressing’s the 𝓁ast thing on my mind when it comes to you. you run your mouth a lot, you know that ﹖ harder to weed through what’s bullshit ﹠ what’s worth listening to——but possible. right now, you just think you’re 𝓈o damn charming.
well, 𝙝𝙤𝙩――𝙙𝙖𝙢𝙣 .. 'n i keep sayin' that impressions are the first things that really worth sparin' a few 𝓯ucks. tunin' me out is gonna be harder than havin' me to hit on ya, sweets. don't 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒔 it.
@Arcadian_Blonde ╱ that’s what he harassed me on! it’s the fact that LIS, which i was in at the time, is primarily about teenagers. legal or not. did he have a THIRTY YEAR OLD MAN ask teen muses for foot pictures? he’s disgusting.
╱ i look at my last few tweets on here and it was two years ago because NOWWW you wanna run that arthur morgan cerberus guy off here. i was harassed by that fucker for his foot fetish and dropped her completely TWO YEARS AGO.
as one.
“ you have a name ﹖ we’re sharing kinks already. we’re at sixth base. should’ve started at first, but you’re like me﹕ you don’t beat around the bush. . . ”
nails, meticulously kept ﹠ 𝘧𝘢𝘳 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 representative of 𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙨, lift in tandem with slender form’s arrival﹔ the link betwixt their gaze remains———enforced by intrigue alone. his verbosity wins him parted lips ﹠ 𝒹𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 …
his attitude was loose, yet 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘥 likewise ――― he wasn't letting his guard down by ambling close, he was biding time ﹠ satiating his own imposing curiosity as the adrenaline existent in the muscle drew thin.
darkened, 𝘷𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘴 red leaves behind glistening streaks in the wake of her caress———tenderness a falsehood she didn’t plan on selling to him. he couldn’t be 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 gullible.
she may not threaten, but she surely doesn’t perceive him