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a pre warning: weâre gearing up for yet another heat wave where they may shut down the power so iâll probably be scarce for the weekend.
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                                 â Weâre  not  freaks.  We  werenât  born  different.  But  we  became different  the  moment  we  stepped  into  the  hero  role.  Now  we  have  to  live  up  to  it⊠ or  die  trying.  â
THELITTLEQVEEN:
             EMBARRASSMENT  fills her, every corner of her body  tense  when the blonde turns  &  it is not the  FACE  Margaery expected to encounter. Should have been more  careful,  Myrcella is not exactly one to wear fishnets  &  shorts  &  a leather jacket that seems more a  STATEMENT,  a act of  rebellion  than a useful piece of clothing. Lips show the  HINT  of a smile while eyes remain  fixed  on the pair in front of her.
                    (   she is not  BLIND,  the girl is  beautiful  &  perhaps, inviting her a  DRINK  will make up for the misunderstanding.   )
       â   I am so  deeply  sorry. I was looking for a  FRIEND,  but  please,  allow me to buy you something for my  HONEST  mistake.    â
CONTINUED Â FROM Â HEREÂ Â Â â Â Â @canarylegacy.
      THE INDISCRETION IS QUICKLY forgotten, instead replaced with curious fascination.  Instant dismay adorns the brunettes delicate feature and Dinah feels a moment of regret for her teasing but it dissipates quickly as her eyes scan the girl from head to toe in return.  Not many girls like her came whirling into her life and she cannot help but be intrigued.Â
      With casual grace, she rests against the bar top, head cocked in question.  Itâs an interesting proposal, one she wonât shoot down but she holds a counter offer in return.Â
â Â I could be your friend if you hang around for a little while. Â If you want, you can buy me a drink but only if you share one with me. â
ROUGESCION:
â  anâ  I  thought I was the  corny one ⊠ but that means  youâll have to  leave.  â MORPHINE - LACED  KISS. as  veered  palms grind  down her  hips,  tension  slipping  from  frigid  bones  after a  hard  summerâs  day.   his  crystalline  hues,  isnât  the  first  to  catch a   GLIMPSE  of  the  sun.  star - streaked  skin  glowing  gilded,  soft  glow dotting  her  body  like  faint  constellations.  thereâs a  heap of  contracting muscles he  feels beneath his  delicate  grip,  bone - caged flesh of  which yields to  his  pressing  digits.  â  oh?  Iâm not  really sure if  thatâs a good or  bad thing,  then.  â
    â YOU DONâT HAVE the monopoly on bad jokes, Parker.  I wonât go far, I promise. â  She uses her lips to make that promise, a gentle brush pressed against his.  Calloused palms cause ease, fingers pressed into marbled chest as she melts against him.  Seraphic gaze creates a tremble, muscles aching for his closeness with a plea to never leave and she couldnât, not even if it was her wish to.  â It would depend on where I hurt you.  It could be a very nice kiss, â  she promises, tangling svelte digits into chestnut locks.Â
PASTISMYOWN:
Someone tell Captain America Natasha was acting as the voice of reason, but the man would never believe it. Though the manâs incessant talking was grating on her nerves, there was a normal course to dealing with such men. âThat a normal course of action where youâre from? Stealing criminals pants and leaving them?â
     AND STILL HE TALKED.  On and on,  his complaints had no end.  Taking his pants was the nicest of choices that were available to them in her opinion. â It normally takes them down a peg or two and sometimes they need it.  We can always tie them up and leave them for the cops too. â  That was a more reasonable choice, she supposed but it was less fun.  It was the cops Dinah was hesitant about, not wanting to be taken in for being a vigilante.Â
soularmored replied to your post: iâve been back for an hour and @rougescion is...
want me to stab him dinah
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ROUGESCION:
 â  hmm  âââ-  I  guess  I can  let you  have that  one,  though  itâs not by  a  long shot.  â  ROUGE  CLAIMS  THE  RUINS  OF  HIS FLESH.  sheen  of  alabaster turned  rutilant   /  the  taste of  sarcoline  ambrosia  still vorant  âpon  the  tip  ââ-  I  devour.  with the  allure  of  athanasy,   here he  lies.  a  ridibund  CROON  in the  corner  of  his  eyes.  noiseless  bite of  delight  curled to  poised  lips  once  gaze  peels  away from  her  invasive  hands  to meet  her  own,  clad  digits  tenderly  running itself  through  her  byssine  jungle  of  locks  (  see  your  love,  your sanctuary,  your  APONIA   ).   â  then ⊠ well,  then  maybe  I  should  break in more  often.  â
    â IF YOU WANT, I can get some measuring tape out and weâll calculate the inches. â  To be so close and gaze upon him is a sweet torture lined with a constant urge to claim and conquer.  She wants to devour rosen petals, cause them to swell against her own lips.  â  Iâd be careful if I were you.  If you get mistaken for a cat burglar, I wonât be held responsible for your injuries. â  The words are breathed between lips, mere inches away from his before she steals another. It always feels like sheâs stealing them, theyâre to be earned but she does not have the patience.  â But I promise I will kiss them better. â
iâve been back for an hour and @rougescion is already attacking me :/
HEROICHUNTER:
âOnly when it comes to you.â
   â Thatâs not a bad thing, it goes both ways.  Youâre my kryptonite. â
XMARKSTHESCOTT:
   âdoubtful. youâre far better company than you give yourself credit for.â after all thatâs happened she provides a light in the darkness of his life. she doesnât speak his name with venom or curse him under her breath. instead, she looks at him like that, smiles at him like that and he feels lighter. heâs walking on air around her and slowly but surely, sheâs reminded him what itâs like to be happy.  âactually i should thank you for coming to my rescue. otherwise i woulda had to spend another few hours overanalyzing my new danger room plans. youâre just the distraction i needed.â
     â Maybe I was just wanted to hear you say otherwise. Iâve been known to give myself plenty of credit. â  Though she had kept that to herself around him.  Amongst mutants, he was the great leader they deserved and it left her with little to brag about.  Itâs hard to look at his smile straight on when her stomach felt like it was tangled in knots.  He was something good and she hasnât earned that yet.  â  Well when you say it like that, would you like a better distraction?  We could go get something to eat and recharge your brain.  Itâs better to look at something with fresh eyes. âÂ
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HEROICHUNTER:
âTall tales? All of them are true pretty bird.â
       â That doesnât mean some of them arenât exaggerated. Besides I said I enjoyed them, didnât I? â