Life is boring when you get everything you want. So boring I made a Tumblr account.
If you don't know who I am, ask your sister. She'll know me very well.
Tell Jessica I'm back in town and that I miss her.
Now, be a dear and follow this account.
//commands are in purple
//no NSFW (will allude to things but not act it out)
//his powers work through pheremones released from his skin, so they only work when youre in range of him. his influence takes a short time to go away after being out of range. telepaths and people with strong wills can resist him. he is persistent though
//theres a lot of technical things with his powers, so if youre unclear on something, you can ask me or just make something up
*MJ takes a step back, slowly and nervously. She thinks about the little pink concealed carry she has in her purse, that Wade gave her.*
Most recently, Love, Spontaneously, opposite Ben Stiller... and there was London Calling, that gritty historical punk rock flick...
*She decides her portal watch is probably the better option right now, but she has to open the portal and get through it before he gets to her. Her hand goes to her wrist to try and trigger it.*
*MJ takes a step back, slowly and nervously. She thinks about the little pink concealed carry she has in her purse, that Wade gave her.*
Most recently, Love, Spontaneously, opposite Ben Stiller... and there was London Calling, that gritty historical punk rock flick...
*She decides her portal watch is probably the better option right now, but she has to open the portal and get through it before he gets to her. Her hand goes to her wrist to try and trigger it.*
*MJ takes a step back, slowly and nervously. She thinks about the little pink concealed carry she has in her purse, that Wade gave her.*
Most recently, Love, Spontaneously, opposite Ben Stiller... and there was London Calling, that gritty historical punk rock flick...
*She decides her portal watch is probably the better option right now, but she has to open the portal and get through it before he gets to her. Her hand goes to her wrist to try and trigger it.*
she spits at him while her fist quickly finds its way to her own gut like it has a mind of its own. she hisses and hunches over, hugging her arms across her stomach before looking over at him.
"is this cause I was there when they cut your tongue? they used my blade, I'm glad they did. you're repulsive, you're a trash bin full of vomit wearing a dirty suit"
she stands back up straight almost like she's at attention but her hands are in fists at her sides. her jaw is set, her eyes boring into his so intensely that if looks could kill, he'd already be in flames.
she feels disgusted at the thought of him assuming he has the privilege to touch her. at this moment, she wants nothing more than to chop off all his fingers.
"when I don't think the guy is the most degenerate low life cancerous tumor of a creation, a cosmic mistake yeah sure" she cringes and tries to lean away, the frustration of not being able to plain on her face.