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I know it’s Saturday, but can you give us a peek of chapter 5. If it’s not too much to ask. Your work is magnificent.
There ya gooo:
They’re at an impasse again. It seems to always go on like this between them now – one step forward, two steps back. Even when she thinks she’s winning, she finds him with a knife at her back. Unfortunately for him, she’s never been afraid to get cut. “Keep the other half of the promise then,” she tells him, raising her chin high, looking down at him with her burning, dark gaze, “I want to be left alone. This charade between us has ended last night; I want nothing from you anymore.”
He looks at her steadily, pensively, unmovable as a statue. Finally, he says, “fine.”
Fine?
She blinks, thrown off guard. “I mean it,” she says, hardening her voice, “no more visits from you, no more dinners, no more outings. No more of your spies tailing me around. The room by Mallory’s nursery is mine, and mine only, and you will stay the hell away from my bed.”
“If that’s what you want.”
Is this another game of his? A trick question, a new challenge to put her through just to knock her down? It’s not in his nature to give up, least of all this easily. “It is,” she says anyway, because it’s the truth, and even the slightest chance at getting it is worth everything.
“You might change your mind, though.” The corner of his lip ticks up, mocking her restraint.
She grits her teeth. “I won’t.”
“We’ll see.”
We already know how attractive you find Louis because you thirst over him on your blog all the time and clearly envision him as your "daddy" while pretending you're talking about Larry lmao nasty
—-wrong blog? or just stupid anon? i go with the second 🙌🏻
im fighting the urge to draw BOXER AU! Zooble rn.
OOC: It probably says a lot that I’m so cut off from the AoS fandom that no one playing the rest of the cast is bothering my still-alive Phil.
But then again, I’ve never had that much interaction with other AoS roleplayers. Like I’ve never managed to keep a Cap around either.
I’m aware tumblr is basically dying on its feet, but yeah. I dunno.
Not that I want a May player screaming at my Phil, I’m not sure how he’d handle that beyond finding the existence of Sarge fucking hilarious.
Am I delusional in thinking that when JiHan are together, it's like they're in their own little world.🤔 ...Like the way they smile with each other is different you know? Or am I seeing things...😅
i mean
its
always
been
a
thing
since
forever.
Trust
me
youre
not
the
only
one
seeing
things
alot
of
things…
"Hey Apollo, you got a-." His eyes widened when he saw the sight. Apollo Justice, sat there, with a pair of brown ears and a brown tail. "Oh. My. God.... You're an adorable kitten!"
His own hues had widened as the other had walked in, just as Apollo had been eating a can of tuna that had been in the fridge. His new appendages had twitched somewhat before standing on high end, immediately coaxing him to reach for a cloth to cover his head and those damnable ears, but it was too late, Phoenix had already seen them.
“Not so loud! I don’t want everyone in the city to know about this!” he had hissed.