Acantha Dalara is a 28 years old latin girl and bisexual female
Rating: 4.88/5
Description: Looking for the Love of my life ❤️ or a real orgasm 😉 whatever comes first 😜 Funny and friendly on the inside, and even better deeply passionate and mischievous. Make her laugh, make her fly out of her body.
Likes: I love the polite people, that is your presentation letter in front of the world. I love to walk and drink a coffee with someone else and i hear his histories and hear that ideas that can move of the world. I like to ride bike and look at the face of the poeple and give a smile.
Dislikes: The rude people who ask for something but never work it for that.
Speaks: english, spanish
Appearance: long nails, shaved, high heel, natural
Acantha Dalara is a 28 years old latin girl and bisexual female
Rating: 4.88/5
Description: Looking for the Love of my life ❤️ or a real orgasm 😉 whatever comes first 😜 Funny and friendly on the inside, and even better deeply passionate and mischievous. Make her laugh, make her fly out of her body.
Likes: I love the polite people, that is your presentation letter in front of the world. I love to walk and drink a coffee with someone else and i hear his histories and hear that ideas that can move of the world. I like to ride bike and look at the face of the poeple and give a smile.
Dislikes: The rude people who ask for something but never work it for that.
Speaks: english, spanish
Appearance: long nails, shaved, high heel, natural
i bet nya is descended from dalara and that’s why she looks so much like her. with how lego fucked up even more fixed the timeline, she could even be nya and kai’s mom. although i bet nadakhan wouldn’t be too happy that dalara had kids with another guy tho lol
Okay, so I’ve finally decided. DaLara (Lara x Dash) is my OTP. HOWEVER. Lara x Arthur (their ship name guys?) is my veeeeery guilty pleasure. ...so damn guilty, lol.
They’ve spent the whole day working together, but Dash isn’t ready to go yet.
“Are you sure you want me to leave?” He asked, his long arm holding her door only slightly ajar, not quite prepared to open it enough to slip out.
Vega had turned away, expecting him to go quietly, leaving her to her thoughts…many of which revolved around him these days. She pondered over what his PreCrime days must have been like, how he felt about their work now, how she could keep both him and their city safe without destroying either. And…other things, if she was being honest, things that were outside of the realm of professionalism.
“…Because I could stay. You know, if you want me to.”
They’d been together all day, tirelessly investigating future criminals. Wasn’t that enough? Damn him and his lack of social awareness.
The blues record she was playing switched to a new song as she searched for the words to tell him that she needed to be alone for just a moment, just so she could figure out why he was occupying her head space so often.
Dash’s face lit up as he recognized the song; he looked down at her and smiled, his usual charming and boyish smile. And damn it if he didn’t start singing.
“You’re so sweet, you’re so fine. How I wish you were mine. Honey, I’ll be your love, you’ll be mine. You’ll be mine.” He was actually singing. Not horribly, but not well either.
Vega gave him a look that was part exasperation, part adoration. Only he could make a blues song sound nerdy.
A panicked expression came over his face when he realized he’d been, sort of, serenading her. “Oh um, uh, Howlin’ Wolf,” he explained, “You’ll Be Mine, 1962.”
Bless him and his lack of social awareness. “You know what, please stay. It’s…been a long day, I bet you could stand to eat something that will taste great but clog your arteries. I’ve got just the thing.”
Dash's smile spread across his face again as he pulled the door closed behind him, never breaking eye contact with Vega once.
