#event (pride)

[worldofmetahumans]

It's Pride Month! So we want everyone to have a great pride and know that you are appreciated 🌈 🏳️‍🌈 To celebrate this month, we're hosting a small pride event. Why not join? https://worldofmetahumans.com/

[cursed-with-feelings]

“Hey there, handsome.” Marisol purred as she placed a gloved hand on Diomedes’ shoulder. He was always a good time and she felt finding him at pride would be no different. She really needed pride to take her mind off what happened though the witch would never voice that to anyone. Scyalla ever present in her nightmares at this point. That same feeling of betrayal and death, she oftentimes was in the place of the shifter... The haunting blue eyes that she wanted to drink to forget. Yet, nobody could see how torn apart she was on the inside. Marisol always made sure of that. Every wall built and reinforced with unimaginable amounts of steel. She looked like the party, frat girl, CSI agent that she always was. 

“How about you get us a round of shots?” She suggested to him with a wink. Diomedes probably had more money than he knew what to do with and his poor assistant was over there carrying all his prizes from the various games that he one. “A little post game celebration for the victorius and strong Diomedes.”  

@dicmedes​