I, uh... I know it's late but... I got these for you.....
I know it's not much, but I hope you like them.
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I, uh... I know it's late but... I got these for you.....
I know it's not much, but I hope you like them.
Word association thing: Bianca Stark ((because I regret nothing))
adorable
askcaptain-rogers
hawkeye-agent-barton
scotchwithasideofass
shieldagent-stark
the-one-tonystark
found them.
James smiled lightly at the person he'd bumped into. "Sorry about that.."
For Shieldagent-stark
Steve looked around Biancas bedroom again, swallowing thickly as he slowly looked back at her. She looked... amazing. His brain was obviously still able to be affected by the beauty of a woman because right now he couldn't form any words that seemed right.
"You really do have a great room. It... suits you."
brb... like if I owe you!
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//Thank you~!
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The handcuffes rang in the all known sound of metal hitting metal. Poison was stretching her hands and then clenching them up into a fist, causing her golden skin to rub against the steel. Her face was blank, without any visible thought that's slithering in her mind. But anyone with common sense knew, this is not something to her liking. She rocked her head from one shoulder to another, waiting for someone to come and entertain her. Finally, her eyes caught someone step through the door and her lips spread into a giant grin. "You do realise I could get out of this in a second?" she asked. This was a lie. Yes, she could do some spells, but without her hands moving, only some of them. Besides, she knew there are at least two Asgardians or demi-gods near, ready to chop off her head if something comes up.