Aug 18, 2015
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“By the Gods! I feel so small, how can you stand this?”
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“By the Gods! I feel so small, how can you stand this?”
theadaptablegirl
“What are you doing? Run!”
Run, Run, Run...
“Run if you want, but you are just prolonging the inevitable.” She walked slowly down the hall. Really she didn’t need to follow the trail of shit knock over in the corridor to find the human. She could smell her, smell the living blood, and that was enough. At least she was entertained.
“Really, girl, you do not need to cause a scene.”
Faora Ul: HELP THE BBY
Marti: WHAT DO I DO
Faora Ul: JUMP IN HER ASK BOX
Faora Ul: SEND NUDES
Faora Ul: I DONT CUR
Marti: SEND NUDES?
Marti: WHEN WAS FAORA A FUCKBOI XD
Faora Ul: I THINK YOU MEAN
Faora Ul: FUCKTONIAN
Marti: OH MY GOD
Marti: YOU GET NOTHING NOW
Faora Ul: BABY COME BACK
Faora Ul: YOU CAN BLAME IT ALL ON ME
x: theadaptablegirl
“So this is her.”
The wind whipped past his ears, but his attention was fixed on the young girl in Yondu’s arms. A girl of no more than three, with dark hair and pale skin. Certainly not one who could pass off as his daughter, but he never had any PLANS to be considered as a paternal figure. The Ravagers had heard of Ronan’s intention of adopting a child, and after an agreed sum of money -- and immunity from whatever crime they were to commit next -- they were to hand her over to him.
The Accuser bent down, his war paint making his face more intense than it should be. Not a sight a child should be seeing, but he never was someone known for his skill with children.
The door creaked open, the sound carrying over the running water as it cascaded down her body. Marti smoothed wet hair away from her face as she peeked around the shower curtain, holding the plastic sheet to her chest once she caught sight of the intruder. She gave a small smirk, biting her lower lip. "Y'know, you could have just asked if you wanted to share the shower. No need to sneak in like that." (SORRY NOT SORRY)
“Oh but I was trying to be sly, slip into the shower with a vunerable young woman. The scandal.” And he did just that, dropping the towel and sliding past her.
So much for the fulfillment of sexual fantasies!
“No one made you fuck me. And that’s just not right ok, pick something less weird.”
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