one man one plan and an aerosol can indie AU!delsin rowe
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He's laughing. ❝ You got balls, dude. ❞
Maybe eating spicy bean paste wasn’t the brightest idea Eren ever came up with. “Mhn—!!!”
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"Don't deny it."
“…Did not.”
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"Awww. You missed me."
nosmxking
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That hurts, Fetch. That really does.
And so are you, D.
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Cats are assholes.
Well, well, look what the cat dragged in.
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CONDUIT not a bio-terrorist
☄independent AU delsin rowe from infamous second son where delsin was born as a girl but identifies as a boy ☄multiverse and multiship ☄will rp with any fandom mun knows of ☄AUs welcome, obviously ☄mun is friendly i think ☄im a shy potato pls come
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#i have sudden muse for delsin#and i was having trouble figuring out the eMAIL AND I WAS PANICKING#but i remembered it so im here#like for a thing yeah#ooc
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Your muse sees my muse battered and bruised, how does your muse react?
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i want the k u thirsty fuck
kiss meme
14. kiss along the hips
‘'ey, idiot, get up.’
( the voice was harsh and ragged, but yet soft and raspy, almost as if a lovers voice on a sunday morning. a head of brown marked with white had risen, slender fingers raising to brush back the strands of hair that feel into clear blue eyes; the pupils of those very hues flickering up to the sleeping form of the other of whom she was tangled with.
they barely knew each other; and yet, they were on one another like a dog and a cat; but with less of the biting. but, neither were complaining, and that seemed to be for the better.
but, when delsin had not stirred, not even made a lazy swipe at clara’s head to shut her up, the older female grunted as she pushed herself up against the legs of the other, and then lowered herself, slender fingers coming teasingly down and resting against the skin that lined against frail hip bones, and ever so tenderly, lips had ghosted across that very flesh, lingering for several moments before the body of the female below her began to move and twist, and finally push at her head as she fought to be released from the bonds that didn’t hold her.
and so, with a small grin playing at her lips, she shifted back up, only to come and tilt somewhat to the side as the brushed her hair to the right of her shoulder, giving delsin a playful shove before uttering few words as she threw her legs about the side of the bed, the aroma of cooking food leading her to her senses. )
‘breakfast’s ready.’
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❝It looks bad, doesn't it?❞

{ Stares. }
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[ uncomfortable human noises. ]
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❝...Jesus, finally you pick up! Listen, I need a ride...❞
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❝You haven't proven yourself A-worthy yet.❞ Her shrug says, 'this should have been obvious'.

He snorts. “Uh huh. Yeah. Just a B my ass.”
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So I’ve played Infamous Second Son… Discovering Fetch’s hideout was such a precious moment.
#see now this takes on a completely different meaning on my blog#[ nervous around pretty girls; ]#[ its that pitching arm again; ]
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