I MIGHT MOVE ADA TO @sweetfeast but i have claire and billy there bye.
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︻┳═一 𝐕𝐈𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐂𝐈𝐃𝐄 .
All of those positive feelings — the yearning, the devotion, the elation of yes, finally when they come together — come crashing down the moment she pulls away and utters those four dreaded words. I have to go. Her signature phrase. This was what he wanted, wasn’t it? What he tried preventing. He knew it would play out this way, expected it to — but no matter how often he’s come to hear it, it never gets any easier.
A storm of emotions move through him: anger, betrayal, sadness, acceptance. Never has he been so close to someone yet felt so far away.
“Stay,” he pleads. He doesn’t mean for it to come out so softly, in such quiet desperation, but it does. This red butterfly, uncaged, flying away from the threat of entrapment — he knows what would happen if he holds on too tightly, but damn him, now that he’s had a taste of her, he doesn’t want to let her go.
He holds her face in his hands like some precious, fragile thing. Presses a kiss to her forehead. Implores her with a stare, meeting hazel with steel, meeting one type of fear with another. Moves to kiss her lips once, twice, and repeats himself once more.
“Stay.”
dolorous, a preventive detachment to avoid fondness that would unhinge her lifestyle. too late to consider an escape from feelings since they were merely rambunctious. his presence could simply conceive a vulnerability that was beyond of her control, sometimes the agent was INCENTIVE for her to achieve her personal objectives or mostly to protect his well being. odd to ponder about this when she preferred to conceal it, but when they shared an intimate moment the spy was exposed.
his plead interfered in her plans to maintain her visit short, a petty word filled with significance and his gestures weren't contributing with her scheme. a delicate touch causing her to shiver in resignation to remain by his side, to appropriate their brief period together without WICKED games. her hands involuntarily were situated upon his to remove them from her face, fingertips entwine his hand as she gently squeezes.
❝ if you had the wine, maybe my stay would be a bit longer than you expected. ❞ teasingly uttered to attempt an avoidance of a gloomy instant, she releases his hands to cup his face while her thumb caressed his cheekbone. ❝ do you want me to spend the night here ? ❞
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What are a few of your dream threads to write?
dream threads ? I have a few. at first I didn’t want to rp ada i n RE6 environment cause the idea of a creepy guy stalker was really weird for me but I always wanted to rp with Carla. I know their dynamic isn’t the greatest, they are actually enemies but I could imagine an AU where they could be actual twin sister and not clones. I wanted to bring female characters closer like an unimaginable interaction between jill and ada or excella and ada, give more claire and ada & sherry and ada interactions it would be cool too. I’m all about girl power man.
I would love to write some mr and mrs smith thread concept, it would be fun to write since ada is a spy, I’m actually writing a few dreams threads and plotting them with a DEAR FRIEND. I settled ada as an infiltrated spy for lucis in the nilfheim empire for final fantasy xv, a crossover related to uncharted as ada as a treasure hunter and ada in the tomb raider as a FUGITIVE from TRINITY. give me all the AU’s and crossovers, now related to AEON … anything that doesn’t involve ada running away I’m up for it, I crave all the type of interactions and a mix of ANGST, fluffy, romance, HORROR and action I’m up for it. A MISSION between them both it would be interesting.
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I’M JUST A HUMAN TRYING TO AVOID
MY CERTAIN DOOM.
samuel drake / loved by elijah. do not reblog to personals.
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❝ how polite to greet someone by aiming your GUN ... ❞ irony outlined her words since she was rather used with this kind of reception, secrecy had its gains to advance in her legacy and its obstacles to disturb her achievements. ❝ I'm not here to harm anyone. ❞ at least for now, probably to use someone as tool to avail. her f gure remains conserved without exposing any exaltation towards her current situation, a victim attempting to escape the inconsequential.
︻┳═一 CHAPTER 1 ↷ @herbounty
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“ 𝙄𝙩'𝙨 𝙜𝙤𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙗𝙚 𝙖 𝙩𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝙧𝙤𝙖𝙙. “
INDIE LEON SCOTT KENNEDY ROLEPLAY.
MUN & MUSE +18
8 YEARS OF ROLEPLAYING EXPERIENCE
MULTIFANDOM
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nightfall indicating repose for some people, meanwhile for the adventurer couple it was the proper moment to investigate through documents to discover any useful intel to auxiliate their exploration. HONEYMOON suite rented by their disguise as a recent married couple to avail themselves from the spacious bedroom, king size bed and other items they could simply enjoy. ❝ it's a shame that we won't use the room for their true purpose, should I get our cafeine downstairs, husband ? ❞
︻┳═一 CHAPTER 1 ↷ @viruscide
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’ do you wanna dance? ’
digits wrapped over the globet’s stem conducting the beverage towards her lips to relish the fermented grape that she opted to delight herself, since her companion preferred to consume distillates. they decided to temporarily retire themselves to seize the grace of tourism and each other’s company to append certain adventure, an unusual activity related to authentic couples which it was the opposite compared to their UNIQUE demonstration of affection. eyelids narrowing towards his outstretched hand inviting her to be escorted to the dancefloor, jazz melodizing through the room luring her to accept the invitation.
❝ should I lead this time ? ❞ tauntingly questioned tilting her head admiring his exterior ,lucky lady aren’t you ? a smirk plastered upon her pinkish lips as a brief chuckle echoed by reminding the former times where they attempted to dance together. ❝ with pleasure. ❞ her unoccupied hand reached his hand while her other situated her refreshment upon their table.
︻┳═一 INCOMING MESSAGE ↷ ACCEPTING ❯ @viruscide .
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what a shame to repress these flames born from his fire and her gasoline, inciting the forbidden to fix their focus onto their own objectives. strangers saving each other from doom, flirts amusing their solemn experiences, sudden meetings planned by fate and they still remain unknown for each other somehow.
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