"That does sound like hell. A deeply personal one. Vhat is the narrative of the book? A journey to this horrible discovery?"

"I am no stranger to the high seas. I keep myself and mine vell enough. On the open ocean."

"I do, do I?" A raised eyebrow.

"Hmm...?"

. . > ❝ welcome to Cane Pulca. We don’t have much but the best bars in the world!❞ . . > Victoire Dumont Treasure hunter of the seas and protector of cane pulca

Snuggling in with her with his own book about a pirate queen and her great exploits.

☞ Like and repost if you want me around, that is all.

//drop this off-

🕸️ I... I can't even deal with how much love I am being shown rn. 😭😭😭😭😭

JJ Would anyone in #comicRP be interested in beefing with me and my group for a future SL? I plan to acquire an item (singular or multiple) from the verse (such as the Anti Life Equation or Infinity Stones) to use for my group’s benefit for multiversal domination.

🕸️ WHAT IS THIS?! WHAT?; I'M CRYING!!!

A very very light sleeper. He had an easy time falling back to sleep though.

// I wanna make at least one account that isn't a DC or Marvel based muse, so I need your guys help deciding what it'll be! ♥️ for Kasane Teto 🔁 for Alex Chen or Chloe Price from Life is Strange 💬 for Mitsuru Kirijo from Persona 3

🕸️ Char In forty minutes I'm gonna be even OLDER

"Ja. I have two biological birth mothers, an adoptive mother, and her lover vas a father figure for me. All four of them are alive, as far as I know."

"I know some folks who could make something for me to vear." He smiled, a big grin he rarely had - only when trying something new for the first time.

"Let's go on a bottle quest!"

"Perhaps!"

"Yaaarrr... On it."

“Two headed turtles are pretty common in the wild. So does that mean that there is a two headed teenage mutant ninja turtle out there?”

"I learned to punch, because most often a punch or a kick? Those cannot so easily take what cannot be given back." Kurt's lips curled into a sad grin, looking down a little to meet her gaze. He did not believe either of them were bad people. Just complicated. ~

"I vill need to see about getting some made that vill fit me, but that does sound like fun!" He'd never been either - due to most things that were related to shoes or boots being incompatible with his inhuman shape.

"Then let's try it out sometime - we can go out to a disco."

"Make up I think could do me little good vith my fur..."

He gave her a sad smile, thinking perhaps she thought he might become afraid of her. The powers of his friends, his foes... Just perhaps as frightening. Seeing the handful of stuffing, he nodded. He understood. There was the sort of hurt a person might not come back from. He stepped back. ~

He was unaware she had such powers, or his awareness was less because she could do... Anything? So much of what she did to him felt like warping and rebuilding reality. To him, she was preparing for if and when such powers wouldn't serve her. "Here..." ~

He placed a hand on her hip and shoulder while standing behind her, to feel her weight and shift. "Go again." His eyes were on her knees and feet, watching how the weight shifts. "Just like you were, back and forth."

"Most who do not throw a punch know how to move. You haven't got the muscle memory yet. You don't have the finished product..." He held up his hands, as if to guide her motion for a moment. "May I? Because you are close."

"You have excellent form." His eyes move over her shoulders, her hips, the way she shifts her weight and moves her body. "Have you been training?"

Fingers curled into her fists, thumb tucked on the outside. Wrists straight. Exhale. First two knuckles to make contact. Twist wrist. Snap back. Other hand. One-two, three-four, one-two, three-four. Stay in the correct dimensional plane.

"𝑨𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝑾𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅" [𝙰 𝚂𝚘𝚕𝚘 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝙸𝚗𝚛𝚒𝚗] ⏳️ By Jay

🕸️ Char 『𝚂𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝙲𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚊.』

// Ana mun time 🌸 Helloooo! It's been a while but I made another oc ( surprising , i know lol ) Go give her some love if you want!🤭 I hope you're having an amazing day/ night !🫶

❝𝑰𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝒊𝒔 𝒈𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒋𝒖𝒅𝒈𝒆 𝒎𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰 𝒂𝒎, 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝑰’𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓 ❞ ↻+♡

And immediately he has no desire to drag himself out of bed. "Morning Mein Spatzi... A sleepy little bird..." He pet her hair, pressing a kiss into her head.

"Ja ... Ja." He rested his head on hers, letting her get as close as she wanted, hand slipping to hold hers. "I... There vas a murder. He vas-" Not a friend. Not an enemy. A complicated man, as many with great power could be. " I don't believe he deserved to die as he did." ~

"Technically all four of my parents are alive."

He plopped down beside her, his tail curling around her where the towel covered her. "I haven't been in one of these in a vhile."

🕸️ Char "Welcome to the Marvel RP Verse. Hope you survive the experience!"

He stepped up to her, tilting his head a little to the side playfully. "Just for you." He pressed his lips to her forehead.

He’s hollering at the closed hotdog stand. He wanted hotdogs! >:(

The smile on his face only grew wider and a touch of indigo colored his cheeks. "And vhat brought one this sudden revelation?" He knew the answer.

"To be fair, I'm vearing far less under my uniform." Eyebrow wiggles, and a sly smirk.

He gasped and laughed, not even out of his bed clothes. "Ro-!"

He wakes up from a mostly dreamless sleep, exhausted but ready to face the day.

"Hmmm... I vould say dancing but such places are all nightclubs these days. Perhaps a film? See if ve can snag some tickets to a play?"

"Ja, that sounds lovely!"

He would tell her everything come the morning. He was just still shaken. "Ah, yes an e-reader? Or an application for your phone? It is a miracle of the world to have such things in the palms of out hands."