- 𝙱𝚎𝚕𝚊.

do you see now? my tongue, the dagger at your jugular. my love, the sword at your bosom. which do you want?

ᅠᅠ “ sleep on mama’s chest . ” kissing the top of her babies head , god she forgot the last time they’ve had a proper cuddle like this . ᅠᅠ

Actually . . . She'd like her to join her.

Loud yawning She's staying in bed today. . .

ᅠᅠ “ they might be tired out from how much flying you three do . ” hand softly running through her hair , smiling softly . ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠ “ no plaything to mess with , hm ? ” she chuckled , pulling bela onto her lap . softly kissing her forehead , smiling whilst writing . ᅠᅠ

A walking red flag…that she’s down bad for more than anything.

ᅠᅠ busy writing to mother miranda .. “ yes , bela ? ” turning around , glasses on the edge of her nose .. ᅠᅠ

Don't eat them!

Theyre dolls, dont call them creepy

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// lol hi

// you followed my Jill