— 𝙅𝙚𝙖𝙣 𝙂𝙧𝙚𝙮 [𝙍𝙋]

Ⱥɾҽ վօմ էհɾҽąէҽղìղց ʍҽ? 🎇Earth-616 / X-Men Based 🎇Experienced RPer (age 21+) 🎇Matched Description & Literacy 🎇SS / MV 🎇SLs / Banter (#NSFW) 🎇FC: Sophie Turner Ͳհąէ աօմӀժ ҍҽ ą ҍąժ ìժҽą. #MVRP #XMen

new look 🔓

𝒫𝓁𝑒𝒶𝓈𝑒 𝐼'𝓋𝑒 𝒷𝑒𝑒𝓃 𝑜𝓃 𝓂𝓎 𝓀𝓃𝑒𝑒𝓈 𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓃𝑔𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓅𝓇𝑜𝓅𝒽𝑒𝒸𝓎 𝒟𝑜𝓃'𝓉 𝓌𝒶𝓃𝓉 𝓂𝑜𝓃𝑒𝓎… 𝒥𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝓈𝑜𝓂𝑒𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝓌𝒽𝑜 𝓌𝒶𝓃𝓉𝓈 𝓂𝓎 𝒸𝑜𝓂𝓅𝒶𝓃𝓎

@ErikOfMutant “I… don’t share that dream,” she stated, as she cautiously took one step forward. “We should be equal and want what’s best for each other.”

@OfAWhitePhoenix “My dream is to have mutants rule humanity and not be feared.”

@ErikOfMutant “I’m sorry?”

@OfAWhitePhoenix “I tried to make the pain go away but couldn’t.”

@ErikOfMutant “That’s a foolish dream of yours, isn’t it?”

@OfAWhitePhoenix “I can protect you from destroying everything around you. I know what it’s like to lose control.”

@ErikOfMutant “You bend metal, not flesh and bones.” She’s prepared stood from her place on the ground and sighed. “Why are you really here, Erik?”

@OfAWhitePhoenix “Let me heal you”

@ErikOfMutant She rolled her eyes. “It’s my own, nipped myself.”

@OfAWhitePhoenix “I see blood on you….whose blood is that?”

@OfWorthyCaptain “You make it so easy!” She’s prepared to bolt!

@OfAWhitePhoenix "It's payback for all those Captain Safety and grandpa jokes." She can't stop the tickling!!

Rolls up sleeves. It's Tickles time.

@OfXWingPilot — liking Earth so far anyways? I’ve been meaning to ask, I imagine it must be a little boring compared to other planets.”

@OfXWingPilot — of chips to Poe’s other side and lifted her hips so she could also get under the blankets. By the time the theme started playing, she settled in, adjusting her body to be closer to Poe’s. She wasn’t quite resting on him, but her shoulder was leaning into his. “How you —

a league of her own.

@OfWorthyCaptain — sidewalk before him. Theresfter, she handed Steve the helmet to let him store it as he deemed necessary and tucked her hands into her pockets. “So, what’s this fancy art exhibition?“

@OfWorthyCaptain — them. Once Steve pulled into a parking spot, she slid the helmet off her head and stopped midway through, staring at him. “Am I alive? Dude, you’re the only motorcyclist I know that goes 5 below the speed limit!” She laughed as she slid off the back and moved to stand on the —

@OfXWingPilot — with her legs. Jean’s smirk, in turn, broadened as she worked her pale hands under his shirt and felt his abs directly under her touch. Inch by inch, she slowly moved them up, her body leaning more and more forward until her lips hovered over his. “Wouldn’t you say?”

@OfXWingPilot — lips and she giggled, the scruff of his shaded beard tickling her neck. “You know,” she started, “seems like you’re now overdressed for the occasion.” Before he could say anything, she used her hip to flip both their bodies over and she eagerly moved to straddle his hips —