.☘︎˙MOTHER NATURE.
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[OC 18+] Oh, my means to end, gotta improvise... If you need a friend, know I'm your ally ♡~
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🌿 𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘳, 𝙡𝙞𝙖𝙧 —— that's all i am, why are you surprised, love? you know that i deck the truth with syrup. 𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘳, 𝙡𝙞𝙖𝙧 —— who i'm to you? all that i can 𝒇𝙖𝙠𝙚 but my roots, spreading 𝙤𝙪𝙩𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙚 of my body. . .
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She's back. Who wants her?
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December 12, 2024 at 6:15 PM
She's back. Who wants her?
🌿.
heads up, i work, so i am here only during my more free-ish days, usually fri-mon. i am not ignoring anyone, i am simply busy~
see you soon.
heads up, i work, so i am here only during my more free-ish days, usually fri-mon. i am not ignoring anyone, i am simply busy~
see you soon.
November 15, 2024 at 8:56 AM
🌿.
heads up, i work, so i am here only during my more free-ish days, usually fri-mon. i am not ignoring anyone, i am simply busy~
see you soon.
heads up, i work, so i am here only during my more free-ish days, usually fri-mon. i am not ignoring anyone, i am simply busy~
see you soon.
“Owner of the World?”
She raised her fluffy brows, clearly not impressed.
“You are doing a poor job at ruling it, then. World's a mess full of idiots.”
She raised her fluffy brows, clearly not impressed.
“You are doing a poor job at ruling it, then. World's a mess full of idiots.”
November 12, 2024 at 2:37 PM
“Owner of the World?”
She raised her fluffy brows, clearly not impressed.
“You are doing a poor job at ruling it, then. World's a mess full of idiots.”
She raised her fluffy brows, clearly not impressed.
“You are doing a poor job at ruling it, then. World's a mess full of idiots.”
“Name's Briar. And you are?..”
November 12, 2024 at 2:29 PM
“Name's Briar. And you are?..”
My, what good eyes you have then.
November 12, 2024 at 2:26 PM
My, what good eyes you have then.
Serviceable? Quick fix? Rebecca is a mystery, one she is eager to explore, understand, consume...
“And what is it that you do with — heh! — poor regular people? Do you eat them? Dispose of them? Turn them into your little toys?”
Her left ear twitches, turning slightly.
“And what is it that you do with — heh! — poor regular people? Do you eat them? Dispose of them? Turn them into your little toys?”
Her left ear twitches, turning slightly.
“In the contrary, it’s refreshing. People react in binary, they either flee in terror or surrender in ecstasy.”
Rebecca’s eyes flick to the others lips, then back to the eyes. She smiles.
“Regular people are serviceable if I was looking for a quick fix. Irregular people like you are far nicer.”
Rebecca’s eyes flick to the others lips, then back to the eyes. She smiles.
“Regular people are serviceable if I was looking for a quick fix. Irregular people like you are far nicer.”
“Can't recall the last time I truly felt in danger.”
Her eyes wander for a moment, lost in her past, yet as she brings herself back to the present there's only confidence reflected in the pink glass.
“I'm not your regular human. If you are expecting me to tremble you might find yourself...”
Her eyes wander for a moment, lost in her past, yet as she brings herself back to the present there's only confidence reflected in the pink glass.
“I'm not your regular human. If you are expecting me to tremble you might find yourself...”
November 12, 2024 at 2:26 PM
Serviceable? Quick fix? Rebecca is a mystery, one she is eager to explore, understand, consume...
“And what is it that you do with — heh! — poor regular people? Do you eat them? Dispose of them? Turn them into your little toys?”
Her left ear twitches, turning slightly.
“And what is it that you do with — heh! — poor regular people? Do you eat them? Dispose of them? Turn them into your little toys?”
Her left ear twitches, turning slightly.
“Can't recall the last time I truly felt in danger.”
Her eyes wander for a moment, lost in her past, yet as she brings herself back to the present there's only confidence reflected in the pink glass.
“I'm not your regular human. If you are expecting me to tremble you might find yourself...”
Her eyes wander for a moment, lost in her past, yet as she brings herself back to the present there's only confidence reflected in the pink glass.
“I'm not your regular human. If you are expecting me to tremble you might find yourself...”
“It’s a beautiful danger. The type of danger you can’t ignore and can’t resist.”
She adjusts herself, fingers brushing the hair from her face.
“Like looking down a long tunnel, fixated on the light at the end. You could turn around but you know you won’t. It’s the end and you don’t care.”
She adjusts herself, fingers brushing the hair from her face.
“Like looking down a long tunnel, fixated on the light at the end. You could turn around but you know you won’t. It’s the end and you don’t care.”
White long bunny ear twitches, as she leans in too — nonchalant.
“Pray tell, dear, what kind of danger would that be?”
“Pray tell, dear, what kind of danger would that be?”
November 11, 2024 at 5:21 PM
“Can't recall the last time I truly felt in danger.”
Her eyes wander for a moment, lost in her past, yet as she brings herself back to the present there's only confidence reflected in the pink glass.
“I'm not your regular human. If you are expecting me to tremble you might find yourself...”
Her eyes wander for a moment, lost in her past, yet as she brings herself back to the present there's only confidence reflected in the pink glass.
“I'm not your regular human. If you are expecting me to tremble you might find yourself...”
White long bunny ear twitches, as she leans in too — nonchalant.
“Pray tell, dear, what kind of danger would that be?”
“Pray tell, dear, what kind of danger would that be?”
“You like truth or dare? That’s cute, I prefer another game. Truth or lies. I tell you something, and you decide if it’s true or a lie.”
She crosses one leg over the other, leaning into the chair. Rebecca loves this part.
“You are safe with me. Truth? Or lie?”
She leans closer.
“I think lie…”
She crosses one leg over the other, leaning into the chair. Rebecca loves this part.
“You are safe with me. Truth? Or lie?”
She leans closer.
“I think lie…”
November 11, 2024 at 4:10 PM
White long bunny ear twitches, as she leans in too — nonchalant.
“Pray tell, dear, what kind of danger would that be?”
“Pray tell, dear, what kind of danger would that be?”
@fromtheabyss.bsky.social
Rough, she says? Does that have to happen during the intercourse or would she mind a friendly-looking bunny taking a bite or two just like that?
Rough, she says? Does that have to happen during the intercourse or would she mind a friendly-looking bunny taking a bite or two just like that?
November 11, 2024 at 4:00 PM
@fromtheabyss.bsky.social
Rough, she says? Does that have to happen during the intercourse or would she mind a friendly-looking bunny taking a bite or two just like that?
Rough, she says? Does that have to happen during the intercourse or would she mind a friendly-looking bunny taking a bite or two just like that?
Now, now, would you look at that. So many cute faces, surely i won't get bored with you all~
Or will I? 💢
Or will I? 💢
November 11, 2024 at 2:29 PM
Now, now, would you look at that. So many cute faces, surely i won't get bored with you all~
Or will I? 💢
Or will I? 💢
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🖤🤍🖤𝐀𝐥𝐛𝐚 𝐀𝐭𝐞𝐫🤍🖤🤍
🖤𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐌𝐚𝐠𝐞🤍
𝐋𝐞𝐰𝐝 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐀𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝
𝐍𝐎 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐎𝐑𝐒
𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐬 𝐁𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐰
🖤𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐌𝐚𝐠𝐞🤍
𝐋𝐞𝐰𝐝 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐀𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝
𝐍𝐎 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐎𝐑𝐒
𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐬 𝐁𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐰
November 9, 2024 at 3:22 PM
🖤🤍🖤𝐀𝐥𝐛𝐚 𝐀𝐭𝐞𝐫🤍🖤🤍
🖤𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐌𝐚𝐠𝐞🤍
𝐋𝐞𝐰𝐝 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐀𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝
𝐍𝐎 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐎𝐑𝐒
𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐬 𝐁𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐰
🖤𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐌𝐚𝐠𝐞🤍
𝐋𝐞𝐰𝐝 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐀𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝
𝐍𝐎 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐎𝐑𝐒
𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐬 𝐁𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐰
🌿 𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘳, 𝙡𝙞𝙖𝙧 —— that's all i am, why are you surprised, love? you know that i deck the truth with syrup. 𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘳, 𝙡𝙞𝙖𝙧 —— who i'm to you? all that i can 𝒇𝙖𝙠𝙚 but my roots, spreading 𝙤𝙪𝙩𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙚 of my body. . .
November 11, 2024 at 2:11 PM
🌿 𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘳, 𝙡𝙞𝙖𝙧 —— that's all i am, why are you surprised, love? you know that i deck the truth with syrup. 𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘳, 𝙡𝙞𝙖𝙧 —— who i'm to you? all that i can 𝒇𝙖𝙠𝙚 but my roots, spreading 𝙤𝙪𝙩𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙚 of my body. . .