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𝐁𝐚𝐛𝐲, 𝐈 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐞
𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐩𝐞
𝐁𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧' 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭
𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐨 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 ~
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𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐩𝐞
𝐁𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧' 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭
𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐨 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 ~
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February 15, 2026 at 11:12 AM
𝐁𝐚𝐛𝐲, 𝐈 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐞
𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐩𝐞
𝐁𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧' 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭
𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐨 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 ~
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𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐩𝐞
𝐁𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧' 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭
𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐨 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 ~
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a possessiveness she found she liked. a warm that she had desperately sought out this winter.
“ so are you … ”
“ so are you … ”
"... You are very smart. "
He couldn't have quite found those words, but he'd resignate with them. She was right... these insects ate the carcus of this world. And... now he is starting to wrap her a bit closer... almost possessively.
He couldn't have quite found those words, but he'd resignate with them. She was right... these insects ate the carcus of this world. And... now he is starting to wrap her a bit closer... almost possessively.
she’d probably never pull away now.
“ so many insects … destroying this world and feasting on the remains. it’s sickening. they deserve to be squashed. ”
“ so many insects … destroying this world and feasting on the remains. it’s sickening. they deserve to be squashed. ”
February 15, 2026 at 6:31 AM
a possessiveness she found she liked. a warm that she had desperately sought out this winter.
“ so are you … ”
“ so are you … ”
she’d probably never pull away now.
“ so many insects … destroying this world and feasting on the remains. it’s sickening. they deserve to be squashed. ”
“ so many insects … destroying this world and feasting on the remains. it’s sickening. they deserve to be squashed. ”
" Some bugs are bigger than others...
More vile... I just... handle those insects... "
There was venom in his tone, but it was clearly not for her. His grip on her coming back...if she didn't pull away before he doubted she would now.
More vile... I just... handle those insects... "
There was venom in his tone, but it was clearly not for her. His grip on her coming back...if she didn't pull away before he doubted she would now.
“ no … if so, i’m a monster as well. ”
ivy didn’t pull away. not even an inch.
ivy didn’t pull away. not even an inch.
February 15, 2026 at 6:09 AM
she’d probably never pull away now.
“ so many insects … destroying this world and feasting on the remains. it’s sickening. they deserve to be squashed. ”
“ so many insects … destroying this world and feasting on the remains. it’s sickening. they deserve to be squashed. ”
a soft laugh escaped her between those kisses.
She leans in and plants another kiss…
And another…
And another…
And another…
And another…
And another…
And another…
a soft grin as she leaned into the touch
February 15, 2026 at 6:08 AM
a soft laugh escaped her between those kisses.
“ no … if so, i’m a monster as well. ”
ivy didn’t pull away. not even an inch.
ivy didn’t pull away. not even an inch.
" from a certain point of view...
but are we monsters if we step on bugs? "
he'd just lean his head back a bit. giving her some more space incase she wanted to pull away.
but are we monsters if we step on bugs? "
he'd just lean his head back a bit. giving her some more space incase she wanted to pull away.
“ are you a monster? ”
she’d peak up once more.
she’d peak up once more.
February 15, 2026 at 5:32 AM
“ no … if so, i’m a monster as well. ”
ivy didn’t pull away. not even an inch.
ivy didn’t pull away. not even an inch.
a soft grin as she leaned into the touch
Giggling and blushing, brushing the hair out of her face bashfully.
big smooch.
February 15, 2026 at 5:31 AM
a soft grin as she leaned into the touch
big smooch.
She puckers up.
fineeee.
February 15, 2026 at 5:06 AM
big smooch.
“ are you a monster? ”
she’d peak up once more.
she’d peak up once more.
" we are the world makes us, sometimes it wants a monster. "
He wouldnt stop her, the classic burns, cute and deeper wounds of someone who lives dangerously.
He wouldnt stop her, the classic burns, cute and deeper wounds of someone who lives dangerously.
she’d examine each scar, moving her hands so fingers tips ran along each and every one.
“ i know how it is .. all too well. ”
“ i know how it is .. all too well. ”
February 15, 2026 at 5:06 AM
“ are you a monster? ”
she’d peak up once more.
she’d peak up once more.
cue a small nod.
Ted looks over her shoulder to see the book in her hands. "Oh '
“ of my book. ”
February 15, 2026 at 5:06 AM
cue a small nod.
fineeee.
Puppy eyes.
perhaps.
February 15, 2026 at 5:05 AM
fineeee.
“ of my book. ”
He looks around, wondering what's happening. "What is?"
“ shhh, this is my favorite part. ”
February 15, 2026 at 1:58 AM
“ of my book. ”
she’d examine each scar, moving her hands so fingers tips ran along each and every one.
“ i know how it is .. all too well. ”
“ i know how it is .. all too well. ”
hands riddled with deep scars, even across fingers. but he was still fairly delicate, turning her hand over once to peer at them.
" i am not that familiar with literature of its time. but, knowing that the monster isn't what is made, but that which makes it... i can relate too. "
" i am not that familiar with literature of its time. but, knowing that the monster isn't what is made, but that which makes it... i can relate too. "
“ a beautiful book. ahead of its time really. ”
her eyes moved to their hands, watching.
her eyes moved to their hands, watching.
February 15, 2026 at 1:58 AM
she’d examine each scar, moving her hands so fingers tips ran along each and every one.
“ i know how it is .. all too well. ”
“ i know how it is .. all too well. ”
perhaps.
Kiss?
mhm?
February 15, 2026 at 1:51 AM
perhaps.
oh, waylon is around?
February 15, 2026 at 1:51 AM
oh, waylon is around?
🌱 replies at work. 💕
February 14, 2026 at 11:09 PM
🌱 replies at work. 💕
“ a beautiful book. ahead of its time really. ”
her eyes moved to their hands, watching.
her eyes moved to their hands, watching.
" ah, a classic. "
he hadn't read that much, but he had picked up some of the classics several times. finishing them was harder...
but he'd give her fingers a gentle, comfortable squeeze as they laced.
he hadn't read that much, but he had picked up some of the classics several times. finishing them was harder...
but he'd give her fingers a gentle, comfortable squeeze as they laced.
“ Frankenstein. a favorite. ”
her hands moved to his own, gently lacing fingers.
her hands moved to his own, gently lacing fingers.
February 14, 2026 at 12:37 PM
“ a beautiful book. ahead of its time really. ”
her eyes moved to their hands, watching.
her eyes moved to their hands, watching.
“ shhh, this is my favorite part. ”
"Can I help you with something?*
plopping in the reader’s lap.
February 14, 2026 at 12:36 PM
“ shhh, this is my favorite part. ”
Reposted by 𝐢𝐯𝐲 🌱
"I'm not looking to be anything but myself. If you want to put me into a cage, I'll break out and soar above the judgement and hate as a true hero."
August 27, 2025 at 11:19 PM
"I'm not looking to be anything but myself. If you want to put me into a cage, I'll break out and soar above the judgement and hate as a true hero."
small shiver.
back under the blankets.
back under the blankets.
February 14, 2026 at 8:44 AM
small shiver.
back under the blankets.
back under the blankets.
mhm?
woaow
📲
February 14, 2026 at 8:07 AM
mhm?
oh?
god those lips.
📲
February 14, 2026 at 8:07 AM
oh?
and the answer is yes!
Who’s your muse’s valentine?
February 14, 2026 at 8:07 AM
and the answer is yes!
“ Frankenstein. a favorite. ”
her hands moved to his own, gently lacing fingers.
her hands moved to his own, gently lacing fingers.
a few occasions shifts but mostly to hold her better...
if he didnt know better he'd have assumed she had a hold on his mind. Somehow making him calmer than normal.
" . . . what were you reading? "
if he didnt know better he'd have assumed she had a hold on his mind. Somehow making him calmer than normal.
" . . . what were you reading? "
and she sat in silence. just relaxing against him.
February 14, 2026 at 8:06 AM
“ Frankenstein. a favorite. ”
her hands moved to his own, gently lacing fingers.
her hands moved to his own, gently lacing fingers.
