Robert Valentine
@sonofwar.bsky.social
I am your darkest moment….|| #PJORP|| Mun is 25+
He sighed and hugged her close placing his head on top of hers.
"alright, for myself..."
"alright, for myself..."
January 18, 2025 at 3:25 AM
He sighed and hugged her close placing his head on top of hers.
"alright, for myself..."
"alright, for myself..."
"My father doesn't think with his dick. He has a harem because he's lonely..."
January 14, 2025 at 1:33 AM
"My father doesn't think with his dick. He has a harem because he's lonely..."
"I'm sorry I don't think with my dick like someone else."
January 14, 2025 at 1:29 AM
"I'm sorry I don't think with my dick like someone else."
"Too.... be a better person.. for you?"
January 14, 2025 at 1:26 AM
"Too.... be a better person.. for you?"
"Who knows, maybe you were a gift from another god."
Shrugs.
"All I know is my line will continue, will yours?"
Shrugs.
"All I know is my line will continue, will yours?"
January 14, 2025 at 1:23 AM
"Who knows, maybe you were a gift from another god."
Shrugs.
"All I know is my line will continue, will yours?"
Shrugs.
"All I know is my line will continue, will yours?"
"Oh so he's shooting blanks? That's why your cabin is as weak as it is?"
January 14, 2025 at 1:21 AM
"Oh so he's shooting blanks? That's why your cabin is as weak as it is?"
"Which of our dads has had more consensual relationships?"
January 14, 2025 at 1:16 AM
"Which of our dads has had more consensual relationships?"
"I'm sorry, but which of the two of us has a manwh0re for a father?"
January 14, 2025 at 1:13 AM
"I'm sorry, but which of the two of us has a manwh0re for a father?"
"You have a low opinion of my father, douche bag. My father isn't gonna do anything to her."
January 14, 2025 at 1:09 AM
"You have a low opinion of my father, douche bag. My father isn't gonna do anything to her."
"Don't bother, because she doesn't give two shits about you. Leave her alone. Whatever my dad is doing is just to rile me up."
January 14, 2025 at 1:06 AM
"Don't bother, because she doesn't give two shits about you. Leave her alone. Whatever my dad is doing is just to rile me up."
"Why do you give a fuck?"
January 14, 2025 at 1:02 AM
"Why do you give a fuck?"
"what the fuck are you even talking about you dumbass?"
January 14, 2025 at 12:44 AM
"what the fuck are you even talking about you dumbass?"
"About what? Quit being all cryptic."
January 14, 2025 at 12:40 AM
"About what? Quit being all cryptic."
"And?"
He looks at her a bit confused.
"And... I'm... going to try?"
He looks at her a bit confused.
"And... I'm... going to try?"
January 14, 2025 at 12:39 AM
"And?"
He looks at her a bit confused.
"And... I'm... going to try?"
He looks at her a bit confused.
"And... I'm... going to try?"
"What are you even talking about?"
January 13, 2025 at 4:20 PM
"What are you even talking about?"
“They’re an apology. That’s what they mean anyway. Deimos helped me out. I wanted to say I was sorry.”
January 13, 2025 at 3:51 PM
“They’re an apology. That’s what they mean anyway. Deimos helped me out. I wanted to say I was sorry.”
“Hey Rach.”
He shifts awkwardly before holding out the bouquet for her.
“These are for you.”
He shifts awkwardly before holding out the bouquet for her.
“These are for you.”
January 13, 2025 at 3:18 PM
“Hey Rach.”
He shifts awkwardly before holding out the bouquet for her.
“These are for you.”
He shifts awkwardly before holding out the bouquet for her.
“These are for you.”
Walking up to her holding a bouquet of flowers trying to get her attention.
“Rach!”
“Rach!”
January 13, 2025 at 1:10 PM
Walking up to her holding a bouquet of flowers trying to get her attention.
“Rach!”
“Rach!”
He looked at the bouquet and looked confused by how the flowers could mean anything like that, but he shrugged dropping the sword to the ground letting it turn back into a useless stick.
"Thank, Deimos. I hope she likes it."
He took the bouquet from his brother.
"Thank, Deimos. I hope she likes it."
He took the bouquet from his brother.
January 11, 2025 at 2:55 AM
He looked at the bouquet and looked confused by how the flowers could mean anything like that, but he shrugged dropping the sword to the ground letting it turn back into a useless stick.
"Thank, Deimos. I hope she likes it."
He took the bouquet from his brother.
"Thank, Deimos. I hope she likes it."
He took the bouquet from his brother.