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//Couldn't really use my last fc. So fresh new look. Feel free to show her some love. ¤Lover of Men ¤Hunter ¤Literate ¤Descriptive ¤Ships will be based upon Chem ¤Still #Poisoned 💋🖤
"Oh c'mon. It'll be fun I promise. . ."
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//I love banter! I also love storylines so if anybody ever wants to, just shoot me a DM and we can plot some things!
She was pushing him and she definitely liked the reaction she was getting. As her lips curled into a smirk, the brunette took a few steps forward. "That suit of yours had a life once."
Michaelis was close to blowing a gasket, but he just stopped to stare at the flickering flame between his fingers. “I’m an Archangel, do you think I have a life?”
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She approached him, looking at his ears and shrugged as she continued her pelting. "Oh cmon, live a little!"
His ears became red hot as he did his best to turn away each piece of popcorn that came flying his way. “I need not. My ‘fun’ is sailing souls to the underworld.”
She ducked quickly as the kernel came back her way. Snickering she decided to keep pelting him with popcorn. "You need to learn to have fun!"
Heat channeled through him from Satan’s wrath popped it almost instantly, which flung it right back in her direction. As for the other room temperature kernel flying towards his head, he simply caught it mid-air, and crunched on it. Archangels certainly have their quirks...
Her eyes grew wide as she saw the flame appear. Obviously she would have to throw a kernel to see if it would pop. Would it be a good idea? Probably not. But she wanted to find out. She flicked the kernel towards his hand and another piece of popcorn at his face.
His potent green eyes broke ground and turned her way, tilting his head to ponder her reasoning. The Archangel snapped his fingers, immediately claiming a small flame between index and thumb.
She flicked a few pieces of popcorn his way. She was bored, so why not fuck with an Archangel.
He’s growing close to losing his sanity, as if he really had any to begin with... The thought of not being able to take the soul is scrambling the Archangel’s brain.
Don't fuck with her, she hasn't slept in 3 days and there's been no coffee.
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"I miss you more than you will ever know. . ."
"So many good looking men here. Man did I get lucky."
"Can we discuss all of the good looking men on my timeline? Like hot damn."