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/. Does anyone write in the Naruto verse?

“Something I ask myself more and more lately.”

+ {Is he cute? Or is he just tall?} Jane eyes the man up and down. Recovering with a minuscule shake of the head, she cleared her throat. “Aaaah… What makes you think I’m a good thing?”

“It’s a good thing, Quill.”

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*Well THATS an image she’s never going to get out of her head.*

“Oh really?” She said, feeling the the oh-so hard to ignore spark of annoyance his very presence brought. “How’s that cheek of yours feeling?” She said with raised brow, remembering the first time she met the God of mischief.

With the strong urge to roll her eyes at him, Jane’s normally lush brims tightened into a thin line while she cast him in the glaring shadow of her ‘stink-eye’. “They do. They also teach us not to be so openly rude to one another.”

And so it begins…

{YAAAY! I honestly feel like Unakitty right now. youtu.be/Vkz8BLBJ9_I

…. Makin’ plans to hit Peter with her SUV next.

*Wonders why Peter is walking around in a onesie…?*

“Why thank you, my dear Thor. And yes, yes I do.”

||#ooc *that moment you realise you need to make a new intro tweet because roughly 283848 new marvel movies came out since you last RPed…*

[Muse: youtu.be/91XddE9hG24?list=PL…] “An apology would be nice, yes.” The Astrophysicist retorts back, folding her arms and inevitably crumpling her handful of papers at the same time. »

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༄: ─ [@TheBIackWidow] ✧ * : ･ﾟStill Searching * : ･ﾟ✧ [Begin - youtube.com/watch?v=VQ7iWnKy…] “C’mon Jane, please can we go home? I’m tired and Erik’s an old man. He needs sleep.” “I am not old!” Barked the patriarch. “I’m just… Well »