࿐𝓦𝓪𝓭𝓮 𝓦𝓲𝓵𝓼𝓸𝓷, 𝓓𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓹𝓸𝓸𝓵࿐

❛—𝑺𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒚, 𝑰 𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒉𝒖𝒎𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒐 𝒅𝒆𝒇𝒍𝒆𝒄𝒕 𝒎𝒚 𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒆𝒔. 𝑷𝒍𝒖𝒔, 𝑰'𝒎 𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔. 𝑺𝒐 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒆.❜ 🅼🅴🆁🅲🅆🄸🅃🄷 🅰🄼🄾🅄🅃🄷 ⚔ Revamped account ⚔ Literate / descriptive ⚔ Crossover friendly ⚔ RT?

#WomanCrushWednesday @QuodDeamMorte “Death! You broke that unspoken rule we have. You know, the one about red being my thing. I mean, you don’t bleed after all. Ok, you can wear it this time, but only because you look bangable in it. Love you.”

#WomanCrushWednesday @QuodDeamMorte “Death… I’m going to say something, but don’t kill me, ok? Baby, we need to talk. You’re way too classy and sophisticated for me. It’s not you; it’s me. You look great but I look like a pizza with herpes. I can’t help but love you, though.”

#WomanCrushWednesday @QuodDeamMorte “You know what that look does to me, baby. What do you want me to do? Reap a coupla dozen souls for you? Blow myself up for a conjugal visit? Just name it and consider it done. Love you.”

#WomanCrushWednesday @QuodDeamMorte “Hey beautiful! Is it true what they say? That magenta’s have more fun? I hope you’ll let me test it out. Love you.”

#WomanCrushWednesday @QuodDeamMorte “Yes. The answer to the question is yes. As long as the question is ‘would you die to be with me?’. I just wish I could stay dead longer than an episode of The Golden Girls. Love you Death.”

“I took her to prom back in the day.”

// Yeah, I’ve been waiting on that day longer than I’ve been waiting for an ‘edit’ feature on Tweets.

Thanks Diego!

Wonders what his friend @GothamsQuinnpin has been up to. It’s time they had another misadventure.

#WomanCrushWednesday @QuodDeamMorte “You’re crushing this new look, Death! Are you a sexy Pilgrim or a naughty schoolgirl? Maybe… a sexy naughty Pilgrim schoolgirl? Either way, I’m about to wreck you. Love you.”

#WomanCrushWednesday @QuodDeamMorte “Reap me. Reap me now! Before I have another accident. You’re just too damned hot for a simple merc like me. Love you Death.”

#WomanCrushWednesday @QuodDeamMorte “What’s wrong baby girl? Looks like someone licked the sprinkles off your ice cream cone? Come sit on Wadey’s lap and let me help you turn that frown upside down. Love you.”

“Who?”

“See? I’ve got goosebumps all over me. Ok, so you’ll have to take my word on that, but I really do.” The merc’s writer smashed that DM button and tidied things up a bit. Yes, it really had been that long.

“And this is why we’re perfect for each other. You know what I want even before I want it. Love you, Death. Want to take this into DM’s?”