Smart. Sexy. Funny. Beautiful. Marry me please.
You are too kind. Thank you 😘
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“Avoiding danger is no safer in the long run than outright exposure. Life is either a daring adventure or nothing.”
H. Keller
Taking a moment to reflect on what an adventure life has been this last year. Grateful for every moment as I shift gears to jump into the holidays ❤️
Cheers to a beautiful day!
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Faithful!
...cause all my life You have been faithful!!!
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If someone had told her a few months ago that she'd be dating you now, she would have laughed scornfully. She thought you were an unattractive loser who was a bit weird. Then she found herself sitting next to you on a train and her her heart sank; having to make polite conversation with you seemed like a dreadful prospect. You turned out to be really great guy though, and she soon felt very relaxed with you and enjoyed your company. When the train pulled into the station you helped her with her bags, and then asked her for her number (you were very nervous, but managed to act cool and confident). She surprised herself by giving it to you, but is now very glad that she did.
You'd admired her for so long, and never thought that you would ever have any chance with her. She was classy and gorgeous, and far too good for someone like you. Literally, she was your dream girl - you had fantasised about her so many times. She'd always been cold and indifferent towards you, and constantly seemed to be going out with one jerk or another who treated her like rubbish and broke her heart.
She really likes the way you touch her, you always make her feel so good. You're sensual and considerate with her and she enjoys being appreciated by you. You know how to handle her; intuitively understanding when to be gentle with her, and when she needs you to be firm with her. Actually, she really likes it when you're firm with her, it turns her on very much. You're so strong, she feels safe and cared for when you hold her in your arms. You're not her usual "type" but now she's got to know you a little is discovering that you press all the right buttons for her. The first time in bed together was amazing, and it has just kept getting better since then - you're such an accomplished lover. You're smart, funny, and interesting and she loves spending time with you. She thinks you're really awesome...and you truly are.
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Found this old snippet and don't really remember of the context for it outside of being a joking exploration of how weird the Fenton/Phantom family tree would seem to outsiders (not even getting into how relationships might be classified differently between the human side & the ghost side)
Anyway gonna drop it here as a prompt lol
Mind the quick reference to dismemberment, there's no gore or detailed description and no one is actually hurt, it's more there for comedic effect, but still wanted to give the heads up on it 👍
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Nomad motioned to the towering, vaguely vampire-looking buff dude with literal flaming hair what the fuck, “Dan, this is everyone. Everyone this is Dan. He’s my…” Nomad trailed off and blinked, a look of confused befuddlement on her face as she let the sentence hang for too long.
“Huh…” She said considering, looking up at vampire-dude, Dan apparently, with a confused furrow on her brow. “You know this is the first time I’ve ever had to try and explain our relationship to each other and I’m drawing a blank and what exactly to call you. Uncle? Dad? Brother? Like, I think you could technically be considered all three.”
What the fuck did that mean??? Kon snapped his attention over to meet Tim’s masked gaze, the look of wild confusion Kon was sure was on his own face mirrored there. Around the meeting room confused and worried looks were being shared by the rest of the League. Which like, yeah, what in the Habsburgs was happening here for all of those terms to be applicable?
“Well, you’re Danny’s Mirror, so if you consider him your dad then it stands to reason I’m also your father.” Dan said, hand coming up to his - literally flaming, how did that work? - goatee thoughtfully.
“Yeah but like, I call Danny dad just to piss Vlad off.” Nomad countered, toying with her severed arm with her still attached hand. Kon didn’t think he’d ever get over how casual she was about being literally disarmed and just…not caring. “And I definitely don’t see you as a dad. Uncle?”
The giant of a ghost shook his head with a frown, “Implies that Danny and I are brothers, which could work but gives our relationship kind of a weird vibe. I feel more like his father than anything.”
“Gramps, then?”
“No.”
Nomad laughed, “Fair, wouldn’t want to take the title of Grampa away from CW. Besides we’re both half Vlad, so I think brother works best here.” She frowned, looking thoughtful, “Maybe half brother?”
Dan considered, “Half-brother could work. Though it gives Vlad more credit than he deserves.”
“Oh come on, can you imagine the look on his face if we went in together on suing him for child support?” Nomad asked, fanged grin wicked. Dan’s face lit up at the idea, and Kon felt like they were rapidly heading towards the two ghosts running off to go and go torment whoever this Vlad guy was rather then them help deal with the current demonic problem at hand.
“Can you please explain what any of that means?” Kon asked, more a squeak than anything else. He was starting to get a headache.
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Lots to be extremely grateful for this year! But above all, I'm grateful for the amazing connections and friendships here ❤️
Thank you for following along and sharing my life adventures 😘
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