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Crash Land || symbiotesoldier

rageinmyheart:


"Then we done shopping, correct?" she asked him, slamming the door open and stared around at the attendants who stood around are for a moment before she gave them a deathly glare then shooing them all away. "This should be sufficient enough." She commented, staring at the plain white sundress she was wearing from the mirror that stood nearby. 

"And… thank you, I know I look good."

"Modest too…so modest..", Flash grumbled under his breath. If the night kept up like this, Bleez was going to leave a score of terrified civilians in her wake, Best to get a move on, before the clerks kicked them out. Flash paid for her dress, and tossed in a little extra just to make up for all the trouble, than led his alien companion back outside in the cool, night breeze.

"So it’s Friday night, it’s early in the evening yet…where uh…where would you like to see next?"


Crash Land || symbiotesoldier

rageinmyheart:


"Whatever you say," she replied to him, grabbing the clothing once he did as what she told him to do before she quickly slipped it on. She observed herself in the mirror for a moment, noting that the dress contemplated the curves on her body well and the fabric reminded her of the silk and soft clothes she use to own back at Havania. 

"So… what do you think?" she asked him, spreading her arms out and did a small spin. 

Flash stepped back and looked at her once she was clothed again. His blush only deepened. She looked…absolutely stunning. It was strange seeing the fierce warrior woman in such casual clothing…but it wasn’t bad, no…far from it. He cleared his throat and flashed her a thumbs up and a smirk.

"I…think you look great, Bleez…amazing.",


Crash Land || symbiotesoldier

rageinmyheart:


"My wings are going to be in the way," she said to him, ignoring the clerk’s protests as Flash follows her into one of the dressing one until she slammed the door shut loudly. "Please cut the dress for me so my wings can fit through." She informed him, already in the process of removing her clothes.

"Umm…yeah, sure…you’re gonna wear it, right? I kind of…have to buy it if we do this.", Flash blushed, catching a glimpse of Bleez’s naked body once more as she stripped of his clothing. He focused on the dress, ripping two holes in the back just big enough for her wings to easily slide on through.


dead-poolanon:

Flash Thompson confronting his dad, had to hurt. A lot.


thatfamousdeadgirl:

symbiotesoldier:

"You, me, bed, now."


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dead-poolanon:

Agent Venom

dead-poolanon:

Agent Venom


psyllocke:

Remember that time Betsy had to kill Warren, and while he was dying she cradled him in her lap and gave him years of memories of their could-be future together, with children and happiness and love that lasted till their late years, so he would be comforted that he had led a full life with her by his side. And how her heart was torn when she felt his consciousness dwindling to emptiness while his body disintegrated. 

Yeah. Me too. 


thatfamousdeadgirl:

symbiotesoldier:

"You, me, bed, now."


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bluedogeyes:

Catwoman #3. unseen pages by Guillem March

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symbiotesoldier: You are mine 

favoredbybast:

symbiotesoldier:

favoredbybast:

"Oh really now? Care to try and prove it?" she raised a brow

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