dead man walking

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                                       HOLY WATER CANNOT HELP YOU NOW.

follow the new blog thing. i’m doing greeters.

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                                      DEVIILSKEEPER:                                        you either die a hero, or you live long                               enough to watch yourself to become the villain.

archie would consider himself a morning person, particularly when he woke up with a certain somebody straddling his waist. hues flickered almost cutely, he wasn’t completely out of his slumber but this was waking him up quicker than any alarm clock ever would, he kisses her back momentarily a small whine escaping his lips as he gained the certain energy to flip them around so he was now ontop of her. ❝you want something from me, little one?❞

as he flipped them, and dakota's back was now on the sheets, she couldn't help but let out a quiet squeak. she tilted her head to the side, gave a thoughtful hum, as her palms rested on his torso. ❝little one. you should know by now that i'm anythin' by little.❞ dakota's voice still remained raspy from having just woken up, though the flirtatious tone had never ceased to remain as such. ❝i could get used to you bein' on top of me, y'know.❞