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Hey Guys it's been a while since I started this tumblr account. I have some updates to the rules of my page:

I'm cool with spicier scenes but I will still not be writing sex (it doesn't suit my fancy but definitely not kink shaming ;)

I cooler with cussing. A shit ton cooler.

I'll probably use more he/she pronouns in my stories (I won't forget about my non-binary friends tho!).

Feel free to make asks or write continuations to any of the stories I've written (tag me so I can see it! :). I want to see creativity in a different way than mine!

They say when bears appear, Opossums will play dead, regardless of whether that’s the best way to survive. They simply fall to the ground and pray that the bear is not hungry. 

And as Villain draws closer, I can’t help but feel a certain kinship with the Opossum. 

But of course, what they say, isn’t always true. Opossums, when scared, enter a catatonic state - not out of choice; not out of strategic thinking - they simply fall to the ground, every muscle paralyzed. They do not recover until at least an hour after the danger has passed. 

That must be why I can’t move, even as Villain brushes the hair out of my face, even as he speaks.

Dear Hero, 

Please meet me at Cherry-Bell lane next to the park at two AM sharp. And do come alone; it would be a pain to hide anything more than one dead body tonight. 

The A.I.’s voice sounded almost human as it spoke words Villain had never written in them, “I want to break up.”

Vigilante: I’m a vigilante not a Villain there is a difference

Hero: You nearly killed five people last week!