dear cherry , you're AMAZING and I am so happy to see you on my dash
what did i even do to get nice messages !!! i'm just vibing

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dear cherry , you're AMAZING and I am so happy to see you on my dash
what did i even do to get nice messages !!! i'm just vibing

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Ohhhh boy... Velvet, you've no idea how often I stalk your blog. I know we've only plotted a lil bit for now but I'm so excited to write with you & possibly plot a ship with you since you liked my ship call! Honestly I'm awed by your level of creativity when it comes to writing Mikey, there are NO LIMITS to your ideas & ability to develop him! You absolutely adore him - who can blame you? - and know him so well. I read your headcanons with intrigue & sometimes a chuckle due to your wit & the way you make Mikey so relatable. Here is a supernaturally based muse that isn't an atypical, predictable monster. You're not afraid to give Mikey human qualities & they honestly make him more interesting as time goes on. Never doubt your writing cuz honey, I'm loving what you do!
@comicbookcreature cont. from x
He’s more than A LITTLE DRUNK when Mikey puts his hand on his shoulder. To everyone else, it looks routine: their big boss being helped to his room yet again, drunk and high out of his mind on god knows what. It’s depressingly common. He staggers down the hallway, holding onto Mikey for support, just glad of the fact that he’s not going to be alone with his own thoughts tonight. The pressure of being Australia’s tennis future is too much for a twenty-year-old.
Once the hotel room door is safely shut behind them, Dave leans in closer to the other man, his hands on both of Mikey’s shoulders. “Stay with me.” He half-slurs, half-whispers, the smell of whiskey overpowering on his breath. “Please.” He buries his face into the crook of Mikey’s neck, still struggling to keep his balance.
@comicbookcreature sent: " do you have a better idea? "
"No, not really, I reckon." Still, he hangs his head in shame, with the knowledge that Michael's clearly really hurt that he's gotten married to Sophia on such short notice. "Look, you can't get angry with me Mikey, you just can't. What the fuck else did you expect me to do?"
@comicbookcreature asked: "how are you feeling?"
“I’ll be honest with you, mate. I’ve been better.” That’s a hell of an understatement, as he lays in the bed with his left leg in a cast. He’d just won W/imbledon, over Tommy, of all people, and gotten the world number one ranking back. Now, out of tennis tournaments for god knows how long, all of his hard work is sure to be undone. Dave isn’t in the best of moods, and it’s not just the constant pain from the broken bone.
“I thought you worked for Tommy nowadays, anyways. What the hell are you doing here?”

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@comicbookcreature sent: " i'm quitting. "
“You’re— what?” Dave had made it pretty clear to everyone NOT to bother him while he was in the middle of practice. The tennis ball bounces by his feet as he whirls around to face Mikey, racket still in hand. “You can’t fuckin’ do that.” He just about hisses, already annoyed at being interrupted. “What the fuck is wrong with you?”
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“That’s a cool fuckin’ bike.” His eyes light up with admiration and perhaps a touch of envy. Sure, Dave’s got a Porsche parked up back home, but his mother and his managers had been adamant that he was not going to have a motorbike. They were way too dangerous for Dave to be risking life and limb on, in their opinion--- but WHAT THE HELL did Dave care? “Bet you get all the fuckin’ chicks with that, huh?” It’s only half a joke.
@comicbookcreature cont. x.
"Y'know, as much as you might like to tell yourself otherwise, you're a horrible fuckin' liar, Mikey." Fortunately, Dave doesn't seem to be too bothered about the lie; he's giving the other man a knowing smirk. "I know that look when I see it, mate." He can't help himself, and he brushes his hand against Michael's ass, grinning devilishly the whole time. Almost as if to say, later.
"Diving on clay is hard. But hey, someone has to do it. I'm ready for grass court season."