Willow Evans.
@BrokenLayerz
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βπΆπππππ πππ π‘βπ π£π’ππππππππ ππ ππ¦ ππ’ππππ π.β || OCRP. 21+. MDNI. Adult Content. Poly/Selective || #Gold β’β’No DMβsβ’β’
New Zealand.
Joined January 2020
Crushes.
βI want to kiss her so badly, to feel her body on mine, to melt under her touch. Why does she affect me so deeply? Am I fated to fall like the kings of the Roman Empire?β Watching her like a snake in the Garden of Eden.
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βI want to kiss her so badly, to feel her body on mine, to melt under her touch. Why does she affect me so deeply? Am I fated to fall like the kings of the Roman Empire?β Watching her like a snake in the Garden of Eden.
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βKissing is the moment desire finally speaks, touching is the slow confession it dares to make, and longing is the fire left behind when lips part but the heart still aches for more.β
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Willowβs Fantasies!
His name was never spoken aloud. But hers was. βWillow.β The word left his lips like a prayer that had waited centuries to be said. He did not say it loudly, nor with the hunger of a creature who devours without thought. He said it gently, as though the name itself was +
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βAn exert of a fantasy long desired, written by Willow Evans.
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It will be because I cannot stop loving the way you exist.β And in that quiet moment, she understood something terrifying and beautiful all at once, being chosen by a demon did not feel like being lost.
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felt almost protective; like the night itself had chosen to shield her. βWillow,β he said again, softer this time, as though the name belonged to him now and always had. βIf I make you my favorite sin, it will not be because I want to consume you.β A pause. A breath. +
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narrowed to the space between them. She realized then that his hunger was not the kind that ends in ruin. It was the kind that lingers. The kind that chooses one soul and refuses every other. When he leaned closer, his forehead nearly touching hers, the shadows around them +
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he would never forget the feeling. βYou are not something I would destroy,β he whispered softly, his voice carrying a warmth that did not belong to hell or darkness or anything wicked. βYou are something I would keep.β Willowβs breath caught, and for a moment the world +
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for the briefest second before brushing a strand of her hair back from her face. The touch was impossibly gentle, like he feared she might vanish if he wasnβt careful. And yet there was something intense beneath it, a quiet certainty that once he touched her, +
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feeling that made the world sharper, brighter, more real. She tilted her chin just slightly, meeting his eyes as if she refused to be small in front of him. That was when his expression changed. Not cruel. Not predatory. Devoted. His hand rose slowly, hesitating +
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more, something that had simply lived too long without being seen. βShe is not afraid,β he murmured, almost in wonder. βNot of me.β Willowβs heart trembled, but not with terror. It felt like standing at the edge of something beautiful and dangerous all at once, the kind of +
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long moment before she understood what it meant. The demon stopped just before her, close enough that the shadows curled around both of them like a shared secret. His gaze softened when it rested on her, and for a heartbeat he looked less like something born of darkness and +
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fragile enough to break. Willow felt it settle around her like warm twilight. The room had grown quiet, impossibly quiet, as if even the air had chosen to listen. She did not step back when he approached. Something deep inside her knew she had been walking toward this +
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His name was never spoken aloud. But hers was. βWillow.β The word left his lips like a prayer that had waited centuries to be said. He did not say it loudly, nor with the hunger of a creature who devours without thought. He said it gently, as though the name itself was +
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βSomeday.β
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https://t.co/i8cOUIdxBy good afternoon. your muse is fine. your oc is fine. your writing is fine. all these bad days in the community will blow over. youβll find awesome writing partners. continue spreading awareness on things that matter. you are loved and appreciated by people.
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