Looking for more SLs. Crossover friendly. Please favorite/DM if interested. RT?

I'm Dean. New to Twitter. As descriptive as you are. SV. Looking for an angel in a trench coat. RT?

// Don't let anyone tell you how you should RP a character. It's YOUR account, it's YOUR interpretation, and it's meant to make YOU happy ❤️

"My girl's pops is here? 'M out. Bye."

"Welp, he just brought up the fact we're screwin'. 'M awkward. I ain' ever met anyone's dad 'fore." x.com/bitchinnerdess…

"Though I don' like lyin', I'll say 'no' t'save m' ass right now." x.com/blasmicacquite…

Group Message Reply: Ain't sure where my girl's at, but we'll be there once she's home. Aвιɢαιl Wιɴcнeѕтer Aαlιyαн Crαwғord

— [Aαlιyαн Crαwғord]

— [Aαlιyαн Crαwғord.]

— [ Text : Aαlιyαн Crαwғord. ] Get home, babe. I've got something for you. Love you.

[ Text: Aαlιyαн Crαwғord. ] It's in the bedroom. It can wait if we need to go. Need me to come out so we can go? Or you coming in?

Instead of responding to Aαlιyαн Crαwғord with another message, Dean pocketed his phone and awaited his girl, laid horizontally on the —

— bed, surrounded by an aggregation of gifts for Aαlιyαн Crαwғord. And /all/ for her. Why? Because she —

— fucking deserved it, and /so/ much more. [Aαlιyαн Crαwғord]

In the midst of the gift he had for Aαlιyαн Crαwғord, Dean sat upright on the mattress and offered a grin. "Heya, babe…" —

— Victoria's Secret, a giant teddy, flowers, and clothing all set up for Aαlιyαн Crαwғord' eyes when she entered the room.

─ " I'm in love with this man. He amazes me everyday. Must be somethin' special."

─ " It's the finished product. Na. . Na. . Na. . Bat Cave. Kidding. . I'm not Batman."

"The /fuck/ have I missed?"

Verdant hues traveled to Aαlιyαн Crαwғord' stomach, uncertain as to what grew within it.