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@sstarkism 
              *).   bpd is truly such a challenge. relate hard. best wishes ! 

ID.  @sstarkism 
            
            * ╱╱  sending love your way as a fellow bpd baddie 

*     luv u my shayla 

@sstarkism,            “i don’t know,  i guess i'm developing a new taste for cold men nowadays.  come on,  mr.  stark.  let’s not be irrational here—i haven’t done anything to warrant any attention from you,  or the avengers.”    deadpool’s shoulders rise into a shrug,  brows furrow and knit together.    “especially after you rejected my application.  well,  i know i didn’t do it in the best way..  but that’s mean even for you,  right?  where’s the good cop,  captain america?”

@6thsens       ⎊        skip the fight and go straight to holding hands?  that's cute.  but if you weren’t really asking, i'm not really agreeing.

—no?  ..uh,  i guess i also wasn’t really asking.

@sstarkism 
            
              well, the personality is just about the same between models, i guess . thanks , I had him, though - just to be clear . 

@balletspidr         ⎊           well, your stark must be one of the quieter models.  i'm the deluxe version—comes with bad decisions, witty comebacks, and the occasional heroic entrance.   lucky you.

“  must be,  ”   she mirrors his words as she brings her glass to her lips,  taking a small sip of the cold juice.   a small downward smile makes it way on her features in response to his remark.  “  i’m sure the people would l͟o͟v͟e͟ that. ”  she could imagine him doing such a thing even though it sounded ridiculous.  tessa watches the people ahead of them,  drunken laughter and side conversations of gossip happening.   the only familiar face she knew was the man that stood beside her who had now broken her personal bubble.  instinctively,  she turns her head to face him,  intrigued by his simple words.  she feigns a surprised gasp,  speaking softly with a playful undertone.  “ is t͟h͟e͟ tony stark being modest right now?  ”

@terminalwebs        ⎊         tony lets out a soft laugh, the kind that says he’s used to being talked about—but not always with that particular brand of dry honesty.   ❛  only eleven? must be a quiet night.    ❜  he takes a slow, measured sip from his glass.    ❛   next time i'll bring a marching band—make sure no one misses the point.   ❜  he leans in just enough to suggest he’s about to let her in on something privileged, voice dipping to a mock-conspiratorial tone.   ❛    truth is, i'm not the center of attention either. i just happen to be standing where the lights are brightest.    ❜  

tessa wasn’t one to be the center of attention—  even when she was out saving lives and fighting crime.   the glass she held is filled with cranberry juice,  hoping to give off the idea of some type of wine she never liked.    “ the food is good.  i had a few of those,  uhm,  bruschetta slices. ”   the brunette finally looks over to him,  as if on cue with his glance.   “  ah yes.  i think i’ve heard about eleven people mention your name in the last  thirty minutes.  really great conversation starter.  ”   while her tone is flat,  calm,  there’s a hint of playfulness.  

*   pls <3

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