#MVRP
Ben is 18.
Straight.
NO LEWD.
Will SINGLE ship.
Only has 61 aliens right now.
NO DRAMA.
Boat goes binted.
Dark themes.
She’d relent, now focusing on what could come, rather than otherwise.
He was tough.
He grinned ear-to-ear as he enjoyed trying to hold her fist back.
He grinned ear-to-ear as he enjoyed trying to hold her fist back.
He grinned ear-to-ear as he enjoyed trying to hold her fist back.
He applauds with his top hands.
He applauds with his top hands.
He applauds with his top hands.
〝 I’d rather not. Besides, you have yet to hit me. I want to see your strength! 〞
"I get the feeling that you could really mess someone up."
"I get the feeling that you could really mess someone up."
Would he evade?
He cracked all of his knuckles and braced himself.
"I get the feeling that you could really mess someone up."
He cracked all of his knuckles and braced himself.
"Hey. Fourarms here. Wanna throw down?"
He cracked all of his knuckles and braced himself.
"Hey. Fourarms here. Wanna throw down?"
"Hey. Fourarms here. Wanna throw down?"
Might want to rethink that.
Might want to rethink that.
I don't fuck with clankers. If you DO use it, I'll block your forever.
No beep-boops here.
I don't fuck with clankers. If you DO use it, I'll block your forever.
No beep-boops here.
"I'm sorry, you totally don't seem scary."
"I'm sorry, you totally don't seem scary."
"Sup? Ben Tennyson."
"Sup? Ben Tennyson."
He just stared as his extremely durable body just absorbed the blows.
He just stared as his extremely durable body just absorbed the blows.
He missed going on patrol with the team, but he can adjust. He's Ben 10, after all!
He missed going on patrol with the team, but he can adjust. He's Ben 10, after all!