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Im falling for This man even more, when a day pass my % is growing step by step.. ❤️‍🔥

They were not innocent!

A thing that i create for my new comic that i have in mind, i already did on X the first part now i Will continue if you want to see more let me know!

Andrew vance

My new o'c

His name is: ANDREW VANCE

He is an orphan, his parents were killed by someone inside the government, he was found by a woman that worked in a Orphanage.

he meet a little girl named MAYA they became a family always toghether no matter what family came for him she was always there with him, if the family refused to have her then he will refuse to go.

Years: 27

Nationality: Unknown

Signs: one eye is white from a Acid burn

When they get older he got a job and finally had enough money to go away from that Orphanage and bought a house, he went there with his stepsister

after 2 years maya was kidnapped by someone, that someone knew Andrew well, no one knows why, so he decided to do everything he could to find his sister, the police did nothing.

In this regard he had to take justice into his own hands, he started to work as an Hitman.

This job was created by a secret society called Dilulu.

If by any chance you found somewhere a marked symbol of a dragonfly with two tails, the Dilulu is in the area.

We don't know if is a good or bad group but we only know inside there are more that Millions of people, working with different things, it is thought that it was born to give justice to people who have never had anything or who have been deprived of everything.

He was really good at his job thats why everyone were always afraid of his name, he was Sharp as glass, silent as a panther, even if you wouldn't know it from his size, he is muscular but also massive, ready to take out anyone who tries to stop him from finding his sister.

The only thing that remain of his sister is a little plushie, a pink plushie of a toad.

He never wanted to hurt anyone, but unfortunately there are evil people who crushed normal people as if they were He never wanted to hurt anyone, but unfortunately there are evil people who crushed normal people as if they were ants, Since he was always born with nothing around him, he created his own idea.

Always give your best to protect those you love.

His weapon is a very sharp pocket knife, and a folding sniper, made especially for him.

Every time he comes home he starts crying because of too much pressure.

He is very anxious but when he is there he starts thinking about why he does these things and tries to control the anger that rises.

He likes to keep everything in order, even when he takes a target he always tries to hit in the middle of the forehead, the most lethal point.

Having so much free time in the orphanage, that he start reading more and more books, he knows a lot about the human body, in fact that's why no target comes back to life.

He likes Origami, his signature on the affected scenes is to always leave an origamo of a doll on the target.

it's their month

Are out there still fan of supernatural?

MY FAVORITE LOL

Are you sure you wanna write Adam and only one bed trope??????

AHAHAHAHAHA

AHAHAHAHAH OMGGGGG

“What the fuck do you mean there’s one bed you dumb bitch?”

You roll your eyes and thank the hotel concierge and take your bags toward the elevator. “She means,” you try to downplay his words. “The room we booked is only one bed and all that’s available.”

Adam rolls his eyes and quickly walks toward your assigned room. He jams the the key into the slot and opens the door. He throws his bag onto the bed and flops onto it. “Really? I thought she was talking to the people behind us. No shit there’s only one bed! I can fucking see that, I’m on the one bed!” He sighs and runs his hand down his face. “Don’t they know who the fuck I am??”

You roll your eyes and push his bags off the bed. “We’re literally in hell on a recon mission.” You sigh deeply and rub your eyebrows. “Lute couldn’t be here so I’m here with you. Since you’re fucking Adam-“

“I thought I told you to call me dick master.”

“What the fuck ever, you’re gonna sleep in the bed and I’ll sleep on the floor,” you finally finish. You look around the room for an extra pair of linens and start to get your “bed” ready on the floor. You miss Adam take off his mask and roll his eyes at you getting comfortable on the floor. Against his better judgement after changing into something more comfortable, he sighs and moves to one side of the bed.

He coughs to get your attention. “Hey, you look like an idiot on the floor. Just,” he sighs, “take this small part of the bed. Don’t touch me alright?”

You squint your eyes in suspicion but follow his words. You carefully get into the bed and take up only about 10% of it. Adam finally relaxes and takes most of the covers. He spreads out almost spread eagle, his hand hitting the back of your head as you lay on your side. You grip the sheets with a shiver as you’re annoyed at how comfortable he is taking up most of the bed. You continue to feel him shift in his sleep and you try to finally find some yourself.

About 30 minutes in, you suddenly feel a pair of hands on your waist and your body being pulled in.

You give a tiny yelp and suddenly feel his warm body behind yours. You don’t dare move for fear of what he’ll say, but you tru anyways. “Umm, Adam? Why are you…?”

“I swear to god bitch if you don’t shut the fuck up and let me cuddle you.” He pauses, his breath hot on your neck as his legs intertwine with yours. “Having someone close fucking helps me sleep, bitch. And, you’re someone I actually tolerate more than Lute.”

For as long as you’ve worked with him, you’ve never heard Adam sound like this, his voice strangely demure. You hide your smile from him as you place your hands over his. Behind you, Adam blushes and pulls you tightly into him. He won’t admit it, but he’s secretly glad there is only one bed as he’s able to touch you in ways he’s only imagined.

But he’ll never tell you that, he’d have to be on his death bed to get a confession out of him.