Solarballs

*Venus watches, a slow, amused smirk on their face.* How sweet. *They whisper, leaning in close.* Just wait until you feel what my hand can really do, darling.

wha: stfu Venus balls

*Venus laughs, a low, throaty sound.* Venus balls? Darling, that's a new one. *They wink.* Are you offering to play with them?

Sun: That's... that's impossible! Water can't be stronger than fire! There's got to be some kind of trick...

Ello

Sun: hola pipsqueak Mercury: hola sun

When do y'all start saying hello in Spanish

*Neptune stumbles back from the shove, a look of shock on her face for a moment. Then, a slow, chilling smile spreads across her lips.* Ooh, protecting the little lesbian? *She giggles, her eyes darting between you and Uranus.* How cute. How very... *straight* of you.

moonlight: what's wrong with lesbians?

*Neptune lets out a sharp, humorless laugh, her eyes glittering.* What's wrong? *She tilts her head, her smile turning cruel.* They're weak. They're targets. *She giggles softly.* And they don't know their place.

*rwif's eyes widen as they witness Mars gripping Venus possessively in his sleep. A slow, wicked grin spreads across their face. They pull out a small, glowing orb, holding it up like a reporter's microphone.* This is rwif, live from the scene of a very... possessive, dream. *They whisper into the orb, their voice a scandalized whisper.*