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[kaengeru]

Do i'even gotta ask?

[kaengeru]

Gives Lucifer a solid OK with her hand before shrugging. "Yeh, yeh, m'not gonna go roun smackin someone elses kid, figured tha out." Wasn't surprised (and therefore, offended) by the reminder, though; parents tend to be that way. She knew the game well enough.

"... S'a bit weird y'haf likea, normal kid, er s't, like," looked at him, tilting her head. "Duncan's, technically?"

"Yeah, well, I can promise I'll knock your block if you're too mean." Not a cruel statement. She probably already knew the risks. Or at least should be somewhat aware of them.

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"Eh, my mom did stuff like tha, an humans made t'his far, a bitta cold ain't gonna be th'worst," said with a soft huff. "I mean s'yer kid, so y'do things yer way."

“Oh I’m not. I have no plans to do that to my child. I was just surprised that others didn’t do it.” She pauses. “I mean, if they’d like to learn, I won’t be opposed to teaching but I certainly shan’t do it how my father did.”

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"Mm, fair," she says, her smugness deflating. Does appreciate the straightforwardness, but was equally not all that attached to the bit.

The poke is met with a placid smile as she gently pats his wrist.

"Honestly, later best be when he's walkin an talkin cause I'nt make any promises."

"Which is why I'm clarifying." He let out his own air. "And I know there's differences in how offspring work between species. I'm still getting used to it." He muttered a bit on the end there. He'd changed diapers before, but that phase was usually more short-lived.

"If you bully him later, be gentle." Gave her a light poke in the shoulder. "They're fragile, humans."

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Mouth opens before Enya takes a pause. A few seconds for her to remember differences. Mouth closes with a hum before she lets out an exaggerated sigh. "Okay, sure, a baby-baby, but she made't sound likea, I'unno, walkin sortf baby."

"Baby. Like fresh out of the baby factory, Enya." He repeated the vital information. If Auryn were walking and verbal he might agree. But a baby can't communicate when they're Too Cold very effectively.

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"I'unno why, f'yer tryin t'teacha kid a lesson." At least with Irene, Enya was flatly honest. "I mean I guess y'should teach em somethin before, but, eh, learnin."

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“See I’m not entirely crazy.”

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"Less we're talkin artic temps, s'plenty f'wiggle room fer learnin." There's some sincerity behind it, but they both knew better.

@kaengeru

"Don't be a tit. The baby is mostly human-like and humans need coats in the cold."

[kaengeru]

✹ 𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐔𝐍𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐔𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐈𝐓 𝐈𝐒 , 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐈𝐓'𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐄 𝐂𝐑𝐔𝐄𝐋 .

‎‎‎ ————&& 𝐘𝐄𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐄𝐃 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 , 𝐇𝐎𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐓 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐑 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐀 𝐍𝐄𝐖𝐁𝐎𝐑𝐍 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐃 .

[kaengeru]

🖌 THIS dummy or the bear if youd like <3

SEASON'S GREETING'S YOU FUCKING IDIOT !!

sparkless version btw:

[kaengeru]

"You," Enya said with a sigh as she took hold of his hand, surprisingly gingerly. "Should learn when t'shut up, th'whining ain't so cute."

His broken hand in hers healed as she spoke - properly, this time - while she kept a tight grip on his less injured fingers. Still painful, but, better. What was really trailing through Enya's mind was seeing how good her teeth were at this, but also how much he'd be willing to tolerate. She hadn't much practice, truly, and even less so with someone so willing.

This time, she wrapped her teeth around his wrist, angling for the ulna as she slowly applied pressure. Her hand, meanwhile, was prepared for any last second change of heart.

With a huff, he would draw closer, "What do you want out of it? You want me to cry, beg you to stop, beg you to keep going...? What're you in the mood for?"

[kaengeru]

Stingwater Jacquard Knit

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yeh that sounds about right

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𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 𝐎𝐃𝐃𝐋𝐘 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐂𝐈𝐅𝐈𝐂 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐑 𝐏𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 ?

Correct!

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Oh, shut up, yer not fuckin sorry, else y'would fuckin try! Fuckin-! [Snorts loudly in his direction.]

[ Wow. That sorta hurt. Damn.

He would huff and rub at his eyes for a moment before dragging both hands down his face. ] Yeah, that sounds about right. Sorry, man.

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Head tilting to the side, her grin shifts into a pursed lip smile. She would, most definitely, but he was playing along so nicely so she'll do the same. Straightening up, she raises a hand and crooks a finger at him, indicating for him to move closer.

The only thing that really made the pain in his hand bearable was the knowledge that getting it healed by the Grey Lady would hurt twice or five times as much. Ugh. He really wasn't looking forward to that.

"Go on, then." He had been serious about Enya getting it out of her system. "You wanna grind on this a bit first," lofted his covered hand, blood already seeming into the fabric, "or do you wanna keep on biting?"

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"Very," said with a small grin.

Enya had her own mild agitation, particularly to the accusatory tone, but it presented in greater stillness. She squint at the shorter, nostrils flaring briefly.

"N'why can't t'be me, eh?"

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"wh— not you. why is it you?"

cross is agitated, restless. their hands keep going to subtly stitched pockets, checking over and over again as they pace. it's not their best day, safe to say.

"you're very conspicuous."

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(You know I'm rattling your beasts around in my mind whenever I see them!! Enya is especially great as an example of a character who's written in a way that makes her endearing and engaging while also being an asshole. You REALLY hit on a great balance to make her a character you'd want to have screen time, with complexity and traits that add interest even when you want to shake her, and that is something you do SO wonderfully. You know how to add that sparkle. )

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OUGH this is why i wish i was better at using words to tell people things this is SO sweet i am pining this 2 my wall!! you cant believe HOW happy i am that enya has endeared herself with even one other person for better or worse (and mostly worse) <3