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Damn.
Couldn't be me. Vic likes it when I say that.
Sorry for you, though
Pro tip, speaking from experience here, don’t ever call Logan “The dystopian kitten version of John Walker” unless you want blades down your throat
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Sounds hot.
The blades I mean.
Pro tip, speaking from experience here, don’t ever call Logan “The dystopian kitten version of John Walker” unless you want blades down your throat
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Please never call me that. I will start cryin.
N I wasn't makin fun of it. Plus I thought ya said you were an ex-catholic?
u know deadpool found a way to get the footage of the honda odyssey fight from the tva and has it in his porn collection
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In tha nicest way possible.
Yah, that checks out.
u know deadpool found a way to get the footage of the honda odyssey fight from the tva and has it in his porn collection
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@deadpool-in-wolverine
Confirmation?
u know deadpool found a way to get the footage of the honda odyssey fight from the tva and has it in his porn collection
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*a shudder went down their spine and their tail excitedly wagged, a smirk playing on their face*
"I look forward ta it now that my muzzle is off."
*they leaned forward and peppered a few small kisses on his face before taking the plate of food*
"Thank ya. I'm starvin, n this looks amazin."
*they sat down and waited for him to join them before eating*
*knock knock knock knock knock*
*there's a familiar scent outside of the cabin. It smells like Pyxis, but a bit different. Less like mango and peaches, more like fresh laundry and roses*
*the voice that calls out is also similar to Pyxis', if Pyxis didn't have an accent*
"Pyxis. I have a busy day. Did you want the muzzle off or not?"
( @purity-the-one )
Victor isn't good with politics. He doesn't like exercising restraint against someone who he wants to gut like a fish.
But he answers the door and responds as politely as he can.
"You must be Purity," he addresses them through gritted teeth.
He doesn't say anything else, just steps aside to let them into the cabin.
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*they huff and blush a bit, scooting a bit closer and watching with interest*
"That smells really really good." *their mouth waters a bit.*
*they gently lean against his shoulder, pressing a small kiss to his skin*
"Want me to bite something else later?" *They lightly tease, grinning a bit*
*knock knock knock knock knock*
*there's a familiar scent outside of the cabin. It smells like Pyxis, but a bit different. Less like mango and peaches, more like fresh laundry and roses*
*the voice that calls out is also similar to Pyxis', if Pyxis didn't have an accent*
"Pyxis. I have a busy day. Did you want the muzzle off or not?"
( @purity-the-one )
Victor isn't good with politics. He doesn't like exercising restraint against someone who he wants to gut like a fish.
But he answers the door and responds as politely as he can.
"You must be Purity," he addresses them through gritted teeth.
He doesn't say anything else, just steps aside to let them into the cabin.
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Blue & yellow
Mentally ill n :)
Yah that checks out.
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this is actually my favorite one of these I’ve seen so far
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Considering I've seen him get railed before (don't ask)
It honestly ain't that far outta tha usual.
We've been friends longer than he has been my high priest.
Actually when we first met, he was still questioning his sexuality so he tried with me. Obvs didn't work out.
But congrats ta ya both. Glad you both could have some fun.
(for the invasive question ask game)
Do you wanna date anyone besides Logan and if so, who?
... 5/10.
because the answer is i don't know. and it's mostly bc of scraps. i don't think i would want to date him, but i get these little butterfly feelings with him sometimes that make me wonder if i could fall for somebody while i'm this head over heels for logan.
not to mention that i fell that hard for logan while i was still hung up on ness. (i'm trying not to be, anymore. i think the physical distance is helping.)
polyamory's super complicated though and if i did have multiple romantic partners at once i'd really struggle to manage it. so it's a question of logistics as much as it is about romantic feelings.
tl;dr: well yes, but actually no
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Did somethin happen between ya two (Scraps n You I mean) while I was out of commission?
IS THAT WHY HE ISNT AS BITCHY?!
(for the invasive question ask game)
Do you wanna date anyone besides Logan and if so, who?
... 5/10.
because the answer is i don't know. and it's mostly bc of scraps. i don't think i would want to date him, but i get these little butterfly feelings with him sometimes that make me wonder if i could fall for somebody while i'm this head over heels for logan.
not to mention that i fell that hard for logan while i was still hung up on ness. (i'm trying not to be, anymore. i think the physical distance is helping.)
polyamory's super complicated though and if i did have multiple romantic partners at once i'd really struggle to manage it. so it's a question of logistics as much as it is about romantic feelings.
tl;dr: well yes, but actually no
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*they softly whine and just lean into his hands, the popping of their jaw sounding through the muzzle as they attempted to yawn to no avail. Their warm wool presses closer as their cold body clashes with his warm one.*
"Thank ya. I... don't know what tha hell I did fer ya ta see anythin in me. But I'm happy ya did. I'm happy with ya."
*Pyxis is sitting in the small tent that they had asked Scraps to bring, not wanting to crawl back to Victor. Not when they were still like this.*
*they occasionally scratch at the muzzle around their face, snarling slightly as they attempt to pry it off with no success.*
*they're still covered head to toe in bright, shimmering gold blood, mud, twigs, and leaves. The fur on their coat rustles a bit as they move, rubbing their hands together in a pathetic attempt to alleviate the cold running through them.*
*Scraps had updated them on what happened after they had passed out. They weren't exactly thrilled at the idea of Purity joining and eventually being a God again, but it would be hypocritical to rescind their second chance offering and make Purity the exception. So they accepted it, though they'd warmed him that what had happened today would likely happen again*
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*they flinch at first, nearly throwing themselves away from him. But they don't. They just remain there on the couch*
*but the moment the words "you don't scare me" spill from his mouth, tears fill their eyes. They do their best to hold them back, biting the inside of their cheek beneath the muzzle*
*they slowly but surely curl up into his lap, gently pressing their forehead and horns against his forehead, hoping he understands this is the best they could do in terms of a kiss for the time being*
*Pyxis is sitting in the small tent that they had asked Scraps to bring, not wanting to crawl back to Victor. Not when they were still like this.*
*they occasionally scratch at the muzzle around their face, snarling slightly as they attempt to pry it off with no success.*
*they're still covered head to toe in bright, shimmering gold blood, mud, twigs, and leaves. The fur on their coat rustles a bit as they move, rubbing their hands together in a pathetic attempt to alleviate the cold running through them.*
*Scraps had updated them on what happened after they had passed out. They weren't exactly thrilled at the idea of Purity joining and eventually being a God again, but it would be hypocritical to rescind their second chance offering and make Purity the exception. So they accepted it, though they'd warmed him that what had happened today would likely happen again*
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*their cheeks quickly go a bright red as they close their eyes, being careful not to move so they don't accidentally head bump him or nick him with the tip of their horn*
"I need ta show you Garfield comics some day. He is one of ma favorite newspaper comics."
*they mumbled softly. They were silent for a moment before they went pale*
"... shit I accidentally said tha L word early. I'm such an idiot, I'm sorry. I mean, I meant it but like that is awfully early n I probably made ya uncomfortable I'm sorry I'll shut up n sleep on tha couch... sorry..."
*they let out a soft whine, feeling incredibly guilty*
*Pyxis is sitting in the small tent that they had asked Scraps to bring, not wanting to crawl back to Victor. Not when they were still like this.*
*they occasionally scratch at the muzzle around their face, snarling slightly as they attempt to pry it off with no success.*
*they're still covered head to toe in bright, shimmering gold blood, mud, twigs, and leaves. The fur on their coat rustles a bit as they move, rubbing their hands together in a pathetic attempt to alleviate the cold running through them.*
*Scraps had updated them on what happened after they had passed out. They weren't exactly thrilled at the idea of Purity joining and eventually being a God again, but it would be hypocritical to rescind their second chance offering and make Purity the exception. So they accepted it, though they'd warmed him that what had happened today would likely happen again*
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*Pyxis takes a while to fully chew through it, having to eat slowly since the muzzle didn't allow them to open their mouth much*
*once they'd finished their piece, they nodded, quietly replying*
"Thank ya, Vic. Yeah, I'm able ta eat it alright. Sorry it takes a while, can't open my mouth too much."
*they lean a little further into him, their wool pressing against him as they finally relax*
*Pyxis is sitting in the small tent that they had asked Scraps to bring, not wanting to crawl back to Victor. Not when they were still like this.*
*they occasionally scratch at the muzzle around their face, snarling slightly as they attempt to pry it off with no success.*
*they're still covered head to toe in bright, shimmering gold blood, mud, twigs, and leaves. The fur on their coat rustles a bit as they move, rubbing their hands together in a pathetic attempt to alleviate the cold running through them.*
*Scraps had updated them on what happened after they had passed out. They weren't exactly thrilled at the idea of Purity joining and eventually being a God again, but it would be hypocritical to rescind their second chance offering and make Purity the exception. So they accepted it, though they'd warmed him that what had happened today would likely happen again*
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*Pyxis got back inside and shifted back to a bunny just for the simplicity of removing their amulet, setting it down carefully and immediately stripping down to nothing. They immediately changed into clean underwear, opting to go bare on their chest. Once those had been secured, they slipped into the Garfield pajamas*
*they slipped their amulet back on, switching back to their curled horns and their sheep's ears and black wool tail, even puffing up some wool around their chest and neck to attempt to keep warm*
*they settled down on the couch, curling up into a tight ball and staring at Victor, setting their glasses to the side*
*Pyxis is sitting in the small tent that they had asked Scraps to bring, not wanting to crawl back to Victor. Not when they were still like this.*
*they occasionally scratch at the muzzle around their face, snarling slightly as they attempt to pry it off with no success.*
*they're still covered head to toe in bright, shimmering gold blood, mud, twigs, and leaves. The fur on their coat rustles a bit as they move, rubbing their hands together in a pathetic attempt to alleviate the cold running through them.*
*Scraps had updated them on what happened after they had passed out. They weren't exactly thrilled at the idea of Purity joining and eventually being a God again, but it would be hypocritical to rescind their second chance offering and make Purity the exception. So they accepted it, though they'd warmed him that what had happened today would likely happen again*
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