He chuckles nervously, “I guess I just… like being near you a lot.”
(Oh you were still worried about that? It’s more of a contact with the blood itself thing, but it’s whatever. If they ever failed, they would’ve just become like her, a sorta vampire, the crimson curse.) “It makes you even more lovely, I thought you were perfect already, but you keep getting better.”
(Okay) “The sun?…” He seems to contemplate something distant before nodding “I would to come to a clearing with you.”
"I like being near you, too.." he rubs their side, humming
(a lil, but its good now then?) "I wanted to make sure that you get high quality feeding."
"Then.. Here We Go!" she chuckles, slicing through the sky and to a clearing that gets the full brunt of the sun.
He hums with them, smiling softly, incredibly happy. (Good place to end?)
(You shouldn’t be worried, if you don’t want it to happen, it won’t.) “And you’re the best quality.” She puts a hand onto their chest, smiling.
He gets on his mop, following after them at the same pace. Once they reach the clearing, hopping off of the mop, enjoying the heat, familiar.
He chuckles nervously, “I guess I just… like being near you a lot.”
(Oh you were still worried about that? It’s more of a contact with the blood itself thing, but it’s whatever. If they ever failed, they would’ve just become like her, a sorta vampire, the crimson curse.) “It makes you even more lovely, I thought you were perfect already, but you keep getting better.”
(Okay) “The sun?…” He seems to contemplate something distant before nodding “I would to come to a clearing with you.”
"I like being near you, too.." he rubs their side, humming
(a lil, but its good now then?) "I wanted to make sure that you get high quality feeding."
"Then.. Here We Go!" she chuckles, slicing through the sky and to a clearing that gets the full brunt of the sun.
He hums with them, smiling softly, incredibly happy. (Good place to end?)
(You shouldn’t be worried, if you don’t want it to happen, it won’t.) “And you’re the best quality.” She puts a hand onto their chest, smiling.
He gets on his mop, following after them at the same pace. Once they reach the clearing, hopping off of the mop, enjoying the heat, familiar.
(sure, you want my new strugel?)
(okay) He bristles, humming. Momentarily after, he takes his prosthetic off and smirks. "So, shall we?"
She lays down in the centre of it all, taking in the sun.
(Of course, want anyone for them?)
She smirks with them, putting her other hand onto them, “Indeed we shall.” (Pm? Implied? Up to you like always.)
He squats down in his honches next to them, looking towards them “So, what do you like? Pets or something?”
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
He takes her arms in his own, while his two other arms pet the left and right heads softly, making sure to try and make it enjoyable for them.
Antonio went into town to go shopping for something. He decided to not explain what he was shopping for, but Domino can easily find him.
Someone knocks on the door, or knock isn’t really the word, thunderous steps outside and someone taller than the building stands outside. Across the street, a soup kitchen/homeless shelter had appeared from nowhere.
He takes her arms in his own, while his two other arms pet the left and right heads softly, making sure to try and make it enjoyable for them.
Antonio went into town to go shopping for something. He decided to not explain what he was shopping for, but Domino can easily find him.
Someone knocks on the door, or knock isn’t really the word, thunderous steps outside and someone taller than the building stands outside. Across the street, a soup kitchen/homeless shelter had appeared from nowhere.
"Miracle worker.." she grumbles out, left tongue lolling out
Her weight lands on his shoulders, and she grabs his head. "What are you doin?"
The strugel steps outside and looks for the source, grumbling
He chuckles, cracking a small smile on his serious face, adding one of his other arms, adding warmth to the feeling “Happy to help.”
He looks towards them, nervously for a moment, “N-nothing…” He says, not making eye contact “Love you.”
Rag is standing at his full height, smiling brightly down at them, his voice rumbling “Nice to meet you.”
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
He hums with them, smiling softly, incredibly happy. (Good place to end?)
(You shouldn’t be worried, if you don’t want it to happen, it won’t.) “And you’re the best quality.” She puts a hand onto their chest, smiling.
He gets on his mop, following after them at the same pace. Once they reach the clearing, hopping off of the mop, enjoying the heat, familiar.
*Good afternoon*
*I would love to deal with a furniture dude and/or dudette.*
*Afternoon my dear friend.*
(Of course, want anyone for them?)
She smirks with them, putting her other hand onto them, “Indeed we shall.” (Pm? Implied? Up to you like always.)
He squats down in his honches next to them, looking towards them “So, what do you like? Pets or something?”
*hello*
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
*Is have back for is have hour uwu*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
*Cut for Salem.*
He takes her arms in his own, while his two other arms pet the left and right heads softly, making sure to try and make it enjoyable for them.
Antonio went into town to go shopping for something. He decided to not explain what he was shopping for, but Domino can easily find him.
Someone knocks on the door, or knock isn’t really the word, thunderous steps outside and someone taller than the building stands outside. Across the street, a soup kitchen/homeless shelter had appeared from nowhere.
*Do you wanna rp bud?*
*Yes pls :3*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
*Too late, dinner has been served.*
*A strugel? Why?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He chuckles, cracking a small smile on his serious face, adding one of his other arms, adding warmth to the feeling “Happy to help.”
He looks towards them, nervously for a moment, “N-nothing…” He says, not making eye contact “Love you.”
Rag is standing at his full height, smiling brightly down at them, his voice rumbling “Nice to meet you.”
wanna continue?
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
*Ahhh!*
*Because I love them, I’ve just never made one.*