“Oh how very interesting, and what’s your name?” She asks, writing in her journal about their build, relative height and weight, and everything she can guess so far.
She shakes her head, curling up on the covers “It’s fine… I don’t want you uncomfortable…”
He raises an eyebrow, leaning back in his chair, “I’m not jealous, I wouldn’t dare to be jealous.” He says, blatantly lying as he stares daggers at the Umbreon, horns crackling with fire.
"My name is Robin." he says as he begins to get a bit more energetic
"Get over here, you big dummy.." she says, patting the mattress. "besides, you have the blankets"
"Then c'mere, baby." she smiles, the Umbreon hopping down and sauntering off somewhere "She's a different pet than you are, my husband~"
“Fantastic to meet you Robin, do you mind if I have a tuft of your fur or two, or three, it really depends on how interesting you end up being.” She says honestly, poking their arm.
She gets up from the floor, wrapping herself in the blanket and lying down on the farthest side of the bed, looking at them with a blush.
He chuckles, getting up from the love seat to sit down next to them, smiling softly, “I suppose I shouldn’t be jealous then, and so I’ll try not to be.” He cracks his shoulders.
“Oh how very interesting, and what’s your name?” She asks, writing in her journal about their build, relative height and weight, and everything she can guess so far.
She shakes her head, curling up on the covers “It’s fine… I don’t want you uncomfortable…”
He raises an eyebrow, leaning back in his chair, “I’m not jealous, I wouldn’t dare to be jealous.” He says, blatantly lying as he stares daggers at the Umbreon, horns crackling with fire.
"My name is Robin." he says as he begins to get a bit more energetic
"Get over here, you big dummy.." she says, patting the mattress. "besides, you have the blankets"
"Then c'mere, baby." she smiles, the Umbreon hopping down and sauntering off somewhere "She's a different pet than you are, my husband~"
“Fantastic to meet you Robin, do you mind if I have a tuft of your fur or two, or three, it really depends on how interesting you end up being.” She says honestly, poking their arm.
She gets up from the floor, wrapping herself in the blanket and lying down on the farthest side of the bed, looking at them with a blush.
He chuckles, getting up from the love seat to sit down next to them, smiling softly, “I suppose I shouldn’t be jealous then, and so I’ll try not to be.” He cracks his shoulders.
"What for?.." he asks blankly
"God, you're bad at signs.." she shifts over to Marionette, snuggling up to them and getting under the covers
She snatches him and leans back with him, kissing his neck
“Science of course, what else?” She says, looking up at their eyes.
She turns bright red, passing them the blanket she’s using, curling up in them as she tries to fall asleep and not think about them.
He sighs happily, leaning against her with a smile on his face, “You are oh so perfect, dear~”
*do you all remember that one person I talked about who has recently made me very uncomfortable and said some very not okay things? They keep doing similar stuff (although most not directed at me and not to the degree as last time) and then he had the audacity to ask me for one of my skittles.*
*do you all remember that one person I talked about who has recently made me very uncomfortable and said some very not okay things? They keep doing similar stuff (although most not directed at me and not to the degree as last time) and then he had the audacity to ask me for one of my skittles.*
*I would love to continue, can you go get it?*
“Fantastic to meet you Robin, do you mind if I have a tuft of your fur or two, or three, it really depends on how interesting you end up being.” She says honestly, poking their arm.
She gets up from the floor, wrapping herself in the blanket and lying down on the farthest side of the bed, looking at them with a blush.
He chuckles, getting up from the love seat to sit down next to them, smiling softly, “I suppose I shouldn’t be jealous then, and so I’ll try not to be.” He cracks his shoulders.
“Science of course, what else?” She says, looking up at their eyes.
She turns bright red, passing them the blanket she’s using, curling up in them as she tries to fall asleep and not think about them.
He sighs happily, leaning against her with a smile on his face, “You are oh so perfect, dear~”
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*do you all remember that one person I talked about who has recently made me very uncomfortable and said some very not okay things? They keep doing similar stuff (although most not directed at me and not to the degree as last time) and then he had the audacity to ask me for one of my skittles.*
*Cut for Salem.*
“I didn’t claim to be a doctor, what tipped you off?” She says, still with her plague doctor’s mask on.
She eventually does fall asleep, unfortunately dreaming of them. (Good place to end if you want to.)
His muscle has grown much more defined and generally stronger, “It’s been going as well as I can hope for.”
*Burn them.*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*Sure, I feel like playing Rag if that’s okay.*
She cackles, taking off her mask, revealing her face, having a bright smile “I am, lovely to meet you.”
He smiles “I’ve stopped drinking, I’ve been eating as healthy as I can, all for you and Domino.”
Rag walks in after finishing his work at Samaritan’s. He cracks his neck, putting his things down, “My love.” He says with a smile.
She lets them, more interested in the texture of their hand than what they are saying, “Hmm, who’s?”
He crosses his legs, thinking as he looks up at her, before saying “I mean, I wouldn’t be with you if I was dead, so yes.”
He raises an eyebrow, before picking them up and putting them over his shoulder, “Good to see you too.”
“You should come to my lab, why do you need a doctor?”
He smells like outside, like his garden, “Don’t be sorry, you care about me as much as I care about you. I love you, you are my everything.”
“Just making sure you know I love you.” He slaps her behind before putting her back down with a smile as bright as the sun.
“Easy peasy, come on.” She grabs their hand, getting up from the chair.
“I don’t have any preferences, but I would love to do anything you would want to.”