“You would look perfect in anything, you shouldn’t need to ask for my approval for it. Though I do like it.” She licks her fangs before stopping herself,
He rolls his eyes, “You’re just as annoying as I used to be.” He walks over to them, still holding Sebastian.
He grumbles happily, muttering under his breath as they do, still trying to fall asleep, though it’s a little hard with all that affection.
"I just wanted to make sure its okay." he smiles and hugs her.
"Runs in the family I guess." she towers over him now
Eventually the rate of kisses and nibbles slows to a halt
She hugs them back, running her claws along their spine, “I’ll get something according.”
He sighs, “Don’t make me transform and get taller.” He says with a grin, rocking Sebastian to sleep.
He falls asleep soon after, just an espy lil fire fighter.
"You'll look good in anyt-thiing" he leans into the claws
"Thought you already had." she laughs and sits down, sighing. "I'm so.. tired."
(Your pick iirc :3)
*Hmm, I don’t know who I want. Is there anyone you want to play? If not, Dew ig.*
She nibbles on their ear, making sure not to break the skin, “Mmm, if you think so.”
He sits down next to them, “That happens, you can rest, anything you need done I’ll do.”
*I'm using the wheel and if i get somebody I dont want, dew it is*
Dew is in his house, reading a book
"I do think so, darling~" he giggles. "What shall we do today?"
"Thanks dad.."
Camilla has made visiting their house a regular enough occurrence, occasionally thinking up ideas for business, today she’s just come to visit.
“I don’t know what we will do yet, any thoughts yourself?” She asks, curious.
“It’s the least I could do for my favorite daughter.” He says with a smile.
"hello" he says with a smile, already expecting her. THere's tea for her
"I was thinking of checking on our swamp child"
"You have others? shocker."
She nods to them, sitting where she usually does after taking the tea, “Hello, thank you.”
“Our swamp child?” She says with a giggle, “Why not.”
“Don’t be a [gp].” He says with a smile, “You’re the only daughter I’ve got.”
“You would look perfect in anything, you shouldn’t need to ask for my approval for it. Though I do like it.” She licks her fangs before stopping herself,
He rolls his eyes, “You’re just as annoying as I used to be.” He walks over to them, still holding Sebastian.
He grumbles happily, muttering under his breath as they do, still trying to fall asleep, though it’s a little hard with all that affection.
"I just wanted to make sure its okay." he smiles and hugs her.
"Runs in the family I guess." she towers over him now
Eventually the rate of kisses and nibbles slows to a halt
She hugs them back, running her claws along their spine, “I’ll get something according.”
He sighs, “Don’t make me transform and get taller.” He says with a grin, rocking Sebastian to sleep.
He falls asleep soon after, just an espy lil fire fighter.
"You'll look good in anyt-thiing" he leans into the claws
"Thought you already had." she laughs and sits down, sighing. "I'm so.. tired."
(Your pick iirc :3)
*Hmm, I don’t know who I want. Is there anyone you want to play? If not, Dew ig.*
She nibbles on their ear, making sure not to break the skin, “Mmm, if you think so.”
He sits down next to them, “That happens, you can rest, anything you need done I’ll do.”
*I'm using the wheel and if i get somebody I dont want, dew it is*
Dew is in his house, reading a book
"I do think so, darling~" he giggles. "What shall we do today?"
"Thanks dad.."
Camilla has made visiting their house a regular enough occurrence, occasionally thinking up ideas for business, today she’s just come to visit.
“I don’t know what we will do yet, any thoughts yourself?” She asks, curious.
“It’s the least I could do for my favorite daughter.” He says with a smile.
"hello" he says with a smile, already expecting her. THere's tea for her
"I was thinking of checking on our swamp child"
"You have others? shocker."
She nods to them, sitting where she usually does after taking the tea, “Hello, thank you.”
“Our swamp child?” She says with a giggle, “Why not.”
“Don’t be a [gp].” He says with a smile, “You’re the only daughter I’ve got.”
"Good to see you again, dear friend." he's looking quite fluffy today
He gets up and makes his way there
"I know, dad. love you."
“Good to see you too.” She puts down her clipboard, which she bring every day, taking off her head cloth and letting her hair down.
She follows after them. Seemingly while they were away, the egg hatched, and along with the crocodilian are its numerous babies.
She seems to think about it for a moment, “Okay, just Dew, I’ll remember it next time, we’re friends.”
They rumble and blow up water, lying in their lap, their black eyes smiling at them.
Dracula walks over to them after finishing up, looking down at them, “Dear, you shouldn’t have to stress yourself.”
"At work, I have no qualms with the title. more tea?"
"I probably need to get with sister Yuki and get her to teach me some animal handling and speaking, huh?' he laughs, rubbing them in the right spots
"It needs to be absolutely perfect.."
“If you have any to spare.” She holds out her cup, smiling at them.
Ambrosia nods, sitting next to them, picking up the children and letting them climb onto her, “They would love for you to be able to communicate with them.” They rumble happily at the pets.
“It doesn’t, not for me, I’m happy with you, because you’re perfect.”
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
To post a comment, please login or register a new account.
*I love creating hyper creatures. Ones who steal monster trucks and own rats.*
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
She nods to them, sitting where she usually does after taking the tea, “Hello, thank you.”
“Our swamp child?” She says with a giggle, “Why not.”
“Don’t be a [gp].” He says with a smile, “You’re the only daughter I’ve got.”
*What if Felix was incredibly lo-fi? Like, almost like fantasy synthwave?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*That would be chill, love some lo-fi beats, and immaculate vibes.*
“Good to see you too.” She puts down her clipboard, which she bring every day, taking off her head cloth and letting her hair down.
She follows after them. Seemingly while they were away, the egg hatched, and along with the crocodilian are its numerous babies.
“Love you too, now get some rest.”
She looks at the gold for a moment before taking it, “Thank you, Mr.Dew.”
The crocodilian and all of her babies come over and swarm Xavier, Ambrosia watches from a bit away.
He waits for them to fall asleep, before getting them a blanket.
*Of course, and you will get him.*
*That's a good idea. Honkachu is kind of basic, though, so I'll have to throw in some sort of conflict.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*I would join a struggle thread*
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.
“I want to show you the respect you deserve, do you not want me to?” She asks, sipping her own with a smile.
Their teeth haven’t grown in much yet, so they softly nibble on him, happy to see them.
Dracula is preparing for his wedding, grabbing some attire for the occasion, not wanting to sew it himself.
*Possibly, but I want this to be a societal disruption, creating an opening for meaningful change or something like that.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
She seems to think about it for a moment, “Okay, just Dew, I’ll remember it next time, we’re friends.”
They rumble and blow up water, lying in their lap, their black eyes smiling at them.
Dracula walks over to them after finishing up, looking down at them, “Dear, you shouldn’t have to stress yourself.”
“If you have any to spare.” She holds out her cup, smiling at them.
Ambrosia nods, sitting next to them, picking up the children and letting them climb onto her, “They would love for you to be able to communicate with them.” They rumble happily at the pets.
“It doesn’t, not for me, I’m happy with you, because you’re perfect.”