((sandwich.

((I'm using ALUCARD as an FC who told you I was a dom

"Something with quantum plorts? You had better be careful with those. The last time someone did anything with quantum plorts, it spelled the end of a civilization."

"You're right, gluttonous is an entirely incorrect phrase to use." He looks down the path towards her lair, eyes turning to a glow of gold as his eyes take in each detail, each piece of decor, each memorial present... "Greedy might be a better way to put it." A pause. +

"I was doing no such thing," he responded, glancing between Hraefn and the new addition to her... Collection. "I just think it's greedy, fostering these shorter lives creature's attachments to you." He wondered why he even bothered to bring up his concerns. It wasn't like she would listen. +

Gender.

... A new toy? Has she already gotten bored of the old ones? "...Still gluttonous in your own way, aren't you?"

Fuck it. Come get it monster fuckers))

As a Gordo, Auguste is already a fusion of multiple entities into one. That, combined with being a Quantum Slime, makes her more prone to being more than one thing at once. It seems this version of him is less somber than normal.

((I may do some art today. Not settled on what though

((When's it MY turn

YEEEEEEOUCH

What happened to "hello"? "Good morning"?

She's sure there's a joke about boxes that can be made this #caturday.

Why are you making that face. What have you done.

The foreimage of her arm moved to her face, actual arm following a moment later. Lips parted, pausing to let him speak, waiting until she was certain he had finished. "... There are Tarrs on the path I need to take," she answered, unfocused eyes staring at the Largo before her. +

ᅠ ᅠᅠselective .ᐟ ♡ ︎ ᅠ

She's sure there's at least two.

The feeling is mutual. Now can he close that fanged mouth for once and stay still? His looks are his only remotely redeeming quality.

Any why bring that up? Is he hoping their out of place natures might cancel each other out? Unfortunately for him, both of their natures- incompatible as they are with the rest of the world, are equally incompatible with each other.

Sadly home implies having a place one belongs in. Something he's not familiar with, certainly.

Apologies, but she's not looking at his thighs. Or anything below the waist, for that matter.

Examining one of her afterimages, much as one examines their own reflection...

((They stole my blood

((hopital

((YURI ARC V LET'S GO IM ABOUT TO BE INSUFFERABLE

((I'm nauseous and the pain moved places but I have work so I'll worry about it if it gets severe

It was an innuendo.

I didn't realize you didn't need Quantum powers in order to have the equipment to rearrange organs.

Good Lord.

What does he think she meant?

Hmm. You don't seem stable enough to work as a seat, are you sure? Wouldn't want you to crack under pressure.

. . . . . He's normal.

Is he now? Good, good. She can't have someone panicking on her. That makes it harder for her to stay in one place.

It's #wagonwednesday is it?

((Considering Megara as a voice claim for Augusta

How Augusta is probably going to be with any ships

((I'm not a fan of this mysterious pain in my stomach that only hurts when touched and is located just to the upper right of my navel.

((incorrect. I am simply forcing them to sleep myself

Gorilla grip? Nah Guiltine

((Pussy so tight it snaps your dick off if you're not careful. But also rock hard co