𝓣𝔥𝔢 𝓗𝔲𝔫𝔱𝔢𝔯

Sprunki Ask / Roleplay Blog Character - Wenda / Wilder

[crazed-claws]

𝕿𝔥𝔢 𝔥𝔦𝔡𝔡𝔢𝔫 𝔰𝔠𝔞𝔯𝔩𝔢𝔱 𝔣𝔩𝔞𝔪𝔢 . . .

This is a Sprunki Ask / Roleplay blog. The writer goes by Crypt, Cyber, or Cipher.

This blog contains my interpretation of Wenda from Sprunki. Additional headcanons and designs may develop over time.

Interpretations can be pre, during, or post horror, I will respond to any of them.

Things that you will see:

Asks

Roleplays

Artwork

I am always happy to interact with just about anyone! You can always interact with asks, reblogs, or comments as yourself, or other characters! I am very OC and multi-fandom friendly! Crossovers are encouraged!

❗CONTENT WARNING ❗

This blog will contain mature themes, including mental and physical harm (as is with the Sprunki horror mode), suggestive content, and abuse. I do not endourse abuse in any way, and there will be no NSFW publicly on this page.

I am an adult and am willing to RP other more 'mature' subjects with other adults, but it will NEVER be open for anyone to see. In these cases, DMs or Discord are preferrable.

𝖂𝒾𝓁𝒹𝑒𝓇 𝕶𝑒𝓃𝒿𝒾𝓂𝒾 𝕸𝒾𝓎𝒶𝓏𝒶𝓀𝒾

34

Trans Male

He / It

Masculine Nouns

5'9"

Cat/Fox/Wolf Sprunki

Unstable emotions

→ Large part Kitsune, has another form → Knows info on just about everyone → Bounty hunter or assassin, all depends on who pays → Highly flexible → Satanist

Main Blog - @cryptan1x

All Sprunkis Blog - @sprunki-songs

Jevin Blog - @cultist-vessel

Tunner Blog - @scaled-sheriff

Black Blog - @eclipsed-lord

Alternate Black Blog - @corruptions-eye

Durple Blog - @twilight-draconian

Brud Blog - @ditzy-desserts

Wenda Blog - You are here!

Vineria Blog - @enchanted-woodlands

Nocturne Blog ( OC ) - @vampiric-nobility

[sprunki-songs]

Having taken a break, I'll try to respond to more asks again! Clearing my inboxes... they're a mess, and I need a fresh start to responses again. Feel free to send new ones in! This goes for all my blogs! Please be patient with responses, they may be a little slow! I've been incredibly anxious due to personal reasons lately!

[sprunki-songs]

made a server... inspired by sprunki stuff but just like by other blogs i dont mind ocs or some crossovers :)

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[crazed-claws]

Hey! You leave my fellow anon alone, Wilder! They were simply just asking about Vinnie, so you had no right to talk to them like that. You should think about changing the way you treat others, because your behavior is what will potentially deter away any new friends, Wilder. I've got my eyes on you now.

" 舌を切り落としてやる。"

[ He's had enough of this, now. Walking closer, combat boots stomping on the ground as he grabbed the anon by the throat and slammed them against the alley wall and held a knife to their throat. He was already pushing it against them, drawing a bit of blood. ]

" I could sell your eyes. They'd get a lot more use that way. I don't give a shit about 'friends'. I can get everything I need myself. "

[cultist-vessel]

evil cultist should be hunted down and subdued itll be fun guys

[crazed-claws]

also applies to insane kitsune <3

[crazed-claws]

oh, yeah, right, pardon me, he's your boyfriend right? so what, have you always been like this about him? you got him brainwashed or something? I'm just wondering. he seems to find it pretty normal that you do all... *that*

" He's always been mine. I used to make fun of him. But he was MY victim to make fun of. No one else was allowed to. Only I got to push him around. I held the metaphorical collar around his neck until I got to the real one. And I'm never letting it go. What he feels back is real. He's always let it happen. He always will let it happen. Now back off before I skin you. "

[ Letting out a low growl, showing his fangs. ]

[crazed-claws]

damn- nobody wants to take him from you, you're acting like some stupid teen heart throb lol. so what, you two have been friends for awhile? surprised you two haven't gotten on each others nerves and drifted apart. why are you so possessive over him anyways? he doesn't belong to you

" I don't care what you think I'm acting like. "

[ The corners of his mouth twitch upwards, taking out one of the knives by his side and expertly twirling it around his fingers. ]

" Not friends. More than that. Don't you dare think you're in the right place to assign us titles. I don't owe you a single answer. "

[crazed-claws]

sooooo whats up with you and vineria? how'd you two meet? you're kind of crazy over them

" Vinnie. "

[ He hissed out in correction of his partners name, eyes narrowed. ]

" I've known him for a long time. Since childhood. Why do you wanna know? You can't take him. He's always been mine and always will be. "

[crazed-claws]

" Stop asking him weird questions. Or you'll find out what your own flesh tastes like. "

[a-quiet-garden]

"you're getting weird again... chill, maaaan..."

[crazed-claws]

" The only one who tastes you is me. "

[crazed-claws]

" Stop asking him weird questions. Or you'll find out what your own flesh tastes like. "

[a-quiet-garden]

[ Staring. Unsure. Confused. Should he be mad? What the fuck does he feel right now? ]

" B. Buh. Baby. That's a fucking baby. "

[ No shit! Yeah! Your boyfriend is a baby now, Wilder! ]

" Do anons want to get skinned? They can just walk up to me and stab them on my knife if they want to so bad. What the fuck. "

[ Despite swearing in front of THE FUCKING BABY, he awkwardly kneels down in front of little Vinnie. He hopes this isn't a permenant thing. He's not really the type someone would go to for taking care of kids, but he's not going to leave Vinnie alone right now. ]

( @crazed-claws )

Vinnie had gotten tired of chasing the little green frog around his garden and was now sat among the berry bushes, carefully reaching past the thorny vines to pluck sweet raspberry after raspberry. He pauses hearing Wilder's voice, chewing his mouthful of red berries. He pulls away and babbles curiously, crawling up to the dangerous kitty with the biggest, sweetest grin ever. "adadadada.. aaaa.." Vinnie clambers into Wilder's arms and holds on tight, reaching out to try and grab their goggles.

[crazed-claws]

[ When he was a kid, he would have also just reached into the bush. Not gently. No, he'd just stick his hand in there. Make that bush his bitch. Strangle it. Those raspberries would be HIS and the thorns could suck his ass. ...Vinnie was more effective, though. Wilder learned that, too. Over time, anyways. ]

" Wise ass baby. "

[ Is he really going to keep swearing around him? ]

" Oh. Okay. In my arms now- you're so... small. "

[ Usually he liked knowing he'd be able to crush something with ease. But this is different. He's a bit freaked out that he could hurt Vinnie like this. Ears pinned back against his head, as he surprisingly lets him play with his goggles. ]

" Haha. You look like you just killed and ate someone with all the berry juice. You'd be a sick murder baby. "

[a-quiet-garden]

Everything Vinnie did was so carefully thought out and executed, planned perfectly so he could get exactly what he wanted with as little damage as possible. Vinnie squealed with delight when he was allowed to play with the big clunky goggles, holding one of the lenses up to his eyes and 'ooh'-ing at the way it drowned the world in red. He shook them and giggled at the rattling noise they made, then chewed on the cushions. He stares up at Wilder with these big adoring eyes, but clearly he had no idea who they were. reaching a small paw out... And grabbing on TIGHT to Wilder's nose! Squealing and giggling and babbling mostly nonsense. Eventually, he manages to focus: uh oh, the baby's locked in. "Nice kitty! Mama's friend? Where is mama.."

[crazed-claws]

[ Wwwwow. Thinking on this deeper, Wilder just realizes how absolutley fucked up he is. He stares blankly at Vinnie for a moment, before his nose was grabbed. ]

" Guhhwahh! "

[ So he IS able to make funny noises that aren't horrifying! ]

" C'mon... I can't even be big and scary either... "

[ He gently takes Vinnie's hands and tries to bring them away from his nose. ]

" Uh, yeah... sure. Mama's friend. She's busy... but you can hang out with me for right now. I'll keep you super fucking safe. I can show you how to conquer your enemies, little warrior! "

[a-quiet-garden]

Since when did Wilder stop to think about how genuinely fucked he is? Regardless Vinnie causes a ruckus capable of killing any serious hard thinking. He giggles at the fun nickname and sits up in Wilder's arms- Even this blood thirsty murderer holds him gentler and kinder then the anons- and hugs them tight

"hhehe, okay! okay... hhehe.. down.. down!" Vinnie starts to squirm and thrash, reaching out for the ground down below while flapping his shriveled wings.

[crazed-claws]

[ There were moments here and there... but they were quick to pass. He literally cackled to himself and pushed those thoughts away, realizing that he doesn't give a shit! ]

" Okay. I dunno where to take you... not my place. There's... stuff everywhere. "

[ Weapons are hidden EVERYWHERE. Curious little hands would find some no doubt. He'll stay around Vinnie's house for now, then... and let him play outside. While keeping a close eye on him. of course. He gently set him down, watching him (and hardly blinking). His tail swayed- it almost looked like he was hunting down the child. That wasn't his intention... he was just very, VERY protective over him. If a bee even stung him he would destroy it. ]

[a-quiet-garden]

[ Staring. Unsure. Confused. Should he be mad? What the fuck does he feel right now? ]

" B. Buh. Baby. That's a fucking baby. "

[ No shit! Yeah! Your boyfriend is a baby now, Wilder! ]

" Do anons want to get skinned? They can just walk up to me and stab them on my knife if they want to so bad. What the fuck. "

[ Despite swearing in front of THE FUCKING BABY, he awkwardly kneels down in front of little Vinnie. He hopes this isn't a permenant thing. He's not really the type someone would go to for taking care of kids, but he's not going to leave Vinnie alone right now. ]

( @crazed-claws )

Vinnie had gotten tired of chasing the little green frog around his garden and was now sat among the berry bushes, carefully reaching past the thorny vines to pluck sweet raspberry after raspberry. He pauses hearing Wilder's voice, chewing his mouthful of red berries. He pulls away and babbles curiously, crawling up to the dangerous kitty with the biggest, sweetest grin ever. "adadadada.. aaaa.." Vinnie clambers into Wilder's arms and holds on tight, reaching out to try and grab their goggles.

[crazed-claws]

[ When he was a kid, he would have also just reached into the bush. Not gently. No, he'd just stick his hand in there. Make that bush his bitch. Strangle it. Those raspberries would be HIS and the thorns could suck his ass. ...Vinnie was more effective, though. Wilder learned that, too. Over time, anyways. ]

" Wise ass baby. "

[ Is he really going to keep swearing around him? ]

" Oh. Okay. In my arms now- you're so... small. "

[ Usually he liked knowing he'd be able to crush something with ease. But this is different. He's a bit freaked out that he could hurt Vinnie like this. Ears pinned back against his head, as he surprisingly lets him play with his goggles. ]

" Haha. You look like you just killed and ate someone with all the berry juice. You'd be a sick murder baby. "

[a-quiet-garden]

Everything Vinnie did was so carefully thought out and executed, planned perfectly so he could get exactly what he wanted with as little damage as possible. Vinnie squealed with delight when he was allowed to play with the big clunky goggles, holding one of the lenses up to his eyes and 'ooh'-ing at the way it drowned the world in red. He shook them and giggled at the rattling noise they made, then chewed on the cushions. He stares up at Wilder with these big adoring eyes, but clearly he had no idea who they were. reaching a small paw out... And grabbing on TIGHT to Wilder's nose! Squealing and giggling and babbling mostly nonsense. Eventually, he manages to focus: uh oh, the baby's locked in. "Nice kitty! Mama's friend? Where is mama.."

[crazed-claws]

[ Wwwwow. Thinking on this deeper, Wilder just realizes how absolutley fucked up he is. He stares blankly at Vinnie for a moment, before his nose was grabbed. ]

" Guhhwahh! "

[ So he IS able to make funny noises that aren't horrifying! ]

" C'mon... I can't even be big and scary either... "

[ He gently takes Vinnie's hands and tries to bring them away from his nose. ]

" Uh, yeah... sure. Mama's friend. She's busy... but you can hang out with me for right now. I'll keep you super fucking safe. I can show you how to conquer your enemies, little warrior! "

[a-quiet-garden]

[ Staring. Unsure. Confused. Should he be mad? What the fuck does he feel right now? ]

" B. Buh. Baby. That's a fucking baby. "

[ No shit! Yeah! Your boyfriend is a baby now, Wilder! ]

" Do anons want to get skinned? They can just walk up to me and stab them on my knife if they want to so bad. What the fuck. "

[ Despite swearing in front of THE FUCKING BABY, he awkwardly kneels down in front of little Vinnie. He hopes this isn't a permenant thing. He's not really the type someone would go to for taking care of kids, but he's not going to leave Vinnie alone right now. ]

( @crazed-claws )

Vinnie had gotten tired of chasing the little green frog around his garden and was now sat among the berry bushes, carefully reaching past the thorny vines to pluck sweet raspberry after raspberry. He pauses hearing Wilder's voice, chewing his mouthful of red berries. He pulls away and babbles curiously, crawling up to the dangerous kitty with the biggest, sweetest grin ever. "adadadada.. aaaa.." Vinnie clambers into Wilder's arms and holds on tight, reaching out to try and grab their goggles.

[crazed-claws]

[ When he was a kid, he would have also just reached into the bush. Not gently. No, he'd just stick his hand in there. Make that bush his bitch. Strangle it. Those raspberries would be HIS and the thorns could suck his ass. ...Vinnie was more effective, though. Wilder learned that, too. Over time, anyways. ]

" Wise ass baby. "

[ Is he really going to keep swearing around him? ]

" Oh. Okay. In my arms now- you're so... small. "

[ Usually he liked knowing he'd be able to crush something with ease. But this is different. He's a bit freaked out that he could hurt Vinnie like this. Ears pinned back against his head, as he surprisingly lets him play with his goggles. ]

" Haha. You look like you just killed and ate someone with all the berry juice. You'd be a sick murder baby. "

[crazed-claws]

(ooc)

so is wilder like the kind of guy to just leak someone's ip address? just imagining wilder approaching gray and telling him "i know where you live." and freaking the hell out of gray, who shrugs it off only to see his ip address directly messaged to him the next day. 😂

takes a selfie inside your house type

[crazed-claws]

small, shuffling footsteps... two thin, strong arms draping around Wilder in a tight hug. A tear-stained snout against their back. "...Hey." Vinnie croaks, just swaying a little. "I'm sorry about all the chaos... Bein' so down in the dumps. Sorry..." Pathetic little stumps of his wings twitching and buzzing uselessly. ( @a-quiet-garden

[ Once again snooping around a house that was all too familiar, but not his own. His long ear twitched, turning his head slightly as his boyfriend wrapped his arms around him from behind. ]

" They're going to be ripped apart. "

[ Growling, sharpening one of his many knives. The feline like hybrid is literally shaking in rage. ]

" So. Fucking Dead. "

[ He's been watching him. He should have been there- the one time he wasn't spying on him, of COURSE something happens. This is why Vinnie needs eyes on him at all times. ]

[a-quiet-garden]

Vinnie stands there for another moment more, then moves a hand to gently pet Wilder. He shakes his head a little and sniffles. "No, man... No, they're already long gone. The damage has been done..." Hands then moving to grab Wilders wrists, hoping to convince them to put the blade down. "Dont beat yourself up over this. I'm fine.. Always have been, always will be, just-... just gotta power through, yknow?"

[crazed-claws]

[ His fox-like tail twitched in annoyance ( not at Vinne, of course ), letting out a hiss and putting his knife back. He was a bit rough with it, leading him to cut his paw without even noticing... he had a habit of not noticing when he got hurt. ]

" I'm not letting anyone come near you. I should have been there. Their head should be my punching bag right now. "

[ No one touches Vinnie like that. Not even Wilder himself. Not a single thought of harming his moth. Not. Ever. Even if it meant saving everyone in the world, never. He'd let everyone die if it meant keeping Vinnie safe. ]

" I'm not leaving your side now. "

[a-quiet-garden]

"Oh, dude..." Vinnie frowned when Wilder sliced their paw, pulling his arms away so he could remove his shawl and begin wrapping up the bleeding wound. He seemed largely unphased by Wilder's possessive talk. "You're gonna get real bored. You know I never leave the house anymore... Plus, who's gonna go out into town for lil' ol me and get me the things I need?" Vinnie now resting his head against Wilder's shoulder, eyes sad and half-lidded. He wasn't one to say stuff like that often, but he'd also do whatever it took to keep his- fucking batshit insane- lover safe... Not like he needed to, though. Wilder was more than capable of protecting himself and Vinnie all at once. "...Just let Simon come around still, ok..? He's really my only friend left, yknow."

[crazed-claws]

[ Ear twitching as Vinnie took his shawl to help wrap up the wound, tilting his head to the side. ]

" ...I didn't even notice I did that. "

[ He didn't wince in pain, either. He's still in protective mode. ]

" I'll get you everything you want. You can be on one of the cameras I have in your house 24/7. I'll replace everything. "

[ Even if it meant Wilder ate less, he'd make sure Vinnie got enough to eat and more. ]

" ...Simon. "

[ He hissed out the name, both ears pinned back once again. ]

" I'll bite his face off. "

[ He really, REALLY didn't want to see him anywhere near Vinnie after what happened. It was just food- it wasn't like he hurt the moth at all... but any inconvenience caused to Wilder's mate was enough to absolutley enrage him. ]

" I never had a good feeling about him anyway. I fucking knew it. ...fine. I won't kill him. Only because you said so. "

[a-quiet-garden]

"Shiit, you put cameras in here? Haha, that's pretty crazy... Been walkin' round here in the nude too much, you gotta warn me before you go doin' stuff like that." Vinnie laughs, still unphased by how fucking insane and toxic this shit is. Seen as 'his mate', being recorded 24/7, stalked, held hostage, sliced, and 'protected' to the point that it hurt... He loved it all. He adored the affection and attention He then pressed a soft kiss to Wilder's cheek, adjusting their goggles with a smile. "Please don't bite his face off either... He's a good guy, he's just... He's struggling a little. He's my best friend, Wilder- You gotta learn to tolerate him a little more than that." Vinnie took Wilder's paws in his own, rubbing his thumbs over their pawpads. "Thank you, though..."

[crazed-claws]

" It's fine. I'm the only one that looks at them. "

[ Not like it makes it any more legal! But for some reason, Vinnie seems totally okay with this. ( This is NOT normal. If this were real life I would dip INSTANTLY. Luckily it's just a cartoon cat thing and a moth! ) ]

" Mmmh... "

[ Looking off to the side, then letting out a purr. He nuzzles against Vinnie, kissing his cheek right back. ]

" Fine. "

[ It's not like Wilder knew what it was like to have best friends. The only person he was close to in this town was Vinnie. Maybe someday that would change- with the help of Vinnie, of course. Wilder couldn't do that on his own. ]

[a-quiet-garden]

(M: reminder that Moderator does not support irl toxic relationships such as this.) "Hah, you pervert..." Vinnie chuckles into Wilders soft fur, moving his hands so he can wrap them around and hold Wilder close once more... Rubbing and massaging their back. "Thank you, hon... You're the best. N-Now, ah.. I'd say let's get some breakfast, but there's nothing to eat... You feeling brave enough to head out into town with me?"

[crazed-claws]

" Whoops. "

[ Shrugging with a large, fanged smile... it definitely wassn't an accident that he put cameras all around the house and checked them regularly. ]

" I brought something. I saw everything that happened already. "

[ Picking up Vinnie like a bride, walking him over to the sofa and setting him down. With a little content trill ( and that continuous freaky grin on his face ) he slinked off to the kitchen where he had pulled something out of the fridge. When the hell did he put that in there? It's not abnormal for him to have things hidden around Vinnie's house... but this one must have been very recent. ]

" Mmmmeat. "

[ Plopping it down on the counder, salavia dripping off of his long fangs. He's always so excited for it... ]

" ...and something 'borrowed' from old dust and bones Demarco. He's too senile to even notice. "

[ In other words, fresh vegetables! ]

[crazed-claws]

small, shuffling footsteps... two thin, strong arms draping around Wilder in a tight hug. A tear-stained snout against their back. "...Hey." Vinnie croaks, just swaying a little. "I'm sorry about all the chaos... Bein' so down in the dumps. Sorry..." Pathetic little stumps of his wings twitching and buzzing uselessly. ( @a-quiet-garden

[ Once again snooping around a house that was all too familiar, but not his own. His long ear twitched, turning his head slightly as his boyfriend wrapped his arms around him from behind. ]

" They're going to be ripped apart. "

[ Growling, sharpening one of his many knives. The feline like hybrid is literally shaking in rage. ]

" So. Fucking Dead. "

[ He's been watching him. He should have been there- the one time he wasn't spying on him, of COURSE something happens. This is why Vinnie needs eyes on him at all times. ]

[a-quiet-garden]

Vinnie stands there for another moment more, then moves a hand to gently pet Wilder. He shakes his head a little and sniffles. "No, man... No, they're already long gone. The damage has been done..." Hands then moving to grab Wilders wrists, hoping to convince them to put the blade down. "Dont beat yourself up over this. I'm fine.. Always have been, always will be, just-... just gotta power through, yknow?"

[crazed-claws]

[ His fox-like tail twitched in annoyance ( not at Vinne, of course ), letting out a hiss and putting his knife back. He was a bit rough with it, leading him to cut his paw without even noticing... he had a habit of not noticing when he got hurt. ]

" I'm not letting anyone come near you. I should have been there. Their head should be my punching bag right now. "

[ No one touches Vinnie like that. Not even Wilder himself. Not a single thought of harming his moth. Not. Ever. Even if it meant saving everyone in the world, never. He'd let everyone die if it meant keeping Vinnie safe. ]

" I'm not leaving your side now. "

[a-quiet-garden]

"Oh, dude..." Vinnie frowned when Wilder sliced their paw, pulling his arms away so he could remove his shawl and begin wrapping up the bleeding wound. He seemed largely unphased by Wilder's possessive talk. "You're gonna get real bored. You know I never leave the house anymore... Plus, who's gonna go out into town for lil' ol me and get me the things I need?" Vinnie now resting his head against Wilder's shoulder, eyes sad and half-lidded. He wasn't one to say stuff like that often, but he'd also do whatever it took to keep his- fucking batshit insane- lover safe... Not like he needed to, though. Wilder was more than capable of protecting himself and Vinnie all at once. "...Just let Simon come around still, ok..? He's really my only friend left, yknow."

[crazed-claws]

[ Ear twitching as Vinnie took his shawl to help wrap up the wound, tilting his head to the side. ]

" ...I didn't even notice I did that. "

[ He didn't wince in pain, either. He's still in protective mode. ]

" I'll get you everything you want. You can be on one of the cameras I have in your house 24/7. I'll replace everything. "

[ Even if it meant Wilder ate less, he'd make sure Vinnie got enough to eat and more. ]

" ...Simon. "

[ He hissed out the name, both ears pinned back once again. ]

" I'll bite his face off. "

[ He really, REALLY didn't want to see him anywhere near Vinnie after what happened. It was just food- it wasn't like he hurt the moth at all... but any inconvenience caused to Wilder's mate was enough to absolutley enrage him. ]

" I never had a good feeling about him anyway. I fucking knew it. ...fine. I won't kill him. Only because you said so. "

[a-quiet-garden]

"Shiit, you put cameras in here? Haha, that's pretty crazy... Been walkin' round here in the nude too much, you gotta warn me before you go doin' stuff like that." Vinnie laughs, still unphased by how fucking insane and toxic this shit is. Seen as 'his mate', being recorded 24/7, stalked, held hostage, sliced, and 'protected' to the point that it hurt... He loved it all. He adored the affection and attention He then pressed a soft kiss to Wilder's cheek, adjusting their goggles with a smile. "Please don't bite his face off either... He's a good guy, he's just... He's struggling a little. He's my best friend, Wilder- You gotta learn to tolerate him a little more than that." Vinnie took Wilder's paws in his own, rubbing his thumbs over their pawpads. "Thank you, though..."

[crazed-claws]

" It's fine. I'm the only one that looks at them. "

[ Not like it makes it any more legal! But for some reason, Vinnie seems totally okay with this. ( This is NOT normal. If this were real life I would dip INSTANTLY. Luckily it's just a cartoon cat thing and a moth! ) ]

" Mmmh... "

[ Looking off to the side, then letting out a purr. He nuzzles against Vinnie, kissing his cheek right back. ]

" Fine. "

[ It's not like Wilder knew what it was like to have best friends. The only person he was close to in this town was Vinnie. Maybe someday that would change- with the help of Vinnie, of course. Wilder couldn't do that on his own. ]

[crazed-claws]

small, shuffling footsteps... two thin, strong arms draping around Wilder in a tight hug. A tear-stained snout against their back. "...Hey." Vinnie croaks, just swaying a little. "I'm sorry about all the chaos... Bein' so down in the dumps. Sorry..." Pathetic little stumps of his wings twitching and buzzing uselessly. ( @a-quiet-garden

[ Once again snooping around a house that was all too familiar, but not his own. His long ear twitched, turning his head slightly as his boyfriend wrapped his arms around him from behind. ]

" They're going to be ripped apart. "

[ Growling, sharpening one of his many knives. The feline like hybrid is literally shaking in rage. ]

" So. Fucking Dead. "

[ He's been watching him. He should have been there- the one time he wasn't spying on him, of COURSE something happens. This is why Vinnie needs eyes on him at all times. ]

[a-quiet-garden]

Vinnie stands there for another moment more, then moves a hand to gently pet Wilder. He shakes his head a little and sniffles. "No, man... No, they're already long gone. The damage has been done..." Hands then moving to grab Wilders wrists, hoping to convince them to put the blade down. "Dont beat yourself up over this. I'm fine.. Always have been, always will be, just-... just gotta power through, yknow?"

[crazed-claws]

[ His fox-like tail twitched in annoyance ( not at Vinne, of course ), letting out a hiss and putting his knife back. He was a bit rough with it, leading him to cut his paw without even noticing... he had a habit of not noticing when he got hurt. ]

" I'm not letting anyone come near you. I should have been there. Their head should be my punching bag right now. "

[ No one touches Vinnie like that. Not even Wilder himself. Not a single thought of harming his moth. Not. Ever. Even if it meant saving everyone in the world, never. He'd let everyone die if it meant keeping Vinnie safe. ]

" I'm not leaving your side now. "

[a-quiet-garden]

"Oh, dude..." Vinnie frowned when Wilder sliced their paw, pulling his arms away so he could remove his shawl and begin wrapping up the bleeding wound. He seemed largely unphased by Wilder's possessive talk. "You're gonna get real bored. You know I never leave the house anymore... Plus, who's gonna go out into town for lil' ol me and get me the things I need?" Vinnie now resting his head against Wilder's shoulder, eyes sad and half-lidded. He wasn't one to say stuff like that often, but he'd also do whatever it took to keep his- fucking batshit insane- lover safe... Not like he needed to, though. Wilder was more than capable of protecting himself and Vinnie all at once. "...Just let Simon come around still, ok..? He's really my only friend left, yknow."

[crazed-claws]

[ Ear twitching as Vinnie took his shawl to help wrap up the wound, tilting his head to the side. ]

" ...I didn't even notice I did that. "

[ He didn't wince in pain, either. He's still in protective mode. ]

" I'll get you everything you want. You can be on one of the cameras I have in your house 24/7. I'll replace everything. "

[ Even if it meant Wilder ate less, he'd make sure Vinnie got enough to eat and more. ]

" ...Simon. "

[ He hissed out the name, both ears pinned back once again. ]

" I'll bite his face off. "

[ He really, REALLY didn't want to see him anywhere near Vinnie after what happened. It was just food- it wasn't like he hurt the moth at all... but any inconvenience caused to Wilder's mate was enough to absolutley enrage him. ]

" I never had a good feeling about him anyway. I fucking knew it. ...fine. I won't kill him. Only because you said so. "