[reallynxley]

#reallynxley -- indie/private Pawbert Lynxley from Zootopia 2.

mutuals only. 20+. 

as portrayed by Baxter ( he/him, 30+, est ) . 

i have ADHD so if I lose focus on a thread, or hyper-fixate on certain threads don’t fault me.

i try my best to keep things as balanced as i can, but i make no promises. 

my DM’s are always open for discussion/plotting.

discord is also available for mutuals.​

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[reallynxley]

((from Pentious! This has been in my camera roll for ever and I keep forgetting to submit it bdhdhs))

˚ .˚ 🐾❄️ ˖ ˚ 𓂂 . ──── "Good thing My family isn't down here... Yet. Then, ey?" Followed by a laugh.

[reallynxley]

Pawbert Prob

[wisteriagrcve]

[ TXT ]: 😔 can't even entertain my request for one moment? [ TXT ]: just even if its something stupid.

[reallynxley]

[txt]: But there's so many things to choose from! [txt]: Something interesting about what???

[coldblood-warmheart]

Gary nodded. "I've had to hunt before. It was a good ssskill to have sssince food wasn't always readily available where I came from. My speciesss is arboreal, so we were able to hunt thossse that lived in the trees. It didn't alwaysss feel good to hunt them, but we had to eat..." He seemed to shrink in on himself a little, but at least Pawbert wasn't openly judging him for it. The sausages did smell good, too. Maybe there was a way that obligate carnivores in Zootopia were able to get the meat that they needed to eat and there wouldn't be a mass panic about it?

He moved over to one of the chairs when prompted, and wasted no time in swallowing his share whole. He didn't need to unhinge his jaw for this, but he certainly could if it had been necessary. "Mmm, thanksss! You're a good cook, Pawbert," he complimented, seeming to have relaxed a little from earlier.

[reallynxley]

˚ .˚ 🐾❄️ ˖ ˚ 𓂂 . ──── Ear twitches when he hears about Gary's experience with hunting. Eyes growing wide with it in surprise. That's more than he'd ever done after all. And it'd certainly be classified as murder around here. There's a blink and a long pause. "So you've killed someone before --" Because ultimately that's what it is no matter how you phrase it.

And of course mind returns to what Pawbert would have to do at the end of all this. "That wasn't hard?" Asked with a snap of sausage as he takes a bite.

[reallynxley]

❝ I hope they have corn chips. ❞ - Ember

˚ .˚ 🐾❄️ ˖ ˚ 𓂂 . ──── "Corn chips --" He hasn't been here before, so he can't say if they do or not. "I don't see why they wouldn't have 'em. Those are like a premo chip! You could have it with any dip. Don't know if they sell dips though --"

[reallynxley]

[  TXT  ]  :  i  can’t  sleep.  tell  me  something  interesting. - Klyon

[ txt ]: Do I look like zoogle?

[dogmotif-deactivated20240505]

they hate me because im gay :/ also i have been murdering the locals but mostly because of the gay thing

[afterlifedefied]

He could definitely share catnip with Pawbert if he ever offered it. "Hah. That's good. Sorry if I freaked you out, friend." Friend? They just met! Mika would shrug a shoulder forward as if trying to roll their muscles. "The door doesn't... really choose where I land n'stuff. I just- kinda appear, you know?" Mika would smile regardless at Pawbert seeming to just ignore the fact the lynx in front of them were contorted in colors and dizzy shapes. A relaxed push forward of their legs to approach the lynx. Their strides relaxed and without a care in the world, looking up to the ever-expansive towers of city buildings.

The door suddenly would blow dust into the wind, as if it were made out of cotton or dandelions. Leaving nothing behind but for the same view as if anyone could come upon them. "Name's Mika. Nice city you got." Mika figuring Pawbert for a local, considering Mika wasn't even really a sheep. A human in disguise, but could Pawbert even know what that was? He stumbles slightly forward. "Damn. Guess I'm glad I ran into you, cause... I have zero idea where I should go." Hinting of where to find the "fun" is so to speak.

[reallynxley]

˚ .˚ 🐾❄️ ˖ ˚ 𓂂 . ──── Friend? He doesn't know this guy from anywhere. Brows furrows at the vague explanation is given to him. You know? "No, I don't know-- Like at all." What he was talking about. What that door did. None of it made any sense to him. And there's a little step back when the other approaches him, uneasy about all of this as he feels any other logical animal should be.

And that unease and suspicion isn't brushed off with the casualty of the other's demeanor. Frankly it makes him more suspicious considering it's an act he tended to put on to fit in with others. "Thanks?" A little pucker of lips as he looked the other over. "Maybe you should hire a Zootopia guide then. They know all the cool places --" Well, mostly tourist attractions but that'd be exciting for anyone from not around here.

[quiroptofobia]

closed starter for 🡢 @reallynxley 🐈

The demon extends his wings above his head to their full length as his mouth opens, a loud screeching sound escaping his mouth. After letting go of the ceiling raft he's been hanging upside down from for the last couple hours, he slowly glides towards the stage below to join the duo that are readying themselves to impress an expectant audience with their music. Yurem's bare feet land on the cool floor and he wiggles his toes, grateful to be where he's meant to be. This time when he shows off his wings is by extending them to the sides in order to bring more attention to his fluffy chest, where there is a skull pendant nestled in there hanging from a feather necklace clasped around his neck. Made from jade and gold, it glints every time the neon lights touch it when he shifts his lean, muscled body this way and that. A grin curls his fanged mouth, pleased with his little display of vanity before the real show begins. Even by keeping track of every single movement with a hungry gaze, it would be impossible to tell how he is pulling such a trick, but his hands that only a second ago were empty are now holding a violin and a bow. While standing on one foot, he inclines his head to the crowd before bringing those two together, creating a melody that although melancholic in nature at the beginning soon increases to an upbeat song. As soon as he takes notice of all the people that started to dance, so does he, never missing a single note. Quite the contrary, he gracefully sways to the rhythm, oftentimes too quick for the naked eye to perceive his exact location from one point to the next.

[reallynxley]

˚ .˚ 🐾❄️ ˖ ˚ 𓂂 . ──── Hanging out in places like this wasn't unfamiliar to Pawbert in life, and it certainly wasn't in death either it seems. It's just a different vibe when every seems to be out for something down here, it makes relaxing difficult. But after a few drinks that was never really a problem. Especially when the bartender had a particularly heavy hand when it came to pouring the drinks. And it seemed this one on tonight did.

So there's a good buzz tonight. And eyes flit to stage as some performers come on. It helps ease the tension that seemed to be building between a few demons that seemed like they were about to start a fight out of sheer boredom. And Pawbert watches as some are snatched up to dance. While his head bobs along to the beat. A little clap even given after the set seems to wrap up before he's asking for another refill.

[reallynxley]

Gonna make Pawbert a Tboy cos I can 🏳️‍⚧️

[cookiee080]

[rickv-786]

⋆｡𖦹 🥥˚ 𓇼🌴 ˚｡⋆ ─────── Vice watched the lynx carefully as they were asses by them. He could feel their eyes studying them, and quite frankly Vice was doing the same to them, watching the way they moved and talked. It almost seemed kind of comical but intriguing at the same time. "Where am I from?" Vice asked as he raised his eyebrow at them. "I come from a place called Florida, Miami. I'm from a realm where it's inhabited by humans." He explained with a bit of a lazy drawl to his voice. Earth. It wasn't so special but it was home.

[reallynxley]

˚ .˚ 🐾❄️ ˖ ˚ 𓂂 . ──── An excitedly curious nod is returned when his query is repeated. And head cocks to the side, ears flopping with it when he gets his answer. "Florida --" Repeated back, but it's clear he's not familiar with it. But it makes more sense to Pawbert as the other goes on. "So -- you are an alien." Was that the right word for it? He's not sure. "Are there animals, like me, there too?" And head tilts the other way. "Florida must be a warm climate place or you'd probably get cold so easily..."

[reallynxley]

Don't be pushy about replies with me. It'll just make me not reply and block probably if it keeps happening.

[misshopps]

❀- Despite Judy's often present hesitance to show that initial vulnerability she once had with him---that defense she'd built up since the reptile case had recently been slowly crumbling. It seemed like the MORE kindness and gestures like this she saw, the faster it did.

" Well they did a great job." the bunny replies with a smile, her gaze actually keeping his for a long moment before falling back onto the flowers. " They're really beautiful."

There was a breath of a laugh, her tiny paw resting on the box of chocolates." Theres no way I'm eating all this alone."

[reallynxley]

˚ .˚ 🐾❄️ ˖ ˚ 𓂂 . ──── She approved, and a smile comes over the lynxes face. Genuine and excited. It was promising that she didn't seem to be pushing him away -- not that she did so typically in a harsh way. It was usually subtle. But not today.

If all it took were a few gifts -- he could do that.

And lids grow a little heavy with a smirk, "Is that an invitation?"

[reallynxley]

I wonder what a Pawbert x Dawn relationship would be like?

I don't think that's possible. She doesn't like predators. And he probably wouldn't like that about her. And his family are exactly the type of predators she resents.

[oncce-againn]

(trying to flirt) can i be your problem