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The Orphaner says, “I want in.”
Your purr gets stuck. You cough out half a sweep’s worth of disbelief before Mituna smacks you between the shoulder blades. “What the fuck?”
another one for polyswap, for sleepingdragons @ ao3! ancestors, like all 2019 homestuck indulgences, are Good











