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[hinderr]

EID MUBARAK FELIX !!!! AND UH- EID MUBARAK BELLA EDWARD AND JACOB TOO

[sacred-coffin]

💌 wawa

MY FREN FLEX!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I am always so excites 2 see you 🥺 I just think you're really funny & creative. Like. Absolute master of creating & sticking to the bit

Also I love how you are always feeding me good art. I will never starve, even if I do not know who those call of duty guys are

[nastylittleghouls]

i will kill you because of those tags actually

Come at me

But listen, imagine Dew being able to see through Aether's glamour and pointing it out to Copia; they just know he's the one. That they need him. Somehow, Copia manages to work his Italian charm on Aether.

AO3 for the so inclined

Some spice of the eating out kind under the cut because....science?

At Aether's raised eyebrow, challenging yet warm, he walks the Ghoul over to a table and sits him down. It's a thrill, having him so pliant, knowing how easily he could crush him. Even more so when he gets on his knees, only grimacing slightly when his knees hit the sticky floor, and it heightens their size difference tenfold. Reverently, he rests his hands on Aether's thighs at first, bathing in the towering presence, before they slide up to open his pants, getting them out of the way and burying his face right in, groaning at the scent. While Aether is already threading his fingers through Copia's hair, curling tighter at the first wet flick with the faintest of gasps.

Hips twitch forward as the old man swirls his tongue and sucks with purpose, unheeding the saliva and slick smeared around his mouth and starting to drip down his chin already. Fingers digging into those thick thighs as he mutters between moans how good Aether will have it, how much good Aether will do, how he'll get this, and more whenever he wants if he just agrees to join the cause. To join him. Praise after praise. And Aether.....Aether digs the heel of his boot into his shoulder as he shudders through all of it, the desire in Copia's words, his relentless tongue, trying hard to stay quiet, but failing. Not when he's made up his mind.

He found him. It's a sign of the prince. It has to be.

Then he notices Dewdrop watching them, hand on himself and that's when he loses it. Back arching sweetly and caging Copia's face firmly between his thighs as he's squirting hot not only all over Copia's face but the floor of the bar too. Copia's body betraying him at the feeling, making him come untouched with a "thank you" spilling over his lips.

Dewdrop winks at Aether before he slinks back into the shadows.

Later, this is what Copia will think about every time he slides his hand up the inside of Aether's thigh on stage.

[dogboydickswizzle]

GASP....

yeas <3

[everybodyshusband]

happy blurbday!!!!

A GIFT A GIFT A GIFT THANK YOUUUU !!!!!!!!!

[hinderr]

hi. killing you with hammers btw <- just read bolf

HEEHEEHEE. HI FELIX :] :]

[hinderr]

hi quick question what does irs (as in irs cuddlepile) stand for. because i know only the internal revenue service and i doubt its that

BAHAHSHSHHEHEHA it's a funny bit turned way we refer to the adventuring party as a whole because like, the last names of our characters can be used to spell out IRS. So we've got Ironside (as in Sanguine Ironside), Rhodes (as in Andy Rhodes) and Skiesly (as in Sal, Pen and technically though not quite yet Flick). Also because the plot involves us going to someone's (spooky) estate. We're literally the IRS I love them

@agoraestate

[hinderr]

sorry i didn't know you were team jacob

That's better