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[disgraced-doctor-junkenstein]

Blep?

//Sorry! Mun’s brain is still rebooting from sleep. All I can think of is Whip with their tongue out and Doc just uncertain if he should try to push it back in like one might an animal or just leave them to blep in peace.

[mcawesome-jesse-mccree]

"What stage is it at?"

“Petals....right now at least.” Jesse said trying to keep his breathing even. “Got a few roots started but...” he gave a shallow shrug.

[revclverheld]

@ceocu

Jesse had thought about it for a while now. He was satisfied with everything, much as Seamus was, but there was something... he was curious. In a way. Had questioned himself quite a few times, but he finally decided it was time to have a little chat about it. Just to see what his fiancé would say about it.

Testing the waters. or something like that? Not that bad actually. They could talk about everything. McCree just had never... talked about this. Not in this way.

“Darlin’?”, he asked as he made his way over to the living room, seeing his partner resting on the couch with a bunch of kittens. They all seemed to be happy though, had just been fed and taken care of.

“You have a minute? Gotta talk to you ‘bout somethin’, if you don’ mind.”

[primedspecimen]

@ceocu for MERS because I’m NEED right now.

Jamison figured it’d just be a normal day, poking his big nose around in places he probably shouldn’t. Mostly for food, really, so he was hanging a bit deeper in the water, searching for an opportunity to strike. He was hoping for something live, so he’d settle for something small but fat. It had been a while since he’d caught something fresh, considering his arm and the fins on his right side were a little busted.

He had to pause, though. Something was moving above him. Something that was reflecting light. That meant... shiny. Large eyes swiveled upward, head following suit, to spot a very... very shiny Mer. God, they were... captivating. So much so that he’d abandoned his hunting to follow quietly from below. His eyes were locked on the glistening, iridescent scales, which shimmered and changed colors as their tail swayed. Even if he wasn’t trying to be quiet, he was far too rapt in the other to find words.

Saliva seeped out from between his jagged, mishmash of teeth, left ajar from his fascination.

[v--iper]

ceocu replied to your post: Ashe, you aren't helping the situation.

“Thank you for proving Jesse right. You will recieve any remaining payment from the barbecue within the week. Have a good day.”

“Oh sweet, I wanted that money back!”

[fraglaunchingferal]

"Ya loike me, don't'cha, Smiles~"

@ceocu

[bevrijdme]

@ceocu​ | continued from: [x]

Restless is the soul corralled behind barricade and wall, contained but not quite dealt with. It was a curious problem that a quick-witted Sigma was swift to conclude would be left to the one who prowled the length of the wall that barred him from freedom, an adversary that was utterly abhorred by the gravity manipulator’s diminishing morals. 

At least until he lost the ability to focus his thoughts.

Whilst he had yet this day to fall prey to the chimes of an insistent melody audible exclusively to his own ears, he was certainly circling the abyss, resisting exterior forces by way of sheer luck rather than any action taken against him so far. Little effort would be required to see him take the inevitable plunge, and part of him suspected that his captures knew this too.

SO WHY THE SUPERFLUOUS PARADE?! IT SHOULD ALL BE TORN DOWN! DO IT, YOU KNOW THAT YOU WANT TO---!!!

Left with no choice but to listen, it took no time at all to notice the effect that Wisp’s grim cautioning had on the levitating Dutchman. Sigma initially recoiled in sheer horror, as a look of dawning realisation swept over his face. Did his close friends and family realise that he survived the accident? Did any of them bother to try and find out what really happened to him?

THEY ALLOWED YOU TO ROT!!! STRESSED IT WAS FOR YOUR OWN GOOD!!! LIARS!!! THE TRUTH IS YOU FRIGHTEN THEM!!!

Mind flooded with a muddled mess of thoughts, one in particular found an outlet as he willed his mouth to whisper--

“I don’t... exist... to the public? N-no... they must be made aware that I am here!!! That I am still alive!”

For as long as Talon deems his abilities to be useful, anyway.

[dragxnfall]

ceocu replied to your post “my two rp moods on this blog are: give kittenji snugs and chus1!!!...”

One arm holds kittenji, other hand beats McCree with a stick.

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