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[promiscuous-maryam]

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Porrim rubbed her eyes as she meandered throughout her current bubble. In all honesty, Kankri could get on her nerves sometimes. Yes, she loved him, but if she didn’t she wouldn’t have a second thought about punching him in the face sometimes. His tirades never seemed to end- the only moments of solace being when he was truly startled or if she was away from him. It didn’t take long for her thoughts to take over and let her body go into autopilot, the surroundings simply becoming background. 

Not soon after, she let out a squeak as she felt a pair of arms wrap around her and hoist her up, one quickly moving underneath her legs to carry her bridal-style. She smacked the chest of this intruder, finally to her senses as she looked up to see the one and only- older Kankri. She still scowled, though she did seem to relax a bit more in his arms.

“I tho+ught I to+ld yo+u to+ give me warning the next time yo+u decided to+ po+p up and grab me. No+t that I particularly mind yo+u grabbing me, but it wo+uld be nice to+ kno+w when it happens.”

With her last sentence, she quirked a smile.

[burden2]

@daddysign For a while, Sollux waited in his apartment, wondering if his guest would come soon. He hadn't had the opportunity to explain his powers and he was very eager to explain it to someone who would listen, though he didn't expect it to be an old friend. He was right next to the front door, listening in so he could greet Signless with a hug.

[aberrantcadenza-archive]

@daddysign answered: [ask link]

>>It was late and he was about to go down for the day. He set his phone down and rolled over away from it when he heard it vibrate. He let out a sigh… Because he knew exactly who had sent him that message. It was the troll that he had been avoiding for a week now. The troll that he had gotten into an argument with and stormed off on. The troll whose face he couldn’t get out of his head.

>>He rolled back over and looked at the message. He didn’t send a response. He simply got up from the bed. Got dressed in his usual attire and walked out the door, before his mother could even bring a question to bear.

>>20 moments later he arrived at her home coming to the front with his hands in his pockets. He looked at her with his head down a bit and spoke In a less than charichtaristicly quiet voice “Hey I just…I figured showing up would uh.:.. Mean more than a text…I would love to…”

You hadn’t intended for him to ever get your text. But that’s what you get for having your palmhusk close when you’re half asleep, isn’t it?

You had left it in the typing box and almost pressed send many times. You’d written it and rewritten it and nothing felt right. Lost days of fitful sleep, however, helped none by your guilty thoughts, demanded your attention. Soon enough, you fell victim to sleep, and you thumb rolled over the “send” button without your choice in the matter.

The doorbell leaves you blinking blearily in the morning sunlight… and when you realize it’s him, you feel something in you melt.

You reach out to him, but you’re hesitant to touch him without his permission. Not knowing if he would want you to, at all. Not knowing where you stand. Then you think better of it, withdrawing your hand and holding open the door.

“Come in, please, it’s bright out. I… didn’t expect to see you.”

It’s a start.

[aquaticcaliginous]

Come here, quick!

The sudden pull by the wrist had surprised her a bit, but she knew the two of them had to hide away for a brief moment. Brief enough for her friend to kiss her. She wasn’t sure if that was all part of the plan of hiding away or because their feelings for each other.

Regardless, Custoa kissed back, adding a bit of passion to it so as to maybe discourage the offender from looking.

[ardentguilt]

@daddysign Well helloooooooo there. Who's this good looking man you've come across? "Hey, you there. Can I help you?"

[mutapride-blog]

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W3LL DUH

[aquaticcaliginous]

[Build/Legs]

Build

Custoa stands at about 188 cm, or six feet and two inches, without measuring her horns (which add about eight inches to her height). Her limbs are well toned, though she has a soft curve in the chest and rump, her hips give her body a slight pear shape. She has several various scars and marks all over her, and is on the slightly heavier side of a normal weight for someone of her proportion.

Legs

Her legs are long and built for swimming, dotted with freckles and marked with a few different scars. She has firm calves but her thighs are much softer and riddled with stretch marks from her adolescence, through which she experienced painful growth spurts. She walks normally, though swings her hips a bit when she does.

[aquaticcaliginous]

I’m here for you till you get better

“It’s...it’s just a flu...” She tried to shoo the other way, a bit stubborn. Shortly after saying this she let out a sharp, wet cough. She looked and felt absolutely miserable.