Mar 1, 2021
cuddling
A wonderful kink.
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cuddling
A wonderful kink.
why are you awake this early ?
⋆ early, late
⋆ all a’ matter a’ perception, bud
I want to lay on you and pet your ears
Of course. Come here, my love.
hip isn’t the word I’ll use for it, it’s more of a meme than anything else
🐍 I UNDERSTAND HOW THESE THINGS WORK
🐍 AFTER ALL, MEMES ARE JUST INJOKES THAT BECAME A LITTLE MORE CONNECTED TO THE PEOPLE OF THE TIME!
🐍 THE FACT THEY GO OUT OF STYLE AFTER A LITTLE WHILE ISN’T REALLY THE FAULT OF ANYONE EXCEPT THOSE WHO CONSUME MEDIA AT AN ALARMINGLY QUICK RATE!
🐍 AND IF THE VERY FACT THAT MY REPEATING OF THESE MEMES CAUSES YOU AND OTHERS GREAT PAIN AND MISERY, WELL, THAT SUITS ME JUST FINE!
🐍 BECAUSE I’M EVIL, SWEETIE.
gigabitch replied to your post: terrminallycapricious replied to your post: ...
is it actually soup or a soup of fermented grapes ?
@terrminallycapricious the crowd demands answers
@christop4rphub @gigabitch asked: I’ve got you - Gigabit
Send “I’ve got you” to help my muse wash off blood from their body
“Aw. I was saving that for later.”
He...wasn’t joking unfortunately.
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✉ - push my muse back down when they try to get out of bed (perhaps involving illness, injury, or sleep deprivation)
“Stop.” He hisses it with less patience than he’d intended, correcting himself with a “please.” as he takes Gigabit’s shoulder and presses him firmly back down onto the mattress. “You did the same for me. And you know you aren’t the only one able to do this.”
Surely this environment isn’t the most reassuring, not a most sterile place for recovery, but Gigabit is recovering. If only he’d keep still. Now it’s a gamble if he’ll keep still much longer. Vincent steps out into the doorway, looking back. “Am getting food. There’s a mm-market out this morning. Will be back, alright? Something better to eat than scraps.” That promise should hopefully be enough.
“Can you make it to that chair?”
“ ‘F course I can..” He puts effort into moving steadily, but from Gigabit’s question, he’s already let it show that something’s wrong. Maybe the wavering in his voice.. Is he shivering? He can’t tell. It’s the fever that gives him away, the shaking and unsteadiness that settles thicker every day.. Infection has been growing from a scrape in his side for some time now, and it isn’t a surprise that someone’s smelled injury on him. Just didn’t expect that it would be Gigabit. But he can’t...argue. There is no argument to be made. He tilts the chair towards him and settles into it with a deep sigh, leaning heavily to one side. His head almost flops over his shoulder as he shoots a grim look to the man who’d asked him to sit. “Done it.. What uh-...what now?” What is there to even bother doing..