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Still can't get over this tweet/Donation
oh shit it’s the finale? i didn’t even realize… do it to them jimmy! i guess!
bro if etho or bdubs don't win i am straight up eating my shoe
I literally can only react with It Should Have Been Jimmy
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IF I FIND WHO THIS IS I’M GOING TO KILL YOU
"Bright Eyes.. Why the fuck am I covered in glitter and smell like a whore house?" Cobra x Lucy
“He lies,” Loke interrupted before Lucy could respond the visiting mage’s crass question. “Whore houses don’t smell anything like this - trust me.”
Lucy and Cobra alike stared at the lion spirit as he nonchalantly returned to repairing the decoration Cobra had accidentally walked right into. When it became clear that Loke had no intention of clarifying how he did indeed know this (though the good money was on first-hand experience), Cobra shook his head - both in an attempt to rid himself of whatever was going on in Loke’s head as it was to rid his own of the offending glitter.
Unfortunately, the glue also stuck in the maroon strands wasn’t having any of it.
“Fuck - I’m going to use the damn shower,” Cobra grumbled, stalking off. “How about next time, you tell the demon-woman to put those… things… in places people won’t fucking walk into them!”
“How about you announce when you plan to show up at the guild!” Lucy called after him, no longer intimidated in the slightest by the man (who was technically still a fugitive.)
Loke watched the exchange with interest from his perch on the step stool. Should he be worried about Cobra possibly pursuing his beloved savior? He wouldn’t blame him, honestly, if he was. It meant he had excellent taste.
“You’re delusional!” Cobra shouted from the shower room.
Misunderstanding, Lucy screeched back, “I am not!”
Yeah. Definitely competition.
Talk cute head canons to me please