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the damihux pill. you can take up to one billion a day
Redacted characters favorite place to kiss:
Milo: inner thighs
David: shoulder
Vincent: neck
Asher: all over the face, practically suffocates you
Sam: temple
Porter: hands, right on the knuckles
Guy: the type of fucker who does raspberries on your stomach
Geordi: nose
Aaron: jawline
Ollie: cheek
Lincoln: inner wrist
Huxley: top of head
Damien: back
Lasko: lips
Gavin: lower stomach
(going off pure vibes)
Darlin' asking Sam about stereotypical vampire things and Sam getting more and more exasperated after each one.
"So... Is that whole... Not being able to go inside unless you're invited in thing true?"
"That's not because I'm a vamp, that's me bein' polite, thank you so very much."
"What about mirrors though."
"Darlin'. You've literally seen me look at myself in the mirror. Besides, that bullshit only started back in the time when mirrors were made with silver."
"Oh so you can't wear silver then?"
"Darlin'. I own silver- literally wearin' that necklace you gave me."
"Oh."
...
"What about garlic-"
"I swear to fuckin' God."
Probably tank/darlin when they rekindled with the pack after years and was introduced to david and ashers human partners (they thought Asher and david were secret gay lovers) :
I offer to you : the wolves recovering from anesthesia.
Asher: not surprisingly, he is a blabbermouth. Won't stay still, waving his lanky limbs all over. He's such a danger to himself that Babe has to call in reinforcements a.k.a David and Darlin' to watch him while they go to pick up supplies. Ash takes this opportunity to spill every single piece of gossip he knows, though he's not on his a-game as he jokes about David to David himself who retaliates by making a video of him to show at his next birthday party.
David : the anesthesia turns him into a sap. He is looking at Angel from the passenger seat on the drive home getting all misty eyed which freaks Angel out. He asks Angel to please grab his phone and starts a note in the app talking about how grateful he is for everyone in his life. At home, he insists on using his mate as a weighted blanket which leaves Angel unable to get up for several hours and having to resort to Milo and Sweetheart for supplies and food, they stop by later with their son in tow. Turns out dopey David is a BIG fan of Aggro, who turns out is a big fan of doped David.
Milo : acted all tough until he was about to be put under, at that point he started squeezing Sweetheart's hand really hard and playing with their ring (his is on a chain around their neck until he can wear it again). Sweetheart reassured him time and time again, they were going to be there when he woke up. When he wakes up, he feels too energized and it takes Sweetheart, Marie and Sam to get him to lay back down.
Darlin' : First of all they are pissed Sam made them go. Then they are on meds and they become the most sentimental person ever. They are clinging onto Sam as if he were to vanish into thin air if he wasn't holding them. They grab his face to make him look at them and they go "You just don't understand how much I love you, it freaks me out". They take the opportunity to have a heart to heart with Babe and Milo to tell them how valuable they are and how much they appreciate having both as friends. When David offers to drive, they give him the biggest hug ever and David is lowkey starting to wonder if they're dying. (They're fine)
Hello… so it’s been a long time. How are you guys doing? I brought you an apology gift 🎁 to make up for the fact I disappeared off the face of the earth for two years… life and stuff you know
So I made you a puppy, I hope you like him. I know people were asking for him a lot back then so hopefully you still enjoy him two years later. I’m happy with how he turned out, considering I couldn’t nail his design for the longest time.
Edit: also his height should be saying 5.7 foot. I just suck at freedom units. I think 5.6 might even be better actually
Small life update for people that care, if not just skip:
So in the last two years I got caught up with my final year and university, and my graduate collection and dissertation and a really big competition (which I am happy to say I won 😌😝). Then after graduation I had a horrible time finding a new apartment (screw the London rental market) and then I started a three months internship which turned into a 7 months internship and ended beginning of April and now I’m job hunting (not fun, do not recommend) and thus between staring at listing for junior positions that ask for 3 years of experience and “unpaid opportunities” I had the time to actually sit down and draw something and re-listen some of the older audios, so here we are. So yeah, in summary, I am alive.
Inversion 2.0 gonna be like
Suggestive! But no actual NSFW.
David scoffed, gazing at Angel’s smug face as they lay still snuggled in the sheets.
It’s hard to believe that five minutes ago he was fucking them into the mattress, riled up by their teasing despite it being 5am.
They had shoved their ass into him, nipping at his neck with a breathy “please, Davey”, and he folded. Never mind that he had to wake up for work in an hour. They’ve done way more with less time, after all.
And here they were, clearly satisfied as they watched David get dressed. He was still shirtless, and Angel couldn’t help but wolf whistle in his direction.
David rolled his eyes. “You got plenty of this just a second ago, Angel.”
“Doesn’t mean I can’t want more!” They made grabby hands in his direction.
David is a sap, and he can’t deny Angel when they want him. He leaned down and gave them another kiss on the lips, letting them wrap their arms around his neck to bring him closer.
“You still have 20 minutes, you know.” They whispered against his lips, hands pointedly snaking down to his abs.
“Angel…”
His warning didn’t seem to have an effect.
“Come onnnn. I know you’re still pent up.” Their fingers disappeared under his waistband, eliciting a growl from the man.
His self control was definitely being tested.