Apr 21
👕Sturm and Alex in axolotl onesies
Send in "👕" + an article of clothing you'd like to see my muse wear. [Accepting!]
Have one confused lad as how the heck did Alex find something big enough for him?
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👕Sturm and Alex in axolotl onesies
Send in "👕" + an article of clothing you'd like to see my muse wear. [Accepting!]
Have one confused lad as how the heck did Alex find something big enough for him?
"B-..brood..broodmother?"
"Broodqueen?"
“I brought a gun.” You bring those to these, right?..
“Please take it it’s freaking me out I don’t know how to use this thing.”
𝐋𝐘𝐑𝐈𝐂 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒
"Oh my fuckin' god IT'S NOT THAT HARD GIMMIE-"
The uzi has been promptly yoinked from his hands and now she's shooting into the bank they were originally going to rob-
@therxtking
"...."
Kha'xanzyr stared at his company with open contempt, his snout of out joint. He tested the scent of the other and found traces of his brother and... one of the pleasure-kin. Disgusting. Yet he did not dismiss the other, fingers laced and gaze heavy.
" Why have you sought me out? What makes you think I would help a rat man?"
@therxtking | X
"Yea, it's difficult to see while I'm like this. But I've been watchin' ya fuck people up through the shadows. Got some nasty claws and a nice swingin' arm on ya."
An unattended puppy just walks right in, ears swiveling and looking around curiously, and ultimately would like some head scratches.
Of the trio, Kha'xanzyr is the least amenable to beasts. Even Skarbrand has his dog, Khysk and Khazaan his murder-flock. But the Architect has nothing. He makes a face, offers no pats, only apprehension. After all, this creature is very clearly owned by another.
"Where is your master?" He asks, low, annoyed. "Return to them. There is nothing for your here, dog-beast."
“Trick or treat.” A very tired rat is making an effort to do his social rounds with a smile.
Trick? Or... T r e a t ~ 😘
There's a special candy for tiredness, and SHE appeared right infront of him in a quick flash of pink feathers with a voice suddenly saying:
"B O O ! Did I scare outta of your fuzzy britches ~? If I did--
Come and get some sugar to soothe that fright, honee~"
… So does he view Gordon as a feminine male, a masculine female, or just ‘spray that thing with RAID’?
"𝐑𝐀𝐓."