“I.. want.. to play.. Club Penguin.”
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“I.. want.. to play.. Club Penguin.”
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The crave was almost unbearable.
“Where is he?” He silently asked himself, his legs twitching as he fantasized in his head. Bark and Nack were both gone.. Bark was shopping for designer clothing to add to his new wardrobe, whilst Bean’s dear, precious Nack was out on a dangerous mission.
“I sure do hope he comes home soon. I don’t think I can take my cravings any longer!” he cried, cupping his empty tummy in despair. Oh, how the small Bean just loved his weasel man! His sweet, soothing voice.. the scents he carried, and his luscious, mighty fine body.. so good to eat.. Thinking about it made the duck drool intensely.
“OH, WHO AM I KIDDING! COME TO ME, NACK! I’M SO HUNGRY!” he pleaded once more.
As if almost called on cue, the strong, tough, and ravishing man of a mammal came trotting through the front door. He stood in the doorway, light beaming through as if it came from heaven above, showing off the gift that was Fang the Sniper. His fur drenched in sweat, indicating it had been a long, almost painful day at his assigned job. He had a smile plastered on his face, indicating the days work had not been a loss.
“Howdy par'ner!” He greeted his friend in his usual hot, deep, gravelly voice. The beast approached his small aquatic bird with his usual toothy grin plastered on his white furred muzzle. “Tis a mighty fine day we be havin’.” He noted out loud, tossing his gun across the floor, as if it meant nothing while being in the presence of his feathered friend.
Upon approaching him, Fang had noticed the drool dripping from the ducks bill, the sniper had curiously raised a brow to this feathered friend as he stood close. “Oi, what’s been goin’ on with ya’?” He asked, his leather gloved hand gently lapping over the ducks cheek, using his thumb to wipe off the mallard’s saliva from his face. “I get ducks gotta thing for bein’ moist in water all the time, but this is ridiculous.” He talked in a low, almost alluring tone, as if to grab the ducks attention.
The duck WHIPPED AROUND as the sound of the door opening filled his ears(?). Seeing his angel of a man enter the room made his eyes light up.
“N-Nack-kun..” he whispered, looking up at his bestest friend in the whole world, the sweat dripping down his hardcore muscles making the duck blush. “It really is, isn’t it?” He agreed, looking into Fang’s dreamy eyes. When Nack’s hand came into contact with his cheek, he shuddered in delight. His touch never failed to make him excited..
“Oh, boss, I was just thinking about you. I was so worried, you’d been gone all day..” The tone he used to talk worked like a charm every time. Not that Bean would complain.. cause he absolutely loved it.
“What were you doing at work today?” He asked curiously, looking up at the mammal curiously. He wanted to know what made the weasel so saltily sweaty and hot-looking– He was always enraptured to know of his bosses adventures on his jobs.
Much like his little blue eyed buddy, Nack’s cerulean eyes met with Bean’s icy blue gaze. Their eyes staying locked on eachother as the two seemed to be caught in their own oceanic world of nothing but eachother. The sniper felt as if they were in their own dimension. Lost in their own little world as he kept his big, strong, muscular hand on the cheek of the smaller creature.
“Oh, Ben,” The extravagant weasel said caringly, all of his attention being on his teammate. “You know you ain’t gotta be worryin’ ‘bout me.” His loving gaze being trapped onto the bird. “We both know I can handle m’self” He said with the tip of the hat with his free hand.
“As for what I did. I was just showin’ off my… heh… gun, as per usual.” There seemed to be a slight, very sensual smirk that came to the weasels face as he seemed to stand closer than ever before. “What about you babe— heh— I mean Bean. What have you been all up an’ doin’ since I been away?” Oh how he loved hearing how his partners day went. It always filled him with joy and excitement to know what the rascal was up to.
He pressed his face into Nack’s hand, taking in the musk of his leather glove. Trapped in his gaze, the duck could only warmly smile up at the purple one.
“Oh, I know.. You’re so big and strong..” He whispered. his eyes begging for attention. When the smirk appeared on the sexy sniper’s face, Bean nearly melted. It certainly aroused him, oh yes. Looking up at the looming, beefy weasel, he grinned back. “I’m sure you did. You sure showed them.” He stated, confident in his words.
He leaned up against Nack’s muscular chest. “I was just thinking about you all day long, baby.” He wiggled his shoulders and hips excitedly. “Were you thinking about me?” He asked, hoping for Nack to respond with, ‘yes’.
“ ‘course I was, Bad Boy. Thinkin’ of you every passin’ hour of the day.” He adverted his eyes away from the duck with a chuckle and a blush. Being in the green ones presence brought his heart to a flutter as he could just hear it thudding against the walls of his strong, ripped chest.
With another chuckle, he brought his attention to his smaller teammate and moved his hand from his face down to his waist as he pulled him in close. Feeling his feathers pressed to his fur, Fang was sure Bean could feel his heart going a million miles an hour.
“Ya’ know I can’t go a moment without dreamin’ of ya, my lil jellybean.” He said, holding his companion closer by the hips as he returned his eyes back Bean’s
“Wow.. I like the sound of that,” He admitted. As the taller, muscular one’s hand traveled to his waist, he tingled a lil’ on the inside. And, he could indeed hear his heartbeat. His sweet, sweet heartbeat. Oh, how he loved his partner so. “Well, of course, Mr. Big.” He complimented, giggling a little at the pet name Fang used.
“Have I ever told you how much I love you?” He declared, almost subconsciously. He felt safe expressing his feelings to his beloved weasel. His face was inches away from the other’s now, his eyes pooled with admiration and utter desire..
this is my favorite fanfic
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hiatus
i cant be around everyone on here atm so im taking a break
im 90% sure everyone here hates me and im always being watched so i need a break
ill reblog this to @its--phoebe only because i dont even care about the other accounts anymore
antoine is,,,my favorite freedom fighter
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Send me ✍️ + a muse, and I’ll try my hand at writing as them
PHOEBE THE AXOLOTL
SONIC THE HEDGEHOG OC RP/ASK BLOG!!
Feel free to interact!!
(please promo me)
SHE IS HERE!!!!!!!
another phoebe i love her
PHOEBE DOODLES!!
IM COMING HOME TOMORROW AND THEN ILL MAKE THE OC BLOG
SHE.👏IS.👏 COMING👏
“You’re not supposed to like the villains”
i’ve been thinking about making a blog for my villain oc
jeepers i didn't think this would get that much attention thank u...
also @ that person who thinks phoebe can't be a villain cause she's cute you can SUCK MY WIGGLY DICK cause she can do whatever she wants
i've been thinking about making a blog for my villain oc
//idk why godmodding pisses me off an abnormal amount
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People will ask nack to hunt their character down for a job. And then like. Instead of having the bullet land somewhere that wont kill them or having it miss (because i dont say where it hits or anything, just that he shoots) — they have their muse GRAB the bullet
Or muses will come and start shit with bearenger and then will like… Grab his fist and stand there like it’s nothing. And when you got this large fucking wall of muscle trying to beat the hell out of you —-mmmmm—-
It gets boring and makes me not want to rp with you or your characters
LETS JUST APPRECIATE THIS SMALL BEAN
((Okay, I have yet to see any appreciation posts about my little ducks height. So, on the ACTUAL wiki pages for the characters, none of the hooligans actually have a height listed [theres a fan page saying bean comes in at 4 foot something. but thats bull, being that most sonic characters are around 3 ½ feet Okay. so Jet is supposed to be Sonics rival and matches sonic at a 3′ 2″. with that information, look at how short the lil duck is. hes so small ….. i love him))
Hi. this is still getting attention apparently. so love him