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Aether sneaks up on Faerie and pokes her sides. “boo! You look like you’re miles away!” He grabs all the party stuff he could get from the plastic bags he carries. “I think I wrecked their inventory.”

I mean, it goes with the mustache, right? *chuckles*

Aether leans over. “She wants to be free... I still say we shoulda showed up in our birthday suits.” He tugs at his tailored suit.

Keep reblogging this please!!

Perfect, because I, in fact, hold a beloved Klondike Bar.

Since you have said Klondike bar, what exactly is it you want me to do for it?

Hmmmm…. honestly I haven’t thought that far. I didn’t think you’d answer that. *scratches his chin*

Is it assuring that I’d do anything for you? Forget the Klondike bar. Well…no. I actually do feel rather peckish.

Well before you go pecking anything come over here and take a few shots with me.

My pleasure. After the first shot, I’ll surely be giving you some pecks. Fair warning, I will end up in your lap.

Oh? That’s fine, I have plenty of room. *shit eating grin as he sets up the shots*

Mmm, I’m glad we’re spending time together. Really, I think it’s overdue. Might I suggest body shots?

I’m up for it, though you may have to, ah.. explain.. *surprisingly, Aether’s face goes a tiny bit red* how…

Body shots, mate. See, you pour the drink down the person’s abs…*lifts shirt up* and you lick it off em. Go on, have a try!

Alright… *he grabs a shot glass and slowly works his way to his knees. He moves his hair out of the way as much as he can, and puts the glass to Ifrit’s skin. Slowly he pours the shot down the ghoul’s abs, while his tongue slowly catches the dribbling liquor. Once the shot was finished, he cleans up Ifrit’s skin carefully, before looking up at him* like that?

Ifrit looks down and watches Aether catch the liquor down his rock hard abs. He couldn’t help but grin, and even bite his bottom lip a little. The ghoul blinks and slowly runs a hand through Aether’s hair, “Mmm, that’s lovely. Whaddya think? Ready for me?”

Aether grins when he sees Ifrit bite his lip. “I’m always ready…” he stands and eventually just peels his shirt off. “I don’t have the abs you have, so this should be interesting.”

“Ain’t mean I won’t do it,” he assures, “Right. Let’s get to it.” Ifrit takes the shot glass and pours it from below Aether’s chest. The liquor pours down, then Ifrit laps it up slowly. As he reaches the top, Ifrit smiles and bats his eyes up at Aether, showing off his pretty eyes.

Aether chuckles and lets a quiet purr escape. “Almost tickled, there.” He grins at Ifrit, mimicking him by putting his hands in the Ghouls hair. “I don’t remember seeing your eyes that crazy pretty before..”

Ifrit blushes and giggles coyly at the compliment. He leans his head into Aether’s hands and sighs, “Yup. They’re bound to drive people crazy too. Don’t stare too long, I don’t want you to get lost in them.” The fire ghoul gives a cheeky little smirk, and shows off his eyes once again by batting his lashes. “Want another go?”

“You know you’re terribly vain, yeah?” He laughs. “Let me go pour some more.”

thanks, will tinker. I hate this, it’s my auxiliary brain

wrong OS, I think I’m on 10.3 (the page refuses to load; more fun) but at least “permissions” is the keyword I need to go digging for a fix

Is your iOS up to date… if you said it’s on 10.3 then it’s definitely not up to date (iOS is on 11.2 currently) maybe try updating to the most recent one and see if that fixes any of the issues before drastic measures are needed?

Yikes tho I’m glad you found a way to get it to work again!

Faerie comes into the living room holding a bundle in her arms. She’s just returned from her rounds in the forest, checking up on the plants and animals. “It’s an abandoned fox kit. A little girl. But she’s two months old,” The wood witch frowns. “Usually foxes have their babies between March and June, not October. This doesn’t make any sense at all. I found her alone, sleeping in this blanket, almost as if someone just left her there! I don’t think she’s a wild fox. I think she’s another exotic abandoned pet, like Steve French and the raccoons,”

“Oh, that poor thing!” He shuffled closer to take a peek at the kit. His jaw drops at how cute the baby is. Maybe it’s because he has a baby of his own and another on the way, but either way he finds himself completely in love with the baby fox. “She’s adorable…”

Faerie watches Aether practically melt at the sight of the wee fox. He’s wearing the same expression he usually reserves for when Matilda does something especially adorable, or when Candy Corn is moving around. “Do you want to hold her while I fix her something to eat?” Faerie says, smiling.

“Yes!” He doesn’t hesitate, while making grabby hands toward the creature. When she transfers the kit to him he nearly squeals with happiness. “Hey little baaaaby”

Faerie’s grin widens. Looks like the kit will be staying here at the cabin, another addition to The Peaceable Kingdom she’s built. “Thank you,” she says, kissing Aether’s cheek. She goes into the kitchen to put together something for the fox. Kits are weaned at her age, so Faerie can give her solids. Foxes are also omnivores, so she puts together a little platter of chicken, salmon, apples and berries. She cuts it all into little pieces, the way she would for a toddler, only the meats are raw. When it’s done, she brings it out to the living room.

He’s still holding the kit, trying to pet it, and making cooing sounds. It almost looks like he’s about to cry.

“Aether, I’ve got it all ready. She’s old enough for solids…” Faerie pauses to watch her love with the fox kit. “It looks like you two are starting to bond. If you want, we can keep her.”

His eyes go wide. “Y E S.” Where should she be for her food?

“She’s an artiste.” He laughs. He grabs a bit of meat and delicately places it before the fox, his breath held to see what the baby would do.

The kit sniff the bit of chicken, and the fingers holding it, then gently takes the food, and eats. “Good girl,” Faerie says, approvingly.

“A…ahh… she’s… way too cute…” Aethers face is much redder than before.

“Isn’t she?” Faerie says offering the kit a slice of apple. She eats this too, and the Witch can’t help but melt at the little cronching noises.

“Look, she’s making little noises too...” He goes to give her a little pet.

Faerie comes into the living room holding a bundle in her arms. She’s just returned from her rounds in the forest, checking up on the plants and animals. “It’s an abandoned fox kit. A little girl. But she’s two months old,” The wood witch frowns. “Usually foxes have their babies between March and June, not October. This doesn’t make any sense at all. I found her alone, sleeping in this blanket, almost as if someone just left her there! I don’t think she’s a wild fox. I think she’s another exotic abandoned pet, like Steve French and the raccoons,”

“Oh, that poor thing!” He shuffled closer to take a peek at the kit. His jaw drops at how cute the baby is. Maybe it’s because he has a baby of his own and another on the way, but either way he finds himself completely in love with the baby fox. “She’s adorable…”

Faerie watches Aether practically melt at the sight of the wee fox. He’s wearing the same expression he usually reserves for when Matilda does something especially adorable, or when Candy Corn is moving around. “Do you want to hold her while I fix her something to eat?” Faerie says, smiling.

“Yes!” He doesn’t hesitate, while making grabby hands toward the creature. When she transfers the kit to him he nearly squeals with happiness. “Hey little baaaaby”

Faerie’s grin widens. Looks like the kit will be staying here at the cabin, another addition to The Peaceable Kingdom she’s built. “Thank you,” she says, kissing Aether’s cheek. She goes into the kitchen to put together something for the fox. Kits are weaned at her age, so Faerie can give her solids. Foxes are also omnivores, so she puts together a little platter of chicken, salmon, apples and berries. She cuts it all into little pieces, the way she would for a toddler, only the meats are raw. When it’s done, she brings it out to the living room.

He’s still holding the kit, trying to pet it, and making cooing sounds. It almost looks like he’s about to cry.

“Aether, I’ve got it all ready. She’s old enough for solids…” Faerie pauses to watch her love with the fox kit. “It looks like you two are starting to bond. If you want, we can keep her.”

His eyes go wide. “Y E S.” Where should she be for her food?

“She’s an artiste.” He laughs. He grabs a bit of meat and delicately places it before the fox, his breath held to see what the baby would do.

The kit sniff the bit of chicken, and the fingers holding it, then gently takes the food, and eats. “Good girl,” Faerie says, approvingly.

“A...ahh... she’s... way too cute...” Aethers face is much redder than before.

Perfect, because I, in fact, hold a beloved Klondike Bar.

Since you have said Klondike bar, what exactly is it you want me to do for it?

Hmmmm…. honestly I haven’t thought that far. I didn’t think you’d answer that. *scratches his chin*

Is it assuring that I’d do anything for you? Forget the Klondike bar. Well…no. I actually do feel rather peckish.

Well before you go pecking anything come over here and take a few shots with me.

My pleasure. After the first shot, I’ll surely be giving you some pecks. Fair warning, I will end up in your lap.

Oh? That’s fine, I have plenty of room. *shit eating grin as he sets up the shots*

Mmm, I’m glad we’re spending time together. Really, I think it’s overdue. Might I suggest body shots?

I’m up for it, though you may have to, ah.. explain.. *surprisingly, Aether’s face goes a tiny bit red* how…

Body shots, mate. See, you pour the drink down the person’s abs…*lifts shirt up* and you lick it off em. Go on, have a try!

Alright… *he grabs a shot glass and slowly works his way to his knees. He moves his hair out of the way as much as he can, and puts the glass to Ifrit’s skin. Slowly he pours the shot down the ghoul’s abs, while his tongue slowly catches the dribbling liquor. Once the shot was finished, he cleans up Ifrit’s skin carefully, before looking up at him* like that?

Ifrit looks down and watches Aether catch the liquor down his rock hard abs. He couldn’t help but grin, and even bite his bottom lip a little. The ghoul blinks and slowly runs a hand through Aether’s hair, “Mmm, that’s lovely. Whaddya think? Ready for me?”

Aether grins when he sees Ifrit bite his lip. “I’m always ready…” he stands and eventually just peels his shirt off. “I don’t have the abs you have, so this should be interesting.”

“Ain’t mean I won’t do it,” he assures, “Right. Let’s get to it.” Ifrit takes the shot glass and pours it from below Aether’s chest. The liquor pours down, then Ifrit laps it up slowly. As he reaches the top, Ifrit smiles and bats his eyes up at Aether, showing off his pretty eyes.

Aether chuckles and lets a quiet purr escape. “Almost tickled, there.” He grins at Ifrit, mimicking him by putting his hands in the Ghouls hair. “I don’t remember seeing your eyes that crazy pretty before..”

Faerie comes into the living room holding a bundle in her arms. She’s just returned from her rounds in the forest, checking up on the plants and animals. “It’s an abandoned fox kit. A little girl. But she’s two months old,” The wood witch frowns. “Usually foxes have their babies between March and June, not October. This doesn’t make any sense at all. I found her alone, sleeping in this blanket, almost as if someone just left her there! I don’t think she’s a wild fox. I think she’s another exotic abandoned pet, like Steve French and the raccoons,”

“Oh, that poor thing!” He shuffled closer to take a peek at the kit. His jaw drops at how cute the baby is. Maybe it’s because he has a baby of his own and another on the way, but either way he finds himself completely in love with the baby fox. “She’s adorable…”

Faerie watches Aether practically melt at the sight of the wee fox. He’s wearing the same expression he usually reserves for when Matilda does something especially adorable, or when Candy Corn is moving around. “Do you want to hold her while I fix her something to eat?” Faerie says, smiling.

“Yes!” He doesn’t hesitate, while making grabby hands toward the creature. When she transfers the kit to him he nearly squeals with happiness. “Hey little baaaaby”

Faerie’s grin widens. Looks like the kit will be staying here at the cabin, another addition to The Peaceable Kingdom she’s built. “Thank you,” she says, kissing Aether’s cheek. She goes into the kitchen to put together something for the fox. Kits are weaned at her age, so Faerie can give her solids. Foxes are also omnivores, so she puts together a little platter of chicken, salmon, apples and berries. She cuts it all into little pieces, the way she would for a toddler, only the meats are raw. When it’s done, she brings it out to the living room.

He’s still holding the kit, trying to pet it, and making cooing sounds. It almost looks like he’s about to cry.

“Aether, I’ve got it all ready. She’s old enough for solids…” Faerie pauses to watch her love with the fox kit. “It looks like you two are starting to bond. If you want, we can keep her.”

His eyes go wide. “Y E S.” Where should she be for her food?

“She’s an artiste.” He laughs. He grabs a bit of meat and delicately places it before the fox, his breath held to see what the baby would do.

Perfect, because I, in fact, hold a beloved Klondike Bar.

Since you have said Klondike bar, what exactly is it you want me to do for it?

Hmmmm…. honestly I haven’t thought that far. I didn’t think you’d answer that. *scratches his chin*

Is it assuring that I’d do anything for you? Forget the Klondike bar. Well…no. I actually do feel rather peckish.

Well before you go pecking anything come over here and take a few shots with me.

My pleasure. After the first shot, I’ll surely be giving you some pecks. Fair warning, I will end up in your lap.

Oh? That’s fine, I have plenty of room. *shit eating grin as he sets up the shots*

Mmm, I’m glad we’re spending time together. Really, I think it’s overdue. Might I suggest body shots?

I’m up for it, though you may have to, ah.. explain.. *surprisingly, Aether’s face goes a tiny bit red* how…

Body shots, mate. See, you pour the drink down the person’s abs…*lifts shirt up* and you lick it off em. Go on, have a try!

Alright… *he grabs a shot glass and slowly works his way to his knees. He moves his hair out of the way as much as he can, and puts the glass to Ifrit’s skin. Slowly he pours the shot down the ghoul’s abs, while his tongue slowly catches the dribbling liquor. Once the shot was finished, he cleans up Ifrit’s skin carefully, before looking up at him* like that?

Ifrit looks down and watches Aether catch the liquor down his rock hard abs. He couldn’t help but grin, and even bite his bottom lip a little. The ghoul blinks and slowly runs a hand through Aether’s hair, “Mmm, that’s lovely. Whaddya think? Ready for me?”

Aether grins when he sees Ifrit bite his lip. “I’m always ready...” he stands and eventually just peels his shirt off. “I don’t have the abs you have, so this should be interesting.”

Faerie comes into the living room holding a bundle in her arms. She’s just returned from her rounds in the forest, checking up on the plants and animals. “It’s an abandoned fox kit. A little girl. But she’s two months old,” The wood witch frowns. “Usually foxes have their babies between March and June, not October. This doesn’t make any sense at all. I found her alone, sleeping in this blanket, almost as if someone just left her there! I don’t think she’s a wild fox. I think she’s another exotic abandoned pet, like Steve French and the raccoons,”

“Oh, that poor thing!” He shuffled closer to take a peek at the kit. His jaw drops at how cute the baby is. Maybe it’s because he has a baby of his own and another on the way, but either way he finds himself completely in love with the baby fox. “She’s adorable…”

Faerie watches Aether practically melt at the sight of the wee fox. He’s wearing the same expression he usually reserves for when Matilda does something especially adorable, or when Candy Corn is moving around. “Do you want to hold her while I fix her something to eat?” Faerie says, smiling.

“Yes!” He doesn’t hesitate, while making grabby hands toward the creature. When she transfers the kit to him he nearly squeals with happiness. “Hey little baaaaby”

Faerie’s grin widens. Looks like the kit will be staying here at the cabin, another addition to The Peaceable Kingdom she’s built. “Thank you,” she says, kissing Aether’s cheek. She goes into the kitchen to put together something for the fox. Kits are weaned at her age, so Faerie can give her solids. Foxes are also omnivores, so she puts together a little platter of chicken, salmon, apples and berries. She cuts it all into little pieces, the way she would for a toddler, only the meats are raw. When it’s done, she brings it out to the living room.

He’s still holding the kit, trying to pet it, and making cooing sounds. It almost looks like he’s about to cry.

“Aether, I’ve got it all ready. She’s old enough for solids…” Faerie pauses to watch her love with the fox kit. “It looks like you two are starting to bond. If you want, we can keep her.”

His eyes go wide. “Y E S.” Where should she be for her food?

Perfect, because I, in fact, hold a beloved Klondike Bar.

Since you have said Klondike bar, what exactly is it you want me to do for it?

Hmmmm…. honestly I haven’t thought that far. I didn’t think you’d answer that. *scratches his chin*

Is it assuring that I’d do anything for you? Forget the Klondike bar. Well…no. I actually do feel rather peckish.

Well before you go pecking anything come over here and take a few shots with me.

My pleasure. After the first shot, I’ll surely be giving you some pecks. Fair warning, I will end up in your lap.

Oh? That’s fine, I have plenty of room. *shit eating grin as he sets up the shots*

Mmm, I’m glad we’re spending time together. Really, I think it’s overdue. Might I suggest body shots?

I’m up for it, though you may have to, ah.. explain.. *surprisingly, Aether’s face goes a tiny bit red* how…

Body shots, mate. See, you pour the drink down the person’s abs…*lifts shirt up* and you lick it off em. Go on, have a try!

Alright... *he grabs a shot glass and slowly works his way to his knees. He moves his hair out of the way as much as he can, and puts the glass to Ifrit’s skin. Slowly he pours the shot down the ghoul’s abs, while his tongue slowly catches the dribbling liquor. Once the shot was finished, he cleans up Ifrit’s skin carefully, before looking up at him* like that?

Faerie comes into the living room holding a bundle in her arms. She’s just returned from her rounds in the forest, checking up on the plants and animals. “It’s an abandoned fox kit. A little girl. But she’s two months old,” The wood witch frowns. “Usually foxes have their babies between March and June, not October. This doesn’t make any sense at all. I found her alone, sleeping in this blanket, almost as if someone just left her there! I don’t think she’s a wild fox. I think she’s another exotic abandoned pet, like Steve French and the raccoons,”

“Oh, that poor thing!” He shuffled closer to take a peek at the kit. His jaw drops at how cute the baby is. Maybe it’s because he has a baby of his own and another on the way, but either way he finds himself completely in love with the baby fox. “She’s adorable…”

Faerie watches Aether practically melt at the sight of the wee fox. He’s wearing the same expression he usually reserves for when Matilda does something especially adorable, or when Candy Corn is moving around. “Do you want to hold her while I fix her something to eat?” Faerie says, smiling.

“Yes!” He doesn’t hesitate, while making grabby hands toward the creature. When she transfers the kit to him he nearly squeals with happiness. “Hey little baaaaby”

Faerie’s grin widens. Looks like the kit will be staying here at the cabin, another addition to The Peaceable Kingdom she’s built. “Thank you,” she says, kissing Aether’s cheek. She goes into the kitchen to put together something for the fox. Kits are weaned at her age, so Faerie can give her solids. Foxes are also omnivores, so she puts together a little platter of chicken, salmon, apples and berries. She cuts it all into little pieces, the way she would for a toddler, only the meats are raw. When it’s done, she brings it out to the living room.

He’s still holding the kit, trying to pet it, and making cooing sounds. It almost looks like he’s about to cry.

Faerie comes into the living room holding a bundle in her arms. She’s just returned from her rounds in the forest, checking up on the plants and animals. “It’s an abandoned fox kit. A little girl. But she’s two months old,” The wood witch frowns. “Usually foxes have their babies between March and June, not October. This doesn’t make any sense at all. I found her alone, sleeping in this blanket, almost as if someone just left her there! I don’t think she’s a wild fox. I think she’s another exotic abandoned pet, like Steve French and the raccoons,”

“Oh, that poor thing!” He shuffled closer to take a peek at the kit. His jaw drops at how cute the baby is. Maybe it’s because he has a baby of his own and another on the way, but either way he finds himself completely in love with the baby fox. “She’s adorable…”

Faerie watches Aether practically melt at the sight of the wee fox. He’s wearing the same expression he usually reserves for when Matilda does something especially adorable, or when Candy Corn is moving around. “Do you want to hold her while I fix her something to eat?” Faerie says, smiling.

“Yes!” He doesn’t hesitate, while making grabby hands toward the creature. When she transfers the kit to him he nearly squeals with happiness. “Hey little baaaaby”