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Wolverine vs Sabretooth sketcho (Marvel Earth-9115)

Was in a big mood to draw something with my fav 2 fictional characters and my favorite fictional rivalry .

Honestly its quite surprising I dont draw these two clashing more often.

Leaned into their poses from the old Capcom fighting games they were in. Wish I went a bit more detailed/cleaner with their lines and such, but I was way too tired drawing this XD

My mistake was doing my laundry with the door to the bedroom open which got these two into a crime scheming mood. Fizzy ran in to the room and got spooked because she knows she usually isnt allowed in there and started thumping and scrabbling around. I tried to escort her out and faygo got geeked amd ran in too (probably to steal socks) and i removed them both promptly and put a cardboard barrier. This only increased their hype

I started to shoo them away when they got near the room and it backfired because it turned into a "oo im gonna getcha" game to them (and it took me finally seeing fizzy binky off the third time I shooed her before I realized I was looped into a game) and they would not calm down from how giddy they were for an hour

Yes!

I visited yesterday. Nico is as insane as ever and nano is quite sassy

Most surprisingly though, she's half lop! One ear down one ear up. We havs been monitoring her for a while and determined theres nothing wrong it just Does That

So the 2 simease werewolfs have met, and as suspected it was an immediate success! Feta (larger girl) got a bit nostalgic and thought back to when she met Tofu (her late hairless cagemate) - at the time Tofu was really into synchronized dancing, and she taught Feta quite a few moves (as some of you may remember from their 1st photo session together!)

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you made it four levels. that's impressive. genuinely.

you used the natural exits, the ones he taught you, and you zigzagged through corridors you'd mapped in the notebook and you kept your breathing shallow so the sound wouldn't carry and you made it four whole levels before his hand closed over your eyes from behind and his mouth found your ear and you didn't even hear him arrive.

"shh."

cool palm flat across your vision. his chest against your back, barely touching, just enough that you can feel the vibration running through him. not the purr. the other one. the low tonal hum that means the Bobby-suit is thinning at the edges.

"don't move."

and you can feel his grin against the shell of your ear without seeing it.

too wide. too many teeth pressing against skin that should not be able to feel individual points and yet does, and his voice has that layered quality. Bobby on top but something cavernous and unhurried underneath.

"such a clever girl." bb's lips drag down the curve of your ear and his breath is cool against the sweat on your neck. "four levels. you used the service stairwell on three, didn't you? I felt you cross the threshold." a low, pleased rumble. "I almost let you reach five. almost. you were so determined."

his tongue slides out and it's not the human one. it's the other one.

not exaggerating when i say i’ve daydreamed about going to a fair/carnival with adrian more than once 🥹 it’d just be so fun!!

as soon as you made your way through where all the games are and he saw the way your eyes lit up at the big stuffed animal- he was determined. he’d push up his glasses, full of confidence because he can shoot shit spot on in his sleep, and walks up to that booth not even thinking losing is a possibility.

but then you’re there for, like, ten minutes and he still hasn’t won.

at first he’d be pretty shocked that he was so bad at it, scoffing with his eyes a little wide, but he’d brush it off with a slightly self conscious laugh and a shrug of feigned nonchalance “gotta keep you in suspense, babe. can’t just win it on the first try” but as he keeps going and keeps losing and the stupid attendant keeps yelling out how it was a ‘good try!’ for everyone walking past to hear, adrian only grows more pissed off. he’d huff and pout, his muscles going stiff as he attempts to get it together and figure out how the hell he’s losing at something he should be a fucking pro at.

you’d try and assure him you don’t need it, that it’s just some dumb stuffed animal and you just wanna go on the ferris wheel with him. but he’d ignore you with furrowed brows of frustration, throwing his hand up and accusing the attendant that it’s obviously rigged 😭

you’d have to physically pull him away from it and listen to him continue to complain about it even when you’re on the other end of the fair, eating some funnel cake with him still complaining even between chews. you’d assure him once more that it’s not that big of a deal while wiping away some powdered sugar from his lip, giving him a few kisses just to shut him up. it’d help for a bit, with a full body exhale from him and a faint little upturn of his lips at the attention from you.