Mar 1, 2019
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-pelts with a biscuit/cookie-
“The fuck?”
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@timexout replied to your post
-pelts with a biscuit/cookie-
“The fuck?”
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-leaves a tin of snickerdooldes at his door-
...They disappear when no one is looking.
Nom.
😛
😛 Stick their tongue out at my muse
Genji was definitely bored in this meeting. He looked around the room, seeing Tracer and grinning a little at her before she stuck her tongue out. He chuckled a bit, sticking his own out back at her and tugging at the lower lid of his left eye in challenge.
"Jaaaack! Bout to start the Voltron Marathon! C'mon!"
Image. There’s a lot of image he’s supposed to have and keep up. Mostly, he manages, but there are times when that old spark still flares and he can’t keep up his image the way he likes. Now, for example.
He looks down at Oxton, the scar tissue on his face pulling tight until it hurts. Even now, smiles can be an exercise in discomfort. That’s not enough to stop this one, however.
“Voltron, huh? That’s right up there with Transformers, He-Man, and G.I. Joe -- you’re kinda young for this, aren’t you? Hell, even I’m too young for this.”
Morrison stands and stretches, collecting his ammo pouch and making a bit production of moving slowly, then nods at her. “Thought you’d never ask. Onward to Voltron, kid. Let’s step lively.”
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CHEF OUTFIT WITH SMOKING CHEF HAT AND TONG ARM!
Where is the skin, Jeff??
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timexout replied to your post: “Is anyone surprised I grew up on Car/di B and...
I could hear her ‘run this b like Cardio’
“Now I like dollars, I like diamonds I like stunting, I like shining I like million dollar deals Where's my pen? Bitch I'm signin' I like those Balenciagas, the ones that look like socks I like going to the jeweler, I put rocks all in my watch ~! “
❥
❥: what is my muse's ideal date?
Any date that she doesn’t pay for.
Seriously.
Mary hasn’t gone on many dates, or had many healthy relationships, so she doesn’t really have a point of reference to what makes an ideal date. Heck just being asked out would make her happy. You can take her to mcdonalds and she’ll be all bubbly and happy with her oreo mcflurry. She is not high maintenance.
Blinking hug from behind, a ruffle of his (remaining) hair, and there's a cuppa coffee set before him with her signature grin.
It’s a reflex, programmed and never undone. The soldier’s hand comes up in a flash, faster than a normal person could ever hope to move. He starts to grab Oxton’s wrist, ready to disarm or kill. Then his brain catches up to his hand and he lowers it again.
“Don’t sneak up on me, kid. Okay?” Morrison accepts the hair ruffling and coffee with (relatively) good grace -- a grunt of thanks and a gesture at one of the chairs, suggesting that she’s welcome to sit.
“You eat already?”